Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

There were three boys and girls in the Kingdom of St. Stella, south of the Kingdom of Galarc, in the meadows close to the streets near its borders.

The age of the three is fragmented, but there is no doubt that they are all teenagers.

Under a clear blue sky everywhere, they glimpse into the vast natural landscape that surrounds them.

All I see in my sight are meadows, rocks, hills and mountains, and I don't see any artifacts at all.

"... here, where?

The situation didn't seem to grasp at all, and one girl shrugged in a frightened manner.

Age is around thirteen and so on, and is located just in the middle of these three.

The girl in student clothes, bound with semi-long black hair as ponytails, had a pleasant atmosphere at first glance, but quite a pleasant eye.

"Where... that's as much as I'd like to hear, Aki sister"

The boy answered, letting his face cling.

Age is only slightly younger than the winning girl.

He weaves a jacket over a long-sleeved shirt and wears long trousers in denim fabric.

On his neat face as a boy, he cut his unconventional hair short and emitted an atmosphere that looked lively.

"We were supposed to meet Mr. Sharon on the way down the road, right? Yaman."

"Huh? Yeah."

"Right.... the same for Miharu sister?

When she put her hand on her chin and showed her how to think about it, Aki pointed the water at the oldest girl.

"Yeah. I guess I'm the same. But it looks like Guigu and Sayuki aren't here."

A girl called Miharu nods with an ambiguous grin as troubled.

Fluffy, soft wind blows, lustrous dark hair stretching all the way to the back plays a rustling clothes rubbing sound, stroking a beige blazer and a checkered skirt.

She was a beautiful girl with thin but clear noticeable nose, white skin that could melt if touched, soft waist, sophisticated and clear.

Older people are around fifteen years old.

"Your brother was talking to Mr. Sharon and he was a little far from us..."

Haven't you been able to take reality yet, Aki looked around in a flash.

At least it is obvious to her that the surroundings are not a familiar sight.

Because the place where they were until earlier, in the middle of a civilized and developed city, wasn't the kind of place where people wouldn't even find artifacts around like this.

From where they were originally, a few kilometers away, even if they traveled dozens of kilometers, there should have been no place for such a view to spread.

"Yeah. Speaking of which, I feel like a weird swirl of light has spread from you and Mr. Sharon..."

I thought it might have been an illusion, and Miharu said with hesitation.

The current situation is an unscientific one in the first place.

From the middle of the city, when I realized I was in the middle of the meadow.

If I were to say it in a nutshell, I would have to say "impossible".

The way I look in my uniform out of place highlights how unrealistic it is.

The three of them were paralyzed by the fact that they were together, but little by little they began to realize the danger of the status quo, and Miharu and the others began to come to a serious face.

"What do you want?

The youngest Jasmine turned to her elder Miharu and sister Aki for judgment.

By the way, Jasmine and Aki are in a sister-brother relationship, but Miharu and I are not connected by blood.

"Oh, yeah! Cell phone!"

The only one in this was Miharu, who was in possession of a cell phone, who rushed to pack his bag.

After a few moments, Miharu takes out what she wants.

I pressed the power button to activate my smartphone, but the upper-right corner of the screen showed a ruthlessly out-of-range display.

"No, I can't seem to get through the waves..."

I lay down my face just a little bit and Miharu shrugged weakly.

When the only means of communication would also be useless, the three would at last have been left in secrecy without any preparation.

"And anyway, let's find people!

Aki screams like he panicked.

The voice echoed vainly around him, but there is no other means of resolving this situation.

Face-to-face, the three decided to start acting.

"Which way are we headed then?

And the jazz asks.

"Hmm. Over there? For now, the opposite direction is like a forest."

"I guess I agree with Aki too"

That's how they set the direction to walk, and the three silently advanced their legs.

Keep it constant and move slowly.

Walk away enough, twenty minutes, but I don't see any shadows.

The air is dry and my throat dries up when I walk.

On the road, Miharu offered her a pet bottle she bought for herself and gave it to Aki and Jason to drink.

