The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

48. Being rational

48.

“We have to save it!”

These words came straight from Esilia. It was truly a saintly attitude. Her words were almost reflexive. However, at her words, the Death Knight shook her head emphatically.

“How?”

“Yes?”

“How do you mean?”

Esilia’s lips trembled when she heard those words. She pursed her lips as if she wanted to say something, but she soon closed her eyes. Her lips were still quivering. Ecilia bowed her head. After staring at Lady for a moment, Zer Pied opened her mouth.

“How, how are you going to save them?”

“… ….”

Her lips, which had been quivering, took another action. Her saintess bit her own lips as if they were about to explode. Zerfied continued talking again.

“Are you going to tell me the truth? The Mage Tower is cultivating them? Do you think they will believe it? Did they disparage the Mage Tower they believed in so much? Even we just said that we are going to a good place too. Hearing that, won’t they think it strange for us? No, it would be better if they didn’t treat her hostilely.”

“But… but… ! Still… !”

Cilia raised her head abruptly. Her blue and red eyes were quivering. It seemed that at any moment, a single tear would fall from her. Zerfied stared straight into Ecilia’s eyes. For a moment she forgot about her feeling that Escelia wanted to cry.

She thought she was frozen and unable to do anything. When Zerfied’s sharp bloody eyes looked right at her, she couldn’t help but do it. Jer Pied said without taking her gaze from her eyes.

“Think rationally. What can we do?”

Cilia opened her mouth. But no words came out of it. Zerfied’s low, heavy voice fell in her ears.

“I know what you want to do. But in what way? To make your idea come true, you must first tell them how the Mage Tower treats you. And I have to lead them to another village. As you know, it’s a bit far from other villages.

They don’t talk, and I don’t know how long it will take me to go away hiding my true identity. I can’t show them my words. There, they are all emaciated. If you think about it that way, it will take longer. Even if you reach the village, it is not the end.

We need to support them until they can stand on their own. I need to find a new place to live and a job. It’s another matter for them to adapt just because you find them a job. There’s no way that those who are held to the mage tower as a standard of common sense can adapt quickly.

So how long do you think it will take? I don’t think it will be very soon. Only when all these things are resolved can it be said to have been ‘saved’.”

Esilia’s mouth was firmly shut. It took quite some time for her mouth to open again. Her words crashed infrequently out of Eccilia’s mouth. The words she uttered seemed more like words than words.

“Then… then… Are you saying just leave it alone? ? Do nothing… ?”

“Gemini. Now, what I said is missing some important facts. First of all, when we take these old people, there is no guarantee that the Mage Tower will not pursue us. Next, there is no guarantee that when we tell the truth and accept it, the old people who have broken common sense will not fall into despair.”

Esilia realized that the escort knight’s words left out one more detail. In a way, it was common sense. It was quite plausible that the dejected elderly could end their lives out of pessimism. She was very sad that it was common sense.

“Yes… ok….”

Rather than moving your lips to speak, the words seemed to come out of your trembling action. Seeing this, Zerpied let out a slight sigh.

“… I am your escort knight. I know you want to help them. However, if it brings you a risk you don’t need to bring, I don’t think I can allow it. Think rationally. Just leaving it alone is the most appropriate thing to do for us or for them. At least now they will be happy.”

Cilia nodded and swallowed her saliva. Her saliva was mixed with sadness and crying. Soft saliva flowed down her throat. The saintess felt something on her neck. It was a very, really very strange feeling.

Ecilia crossed her hands and grabbed her quivering shoulders. She couldn’t calm down otherwise. Her expectations were spectacularly wrong. She couldn’t help but calm down.

Because she finally realized it. That you have to stay away. The fact that even if there is someone to save in front of you, you should just leave it alone. Her saintess leaned her own body against the arm of her Death Knight as if she was about to collapse. All of her face is buried in the escort’s cloak. Again, a combination of words similar to hers flowed from her lips.

“Article… sir…. I’m tired….”

“… You must be tired, now go to sleep.”

There was no answer. The Death Knight felt her saint rubbing her body. She probably nodded her head. The escort knight further wrapped her cloak around his lady. Death Knight also slowly leaned against the wall of the cabin. She leaned back and closed her eyes for a moment. And she sensed that the part where the saintess had buried her face was gradually getting wet.

–

“You want to go?”

Zer Pied heard her voice and looked behind her. The cabin was still in darkness. He could tell that the speaker was the old orc he had met the first time. Death Knight said.

“I have to go. You don’t have to hurry to get to the magic tower.”

The old orc with his hands behind his back smiled.

“That’s right, you have to be diligent to get to a good place.”

“But… Haven’t you seen the others yet?”

It was Verfa who said that. Verfa rubbed his eyelids as if he had just woken up and got up. The old woman continued in a quiet voice.

