Sword Whisperer

"…… will it be okay?"

Tamby looked at him and asked him, Behind them, thousands of refugees were following in a tranquil pattern. Anya quietly replied.

"I don't know."

Maybe she or Tamby will be okay. Even though he was accused of treason, the name of the Nine Great Gates is not in vain. The family had enough power to protect them. Of course, it may take that long, but honestly, it wasn't a big deal compared to death.

The problem was the other members who followed them. The fact that Tamby and Anya can be forgiven does not mean that other members can also be forgiven. No matter how well you look at them, they'll be prisoners, and at worst, they might hang their necks.

'But there's no other way.'

After this, the conclusion that they would be right was that they would die at night with other members of the army. As long as the realm is fully engaged in the hunt for the revolution, it was practically an agent who escaped the pursuit.

After all, I'm forced to bump into it. Knowing that, she had a dry mouth. Somehow, their lives were all in her hands.

In fact, knowing that there's nothing she can do.

'Van.'

When the steps were heavy, Anya called his name. Even though it can't be, I think I can walk a little lighter than the next step.

Anya looked at Pendel.

Van is over there.

Let's go.

§

"You should never accept it!"

An old man with a purple beard swirls his face and lowers his desk. He was Schlid, the ruler of the Gilts, who lost his son in this war. He could spoil his whole body with a lump of iron and tear the desk apart with his fingers, but the desk under his fist was fine. Still, I'm not excited enough to cross the line in front of the prince.

§

"What if it's unacceptable? What are you doing?"

Zacharim looked at Schlid and asked. Despite Zacharim's fat face, Schlid did not hesitate to state my opinion.

"Not only have they already forsaken the kingdom once, but they have also become hostile. Even the son of a predecessor was in their hands, and the sons of many fathers and mothers died. You can't forgive me like this. You're right to track it down to the end and kill it."

"Then, do you mean to kill and eliminate even one of their children?"

"That's …… I guess, children who are not yet of age……"

"How do you know if you're not an adult? And how do you know if there were more sinful children than adults?"

"I don't know that. All I know is that we can't just accept them as if nothing had happened."

Schlid replied with a stubborn expression. Zakarim thought with a sigh.

'It's endless.'

Schlid's words were not so wrong. Even for the sake of the kingdom's glory, they were forced to look stern in front of sinners. The problem is…….

"......."

Zakarim looks at Van, who has been keeping silence ever since. On the subject of knifing the prince's neck, Van wanted to remain surprisingly calm.

If he only eats his heart, irrespective of their authority, countless people may flee. Do they really know that? Do you know if the person they're yelling at is a lover who can kill them at any time right now?

Do you think you can make a difference if you know?

"I'll take it for now."

It was then. A quiet voice echoed. People turned their heads. At the end of several gazes there was Avon.

'.... Avon?'

Jakarim and Van's eyes came to mind. Others did not think that Avon would be in favour of this. First of all, Zacharim had a positive attitude towards their surrender, and Avon was the one who once said to burn prisoners and provoke the Revolutionary Army.

"The war is over anyway. Wow. Now, even if my life became precious, it wouldn't be so weird. Isn't that right, brother?"

"…… yes. You're right. There's nothing strange."

"But that doesn't mean we can't put those who don't know when to turn into enemies. They'll have to wait outside the fendel walls like that. And if the enemy invades, they will be our vanguard against them. I think they won't hesitate to face my greatest sin, because they have to face sin to wash away their sins."

"Well…… degenerate, some of them are young children!"

"Can't a child commit a sin?"

In the words of an article, Avon regained his calm voice. Zacharim groaned. I wanted to sympathize with his opinion for what it was, but it seemed like it was the deep sea that would allow the situation to flow in the direction I wanted.

Van's eyes became sharp. Avon looked at the class and smiled without saying a word. I already knew it was a knife I couldn't hold in his hand. So there was no reason to care for Van any more.

"Gilts fully agrees with Prince Avon's opinion! I cannot have immoral things that are not even worth the sin set foot in the land of my son's soul. If you're going to accept them, you're going to have to let their feet walk over my corpse!"

As Schlid waited, he listened to Avon and shouted.

Zakarim sighed.

§

The first step forward.

The second step forward, too, seems to be backwards.

Forward. Back. Twice in the future. Back three times.

.... I can't eat it, Van thought.

Malo, the man who handed over my burden to the woman, was always so superstitious, and Van was now preparing to be that superstitious man. I didn't expect to hear anything, and I didn't think of anything.

He's the one who pushed Anya into this situation. I couldn't see his face again, as if nothing had happened if I was so anxious, and unfortunately, Van wasn't so anxious.

