Master of the brave.

Two neighboring villages were destroyed by a herd of demons.

Information brought about by travellers who accidentally witnessed and escaped from the place being attacked. The village chief immediately made the decision to abandon the village and flee.

Nest's fort is the way to escape.

It was the elder's decision that it would be safest there where the Knights were stationed.

But the four-legged demon's feet are fast.

Fortunately, thanks to the knights who heard the tiptoe escort them, the people of the village of Torque were able to reach the fort even as the four-legged demons chased after them.

But there was greater damage to those who fled from villages farther away than the villages of Torque.

He cleaves the backs of people desperately running for the fort with sharp claws and eats them with tough jaws.

Many knights who went out to save one or more of them also fall with one, and another, in the battle.

Against the demons who pushed the earth all the way to fill it, they still struggled to accommodate one or more evacuees, closing the gates that were open to their limits.

But the gate also makes no sense against flying demons, and does not even rely on thick stone walls against giant demons.

A reduced number of knights are desperately consolidating their defenses, but even from her being a child, we can see that this is a desperate situation.

The demons roar, constantly heard from outside the fort.

The outer walls of the occasional rocking fort.

If a flying demon strikes, a fort of this magnitude or something should fall quickly, but the demons won't.

To give despair and fear for a little longer...

who become less semi-frequent of despair and scatter all around them.

As much as it takes in the hands of demons, and what tries to throw itself from the top of the main tower.

In the corner of the fort dominated by despair and fear, people stood together and just squatted.

She was just shaking again, too.

I don't cry, I just lean on my sobbing mother shaking her thin body.

Flying around overhead, bird-shaped demons were flying in creepy oddities.

Every time I hear that chirping, people crawl to the ground with their heads in their arms.

And when the demons decided to fly away, people's gaze concentrated on the main tower of the fort.

It had been informed by the mouths of the knights that there was a presence there called the 'brave man' proclaimed by the goddess Anastasia.

What does a brave man do?

Why don't you get rid of the demons soon?

It was heard from everywhere whispers of people spilling discontent from fear to the brave.

Again, without exception, she was angry at someone called the brave man who would never come out in a closed and caged place in the main tower of the fort.

- Until I saw that girl.

The girl walks refreshed with Rin stretching her spine, sewing between frightened people with the door of the main tower open.

The girl, who seems to be about her age or a little younger.

While leaving her young, her horribly neat and beautiful face had no color of fear, and she even had a smile on her face whether to encourage frightening people or not.

- He's a brave man.

From her position, she could no longer immediately see the figure, but with the whispering voices around her, she learned that it was the girl who came out of the main tower who was the brave one. Despite just a glimpse, the girl's appearance burned clearly in her brain.

It's been awhile since she walked up to the fort gate...

Roar, scream of the demons outside the fort.

The sound of destruction that keeps blowing.

And the demons' extinct screams.

I desperately meditated on my eyes because I didn't want to hear those sounds I could hear, and how long since I kept blocking my ears - was I alert?

Eventually I couldn't hear anything outside the fort - the gates of the fort were opened and the brave girl returned.

The girl has countless wounds all over her body.

It was so dirty that there was no golden hair like that which gathered the rays of the sun, no clear white skin of hers, no shadow to see by her own blood and the return blood of the demons.

Intense but not erased warfare released from the girl's entire body - whether she is feeling it unconsciously, the girl walks away as she drags her legs through the crowd watching her with no voice at all.

It was painful, and when she tried to speak up...

"No."

My father pulled my arm.

When I look up at my father's face unexpectedly, what floats there is the color of fear.

When she swallows the words, she looks at her again.

I couldn't imagine how intense the battle was, but the wounds engraved all over her body would still hurt badly.

How terrifying it would have been to take the demons' willingness to kill all over your body with that fine body.

She doesn't know.

A brave girl who destroys the demons and is sent countless sights of fear and awe, similar to the things that are directed at her by her father, without any labor or words of gratitude from anyone when she returns to the fortress she guarded.

Who the hell did the girl fight for...

Just one girl walking into the fort so that she could be held by an elf woman.

Two, the girl and her gaze overlapped.

That's when she realizes.

That the girl's eyes are red and swollen.

Still, the girl smiled at me to cheer her up.

Because she was spilling tears.

