Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

I was losing track of my own mind.

Even though I feel so disgusted and so terrified by what I get done, by what I get done, by everything, I have come to follow orders flatly.

It's my virgin technique worn in this world.

But when I get my limbs restrained and put on my back, I remember my first experience of coming to this world, and I'm going to freak out.

I can't stand anything else, but that's all I can stand.

When I realized that, your brother began to restrain and abuse my limbs on a regular basis.

Occasionally, your brother can be as kind to me as people have changed.

But this guy's never my brother.

This guy's kindness is fake.

I've decided to think of Stiard as a creature called your brother already.

My real brother is not this guy, he's your brother.

If you remember my mother now, my mother and father before you, and your brother, you wouldn't have completely broken your heart.

"Oh, Princess Christina"

From one day on, your brother started laying another girl on me.

I often hear the names Christina and Celia.

You're dedicating your manipulation to them, and you barely touch my body anymore.

But it has a weird smell.

And one day, there was a day when your brother was in such a bad mood about what happened.

Something tells me your brother made some mistakes at the school he attends, and that day he was stubbornly whipped.

From the fragmentary words, he seems to resent the boy by the name of Rio.

I've heard that name several times.

He seems to be close to someone like Celia, because he's often whipped at me for saying that he's a shameful man who scolds a lot of women.

I wonder what this guy is talking about.

I'm not sure.

And then a few days later, I was summoned by your father.

When your father calls me in, it's usually time to order me to kill someone.

When I was given the necessary set of assassination tools to wear, I headed to the room where your father was.

"That's the garment to be assassinated. Remember the smell."

And your father said it in a cold voice.

"Yes."

When I reply briefly, I smell and smell clothes as I was told.

Somehow I just learned a little nostalgia.

But thanks to the collar, I'm starting to feel like I need to act instantly, and that feeling is quickly flushed.

Leaving the mansion where it is kept, I traced the smell.

Apparently the Lord of Smells headed outside the King's Capital, and I ran out to track down the Lord of that Smell.

That's how I notice something strange as I run.

Even though the trace of smell remains strong, you can't see the Lord of smell this way.

Run, run, you can't keep up with the assassination targets.

It was after more than two days that I finally caught up.

How much did you run?

I've never been this far from Wang Du.

Make sure the assassination target enters the bustling city from a distance.

Surprisingly, the subject was a dark-haired person.

It was the first time I saw a brunette in this world, so rarely do I get upset.

Besides, it's me and a near-old kid.

I just wanted to talk to you a little bit, but thanks to your collar, you can't disobey the order to assassinate me.

Because if you defy me, you'll have severe pain running all over your body.

Once, I tried to disobey an order, and the pain struck my whole body so much that I was going crazy.

I don't like that pain anymore.

Inevitably, I decided to put a step on killing him.

Even wearing a hood could have made me stand out when I entered the city, so I decided to ask for an opportunity outside the city for a moment.

Then in one day, the boy targeted for assassination came out.

Having considered that an opportunity, I decided to take the lead and pretend to be dead.

Assassination is determined by the first blow.

Quickly killing the opponent at a moment of alarm is the usual means.

If anyone is falling in the woods, they should speak for now.

So I decided to stab him with a poisoned knife just as I came closer.

The boy called out to me, as expected, and held me back to see if I was dead.

I tried to kill a troubled boy, and when I looked at the boy's face up close, I was just a little upset.

Because I felt like the boy's atmosphere was somehow similar to my brother I knew.

Is it because you have dark hair?

That's also true, but it's not decisive.

Eyes.

I felt this boy's eyes resemble the eyes of his brother, who looks out worryingly on the bus.

But the collar ruthlessly evoked the sentiment of killing the boy on me, and I stabbed the knife in the face of the boy's stomach.

The boy tried to avoid the knife by showing an unprecedented reaction, but he can't flaunt my knife in such close proximity.

The boy rushed over at me, but I was convinced to accomplish my mission.

Because the poison painted on that knife is a poison of immediacy.

