Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

As the carriage progressed, both me and Jinlin were used to its shaking far more than going.

Even so, Jinlin is not used to this because he is in a drunken physique in a carriage, but Pravda was buying an anti-drunken in town and he was giving it to me before he left.

He finally gave it to me, too, but I'm perfectly fine, so it might not have made sense.

It was very bitter and it tasted painful to drink, but Jinlin didn't like the drunkenness in the carriage.

Either that side effect, or after a while talking about Pravda and the fairy Fairy, both me and Jinlin were getting heavier eyelids.

I remember thinking that before I did drink it, I might get a little sleepy because I was talking about it.

I could have countered that drowsiness, but I wouldn't have had any problems where I slept otherwise.

My mother and Pravda are awake... even to sleep.

That's what I thought, I fell straight into the world of sleep without countering that drowsiness.

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- Dogon!!

How long after I fell asleep, I woke up to the sound and shock.

I was amazed at the feeling that my body floated in the universe and that it had changed up and down dramatically again.

I couldn't afford to look around, but that's a strange time.

I can clearly see fruits floating up in the air, grass shapes, that sort of thing, and I still remember it.

It looks like it could be painted.

Time was moving slowly...... I just felt horrible, like my impatience was coming after me from behind.

What happened.

Perhaps when I realized that the carriage had been rolled over, the luggage in the carriage had collapsed into a mess.

Looks like I hit my body a lot with a wooden frame in a carriage or a crate that was packed.

There was severe pain running all over my body as tightly as I could move.

But first... I thought I wouldn't see what happened to everyone else, so I looked around.

In the meantime, from Jinlin......

My father, my mother, and Pravda were people who didn't seem to die for me at the time, but only Jinlin was different.

One day, I was a girl who was going to be gone, and in a way, there was something at stake, so that's when I got extra worried.

So, I looked for it, and I found it.

I was underneath the crate and the luggage, but I took a good breath and fell down.

"Ugh... Len, T..."

With such a groan.

But fortunately, it didn't seem like something that heavy was in there, and even I, the kid, if I worked hard, would have let whatever was on it go away.

Of course, it didn't work out intact, but it still seemed like I could manage to get up.

"Jinlin! It's okay!? Can you walk?

I asked him so early, even as he was sweating cold.

"... yeah. Go. What about my uncle, my aunt and my wife...?

I've never been conscious of that before.

It's not that I forgot, but that there was consciousness about why the three of them didn't come looking for us.

'Cause it would be weird.

We were kids, and I knew the adults were always worried.

The carriage will roll over, what a big accident, they'll come looking for it first, won't they?

It doesn't mean the distance is away.

Instead, just look around the carriage.

Yet you don't come looking for...

That's crazy, right?

Realizing that made me nervous.

Extremely.

Jinlin was the same and looked anxious.

So, when I couldn't stay or not, I heard the roar in front of the rolling carriage.

When I looked that way in surprise, there was a fire column standing.

At the time, I didn't know what the hell that was.

But Jinlin,

"... magic!?

That's what I said, I ran out toward the fire pillar.

I rushed after it... so I ran a little and was surprised by what got into my eyes, both me and Jinlin.

That's... I don't know.

I can't describe it well, but it was disastrous anyway.

Looked like a big silver wolf.

However, his eyes were running bloody and he had the look of destroying everything, and around that big body, a black, evil aura was shaking all wrapped up.

I suppose you mean the righteousness of destruction, the apostle of the demonic kingdom.

There was a presence there that made me want to metaphor in those words.

And before his eyes, Pravda stood with his staff.

She was the one who used magic.

I didn't know I could use it, but you knew Jinlin, my grandson.

Maybe he was being taught.

as force in times of need.

Pravda like that must have noticed signs of me and Jinlin.

Looking back,

"... you guys!? You're alive! Then run! This demon, I..."

... That was your last word.

Soon, from Pravda's back, there was a wolf's claw.

Guru, and blood was spit out of Pravda's mouth, and gradually the glow was lost from his eyes.

... dead.

Pravda is dead.

Whatever the wreckage of a person, it was the first time I had ever seen a person die in the present.

I can't think of anything anymore, my head turns white... so.

I had to run, I thought.

Anyway, I have to run.

I grabbed Jinlin's hand, which was stopping the same way, trying to distance myself from the wolf anyway, and ran.

"Lent!? Lent, your wife..."

Jinlin screamed with a voice that seemed to lose some emotion and still tried to scream.

Of course, I knew what I was trying to say.

But Pravda is dead.

We have to survive.

So I have to run.

That was just it.

Jinlin went on.

"Your father and mother..."

I guess you wanted to say that you should be somewhere.

Jinlin was probably a lot more confused than me.

In this situation.

So I guess I didn't see it.

At the foot of the wolf, the bodies of fallen men and women.

I can see it clearly.

Yeah, he said we're the only ones left alive.

Because I was so sure...

Was it a flimsy affair, I guess.

I feel the inability to move over there was a normal human reaction.

Because Jinlin was like that now.

But... but.

I couldn't let Jinlin die...