Hitsugi no Maou

One Hundred and Sixteen Stories: The Yellow Sign

Horse Scam (Sagi). A trick (dawn) modus operandi that exploits the human excitement and sympathy of finding horseback riding in the magic realm.

Much worse than the Kurnovs attacked in the Buna Forest, it was banditry.

Sabitoga releases the girl and stares at the direction of the horse's departure. I had already lost sight of the hives lifting the leaves.

If you look at the ground, the horse is barely treading the soil, and the footprints are scattered only three or four in the wind.

habitual offender. I told Sabitoga, convinced, as the girl stared at the white horse's body hair left on the palm of her hand.

"Being here is supposed to be a 'superior Gentile', mostly recognized by the people of the birth canal, if we exclude the mutant seekers like Hangulin. He must have been a partner in a mission his crocodile buddies chose."

"It's actually excellent. The intelligence that got us out of this mess, the burglary.... but"

"Oh, unforgivable"

A girl standing in the rust grips her palms with white hair.

Having experienced a moment of hustle and bustle, the forest is now back in space again with signs on distant trees and the sound of the wind drifting (just).

Instead of discussing anything, they took the path towards nature and the departure of the horse.

alien plants and forests where malicious third parties breathe. Sabitoga and the others keep walking where Hangulin called the shelter.

From time to time, when I heard the mysterious sound of Rinrin and Ranlan, it stopped ringing. Otherwise, the search continued without any particular change.

A girl offered me her share of water several times to Sabitoga, who had stolen bags of food and water bottles, but each time Sabitoga politely declined.

We have to reach the settlement by the end of the day at all costs, even for the Straw and the others waiting outside the woods.

I felt that the act of sharing less water would somehow delay my arrival at my destination by accepting a situation that I had to do so.

Thinking too much is evidence of nerves straining. Since the incident of the horse, there has been a whirlpool (udder) in his body of anger and vigilance with no place to go.

I needed to make sensible decisions and chill my head.

There are tricks in the woods for explorers to reach the settlement. In retrospect of Hangulin's words, Sabitoga begins to carefully observe her surroundings and look for a viable path.

Such rationality actually attracted a livelihood after a long time had passed.

"That tree, that's weird"

A girl turns her gaze to Sabitoga pointing to the green corner that colors the scenery.

A young tree growing into a giant tree protruded the raw, yellow, round fruit branches of the Sabitogas. There is only one branch that is fruitful if you approach it, and no other branches even have leaves on them.

There were signs of artificially pruned branches.

"This branch, subtly different in colour from the other branches... I got picked up later."

"Junction tree?"

"It's about cutting a tree branch and transplanting another tree branch. Someone replaced only one branch."

Sabitoga rips off one yellow fruit and divides it with a spear blade. I checked to make sure the white emulsion came out and then looked back at the direction the branches were stretching.

At the end of his sight, a fine yellow colour dances, mixed with the colours of wooden and mountain grapes filled with lizards. Running over, only one branch of yellow fruit was still tangled to a tree, stretching its tip toward a new yellow.

This is the trick to reach the settlement. Sabitoga, face-to-face with the girl, continues to follow the yellow fruits scattered throughout the forest.

Some branches had shed all their fruit along the way, but they also did not lose sight of them thanks to the fact that all the trees on which the tangent was based were of the same species. Only those who notice the woodworking act can pick it up, it's a sign.

Then the signs of the beast on the tree are distant. The wind hitting my cheeks cools down and I have a hunch about the presence of an open space.

When the bark crooked a branch with huge fruit enough to hide. The white light filled Sabitoga and the others.

"... a settlement!

A cheering girl jumps up like a rabbit, poking at the sky with both fists (kobushi).

A group of buildings made in the hands of the obvious showered (ah) the light of electricity at the clicks of the trees, which should also be called the forest halls.