Monster no Goshujin-sama

22 ~ Rose Perspective ~

Leaving the village to escape from the Macro-Lynn Frontier Belgian Army, we were on the run with the elves.

To earn distance, we leave before the sun rises.

He walks silently and with vigilance all around him to reduce his strength drain.

"Time to take a break"

It was after noon that Mr Silan proposed a break.

When the elves stopped their feet, they bowed down to the ground to meow and throw out.

Everyone looked tired.

I can't help it.

Even though there is something spiritually harsh about just fleeing the village where you were born and raised, the enemy is accompanied by the Knights of the Diocese, which should also be a symbol of justice in this world.

Except for the night and brief breaks, in the best of circumstances just without such a broken heart, it's walking stuffs all day.

I just did that night, and I can't rest that way in a dangerous tree sea.

Health drain was severe.

But most importantly, it's Mr. Silan who doesn't look well.

In her case, your husband is dragging you into a lack of magic.

Still giving instructions to the elves on their temperament, I guess, because they know they can't keep the group if they don't.

I can't do it.

It just wasn't as ruinous in nature as it once was.

"I'm sorry, Lord Rose. Could you please see how everyone's doing?"

Saying, Mr. Silan lowered his back to the ground.

To reduce the loss of magic at all.

Now she was calmly judging what she could do.

"That's okay. Tell me if you have anything else to do. You can't let Mr. Silan fall on you."

"I'm not going to fall."

If I spoke a word of care, Mr. Silan gave a temperamental grin.

"Two more days of patience."

"Right. Good luck."

I nodded and began to look around at how the elves were.

Even though it's a small village, if it's both minutes, it takes a lot of time to see how it goes.

Along the way, he also talked to Robbia and Mr. Leah to split up and see if his companion was safe or not.

Many were seriously injured in the raids of the Cathedral Knights, the attacks of the Borderline Belgian Army, and others had to travel in their luggage.

They must be supplied with wound pills and bandages if necessary.

Even so, I will not forget the perimeter vigilance.

Until now, there have been no attacks by the Border Bo's army, but there was no doubt that they should have been tracked.

With this number of adults, it is also difficult to hide off traces of movement.

It would be better to assume that they are gradually being chased away.

I have ideas to crack this situation down, but it was difficult to get the defectors out that far.

"Hey, doll"

That's how I looked around, and Berta called out.

"Don't you have to call out to Slime? It's time for a change."

"Ah. Right."

Too much distraction, he told me he'd forgotten.

"Thank you"

"Well, thank you."

I thanked Berta for turning that way, and after speaking to Robbia and Mr. Leah, we headed to our own car.

In the car, your husband was put to sleep.

My chest hurts when I look painful.

But there is nothing I can do.

"Dear Sister Lily. It's time for a change."

"Yeah. Thanks, Rose"

Sister Lily, who was doing restorative magic to your husband, smiled at this one.

It's a tired grin.

The magical glow at hand can disappear.

"Short time, but rest"

"Yeah. Let me do that. And then say hello..."

That said, Sister Lily fluttered out of the car.

The quickest way to restore magic is to go back to slime and get some rest.

I needed to go outside because my sister's original appearance is huge.

I will have taken over your master's escort.

However, there can be no substitute for another role, the therapist.

I shook the shoulder of a real vegetable sleeping with my knees in the corner of the car.

"Wake up, Vegetables"

"Huh... hmm. Ro no,?

The genuine vegetables showed a rare appearance of falling asleep.

I guess this one is tired too.

Only three people can use restorative magic: Sister Lily, Kay, and the Vegetables.

The rest of Kay also sleeps like he's dead in the car.

It was because of squeezing magic.

The real vegetables likewise slept to restore some magic.

The only role that can do restorative magic to your husband is to turn it around between these three.

I should have been able to afford a little more, but the attack by the Borderline Bo's army had left me in an unscrupulous situation while travelling.

Originally, the coriander's body is weaker than the other two.

