Shadow Brave's Readventure - Re-Tale of the Brave

These were the kites who rode into the room where Rackham's sons waited, but Russell, the mastermind, was flat in contrast. It's not that I thought of it, but that I knew I was coming here.

"... can you still come in that way"

Russell laughs bitterly. Apparently, it wasn't even supposed to get in here like this.

"It's about you. I knew I could straighten out some traps, so... this is the best way to do it."

Rackham laughs happily against Russell, who was in a bitter mood. I'm not thinking about yelling at you. Canaan is also his own son, but his own with Russell and the other four who remain here. I didn't mean to yell at you headless anywhere.

"So? We're here to get together, so you know what I mean.

"Yeah, I know."

Russell agrees. That's how he asked.

"I've never seen it right before... but you still smell like a mixer"

"Ha... well, you're pulling Mary's blood"

"Mary Jane... The Dirty Moon One"

Russell tells his name with a sigh. It was a word they despised those who would be brought into the 'Night Clan'. You can call it a discriminatory word. Besides, Rackham glanced slightly at him. But even then, Russell looked up.

"You knew it. That's what they say."

Rackham says nothing. I don't know, I'm not going to say anything. And there's no way I can tell you. He himself told me. The wind is strong. You can't say you don't know that he does.

"Father... dare I say it"

Russell asks, looking closely into his father's eyes.

"Why, I can accept her. Originally, she should have been treated as a deceased as such. This one, and hence it can be said to be the cause."

"Or..."

Rackham sighed. I've been told many times. It was only given to me by my child. And that is why Russell also dared to go out of his way to say, So Rackham went away and lowered his hips on the rubble.

"... Huh."

What did I say? Rackham shows a little worry. That's how Canaan opened his mouth to the haunting Rackham. That was against Russell, not to Rackham.

"Um..."

"What?

"You can't have me... What?

The obvious question. He is the mastermind of the assassination. And he's also my brother. I also want to hear it.

"Can't you stay, or..."

Russell squeals like that, looking at his siblings nearby. That face was half frightened, half mixed with consent and denial. Apparently, he decided to leave everything on this scene with Russell. They all stayed with the same idea in the first place. I guess it was natural.

"I myself don't care whether it's good or not. I was allowed to investigate. I understand that you will not be willing to succeed our chief. The only people who left were those who didn't understand it... but for now, your presence in the face of this place... well, I'm sorry to say it, but it doesn't matter."

Doesn't matter. Russell tells the general story of the five men on this occasion. This is the honest part. To them, Canaan really doesn't care. Now I'm going to succeed the chief. It doesn't matter if I start saying so, but at least I'm not willing to do that to Canaan.

I don't know about the future, but at least it's just not right now. Then for the face remaining here, it did not matter what the presence of Canaan was.

Of all the remaining faces except Russell, everyone was, except his sister. And all three others remained to inquire about my father's intentions, as did Russell. That's all.

"Then why?

"I don't know anything else... but I hear voices."

"Voice?"

"With all the blood in it, you don't know..."

Russell, with a sigh, sat deeply in the chair. That's how he looked far. It was as if you were really listening to something.

"Do you have any idea why our Mountain Lion clan is in danger here on this mountain?

Russell asks Canaan. but Canaan couldn't have figured it out either. It was only in the last few days that she was informed of her lineage. And there is an unshakeable object at her root: an adventurer. It's not that I have any particular interest in the species Beast Man. You don't even know.

"... this is the place where our clan gathers in tens of thousands of kilometres of breathless space. Our clan serves as its comfort... see, the top of that mountain."

When Russell says so, he urges Rackham and Kate to look out the window they destroyed. Besides, Canaan looks up to you. There was a path there with some sort of ritual decoration.

It looked like a road trip, so to speak. Of course, it's very different from Japanese stuff. So I think that's what I think of the fascinating clothes that I looked at as well. But even if we don't know the details, we also know that it has a ritual meaning. That's how Kite, who understood the wax, opened her mouth.

