Black eyes coming staring at this one. In those eyes, I wonder, the colour of relief seeped.
The footsteps that come close are not that heavy besides thoughts. I don't see any foot injuries. But blood seeped from his right arm, which he was holding back with his palm, dyeing the sleeves of his white coat red.
Arnold walked up to me as I sat down. I look up at that face and crush it blindly.
"Mr. Arnold..."
"I'm gonna go get some healing pills."
To the words I went back to me hah and nodded loudly.
Yes, right around the corner, there are two soldiers who have been wounded trying to protect me. We have to deliver the recovery pills to them as soon as possible. Besides, they're not the only ones. We don't know exactly what's going on, but we must be fighting demons all over the city.
Fortunately, the branch is in front of us. Stepping into the bright white building with a rush of feelings, he tried to bring out the recovery pills he had been making.
At that time, when Arnold slowly pulled one out of the box where the healing pills were stuck, he drank it all at once. He's also an injured man.
"... are you okay?
"Ah."
Arnold wiping his mouth a lot. My body in front of me tensed much harder for a moment, then quickly relaxed with a loud sigh.
Look at the wound. There was no more blood.
"I'll take you to the mansion. Perhaps the injured are being brought in, so I'll leave the treatment to you"
"Yes.... oh, you know, I'm actually way off with Mr. Vilma"
"Okay, okay."
Arnold nodded small, without looking dragged by my hurried tone.
Is Mr. Vilma safe? A little anxious, but it can be an extra hassle for me to look for the city badly and walk. Pity, but it would be best to leave it to Arnold.
Just hold a box filled with restorative medicine and the two of us take it out and leave the branch. - Then, Mr. Alec passed right in front of him in good time.
"Mr. Arnold!
Thin, dirty, terminal face with mud and some cuts. I can't see any noticeable wounds on my body, but I'm covering my flank with my left hand. Bruises or fractures?
Arnold did not even show a bare gesture to delight Mr. Alec in his safety, and therefore inquired calmly, in the usual tone.
"Mr. Alec, what about the demons?
"Looks like we could crusade forever.... No, the demon has retreated, to be exact"
"... retreat?
Arnold tilted his neck.
Retreat. That means the demon pulled it off the battlefield of his own volition? If Alec and the others held the demons' breath with their hands, they would say they were able to retreat, not retreat.
I also leaned my neck towards Mr. Alec's choice of words, whilst sneaking a sigh of relief that whatever it was, the demon had left the city.
"We'll talk about it later. Mr. Arnold, I'm sorry, but will you protect the mansion with the soldiers? Many of the residents are evacuated. I'm gonna come around again and see if there's any demons left in the city."
With such a quick mouth, Mr. Alec tried to run out without even hearing Arnold's reply. Speak unexpectedly on that back.
"Um, healing pills...!
Perfectly stops Mr. Alec's leg. And he slowly approached me with his big crotch and received the recovery pills.
"Sorry, thanks"
Terminal thanks.
Mr. Alec ran out again wondering if he had stirred up the container all at once for a long time. On its back, I trusted a young lord to rule the region.
Returning to the mansion with Arnold, it was a mess for people. As Mr. Alec said, I guess many people in the city are evacuating to this mansion. Many soldiers stood in front of the gate and looked alert.
I ran off to treat the injured with a healing pill in one hand. That being said, all you have to do is listen to the symptoms and give them the most suitable potent restorative medication. Even though it was, there were more people than I expected, and my forehead felt moist and wet with sweat.
visiting, as a matter of priority, the source of an injured person who looked particularly seriously ill, when it came to a paragraph,
"Master Laura!
Somewhere, they called me by name. To that voice, and there's only one thing I know how to call it.
"Mr. Emiliana!
"Good, you're safe!
If you look up, a cute smile pops into your sight as expected. I noticed its eyes were red and swollen, but that was delightful to reunite without pointing out.
I'm sure Mr. Emiliana must have been anxious, too. Her stomach ached when she squeezed my hand so hard.
