Monster no Goshujin-sama

Thirteen.

We broke up with Kanahiko and headed south on the street that came all the way to Serratta.

Everything was going well.

When I went north, it was a large number of people, so it really affected my marching speed, and I was often found by monsters, but that's not the case this time.

It took about two-thirds of the time to get there, as we never stopped at the settlement other than to replenish supplies.

As for Shiran, who had been shocked by the dissolution of the Knights, there were some parts of him that were worried, but he was worried that this was too much of a spin of my mind.

In the day she broke up with Kanahiko and the other knights, she had regained her former composure.

Or so excited that it was my mission to take me to Pioneering Village.

When I found the monster only once in the distance, I jumped out first and quickly knocked him down.

On the sword of the knight Silan, there is still no cloudy.

At the same time I relieved myself of that fact, and at the same time I relied on her to be there.

While not as urban as Serratta, we reached a large lodging town where the streets intersect east, west, north, west after purchasing supplies.

Southwest of Count Lawrence's territory is bordered by Keddles, one of the five northern realms.

On the border between the Imperial Count Lawrence Territory and the Northern Five Kedolphs, a steep Kittles mountain range runs, but several mountain paths pass.

It's an old mountain road.

In the battle once fought between the Empire and the Alliance, the two armies attempting to pass through the land clashed together and were sometimes battlefields, but they are now rarely used.

Located close to the tree sea, there is a great danger of encountering monsters. No merchant goes out of his way to a despicable small country until he crosses a steep mountain.

That's why the monster crusade doesn't take place first, either.

As a result, the Kittles have become a dangerous zone inhabited by many monsters, he said.

Nevertheless, it is also a resting story in a way for me to lead the monster.

Because dangerous land also means less people's eyes.

I was driving slowly today on your stand.

The road that runs like sewing between trees is thin.

The car shakes a little loud because the road surface is not in very good condition.

Whereas the streets to Fort Chile have character as military roads, the paths divided from them were laid to carry scarce supplies to the pioneering villages located at the end of the human world.

I guess there's no choice but to be somewhat inferior to the major streets.

Listening to the sound of wheels honking from one side to another, some of nature and consciousness flowed into thought.

What came to mind was the face of a friend who broke up ten days ago.

... What will the parted Kanahiko do?

Serratta must have made it.

Half a day from the parting place to the lodging town, and another half a day from there to the city. If you're so unlucky, you may be attacked by monsters, but with two Alliance knights, Kanahiko himself can fight quite a bit now. You shouldn't have had to worry.

If you were able to rendezvous properly with the captain, you might be in the middle of being escorted from Serratta to the Imperial City by now.

It's about Kanahiko, who has a good eye. If it's possible, Sandaichi, who stayed elsewhere with us in the Inn Town, and other transferees, may also be on our side.

"Ah, your husband. I guess that's where it is."

Lily, sitting next to your table, noticed a split path and drew attention to me.

Apparently, we got to our destination.

Before I set foot in the Kittles, I decided to visit a pioneering village.

Unlike the pioneering village that was along the streets connecting Fort Chile and Serratta, it is a small village with no army stationed either.

According to what I heard in the village I stopped by before, that's the closest settlement to the mountain road.

From here on out, there is no village.

So this is the last replenishment. The mountain crossing would take time, so I just wanted to keep food as secure as possible.

"I hope it sells well. Previously, they didn't sell me even if I had money..."

"There's a situation over there. You won't be depressed. If I have to, one day I will hunt properly."

"I don't want to go back to my life full of dry meat from Fire Fang..."

To replenish the supplies, three of us, Me, Lily and Kay, had decided to leave the car that left everyone else and walk to the settlement.

When we line up those who are more combative in our line, it becomes the order of Gabella, Silan, Lily, and Rose.

The only ones who don't have a problem with people are Silan and Lily.

By dividing these two into groups, they could repel even if the monsters attacked them without worrying about the eyes.

I'm accompanied by Kay because she's the only one besides Silan who can use the demon stone of translation.

She is following us in the back, wearing a hood deep on her coat.

