Adventurers Who Don’t Believe in Humanity Will Save The World

"Hey, Rogna"

"What?"

"... how many days has it been since I've been here"

Elise grinding on the bed suddenly whined about it.

But I don't know the answer to that whine.

"Elise wasn't here when I was abducted. You don't know anything but Elise."

"Uh hey... after about three days, Rogna's here, huh?

"Then... you're in the 20th. I am seventeen days. Elmer and Joseph are in the 15th."

"Rogna, wow"

I felt more frustrated than delighted by the absurd praise.

"That's not awesome! You can't stay here forever!

"Why?"

"Why..."

"The rice is delicious, you don't have to learn, you don't get to say anything when you read a book... nothing here would be nice"

"Um, Elise..."

Oh, what a stranger this kid is already.

I'm not a bad kid, but there's no such thing as a crisis.

The four of us are being kidnapped now.

The house we are in is quite beautiful. Probably somewhere in the eastern part of the labyrinth city. Wooden three-story mansion with a merchant neighborhood. It's not as luxurious as it is for the aristocrats, but it's quite large and comfortable. We're just not allowed to go outside.

The windows are closed by rain doors and nails are punched. The main entrance is sealed with some sort of magic trick chain. Probably not just trapped. Maybe, but the minute I go outside, I think there's something like a notice or a signal going to that old man.

"Besides, Uncle Nal isn't scared."

"Um... apart from the fact that I'm not showing my scary face, I'm really scared. It's okay to be a cow that's going to be meat."

"Will we be eaten?

"I don't know."

I would have just said it would be appropriate to be sold to an abundant nobleman. The worst is being sold to a Mogri mage. There is no such thing as being drugged, used as a laboratory bench, or life assurance. But I can't help but teach such floating spiciness to a boxed daughter who seems to believe in cabbage field bats. There's just so much more trouble, like crying about reality unacceptably. I should have been about twelve years old from what I've heard before, but I still feel like I'm even under ten.

"Anyway, we have to find a chance to escape."

"But..."

"What?"

"What do you do when you're like Martha?"

"That's..."

Martha.

That was the oldest stock here.

I'm not here anymore.

"That was an accident. Yeah, that's not what happens."

"But..."

That kid was my age, and he was a friend since before he got caught and let me in here. She had a very beautiful face, and for some reason she was terribly handsome, although her husband at the merchant's house told me that she would see her and become a jade.

Even though he was a child with a proper father and mother, when a bad friend taught him how to sled, he made him steal anything. It wasn't just the wallets and keys I put in my nostalgia, I could even steal the ring I had fitted in my fingers. I would normally have grown up and lived happily ever after if I had lived there seriously. That kid had talent, and that turned him into a vendetta. I stole a vial from that old man's nose. I should have explored trying to steal something like that, like it's really a key to the chain or a way out of a closed house.

She opened the vial. In it was a gauze wet with blood. It wasn't dry yet. That girl touched it with her bare hands. I immediately thought it was dirty and paid it off and wiped the blood on my hands with a wet cloth towel. After that, maybe she snapped her fingernails. I had that habit.

I remember very well. That old man changed the color of his eyes and asked us what was going on. The old man took that kid, who started coughing up, somewhere. I kind of figured out what happened. It was probably the blood of the sick man that was in that vial. A dangerous disease has infected me.

"... Either way, I don't know what will happen if I keep staying here."

"But there's nothing I can do. Then you should get used to it. Let's keep it quiet so you don't look like Martha."

Elise was reading the book as she slept in bed. It's what my old man left for his spare time. Some pictorial books were for children, others for witchcraft. Elise became obsessed with it.

Parents seem to be tough, bride training is tough, but they can't let me do much studying or anything like that. He plans to do a behavioral tour and maid of honor for this one's baron family after he graduates from elementary school, but that's probably what he's unhappy with. Otherwise, I won't be able to sparkle with magic books all the time.

"... that's enough"

Elise is not as alert about that old man as she is. And the other two seemed to plot a lot to escape at first, but they all failed and gave up. Now I'm obsessed with the on-board games I've been given for running away and so on. I can't count on it.

"You're hungry, let's have some bread."

"Right."

The other two...... Elmer and Joseph head to the kitchen with a sloppy yawn.

"Hey you guys, don't eat too much again"

"It's nothing good, is it? That's all I have to do."

"Mostly, that old man wouldn't mind replenishing it. You're the one who stopped pretending to sneak in and hide it."

"Damn..."

I always hate this guy because he's too relaxed.

I wonder what will happen.

Those two would have about a parent to worry about.

"If you're going to stay here forever, be my guest!

"That's what I want to get out of, but I can't. That old man sucks. It's smarter not to defy weird."

"Really?

To Elmer's words, Joseph uttered a surprise.

Elmer's not as old as we are, but he's a proactive kid. I didn't think very much of Elise's age. Joseph is not sure. I've been close since the day I met Elmer, and I'm acting like a disciple. Joseph has a much bigger figure, so he's like a shepherd dog admiring his husband. Elmer doesn't seem to feel bad either, and he took care of Joseph for a lot of things. Smiley. If it wasn't for the scene of being held captive, I'd be watching.

"Ha..."

If I stayed here all the time, I'd be suspicious if I could be reunited with my family.

But in fact, I don't even know what it feels like not to be able to help.

It goes around between wanting to do something and not being able to do anything about it.

It's like a puppy chasing his own tail.

"Hey, is anybody here?

That's when all of a sudden such a voice sounded from the outside.

All solidified.

It's the first adult voice I've heard in three weeks, other than Nargarva's old man.

"No, now..."

"Wait, wait! Don't reply suddenly......!

Elmer suppressed my mouth.

If you look at it, Elise is holding me still.

Joseph is confused about what to do.

"You're not here to help us... What Nargarva's old man is doing is not Matomo. It could be that we got caught up in a human war in the backyard."

"What..."

"Kidnapping is more or less about ransom or selling it to slave traders. But not all of them are that poor, but not a single nobleman. Ransom is not the purpose. I think that's why they're gonna enslave us and sell us."

"What does that have to do with someone who's coming..."

"It's not decent to be able to find a place like this. They're covering it up. They wouldn't have even noticed how noisy we've been."

"Then what are you going to do! Are you going to do it!?"

"... let's decide that from now on. What are we gonna do, guys?

Everyone had a hunch about Elmer's whining.

Now is the time to make a decision.