Herscherik

Keeping the Lord by his side, Crowe runs down the long lasting corridor. In his head, he had a map of the church grounds, including this cathedral, where it was connected, and where it was intended. I glimpse Hershelik, who is hugged and grown up beside himself.

"Doesn't Hershey worry about that muscle idiot?

"…… Hmm? Are you worried about Crowe?

Hershelik, who is subtly motion sickness free and intoxicated, answers softly and painstakingly.

"No, not at all.

Hershelik replied with a bitter smile.

They trust each other even though they speak ill of each other. Plus we curse each other in the face, but we never speak ill of each other where there is no other. Until then if they call me a shady butler or muscular idiot or something, but it's a subtle place because we're responding to each other.

"I'm worried. But I believe more than that.

Crowe just frowned a little grumpy at Hershelik's words.

With Hershelik on the verge of turning into a Marrion in a few moments, Crowe takes him down to the ground. There was also a door in front of them, and Crowe opened the door on guard, making sure no one was there, and Hershelik and the others entered the room.

"What is this place?

The room was in octagonal form, and its apex was venerated with the stone of the gods, and the ceiling was like a dome. All the ceilings are fitted with stained glass, and the colorful vitreous is one painting that represents the garden of heaven. Conversely, the floor was dark stone, representing the entrance to the bottom of the earth. How I found out Hershelik was the bottom of the heavenly garden and the earth because it looked just like the picture books I read when I was still beginning to study.

And in the opposite position of the door that came in there is a door that leads to the back.

"It's between refraining from going to the chapel in the back. At the end of that door would be the chapel...... Hershey"

When Crowe was impressed and didn't fly off the scene with Hershelik looking at the room, he heard a stiff sound of something piercing the floor on the stone. Hershelik, I'm afraid to confirm, there were two needles pierced where I was, and one on Crowe's right shoulder, like a giant one to palm size.

"Cro!?

Hershelik calls the butler's name like a scream. But in the voice of the Lord, Crowe frowned and stared at the needle that had stabbed him in the shoulder.

"No problem...... come out.

Khlo throws words as he unloads Hershelik. But no one responds to that voice. Clo leaked a small sigh, the next time he threw the needle he had in his hand, not the words. There is only a stone shadow ahead of the throw, but its shadow shakes like a candle flame shakes, and the tall sound of the needle being played indoors. As Hershelik turned his gaze, a slightly taller man appeared where there was only a shadow. Crowe confronts Hershelik to protect him.

"That's Shadow Fang. Is the Lord intact even if he cares?

It was an inorganic voice with words like impressed but no discouragement.

From behind Cro, Hershelik observes the man crumpled.

He was a man in dark colored clothes. He looked at himself with a clo in his face like a mask with no expression as if he had abandoned his emotions.

(This is the man I saw in the orphanage.

Hershelik found out by instinct. The man at the end of his gaze I felt in the orphanage at the time of the drug incident. The troika and Baron Almin, who attacked us shortly afterwards, fell and were gone when they regained their gaze.

The unexplainable anxiety creeps up in him and Hershelik pulls the hem of Clo's clothes. Crowe does not take his gaze off the man, but puns his hand on Hershelik's head.

"Hershey, go first.

"But..."

Hershelik hesitates for a moment. There's some anxiety, but at the end of his gaze is Crowe's shoulder, where the needle was stabbed. Hershelik did not miss the fact that he was unnaturally sheltering his shoulders when Crowe stood up.

Clo says to Hershelik like that.

"I can believe a bad knight, but I can't believe it?

His voice sounds invisible but invincible.

It was an absolutely confident voice.

"……… Ok!

Hershelik snorts out. The goal is the back door. He storms as if he were going to hit his body, opens the door and runs away.

The two people who dropped it off, but they haven't taken their gaze off each other. It was Chro who opened his mouth earlier.

"Is that the shadow Hershey saw during that incident?

The man observes silence in the questioning of Chro. Crowe let such a man flaunt his shoulders.

