Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku

When Ashton woke up shaking his body, a strip of light was plunged into the cave.

"Are you awake? We'll leave when we're ready."

"Good morning......"

Standing up with sleeping eyes, the green cloak falls firmly beneath your feet. Stacia, who picked it up silently, quickly wore a cape. Ashton hastily thanked me for probably calling me after I fell asleep.

"Thank you"

"Never mind. It's just a whim."

Without gazing at Ashton, Stacia begins to check the string tension with care. Ashton relieved himself from the bottom of his heart that he had once again spent the night safely watching the situation.

Ashton's footsteps as he set out for the streets again were light. One of the reasons my body aches were much easier was that I had more sleep than that. If this were one, I would have slept all night frightened by the beast raid.

Ashton thanked Stacia for choosing to act together, even though gold was the purpose.

"─ Yes, I was upset yesterday, but what's your rank?

"Could you be referring to the ranks of the military?

"What else is there?"

Ashton answered honestly, wondering about Stacia, who would be alarmed forward and asking about her ranks, but especially because she wasn't going to hide them.

Major.

"Major...!?

Ashton is about to accidentally bump into Stacia's back, who suddenly stopped walking. Her face, looking back, was blatantly full of surprise.

(It's natural that Stacia would react that way. Because I still think it's strange that I'm a major myself)

I am sending a letter to my parents informing them of the latest developments, but I am so surprised that even those parents are in a position to lead many of their men.

Ashton leaked a self-derisive grin as he remembered his parents' faces.

"Did you care?

"No, because I'm used to reacting like that"

"I guess. Honestly, I thought it was about Ensign Precisely. That's not what a sarge is..."

"Is Mr. Stacia familiar with the ranks of the military?

When asked, Stacia obviously let him create a tannic face.

"I was a soldier in a country where my maternal grandfather was. The rank of captain had a very respectable attitude toward his men and toward us."

"Were you..."

I guess it's not a very good memory from the look on your face. Ashton, who felt it was not mutually friendly to continue this topic, changed the story somewhat forcefully.

"By the way, I'm talking about if I survive safely, how much should I pay?

As a professional soldier, I get paid quite a bit. So far, the main use of the salary is about the cost of a snack Olivia would buy, so Ashton has stepped on it that she would be able to pay it fine if she wasn't asked for an extra amount of money.

Stacia, who started walking again, said with five fingers up without looking at this one.

"Five gold coins. Whatever it takes to save your life."

"Five gold coins, right? Okay."

To Ashton, who responded instantly, Stacia, once again stopped walking and looked back, has turned more surprised than she had earlier.

"There's no way you don't know how much five gold coins are worth, is there?

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm still the son of a clean merchant, am I right? Well... if you don't have to work for five pieces of gold, you can afford to live five to six years."

"Oh, yeah. That's the amount."

Many times he nodded to Stacia, telling her that Ashton would always pay if she could survive safely. Stacia restarted her steps after an unscrupulous reply.

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When the sun was about to plug to the top of the sky, the two stood in front of a division that spread from left to right. Both trees are disturbed and grass is growing. I stared at him and looked at the end of the road, and I didn't feel so different.

"Which one do you think is closer to the street?

"... I feel closer to the left"

again comparing the left and right roads. When Ashton said so out of some sort of inquiry,

"Well, then let's go right"

Stacia lightly chose the right path and took her steps early. Ashton follows Stacia, albeit no longer. Then I keep walking silently for a while, and I hear a gobble and thunder on my lid.

Looking up at the sky, the black clouds were spreading.

"It's going to rain."

…………

"Mr. Stacia, are you listening?

"Oh, I hear you"

Leaking a squeezy voice, Stacia quickly begins to keep an arrow on her bow. If you stare forward, wondering no way, you see a shadow slightly like a black mass.

That was enough for Ashton.

"Norfest... I knew you'd come after me"

There is no convenient river this time. Nonetheless, Stacia's voice was calm. I couldn't afford to think about whether I thought I would be able to escape again, or whether I gave up but it was therefore a reaction.