I decide to save and drink drinking drinking water because this is all I have.

Walking further, I finally see a shadow forward...

"Ah, people!

Aki shouted out in a happy voice.

The distance was far away, and the opponents still didn't seem to realize the presence of Akida, but it was definitely a shadow.

There are even artifacts like boxes.

Besides, it seems to be acting in a group, which can confirm multiple figures.

Some people didn't see it well in the distance, but they were crossing (or) into something.

I was relieved by the fact that I was finally able to encounter people, and a smile of nature and relief appeared on the three faces.

There are humans.

In an unexplained drifting state, the effect of that fact on the mental state of the three is immeasurable.

"Hey!"

An elegant shouted alarmlessly.

Wave your hands wide and appeal to their presence.

Then they also noticed the presence of the Aristocrats, and there were those approaching at a rapid rate from among the herds.

"... Huh?

Stop the hand you were waving perfectly, and the jazz stiffens.

They were riding.

To the knowledge of the Aryans, there is no area in the country where they lived that uses horses as a normal means of transportation.

Horses are creatures you will never see unless you go to a ranch or a racetrack or other facility.

"Ugh, horse?

Aki shrugged.

Stepping on the earth, rolling up sand and dust, the three horsemen are still approaching Akira.

All riding horses are men with crude impressions, clearly of a different race than the Akira.

He covered his large stature with light leather armor and had a heavy metal sword on his hips.

"Oh, uh..."

Miharu stepped forward to shelter Aki and Jason.

I tried to ask him something with a trembling voice, but that would never be a word.

"Huh."

When I saw the look of such a beautiful spring, one man whistled small.

Then he smiles and opens his mouth.

"Huh?"

One of the men spoke of something, but Miharu could not understand its content.

The language the man spoke was different from the language she knew.

"Uh, can you tell me where this is?

Still, courageously, with pale expectations, Miharu decided to try throwing questions in Japanese.

With an astonishing look on his face, the man answers.

Miharu dropped her shoulders when they still didn't seem to make sense of their words.

"'Which one is this?

I got back on my mind, and now I decided to try to speak to her using the only foreign language she could speak.

But the man's reaction was the same as earlier.

"Oh, I can't even speak English... How do I..."

Miharu is as confused as she is in a hurry.

Behind it, Aki and Jason had similar reactions.

He seems to be dealing with outsiders he seldom sees in everyday life and completely constricted.

Miharu and the others were confused, and somehow the men started the conversation.

He sends his gaze to Miharu and Aki behind him, loosening his expression slightly.

I had a bad feeling about it somehow.

Spread your hands to shelter Akira and Miharu takes a step back.

Then one of the men stepped off the horse and approached Miharu and the others unwrought.

"Come on, don't come!

Aki, who was behind Miharu, shouted.

The voice is trembling.

When I saw how those two were doing, the men laughed out loud and guerrilla.

"Hey, what!?

Aki stares at the men from behind Miharu as if to intimidate him.

At a glance, the man pulled out his hips sword without moving.

It is undoubtedly a real sword because of its sheen and weight.

It seemed easy to prune people's lives if you shook them.

I quenched the grin on my face softly and said something away like a man yelling.

The bodies of Vikri and Aki tremble.

Perhaps that was a warning right now.

The man's expression could never be friendly.

On the contrary, he is releasing himself to kill towards Akita so as to pierce him.

"Oh, uh..."

One of the men stared at Miharu standing on the arrow with an awesome look, his gaze overlapping.

A chilli, unpleasant sensation strikes the whole body and tightens Miharu's chest.

"Hey, shouldn't this, uh, run away?

"Ugh, yeah. I think so too."

What a whisper the conversation sounds from behind...

"Both of you, don't run away"

In a hurry, Miharu shook Aki's and Jasmine's hands.

A man's sword screen is not normal.

I didn't really think Miharu was faking the sword in that hand.

Besides, the other guy is on a horse.

I don't think I can get away with it, and if I do, they could kill me.

That's what Miharu thought.

"Oh..."