Low amount of magic.

There was no doubt that the current situation was a huge burden.

"Excuse me, genuine vegetables. I know it's hard, but it's time."

"... oh. Right. Excuse me."

Do you even have a headache, the genuine vegetables were holding around the temples.

Trying to get up, that body fluttered.

I supported my shoulders.

"Thank you"

"No."

Thin shoulders.

After a bit of strength, it seemed like it would crumble.

But I don't have to rely on the real vegetables right now.

On your husband's pillow, the genuine vegetables dropped their hips.

The hand dwelt the white light of healing magic.

That's when.

"... Kato. And Rose."

The plundered voice rose.

Unexpectedly I clung to the body of the truffle, which remained with my arms turned.

Her husband's eyes, lying down, opened thinly.

"Your husband! Did you wake up?"

"... oh"

I had a clear answer.

I looked at the truffles and the faces.

On the move, I woke up several times, but this was the first time my consciousness had clearly returned.

"Was I, Travis and... Was that a dream? No. No. That's..."

Crushing in an ambiguous tone, your husband showed a bare gesture of trying to get his upper body up.

"Yes, you shouldn't, sir. Don't push it yet."

I hurriedly pushed away.

Most importantly, your husband was unable to hold his half satisfactorily without having to do so.

The body I touched was powerless enough to make me sad.

Edgar's medicine is eating away his body.

But the eyes that were directed at this one weren't losing power.

"... sorry, can you explain the situation"

After I gave him water while supporting his body, your husband asked.

"Where are we... what happened? What's the situation...?

"Do you remember being raided by Edgar? Your husband fell by the legacy of Edgar's brave man, the Spiritual Medicine."

Since it is better to focus on restorative magic for the genuine vegetables, ask them to follow up if necessary, and I have decided to answer your husband's questions.

"'Psychotropic drugs'...?

"He says it's a magic tool activated by putting in a knight's prayer and putting in his life. It's also called the Martyr's Arrow."

"I see. A poison derived from the brave. So I fell..."

The answer seemed a little harsh, but the thought seems solid.

To your husband, who pulled his jaw in a convincing manner, I continued.

"After your husband lost consciousness, we left the village. We are now heading north on the Tree Sea. Because I was informed of the imminent arrival of the Macro-Lynn Border Bell Army. It was Mr. Adolph of the Akel National Army stationed in Diospiro who informed us about the Borderline Uncle's army. As a false brave man, your husband's crusade for the Borderline Lord's Army has a strength of about 5,000 troops. Gerbera confirmed the formation, but said if it was attacked from the front, there wouldn't be a single one."

"The Borderline Uncle Leader...?

"Yes. Perhaps Edgar's raid was also a response to that. At first we tried to solve the misconception that your husband was a false brave man. But it was stopped by Berta, who came to the village. That's pointless."

"Is Berta here?... No. That's good. More than that, what do you mean it's pointless to try to solve a misunderstanding?

"As a matter of fact, at the time of hearing from Mr. Adolph, the Borderline Lord's Army was nearer than we thought. Specifically, even the next village."

"Neighbor..."

Your husband warped his face.

Maybe I even had a bad feeling about it.

And that was right.

"No way......"

"Yes. Unfortunately, the village was attacked by the Borderline Belgian Army and destroyed. In the testimony of the elves who have fled the village, we say that there was not even room for discussion. This can't persuade you or anything. We rushed out of the village thinking Berta was right."

"... stupid. Such a mess. Because of us, Mr. Leah's village was attacked."

I shook my head at your husband, who looked just as shocked.

"It is the idea of the elves, including Mr. Silan, that we were not meant as pretexts. In fact, the people of the Borderline Belgian Army who attacked the village said they would" exterminate the evil elves ".

"Use the elves as spirits... or use monsters and see them as the backcutters of mankind"

"That's what happens"

Originally, Akel's people themselves did not have good feelings for the macro-lin border uncle, and the elves were burning their anger at the border uncle's army.

