Seirei no Moribito

"Hey, Brother Hal?

When my sister tries to force me to do something, it's always decided and she releases those words first. Such a voice in a sweet breeze with a slight lean neck.

At that time, I was asked not to be busy, but Harnoyn could not refuse the request.

If you refuse, you are blackmailed and forced to accept, and whispering, you look happy, but your eyes tell the story just as naturally.

Either way, it doesn't change the outcome, but I guess I still snort at something because I feel affectionate in the depths of my heart saying it's not cute.

Even then, I did.

"Hey, Brother Hal?

Slightly leaning his neck as he raised his voice like that in some sweet breeze, he mouths an unscrupulous favor.

Harnoyn made it happen.

I couldn't do that, I didn't want to, but I had a paradoxical thought that I had to kill my sister so she wouldn't suffer any more, and I acted.

Because if you don't save your precious sister, if you don't kill her, that's the only salvation you can give your sister as your brother.

My heart wasn't broken, but I couldn't stand the pain of tightening my chest.

I look at the two bodies in tears, irritating myself just helpless without being able to do anything, and wanting to escape from a reality I can't help.

Yes, that woman has poked such a gap in her heart.

Attract harnoins with skillful discourse where they are weak, and plant a sweet poison to advance on their own and let them take their hands.

I let the devil sell my soul.

I don't regret the result, but I do regret being danced the way that woman thought.

Why, why.

- There are no days when I don't regret what happened back then.

"... Wow, I had a bad dream..."

As evidence of his nightmare, Harnoyn woke up a carefree body after wiping his sweat-wet face with disgust.

Three weeks after the raid.

Though I felt bad about the nightmare I had seen to determine the trauma I had forgotten, I opened the door to take a shower with a change of clothes that I wanted to sweat,

"... Wow, what the hell, this trick"

"That's rude, Brother Hal? What, are you sleeping in love? Want to take another trip to the world of dreams?

Meet up, Lily returns with words and violence as she dislikes this one to Harnoyn, who looked disgusted without having time to indulge.

Without even having the strength to avoid it, Harnoyn coughed as she fell asleep in the big letters with a fist that relentlessly chooses the dovetail,

"... that's terrible, Lily. How dare you treat my dear brother..."

"Does that dear brother look at his sister's face as if he had seen it in garbage?

Lily weighs in on her belly leg this time, and Harnoin hastily retreats as she can't do that.

I did what I deserved, but I still zeroed my sigh without thinking it was terrible,

"... me too, I'm a fine criminal, I just double-checked."

"... Hal, brother"

The word stops Lily's foot as she tries to walk away frightened.

Harnoin looks at the high ceiling as it rolls asleep,

"... resuscitation of the dead, forbidden to create or exercise a surgical ceremony, he's a forbidden technique... Eileen, who resuscitated Emilia, is a fine criminal, indirectly involved in the resuscitation of the two of us, and I'm a criminal, too"

Asbel, who lost her life herself to fulfill Lily's wish, and Lily, who died just as she asked me to kill her to follow him.

Indeed, the two of them were unquestionably dead.

It is a mistake that those two are alive.

But Harnoin is the only one who feels contradicted by the fact that they're alive, and who knows the truth that they were dead.

But if he kept his mouth shut, they wouldn't have died in the first place.

So Harnoyn did.

He hid the bodies of Asbel and Lily and kept them out of the news, joining the search for them with no food on their faces.

Didn't expect the killer to be cooperating in the search, The Knights of the King's Capital ended up finding no clue whatsoever, and the massive search was dismantled with no news.

And Harnoyn enlisted in the "Knights of the King's Capital" to escape from that house.

No one, no one, unnaturally unaware of his actions. That's how the years went by.

"Nothing, I don't regret the fact that you two are alive... it's just that what I did was do in the same line as Commissioner Kazaki... and I don't have the right to denounce them."

"... Brother Hal..."

"... well, I don't want to die, so I'll take this secret all my life to the grave."

Harnoin, who laughs and waves at the energy weather as he stands up, cutting off heavy air,

"I'm sorry, Lily. I didn't even think about it a little bit too much, and I accidentally appeared on my face ~"

In contrast, Lily also smiled back to try to change the subject again,

"Yeah, it's nothing - Brother Hal. 'Cause I did the right thing."

"... ahahahahahahahaha..."

A harnoyne with a dry laugh at the beatings she receives.

He was in a hurry to evacuate if he didn't suffer any further damage.

"Hmmm......"

Half a day from such a morning's act, Harnoin was roaring with his head in the office now assigned to the "Fifth Division”.

The ex-post handling of the raids did come to a close, but there remains a great deal to be done about the Eileen capture and the 'Elves'.

The case that Harnoyn was in charge of was "about the important reference person in this raid," that is, her beloved sisters Lily and Asbel, and she was thinking about what to do with the report.