"Well, you can't say. I'm ashamed that a secret detective was seen.

"... an undiminished mouth. It's time for the poison to come around.

The man replied with a slightly irritating tone to Chro's little fool.

I also knew that Crowe was poisoned with needles. I felt paralyzed from my right shoulder, my dominant movements seemed dull and gradually poisonous.

"Oh, you're definitely getting numb on the tip of your hands and feet. But..."

Crowe stuffs an intermission with the man at the next moment, poking the knife that was held in his left hand into the man's face at some point. The man avoided the knife for a second, but could not avoid the subsequent kick of the clo and defended it with his arm. But Crowe rolls out his knife with his right hand, which is supposed to keep him from moving even further in pursuit. But the man sent a crosshaired attack.

A few moments of offense ended and blood flowed from a muscle of red line on the cheek of the man who made another mistake with Crowe. The look on his face, which was like a man's mask, slightly opened his eyes as he wiped that blood.

"Why can you move?

I should have been poisoned and couldn't have moved, that's what my eyes said. But Crowe stands flat on the spot to see how his right hand is doing.

"There's a lot going on.

And when you wave your right hand, the knife grips like a trick, and when you wave even more, the knife in both hands disappears.

"Well, this poison worked pretty well, but it's not enough to stop me from moving.

Clo flushes the gaze of a man who sees a monster. He was as good at poison as he was at spotting Gene's poison. And his body was finished to withstand the poison. That was never what he wanted in the past, but now he was grateful.

A body that can withstand poison helps protect Hershelik.

"... people like you and that knight are on the prince's side at the end of nothing?

A man's question would be the most. Seventh Prince after no power without any shield behind him. He's a kid who wouldn't even be old enough to be in college if he didn't have the talent.

It is incomprehensible from the side that there are powerful detectives like Crowe, or that the son of the Marquis, who drains knights representing countries like Oran from generation to generation, serves.

"Nothing?

Dangerous light dwells in the dark red balled eyes of Chrome in his words.

"I've never met anyone with all sorts of things, like Hershey.

Strength and intelligence are known. It's worth less than money to him for putting himself behind power and such.

"Who is the power that you seek in the Lord? Knowledge? Fame? Power or money? Or appearance?"

It's such an alternative, but I'm not interested in things like that. Crowe has seen a variety of people since he became conscious. The surface, the back, the beautiful and the dirty. And I knew it. I gave up that everything was to this extent. But he wasn't.

A hard-working, upright, gentle and stubborn man, honest but smart, weak but strong he.

A prince with a light that shines from within, not from the outside.

"A human being who thinks the presence of Hershey is to that extent is only to that extent. In a way, your archbishop has eyes to see.

Yes, Hershelik has an idea of what he's after. However, I didn't feel certain that it was the only one.

"Well, I don't think Hershey can handle that kind of person.

"…… That's why you let me go.

Clo laughs at the man's words. I wouldn't let them go if they were just after my life. You dared summon Hershelik, so he shouldn't kill you right away. Besides, the movements on the part of the church so far were as Hershelik expected.

"There's no way the only Lord I've ever admitted is going to end up to this extent.

I assure you so, Crowe lays down his weapon.

Even though the poison is not very effective, there is paralysis in the hands and feet. How long have I been surrounded not only by the man in front of me, but also by other former peers? But I don't want to lose.

"Now I'm wasting my time. Let's get this over with.

That being said, when Crowe moved his hands slightly, the next moment, two of the necks of those who had surrounded him danced through the universe. And the man that hath spoken before, and his companions, and those that have been beheaded, turn their eyes round. As his neck made a noise on the ground and rolled, his body also bled up and fell.

"... What did you do?

The target, Crowe, is not moving from the spot. But two of his companions flew their necks as if they had been mowed with the sickle of an invisible reaper.

"I told you. He said it was a waste of time.

Saying so, when Crowe waved his arms, the sound of slashing the air rang.

