Seirei no Moribito

"Look, you haven't been far yet!

To that voice looking for herself, Harnoyn, whose right shoulder was defiled with blood, realized the limits.

(Oh, so much for my life, too)

Hahnoin, thrown to the wall by Schneidel, escaped desperately.

I managed to hide temporarily from the eyes of my former colleagues by masterfully manipulating the only defense "technique" that I could use “spiritual arts," but it is only a matter of time before I find it if the "1st Division” and “2nd Division", not to mention the "5th Division” who are familiar with me, raise their total strength.

In the meantime, all I could do was send a signal to hand over the "Spirit Beloved" taken out of the basement to the "Elves" as promised.

"Oh, brother... Um, are you okay...?

His breath was rough, and he bled out of his head to look like an obviously pale harnoin, and the young child burned his clothes worthwhile looking after him, trying to make his white face even bluer, but desperately and just stop the bleeding,

"... I'm sorry, Red. My lack of strength puts me in danger until you."

"... yeah, that's not true... it is. Because thanks to your brother, I...!

Save tears to the limit in both eyes, before a child who is about to cry out now utters words.

- That sounds terrible.

One boy stood in front of the Harnoines at some point while his consciousness only flew away for a moment.

The first thing that catches your eye are the two knives raised on your hips and their colors. Deeper and darker than night, the pitch-black creates a mystery that conflicts with the calamity of sucking everything into darkness,

"... oh, shit..."

The boy with a mask representing an animal on his hair with similar colors eloquently told the story of being an 'elf tribe'.

I didn't even have room for the earliest light slap, but the only thing I could do was mouth the irony. While Harnoin grinned powerlessly,

"You're an Elf, aren't you? Then our situation... all of it, you know, I just wanted you to come, you know... you guys are more incompetent than I thought?

"... How dare you, well, that's something you can slap wasted. I don't know, you."

"Thank you... I couldn't have done it without..."

I thought I'd shake my hand lightly, but I laugh inside that I can't do this because I'm powerless at all.

Knowing or not the inside of such a harnoin, the boy anxiously glanced at the child grabbing the harnoin's clothes,

"... you are, without a doubt, a“ spiritual lover ”. The spirits seem anxious."

"... oh, um... brother, ha..."

"... bad. I can't use healing. I can't heal or protect people. All I can do is get rid of the obstacles that get in front of me."

In the dark, the child, who had begun to tear his head away, shook his head at the boy telling him to give up about Harnoyn.

"Yes, no... I want to help my brother... because he took me out to the outside world... and he helped me! So..."

"... Ha ha... I didn't do anything that big..."

I accidentally smile bitterly at a child who blindly admires harnoin just because he saved me from that hell.

Harnoin lifts his left hand desperately as he tells him it's his last job, quietly putting it over his head, thinking this may have been a more troublesome job than he thought.

I couldn't squeeze enough energy to just stroke it, so I really just put it down though.

"... you know, you... people who only move on the profit and loss account have been touched in the outside world. Even me, it's just for you and Lily, it doesn't matter what your will is. If I refused, I'd just be forced to take you out, and I'm not your benefactor or anything. You're so desperate... you shouldn't trust people so easily because you're going to have more trouble ahead of you, seriously."

"... that, but..."

"... Oh, yes, yes. Well, that's fine because it's a hassle. I mean, it's like some kind of lifelong breakup with me, but I'm just trying a little hard, and I'm not gonna die yet, okay? The Elves may have broken their promise, and there are many things left to do..."

So go on with the words,

"If you want to repay me, you just have to help me get back out. At that time, I'm going to use you... and by then, you'll know it's more like a situation because you won't be innocent of boulders... right? If you know what I mean, I'll just go. If you were here, you'd be stuck."

Smile with the utmost laughter and replace it with a farewell.

It was a seemingly unwieldy word from Harnoyn, who was not a bad man enough to truncate.

The kid still didn't change his crying face, but he understood or nodded and then slowly let go of his clothes hem.

"... you know, brother..."

"Hmm? Anything yet?

"... can I ask you your name, please?

"... the people around you would have called me, but, well, okay. Ex-Division 5, Harnoyn Goldie... with that said, what's your name?

If you say what you doubt,

"... between us, the rescuer is supposed to name it."

"... in this case, it's me. That said, you know..."

Harnoyn looks up at the sky as troubled and appropriately thinks of his name to a child who somehow stares at him with anticipation.

But none of it sticks, shifts his gaze and revisits the child's appearance,

"- Garnet."

I squealed the same name as that brightly red-colored gem.

It was a fairly cheap, hernoin that I realized I had no sense of naming, but the person I was told was

"... gar, net... garnet..."

He groaned so happily so many times that, well, Harnoyn threw it away.

One boy,

"... than a dark red ruby... yeah, wouldn't that be nice? At least it's better than Lulurier."

Shortly afterwards, I was hugely pressing my ears, so I guess they even said it in a novel with their proud hearing.

Unsurprisingly human. Harnoyn looks at things like that, and rises up slowly, sighing into the voices searching for himself he hears again.

slight rest, but decided he was okay because his magic had recovered a little. He took out the dagger,

"Yeah, well, you keep your promise to me, don't you?

"Lulurier and Elise are moving that way. Besides, we, the Elves, will never break a trivial promise. I don't want you to be with those Spirit Trees who are lying to me."

