... wasn't that deep, after all?
After conveying the rope and putting his foot on the ground, he looked up at the entrance where he had come in.
A small blink I saw at the bottom when I looked down. I could have predicted to some extent because of that, but at height, would it be about five meters?
You didn't have a problem jumping off without rope with this. With that in mind, I turn to the back right with the torch in one hand. Horizontal hole. Something glowed over Chickatika and beyond again. Continue in the direction of the light while checking for any traps.
"Phew... Phew..."
Groaning. There are people, understand that and I'll speed up my legs a little. The cold feel of peta peta and rock lingers on the back of my feet.
"Is anybody here?
Confirm the Lord of the Voice with your eyes as you speak. The Lord of groans was... light. No, should I say that the Lord of the Voice was glowing precisely?
He turned his head over here and was wrapped and tied from his face down in something like a cloth bag with it rolled over to his side. It looks terrible. Isn't this treating you less than a beast? When I spoke, the voiceless turned a small face towards me. It's a boy. He's probably around fourteen years old, just like me, from the look on his face. The cloth is also wrapped around my eyes, blocking my vision. Was my mouth only blocked to feed me?
The only thing I could do was groan. Its mouth moved small and "who is it".
"I'm here to help. I'll get you out of here now.
We need to figure out his special abilities first. He's not just a special ability man, he's advanced. It's called this method of restraint, and if it's a dangerous special ability, you can't easily move it to the Knights. Without waiting for his reply, I said, "What's your special ability?," he asked, moaning again. "I don't know," he said. With that said, the man's body blinked again.
"The light, what is it?
It also makes me hesitate to rub easily, a flash of light but painful to my eyes. His face blinked and not only his face, but also his neck, which was out of the cloth bag, glowed, so maybe his whole body is glowing.
"My... special abilities.
Do you think that special abilities treat such a thing as advanced? However, if the light intensity is terrific, it may certainly be worth using. With a little doubt, I touched the cloth bag first to listen to him anyway. Cloth... was a hard, thick material. Turn it off with instant movement and the man's body appears. Was it only tied over the cloth bag, there was no restraint under the cloth bag?
"Become... ⁉"
Feeling the discomfort of his body, he lifted his right arm to try and grabbed the cloth that was blocking his own eyes and took it away.
"Nice to meet you. My name is Philip.
Speak up to calm the boy who is still a wolf with a fake name and a smile. If your abilities are no big deal, there are possibilities for a priori or dangerous person as a person. If you give me back my palm when I'm ten years old...
"Ah... I'm... Powell...
The golden hair stretches out to near my shoulders. Length falls apart, maybe it was short originally. He sits back on the spot with his legs together, staring at me blindly as he thanked me small. Pretty big body. Even sitting down was bigger than I am now.
"It's okay now. You can go home.
You don't seem to be a dangerous person. I'm gonna reach out to Powell to make a quick trip to the Knights.
- He suddenly bounced his hand.
I can pull my hand in unexpectedly in a baffling, sharp pain. Played my hand, refused. But I wasn't hit by Powell's hand. I was played by...
"... I don't want to... go home... to"
Powell's complexion changed, his eyes opened, and he retreated as he sat scared away from me. The light is shining from all over my body. Unlike just now, it's a lot more frequent and even sounds like a bee and something to play. Yeah, I got my hands on this light.
"I'm... not going home."
As soon as Powell raised his voice like rage, all the narrow spaces surrounded by rocks glowed around Powell and began to blink.
I'm attacked by the sound of bees playing and the feeling of paralysis that burns all over my body myself. The burning smell of clothes hit my nose, and it was once I tried to disperse on an instant trip.
"Oh, I don't want to be so special."
... similar to screaming, I thought it was a scream.
I stare desperately at Powell as his eyes dazzle with light. My abilities seemed to be rampant rather than attacking me. He is holding his head with both hands and sitting on the spot. I don't go home, I don't go home. I'm squealing as if I'm fighting fear again and again.
Look at Powell like that, I think.
Pride, what would you do?
It's settled, she'll definitely reach out.
"Powell"
Before I even thought about it, I raised my voice. Your clothes are burnt, your stripped hands and feet are hot enough to burn, and if you turn your face it looks like you're headed for the flames.
"I don't want to go anywhere. If you don't like it, you can miss it somewhere else." "Much better than here."
"It's a place to go home."