(I can't be stupid and honest, and the statement that contradicts the report of the lie is NG... or did you turn the case around knowing that I was there in the first place? Who the hell... Wow, sister, I knew it. I still suspect I'm chewing one...)

While roaring at the confirmed material and making a weird face, Harnoyn sighs out a sigh of worry about what to do.

There, Claire, who seemed a little calm in causation, passed by and opened her eyes to surprise as if she had witnessed a natural mutation in the world.

"... Ensign Goldie, did you eat anything weird...?

"... Wow, that's so rude, Deputy Claire. I have one or two problems, too."

There are quite a few other things that that she did to me, and that I could only save her by killing Lily.

I understand that it is rare for you to be in good shape and constantly grin, but Harnoyn complains that you will be plain hurt if you react that way in front of a boulder,

"... in that case, Ensign Goldie had a personal question to ask."

Deputy Claire wants to ask me something? That's unusual, too - what the hell? Are you like the captain or something?

"Are you dying, Ensign Goldie?

"... no, just kidding, don't stare at me ~, pretty scary Death"

As if it were a feeling of prey thrown into a herd of beasts, Harnoyn sank clouding the ground saying it was a joke to the point of genuine intent to kill,

"It's about the cute little brothers and sisters of yours."

Soon after, Harnoyn regretted that he should have kept it vague.

Following the morning nightmare, Harnoyn sighed quietly on the afternoon trauma-changing inquiry and the troubled day of stepping on or kicking,

"... if you're Deputy Claire, aren't you bright on our family situation?

In a silent reminder that she might be able to speculate on it, Claire returns with a slight lurch of eyebrows and an affirmation.

"Yeah, the approximate change is. But there are things I still don't understand."

"... I only have a bad feeling about it, go ahead"

"Isn't it too much for harassment?

"... it's power and finances that make it possible, and a sweet, stupid pig father to his daughter,"

Apparently, Harnoyn, who understands he has to explain that incident from scratch, is forced to pull that event out of the bottom of his memory, which he doesn't even like to recall, and proceeds to write a report that he left unattended by his side.

Speaking to some hassle was an easier means for Harnoyn today.

"... the ex-wife of the political marriage, the brother of the trail and the sister-in-law of the Lieutenant Colonel are the children, me and my sister's mother, the children of an unidentified mistress, who were duly satisfied by the late wife in pursuit of the property of their pig father, Lily. Um, five brothers in total... so it was a natural home environment. My pig father raised the fever on his mother and drowned his child, me and my sister... I'm still decent with my brother and sister's candy and whip, but my sister feels like a typical villain warrant... and I'm with a mother who doesn't like Lily, her mistress's child, and I'm lily... yes, that's why I was being harsh."

I am a tyrant with all my might, a stupid sister who mistakenly thinks the world revolves around herself and a mother who loves to make luxury and mistress.

Lily, the humble girl who showed up there, was a great slave.

"The nature of a shady, shady woman is a feud that pushed him forward... I'll skip the details, but, well, Lily doesn't have a place. She's treated worse than a servant on top, and there... what was it..."

"Are you talking about a political marriage to gain a political connection between the Earls of Ethel and Baron Goldie?

"Yes, that's it. Let's do something about the falling house, I mean, with his ugly ambitions up his chest. Father Pig took the story of a political marriage and there stood an arrow of white feathers..."

"You were Lily Goldie, the third woman."

Everyone will find out later.

Lily, who became my fiancée, and Asbel, the next Earl, were in a great rapprochement, compassion no matter who saw it.

For Lily, Asbell was an important being and an ally who would never betray herself, and Asbell had also pledged Lily her future as the future Countess.

It was my engagement story with my second daughter that tried to break it.

It was the beginning of it all, the cause.

"Eh, Deputy Claire is talking about her engagement to her second daughter..."

"I know. But it disappeared without leaving the rumor because of the disappearance of the next owner...?

"It seems like that's what the world says, but that was true. My pig father, who wanted to strengthen his relationship as soon as possible, couldn't wait for just a few years, just a few years... so he asked me to re-engage his second daughter and Lily failed to kill such a pig father... that, didn't the captain tell you?

…… What the hell...?

In the memory I was thinking back as I spoke, at the time of the raid, Harnoyn told Lynn a pretty serious truth that wrapped around Lily and Asbel with the intent of buying some obvious time.

It was a story that other members of the group and Schneidel, who were confused by Lynn's attacks, were also listening firmly.

(... that? Did I tell you anything that would contradict the rush? He was talking about something he shouldn't know...?

Now I realize how much it jeopardized my position. Harnoyn faded one person, but I wondered if it had been reported to Claire's pure questioning face,

(Oh, the captain forgot about that because the 'Elves' were so full of heads)

And if you look at the absence of any other reports, the other members whose consciousness was hazy are too hazy to completely forget.

