A tragic corpse sinking into a bloodbath. It's bright by the time it's red, red, juicy, creepy.
The return blood stains me red, too.
This is the color of life. No lies. Primary colors.
Its vibrancy fascinates me so much that my back is frizzy.
I also feel like I can watch this sight forever, but of course I can't.
Still, I hear screams from the north. They're getting closer.
Village-dyed red is gradually eroding from the north to the south.
You will need to escape south early. Caught up with the red reaper, before that.
One last time, I'll do my gaze north. And I turned my heel back.
Start running without turning around.
I can't die. I can't die yet.
I still don't know Fujido's ideal place, the world.
But that sounds so frustrating to my nose. The rattling noise from the corners of the building.
"Who!?
Stop the foot that starts running and point a long sword at those who make noise.
Short, whoever speaks up, sends a gaze to the careful, wooden house.
"It's me, Sizuk. Put that sword down."
With that said, the Lord of voices shows himself from the shadow of the house, dragging his feet.
It's a girl with stretched flax hair.... was the beauty owner, unlike such a cold village.
"... Millay"
I say the girl's name.
She is the village chief's youngest daughter. He's one of my most intimate people in this village.
In exchange for more labor, the reading and writing of this world mastered.
Of all the village chiefs who served as its teachers, she was the one who taught them most intimately.
Also, other than that, what a gentle girl you cared for me.
Such a girl slowly approaches me as I pull my legs together.
"Millet, your leg..."
Her one leg looked badly injured by the amateur as well.
"Yeah, on the way to escape...... So, Sizuk, please. Give me your shoulder."
Surely on that foot, you must be able to escape alone.
For her to escape safely, she needs someone's help.
But for that someone, nothing but a heavy load, significantly diminishes their own chances of survival.
What are you gonna do? What the hell do I do...?
As I was patrolling, she was right in front of me.
"Please, Sizuk"
Girl begging weakly. The only girl in this village who was on my side, I...
"I'm sorry, Millet"
"What?"
I wave down a bloody wet sword. Feet on her safe person......
"No, ahhh! Ouch, ouch!... Why, like this...!
Screaming up. The unpleasant feeling of cutting meat. And the gaze of a girl looking up incredibly.
Why not?... naturally, that's for me to help.
Now she can't even get physical. In the middle of a path like this that you can't even hide...
Yes, she's a sprinkler.
A beautiful girl unlike Cold Village. Sleep defenseless, how can the soldiers throw away such bait?
What actions do soldiers, intoxicated by blood and revealing their instincts, go into? That doesn't have to be said, does it?
I'm sure she'll buy me time to get away with it.
All because I survive....... too ugly egoism.
But you have no choice, do you? Humans. Nobody, because they're the cutest.
And I run out again. Now it's time to take it off the dead ground.
"How dare you... Come back, Gentiles! I saw a daughter like you with so many eyes! Don't avenge your gratitude! Come back here!
From behind, a resentful caged voice is thrown.
Gentiles, unqualified daughters...... right.
Oh, you've seen it. That's the nature of that woman.
That woman, with sincere goodwill, didn't get to me personally.
Did you try to gain my loyalty by doing so? Or did you want to show the other villagers what a merciful self looks like...
Either way, in the end, it was an act for me.
Oh, good. Now the guilt is a little faint, right?
Keep running as you stroke your chest down.
At last, I succeeded in escaping the village.
Climb the hill just south of the village of Doremi.
The hill is neglected by bitter rocks, and grass grows everywhere.
Other than that, the bare ground just spreads.
That's enough, the sun will fall in earnest.
It can't be normal to run up a place like this at such a time.
Well, it can't be normal either.
I'm running to escape the Red Reaper.
Ha, ha, ha, and exhale roughly.
At the earliest possible time, the limit of exercise was exceeded. My body is screaming.
Still can't stop......
"Ah!"
A short scream leaks out of my mouth. He held his leg and fell to the ground.
Ha, ha, no, no, no more limits.
Squeeze the edges of clothes drenched in blood and dirt.
Thus, like a fish launched on land, he tries to take in oxygen.
After doing so for a while, my breathing finally calmed down.
I just don't think I can stand up yet.
I sat back and looked back at the direction I had been running.
What I saw in his eyes was a bright red.
The heavens are dyed by the sunset, and the earth is dyed by the Fire that burns the houses.
Red dyeing heaven and earth. It's as if it was stained with the numerous blood flowing today.
Yes, like red dyeing this garment.
Watching that, inside my chest, a root fear, and a definite relief, boils down.
Seeing this red, I thought I was the only one who helped.
"Good...... I'm so glad I got out of there..."
Unexpectedly, such a whine leaks.
And then the tears fall out of my eyes zero.
Oh, this tear is not a tear of horror fate that suddenly endangered my life.
Naturally, it's not even a tear of pity for the dead villagers.
I was the only one who managed to help. It's a tear that zeroes out of that relief.
Yes, we are the most important. Compared to that......
How much in the hell is it to kill a soldier or to kill a villager?
I don't remember anything, like guilt.
The only thing that overflows is the relief that it was really good.
For the time being, watch the reds of its heavens and earth, and continue to zero tears.
... You can't, it's time to move.
I also calmed down my breathing. I can't do this forever. I got up slowly.
And when I wipe the tears flowing from my eyes, I open my mouth.
"Well, what do we do now?
Of course, we're moving out of here... Which way should we go?
Exclude the north. East and West... than, after all, the South is the best?
I have heard that if you continue straight down the street heading south, you will exit to the merchant city of Leibra, the hub of logistics in the northern part of the Kingdom of Arunya.
Libra is the largest city in the northern part of the kingdom. As an immediate destination, it's impeccable.
Whatever path you take in the future, you better have more options.
