Seirei no Moribito

For the girl, "Spirit Tree” was “everything”.

It was a wealthy family there. His father was an official, his mother had a lecturer, a brother and sister, and a servant.

It was a happy life. In a privileged environment, growing up with love.

But for the girl, that life was unsatisfactory.

One day, his father became a sinner. He was wronged and executed with resistance.

The mother killed herself madly. My brother was killed after the fact in an attempt to offend my sister, who was in return for trying to kill a girl who was my sister.

Soon the usual routine collapsed. But the girl had no obsession with such objects or other shards, and no tears came out of the death of a family she should have had a dear love for.

I was scared of myself.

The girl who lost her place started wandering. A pointless, tiny thing you just can't go to.

As the girl goes first, misfortune occurs as if she were guided by destiny.

People died, villages perished, diseases spread, and girls became known only as plague gods.

Still, the girl couldn't cry. Afraid of myself, with no nameless emotions, I met him.

Fall of the Twelve. There was no point in living, but I couldn't find a purpose to die, and I stumbled across a place where I rode a carriage as I continued to travel around the place.

'You don't have any body. I can't believe a still young child like you lives with such a vain eye'

A black, bottomless abyss, as if assimilated to darkness. The girl, who feels as if she is being seen through everything, stares at the outstretched hand.

'What do you say? Why don't you serve the Spirit Tree in search of meaning to live?

I had a creepy but blind grin that attracted people, and yes, the woman said.

The girl learned the name of her emotions for the first time then.

(oh...... yes or yes)

to such a look, combining beauty as complete as a crop and pasting a unique demonic,

(Beautiful, right...)

Enchanted.

I thought she was beautiful, living with her own convictions. And you want to know why.

I lay my hand on the hand the woman reached out, and meditated my eyes as surprised but comfortable by its cold.

(Oh. Now I can finally “live." Finally, finally... I can, "live")

The girl grinned in relief and vowed allegiance.

No more people will die where she goes. I am never called a plague god. There is no violence from people or abandonment by anyone.

Because the woman in front of me doesn't have such roughly “human” thoughts.

I'm sure I won't “throw it away” while the girl is competent.

The girl notices the “heterogeneity” of this woman not long after she encounters her, and still won't let go of her hand.

If you take this hand and go with it, the girl will cease to be a "human” even if you find the point of living. But still, I didn't mind.

(No more... I don't like enduring loneliness... I didn't want to live a meaningless life...)

The girl was afraid to be alone. I didn't want to live or die, but I was afraid to be thrown out of people's circles.

The girl was frightened by the fear of loneliness.

That's why I didn't think of anything then.

Because my family didn't save the girl from loneliness, so I didn't cry or anything.

I had a love affair. However, it is just an accessory (optional) that forms on top of the usage relationship.

From the beginning, the girl was empty.

That's why I decided to follow her.

(... but what the hell is a "Spirit Tree"... no, it doesn't matter to me... I just don't want to be alone... yes, that's all I need)

Originally, I wasn't even human.

As a result, the girl was to live as a "wind discipline commissioner" under “Spirit Tree”.

The life was very warm and comfortable. - Kill all who defy the Spirit Tree, and the Spirit Tree is the true God. The girl fell in love with such complaining. I wanted to dedicate my whole life to the "Spirit Tree” that acts with something I don't have.

I wanted and resolved to preserve the majesty and pride of the Spirit Tree, the strong and beautiful one, this joy recognized by man for the first time.

"I am - reincarnated into the" Guardian of the Spirit Tree ”. And protect the Spirit Tree with him.

So the girl came to 'Merlin, the king's capital'. To achieve only reincarnation, and at the same time to dive into the Second Educator's Gate Middle Department of Wangdu as a spy.

The entrance exam was excellent.

There were no problems at all with the written exam, and the sword dance performed in the practical exam was more beautiful and beautiful than anyone else.

No doubt, the girl was supposed to pass as chairman - yes, until I saw that boy.

He was a boy with rare ethereal eyes in tea-based hair specific to ethnic groups living in the West. But the atmosphere that the boy emits creates closeness and difficulty,

(... what is that?

Everyone who was on the spot was fascinated by the "sword wave” that the boy did as a practical exam.

I just pull out the knife and stick it in front of the examiner. That's all, but I felt something in the sword and couldn't move.

Thoughts are stronger and more beautiful than the girl's, and then she snorts, and if she touches it, it's likely to break. But it's a solid core weight. that the inconsistent late discomfort

"... Ki, Lei..."

Overlapping that one's grin, nature and the girl were squealing like that.

The girl was unable to move to that beauty that made her feel lost and still not mind.

And it was that boy who passed as chairman.

A boy from the West, named 'Irene'. Repeat his name again and again,

(... lose, I don't want to. Lose, something...!

For the first time, the girl held “jealousy”. I thought the girl didn't want to lose that attitude to the sword moves that that boy showed her, to the thin thread-like killings that strained her to the limit, that she didn't care about anyone.