"The family of Mountain Lions (Yashishishi) heard the voice of the Spirit... No, those who heard the voice of the Spirit were called Mountain Lions (Yashishi). Therefore, the rest of the" Golden Lion "clan also serves as the comfort for the dead, collectively referred to as the" Mountain Lion "clan."

"You know very well. Even the people in here know very little about it..."

Russell agrees with Kate's words. He is capable of de-spiriting. And that means you can see the dead. So in Kate's eyes, he could see the dead passing through his path.

And as well. Russell - and his sister - also saw the dead in their eyes. Russell is weaker than Kate. If you get as strong as Rackham, you'll look just like Kite.

"The Golden Lion, the ancestor of The Golden Lion... the spiritual peak that says the Divine Tiger is somewhere... is the divine beast that protects what they call the Mountain. I'm not exactly on a mission right now."

With Russell's words, Kate opens up her knowledge even more. Before the world tree, the kites met the gods and beasts, but not all of them, of course.

Some kind of territory exists in the Divine Beasts, and when there is a world tree close to each realm, it serves as its guardian. After all, as the beast man also has properties close to the beast, so does the resemblance of the beast to his ancestral divine beast. Then, inevitably, the sense of territory will work. Nevertheless, it does not want the Divine Beasts in boulders either. Therefore, each part was determined so that there would be no bumps.

Well, the only godbird is constantly protecting it because it builds its territory around the world tree, but to that extent. So I guess the god beast named Golden Lion is now staying in the mountain that he or she prefers. If you ask later, it seems that when Norm becomes the world tree he grew, the Golden Lion will also be on assignment.

"... oh, you're right"

"Well, the voice is..."

Canaan freezes his spine just a little. It's not like he's never heard of it. but that seems to precede a weird image. That's how Kite tells you.

"The beasts of lions often think that they can get and go through the spiritual mountains to the afterlife. And those who died in the Empire are supposedly going through... that mountain."

"Exactly. What's ringing in my ear is the voices of the dead. Thoughts, you may say."

Russell answers Canaan's query with a sinking face. I guess this way, he doesn't have any resentment for Canaan himself. I'm just affected by that by hearing the thoughts of the dead.

"... in this land, old voices also echo... many of those voices... Father. Do you hear that, too?

Ask Rackham where Russell seeps in some kind of a renunciation.

"... oh, I hear you. There are many memories of the dead in this mountain... and as a chief, I've never turned away from them."

"Then why did they accept her?"

Russell asks. Somewhere, there seemed to be a mix of accusations.

"The thoughts of the dead gathering in this mountain have rejected her. Even now, few people say that the collapse more than a decade ago was your fault... and you can't possibly be unaware of this."

"Oh, I know..."

Rackham admits Russell's words in a sigh mix. He's a chief. And if it's high physical performance, it's probably best located in the clan. Therefore he also heard the voices of the dead going through the mountains. That's how Rackham strokes Canaan's head. That's because she had a wounded face.

"I'm sorry..."

"Ah..."

"I know you do. But hey... I knew there were guys like that."

"... yeah. Because I was ready..."

In response to Canaan, Rackham smiles and nods and decides to be ready. It was a manifestation of readiness to set a separation from the past.

"Oh, I heard you. But I decided to ignore them all."

"Is it for the child who inherits the filthy blood?

"There's that too. And that's... that's not all."

Rising Rackham admits that there is, but goes on.

"During that war. We fought under this guy... well, you guys know that too, right?

"This guy...?

Not just Russell, but the other kids look at the pointed kite again and tilt their necks. But that made me angry soon. Great pale hair. The man my father came here with. And the overwhelming presence I feel. There was only one verse in mind.

"No way..."

"Whoa. I didn't expect to see this kid. Nice to meet you, Rackham kids. Thanks to our crew... well, I think about that bullshit, but I guess we should start with the name. Kate McDawell. It's this dude."

