Seirei no Moribito

It was a total coincidence that Lynn met a female fia who named herself an informant.

If he didn't know about the life and death of Harnoyn and the Elves, he knew he couldn't avoid them, so he knew the danger and Lynn went to the city.

It was cut off that the Royal Library, located in the southwestern direction, pushed down by the hat to hide its face that in this case it would be useful to gather information, and lightly hit its shoulders with such mutual carelessness.

She apologized gently and followed the scene, and was spoken to by her where she was doing research in the library, unilaterally telling her that she could sell her information with gold after being observed with an indiscreet gaze.

I was Lynn, who felt a moment's willingness to kill from above, but I also thought the library alone was inefficient, so I reluctantly paid the amount of money to make a request.

The contents are, of course, determined.

"That's just the right time, Lynn. I've done my research."

Three days later. If I visited the store, judging from Fia's skill that this position would be reasonable, Fia, who was wiping the glass at the counter, laughed and said so.

Whether this is the usual sight, the drunken and intoxicated guests roll over on the floor, frowning through them and putting them in a chair and beating about five gold coins at the same time.

Because of this woman's personality, she'll be scared even more money for a reason, so it's a decision to pay her off from the start.

You know what I mean. Lynn encourages me to do something after I tongue-in-cheek Fia, who was in a good mood to pick gold coins.

"... how'd it go?

"... Kohon. It's been tough. I can't believe you're looking into even more intimate details about someone who hasn't even been captured by the Knights of the King."

Best of all, there's no secret you can't reveal if you hang it in my hand.

Fia, who is in a good mood, takes out the report and gives it to Lynn with a grin on it.

scratch and receive a report,

"Lin promised you something terrible again."

……

Lynn does not return a response to Fia's swallowy words with an outrageous phrase.

No, I can't give it back.

Thoughts stop on the report compiled by Fia, the content that goes far beyond Lynn's imagination that was written there, scrolling through one page after another in panic and following the letters.

Even after reading it to the end, Lynn starts to look at it again from the beginning with incredible thoughts, and beats the report where she has repeated it about three times.

"What the hell, this is!!"

"Thanks again, that's the truth Lynn wanted.... You don't think I collected the wrong information, do you? Do you have any idea how hard it took to collect them all? The truth is, I don't feel comfortable getting about thirty gold coins..."

"Keep all that for an advance...!

"That's what business is all about. Anything but people's emotions and trust can be solved with money, Lynn."

"... this, the money-keeper... Huh!

Oh, that's a compliment.

Don't be frightened by Lynn's sword curtain, but smile and punish the gold coin Fia.

That's how she detoxifies me, and Lynn pushes her anger and deposits her back on her back.

"... not out of sanity..."

"I don't think you have a choice, do you? Because Lynn was losing her cool judgment and reason when she was killed by her precious childhood tame. When that happens, people don't know what they're gonna do... and if they get cornered too, they'll make a deal with the devil so that a stranded rat can kill a cat."

To a lightly shouldered fia, Lynn exhales and then reads the report again to her hands.

- The content written there was everything from the events Lynn encountered during the "Protector” raid to the covenant with the backbone entangled in it.

Lynn - Real name: Ridinal Eileen. He lost his parents as a child, continued to be discriminated against as a child of traitors in a closed village, and was also a follower of the devout "Spirit Tree” he was solicited and became a "wind discipline commissioner”.

But when he found out the truth about his parents' death, he chose his way as a vengeful man, and that's how he welcomed him that day.

They fled with the "Elves" who tried to stop the “Spirit Tree" from being chosen as a "tribute” during the “Wind Discipline Commissioner” capture operation by the "Knights of the King's Capital", which was conducted in confidence. However,

"... taking Emilia Shenty hostage, I gave up. Giving up, trying to be a big“ tribute "... she sacrificed herself to keep me alive"

"... I think it's a great self-sacrifice, I am. Right now, I'm risking my life for someone, for God's sake... something I can't do because I want to. But it's ironic, isn't it, Lynn? She tried to keep you alive, but you lost her. You chose to die of your own volition... No, you chose revenge. By then, the sprouted seeds in you had become trees that you didn't know would wither."

Naturally, he can't beat the Guardian of the Spirit Tree.

He was murdered without hesitation because he didn't mind a corpse, but he was in a similar shape as a "protector” and never died.

Killing her, losing the meaning of life, yet not allowing her hopes to die,

"...“ magic "offered by" Cain Tillus "- resurrection of the dead. I offered myself in exchange for that“ magic ”that was possible because I was human but not human..."

As a result, the “magic” succeeded.

Emilia's amnesia and the loss of Lynn's power at the price.

"... Ha, I knew it wasn't a sane shack... it's crazy, I am"

The self who went into ridiculous behavior with no coverage of that kind or of eight, and the self who cornered him that far.