“People who live in other huts will be happy when they see you. People who say they’re going to a good place like you have never been here… When was it? No, was there… ?”

She tilted her head as she stopped talking and started muttering something. The old orc who saw this said to Verfa.

“Verpa, if you feel sleepy, go and get some more sleep. Don’t hold on to those who say they are going to a good place for no reason.”

“Ah… is it… ? Okay… Grahim….”

Verpa gave her one yawn and crawled back into the blanket she was sleeping on. Grahim smiled as she turned her head back towards the Death Knight and her saintess.

“Come to think of it, other people would be happy to see you. As Verpa said, there has never been a person like you who claims to go to a good place… When was it? Was there… ? Anyway, my memory of seeing it is fuzzy.”

Death Knight shook her head gracefully. It was enough for the elderly people in front of her to expose their existence. She had no reason to leave room for others to spread her sightings.

“There is no reason to wake up people who are sleeping soundly.”

“Um… Ah, then shall I tell you that when a man comes from a good place, you guys came? Then, when you arrive at the Magic Tower, it might look better on you. You guys aren’t the chosen ones like us, so you won’t be able to go with us, but that’ll be fine.”

At Grahim’s words, Zerfied immediately stopped it. Grahim’s words were the situation he most wanted to avoid right now. He dissuaded it. Of course, in the old man’s way.

“No, you don’t have to. Rather, if we talk like that, the Mage Tower might not accept us.”

“What? Why?”

“As you said, we are not the chosen ones. We have to go directly to the Magic Tower. However, if it becomes known that we have been helped by the chosen ones, the Mage Tower may not look very well on us. Strictly speaking, it cannot be seen as coming on its own.”

Grahim nodded as if he understood what Zer Pied said. Zerfied carefully opened the cabin door and left. Before they knew it, the sky dyed in the color of water welcomed them. Grahim cautiously followed them. Zerfied, not expecting that he would come along, looked at the old man. Grahim said with a friendly smile.

“I will definitely be able to go.”

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The old man’s smile was gentle.

“A nice place.”

Hearing those words, Esilia reflexively stepped forward from within the Death Knight’s cloak. Her body faltered. She hadn’t woken up yet, so I couldn’t hear the previous conversation properly, but I could still hear the conversation now. She rubbed her eyelids to shake off the rest of her sleep. Her eyes were swollen and slightly red.

The saintess bowed her head forward and expressed her gratitude. These old people sincerely thought that the Magic Tower was a good place. Because of that, they also sincerely hoped to get there. Even though it was the first person I saw yesterday.

She felt her tears welling up at the fact. Do sheep, cows, or horses realize that they are being bred? Will they feel joy when they realize it? At least you can give birth to a child, and how much is your survival guaranteed?

She held it in. She had to put up with it. Lifting her waist, she smiled brightly.

“Thank you very much, sir.”

Seeing her laugh, Grahim smiled. Zerfied quietly bowed to him.

Even after leaving the entrance of the place, Grahim was still watching them with his hands behind his back. As the village was obscured by wheat and barley, the saintess shed tears she had been holding back.

–

The length of the wheat and barley that brushed the legs of the headless horse got shorter and shorter. In fact, it was not wheat and barley being shortened, but being transformed into something else, but Zerfied, who was absorbed in his thoughts, took some time to notice that it was grass in the meadow. He had no idea how many villages of that type existed here.

Also, how big is the magic tower’s influence, so it’s a map that made something like that. He recalled the map. Obviously, there were other cities on the Eastern Continent, except for El Carnaidel, where the Mage Tower was located. But most of those cities were either east or south of the continent. In terms of location, it was quite far from the Magic Tower.

Then is the magic tower wielding a mighty influence alone in this area? Enough to make a lot of ‘kennels’ like that? Of course, due to the nature of the mage tower, there would be little or no influence. However, if it is enough to casually build a lot of breeding grounds in the vicinity, the story is different. Because their destination was the city of the Mage Tower.

He had never encountered a place other than the breeding village, but Zer Pied could not be relieved by that fact. Maybe that kennel is less important than the others, and that’s why it’s so distant. In fact, there were no guards or traps there. No matter how small the ranch is, there is a law that has a sheep.

Rather, the fact that he couldn’t guess the exact influence of the mage tower made him a little nervous. As if reading his thoughts, Ecilia spoke from behind him.

“Knight… Do we really have to head to the city of the mage tower… ?”

After thinking for a moment, Jer Pied nodded his head.

“… It’s likely that what we’re looking for is in the City of the Magic Tower. Even if not, there is a high probability of finding relevant information there.”

“… Why?”

The Death Knight closed his eyes. Recalling something, he brought the memory out of his mouth.

“… Here on the Eastern Continent is where I met a witch in the past. If there is a place where her equipment made by her is located, it is most likely the Mage Tower.”