"What no? I can't protect you? Is there such a stupid story?"
"Looks like there is. Apparently, the roots are deeper than this one thinks."
Astral, a special selection unit that helped the boy, was facing a problem.
That means we don't protect the boys we helped in this country. Lydia says there's no way that could have happened, but it was actually the truth communicated by the other country.
"Anything, it seems the village where the boy was was was in a special environment"
"Special environment?
Lydia asks for Abby's story at the garrison "Cucumber" base prepared by this country because no other crew is on a different assignment at the moment.
It had already been a week since I helped the boy, and I was also in the process of helping him deal with the aftermath of that conflict.
"Ah. Anything, they exist within this small country but originally formed independent villages. It has always been the same, I belong to this country, but it seems to have been formal."
"But that won't be all. Does there exist a country that abandons its people?
"... Cursed Village"
Abby whines about Bosoli and his name.
"Cursed village?
"Oh. Anything, do the ritual and put God down or something"
"God hey... I didn't know anyone would say that in this day and age"
"But there is no denying it at all. Ritual things have been done for a long time. And its history is in the kingdom."
"I know, but now the magic itself is being revealed by code theory. Now, who says anything about the existence of God?
That was a candid feeling.
Lydia is right, the world made technical leaps by systematizing code theory in the first place. Until now, what was said to be God's moves, "Mitsu", was logically revealed.
Of course there are still human beings who believe in the existence of God, but their number is becoming considerably lower in modern times.
If you just believe again, you never heard of rituals traditionally performed in closed villages.
"I guess that's what you think because we're from the magical powers there. As a reality, there is no doubt that such a village exists"
"Could this conflict be related to that"
"Oh. I want you to look through this material."
Abby, who had already received material from Henrik, shares it with Lydia.
"... guerrillas raid to get the village treasure. But in fact, you mean falling together..."
"Village treasure. We don't know what that is yet. And the presence of the guerrilla also confirmed the body, but we don't know where it came from. The damage was too severe. Besides, that boy, he doesn't seem to have been in that place forever."
"What? What does that mean?
"This conflict occurred two weeks ago. I mean, he seems to have been wandering on his own for about a week. It's a coincidence that we arrived at that place."
Hearing the words, Lydia thinks. She noticed the presence of that boy because she felt the overflowing primary material, Prima Materia.
But when I hear the story later, I say that no one could perceive the first material, Prima Materia.
Is he special? Or is Lydia special?
Either way, Lydia felt there was something about the boy.
"So, what's that boy gonna do in the end?
"The process of picking it up here is already over. He seemed neglected. Arrangements for an orphanage in the Kingdom are also in progress, but the situation is one. It'll be hard to send them over there right away."
"You will. Does that mean we'll be protecting you for a while?
"Don't be. Fortunately, the conflict around here is itself quenching fire. Besides, Carol and Major, who are not on the front line, will take care of us."
Listening to the story, Lydia strokes her breasts down in a ho. We have seen numerous lives that cannot be helped as the conflicts caused by sorcery have spread.
She was happy to have a life in it that she could have saved. He said he was glad he could save someone else, too.
But the discomfort in my heart had not been wiped off.
"All right, well, see how that kid's doing?"
"I'm late to say it, but he says he's back in consciousness"
"What? Say it quickly. Yikes!
And I realize that Lydia yelling softly but Abby's expression is dark.
"Is something wrong...?
I ask that in a serious voice.
"I'm sure that boy must have seen such a tragic sight. You've seen that scene, haven't you? I've been alone there for two weeks. It won't be impossible to shut your heart."
"... ok. In the meantime, I'm gonna go check on you."
And as she left the room, she headed to the place where the boy was resting. The distance is not so far away, a room inside this base.
When I arrived there, Carol had already spoken to him.
"You know what? I wonder what your name is?
……
"Do you know how old I am?
……
Waking his body out of bed only his upper body, he was flabbergasted. Your eyes are open, and you seem to be breathing. The container itself is stable.
Carol asks that slowly, in a gentle voice. He seemed to be trying to keep his gaze on him and have a close dialogue.
"─ Carol."
"Lydia."
Looking back, Carol was there with the neighborhood Kuma just a little bit in her eyes. I haven't been able to sleep too busy here lately, and Carol was physically and mentally close to the limit. Still, this is how I'm here because I think I'm going to deal with him.
Because she's a thicker person than anyone else.
"What's the capacity?
"It's stable."
"Then..."
"Yeah. It's not just my voice. I have no reaction to the voices of other people."
Getting closer.
The boy looked too painful. It's just like darkness in those eyes. I couldn't even feel alive from my body, I was just staring into the void.
"What do you say your name is?
Ask.
Lydia also knew that her voice was not responding. After a while, he won't get back to me.
"... apparently, you can't"
"Yeah. But I'll take good care of it. 'Cause I can't believe this country abandoned me... not really."
Are you crying, Carol was just a little tearful. I'm sure that's because I sympathize with his condition.
"So far, there's nothing I can do. Carol, I got the rest."
"Yeah. See you later, Lydia."
And it was the moment I tried to leave under the boy. Lydia remembers the feeling of being grabbed by a military uniform from behind. I thought it was Carol at first, but I'm not supposed to do that to a boulder.
Because if you want to stop calling, you just have to speak up.
Then who kept her still... that's...
"... Ray"
A small voice reached both ears. Lydia immediately lowered her back and glanced at the boy and decided to ask again.
"Name, is that Ray?
"... yeah"
The expression is still dark. And his eyes are dyed and cut in the dark. But I answered Lydia for some reason.
"Do you know how old I am?
"... five years old"
"Right. Thanks."
Wrap gently around it. Then he stayed tired or fell asleep.
"... his name is Ray. Are you five years old?"
"Did you remember Lydia?
"You remember when I helped you?
"Yeah. That's why you answered me."
I don't have a clear answer or anything to Carol's question, but she thinks it's possible too.
Anyway, I found out his name and age. That alone is definitely a great advance.
"I guess so. Anyway, let's report this. Besides, you must be in our unit for a while, right? We've got to get ready."
"Ugh!
It was still going to take some time until Ray opened his mind.