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That night, Gatel village was in quite the chaotic event.
—Narugoa summoned a high-rank monster and defeated a dragon in no time!
Rumors spread in a blink of an eye, and before they realized it, it had already escalated to a feast, a festival, or a celebration, all the adults were making a fool of themselves with a drink.
It’s a small village, so this is one of the few things we can do to have fun.
Of course, currently I am Narugoa, a young boy, so I can’t drink.
I’m just chewing on dried meat on this corner.
…… Yeah, it’s not delicious, but this is how it normally tastes.
By the way, the party with me as the celebrant has already ended.
At first, I was so busy from being bombarded by questions from adults in the village.
For now, the celebration is just in name, this is just a drinking party.
The proof is that I, who is supposed to be the celebrant, am looking from afar at the adults who are making a fool of themselves.
…… But it’s convenient.
I chewed the dried meat through tiny bites.
“… I have to sort out my situation.”
Gatel Village, Cave of Silence.
There’s also the Keeper who killed me.
I need to get a proper grasp of my unusual situation that I fell into as soon as possible.
After all, two memories from two completely different lives have suddenly merged in my head.
How disorganized. I need to sort out the clusters of information.
First–in my previous life, I was part of the Keepers of the World Pillar, the final dungeon.
Thousand Hands Narugoa, level 99.
Even in the World Pillar, which is filled with monsters over level 90, I think I was reasonably strong… I was sure…
As a rule, Floor Guardians, Keepers, do not go out of the tower.
“This is to prepare for the coming disaster”, Our President says.
However, I was assigned as a Mid-Boss to the dungeon “Cave of Silence”, which is the closest to the Hero Party’s head quarters.
One year after I was assigned, I spearheaded a major reform to the Cave of Silence.
As a result, the Cave of Silence was transformed into a dungeon where even the mid-sized adventurer party struggled—but was attacked by Hero Party instead.
It is a genuine legendary hero party that has an average level of over 70 and has defeated even the Demon King.
I challenged the Hero Party alone to protect the dungeon and lost my life.
In the Hero Party. A Keeper and Floor Guardian was mixed in with them.
…… At the last moment, I must have seen the face of the perpetrator.
However, I couldn’t remember their face, probably symptom of reincarnation.
In any case, I don’t understand the perpetrator’s intention.
I don’t know, and he sealed some of my memories and reincarnated me into a human child.
A Level 3 Summoner, the crybaby Narugoa.
Then, one very natural question arised.
Why am I still called “Narugoa” in this lifetime?
I hurried and asked my parents.
“How did you get the name Narugoa? Yeah! Of course I remember! Immediately after I got pregnant—it came to me!” (Mother)
“Like me! When I wake up in the morning, the name suddenly comes to my mind!” (Father)
“Even before you were born, it flashed at exactly the same time!” (Mother)
“This is must be God’s will! Right!” (Father)
“Yeah! Your name was given by God!” (Mother)
It should be a joke scenario, but it is the situation.
I got even more skeptical.
No doubt, someone behind the scene is working.
It’s natural to think of it as the work of a behind the scenes perpetrator, but for what?
What is their benefit to this…
“…… I can not understand.”
I scratch my head.
Damn, there are so many things I don’t understand.
I have to cross out what I know first.
–I live in Gatel Village, a small rural village located in the northwestern part of the continent of Grantesia.
The population is about 400.
The village’s specialties are ginger and six-eyed goats.
It an area with heavy snowfalls, and everyone starts preparing for winter in the beginning of autumn.
It’s not a rich village, just a normal cold village, with no problems for the time being.
By the way, I haven’t seen a detailed map of this world, so it’s unclear where this village is located on the continent of Grantesia.
And one more.
When I went back through my memories of my ten years as Crybaby Narugoa, I discovered a very important fact.
It’s hard to believe, but I’m sure of it.
A hundred years have already passed since the day I was killed.
“What a joke …”
I mumbled to myself.
But it is not a joke, it is a fact.
This is the world after the Demon King Garhelios was defeated.
As expected, soon after that the President would have elected the next Demon King… Apparently, this Demon King seems to be missing.
“… Otherwise, similar things like that mismanaged dungeon would have never been ignored.”
I was reminded the Bewildering Forest, where Owlbear is the Mid-Boss.
That was a little… no, it was pretty terrible.
I haven’t been to it before, but as far as I can remember from the reports, it shouldn’t have been this kind of low-level dungeon a century ago.
And it is also strange that such a low-level dungeon remained uncaptured until today.