It was time for me and I to learn how to handle the magic stone of translation, but sometimes the mastery takes time, and as it stands, I wasn't stuck with cutting feathers, so I sloppily lagged behind.

"Is that it? Master, someone's gonna come running this way."

The incident occurred shortly after he broke up with the remainder of the group by hiding his car in the woods along the road and stepped on a narrow road leading to the village.

We found a man running in desperate shape towards us.

"Oh, oh. Is that the traveler's face? I can't believe you're here at a time like this...!

He said that he was a villager from Pioneering Village, and that if you ask, he ran into a monster where he left the village with his people to cut down the trees of the Tree Sea and fled to this point with his life.

The woods around here are just woods with no magic.

Nevertheless, it is not so uncommon to encounter monsters, as they are where you reach the tree sea in an hour or so.

Run, run. What we saw when we persuaded the man to flee and hurried to the pioneering village was the figure of the giant 'Wild Auga', whose back length exceeds three metres.

He was in the shape of a gorilla with small legs and long arms, but his musculoskeletal body was exposed to scarce and green skin on his hair, and his lower body was wrapped around the fur of the beast.

The bald head, which is smaller than the physique, is closer to the human one. The ears were pointy and only the lower canine teeth, which grew in the large mandible, protruded outward from the mouth.

Wild Auga, wandering around the village to peek into defensive gaps, was occasionally trying to make a run at the village walls.

Each time, from above the stone walls, the magic is showered with concentration.

One shot at a time is the magic of the second staircase, if I may say so, but if we gather together, it will hurt Wild Auga and be powerful enough to frighten him.

From the barrier that surrounded the village, a hiatus of arrows was released.

This also does damage to Immediately and Wild Auga.

But it's not enough for a decision hit.

Compared to Green Caterpillar and others, Wild Auga is a pretty powerful monster.

On the surface of the tree sea, you can call it an upper class monster.

I hope you give up the raid like this and leave somewhere, but if there's anything like forgetting me in the wrath of injury and storming the village, there's a good chance there 'll be many victims in the White Soldier War, even if any of them can be defeated.

Even if not, every time I throw a broken tree with a tough arm, the walls, the village lifeline, are damaged, and the injured seem to be out.

It's a village with no edge whatsoever, but it won't leave you alone like this.

"Lily. A little distance, can we?

What I said out of the question was, 'Don't pack the distance.'

Jumping into an arrow pouring around Wild Auga won't cause Lily any major scratches. But that's a little too conspicuous.

"Yeah. I'll try"

Lily nodded vigorously after drawing even the unspoken part of me, twirling the spear in her hand.

"Hey, what are you going to do...?

The villager who led us so far looked strange when he saw Lily with the black spear backwards.

"And anyway, you better run then..."

"It's okay. 'Cause you don't have to worry."

On Lily's right hand to forgive the man, a magic formation emerged.

- Wind magic on the second staircase.

It's not a third staircase, because given that the highest-class magic available to humans in this world is a third staircase, they had decided to hold it in public so as not to catch their attention.

Of course, if it is also an emergency, that is not the case.

Conversely, Lily also decided that this was enough.

Lily stepped in one step or two and made a run for it, the last time she took it thoughtfully.

"Hey!

Throw the spear in your hand.

A spear, originally loaded with more power, is led by the wind to thrust toward the target.

The wind-wrapped spear flew in a straight line with an arrow bouncing off, striking brilliantly, directly in the face of Wild Auga.

A scream cringed in my ear.

A sharp tip broke through his eyeball, and the sharp wind blade surrounding the pattern tore his face apart even more.

Blue blood erupted like a fountain.

Lost sight, severely damaged Wild Auga giant flashes.

The villagers, who were flabbergasted by the sudden attack, soon realized that this was a good opportunity.

Raise your voice, armed men pop up.

From start to finish, right beside us, the villagers watching what had happened were slipping out of their hips.

As he looked up, Lily turned the piece to me and made me grin.

The villagers favored us in the battle against the monsters attacking the village.

As a result, we were able to obtain supplies safely.