Suddenly he grabbed his hand and Miharu called out to him, causing Aki and Yasan to tremble bickly.

With both hands grabbed, Miharu raised both hands and appealed for irresistibility.

When I saw Mizuki, who had lost her will to resist, she snorted as small as she had made a fool of herself, and the man ordered two men on board to do something.

When the men got off the horse and approached Akida, they tied their hands with rope.

Now it is no longer possible to resist.

I don't know what I would do if I were to show you how to escape.

No, I didn't have to imitate that, but it seemed certain I wouldn't get busy.

As you can see, the man who was tying Miharu is looking at her from close range with an annoying eye.

It's a snug gaze that crawls all over your body.

He stares at Miharu's face many times and hits that gaze hot on his chest and ass.

One of the men had tried to touch Miharu's body, but a man of leadership yelled at him and pulled his hand in.

I had an unpleasant imagination that I didn't even want to think about in the back of my brain, and goosebumps all over Miharu's body.

I never want Aki to see me like that.

I thought so, and Miharu took a small, deep breath to calm her mind.

Fortunately, they will not be abused and made comforters on the spot, and Miharu and the others will be taken to the group to which the men belong.

There were eight carriages there.

Inside, there are so many people in borough clothes on there that they can't count.

And there were a large number of humans armed to surround the carriage.

It emits a very vibrant atmosphere.

One man of good stature called out to Miharu somehow.

The man who seems to be the leader of those who were holding Miharu giggles and answers.

Miharu's possessions were handed to a man of good standing.

He stared at the contents of it strangely, but seemed to lose interest right away, shifting his gaze to Miharu and the others.

With a nibbly look on his face, he looks at Mizuki as if she had set the rules.

Pointing to Miharu, he said something, and the well-dressed man shrugged his jaw.

There is one carriage ahead of me as indicated.

Continue, pointing to the remaining Akichi and the Jazz, and turn back towards another carriage.

"Miharu, sis!

Following the orders of a man of good stature, Aki and Jasmine pulled their arms so that the men under him could ride in the carriage.

Aki hurries to speak to Miharu, who can be put on a carriage different from ours.

"Because it's okay. Sha......"

Smiling thinly at Akida, Miharu was pulled abusively and put on the carriage as it was.

"Ma, wait! Miharu, sis! Yikes!"

Aki screaming.

Such a sharp whipping noise echoed right near her.

When the whip is flogged so vigorously and so many times as to intimidate him, Aki is completely silent.

"Ugh..."

As her body shrunk, Aki shrunk.

I grab her arm trembling and a man pulls straight to the carriage.

Later, on the divide of the streets, the squad was divided into two parts, and only Miharu was to head in a direction separate from Aki and Yamato.

"Miharu, sister..."

Aki shudders when she sees Miharu riding away.

Then.

"No, it sucks. Sister Aki. If you speak up..."

There was a whisper (sayin ') to Aki, as he cared about his surroundings.

There are boys and girls of the same age on the carriage carriage carriage that Akita rides.

There was no vitality in everyone's eyes, but he was gazing at both of us somewhere to blame.

It would be a sign of willingness not to imitate extra.

I had no choice but to sit adultly mixed up with them, Aki and Yaman.

…………

For easy monitoring or because the carriage carriage carriage was not covered, the view outside also looked good from the inside.

Miharu's carriage disappears completely and only a little time passes.

Eventually one boy, who looked like an outsider, approached the carriage in which Akida was riding.

Does the boy look neat, have gray hair, and is he about the same age as Miharu?

The boy is speaking to the men in the squad.

Look at the boy...

"Ha, help me!

With the thought of straw, Aki exclaimed.

Words may not make sense.

But I thought maybe this was my last chance, and I couldn't help but scream.

……

Then the boy turned his gaze to Aki and the two gazes overlapped.

The boy slightly opens his eyes and stares at Aki and Jason as if rigidly.

As soon as I glanced back at the men, the boy started talking about something with the man as he was.

Occasionally, that gaze is directed towards Akida.

Aki gently joined hands and looked at the condition as she prayed.