Seirei no Moribito

"... are you stupid, you are"

"Oh, my God, I'm not gonna do that."

The most cursed mercenary Cain, who in some ways would be convinced of the opening, looked at the obstacle that stood in front of him with back-to-back difficulty with the tone of condemnation.

The three men, who had made a secret covenant with Harnoyn and first escaped the Wang Capital with great care so that no one could find them, were waiting for reinforcements to arrive in the forests inhabited by high-ranking demons off the streets.

but

"Calling in new food with food, would setting a trap be the most effective way to do that?

"Isn't it just a waste of time to be eaten away with the food you set in that trap?

As there was spring water nearby, the problem was food.

Fortunately, there was no longer any danger of starving to death because of the large quantities of nuts and weeds that could be eaten, but I woke up gradually. The word that Elise and Cain wanted meat made it a decision.

Using raw meat as bait, set up a simple trap made of wood sticks and rope, then just wait for the prey to hang on the trap.

Yeah, it was supposed to be an easy watch to wait for.

"I was too free to stand the drowsiness to stay asleep, and when I woke up, the traps were scattered by demons, and... are you still stupid, what are you?

"... I have no objection to the boulder... and I'm going to make an unfortunate report to Miss Elise."

"You deserve it, Mr. Cain."

Ning Lo, he sighs quietly and returns his heels that it would be better if there was just a life.

After that, Cain chased him off somewhere wondering if he had any choice.

In the darkness when the sun had completely set, Elise was stripping her shell hard, relying on the lights illuminated by the burning fire.

"Mmm... after all, this kind of fine work is not for me ~, seniors ~"

"So stop using“ magic. "Suspicious."

Although there is little movement of people, and the demons that attack people travel in the dark woods, if you use "magic" flashly, people will know how many are off the streets.

If that brings people together, there's no point in them struggling and hiding.

"I know that ~ … just because of my clumsiness ~ do you say that I get a little depressed ~ …"

"Miss Elise, there is something about people being unsuitable. In Miss Elise's case, that extraordinary skill must be the other way around."

"I don't want Cain to tell me that I fell asleep on the way to watch... Cheng Cheng, right?"

"... for no reason at all."

Beside the chatter with no other love, Elise looks up at the starry sky as she devours the wreckage of her shell, which she has finally stripped off.

"... Tomorrow, it's going to rain."

"Oh, the technique of predicting the weather with astrology, Miss Elise. I ended up only remembering halfway through... you know, the big, shining star is the reference point?

"Yes, assuming that star is today, the stars on the left and the red stars on the right are just a little cloudy, right? If it's cloudy, tomorrow is rain. If it's usually shining, it's sunny. If you look at the stars clockwise, you can see the weather and its date and time."

"I mean, the day after tomorrow with rain... will it be sunny in a week"

"On boulders, the weather forecast often goes off in a week's time - but it's a great way to schedule your trip, Mr. Cain."

He starts glancing at the letter that just arrived via a message dove, shaking his head like a shudder, looking at it with some chilled eye, as the two of us thrive on what they don't think is wild accommodation.

This plan to recapture the "Spirit's Beloved" failed, commensurate with the unexpected happening of the "Guardian” raid. For the "Elves," who didn't necessarily think they could put in a cross spear that was too big, though things didn't necessarily go as planned, there was too much difference in power to hit the regular with a small number of them.

Elise, who is strong in ambushes and covert but weak in comparison to power, and him, who does not take a pull if he brainstorms, but whose fighting power is precisely the same as that of a mediocre "protector”.

There was no chance of winning, but there were two "guardians of the Spirit Tree", and the protection of the boys and girls who were about to be considered "tributes” failed.

To ambush the Wang Du Knights, whose security had been made more stringent by the influence, they called for backup when they put certainty on the boulder, even if they had put in the presence of a mercenary caine who had been hired rapidly to occasionally stay at the scene.

While reading the letter in which that reply is written,

"... when those two are coming to reinforcements... no, I wanted at least the other one, but I had no choice... then this is how the route is bypassed..."

explore and write down simple maps and intrusion routes on the ground with wooden bars,

"Ah, seniors, I don't think we can probably use this place to get in. Surprisingly, there are many people on the street, and it's a structure that's susceptible to obstacles and surprise attacks."

Elise speaks differently to the plot of the ground on her eyes.