"Brave Kite... So, no way..."

Seeing one beautiful woman standing beside Kate, the sons of Rackham also understand. I don't know why in this case, but Kate and Tina were involved.

"Oh, that's good. Put it away for now. This guy doesn't care what we're talking about."

Rackham decided to gently cut off the surprises of the children and throw them away to continue his response.

"Ha... well, I thought you were a serious guy, but... no, seriously, you're fucking serious. You're listening to me."

Rackham listens only slightly to the resentful voices that echo in his ears as well.

"... don't forgive the bloodsucking species. Don't forgive the filthy blood... Ha. Much better. Well, I've been hoarding it. 300 years. It's not gone yet."

"I used to say," Let's slash him. There's no point in leaving it, there's no value in it, so just make it easier. "

"Ha. Don't do it. If you get hit by something, you don't have a position as a chief... but I actually thought so earlier."

Rackham laughed and said no to Kite's suggestion. As a matter of course, the voices of the dead are heard in the ears of the deaf Kate. That's how Rakham, who laughed, starts his common sense story again.

"Until now, we beasts and the Night Clan have been fighting each other for thousands of years. Though a total war was not as far as I know, the blood flowed is a terrible amount... and that's what's left of that mountain."

Rackham looks up at the mountain to which they are subjected. The thoughts of the dead are filtered by the world tree. It is. But there are other things that remain in the thoughts of the dead. It's like residual thought, so to speak.

Of course, this is a weak will, a thought. Some time disappears. It was supposed to disappear. But if it folds in centuries or thousands of years, it can stay there as if it were starch.

The result of the thousands of years that have elapsed is this ever-blackening voice. It's not strong enough to be a demon, and yet it's not weak enough to be ignored. Such was the resentment of the dead.

"... but no. I went outside at the same time. This guy beat me up and made me shake my hand forcefully..."

Rackham laughs. I wasn't really going to follow Kite back then, and I was totally sorry for cooperating with Reynard. It was even a life match, as Kate would tear it up.

"That's with Ray's guy. Weird story is, two of the most powerful people in history went out at the same time and found out that we were frogs in the well at the same time. Shomben. I also had a chilling thought many times. On the contrary, many times I thought I was gonna die... but when my legs started flying and I couldn't move, it was Ray's guy's wing that flew with me. When his claws came along, it was my own fangs that made them look so bad on each other."

Rackham talks about what happened in hell during the war. I never told my sons about this. So he went on.

"I got along with the guy I was working with who owed me my life. That's all. That's when I came home and I heard... well, this voice now."

"It was worse."

"Ha. Blah, blah."

Rackham laughs at Kite's exposure. Rackham invited Kite here once, and staying here at that time was what Yuri and Kite were talking about a few days ago. It was Rackham who asked Kite to purify a residual thought that was so solidified.

"That's why... blah, blah, blah, blah. No, not as soon as I get home. I knew when I was a comrade, I'd call Ray's guy... and you know what he said? Kill Ray, man. And demonize it..."

I get a complex look that Rackham can take as a mourner, a mourner or a scorner.

"Ha... honestly, I only hated the clan then. Until then, I was worried somewhere in my mind that I should follow my voice..."

Rackham sighs zero. This voice is the voice of my ancestors. He therefore thought that the voice of his ancestors should be obeyed. Should I turn down AC, or should I go my own way of believing now? They bothered with that. That's why they called Raynard, who had the same problem. There, it happened.

"How could I kill you? Ray is my dick. There's no way I can kill Dachi... I don't know how many ancestors, I'm gonna ask him. I thought so, I saw it. There's a way I want to go. No, there was a man who showed me the way I wanted to go."

Rackham sees Kite. After this one, he calls in Kite. To free the clan bound by this voice from this voice.

"Hey, Russell. Is this your voice? You got your Dachi voice mixed up? Is that where you know your voice?

"No... but still. It's the voice of the clan."

"Oh, yeah. It's my clan voice."

