Takarakuji de 40-oku Atattandakedo Isekai ni Ijuu Suru

Same day, late at night.

Among the miscellaneous woods on the outskirts of Isteria, there was the figure of Havel.

In front of the havel stands one man wearing a hood at the depth of his eyes (Mabuka).

"Well, even if this is all I'm looking for... no, I get it. You don't have to look anymore."

Havel takes a snug cloth sachet out of his nostrils and hands it to the man.

The man raised and lowered slightly so as to weigh the cloth bag.

"… seems to be a little too much. You're missing one."

"Save it. Instead, please keep it up."

"... this is uncertain information, but I heard someone resembling that brother sailed north from Gregorn territory."

Havel smiles at the words.

"What? You didn't say a word of that earlier."

"It's just that it might, because you haven't got certainty. It means you're free to use this information or not."

When the man missed the cloth bag, he disappeared between the trees.

Dropping off that back, Havel also looks back to go back to the city.

So I stretched myself up.

"... who"

There was a shadow in the shade a few dozen meters away.

When Havel spoke, the person slowly walked towards Havel.

Are you a collaborator now?

"... Mr. Barletta?

In the darkness, a familiar voice reached Habel's ear.

Barletta, with a long sword on her hips, slowly moves on to Havel.

"That's crazy, I thought."

Barletta opens her mouth, sounding the sound of stepping on the grass.

"Mr. Havel, why did you stay on our side?"

Havel slipped away and ran his eyes around.

Other than her walking over, there's no sign of people.

"Neither I nor Mr. Kazra have taught me anything about military relations. Even the power of blessing hasn't told me how to get it. If you think about it normally, there's no chance of winning this country."

"Why are you here..."

"I hear you told Marie to stay awake that night until Mr. Havel went. Marie told me. So I knew I was going crazy."

Whisper Havel's question and speak as Barletta asks.

"It's strange to instruct you to stay awake all night, isn't it? What the hell was that for?

"Well, that's to say goodbye after apologizing to Master Kazura..."

"Then why did she keep her samurai clothes on? At that hour, they just told me to wait in my room. Normally, I think I'd change into personal or bedtime clothes."

"... I guess I was dressed for that because I thought I might get out of the room. I have nothing to do with it."

"Is it? It seemed to me I was trying to do this."

A few meters ahead of Havel, Baretta stopped her leg.

Ugly trees are whispering the moonlight, and I cannot ask for her expression from Habel.

"The truth is, you were going to kill Mr. Kazra and take Marie into exile with you in Barbell, weren't you? So Mr. Knoll was waiting for Mr. Havels in the woods so close to Isteria, wasn't he? If it's just an exile without Marie, it's safer to meet Mr. Havel closer to the border or further away from the city."

"Hey, what are you talking about? I don't know what to say. Even the man I was looking for is my brother..."

"But if you were pre-detected, think about it, and no matter how you rolled, you were just turning your hands to help yourself and Marie. In order to buy time and hide the unnaturalness of his actions, even a petty worker who would apply to Mr. Isaac for his last duel. He was thoroughly defensive without fighting back at all, in order to survive the arrival of the decree that the men who attacked Mr. Knoll were supposed to send to the Mansion, right? As a result, Mr. Isaac's private soldiers contacted him, which made him unnecessarily unnatural, though. I almost got fooled."

"Mr. Barletta, that's a misunderstanding! What the hell are you talking about!

Like screaming, says Havel.

Barletta keeps an eye on him, and doesn't wander.

"Someone saw a fire arrow fired from the walls. Not even twice. It was a storm that day, so I guess we didn't communicate the information well. Part of the hallway to Mr. Kazra's room was flooded because Mr. Havel, found by Mr. Isaac, opened the window and sent some kind of signal to a fellow waiting outside."

"Huh!"

Havel gets stuck in words.

Accidentally attach your left hand to the long sword of your lower back.

"So, I think after that fire arrow, someone saw the fire arrow go up from somewhere else, too. The location is a short distance from where Mr. Knoll and the others were. We're here now, around here."

……

"It was Mr. Havel's private soldiers who got into battle with Mr. Isaac's troops, wasn't it? When I went to the ground to catch Mr. Knoll after being contacted by a fire arrow, was there Mr. Isaac's unit first, and both sides mistook the opponent for a soldier who guided Mr. Knoll into battle, something like that? This fight is completely unexpected, isn't it? I don't know what instructions you were giving to the private soldiers, but apart from the private soldiers who murdered Mr. Knoll, you were the ones earlier. Multiplied by the chaos of the battle, I'm guessing they were causing the private soldiers to mix up and kill Mr. Knoll and the others. I'm not expecting regular private soldiers to be involved in Mr. Knoll's murder, but what do you think?"

The wind blows brightly, and the moonlight falls from the crevices of the shaky trees illuminates Barletta.

She was faceless.

"What would have happened if Mr. Isaac hadn't had a plan and could have killed Mr. Kazra and successfully hidden the body? Would it have been better if we didn't have to seal Mr. Knoll's mouth, and we could all have escaped to Barbell together?

Giri, and Havel bite his teeth off.

On the left hand holding the sheath, the force enters.

It should be noted that Barletta is still looking at Havel without being slightly mobile.

"Mr. Havel, please give up already. If you surrender now, I'll guarantee Marie's safety. I won't tell anyone what Mr. Havel did."

"... how did you know? In that situation, why?

"I, Mr. Kazra, love you. Without that guy, I can't. Same for you, Marie."