True vegetables were as good as they said that this escape was somehow established that some parts of the rage might be an exciting ingredient.

The hostility to the Macrolin Borderline uncle, who did a disastrous thing, only brings the stiff elves together in one strong way.

When people are uniting their will, they exert great power.

Any now would have been appreciated if it would have helped.

"The fortunate thing about being unhappy is that Mr. Melvin, the village chief, was alive. After letting the majority of the village elves escape, Mr. Melvin commanded and resisted some of the villagers he could fight, but he said he was finally on the step of the village being destroyed, saving his life by an intrusive Berta. I'm badly injured, but there's nothing else in my life."

"Right. That's good. I have to thank Berta."

"Berta has been our escort ever since. He also carried a letter from Kudo Lu."

"... a letter?

"From me about it"

The real vegetables opened their mouths.

"Excuse me. It was an emergency, so I let you read the contents"

In the letter, you could read the letters of your husband's world. Sister True Vegetables and Lily looked through.

"That's okay. What did it say?

"Kudo Lu said he accepted his senior offer to stay in touch and let Berta hold a letter to exchange information. The letter said something about the identity of the pseudo-brave. According to Kudo Lu's story, the identity of the pseudo-brave man whose rumors are circulating in the southern part of the empire was the Expedition's departure group. I'll skip the details, but thank goodness the leaving group failed the monster crusade, which was interpreted as the work of the impostor."

"... right"

Your husband was flattered.

I know you have something to say, but I guess you've decided that there's something else more important at the moment.

The real vegetables also moved on.

"It said that in some regions we could also be mistaken for false braves, than real transferees are being treated as false. Although I apparently could not have predicted that a senior in a remote Akel would be treated like a fake brave man."

"That's right. Everything is a mess."

"Right."

The genuine vegetables nodded and frowned.

"Nevertheless, I don't feel a little bit too much."

"Vegetables?"

"... no. Nothing."

When I leaned my neck, I shook the truffle.

"Mr. Rose, go on."

"Ah, yes. Okay."

Something seems to have bothered me, but it was certainly a priority to explain now.

"Uh, your husband. Anyway, we fled the village with the elves. This was three days ago."

"Three days..."

Your husband opened his eyes gently.

"You didn't get chased much."

"Around there, I asked the genuine vegetables to take the means"

"What's going on?

"To put it plainly, it's a replacement operation. Prepared for our escape, we left the village and asked Gabella and Ayamu to take a different course of action until the arrival of the Borderline Bersers. Gabella was asked to capture the neighboring monsters and gather them in the village, and to stop and see how close the Border Army was coming."

The monster's capture was something he could do because he was Garbera of Arakune, who had a powerful solo combat capability and was good at capturing others.

In addition, the current state of sisterLily's inability to move, difficult to spot by the enemy because she was a small body, and the work of an excellent sense of abstinence was also a must.

"And then we unleashed the monsters we gathered, anticipating the timing of the arrival of the Border Bell Army."

"Did you mesh the monsters you unleashed on the village with the Borderline Army?"

Better yet, your husband breathed.

"Our strength will not be scratched while we can hold back. That's Kato, don't count on me."

"Really. I think it's nice that there's no forgiveness"

"... I know you're complimenting me, but that expression is a little complicated"

Vegetables with their brow butts lowered for some reason, but the work was actually commendable.

This measure didn't come to mind on the spot, but the genuine vegetables have been around for a long time - and that's how they've been thinking about if someone ever raided them before there was such an attack by the Borderline Belgian Army.

Looks like what I was assuming was a raid by the Cathedral Knights, but one of the measures I had in mind was to fit in.

Incidentally, there have also been other proposals to let them fight the Borderline Belgian Army that they followed by slipping near the nest of the well-bred herd beluga, but this one is more risky than accompanying a group of village elves.

We did the best we could.

"The Borderline Belgian Army lost time attacking monsters gathered in the village. Originally, they had left the village early thanks to Berta informing us, which should have opened up quite a distance"

"Right. That's more than anything. Well done."

