Seirei no Moribito

I've only seen the sight of people dying in front of me as a "tribute" number.

A sword waved straight down by the esteemed village chief pierces his chest, causing a bright red splash to erupt and dye the rock floor, dying with a dull look on his face only for a moment. Every time a traveler came from outside the village, he had repeatedly deceived and killed him and defended himself by offering him as a "tribute".

And when the hell did you start to feel pain and guilt? For Laura, who could not dare to be taught that it was natural to think so, it was an emotion that would not let go of her heart.

The mask that should have been worn perfectly was about to break, my chest was painful just to get the words out, I was struck by uninterrupted grief by bypassing unilateral killings, and that day I would continue to cry whining words of apology all day long.

All they could do was whisper confusing, ambiguous, meaningful words.

Niña told me not to get involved if it was hard. But I didn't think that was all I should do.

Because I knew no one would ever tell me that it was just an act of running away from someone to protect me.

That's why Laura was acting out of position - it should have.

Laura couldn't stop crying even though the time she spent was short and she didn't know anything about each other.

I ambushed him as the village chief told me. I didn't attack him, but I didn't let him get away with it.

I just entrusted myself to the village chief and activated “magic" unconsciously, which just pierced Leo's right eye. That's all, but Laura's chest was full of guilt, and the blood dripping from her right eye seemed so horrible that she couldn't look him straight in the eye.

"... sorry... sorry, sorry..."

Leo didn't even know what he was apologizing for, just repeating words of apology to Laura, who didn't say anything.

Blamed, blamed, blamed, blamed. He never opened his mouth, just staring down at Laura. The fact that the expression is slightly pitiful is unknown to even the person floating on it.

For Laura, it was horrible that Leo would just do something, which is why he shrunk his shoulders down and bowed his head in tears as if he were being blamed.

I apologize for cheating on Leo, for trying to kill him, for hurting him, for all that he's done, but no matter how much I apologize, I'm never allowed to make amends.

"... Laura"

What the hell does Leo say when he finally opens his mouth? Laura was scared to shake her shoulder wide enough to tell from her eyes.

"... sorry, dude... I think we..."

The words that you state as if to protect yourself from words that blame you,

"Come on, will you stop apologizing?

"... eh...?

Leo's, it was stopped by an unexpected reply.

Unable to understand Leo's behavior, which spoke in a confused manner, without any emotions, such as hatred, Laura glanced at his fearful expression with her eyes wet in tears.

What I saw in Laura's eyes was a face that stained her right hand and right face with blood, but laughed like trouble with her remaining eyes. That was a sight I have seen many times before - not a look of contempt or contempt, but exactly the same look that my best friend, Niña, is floating as if to teach against Laura, who has a strong sense of responsibility.

Leo, with that look on his face, still begins to talk under the guise of a troubled breeze, just like Ninya.

"... I can largely imagine what you're apologizing to... I'm not angry or resentful about anything else. You deserve all of this."

"... self-employed, deserved...? Duh, why...?

"Hmm... right, let's get this straight. I... knew from the beginning (...) how this village would treat the rest of us. I know, I stepped in myself. [M] At my own risk, but I had something to do."

It's a lie, to assure you, his eyes were so cloudless and reflective and dazzling.

Still, to a hard word to believe in Russia,

"... why? Why are you saying that...?

"... nothing in particular... because I just couldn't leave it alone"

"... how? I tried to kill Leo... hurt him... but why...?

I didn't know.

From Leo, Laura is the “witch” of a malicious village who tried to fall on him. I might have given you some weird advice, but that's not why I saved his life or anything. It's no different than trying to kill Leo by consorting with the village chiefs.

Leo says with a gentle, gentle grin to Laura, who calls out to her why not only her lips but also her voice, sparing the unidentified emotions of who she nests in her own chest.

Extremely natural for him, an incredible fact for her.

"It's decided. I don't give a shit. It's just that Laura got caught up in this... if you're really gonna kill me, you're not gonna give me that advice, are you? That's enough reason to help you."

"Help...?

"Yeah. 'Cause Laura looked sad the whole time she was talking to me. Between duty and humanity... I was not sure what to do on my own and I wanted answers"

Leo is

"Besides,“ everyone "around you is so pure. There's no vortex at all that betrays people and tries to fall, it's just straight and bright... but I'm just saying I'm having trouble being a little too responsible."

I somehow found out that it showed the presence of a micro spirit.

And at the same time, I think it's pure awesome that the spirits alone know who he is.

"... Leo, is..."

Two or three times I wavered my gaze hesitantly,

"... you like people, what is it?"

"Yes, my brother often tells me that."

"... that's right. Otherwise, I can't say I don't care what I did to you."

And Laura's heart cleared brightly by Leo.

Leo paid more and more for the cloudy ones than ever before with words, and now I don't know if he forgives me, but Laura was forgiven if I believed him.

to that fact, Laura felt the feeling that she was sinking as heavily as lead brightened up,

"... thanks, Leo"

I smiled naturally and conveyed my sincere gratitude.

"Yeah. You're welcome...?

Tilt her neck and smiled at him one more time telling her not to be confident, then Laura stood up.

Ring the bell, pay off the dirt, unplug the bamboo you had placed on your head, and then proceed towards Leo.

