I came to a conclusion.
I'd fallen into another world.
Though a fantasy, I'd fallen into a likely 'IF' world.
"Heh, do you know how scared I was that day? The day the legion commander tried to kill brother."
"I still remember how you were quietly locked in prison waiting to meet death. Thanks to that, everything worked out well."
Brug and the Chieftain started talking about the past while drinking. When I caught a wild boar, seasoned it appropriately and started grilling it, our tribe's people quickly gathered and started a drinking party. From morning.
"Brother, remember? Back then we got caught by Lady Forneus while grilling this wild boar."
"Right. Almost died because of it."
"That's right. And you spent a night locked in prison. I still can't forget that look in your eyes. How you calmly accepted death that day."
Change 1. I didn't calmly accept death that day. Even if I died, I thought I'd do one thing I hadn't done before dying.