I bought potatoes and dried meats. Thankfully we were able to replenish the food at all.

"Thank you so much"

"No, this one helped."

The elderly man who was the village chief dropped us off to the entrance to the village when he said we were leaving the village immediately.

"But I didn't know that that intense blow belonged to such a poor lady"

The mayor praised Lily's arm over and over with a favorable grin on her wrinkled face for her age.

Among the villagers, he was the most favored.

Long story would be, love. Somehow, my stay was longer than planned. Just for that, though, a lot of things I got.

So is the replenishment, but more importantly the information.

From what I've heard, the village chief used the mountain path we were about to take when he was young.

I could have been taught something that would mark the road.

It was decades ago, so it's not necessarily still there, but it would be better than nothing.

And it seems that mountain roads occasionally have a special thick fog.

The village chief himself said there was no fog when he used the mountain road, but he said his ancestors warned him.

He said, be careful when there's fog on the mountain path.

... Well, if you ask me, it's natural. It's dangerous to take a narrow mountain path in invisibility ahead.

Regardless, it would be beneficial to have been told beforehand that it was such a place.

So, as a consideration, maybe satisfying his curiosity for a little while is something he can't help but do in a way.

"Excuse me, but, hey, aren't you from around the North... the Empire?

The village chief has asked somewhat aloud to keep his voice down.

Anyway, it's like a secret story.

I don't ask you back why you ask me that.

Ever since I started traveling the human world hiding my identity as a metastatic, I've been asked these things because this wasn't the first time.

"... well, that's the place"

When I gave it back, the village chief nodded deeply just because he was good at it.

"I was wondering if it wasn't. Were you still from" Grace's Blood "?"

Without saying that we are not like that, there was a reason why I was so expressive between loving laughter and bitter laughter.

The word "grace blood" he spoke of refers to the descendants of the transferees.

We call ourselves cheat abilities for the inherent power of the transferee, but in this world there is a designation that has long been used as' grace '.

Grace's blood was the name that turned from here.

In this world, metastasizers appear in centennial cycles for a long time.

Some of them fell in battle without leaving their children, but some of them made full life. Naturally, their descendants still live in the land, especially around the imperial capital.

As you know, our faces are not the same as they were in this world.

But some of the brave men of history were of Oriental descent. As a result, our identity was never revealed on our faces while we were traveling.

Besides, I'm sure that some of the information itself that modern brave men have emerged has not yet reached such a border.

If we tried them, we must not have thought that our brave men were travelling in small numbers without taking a lot of offerings.

"But I didn't know you could come all the way to such a neighborhood. How the hell..."

The said village chief swallowed his words as if he had found something.

"... no. It's nothing. I wish you a safe journey."

"Thank you"

They're making some mistakes about this. I laughed bitterly.

Few nobles have titles in the blood of grace.

Though the brave themselves are unruly, they also have many opportunities to deal with the highly stateless, and there is a history that the imperial aristocrats were more aggressive in taking in their blood muscles, and the descendants of the brave have a higher proportion of the aristocrats.

In fact, it seems that there are quite a few who do not, but in such a peripheral land it is rare in itself to meet the blood clan of grace.

Grace blood equals, nobles...... it's not strange, even if you recognize about it.

In our case, it may also have been thought that a human being who is a miserable person is somehow obsessed with travelers.

If you are a nobleman who can receive advanced combat training from childhood, or if you are an escort who protects such a nobleman, you deserve the skill of a blow to Wild Auga, etc., thank you because you don't have to lie about it this way.

Being mistaken for nobility is never a pleasure in itself, but compared to being held by a brave man, I was still comfortable with this.

"Well, it's time for us to go."

When I saw it fit, I cut the story out there.

If you make it wait too long, it's loud around Gabella. Anyway, as long as they complain, I get in trouble when I get stuck.

"Well, shall we go?...... hmm?

Speaking to the two accompanying him, I realized that Fu Kai had not responded to my call.

……

I can't see the look on her face because she's lying on her hood, but she seemed to be looking at something.