It doesn't matter to him to wonder, lay his hand with the pox on Leo's right hand,

"... small healing powers." Aidos ""

He chanted small and used "healing techniques”.

The white, pale light gathers in Leo's right eye, slowly and reliably reducing the bleeding and blocking the wound in his right eye.

to the pain and scratches that pull away,

"... surprised. I can't believe you can use healing techniques..."

"... Only the people of the West can use healing techniques. So Leo's right. My mother... descended from a clan who vowed revenge. A people of the West who have tasted (and) enjoyed the highest prosperity on the continent and have produced“ healing techniques "…"

a people of the exterminated West. But they created a "cure" that only they could use. The technology is considered secret and I don't see why even Laura, who can use it, can only be used by the people of the West.

And when I heard about Leo, I found out. “Spirit Tree” may have invaded in search of “healing techniques”.

"... with my skill, I can only restore what I look like..."

"... I don't mind. Even if you can't see it, just because it looks normal is enough."

Laura thought when she saw Leo grinning, really free of negative emotions everywhere, looking through the wounds running into her eyes, which were a testament to Laura's best, hidden behind her right hand.

(... Leo is a stranger. It's warm as a sun all around, and I just calm down by my side.... With that said, so did I when I talked to him this morning)

Even though I was alert and afraid, I was often surprised when I was talking to Leo, and the consternation was not uncomfortable. It's cozy, maybe I thought. That's why

(... I might have been afraid somewhere. I don't want Leo to get hurt... or die. He resented me... maybe he was scared)

My mind's lost, but I still don't know what kind of emotion I have.

"... Laura?

If you noticed, Laura was holding Leo.

A luxurious appearance is a backpack that unexpectedly embraces a good body,

"... sorry, for a while... even if I'm like this, okay?

"... at your leisure"

Leo spins his right hand over Laura's back, then hugs back with only his left hand if he cares about the blood sticking.

to the temperature of the first person to touch it, its warmth,

"... sorry, thanks..."

Laura wept quietly.

While I never want to let go of the compassion of others I've never known.

As it looked, I thought it was a delicate body, like a glass worker.

Leo still couldn't help but think so, knowing it was a reality escape.

Because if I don't do this, I'm going to kill myself for my ugliness.

(... Looking at Laura, you don't seem to know why you're so angry with guilt)

Just keep whining about the words of apology, making her face tense as if she were afraid of something, and Laura was crying.

The microspirits, who know because they are Leo, did not leave the side as if to see and encourage her like that. It was a phenomenon that was too much to know that she also loved the Spirit, and at the same time I knew enough to say no to how different and pure a girl named Laura was from myself.

And Leo used such Laura's pure heart.

(... lying and cheating are everyday tea meals for me... I didn't think I felt guilty anymore)

Advice the first time we met, bewildered attitude, how to stick to your position, wolf when you hurt people. These are proof that she doesn't feel good about the existence of a "tribute," and an indication that she wants to take care of people.

She was pure enough to say she was the only one in this village full of malice. Love people, full of compassion. It is only natural for her to feel guilty about an act like that, no matter how she says it, which is only a manslaughter.

That's why Leo targeted Laura.

Successfully arrange for the village chief to use Laura, let the village chief bring her to a compromising situation, and draw Laura to his side in sweet words.

For the village chief “witch” is a necessary being, and for Leo “Laura” is a weakness in the village.

It was necessary to expose the evils of this village in order to protect the 'Ifried' who sided with humans. And this village must be connected to the Spirit Tree.

(... I just crossed the blades a little, I just bumped into “spiritual art"... that's all, the difference in strength between me and the village chief was historical. I can't win unless I use the same method as the village chief. So use Laura to disintegrate this village on a yearly basis. For that... any hand, use)

He distorted his expression so hard that Leo squeezed his right hand.

In my hometown, there was no one else to listen to Leo's words. At that point, he decided on his own that he was a heretic and scorned him, treating the Spirit like a tool.

Seeing them so stupid, I couldn't hold back any blacker emotions gushing out of the bottom of my belly. It is the smile that seems to be pleasant to the public that gives it a look, but I struggled lonely to figure out what to do with confusion that I have such feelings.

Whenever Leo laughed to hide his ugly emotions, it became routine for him to lie in order not to worry about his smart brother, who was on his side. I didn't remember grief at the current state of affairs, so I faked it to my heart so that I wouldn't feel guilty by deciding where I was crazy.

Even though I say so, this guilt that swirls in my chest never heals me or anything, and every time I touch Laura's pure heart, the pain runs.

(... oh, I haven't. More than staying in this village, in the near future - I will be killed. At least I want you to stay pure at that time... I can't believe you think of that)

The micro spirits who have been supporting her from the shadows around Laura are releasing a dazzling and never reaching envy like the sun. A big, brilliant glow that Leo cannot grasp no matter how hard he tries. I am angry at myself for having such a presence in my hands now, albeit falsely, but I am prepared to push my guilt into it.

(... don't forget, Travis's direct line. Feel guilty, hate the fear you had the first time you killed a person. I've decided to cut everything down, but I'll do it - believe it.)

Protect all the precious and loving who stayed with me in a reciprocal presence.

Leo shed tears of blood as he felt the warmth of the girl trying to sacrifice herself.

- It is not until the future to know that this encounter has struck a deep wedge in the minds of both of us.