"Oh, she was alive... yes. Well, let's just say it's a good first."

Kid revamped - with a grin on the garnet,

"Bye, Garnett. If I remember, I'd be glad to come and repay you if I could."

"... Yes. HARNOIN,... Thank you, thank you."

Beautifully, though unbound,

"... what are you going to do?

"Hmm? Well, I think it's the only way to be, right?

"... not my brother-in-law I could have told you, but you better have a plan"

"It's an extra favor."

Exchanging such an exchange with the boy - in the next moment, the two figures had disappeared without a posterior shape.

"... With that said, which gender is Garnett after all?... neutral appearance, so I haven't had a minute to look at it yet... yeah, it's none of my business"

Throw away the same questions you later notice, and think about what you should do now.

(Isolated, helpless, cliffs... are not? Um, it's true that I'm not going to die, but I just can't figure out how to survive, and... really, what do you want me to do?

All this time it was too unplanned to find a hitter,

"... oh, I should have at least said goodbye to Lily and Asbell ~"

Hahnoin, who had told him nothing and left the villa where he was hiding the two of them, regretted the incident,

"It's better than knowing the truth that even I don't know, well... come on"

To my own thoughts optimistic to the end, I convince myself that that's what I am.

Thus, Harnoyn slowly walked out.

Harnoyne continues to behave like a float by deluding it, while calculating from the beginning all the ends to go and wait for.

"- If there's an afterlife, I'll see you... right?

He groans so at someone and dazzles with a floating grin as usual.

- He was the only one who knew what followed him.

"You still can't find Harnoyn!

Dawn overnight from Hernoin's betrayal and Eileen's escape, early morning.

in a conference room set up by “Division 1” and “Division 2", and “Division 5” as headquarters for a joint front.

Charlina Goldie, his sister and head of this op, punched her desk with all her might to expose her frustration.

He said so without being able to hold up his anger even though he knew it was an eight-point hit on his men who still didn't have a fragrant effect and would come by with all the unchanged reports,

"Re-exploration of the escape route and nomination arrangements for the castle town...... no, just for the harnoin! Arrange it ASAP!!"

"Yes!

"And, Commander Schneidel!

bang and shouting so with his own wrathful time habit, slapping his desk with his palms,

"Well, well, why don't you calm down a little?

The called Ten Himself, Schneidel, shows himself in front of Charlina with his shoulders clasped.

While she became more and more angry at Schneidel's attitude, with no tension at all, she took a deep breath not to lose her cool,

"I would like you to place an excellent covert operative in Castle Town who memorizes Irene's face. Maybe he's lurking away from his chaser. At the same time, search for Harnoyn. However, this is... we'll have Division 5 look for a place where we can hide the body."

"... murdered, no, speaking of his character, the possibility of suicide and the disappearance of a body of evidence"

"... Harnoyne has that personality. Perhaps it's not such an ambiguous expression, but it certainly is... so I wanted to catch you inside HQ..."

If I had lived, I could have changed how many things ended up.

As an unquestionable reality, Charlina, who already thinks Harnoyn is dead, drops her shoulders and drips at the impropriety and lack of force of her own ploy,

"... you're out of shape, Colonel Goldie. A promotion in the corner, too, early demotion?

"... I hope that's all you need, Lieutenant Colonel Schneidel. The wolves in the body are the responsibility of the clan. Baron Goldie, you can think of a way to destroy the house."

"... Well, I can't believe you were in contact with the enemy, because it's treason against the state. But that doesn't make any difference to the fact that I just sold my body, so I guess that's all I can avoid on a boulder?

"... comes with a sore spot, Commander Schneidel"

with a powerless grin. Yes. If she laughs, Schneidel still shrugs her shoulders and avoids just plain words,

"Well, do you want to fish a little at the bottom of the river? I can't believe you're capable of both suicide and vanishing, because if you jump into a river and scratch your neck, it's one shot."

Only on the surface always behaves like a street, and he walks away from headquarters while giving instructions to his men.

Looking at her afterwards, Charlina thinks of her brother, Harnoin.

He was quite busy and laughed at hiding only in his heart, he was a worried and helpless brother to her, his sister.

Speaking for herself, Charlina noticed Lily's presence sooner rather than later because it was the Harnoyne that ended up moving for her family.

Were you aware of that?

now we don't know. Besides, Charlina looked up at the ceiling and

"... really, he was a blind, shouldn't let go brother for me... HARNOIN"

Soon he softly wiped the tears that were flowing and laughed bitterly at the knights around him who watched it and pretended not to see it.

"Thus all truth was buried in darkness. After all, was the path they chose really the right one? That's all they know. But I dare to say this - you're nothing but selfish and self-satisfied, you fools."

Far above, in a place where vision cannot be judged to be a shadow without enhancing it with “witchcraft," he said so with the appearance of being both an "elf" boy and a youth.

He murmurs his leisurely soliloquy with his moving companions, temporary collaborators and another captive subject, who instantly calculates all movements to create an operation.

It makes no sense at all, but as a precept for me to be myself.

"Life and death, it's all a theory of results. The path I chose is not the same as the path they chose. If what you're looking for is different... naturally, the path is different. But I don't understand. I've thrown away my mind a long time ago."

But he hasn't stopped being human, and he tells them off knowing it proves he's not human.

"- May there be salvation in their future,"

♪ To be continued ♪