The Dragon King, the Demon King and the Beast King continued to contend, in the midst of a period of war later named 'Battle of the Three Kings'.
In the wilderness on the Meermill continent, the father and son of the Beast tribe were attacked by demons.
"Caaaaaaaaaaaa!"
I see a demon standing in front of me and the scream of a young girl goes up.
To such a girl, the mother's woman tried to protect herself from demons and covered herself.
(Knock... I can't protect this kid...!
While the mother protected my child, she had a feeling that her fate would be exhausted here.
The girl and her mother were accompanied by a caravan whose business was to carry supplies and people to meet their father, who was going to the city to earn money
The caravan also came with a B-rank adventurer's party escort, which ensured sufficient safety on the road.
But Manticore raided this caravan.
Though unlikely to encounter it, it was a Crusade Rank S demon, considered difficult to crusade even at A-Rank Adventurer's party.
With Manticore as his opponent, the B-rank adventurer also had no teeth, and in minutes of things, the survival of the caravan became the only parent and child of the Beast clan.
I survived to the end, simply because I didn't fight or run.
Parents and children did not have the power to fight, nor did they have enough running legs to shake off the manticore quickly running around the wilderness with four legs, so they could only be distracted and frightened by the massive supplies piled on the carriage.
Nevertheless, if the prey had become just this parent and child, Manticore could not have missed it either.
A demonic fang with a tiger-faced face is pointed at the sobbing girl and her mother, who shivers her shoulders in small chops.
"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
-, but the parent-child pinch was resolved without any warning.
A certain one...... by the intrusion of the Necromancers (undead).
"Uh... and Necromancers...?
Seeing the Necromancer who stood before us, the eyes of the mother sheltering the girl open.
Although the majority of Necromancers were unwilling, it was also extremely rare if they were superior beings to have self - only one exception was caused by the fact that they started a race name Necromancer and rammed around - but they are racially certified.
but it was the most mysterious species in Earth, almost unknown about the ecosystem.
Those Necromancers are now confronting Manticore by trying to shelter themselves.
Try being the mother of the Beast Clan and this was an impossible thing.
"I can't allow a girl who's not even old enough to cry! Soraaaaaaaa!!!!"
And the next phenomenon that happened was also unlikely for the mother of the Beast clan.
Even the A-rank Adventurer's party had a manticore... and the Necromancer's skeleton was cut into two with a knife.
The bloodshed rises from the manticore that divides left and right, and it gradually subsides as well.
The death was unrealistic, and the mother of the Beast clan followed her cheek with a pocan look.
"Dreams... not..."
Thanks.
Understanding it, tears came to the eyes of the beast clan's parents and children.
"Are you all right? The weak ones."
but the moment the Necromancer Skeleton came to his voice, he was once again to be imprisoned by the fear of death.
"Ahhh... ahhh... Um..."
"You don't have to be so frightened. I'm not gonna take you and eat you, am I?
"Ha, ha... Oh, yeah...?
The mother of the Beast clan hammers in such a way as to fear.
Though I can say I got help as a result, I couldn't get zero prejudice against the Necromancers.
"My name is Grail Cabaret! He is the strongest man in the world, helping weakness and frustrating strength!
"Grail............ is...?
"Uhm!"
The Necromancers introduced me.
While the parents and children of the Beast tribe were perplexed by the fact, they also greeted themselves as a courtesy.
"Speaking of which... did you see that you were about to go to the city that lies ahead?
Then Grayle, a Necromancer, suddenly visited such a thing.
"Heh? Oh, yes... I sure am..."
"If so! I will escort you to my town! It is a wholly gratuitous, well-intentioned offering! Thank you!
"Yeah..."
Why would you do that?
I had no idea what that meant at all, and the mother of the Beast clan made her face pull.
However, it was also understood that there was quite a distance from here to the city, and that there was really an escort before we could get there.
While I don't think we know how the Necromancers can help us, if they are going to help us, there was no hand in not getting on it.
"Well then... thank you..."
"Uhm! I've been entrusted! Then follow me! Huhhhhhhhh!"
Hearing the Answers of the Beasts, Grail looked back in a good mood and walked towards the city.
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So the mother of the Beast tribe realized that Grail was carrying a small child.
A girl with red eyes in beautiful blonde hair, when she met the mother of the Beast clan, she let her face down as if surprised.
Why the Necromancers have children.
Although those questions had emerged anew, the mother of the Beast clan had decided to give top priority to the safety of her children, as she no longer asked anything.
"Father."
"Hmm? What's up, Claire?"
Grail, who sent the Beast clan's parents and children to the city, was spoken to there by the girl he was carrying - Krall.
"Is that what Mother is?"
"Hmm?... Oh, it's about as many beasts as you just did"
Grail perceived what Crail wanted to say and looked up at the sky like he was lost.
(Father, how come I don't have a mother?
(Your mother... was planning something good, so I killed her with my own hands!
When I was asked about my mother before, I had to answer that.
Since then, this topic has also been close to a ban among parents and children.
"It's Claire. Do you feel lonely without my mother?
"I have your father. So I don't miss you."
"Right."
I don't miss you because I have a father.
Grail's mood when he heard that was complicated.
"But my life isn't that long either. As it is now, I will soon be gone."
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Grail was aware that his own death was approaching.
Having received the witch's curse so thick that we could no longer absorb the negative vitality, we inferred that even with it would be precisely another six months of life.
"Huhhhhhhhh! Don't be so depressed! I feel sorry for the immortals who are feared to be immortal, but that doesn't mean you're going to be alone!
To the leaning crawl, Grail pointed in one direction with his bone hands with a lavish laugh.
"Ahead of us, there is an immortal 'Spirit Clan' no less than the Immortals! Stupid, but a good and bright species! If you spend time with them, you'll feel lonely!
Grail, after his own death, intended to leave the matter of Krall to the Spirit Clan.
Because I believed it would be good for Krall.
"But... your father will be gone...? If so... I still miss you..."
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But I was worried about leaving one crail behind.
Originally, the Necromancers have neither a 'heart' nor a 'family'.
It is the Necromancers who are the ones whose souls have been transformed in the carcasses faced with 'death' and who have become active by different laws than the living.
Grail exceptionally got a 'heart' among such a Necromancer clan, even a bloody 'family' named Claire.
That also led me to have negative feelings like 'loneliness', 'sadness', 'worry' and 'anxiety', but Grail didn't think it was bad.
"Laugh if you miss me! I've done that whenever I'm sad, too!
"... Your father laughs all the time, even when he's not sad."
"Huhhhhhhhhhh! You sure did!
Grayle laughed again in response to Crayle putting in a scratch.
Thus the father and son of the Necromancer resumed to move in the direction of the woods where the Spirit tribe dwells.