……

"So if I were Mr. Hubbell, I've been thinking about what would have happened to protect my loved ones. I was wondering what kind of way there is to make sure you and Marie are absolutely helpful. Then I immediately noticed a lot of unnatural things."

"... Marie knows about this?

"She doesn't know anything. I believe in you. Looks like I haven't lost all of my shock yet. After what happened, I don't know what else to do."

"... Really?"

"Let me also say that I felt responsible for Mr. Havel and I lost my life myself. If you could write me a brush, I'd give it to Marie or Mr. Kazra."

"What if I resist?

As Habel said, Barletta showed her hands slightly spread out.

"Do you want to? I'm the only one here, so if you kill me, you might well mislead me, right? I haven't told anyone about it."

But Barletta adds:

"If you missed me, then I'm sorry, but I'll tell Master Narson all the facts. Marie is going to die, too. You can't be forgiven for being a traitor's sister with a single stick."

"... I ask you again, would Marie be helpful if I surrendered?

"I promise."

Hmm, and Hubbell breathes.

I removed my belt from my waist and threw my sword down on the ground with each of it.

Baretta took the rope that was hanging on her hips.

"Lie down on the ground and cross your hands behind you"

Havel, as he was told, lay down on the ground.

Slowly Barletta walks over and ties Havel up behind her back.

"... Mr. Havel, don't you ask me what I'm going to do?

To Barletta's inquiry, Havel laughs small.

"You're going to make me write a brush somewhere unpopular, and then you're going to make me hurt myself, right? If we let him live, he'll be a threat to Kazura."

"... Shall we go"

Barletta stood up the havel, grabbed the rope and gently pressed her back.

"Mr. Barletta."

After walking for a few dozen seconds or so, Havel spoke to Barletta.

"What?

"Regards, Sister"

……

"Mr. Barletta?

To Barletta, who does not reply, Havel stops and looks back gently with only her neck.

"Of course it is. Rest assured."

"Don't threaten me. I thought you were fooled."

"Don't say bad things about people. I'm not a liar like you."

"Ha, so is that. And if you don't mind, I just need one more favor."

"... say it"

"There was a photo in Kazura's book."

"You did."

"In the future, when Marie gets married, I want you to take a picture of her and bring it to where I'm buried. Seeing it with these eyes will never happen again."

"Huh..."

Barletta clogs the words.

"... are you crying?

"Cry... can't you?

"... no. Thank you for doing this for me."

As Havel turned her face forward again, she began to walk.

But I felt the strap of my tied arm pulled and stopped again.

"Mr. Barletta?

"... how could you do this?

"I think Mr. Barletta was talking about that earlier,"

"I'm not... why is Marie so important? As a slave child, Marie was raised separately from Mr. Havel, wasn't she? There's no point of contact."

"... Marie is just like me."

Havel looks up at the sky.

From a slight gap in the trees, there was a glimpse of a shining star.

"I was, I didn't have to be there or not. All I was asked to do was keep my house, my father, and my brother's name from scratching. Nothing. I didn't have any trouble with that house without me. My brilliant brother was responsible for everything in the Louson family."

Barletta shuts up and waits for the rest.

Havel nodded and dropped her eyes on the dark ground.

"As we grew, the difference between how my brother and I were treated became more pronounced. My brother was taken by my father to appear dizzy and talented as a civilian. Even among families, the heart of the story is still my brother. I've barely been out there talking about me."

……

"I don't know, Marie was born. With the same father, he appeared to be treated much worse than me. Seeing Marie, to the child's heart I thought." I could be more pathetic than myself. She would understand this feeling '. "

Habel turned her attention to Barletta and smiled a little.

It's such a powerless grin, like you're mocking yourself.

"The point is, I wanted my existential meaning. I wanted a presence like that that would make me think I couldn't do it without me, that I needed myself from the bottom of my heart. So I swayed the word 'sister' to interfere all the more so that Marie could miss me. My brother and I have become so proud of our blood muscles that we feel so good that we are defying those who have tormented us."

"Mr. Havel......"

"You're disillusioned, aren't you? That's all. I've used Kazura, Zirconia, Isaac, and Marie."

"... and I was going to keep using it"

"Yes."

"Do you love Marie?

"Yes, it may be an extension of my desire for asylum and self-satisfaction, but to a degree more important than my own life"

Ugh, and Barletta sighs.

I put my hand on Havel's shoulder and turned my back.

From the sheath, pull out the long sword.

"... Mr. Barletta?

"Don't move"

Bumped and cut the rope that was strangling Havel's wrist.

Surprisingly, Havel looks back.

Barletta with a chopped face and her eyes met.

"This is our only secret."

"... do you forgive?

"I won't forgive you. But I forgive you."

"What is it?"

I say like a havel twitched as I stroke my wrist where the tight tight pain lingers.

"You will not betray me anymore. Now that I know it, I've broken the rope."

"... you really need to betray me? Maybe we'll take a look at the machine and imitate something like this one?

"If you do that, I will chase you even to the end of the earth and I will kill Marie with this hand"

……

"And if anything happens to me, I'll make sure Marie gets a letter spelling out everything Mr. Havel did"

"You can't betray that."

"Don't Betray Me"

A little laughing havel, Barletta turns to face.

"It's okay. I won't betray you."

When Habel answered, Baretta turned her heel and started walking.

"Mr. Barletta."

To Havel's call, Barletta stops.

"Thank you. You're a sweet man."

……

Barletta answered nothing and vanished into the woods.