…… The Cave of Silence is okay, right?
A bit of anxiety passed through my head, but I immediately shook it off.
All right, that dungeon is organized by Alraune. Who now has the ability to kill a dragon, so it can’t be terrible.
…… My thoughts have gotten derailed.
Anyway, I was reincarnated as a human being in the world a hundred years later.
The purpose of the perpetrator is unknown.
The exact location of Gatel Village is unknown, and I must first get a map to get to the Cave of Silence.
There are many tasks that must be done.
“Narugoa-kun, a youth sighing already.” (Voice)
I noticed that a wrinkled old man was sitting next to me.
He is-the village chief of Gatel village, Grampa Rudolf.
“…I was thinking about something for quite a while.”
“It’s a privilege for a young man to be troubled, especially when he’s an overnight hero.” (Voice => Grampa Rudolf)
“It’s not that big of a deal”.
“I also wanted to see your technique, I hate this body of mine that doesn’t listen so I could have witnessed Narugoa-kun’s summoning technique.”
With that said, Grampa Rudolf patted his knees.
The Grampa used to be a famous warrior, and with his bare fist, he even defeated an Orc that was bigger than himself.
The shadow of that warrior is nowhere to be found.
He could barely move the body he once trained, and…
“… Recently, I just think about my late wife.” (Grampa Rudolf)
Grampa Rudolf said sadly.
“It’s an old story, Ricotta the Summoner and Rudolf the Warrior, there is no one who doesn’t remember us… my wife was killed by a monster at such a young age.” (Grampa Rudolf)
“… I don’t know what to say?”
“Don’t worry it’s in the past.” (Grampa Rudolf)
Grampa Rudolf laughs.
And continued looking at the distance.
“It is the job of the Summoner to summon and move the heart of her summon to defeat an enemy…… I fell in love with Ricotta’s summoning skills.” (Grampa Rudolf)
“So, she was an amazing summoner.”
“Because it was amazing, I can’t forget it even now. If possible, I wish to witness that wonderful summoning technique before I die…” (Grampa Rudolf)
“So, let’s do it now.”
“Now? Don’t be silly, you have summoned a monster strong enough to slay a dragon, albeit a small one. Although Narugoa may be kind enough to hide it from everyone in the village, I’m sure you’re feeling an indescribable amount of fatigue right now.” (Grampa Rudolf)
“No, not really…”
It is late, so I feel slightly sleepy…
“Okay, Narugoa, you know what is most important to a summoner is the bond with the summon, without it the caster will eat up his mana with just one summon and die in the worst case.” (Grampa Rudolf)
“Skilled Summoners even have to summon a summon many times to form a bond with a monster that is has a lower level than you, you know? A level 3 summons a monster that is stronger than a dragon… And for someone young it’s insane.”
…… Even if I was told that way, I didn’t feel tired or weak.
After that, I was more tired when everyone came up to me.
“And, except for the lowest-class of monsters such as slimes, a catalyst is essential for summoning, a symbol of the bond that connects you to that monster, blood or flesh…” (Grampa Rudolf)
…… I managed to get by with the pair of bells I gave to her a long time ago.
“Anyway, I can’t let you do something crazy, so take your time… Why are you drawing magic formations!?” (Grampa Rudolf)
“No, I think it’s there is more than that theory.”
“You might die!!!” (Grampa Rudolf)
Grampa Rudolf shouts.
On the other hand, I,
“Grampa, have you been eating properly lately?”
“Well, I’m not eating as well as I used to… I can’t get much food down my throat…” (Grampa Rudolf)
“That’s not good, let’s call the best chef here.”
“What?” (Grampa Rudolf)
Grampa Rudolf let’s out a confused reply.
On the other hand, I threw the half-eaten dried meat into the center of the magic formation.
The dried meat of a six-eyed goat.
As soon as I cast it, the magic formation shines and something is summoned.
Arguably, the best chefs I know
“– Brother, you’ve improved again. Is this Progoduff?” (Voice)
“No, it’s like Risicante.” (Voice)
“Brothers, both are correct, this is my original that combines both qualities, called Goblin style…” (Voice)
The three of them noticed something strange at the same time.
They must have been in the kitchen, tucking into today’s menu.
They were as eager to learn as ever.
“It’s been a long time, Chef, can I make an order soon?”
“Mi-Mid-Boss …?” (First Goblin Brother)
Beside the surprised three Goblin brothers, Grampa Rudolf was moving his mouth like a goldfish.
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