He looked surprised when the hood was removed and he looked at my ear, but the boy's complexion is rapidly getting worse.

Even so, when the boy's hand glowed holding the wound, the boy's complexion improved.

(Hey, why...?

I'm surprised I approached the boy to stab him in the face.

He stabbed a poisoned knife and the guy moved out fine.

It's like the poison isn't working.

(One, strong...)

After a while of fighting, I realized the strength of the boy.

Seems a little older than me from the looks of it, but my physical abilities should be overwhelmingly outweighed by mine, racially.

Yet the boy moves like me or faster.

My offense, which I worked out in training, doesn't make any sense either.

No matter how much you poke with a knife, you'll be flushed through all of it.

I don't feel like an attack.

(Or you can't win...)

And when I got out of everything about me, I had a hunch about defeat.

If you stay like this, you'll kill me.

Zorr, my spine is getting cold.

I've killed a lot of people before, and I didn't want to die.

In a hurry I unleashed a huge thrust.

Then, the next moment, a shock runs into my abdomen.

My consciousness is about to blow.

But you stay vividly slammed to the ground, forcing your consciousness back into reality.

That's how when I got my limbs restrained and leaned back, my head turned bright white.

I just can't do this posture.

The first memory that brings back memories in this world flashes back.

"Hih, hih, hih, hih, hih, hih, hih"

I lost me and cried out.

A boy is saying something, but it doesn't come into my ear.

Once there, at some point, he was deprived of consciousness, and when he realized, his hands and feet were tied with rope.

There is a boy in front of you who is targeted for assassination.

Because of the collar, the feeling of having to follow orders to kill has boiled in me.

I will try to escape and try to assassinate you, but that is unlikely to be possible.

Then, a boy targeted for assassination has been questioning him in a way that I saw in a drama back in the day as a cooling noise.

I remain silent, but I'm a little scared to feel like I've been spotted on everything.

Listening to the boy's questions in silence...

"... you want to be free from slavery?

And I've said that with some troubled look on my face.

I'm a rare emotional person, but I think I was obviously upset.

Naturally.

I hope it comes true.

He wants to see his loved ones again.

That's what I've always thought and lived with, even with my heart worn out.

But as a slave, I had no choice but to live as a pet, 'cause I almost gave up half the time.

So I didn't try that word to sound deep in my heart.

"Right."

From that reaction of mine, the boy seemed to have guessed how I felt.

But I was staring at him without being able to read the boy's intentions.

(Me, are you free from slavery?

I could see the hope that once boiled abruptly sprouted in me.

I can't stop thrilling and heartbeat in my chest.

Then the boy asked me again if I wanted to be free from slavery.

They asked me if I was willing to kill the boy even after he was no longer a slave, but I would never do that if I was released from slavery.

Because my intention to kill this boy was made by the collar.

(But it's not the trap they set, is it?

I suspected somewhere that maybe your brothers would be nearby and let me hope and push them down to the bottom, and I looked around.

But there's only me and the boy in front of me on this occasion.

When I nodded small, which never approximated my intentions, the boy put his hand on my collar.

Then, Kang, the collar that once sounded high and kept me in captivity comes off.

I looked out at the collar.

Move your neck desperately in a tied condition to make sure you feel the collar.

But there, for years, there was no sense of the collar that was tying me up.

"Uh... uh, uh, hiccup, hiccup, uh-huh."

Like the faucet on the tap broke, I cried out.

I can't stop crying.

I wasn't sure at first why I was crying.

But soon I realized that this emotion was a joy.

It makes me happy and cry even more that I realized that I still had feelings for myself.

How much did you cry?

Little by little the cry has subsided on me...

"It's time, okay?"

And the boy has spoken.

Vikri, and my body trembles.

You know what? I totally forgot the boy existed.

Glad, but not sure what to say, I, confused, stared at the boy.

"I wiped the poison, but your knife returns it. You can run now."

With that said, the boy gave me my knife back.

