Amako's words to Usat and Ark, his traveling companions, were enough to mean the worst for me.
I didn't miss Jinya's little grin at Usat and Ark, who were out of line without words.
"... you forced Amako to say it?"
"Don't get me wrong. This is what Amako chose. Here's the result of her move not to be the future she saw."
"You must be the one who made me do that!! How far... how far do I care if I do something vile..."
You must have been intelligent and a man who could make sensible decisions at any time.
That's how this happened.
I take my mother from one girl, and I'm still tired of it, trying to take that girl's life. That's who heads the clan... No, it's not something you can do as a single adult.
"You keep your mouth shut. Let me ask you something quiet about your last goodbye."
"... cum"
Did you fall that far...!
Until now, I may have wanted to believe in Jinya.
I wanted to believe you, the childhood friend I grew up with. Yet you are about to sacrifice even that precious daughter of childhood taming.
This guy is not the Jinya I know anymore.
All I'm here now was a despicable man who wields a toy called predictive magic for no reason.
I understood the fact so badly that I said no more words to him and turned my consciousness to Amako and Usato.
There's Amako, who stays down, and Usato, who has a burning face.
"What do you mean we're going to die?"
"I saw it on prediction."
"... is it true...?"
"... yeah"
Amako has predicted the deaths of Usat and Alk. That implied that as long as the two of them tried to help Amako, it was an unchangeable future.
Predictive magic is a special magic that only wakes up to women.
It's as strange magic as being destined not to awaken a man who is predominantly fighting, but whose potency is so powerful and heterogeneous that it is unparalleled.
Predictive magic, which is clearly of a different nature than existing magic, even predicts the fate of the future from the present and enables it to be changed.
So the beastly woman who awakens to predictive magic has been called "The Princess of Time Chant" and treated with care.
In a custom that has lasted since ancient times, a girl with one predictive magic was born.
Amako, daughter of the previous "Princess of the Time Chant".
Her predictive magic was clearly different from that of the princess of chant until now.
Amako's prediction was stronger than any previous predictive magic sorcerer.
Normally she could see a future just a little further and a predictive magic that was nothing more than a magic that suddenly predicted the future ahead, at its best and more than a minute ahead even in normal times, and a clearer and more accurate prediction in the form of dreams.
What's more awesome is that under certain conditions, you can choose the future.
Such a prediction she saw was the death of her companions, Usat and Alk.
Too desperate and cruel for my destiny, I felt remorse and impatience and managed to do something about it.
"It's too late. My mother can't help me anymore."
"Why are you giving up... you don't get it yet"
"Yeah, no matter how much I think about it, I can't think of a way to help my mother on my own. I, Usat, couldn't have done it alone... even if I tried... I..."
A whimpering voice leaks from Amako, who shook his shoulder as he leaned down.
"In this country, there's no one else to help but us here. Usato would know, wouldn't he? It's not that easy to get out of here..."
"It's..."
This is a magic house made of rare rocks that can be caught behind the woods.
It's a place that hasn't been used for a long time, but the effect of sealing magic seems to be working properly.
Moreover, the shackles embedded in my hands are a strong substitute that cannot be removed from the power of the beastly man, who is shredded from the great tree, which boasts a strong hardness. It is impossible to destroy a human being with a slight physical ability.
"So all I can do is let you two out. But I'm sure Usat and Mr. Alk will try to help me."
"You've decided to! There's no way I can abandon you and leave this place!"
"I don't want to lose anyone more important."
"... ugh!"
Usat leaning on repentance for Amako's words. Alk turns away to regret his own impudence from Amako, who leaks a whimper.
I can't see that look from me, but it's not hard to imagine.
"Usato, forget about me anymore. I guess Usat has a lot to do in the kingdom of Ringle?"
……
"... Goodbye, Usato"
At last, Usat was silent while he leaned down.
Amako, who looked down at him like that, nodded small and glanced at Jinya.
"I already said everything I wanted to say"
"... that was something extraordinarily brittle. Well, there's no relationship between humans and beasts. Was it to this extent?"
"You don't understand. Even if it takes a lifetime, never."
"You don't have to understand. Understanding human beings is impossible in itself."
"... Phew."
After pointing a cold gaze at Jinya's words, Amako, deeply hooded, went upstairs with the soldiers of the escort.
The remaining Jinya began to speak in the same chilling tone as usual when she looked down at Usat and Alk, who remained silent.
"You'll be free in three days. I will not renege on Amako's promise to exchange for himself."
In those words, I couldn't stand it.
It was painful to watch. There's that ugly sexual root that forces you to break up you don't even want to, and the person who made you do it mocks you as' brittle 'and so on.
I shouted to Jinya with anger.
"Jinya!"
"What?"
"Tell me at the end! Do you use the predictive magic you took from Amako on yourself?"
"... Ha"
Jinya mocking my words.
Something's wrong, I get angry, but before that, he opened his mouth.
"You're not. I'm not alone this time."
"Nah...!?"
"Amako's Predictive Magic Gives Me and the Elite of Our Country"
"Stupid! As of two years ago, the magic to be transferred should only be activated on one subject!"
"No, it's developed. In secret."
While my head turned white, I could see why the elders had agreed to Jinya's words.
An elite unit that can use predictive magic.
A warrior who does not attack, does not attack enemies, and embodies pictorial emptiness.
Of course, some of the chiefs would have disagreed, but this man wouldn't be very strange to hold the chief's body hostage and force him to consent.
"What do you think I kept you as an assistant for? To put you in a position where you can be constantly monitored, with a sense of justice and emotion and with popular support. Why is that? It's been decided, in secret, to proceed with the research. If you knew the research was going on, you'd definitely try to stop it, wouldn't you? That's what got in the way."