After we rejoiced in each other's safety, I remembered. Is Mr. Vilma safe? They haven't found him yet.
"Mr. Emiliana, did you not see Mr. Vilma? It's falling off..."
"If it was Mr. Vilma, I'd be in that room over there. I was a little hurt, but you're safe."
I felt like my chest would be saved by that word.
Good. From Emiliana's tone and expression, it doesn't even seem like she's suffering that much.
As Mr. Emiliana led me, I opened the door of a guest room. Then you jump into view, red. I rushed over to the person who looked up and laughed at me.
"Good for you, Mr. Vilma...!
"Laura, you seem to have worried me. I'm sorry, I ran out without thinking."
to Mr. Vilma's words. I shake my neck in small pieces, over and over again.
"No, no... you were splendid. I can't do anything."
Perhaps Mr. Vilma was running around the city where he held his recovery pills and became a battlefield. Her behavior was splendid as a King's cook. Unlike me, who has given priority to my own safety.
Mr. Vilma must be well aware and proud of what the King's Coordinators are and what action they should take.
"I was still unconscious, like."
My words. Mr. Vilma said, "What are you talking about!" He raised his voice and denied it.
To an unexpectedly strong objection, I look at her with my eyes round.
"You would still be 14. It's amazing how you feel that way that year."
Mr. Vilma, who strokes my head to comfort me, seems like a sweet sister.
Unexpectedly, tears crept down my eyeballs. I didn't do anything. I felt sorry for myself to cry, and I wiped it quick.
I have a shitty grin to mislead. Then Mr. Vilma smiled so that, having figured it all out, he could be fooled.
- When the heartbeat, which had been ringing ever since the demonic raid, finally began to show calm. At some point Arnold stood near the door to make sure Mr. Vilma was safe. The white coat, which seemed to have changed clothes and worn out with blood, mud and scratches, had turned into pure white that.
It would be nice to bite off Mr. Vilma's safety, but should it be time to go around to the other injured?
I decided so and I stood up with a no to Mr Vilma. And I reached for the door knob on the door - a few moments earlier than I held the door knob, and the door opened.
Suddenly I lay down in front of the door that opened in front of me. I couldn't fall. I stared at the ground and put my foot into it. I was delayed in checking the person who opened the door.
"Mr. Alec."
To Arnold's voice, I found out who opened the door.
He apologizes to me and then steps into the room. But it didn't come in any further, and I looked up and wondered what was going on.
"Mr. Arnold, I need to talk to you"
I looked directly at Arnold from the front and said so with the volume of his voice also suppressed.
I don't know much about Mr. Alec, but from what I can tell, it doesn't look like I can do anything. Turning to Mr. Emiliana out of confusion, she stared at her fiancée. I don't even have eyes on this one.
Though I don't know the details, the heavy air drifting on this spot clogged my chest a lot.
Arnold moves unexpectedly. There were no words, but Mr. Alec opened the door behind him to see if he had perceived anything. And I thought I was leaving as I was.
"Ampere, come too.... Do you mind?
Right in front of the door, Arnold looked back at this one.
He suddenly pulls me in where I was feeling outside the mosquito net, and I eat him. But it seems important - and on top of that, I don't see the story at all - if you look at the young lord with the silver hair that Mr. Alec is not even supposed to welcome me in a place of consultation.
"Ah. If you are in the royal castle, you will naturally be in your ears in the future. Besides, Mr. Laura has a favor to ask."
How surprisingly, I agreed.
It was in Mr. Alec's study that I, Arnold, and Mr. Emiliana were invited. After that, Alec told Emiliana to follow him as well.
I feel nostalgic somewhere, it was a calming study full of paper smells. If I had visited it in my daily routine, it would surely have been a place where I could have had a soothing and gentle time. But now, the air flowing between the four of us is heavy enough to catch my breath.
Mr. Alec glanced at our faces and then opened his mouth.