Looking more into her eyes, there was the body of Wild Auga, who had been transported into the village.

The villagers were just loaded with straw, beside Wild Auga's corpse, who dug the hole and buried it in half.

The wicked must be burned and purified.

With that in mind, the monster's body is disposed of promptly, in accordance with the ritual.

Whatever the differences in fine practices, they say this is a common custom in the settlements of this world.

In fact, that is not the case if fur is available or meat is available, but at least Wild Auga is not the subject of that.

For Kay, this shouldn't have been such a rare sight.

"... Kay?

"Oh, yes."

Again, this time calling his name, Kay finally realized he turned to me.

"Shh, excuse me. I was a little confused."

You gave me a little rushed look because you thought I had failed?

I have a smile on my young face that I can fix.

There lived a little surprising color in her face like that.

Without a scratch, a little boy came running with us.

When I was a year, would I be about five or six?

The parents to take care of may have been busy handling Wild Auga's body. He runs looking at me and Lily with glittering eyes.

My feet are bare and dangerous.

And I figured the arrow tip would help.

"Ah."

I didn't have time to warn you that it was dangerous.

The boy caught something on the way and fell.

"So, are you okay?

Positionally, Kay, who was closest, rushed over to him.

Kneeling down, Kay tried to hold the boy's little body up and let him stand up.

I thought I'd cry, but the boy didn't.

Fundamentally, a five-year-old I know may not be the same as a child in these settlements.

Nevertheless, the child is a child.

"Thank you, sister"

The unusual attitude of looking up at Kay in the hood and grinning and thanking her is to relieve her feelings by watching...

"Is that it?"

- Those eyes, they rounded out unexpectedly.

A decent look ahead of him is Wild Auga's corpse.

"Is that it?"

The boy, who turned his face back in front while voicing doubts, peered into Kay's, hidden face in the hood, at close range.

"Your sister's ears, they're weird. You're like a monster."

Kay's smile froze on the pure words thrown at her.

We left the village and immediately resumed our journey.

In the course of that day we did not reach the mountain path, so we begin preparations for the wild accommodation before sundown.

"... I'm sorry, Takahiro. May I have a moment?"

Besides, Siran called out. The expression is a little harsh.

She prompted me to distance myself from everyone else.

Lily's been checking this one out for a while, so I'll wave her that she has nothing to worry about.

Leaving so deaf that Silan opened his mouth.

"Something's wrong with Kay, was there something in the village?

"Uh... kind of"

Check it out, Kay's expression as he prepares to set the pan on fire clearly lacks glory.

From anyone's eyes, she looked depressed when she came back from the village.

Seeing her like that, it's only natural that Siran, the guardian, cares.

We briefly explained what was happening in the village.

"Was it? That's what happened."

Siran, listening, exhaled convincingly.

"I'm sure he didn't mean it."

The village boy thanked us and went back.

That's why I'm here. I think she was a good girl.

He looked at Kay and just said what he thought, with childish purity.

It would be cruel to blame this for not caring enough.

If you dare, it wasn't a good time with them. That's all.

"I just didn't think Kay would be so shocked, to be honest."

Conversely, if you try Kay, that's all I cared about.

That's the thing about going around empty, she was always fine. Maybe it was because she was just, like, looking at Wild Auga's ears.

If that's the case, all I can say is that it's really not a good time.

"There are many monsters in this world who look very similar to humans."

Siran with a worrying expression opened his mouth.

Most of them have ear shafts similar to our elves.

Silan touched her softly. Her ears are pointed.

A testament to elves. It is a sign that she is not human.

"Some people slander us because of those facts."

"Oh, I see. So, did Kay have a hypersensitive reaction?"

"That's what happens. If you look at the extreme, we elves are 'rare monsters who speak the language'."

That's all I said, Siran opened his eyes all the time.

"This was a silence. I'm sorry."

A rare monster who speaks words. It's about them, my family.

And I waved unto Shiran, who bowed his head in discipline concerning that which he had called abusive. Silan has something a little too distracting.

"Never mind. I know Silan didn't mean it that way, and it's not Silan who's looking at the elves that way."