The boy also cut the rope that was holding me and treated my stomach that he attacked.

"Huh...?

Being but staying, I raised my confused voice.

You can run.

Run away.

Where?

Shamefully, suddenly he told me to run away, but I didn't know what to do.

"So you can run. The human realm will be hard for you to live in, but not for the subhuman realm. If you go east from here, you have the realm of the Subman. I was heading east, too, but unfortunately my clothes were torn. I decide to go back to the city once. Say goodbye here."

And, as you say to me in confusion, the boy said.

East...

Which way is east?

I've been running after the smell. I don't really know the direction.

(That this man is going east... should I go to the other side of the Wang capital?

Troubled not knowing what to do, the boy went back to those with cities early enough.

(Oh, he's gone...)

A stunning look behind the boy walking away.

Then I wandered around for a while.

I wonder where I'm going.

Wang Du's mansion?

No, it's not.

No, I'm not!

That place isn't where I'm going home!

But I don't know anywhere else but there.

(If you go east, do you have a race of my people?

The only person in this world who was kind to me was my mother.

Would people of the same race as that mother be nice to me?

Such hope sprouted in my chest.

But I'm afraid I'm going east vaguely.

What should I do?

With that in mind, I noticed an earlier boy approaching me nearby and somehow I rushed to hide.

(Oh, if you follow that guy...)

Watching the boy walk past where we fought, I somehow decided to follow him.

The boy travels fast, but we can manage to keep up.

After a while like that, the boy stops...

"... come out"

And I said it somewhere in a frightened voice.

Vikri, and my body react.

You were supposed to have erased the signs. How could you?

I thought about that, but I can't beat that boy.

So I guess it's as easy to spot as my tracking.

I showed up in front of a rough boy.

"What's up?

And the boy asked me.

"Oh, you know, east, go, together..."

I wonder what you're talking about, I...

No matter how much you were manipulated by your heart with a collar, you can't possibly accept that the person who tried to kill you wanted to go with you.

But if this guy has a similar vibe to that brother, maybe he'll do me a favor.

Maybe you can help me, like that time when I was on my way to figure out what to do.

I had such pale expectations.

The boy says something reluctant about my companionship, but I decided to try to squeeze my courage and communicate my will.

"… I want to go,"

I wonder if I could have spoken to your brother then.

Oh, that's what I thought.

"I'm a human being. It's selfish. The same people who treated you like a slave. What?

The boy is saying things like refusing to accompany me like I'm in trouble.

"I don't like it...... I don't,. Weird smell, neither, don't"

But when I got here, I didn't want to pull anymore either.

It doesn't seem to me like those men this boy kept about me.

'Cause it doesn't even smell weird that Stiard emits when he's annoyed and excited about me.

Plus, it doesn't have a tingly vibe.

Somehow, there's a gentle aura out there.

I thought that place looked like that brother.

"Besides, I can't go into the Beast Man's territory."

Apparently this guy can't get into the Beast Man territory, but I tried to tell him I wanted to go that far with him.

Then this boy listened to my self.

Well, in me, I got the idea that this guy might be the rebirth of that brother, without such a thump.

That can't be right.

That's what I thought because this boy was so gentle with me.

"Wait here for a moment. I'll go to the city and get your essentials. Right, I'll be back in an hour. Got it?

Something tells me the boy will buy me the luggage I need.

As I nodded small, the boy walked out toward the city.

"Yes, what's your name?

Second, the boy stopped and asked for my name.

"Latifah"

I named the name Mother of this world gave me.

It's my treasure.

"Right. I'm Rio. Say hello, Latifah."

Then the boy named me, too.

They say it's Rio.

I wonder what to call it.

Rio, Rio, you, Rio.

I wonder if Mr. Rio would mind.

Rio...... brother.

That's what I call it. It crossed my mind.

Your brother is the only way to call him that.

But the kindness I feel from this guy is something similar to that brother's.

So I wish I could call you brother about this guy.

Oh, my God, I thought about that, looking after Mr. Rio as he walked away.