Perhaps you thought she cried with a sense of security that opened up from fear.

He was smiling at her, even though he was hurt enough to want to cry himself.

The look is so painful that she spills more tears.

The kindness of the girl conveys the loneliness and loneliness that she would be feeling...

About four years after that day.

"Yes, thank God. The Nests..."

In that word, fear and despair then.

And it reminded me of a brave man who was a girl the same age as her.

Did you destroy the Demon King and make the girl happy?

You won't remember that brave girl, such as about her to the point where her gaze was a little tangled.

But one day, if I ever get a chance to see you, I'd like to say a proper thank you.

- Thank you.

Just say that one word.

Her recollection of four years ago came from her reassurance that she had been picked up from a nest that had gained her whole life in nine deaths.

That would probably be the same for the other villagers.

The fact that tension has loosened all at once may be that there is no choice.

But...

Secondly, the anxiety according to her head.

The father who pulls the luggage car and his mother are simply as happy as the other villagers.

But the anxiety was getting bigger and bigger in her mind.

Something is caught.

Two, I remembered an adventurer boy his age who was running in another direction with a horse in his head.

His father and one of the villagers told him that several adventurers also headed to the city of Nest as a precursor.

Like that adventurer boy, the adventurers who ran to the city of Nest would be using horses.

But no matter how many horses you used, wouldn't it be too soon for an Imperial army stationed in the city of Nest to come to the rescue?

When I came to an idea there, a tremendous fear struck her.

That could be one of the bandits!

By the time she came to an idea there, the knights on horses had already reached the head of their group.

"Sir, not the Nest ones!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's Petersia. Ahhh!!!!

Step on horses and stab the villagers who run away with screams.

"but ahhh!!

"Father! Oops......!

Her father is also jumped by a horse, and the recoil causes the luggage car to jump, striking and rolling over her luxurious body.

A luggage car that rolls over, making a huge noise scattering luggage.

In her fading consciousness, she stared at the luggage coming down on top of herself - and she lost consciousness.

When you regain consciousness. She was in the dark.

No, just a little light plugging in, to be exact.

It took me awhile to realize that was the light that was plugging in from the gap between the rolling luggage car and the ground.

What the hell?

I shook my head and remembered all the more when I wanted to wake up my torso.

They were attacked by people they thought were members of the Bandits.

Reminds me of the sight of my father being jumped by a horse and lying there unharmed.

".................. Huh!

Dad! I try to scream, and I rush to shut my mouth.

The sound of iron shoes walking around.

There are still people who attacked us.

If you listen well, you can also hear a young woman sobbing.

Plus, multiple.

Some of them were familiar voices - she shrunk her trembling whole body slowly, round.

- Scary.

I don't want to die.

Help me.

Scary...... Scary.

Father, where's your mother?

Don't come over here.

Ouch.

Thoughts that turned messy.

Neither are my parents now, who once hugged me at the fort of Nest.

Apparently, she was squatting trying to fit softly between the rolling luggage car and the mirage on the ground.

It must have been made naturally by the side of the trail. That smudge.

When she was rolled over, she was jumped by the luggage car, which accidentally fell into its crease and the luggage car was overturned by making sure to cover it from above.

Thanks to the fact that the ground and the carrier had just flipped over to install it, she had been unable to find it by the people who had now wreaked this tragedy.

If they find us...

She didn't have that experience yet, but I could understand what was being done outside now.

If I can find her, I'm pretty sure she'll see the same thing.

"Captain, you were on your way to the city of Nest, as expected."

"You can't be known before you're done. It was helpful that the adventurer included a woman, but let the bandits finish it when it's over."

"Ha!"

Conversations that are exchanged right around the corner.

Killing her breath, she keeps trembling.

The sobbing of an unfamiliar woman belongs to those adventurers who ran to the touch.

I mean, Nest hasn't gotten a hint.

The adventurers in the village are forced to throw themselves into a desperate battle in anticipation of rescue that cannot possibly come.

She weeps without speaking.

I regretted it.

But she can't do anything.

I just kept waiting for the people who attacked even the villagers to walk away at the bottom of the lucky fall.

Now like a girl who's a brave man then, there's no one to save me.

She just lurks her breath and keeps lurking.

Young women, including the girls who were her friends in the village, and the women of the adventurers, blocking their ears so that they could not hear the screams...