"... I wonder why you know about it... but still, it doesn't work as mapped. So how about this route?

"Uh-huh... no difficulty, I think. From what I've seen, it's not important, but it's not forgotten, it's normal, mediocre, and the next time or so, it felt like a way in to come up with something."

"... Outreach, you don't have many gaps"

"Even if it rots, it is the general headquarters of the Knights of the King's Capital."

Elise narrowed her eyes like a cat and stretched out,

"... sleepy, so don't wake me until my watch turn comes. Good night, then."

"Good night, Miss Elise"

Wrapped in a blanket made of smooth fur, Elise travels to the world of her dreams, resting in her sleep after few minutes.

Cain speaks of her like that to him, thinking that she should still sleep, thinking of a way into the 'Knights of the King's Capital' with bumps and solitude.

"Have you decided?

"... Now, here's the thing... ha, no... that's harder than I expected"

He sighed quietly with a worried look,

"When my vigilance broke, I aimed for a match, and at first I thought..."

"In addition to remaining more vigilant than I thought, the female jewel returning from the expedition, and the chief of the knighthood, is an unexpected obstacle, is it?

"... unfortunately"

in a throwing manner. He extinguished the painting he had written down on the ground and threw the branches of the tree into the burning fire,

"At the very least, with internal guidance, we can remove some of the difficulties..."

"... the collaborators who guided us to the Knights were unknown in that raid,"

"Perhaps he went back to where he was. In case of imminent danger to ourselves, we will not hesitate to renounce it… because it was a cooperative relationship that we were forced to attach under that condition"

"Ha... me and you can't go as far as you think."

Now we both sigh.

For the time being, silence covered between the two of them,

"... a barren feud"

Second, he whines as if to tell himself.

"... stop the human race and spend hundreds of years fighting the Spirit Tree... so the changes we've made to the world are no more... the chief and the shrine are gone... it's really a barren fight, what we're doing"

to a regrettable, penitent monologue,

"... but you won't stop fighting... will you?

"... yes... we and the" Spirit Tree "... no, the" Elves "or“ Protectors "will not end the feud until one of them is eradicated."

He said the barren contention was that no one was going to end it.

I won't give up until this life burns out.

They lived far too long to fold the centuries-old moon and despair that they were prepared to carry on for hundreds of years. I don't give up, I can't.

Waste of pride didn't allow it.

"... sure, it could be a barren feud"

Cain wonders how “she” would have lived up to such a curse as the fate imposed on them by the Elves.

Strong, noble, uncompromising “she".

He continued to live until hundreds of years felt like just between blinks, and at the end of the day he moved and died with emotions, like a child with eclampsia.

What did such a "girlfriend" think and what did she think before the curse she carried on her back?

"... does returning to childhood signify that?"

"... what is it?

"... no, let's keep this a secret between me and -" me ”and“ her ""

to him tilting his neck, Cain laughed invincibly,

"I want to keep it a secret. I wish only“ I "knew what I couldn't imagine from my usual“ girlfriend "… yes, the exclusive greed and jealousy of a still immature child,"

"... indeed, from me or Elise, Mr. Cain is a child..."

He glances at his shoulder as if he were frightened.

"You don't understand, even after hundreds of years. Love is love, love affections can corrupt human beings, but sometimes they can be enormous courage… burning is a precise expression."

"Don't you have someone like that? The kind of person with a dangerous emotion who thinks you can throw everything away."

"... hateful, because I'm not the kind of person that depends on such uncertain emotions"

"Can vengeance or hatred also be described as a splendidly uncertain emotion?

"... well, there's a point..."

Argued, he snorts reluctantly.

Take out your pocket watch so you can escape and check the time,

"... which one will be on the lookout first?

"Okay, let's get you to bed first. Three hours, okay?

"I don't mind five hours. I still have things to do."

"Well... now if you'll excuse me"

With him on his ass taking the tree branches again and rethinking the plan, leaning against an affordable tree, Cain wrapped his blanket around it before closing his eyes.

That's the first thing that comes to mind about her.

, and.

To this feeling of “her” voice past the back of her brain and her gushing words,

(... I still smell blue, too)

Though overwhelmingly inferior to them, Cain, still living his years not short compared to humans, fell asleep quietly, grinning at childish love.

, and.

After all, “her” voice, which is just behind her brain, was also very comfortable as a lullaby.