Big cities must be able to get more options than rural villages.
Okay, well, we've got a destination. But there's a problem.
The problem is that it's not a day or two away from the Libra.
Reinforce your situation.
The belongings are bloody wet long swords, and by the way, no sheath. Later, only blood-stained clothing is similarly worn.
... this is too harsh a situation.
Even the brave men who have just traveled through the King's capital to crusade the Demon King are almost there, I think.
Most importantly, there is no such thing as water, food, or money.
What do you want me to do now? Get down. Not a damn thing!
"... ha. Really, sucks."
Sighs and evils rush out of my mouth.
Hey, no, no. Doing that doesn't add up to anything.
Refresh your mind and devise future policies.
... Unfortunately, securing water is the top priority...?
Then I looked east.
If you head east from here, there is a river that flows north and south.
It'll be off the street, but you might want to head south along the river.
Even somewhat far away, water fields can always be secured, and besides, there may be settlements along the river, as was the case with the village of Doremi.
It's not bright on geography, so I can't be sure...... It shouldn't be unlikely.
Just water, you can't even hold it to the Libra.
I mean, we need to stop by some settlement. So, somehow, you have to share the food.
The consideration... information... so what?
A neighbouring settlement was attacked by soldiers from a neighbouring country.
Such information should be important to them as well. Anyway, the next thing we know, it could be ourselves.
At least treat me as a survivor, so evil. It would be to try to get more information.
All right, some policy has been consolidated. Let's get started.
I walked out to the southeast.
"... again, a mistake in judgment"
Because of my out-of-the-box disappointment, I squeal like that.
Well, even if it's a misjudgment, not so fatal in the village of Doremi.
The reading that there was a settlement along the river was a hit. It was a hit......
The village was also after it had already been raided.
Black carbide wood scatters there.
It would be the remains of burnt down houses. I walk through the wreckage wondering if I can find anything useful.
"But there's nothing brilliant about it..." Ugh.... Hello, if you sleep in a place like that, you'll catch a cold. "
...... no reply. Looks like it's just a corpse, I can't believe it.
Damn, burning a corpse isn't something that feels good to watch.
Oh, you're not going to find anything useful. Before I worship any more of the villagers' barbecues, I guess I'll disperse.
That's what I thought, and I resumed my steps. But stop right there. And I tilted my neck.
Nevertheless, the barbecue of the villagers…?
Naturally, the hoop (but) is coming off quite a bit when such an expression comes out.
Feel it that way, it leaks bitter laughter.
The trigger, of course, is your encounter with Fujido.
The decisive trigger, when you killed that soldier?... or maybe when you did that to Millet?
Whatever it is, my humanity gets ugly.
"............... Still, this is who I really am"
That's how you whine and show it. Yes, I'm sure, only regret......! Huh, I hear something!?
―――― ――――――
I can still hear you! My body tenses to that sound I heard abruptly.
Is this... the voice of a person, the footsteps of several people,... and then the sound of a horse's hoof?
Someone is approaching.... Are the soldiers who attacked the village back?
And I need to hide anyway.
Look around. Somewhere, somewhere where you might be able to hide... oh there!
What got into my eyes was the livestock shed that was left to burn.
Hurry up and go around behind it. Sports sitting on the back of the wall. And I listened diligently.
"-. - Right. Go - is not in -"
A voice slowly approaching. Peek from the shadows.
... all together, about twenty people, huh?
Two riders. We're all on foot. Armed with spears and swords, they seem to be what makes battle a business.
... but you look like you're falling apart.
Yes, I don't see anything in common in the outfit. Besides, it's not even as solid a fit as the soldiers from the village of Doremi the other day.
Could it be some kind of thief? Second, that's an idea that crosses my mind.
Well, whether you're one of those who attacked the village of Doremi, or a thief, it makes no difference to me that it's a dangerous deal.
I dare not, I need to be unnoticed......
"Well, what do we do now, Captain?
The men were getting closer until they heard the conversation clearly.
The conversation is by the men on horseback.
A man wearing a flashy feather-decorated hat is talking to the other man.
Still, you're the captain. As long as it lasts, is the man who was called the leader of this group?
That, keep an eye on the man called the captain.
... Around mid to late twenties?
Positive face on red tea hair. And she's skinny, but she's in shape that I can see is well worked out from above her clothes.
The figure is a relatively lightweight figure, just dressed in leather armor, on top of the seemingly most sartorial garments in the group. And he has a wave of western sword on his waist.
A man who reminds me of a brave warrior. I can also nod that he is a leader.
A man called the captain replies, after a brief reticence.
"... right. You should go back to Libra and report it to Uncle Borderline."
Back to Libra? Report to Uncle Borderline?
Do you think they came from Reebra? Besides, does Borderline Uncle mean the Medes Borderline Uncle who governs this area, including the merchant city of Reebra?
So, they're soldiers serving the Medes Border Uncle?
Hmm, I don't know to what extent this is a nobleman-specific army in this world......
As a regular soldier, you don't feel very bad about pieces of uniform.
Or is it a mercenary hired? Then I'll stick around.
And to observe from their conversation, they have received the life of a Medes Border uncle, investigating a series of raids, gathering intelligence. Is that the place?
Okay, well, what's going on? How do you judge this situation?
Rotate your head at high speed.
Hmm, slightly different from the original muscles, but why don't we ask them for help?
If their mission is to gather information, the importance of a living witness named me can be weighed. Depending on the negotiations, isn't it hard to get them to go the same way as Reebra?
At the very least, it should not suddenly cause harm to the inhabitants of its own territory.... you don't, do you?
Yeah, whatever it is, you have to help people to stay alive and fall. Get ready!
Never show up from the shadows of things.
"Oh, um...!
And with a slightly trembling voice, he spoke to the men.