"Was I? Again..."
Stia held her temples so she could have a headache after exhaling for a long time.
"If you look tough when you're young, you won't be able to remove wrinkles in the future."
"... you can't see"
The stir creaks and leaks, and the air that was stuck loosens just a little bit.
Just like Sanya, she also had hopes of “uncertainty”.
I mean, it doesn't change where you get to. Only a heavily pressed reality remains after hope is lost.
Still, Stia's recovery was quick.
"Tell me what you think, Mr. Rosie"
"Thoughts?"
"You are a wise man. Now that you've got the rumor backed up, aren't you already figuring out what to do next?
"It's..."
I was about to say, the hissing of a tall horse splits my ear.
Shortly afterwards, Stia, sitting in the front, jumped into my chest to get bounced off.
"Hih!
Short scream.
Embracing my luxurious body, I hit my back of the head on my cotton back myself.
The carriage suddenly braked.
"What's going on!?
"My God, my horse is down!
Reesha, who was getting back in shape one foot faster, said as she rode herself out of her seat.
"What about your uncle?!?
"Uh, I'm not here before. Did you fall off the carriage? Then it's tough, we need to help right away!
It brings back bitter memories of each time.
The impact of a blow to the head, or evidence that you understand the situation correctly?
Rapidly secreted adrenaline was accelerating the speed of thought.
"... no, it wasn't an accident"
I grab Stir's coat, which was even in my arms, and I'm forced to pull it off.
"Hey, Ro, Mr. Rosie!? What do you do at a time like this! Or don't!
"Fine! Come on, take it off and cover your face!
That's right. I don't beat girls inferior to myself either.
He sealed Stir's arm to resist and forcefully snatched his coat when he untied it with his chest.
Afraid that her identity would crack, she stopped the resistance and pushed her face over with both hands toward Riesha, hurrying to weave her jacket.
"... Riesha, take Stia back to the city of Cassia. And tell Mr. Albes.“ Bay's got a lead on where I am. "
"What?"
That's what I said. Where I put the hood on, the carriage door can open from the outside.
An arm stretched from the outside turned to my waist and dragged me straight out of the car.
"Oh, no! Loj -"
Kick and close the door with it open while pretending to burst.
Reesha's scream, which reached this way, scratched out in vain.
"Surround the carriage, perimeter alert, kill the witnesses"
The people who hid their faces in masks followed the creaking voice and scattered it.
One has a rope wrapped around the door puller.
I see. Though we can't keep him locked up for sure, it's also the best way to say if we just buy time to get help around.
When it was over, I was held aside and quickly transported away from the carriage.
"If you make a scene, I'll kill you on this spot, if you don't want to, just shut up."
I nod cocklessly at the man's voice.
Convenient. It is possible that if you speak up, you will find out.
"Target secured, turn the carriage."
It's not directed at someone on this occasion.
Probably talking with a demon conductor.
As I watched my surroundings heavily, I could hear the hooves and wheels from nowhere.
... Whatever it takes is too soon. It hasn't been two minutes since the man contacted us and the carriage arrived.
About three minutes from the raid to the kidnapping to the departure. No longer have to deduce, he is a professional in rough matters.
"Get in."
Get in the carriage with your back pushed abusively.
Although the lack of lights and the darkness was no different than earlier, the seats were slated and the carriage grades fell considerably.
"Good, let it out"
The carriage moves out when the man on later closes the door.
There seems to be velocity out there because of the shaking feeling.
Directions go in a straight line to the outer periphery. Are you going to leave Wang Du?
"That's just sometimes called a“ witch of the divine ”. If you're a normal kid, you're just crying to see your parents."
The masked man says with his eyes on the flowing scenery.
I haven't neglected to be vigilant because I look like I'm slapping a light mouth after work.
I'm pretty sure he's the command tower, or someone close to the center.
"Keep me company, will you? I don't have a hobby for kids, but I get there. I mean, it depends on your concern."
Shut up and nod, the man snorted as satisfied.