Anya was living outside the fendel wall with other revolutionary refugees. In fact, she could even live inside the castle if she only had a heart. At least the most powerful thing in the realm of this night was the Nahar family, and Anya was Nahar.

Nevertheless, she chose to stay here with her people. Perhaps he was trying to fulfill his duty to me until the end. For the same reason, she handed over Van's will to Fendel.

Useless and sincere. In fact, I'm more lazy than anyone.

On the subject of wanting to live lazily than anyone else.

Thinking of her laziness, I was saddened. Van stood around the refugees' tents for a long time with a depressed expression. There were also a few refugees who had recognized that class, but most of them did not pretend to know him. They all noticed that.

It was only then that I repeated walking back and forth, sometimes even sideways. Van felt the feeling of coming from afar and hardened the moment. The white energy is walking straight towards him without hesitation.

It was Anya.

"…… why are you doing this here?"

Her greetings were quite dry after a long time. No tears, no cheers, no touching hugs. Facing Anya's fat face, Van smiled awkwardly. An examination that aims a sword at the prince's neck, an examination that the opponent promised to cut if anyone had to cut it, and an examination that the enemy in this kingdom would also deal with. Despite that examination, when facing Anya, there was a trace of a boy who had no choice but to face Van.

"Oh, no."

"Why are you doing this here?"

"…… because I don't have a face."

"Hm."

Anya snorted. And kicked with Van's shin. Of course it wasn't half right. Before her feet were even extended, he already stood a step back. Anya frowns as she turns her feet.

"…… Avoidance?"

"…… I'll be right. Tea again."

"Okay, I'm in a bad mood."

Anya swollens her cheeks and turns her back. It was still small and narrow. On his back, he erased how much burden the world had on him.

"Did you get what you wanted?"

"Yeah, I got it."

"Well done."

".... Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry."

You look angry. "

"I'm not angry!"

Anya shrieks. And I looked around in shock, shrugging my shoulders at the sound of my shout. Ping tears in her eyes. She kicks Van's shin again.

"Ugh!"

Van didn't avoid it this time. He shook his head and shook his fist again.

"What the hell, you, what the...? Why are you doing this, all the time, all the time, only me..!"

"I'm sorry."

"Ha, I'm sorry, I really wish everything could work out!"

"I will."

"…… is that what you're saying?"

"Sorry."

"Sorry doesn't solve anything!"

"If you don't tell me anything, I really don't have anything to say."

"Then keep your mouth shut. Hicc. Very hick."

Half of them shut their mouths. Anya showed how she felt when she was choking and her nose was blocked, so that she felt like she was bursting into pain. Anya threw her hand at Van.

"You should have done something. No, no, that's not it, that's it, you should be here soon. Huh? I was worried about how..... you might be dead."

"I came as soon as I could. I wanted to come faster, too."

"...... but it's too late."

Van approached quietly and wrapped around Anya. It's like a little baby comforting you to cry. Anya felt silent for a long time.

Only at the end of the feeling did the right conversation come. Anya looked at Van and asked.

"You must have been embarrassed. When I wasn't in Pendel."

"…… I was embarrassed. Even with the Royal Army flag on it, it's even better that you weren't there."

"But why didn't you find it?"

"When I was here, I thought I'd meet you like this."

"What if I'm wrong?"

"If I had, I would have lived with all that regret, leaving you in Pendel for the rest of my life."

"... Thank goodness. You don't have to live with regret. Knng."

I tried to pretend to know if I was still sniffing. Van hung his head and said,

"I'm sorry. Your people, I can't get in there right now."

"…… It's okay. Maybe it's better."

"It would have been better...?"

"Fendels say these refugees should hold spears against the Revolutionaries."

"..... I did. But don't worry. As much as that... somehow..."

"No, it's okay. It's already been taken care of."

"What?"

"I've got it all figured out. It wasn't unexpected to raise a knife against the Revolutionaries."

"What do you mean?"

Van couldn't understand what Anya was saying. If you can't understand that, it's probably proof that Van is still innocent. Therefore, Anya's smile, which she smoked half the time, was relatively buried.

"The last of the revolutionaries will be here soon. This time it's not a hundred years old, it's carrying less."

"..... The Revolutionary Army must come here?"

"To start a revolution, the revolutionaries must disappear. Whoo, that's what he said."

Somehow Van felt like he understood Anya's words. Anya murmurs with a sad expression.

"They're coming to die."

Van chewed Anya's words without a sound.

To start a revolution, the Revolutionary Army must end.

They were trying to reveal the world with the body of Nahar Pendel.