"Make a mistake!

The man intuitively screams that way and he goes backwards. The others obeyed the word, but only one of them lagged behind. Blood blows up from the man's neck, falling unacceptable to speak or speak.

"Hmm, I still can't do it without poking my mind at it.

Saying so, Crowe clasped his shoulders and waved his hands, and a red line danced through the universe and fell into his hand. No, it was an iron wire with blood on it, not a red wire.

"What the hell, that is............!

A man now groans with a look of fear, not a mask, on a weapon he has never seen. It was not considered powerful enough to cut off the human body on thin iron wire, which is also difficult to see. It's ridiculous how iron wire that hasn't even been coated with copper before that moves as intended.

"Do I need to answer your question?

Crowe says so, while holding a knife in both hands. Unexpectedly, the number of people decreased, but it is overwhelmingly unfavourable in the body where the poison began to spin. But I still don't feel like losing, and I don't feel like losing.

(But that's going to take a while.

As he struck his inner tongue, Crowe moved to destroy the enemy in front of him.

Schwartz, Hershelik's first belly heart, has less awareness in future generations than Orange, the 'knight of dusk'. That's because he always refrained behind Hershelik and never stood out more than the Lord.

But there's another reason. Historians find it unnatural for everyone as they look into him. As if the information had been manipulated, all the information about him was masked.

He was so called the 'Butler of the Shadow Fang' because he was Hershelik's katana and refrained like a shadow on the Lord's side.

Hershelik stands in front of the door as he prepares his breath.

(At the end of this door………)

My breathing was disturbed because I ran and my legs trembled. No, the only reason my legs are shaking is because of the run.

I admit I have slight feelings of fear in me.

I'm the only one here right now. Neither Crowe nor Oran, who was always protecting me, are here. It was as unfolding as I expected.

When I first told them what I expected to happen, the heads looked harsh. I dare not be told I don't need to get on with their measures. But I knew that Jean and Shiro's life would be in danger if I didn't ride. That's why you two left the word and came all the way here. If you go straight to the Tiger Hole, you won't get a tiger child.

(I've risked it a few times, but I haven't either.

During Operation Tiger Hole, Hershelik has been in danger many times. He was about to be kidnapped, attacked by a pervert, or even killed. But each time, the leaders protected themselves.

But they're not on their side now either.

Hershelik slaps his thighs with both hands to keep him in the mood. It hurt because I slapped him as much as I wanted, but the tremor stopped at the same time as the pain pulled off.

Then he decides to be ready and puts his hand on the door.

(Women are brave! He's a man now, though!

Hershelik opens the door. Light exploded from the indoors.

"Danger!"

Pulled from behind at the same time as words. I stepped on an unexpected gravitational pull, but someone held me up and I didn't have to fall.

The car passes as the clutches wander, and a folding umbrella rolls in the middle of the crosswalk.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, my thoughts stopped. For the first time in my life, I am in the arms of a man who is not a physical parent. No one will blame you if it solidifies. A man's voice descended from his head on such a figure in his arms.

"Damn, don't skip me even though I have bad vision. You need to check the signal too...... Is it possible that you are in Hayakawa?

They call me by my name and shake my shoulders. It took me a few seconds to realize that I had been called.

"Er... and?

When I looked up, there was a salaried man with slightly collapsed hair that I had all-backed. Even though he is wearing a tailored suit, his back is getting wet from his wide shoulder due to pulling himself in. He's a good-looking guy with a calm atmosphere who's going to be introduced to a magazine as a man who can do his job.

"You forgot? It's me. I was in high school.

The man laughs nica. I looked familiar with the way I laughed. If you look closely, there are shadows everywhere.

"... no way, little bird game (no) you?

"Yes! Long time no see.

He says his name, and little bird games laugh happily. At the first reunion in a long time, Ryoko Hayakawa felt her beating faster, while at the same time capturing at the edge of her sight the heavy rain that had been making a violent noise earlier became normal rain.