"First of all, Mr Arnold, thank you again for your cooperation. Many lives have been saved thanks to you"
Deeply bowing your head, Mr. Alec. Directly from the front, Arnold nodded as his gaze dropped to the floor looking uncomfortable somewhere.
Mr. Alec looks up. The eyes were shaking.
"And there's one thing I want to report. … during the fighting in the city, the demon suddenly withdrew"
"What is retreat?
"You're right about that. When I thought the demons looked up at the sky in unison to be invited to something, we left blind. It was about the arrow tip that knocked down nearly half of the demons and pushed them to a disadvantage."
Arnold lurked his eyebrows, and now it was time to keep a close eye on Mr. Alec.
Retreat. I feel uncomfortable with the word. Apparently that was the same for Arnold.
Arnold asked in a questionable, exploratory voice.
"You think such intelligence is ready for demons in the area?
On that question, Mr. Alec shook his head without words.
"I can't deny it completely. But I've never seen anything like it before. Besides, Mr. Arnold would have noticed, wouldn't he? This raid..."
"You were using"
Arnold took over Mr. Alec's words.
- Huh?
Without knowing it, that word seemed to have spilled out of my mouth. He didn't miss hearing that. He picked it up tight. Arnold looked back at this one. And then he captures me firmly with those black eyes and obviously opens his mouth towards me.
"A large group of demons was recognized just outside the city this morning. And when the soldiers left the city on guard... the demons, who were supposedly holding back elsewhere, attacked the city, easier to break in because there were fewer guards than usual."
I nodded as good at Arnold's terminal commentary.
"It's too simple an operation, but the demon has never acted like that before - such as using a Obviously not like before."
Mr. Alec's words at the end, heavy silence flows between us.
Demons who retreated as if they had perceived an unfavourable situation. I'm not saying that demons don't possess all kinds of intelligence, but Mr. Alec says that has never happened before.
I was stuck with the change. He seemed to be reminded once again that the time of the Resurrection of the Demon King was approaching.
The demon will increase its power from now on. It is inspired by the immense evil power of the Demon King. No, more directly, maybe the Demon King is giving power to the demons under his command.
Nonetheless, the seal of the Demon King is probably weakening. The attack on Emme's village and king's capital, and this one, only seemed a sign that the power of the Demon King was being leaked by the weakening of the seal.
Mr. Alec opens his mouth again in the heavy air firmly against his shoulders.
"Like I was invited earlier, I said, but there was a more worthy expression"
Raise to the word the face that was unconsciously leaning down. At the end of his gaze, Alec's expression was stiff and cold as if he had closed his emotions.
"It was like - someone gave me instructions."
"Last Brave" demon king appeared on the back of “me” brain.
The demon king floating behind his brain looked a lot like a man. No, I was taking over a man's body, to be exact. As the form of battle progresses, its appearance transforms into an ugly demon.
The abominable laughter of the Demon King came back to my eardrums. I shake it a few times smaller to shake it off.
"I sent out a rush to Wang Du earlier. In a few days, a lot of people will know about this city."
That's what I said. Mr. Alec is pulling his jaw all the time and staring at the void. And - I uttered the word.
"Perhaps this city will be raided again"
Hiu, and the thin sound of someone breathing in, reached my ear. I was also so upset that I didn't know whether it was from me or from Emiliana, who stands by my side.
It was a word I should have predicted. But still, I got upset so far because I wasn't too lost in Mr. Alec's tone. He seemed certain of “it”.
I stare flashly at Mr. Alec's side. Then his eyes were accidentally pointed at this way.
Strong will shoots through my pale blue eyes glaring at me and I unwittingly took a few steps back. I didn't know what my fears were about, but my instincts whispered, frightened.
"Mr. Laura, I need a favor. Will you take Emiliana and evacuate her to a town called Anea? Anea is the closest town to Platonovena, but if you try to distance it, it's quite there"
To unexpected words, I leak a small voice "eh".