There's no way those guys know about my family, and that's just an abomination that easily describes' enemies who exchange revenge on humanity '.

Anyway, it was an unreasonable story.

I don't know what a racist would do if I said that.

In the first place, some "monsters who look very similar to humans" have round ears.

Even Gabella, who is now a quitter, is right.

What makes an exceptional girlfriend a criterion as Arakune, but other monsters with similar physical characteristics exist, albeit in small numbers.

I guess humans who throw heartless words against elves don't even try to look at the inconvenient parts of those claims.

Or maybe, whatever the reason.

Being different from many, including yourself, is creepy.

It's not just about the elves.

For example, cattle breeders wandering south of Count Lawrence territory. Even they hear that their eyes are turned to them as bitches.

It is not surprising that the claim is unreasonable because it is extremely physiological: a sense of rejection of something whose roots are different from yours.

If you try them, if you can make them obsessive, I guess that doesn't matter.

As a result, Kay became very hypersensitive to his physical characteristics.

The essence of the problem is that it is not in the boy's innocent allegations themselves.

When I found out that, I was the one with the wings that wrinkled my eyebrows, but Silan on the other hand was light.

"Whatever, if that's the case, you don't seem to have to worry about it"

"... okay? Kay seems depressed."

I was surprised at Shiran's attitude, which seemed to have pushed him away.

Even though I said tough things, I had a sweet impression of Silan on Kay for some reason. Seeing Kay depressed, I wondered what he would say.

But Siran shook his head to my inquiry.

"I can't do it in the outside world if I'm more depressed to this extent than I was raw as an elf"

Because the words had a real sense of reality, I would say it for a moment.

"... I knew Silan had gotten over that, too?

"In my case, it's a little special."

Looks like he remembered something, and Siran grinned bitterly.

"When I was about that child's delicate age, I meant when I joined the Knights or when my brother died. While I was trying to catch up with my brother, I couldn't afford to care less about my surrounding gaze. If you think about it now, you must have worried the captain..."

By brother, you mean Kay's father?

Did he indeed die fighting at Fort Chile? I had never heard of it in detail, but I could also read from her previous attitude that she was the one who had so much influence on Silan's personality formation.

"Anyway, if he's going to end his life in the village, if he's going to live as a knight, this is what he needs to do."

"Isn't that good enough to give you a voice?

And I ate it down, not because I thought Silan was saying it wrong.

Her opinion is correct. Not wrong.

But the right thing is, sometimes it's hard.

Stay strong on your own.

I know exactly how difficult that is for a mediocre person.

Because I am a weak person myself.

Because of the presence of Lily and the others, I can eat my teeth, whether strong or not.

Siran may not be, but at least, Kay, who is still young, will need someone else.

Silan is the best fit to support you.

That's what I thought, but Siran disagreed.

"For I will not be with you forever"

Siran's voice, saying so, had signs of a northerly wind.

The cold, gushing wind seemed to point more at Silan himself than at Kay.

"Though… you probably won't have to worry so much"

But then it flips, and Siran grins.

It's a warm, happy, sunny smile.

Siran said to me confused as to what made me so happy.

"In the first place, you must have been shocked that I was unintentional about one of today's events and that Takahiro saw me tomorrow."

"To me?

"Because that child seems to have a particular trust in His Highness Takahiro. You didn't really want to see a bad scene tomorrow."

Is that what it is?

For one thing, it's not perfect.

From my eyes, Kay has a strong impression that he misses Kato, and as a friend, he has a friendly impression with Gabella.

When I was unconvinced, Silan turned up his grin.

"Besides, I don't think I need to move."

"... what do you mean?

"Because apparently Takahiro isn't the only one you care about"

At the end of Silan's gaze, who answered, was Lily, who was starting to cook with Kay in front of the pan.

My other companions naturally noticed that the youngest girl was depressed, except for Ayama and Asarina.

While I was preparing dinner, Lily called out to me about what.

Did Miho Mizushima do that, Lily's ability to do housework in general is high there.