As such, the girl put more effort into it than ever before.

Encouraged me to study, waved my sword, and cared about my appearance in order to be worthy of the Spirit Tree.

Even his personality taught him to pay attention to each and every one of his words and actions, and he continued to follow that back desperately trying to outrun 'Eileen'.

But whenever she does, she's second.

Interpretation, it's just a replacement for the boy.

For the first time since I was born into that fact, I wept, regretting and working harder.

I had beans in my hands, and even the neighborhood got so bad that I couldn't hide them, I was in a hurry when I didn't have enough time.

But the girl didn't despair or anything.

I keep losing now, but I will definitely outrun him one day. I had absolute confidence in myself like that, and I believed it and didn't doubt it.

Yet that one's gaze was not for the girl.

I've noticed that, I've been noticed.

Stunned by the fact, the emotions I'd always forgotten snapped my neck and dropped the girl's heart into a bottomless abyss. Guru and negative emotions dominated my mind, and every time with this sword my hand shook that boy's heart, hitting him with feelings of no place to go.

If I hadn't, I would have gone crazy.

No matter what you do, no matter how hard you try, the girl has learned how sad it doesn't pay off.

The only one in the world, all of himself.

The world is crumbling. I can even hear such a fantasy.

'... will I, again... be alone...?

The girl is no longer needed for that one. If that happens, the girl will be alone again.

'No, I don't... I don't like that...!

So she made up her mind.

Trying to kill that boy to protect the world.

From the day she decided to do so, the girl did not try to leave beside the boy. I peered into the boy's gap, explored his weaknesses, and even looked up what he was here for. At the same time, I tried to strengthen myself. Just build up your workouts and encourage your mission as the superior officer of the "Wind Discipline Commissioner" - today, the time has finally come.

If you kill him and let the girl know he's more competent - again, you'll put him aside. I'll never taste that solitude again. Yes, you just have to kill him.

Rin stretched her spine and tried to leave. With that luxurious back hanging, the girl waved her knife down.

It would be interesting to have your heart pounded out of your back, but that doesn't clear up your depression.

Most importantly, isn't it clogged?

We need to give this fool, who threatens the girl's world and tries to make her a deceased, the punishment she deserves.

I couldn't have missed that opportunity.

I kept attacking him unilaterally and thought I could win.

Fatal injuries have been inflicted, not even a decent counterattack.

I could, I was so sure.

'- Me, don't... taste it!

But I couldn't break the offense.

Because I remember that in my eyes.

Staring at the girl, hateful eyes. The dark, deep darkness of the boy, never seen before, had the same beauty as that one that was floating around at that time.

I fell unconsciously in love with that eye.

Girl's don't have it, an obsession you can call faith.

More resurrected than hell. The grievances of the dead. That expression suited me well. It was killer.

(Oh - my God, it's beautiful)

Allow me to fight back with that gap that I fell in love with for just a moment,

"- Stop, Lynn!! Senior Rose!!"

I saw the same thing in my little junior's eyes.

She was desperately reaching out to protect even the girl who only saw her as a pawn worth using.

She was never ignorant, just pretending to be ignorant. Ning Ro, I'd say you were smart.

I should have noticed the girl's gaze, but I still try to protect her, to that belief,

(... really, you're beautiful)

He was reminded that he was no match, and the girl admitted.

It was impossible to beat these two from the start.

I just watch 'Irene' try to act to dispel the girl's witchcraft.

I could have had my junior assaulted, but I didn't do that.

The frustrating junior rushed first as the boy tried to fall, and remained beside him even when he was rejected.

(... I wish I had done that, too)

I just had to make the choice of staying, even if his gaze wasn't right for the girl, or if he refused.

From start to finish, the only place for a girl is beside her.

Xing woke up, but she couldn't pull back now, and the girl turned her knife again.

While recalling that the boy found out he was the same “wind discipline commissioner” after his first mock fight.

The girl alone was judged to be powerless, and 'Irene' was sent in at the same time, and reminded of the difference in strength.

Since then, the girl may have been imprisoned. To a dream story where the world is threatened and about to collapse. With a sense of homosexuality, I learned homosexual disgust and became scared by the illusion that the end of the boy's life was my future.

So I guess he tried to kill the boy not to look ahead.

Oh, what a stupid clown. Kill me and throw it away.

That sounds interesting again, too, and I guess it's crap.

Though I thought so, at the same time the girl wanted to try to fight.

I wanted to see the most beautiful and radiant moment of a boy I could not cross even if I wanted to.

The woman named Iselia was all about the girl, and at the same time the world itself for the girl.

A bouquet of bright red roses and empty fantasies hungry for passion and affection.

"Rose Marie" under the name of "Rose” flower and the girl named “Marie” representing such a girl, that's the new name of the girl I received from that one, a sign of determination.

"…" I will devote myself to you, Dear Iselia "

Like a knight's ritual, Rose swore allegiance to Iselia with his sword on his throat.