Approximately me not being able to keep up with my understanding, Mr. Alec continued.
"I don't mind if you head back to Wang Du. Rather, Mr Arnold would be more comfortable with that. In a safe place away, I'd like you to prepare our recovery pills."
Instead of having you come to this city, you should have asked for that from the beginning.
So spilled, Mr. Alec bowed his head.
"Just then, I want you to take Emiliana. I'll take care of the housing arrangements here."
"Oh, wait! I...!
It was Mr. Emiliana who raised his voice. Obviously I'm not convinced, it was the tone it would take my fiancée to eat.
For Mr. Emiliana, Mr. Alec softened his expression all the time. Then I slowly walk over to Mr. Emiliana and grab her shoulder all the way. Looks like he grabbed it with a very strong force to see the wrinkles leaning against Mr. Emiliana's clothes shoulder.
"Emiliana, listen to me. And you're not the only one evacuating. [M] Everyone in the city will be accepted by Anea soon. There will be soldiers stationed in Platonovena, making it a fortress for demonic crusades."
Mr. Alec bends his knees, bows himself, and peeks into Mr. Emiliana's face. Emiliana still looks like she's about to cry, her eyes squinting, staring at her fiancée in front of her.
I could see that Mr. Alec slightly dropped his gaze to escape that gaze.
"Of course, I'll take command of the rest too"
Mr. Alec stretches his spine steadily and now looks directly at Arnold. And walking away from Mr. Emiliana, who stood still, he walked over to Arnold,
"Not only the Wang capital, but the nearby towns have been offered use and asked for support. … Please, Mr. Arnold, could you help me?"
I bowed my head deep again.
- Silence. Arnold didn't move one eyebrow.
I need your help. That means remaining magicians in this city for the Demon Crusade.
Emiliana, and Alec have appeared as a couple in "Last Brave". That's why you should get over this event as well.
Besides, Mr. Alec would be a brilliant swordsman, and Arnold's witchcraft arm is a rare thing - perhaps. But even though I knew them, I couldn't stop feeling anxious about whether it was a battle that I could win if I gathered soldiers and confronted demons in a caged city not a caged castle.
He stares at Arnold's cold, frozen side, swallowing his solitary spit. The first lip I stared at moved.
"Are you sure the demons will strike this city again?"
"... probably"
"Why?"
"... think circumstantially, I guess so. The demons that have appeared so many times before near the city have finally stepped into the city. It didn't come true to wipe them out, on the contrary, they left their health behind and" retreated ”. And..."
Mr. Alec said, glancing at me and Mr. Emiliana. That attitude alone was enough to observe that there was something ahead that we didn't want to hear.
Mr. Alec is almost certain of another raid of demons.
Arnold frowned slightly to table his dissatisfaction at the lack of firm confirmation on this occasion. But once you breathe loud enough to shake off that frustration, you open your mouth again.
"What's the option of abandoning this land? Neither the herbs nor the food used for the healing pills grow satisfactorily in this land. Around the city, surrounded by vast nature, feet are taken by deep snow. It's a better environment for demons than humans. Though I think we can also retreat to an environment where interception would be much more advantageous."
Mr. Alec shook his shoulder with prickliness at Arnold's overly sombre inquiry. It was the expression I couldn't see from here, but I could see that my hand, which was beautifully attached to the side of my leg, was squeezed much tighter.
"... it's a last resort. I want to stop the damage while minimizing it in this vast area where the city is not densely packed if I can, beyond saying that there is no chance that the demons who have acquired this land will come down south."
Silence falls again, one last time with Mr. Alec's squeezing voice. It was long, long, silent.
Steal another look at Arnold's side. He was covering his mouth with his hands and laying his black eyes down.
It was a look I had never seen before. Perhaps he is - lost.
But the look quickly disappeared. I think so, I look directly at Mr. Alec with my black eyes. And
"Okay."
Clearly, I nodded.
He was a determined, unmistakable voice.