What is clear is that death is imminent.

(Norfest is highly intelligent. Even with the same attack, this time they will definitely be sent. Then there's only one option)

Stacia takes a critical stance, while Ashton is running his gaze around, noticing the trail stretching from between the trees to the back.

"Let's get out of there."

As soon as Ashton jumps into the trail urging Stacia to go ahead, he hears Norfest's ambition. Ashton just ran forward.

Occasionally twigs plunder my cheeks for sharp pain, but I don't have time for that. Ashton stopped running at the same time as his vision opened as his legs were about to be taken off to the convex ground and his heart rattled loudly all over the limit. To be precise, I had to stop.

Stacia, who similarly stopped her leg, was laughing with constant breath.

"So far, apparently."

Ashton's eyes are stretched with cliffs. A peek under the cliff, sarcastic that he was apparently driven into the exact same situation, is rolling a gothic rock.

(Can't there be a river flowing conveniently? If it falls, this time it will be instant death for sure. Still, it might still help if it rained...)

Although I can still hear the thunder, I don't feel any signs of rain coming out right away. Turning and squeezing her face tight, Stacia looked at the arrow again and squeezed her bow forward.

The voice that I also heard approached me when I was first attacked.

"Excuse me. I just told you to get out of here..."

"If I were to say that, I might not have met him again if I had chosen the road to the left. I can't help but talk about it."

"Right."

Stacia leaked a sneaky laugh as Ashton grabbed the knife she was wearing on her hips.

"Are you going to cross with that Warcraft Norfest with something like that?

"I don't think so. It's better than not."

"You were surprisingly stupid."

"Did you find out by now?

"Huh. Well, I don't hate guys like that-- here they come."

The birds flew out of the tree at the same time as Norfest, who showed up, looked at this one and growled. Norfest opens his hook paws as if to show off, slowly approaching. I know you're wary of the bow Stacia points at...

Something's wrong.

"Yes."

Watching how things were going, Norfest walked even slower and finally stopped. And as he starts to snort firmly, he turns back and starts to raise his low groan. At about the same time, I heard a nostalgic voice.

"You're about to have a haircut. I knew Ashton would be lucky."

"Olivia!"

Olivia waves in swallowing when she shouts her name by accident. Ashton, relieved, sat dokka on the spot. Stacia dives her voice and says as she runs her eyes alternately with Olivia like that.

"What's wrong with your people exposing themselves before Norfest? - I don't know. She's dead."

"It's okay, Mr. Stacia. We were very helpful."

"That was helpful... are you insane?

Stacia makes a noise as if she was stunned with her bow up.

"Well, watch it"

If it was Olivia who killed one crack of the connection, there's no question it's stained with an unparalleled smell from Ashton.

In other words, Norfes' target had completely turned to Olivia.

"Ggaaaaaaaa!!

It was Norfest who made the move first. He growls full of anger and thrusts towards Olivia. Stacia was supposed to have shot through her knees, but the speed at which she wouldn't let herself feel it is the threat itself, but when Olivia rushes through at more speed, Norfez's left arm dances into the universe at the same time as the screaming of her ears.

Olivia flips her body quickly and now she leaps into the air with her knees bent wide. As soon as Norfest's right hook claw and Olivia's pitch-black sword overlap, the white glow and lightning pierce the giant tree at the same time.

Behind Olivia putting her sword in her sheath as the pieces of wood splash flashly, Norfest's body cries apart to the left and right as she sprays up the blood splash lavishly. When I noticed, Stacia looked stunned and sat down just like Ashton.

As Olivia approached me, she returned to me. Stacia had a frightened look on her face.

Olivia bent down in front of Ashton and smiled and said:

"I knew Ashton would be dead soon without me."

"Yes. Without Olivia, I'd be dead soon."

It's raining...

Ashton grips up firmly with the hand he has been offered.

Olivia's wet appearance is full of irresistible appeal.

The escape, which began with the Norfest raid, was about to end.