She had a hairy hair and a connected neck.

"... hey, it was dangerous"

"... Did you say something?

"No, I'm talking about you, Deputy Claire."

We will continue the conversation while selecting information so that Harnoyn Goldie doesn't tell us what she doesn't know.

"... So, what was it?

"... because Lily Goldie failed to kill Baron Goldie."

"Oh, I was"

shivering his spine at Claire's squeaky expression with a slightly cooled eye.

"Uh... this engagement story was the result of a foolish sister secretly falling in love with you, who was brilliant, brilliant and brilliant, and forced her pig father to bite one to take it from Lily, and Lily found out that she acted to keep Asbel from taking you from her pig father. Well, I failed and the plan became more and more realistic..."

"But it was never transferred to execution... the disappearance of the next Lord and her disappearance, is it a rush off, what...?

"... no, no, we can't just run off in each other's shoes. Whatever Lily is, Asbel, you're in the next position of responsibility in the Count's family, aren't you? Because I understood that, the two of you..."

He eventually chose to die.

Of course, I can't tell you that, so once someone remembers that time, I'll tell them a lie.

"... this wonderful brother, I asked him to meet me before they disappeared."

I mean, are you the killer?

"Please stop - Lord Deputy Claire. If this gets into your sister's ear, she'll kill you."

It has nothing to do with confession or wrongdoing, and they send him to the execution bench in one shot.

Imagine rubbing your arm that caused your goosebumps to stand unintentionally.

"I'm not going to eavesdrop on the boulder for a conversation, so I don't know what the deal was... well, it's about Lily, so I guess you said something like," I don't want to give it to anyone... "So maybe you tried to fulfill that wish, Asbel. That's..."

"... from the blood trail over the lethal amount left in Asbel Ethel's private room, is it suicide?"

"... the ultimate means of getting them is to kill them. Lily, who was incarcerated in the mansion, naturally couldn't go to kill him, so I guess you went yourself, Asbel. Oh, but I don't know why he's alive, do I? Nobody even knows if he was dead in the first place, and while he was flustered, Lily disappeared... and it was the right place to meet again."

Only the last word was true.

While he was about to be imprisoned in a distant past, he praised his shoulders with a trick that set him aside to shake it off,

"If you say hang up, maybe it's a stupid pillaging love plan for your stupid sister. That was the hang-up, and they disappeared from before me... and I couldn't take it back."

"... right, yeah, right. Your explanation is that Tsujitsu is agreeable."

Claire floated a suspicious colour behind her eyes that was not alarming,

"Most of all, that doesn't prove you're not lying,"

"... if you want to doubt it, do as you please. The truth is that we only know who we are, so I want you to convince me to go home."

"... Do you know what works best to strip your conditioner of his mask?

"Shame on you?

"... to expose lies."

With a thin, abusive grin, Claire glanced at Harnoyn,

"I look forward to seeing what you do in front of your exposed lies... Ensign Harnoyn Goldie"

After a final courtesy, Claire took the materials and left the scene behind.

"... reveal lies, or..."

Harnoyn was convinced, after all, that she was discerning what she was lying about, and she smiled halfway into the universe like she was in trouble.

"... if it's something to expose, why don't you expose it, sister?

He utters those words with a giggle full of room and confidence that there is absolutely no way to expose them, and then Harnoyn turns again to the report.

"- Don't you want to sell your soul to the devil?

Past the back of the brain is the face spinning by the red lips of a beautiful poisonous flower-like woman who showed brilliant success in resuscitating the dead, called impossible.

"Pay the equivalent and give me everything"

The glossy woman laughed at herself for not listening to Hernoin's reply or anything, but acting on her own from the beginning that it had nothing to do with Hernoin's will or anything else, taking away the "something” that was most important to Hernoin.

"You're gonna do everything you can for me until the moment I die, right?

What I regret is that I couldn't stop the violence of the queen of the night as if darkness had descended.

Something that prevented Lily and Asbell from sleeping forever and didn't even want to stop trying to stop it.

And that I don't hate that woman.

"... I will never, ever expose you"

The only person who knows the truth is Harnoyn.

As long as the person at that time has forgotten the truth, no one will expose his lies.

If you want to strip off your floating grin, you can bring that woman in front of you.

But that's impossible.

"… now, do you want to finish the report"

Harnoyn thought his spirit was stable only when he knew his advantage was unwavering, and took the material to write down the forged contents of the report he thought about as he spoke,

"... give Ensign Harnoyn Goldie a surveillance assignment... eh?

Harnoyn, who now realizes the order he had been issued a week earlier, was sighing a defeat he was not sure he had more to do, apparently.