Bathywick and the moment Powell slapped his fist on the ground, the pebble that Powell happened to play flew in all directions with tremendous momentum. It was as sharp as a bullet. If you'd been flying towards me, you probably wouldn't have just gotten hurt.
"You're a special ability... then you're a people of Freesia."
It wasn't the country that was destroyed, he said if he went back to my country... that much thought took my breath away. He doesn't want to go back to our country.
And he said that's why there's no other place to go. Because I understand that.
The special abilities are unique to our country. And there's a big part from other countries that hasn't been understood yet. Even now, when visiting another country unless you are royal, it is the current situation that special abilities people apply for their abilities and are not even allowed to step in without permission from that country. If, then, he has lost his way in our country for any reason...
Where is he?
I don't know what happened. But if you look at his power in front of you, you can predict. Unidentified special ability to unconsciously damage your surroundings. Being as if it embodied thunder. Can we spend that unheeded by anyone? I haven't even got control from what I've seen. It's not strange to be avoided and live pointing back fingers.
By the time I understood, it was too late, and Powell, who had responded to my call, glanced sharply at me.
"If I were around, I'd be unhappy." So I cut it off! What's wrong with everything? "
I don't know what you're talking about, but I only understand that he got here as a result of throwing everything away. In the light, his body trembled into small pieces, tears overflowing from the eyes that stared at me, and Shizuku disappeared with the sound and flash of Bachi. Powell peeled his teeth out, his teeth as pointy as fangs bit his lips, and blood seeped in.
"... and... and... and... and... and..."
I heard Powell's voice again along with the blinking and flashing sound of a billy bee. It's small and hard to hear clearly. I breathe in thoughtfully and ask back, "What the hell?" Then, the most intense heat and light ever wrapped me, and the intense blinking noise paralyzed my ears.
"Just hoping to stay alive! What's wrong?"
My vision turned white. The heat was so intense, this time I couldn't stand the danger, and I moved instantly.
When my vision changed, I sat on the spot momentarily moving to the entrance to the hidden hole. At the same time, a fierce lightning bolt jumped out of the hidden hole. I looked blindly for a few seconds and smelled burnt from the entrance that came in as the light subsided.
What would have happened if I hadn't traveled instantly on that spot? I'm relieved even if I just imagined it.
"It was late, wasn't it, Prince Sama! Did even the guy inside piss you off?
Suddenly he was called out, and looking back, there was Val. He looks down and laughs at me holding a gun in one hand, ringing one shot at the ceiling and sitting up.
"You... you knew, what's down here...
"No? But while we were waiting, the guys across the wall were making a scene, right? You've been thrown in pretty bad.
It's a precious item I finally caught with expensive medicine. And he went on, and he kept telling me, "So, what's going on?," he asks laughing in the back of his throat. I thought I'd let him crawl to the ground with an order now, that was then.
Second, I remember four years ago when I saw Val's face.
"Val... why did you want a slave contract four years ago?
To my question, Val said, "Ah?," he wrinkled between his eyebrows apparently unpleasantly. I don't have time, when I ordered him to tell me briefly, Val opened his mouth to throw up, as the covenant of slaves had worked.
"... because when you die, it's all over.
Val, distracted from me, replied, shooting two shots at the ceiling again to distract him from his frustration. Keep whining, "I regret it now," he continued. Once again Val looked down at me and laughed at my teeth as I turned my thoughts around the intention.
"You wouldn't understand the royal Sama promised the future.
... For some reason, only then did I feel anything but sarcasm, hostility, discomfort, or pity in Val's grin.
"... I'm going again. You keep an eye on the entrance.
Val moved on to the entrance, which he blocked with rubble walls in a bad way to see if he would still do what I said.
"I wouldn't even let that princess Sama find out where I abandoned her.
That's what I'm gonna throw away. Turn around once to Val, and I'm gonna say back to that back.
"It is a betrayal to your sister." I can't.... just like you.
To my word, huh? and Val tilts his head only and looks back. If it's true, there's no way I'm gonna bother telling such a sinner. But...
'You won't understand, Royal Sama, who's promised the future.
I'm not like Pride, Tiara, or a legitimate royal like your mother. Maybe he wanted to reward Val for saying that to me in brackets called royalty.
"I have a subordinate contract with my sister when I was adopted at the age of seven.
When I say that clearly, Val's expression startles me. He stares at me with his eyes open and his mouth open. When I was a little satisfied with it, I just added one last word.
"But without that, everything about me is yours, sister.
My vision changed and I returned to the world of darkness and blinking again.
To see him, to see Powell.