"Heh, naturally! There's no way you're gonna let someone do research that's gonna cost you! Not to mention that there aren't only soldiers here who use it as a tool for war!? There are old men and women and children!"
No, rather, there are only personnel in the country who can fight.
Living in hiding is a good people living out of battle.
"So you have to live in awe of the human shadow all the time?"
"Don't deflect the argument! I'm talking about the people!"
"That's out of the question. Talking to you doesn't bring me to a conclusion."
"Which is...!"
The conversation is hopelessly confusing.
My words are not telling Jinya. [M]
I'm talking about the people, and Jinya just gives me a reason to be hostile to humans.
I tried to say it back, but I realized it was useless to say anything more to this man, and I ignore Jinya and look at Usat.
There was a definite bond between Usato and Amako.
There was friendship across the hedges of the race.
Yet his mood, forced to say goodbye, must be more painful than I can imagine.
●
Heavy air dominated the house after Jinya left.
Usato and Alk, who received a farewell from Amako, sit back silently and show no reaction at all.
... I can't even do it. That's all that happened. It's not strange to lose yourself suddenly.
"Usato, the..."
"Mr. Hayate"
At the same time that I spoke to him, he called my name silently.
Surprised, he looked up when he replied.
"What happens to Mr. Hayate?"
"I... maybe I'll be kicked out of here..."
If the reason I was an assistant was for surveillance, now that I don't have to, Jinya can't keep me as an assistant forever.
But...
"I'm more worried about you guys than I am. Even if they kicked me out of here, I'm fine, but not in your case. Jinya promised to let you go, but she hasn't promised to keep you safe since. Worst of all, it's not strange to be secretly assassinated after leaving this country"
"... after all, right? Does Alc have the same idea?"
To Usat's words, the slightly conceived Arc opened his mouth, which had been closed for a long time.
"Normally, you don't think about taking us home alive knowing about our alliance with the Demon King's Army."
"Is there any way Amako can't come to that idea? Yeah, I was gonna make sure, but I'm glad I'm not mistaken."
"Huh?"
I'm embarrassed that the two of them suddenly started talking, but more importantly, I was surprised because I didn't feel a shard of sadness that should have dominated the inner chamber.
It was as if I felt an unspoken disgust at the conversation between the two of them reconfirming my situation.
You thought the same thing I did, and the soldiers on the lookout are looking at Usat and Alk in another creature.
That's when the sound of someone coming down the ground stairs again sounded.
It was the beast man of a woman in Hinomoto soldier clothes who came down. I can't even see my face in the dark room, but perhaps you're here to take turns?
"Time for a change."
"Isn't it early? It shouldn't be time yet. And what's with the package? It's supposed to be forbidden to bring anything unnecessary here."
"... chip"
The moment I heard something like tongue punching, I felt like the eyes of an animal man woman who came in for a change glowed suspiciously.
... is it an illusion of the eye? Or are you tired?
As she rubbed her eyes with shackled hands, the beastly woman told the soldier on the lookout the same words as earlier to recite.
"Time for a change. Okay?"
"Oh, oh..."
A soldier on the lookout walking away from the spot with a look like a fever.
You only seem distracted because of the darkness, but you don't look familiar. Are you a new soldier? The woman, who missed one of the watchmen returning, walks up to the barn where we are, holding something like a wrap of where she was hiding after looking around.
... What? What are you gonna do?
"Seems to have conveyed its intentions properly, Usato"
"Oh."
"... eh?"
A voice leaks in a conversation that's not what I expected.
The woman, no girl, took the keys to the locker out of her nostalgia.
"Thank you, right? I'm here to help."
"You've been helped this time. Thank you, Nair."
"Thanks for your help."
Usato and Alk stood up with a rough look.
Who's the girl in front of you? From what I've seen, he looks like an animal soldier, but the reaction between the two of them is so unraveling that I don't think we know each other in two or three days.
If you don't keep up with the situation, Usato will basically put his hands in front of his chest - and crush the baka and shackles easily... Huh?
"If it was a little late, I'd be getting out on my own."
"What?"
Escape on your own?
What, you got it? Then why 'd you get caught so hard?
"It's strange that you could really do it. I've struggled so hard to get here too, so work a little. Oh, I brought Alc's weapon too."
"Thank you.... Lord Usato, can I have mine too?"
Even more confused heads confuse Ark, who can break it and ask Usat for it as a matter of course.
"Of course. I'll break Mr. Hayate's now, too."
"Oh, oh... not so! What the hell is going on!?"
Usat lightly shackled off by an unrecognizable female soldier.
I don't know why anymore.
Where was the sinking atmosphere just now?
Usat, who perceived my confusion, grinned invincibly grasping the shackles of my arm.
"As planned."
"... what?"
It's Amako's.
Baca as it is, and shackles.
Oh, as light as if it really breaks the lumber... oh, was this shackle rotting inside?
Usat, who threw down the shackles that turned into pieces of wood, tilted his neck when he saw the beastly girl known as Nair, who opened the chamber using the keys.
"Why do you have dog-like ears?"
"Oh, did you notice? I knew I had to come in from shape to disguise myself, so I tried to grow dog ears. How cute?"
A girl who moves and poses with a chick and black ear as if she were alive.
Usat laughs bitterly at her like that.
"If you think about it, it's too much of an attribute."
"What do you mean? So what do you think?"
"Yes, yes, cute, cute"
"Gugu, the proper is obnoxious...!"
The girl roaring with remorse turns back to me, who still groans in her chamber.
"I'll explain the plan later. Let's just get out of here."
"Oh!"
Maybe they're more than I can imagine.