Rackham also responds to Russell's assertion. Indeed, the voice of these grudges is also the voice of his clan. That he admits, too. But that's not what I'm talking about.

"But don't you have to ask?"

"The chief will not say that. We have to be equal."

"Ha! No? I'm a chief, I'll tell you. I don't hear you guys."

Rackham gives the lion the fierce grin he deserves. That's how his aura swelled up all at once. That's exactly it, Beast Head. It was the style that < > deserved in the name of the Beast King.

"Hey, hey... what the hell do you think I am? Just a beast? Just someone? I'm the Beast King. A strong man is the most powerful king of beasts in the land of rules. He is the head of a proud clan. You think I'd listen to a guy who cries to a defeated, dead quote?

"Eh..."

Russell gets pressure. Rackham's words were not reasonable. A grudge is a word that doesn't clear up resentment, but leaves it behind. If they fought majestically and scattered at its end, it was their way of not leaving a voice of resentment behind.

And that is what they glorify and worship as heroes. If so, there was no reason anywhere for him, the head of that clan, to lend his ear to the voice of his grudges.

"Pathetic, dude... we lions don't lose our pride when we're dead. So those who praise their bravery enough to die and fight the beast, those who have fallen so far as to die and lose pride and leave a grudge are not in the words of my clan... are they not?

"... naturally."

Russell admits it. All this, Rackham is right. He's right, it's suspicious to see him as an animal man leaving a grudge in the first place. It is important to comfort it, but following it will be a strange story as a chief.

"Then that's why... I'm not listening to your voice until what time? If you speak of the pride of the clan, speak with dignity against this voice. I have no right to speak the language of my clan to those who have lost their pride."

Rackham declares grandiose. That's how I decide to end it all.

"Then this story is over. If you want to do this any more, I'll come out with you. There's no reason to overlook a fight between kids."

"Whatever happens, when you recognize Canaan as my child?

"Oh... I even got scared."

"Whoa..."

Kite laughs bitterly at what Rackham says. I don't mean anything like that. Well, if you mean to do any more, I'd probably punch you.

"Though... let the boulders stop assassinating us here. I can't keep my hands shut with my crew."

Russell shuts up and thinks for a while. Should I or should I not accept it? I can see the answer, but I couldn't make a decision.

"There, that's your bad habit. Good thinking but slow acting. That's the only fatal flaw, yours."

Rakham complains about Russell reflecting. but he also had a say in this.

"Father is too fast."

"That's not what they say."

Rackham laughs. but I thought that was my taste. So I think this is a good idea. Otherwise, we will not be transformers in a family with so many different ways of thinking.

"Well, for now. Since then, Canaan has been placed under his protection. Bloodlines are also bloodlines. From the Empire, it has been ordered to accept this guy as well. You guys gonna let me rub this guy with me?

"Ugh..."

Russell's face distorts bitterly. The grudging voices of the dead still say, Kill Canaan. but I can't do things with Kite the Brave on the boulder, and I can't do things with Rackham any more. Here, you should take it by hand.

That's why Rackham starts to think about sharpening herself with a sigh mix. We've already discovered the case, and we've decided to ignore the cause. So the only thing he should think about later is shaking off those involved in their assassination.

"I'm telling you, Shannon... I don't know..."

"Um..."

"" Yeah?

Rackham and Kate turn their gaze to the charm clothes offered as a snack. Apparently, he has an idea. That's probably because I've seen it all the way up close before, so I figured it out.

"Why don't you try the same thing... what do you think?

"Same thing... oh, that's the best idea. Kate, one, could you ask yourself, please?

Understand what Charming is trying to say, and Rackham raises her mouth angle. He thought that was a good idea. And besides, Kite grinned, too. I was in agreement.

"Right. Shall I tell Sharon?"

Rackham smiles zero. As a result, they were told that while this matter left some concerns, Rackham had promised to Kite that he would deal with it, and that would bring an end to it.