Phosphorus lights and burns the report after receiving the lighter provided by Fier and having finished reading it.

You can't put information that nobody knows because of this kind of noise in the eyes, even if it's irrelevant to the average person.

Slightly turn up the flames and look at the burning report, and when it burns to some extent, put the rest straight into the ashtray and return the lighter.

Return it, but look at the past self who was in the vortex of a bigger incident than you can imagine, and its backdrop, Lynn, who can't organize her thoughts and emotions, is flaming to disappear.

Fia just shut up and started wiping the glass,

"... one thing, can I tell you my old story?

As if talking to herself, Fia talks as she loosens her mouth.

"Children abandoned by God... there were children called that. The children were abandoned or sold by their parents… or were they already dead, and none of them existed as parents. There were adults who tried to gather them together and make them a convenient tool for themselves... to tell the children that they were absolute parents, that they should not defy what their parents said, that following is the only way to be happy... that's what I was brainwashing them..."

She put down the glass she was wiping and removed the bottle from the liquor shelf arranged behind her,

"Parents were everything in the world. So the kids did whatever they ordered. I just wanted to be praised...... I wanted you to be happy. In such a false paradise, the children were happy. That's what makes it so good to be dead."

Pour liquor into a glass and add ice, knowing it will overflow.

Never mind the wine overflowing from the edges.

"Though? Some children realized that they were only being used... but the children were disposed of by adults who decided they didn't need them. Oh, what a pitiful and pathetic children...... the children died without knowing that the paradise they believed in was hell. Fearing the overwhelming power of going beyond ourselves, we were wrapped in poison gas to destroy the evidence."

"... what the hell are you trying to say"

"... there were surviving children. They laughed that it was good to know that the paradise they believed in was hell, but that they had true freedom in their hands. But you know what? A kid who laughed more proudly than anyone else chose to die."

Without drinking the liquor poured into the glass, Fia tilts her neck as she stirs with her fingers.

"Come on, why do you think you chose to die?

"... made me want to die, what else is there"

"Hehe... just like you, Lynn. To protect someone, I didn't want to bother that person even if I sacrificed myself... dying was the only solution.... you lied, you were really more afraid of death than anyone else..."

nostalgic for the old days, and grieving for her, she gazes at the glass that swirls with a distant eye.

"... so the punishment hit me. I should have protected someone by dying, but dying meant killing someone... I thought. See, I knew death wasn't too busy."

"... are you even going to preach?

"That's not like me. So I'll give you some advice. from my lessons and past experiences."

Pull out the finger that was stirring the liquor, and as it was, Fia reaches into Lynn's cheek and hits it to wrap it up.

close enough to feel each other exhale,

"Think of it as a trick to save someone by dying. So the man who is saved is himself, and he never saved anyone else. Death only causes a chain of tragedy and despair… no matter how good a strategist, the things you get from it - they don't exist any more"

"... that's what you should have said to me before."

"No? It fits you now, too. Because you... what you want to end. Deep, comatose eyes of despair and nothingness everywhere...... not in your eyes is obsession with raw, etc. It's just a death craving that falls everywhere."

"That's why I'm not gonna die."

"Yes... not yet, huh? But, Lynn. People are also so brittle that they easily cross the line because of trivial things. Especially people like you who have kept reason by being obsessed with something..."

sighing in the wind,

"... be aware, Lynn. You've already crossed that line. Once you cross it, you'll be able to cross it easily from next... that way you can go over it again and again and you won't be able to go back to this side"

"... even though I don't remember the memory of that time, do I?

"Still, yeah. Even once... if I crossed that line, I should be aware of it by then. Lynn, you're so dangerous... and you're already broken."

"... It's broken, I'm aware. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here."

"... right. Then there's one last thing to take care of from me. It's about staying conscious. That's all... because I can hold you back on this side."

Fia laughs and quietly hands off.

Shizukuishi, shifted by her wet fingers, conveyed phosphorus cheeks,

"... on this side, you know... I think I'm already on that side."

"... oh? From what I can tell, though I think Lynn is still on this side?

"... come on, I don't even know where it actually is. Is this consciousness or something?

"... that's it, come on,"

Lynn takes a seat after wiping her cheeks with her sleeves in the fiirst of her shoulders to deceive her.

"Mercenary 'Cain Tillus'... Do you know where he is?

"The forest on the outskirts of Wangdu, only about… most of all, with their power, I think it's easy to find Lin.... good luck with that."

"... something I don't even know."

Fia waved to Lynn as she went to the door,

"So I'm looking forward to seeing you again, Lynn?

Sounds like the ultimate fun, yes Fia squeaks.

As if to reply, the ice melted and made a noise.