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"...... Apparently, this was a rather hastily constructed base."

"It's a little rough in places."

However, considering that it was at the end of the war, it can't be helped.

Their investigation of the base was almost complete.

The next step was to investigate ...... the golem.

"......mm?　Another golem is approaching from underground.

Two of them. One of them seems to be an automaton.

"They must have something to do with it."

And they waited for the visitor from the second basement.

"Oh, the general-purpose golem and the white-haired automaton for human use.

"Sorry about the other day. I've come here to ask you for a favor.

If there's anything we can do, we'll do our best to help.

Thanks. ...... I have a favor to ask you, I would like you to take me and my automata outside and show us around the town."

So that ...... I can see for myself what's going on, right?"

That's right.

Okay. Okay. Just give me a minute.

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The old man knew what was going on in real time, but it was Jin who would make the final decision.

It took about 15 seconds for Jin to understand the situation.

"I see, you asked me to show you around. ....... Is that okay?"

"Yes, I think so. ......Yumie and Vera can't ...... do it."

The best person for the job is someone who knows the town in its current state, but neither Yumie nor Vera are clueless about it.

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"Anne. She has blue hair and can be relied on in such a case.

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So the old man transfers the necessary information to Anne by transinfo, equips her, and sends her to Fort Rutgula by transporter.

Three minutes have passed so far.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Leave it to me if you need guidance.

Anne appears in the first basement, pretending to have come down from the ground level.

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"Oh, I'm sure the blue-haired automata will be safe."

Jin, who was watching the situation, felt that although he did not understand the criteria for judging a general-purpose golem, he might regard it as a kind of .

"My name is Anne.

"Ann. I don't have a ...... name, just call me what you like.

I'm a generic golem, so call me Mister Hahn.

That's fine, I don't need a "sir."

Then, Hahn.

"Mm. ...... and this is ......."

My name is Chell.

Chelle, right? Nice to meet you."

Chel has shoulder-length gray hair and blue eyes. She was about 5'6" tall and had a glamorous figure.

"I will show you both around."

"Yes, thank you.

So Anne, Hahn, and Chell left Fort Lutgla and headed for the nearest town, Lutgla.

* * * * * * * * * *

The date had changed, and it was already the morning of February 19, so they were able to enter the town without being seen.

No, the combination of a golem and two women dressed as maids of honor did not attract attention, but it was still a sight to behold. .......

"This is the town of Lutgra.

"This is the town in the southern part of the Kingdom of Selroa.

Chelle is supposed to be the one to talk to Anne.

Hearn, the golem, is to act as their escort.

Is there any place you would like to see?

"Yes, I would like to see a place with a lot of people.

I can guess what's going on in the world by observing people as they pass by," Chelle said.

"I understand. But we are in the middle of nowhere, so there are not so many people here.

Anne then led Hahn and Chell to the central square.

This is literally the center of the town, and the square is lined with stalls.

"Can Chelle have a meal?"

Anne said. "If you are going to behave like a human being in a place like this, it would be beneficial to try to eat something light," he said.

"Of course. I am not like you blue-haired people.

"I see."

Anne guessed that the white-haired automata seemed to have a feeling of superiority over the blue-haired automata.

The fact that he could have such meant that he had a superior .

"Let's try some of this.

Ann went to one of the stalls and bought two skewers of roasted meat and handed one to Cher.

She then sat down on one of the benches.

It was 12 dollars per skewer.

"Well, it seems that the value of money has not changed much.

About 120 Japanese yen.

Chelle said this was a reasonable price.

"Let's try it."

"Anne, do you know what it tastes like?"

Yes, I have taste sensors.

Yes, I have taste sensors in my body.

Chell eats the grilled skewers while saying this.

"The taste is quite good. I think my creator would like it too.

Chelle was honestly impressed with the taste.

Anne finishes eating the grilled skewers and goes to buy some drinks.

She returns with a paper cup filled with Citran juice in both hands.

It was 10 dollars a glass.

It's about 180ml. A standard price for a place like this.

"Oh, thank you."

Chelle takes it and sips it.

It's sweet. I'd say it's about 50 percent juice with water, sugar and flavoring.

The results of the analysis were solid.

Anne and Chelle sit on a bench, sipping their juice and talking.

Hahn, playing the role of escort, stands behind them.

"......The faces of the people on the street are bright. The world must be at peace.

"Yes. Yes, it's reasonably well governed. Of course, there are a certain number of people who commit crimes in every country.

That hasn't changed either.

In the morning light, Chelle's eyes were kind as she gazed at the people passing by.