Your husband frowned worryingly after praising you so.

"But is everything going to be okay? I can't keep running away forever. Do you have that?... No, wait. Earlier, you said you were heading north."

As I said, he noticed.

I nodded to your husband, who narrowed his eyes.

"Have you noticed? Yes, there's only one way."

We were not just fleeing to the dark clouds.

I had a destination.

It was Robbia who suggested it.

It's usually surprising, but only this time I can say it's inevitable.

Because that's the first place that comes to mind for her.

"The unconscious forest of northern Akel… to be precise, the 'fog junction' that has covered the area will be the destination"

"... I see you've thought about it. That fog has the magic of stray. I can't take control of the big army. Even if you can, it's hard to track down who you're running from. In contrast, we have Robbia."

"That's right. That fog doesn't only work on dragons. In that case, we will not be caught by the Border Lord's Army."

"Is there hope if we can escape that far? How long will it take to get to" The Fog's Boundary "?

"Hurry up, it's two days. You will be able to get there around lunch the day after tomorrow, although you will be doing some imposing. Currently, we are just choosing a route to avoid damage to other villages and proceeding through the tree sea. If we keep this up, we'll probably be able to escape before the Border Bo army kicks us in."

In one way or another, it was a priority to be careful not to send out defectors.

Of course, I can't get distracted, but I don't mean a desperate situation.

I guess I figured that out. Your husband exhaled deeply in relief.

"... well. Good."

I just said, your husband meditated his eyes hard several times.

My eyes didn't focus subtly.

I perceived that I was tired because I was relieved.

"You must be tired. Don't push it."

I've been awake for a short time, but my body is eroded by poison.

Health equals zero.

I had other things to talk about about the current situation, and I wish I had exchanged words with everyone else, but I had no choice but to do all this.

You should wait for the next opportunity.

"Don't worry, sir. If you buy time with" The Fog's Boundary, "things should change."

I overlapped my words in order to make your husband sleep in peace.

"Even Akel's army, which cannot be moved at present, will all pass on what happened in the pioneering village. In Mr Silan's view, if his own people were to be killed irrationally, he would not be silent as Akel either. It is possible that you will move in a direction that protects us, even if we cannot be more aggressive in our offense than we are with the Knights of the Diocese"

Even if not, it is possible to take slow action as long as we escape into the 'Fog Boundary'.

"Rest. In the meantime, I'll take care of it."

"... ok"

By the time I said that, your husband was already on the loose.

Its lips spun an obscure voice of contour.

"When I sleep, I'll see you again...... no. I have to fight too..."

"... Your husband?

It was a dialogue I didn't really understand.

But I didn't have time to listen to what you meant.

Your husband was in his sleep for more than half of the time.

"Hey Rose...... just a little bit. Would you hold my hand, please?

With his eyelids closed, your husband said, like a rumor.

He says if you're weak, you're weak, and maybe you're anxious.

Or isn't that all?

In any case, there was no way to refuse or anything like that.

"Okay."

I touched your husband's hand.

Then a hand more than once larger than mine grabbed my fingertips.

I made sure to split my fingers between them and my hands were tightly connected.

While hesitating, I gripped it back from this one.

It was a joy to be born in my breasts, even though this was the time.

I was just glad to be asked.

The joy swelled up and turned into something big impulse.

I still don't know what it is.

So the impulse had no place to go, and just for a moment, I couldn't help but make my whole body tremble.

Doing through confusing, strong, primitive emotional twists.

Then another urge boiled down instead.

Now I know what that is.

Asylum cravings to the point of intense.

It was my raison d 'être, present as a shield.

"Your husband..."

In front of me, the appearance of your weakened husband.

The remorse I couldn't protect even though I was beside you. Impudence.

Meet and every day so far.

And this thought of your husband, who still cannot be named.

Every emotion crosses over and results in a simple determination.

"I will protect you from anything, my lord."