When it comes to so-called outdoor-related work like Nojuku, I think the technology needed is different, but it also handles it properly there. I mean, there seemed to be some ground to enjoy those jobs, and lately he was taking the initiative in cooking meals even though he was well staffed.

I was so well driven away that Lily and Kato joined me in a mock fight with Rose, even though they cared about Kay cooking with me.

Rose is replacing his weapon when he previously selected it.

The axe grew larger than before and went from one-handed axe to two-handed axe.

It is a kind of Paul Axe called Valdish.

At the end of the long pattern, there is an unusually large curved blade that crosses more than a third of the pattern, but in the simulated battle with me, the cloth is wrapped after pulling the blade.

In addition to not being as far apart from me as Gabella is, it was a process in case of an accident because of the use of a weapon that was becoming tame.

Rip and flush a blade that can be slapped luxuriously with a shield, and jeopardize the tip of a blade protruding like a spear.

Now Rose is saving his strength and wielding his weapon to expose each and every taught mould, so I haven't yet.

Silan is watching our defenses arm by arm.

She teaches what she realizes without having to cross her sword directly with me.

Though, I seemed a little at ease today.

I know why, so I don't feel like blaming you. I don't know why, it's not as tough and thorough as my mouth.

By the way, in addition to my training with Silan, I also continue to train in action with Gabella, which I turn around early in the morning.

For this reason, at this time of evening, it was common for Gabella to give up on her opponents.

For the record, Gabella can't cook.

With the exception of sewing-related, which is sometimes not very clever, it is likely that it does not attract interest because it does not fundamentally understand the need for cooking.

It's natural if you think about it, but if you have to, she can eat her prey raw.

This is the same thing as quitting. Right, because we lose the appetite of the human group, we usually get it for us.

When dinner was ready, I cut off my training.

After we've all had our meals, study.

Take a lecture from Silan on the magic of this world. This was Kato joining us.

After a while, something a little further away, yellow cheered.

If you look at anything, apparently Rose has brought up a substitute made in part of the trial and error of the example.

It was a simple telescope.

"You can make telescopes."

"The multiplier doesn't seem like a big deal."

When I snapped as I watched Lily observing the moon, she had heard it beforehand from Rose, and Kato, sitting next to her, replied.

Silan adds to this.

"By the way, the lens used was the one I bought when Lord Kanahiko asked me to buy it."

"Exactly, you're not handmade there."

"Yep. Nevertheless, the lens is not as good quality as where Lord Takahiro was, so I'm glad I succeeded"

"Is there a telescope in this world, too?

"Yes. Something that performs well, it's used as military supplies, isn't it? Although it was not often used in Fort Chile because it is a useless long product in a poorly viewed tree sea. I've never had it in my hands either."

"Then why don't Silan join us on that one?

By way of example, the most exciting was Gabella, but Kay seems to enjoy it enough.

I suggested to Silan looking at Kay's side in the face of the guardian.

"You don't have to worry enough about losing your lecture all day."

"Right."

Kato agreed with me.

"... no. Let's not do this now."

Silan waved for the first time.

"This time spent with the family of Lord Takahiro will surely feed that child. There, maybe I'd be better off without you."

"... right"

Somehow, but I felt like I knew what Silan was saying.

For young Kay, interacting with 'different beings' than he is would be something that could change his previous values, his consolidated sense of inferiority.

And interacting with a young man named Kay, even for my family, was supposed to be a good experience.

There, there better be no such thing as me or Silan.

I feel a little lonely, but I guess this also means watching you grow.

I was distracted by something.

……

That was Kato's gaze.

She stared down at Silan as me and Silan watched the Kays.

"What's the matter, Mr. Kato?

"... no. Nothing."

When I asked, Kato took his gaze off Silan and shook his blanket.

"I think it's my mistake..."

Around noon the following day, we set foot on the mountain path.

Give me this far, and I won't be coming after the Empire just like that.

If the chaser was turned from Serratta, it would have caught up to him sooner.

Now, that's unlikely.

Such a decision was reasonable.

… it was true, if only in the pursuit of the Empire.