Lehne set foot in the ruins, never because he wanted to.

Behind her, there are three resilient men.

They're all cold-blooded men who don't think anything about taking people's lives.

It was this morning that they came to visit Lehne, who had lost her parents in the war and lived in a village so she could lurk herself.

Lead them to the ruins, a man of leadership said in a low voice.

"Say no or I'll kill you"

The words, which he uttered unconstitutionally, were filled with cruelty that was simple and lucid, but therefore could not be said whether or not.

It wasn't until ten years ago that Lene's dead father stumbled upon the ruins, when Lene was a child who wasn't even old enough to go.

My father, who found pieces of jewellery in the ruins, then became obsessed with exploring the ruins.

I went to the ruins like every day and mostly came back with my bare hands, but sometimes I brought back beautiful rings and small gems.

If I took it to the city and sold it, it turned out to be a lot of money.

All the villagers wanted to know where the ruins were, but my father didn't even tell my mother where the ruins were.

My father's relationship with the villagers deteriorated, but that was also a story until the village was caught up in the war.

I don't know if he's a knight or a mercenary, but anyway, the battle of many men armed with swords and spears broke out near the village, and he got caught up in it and both my father and mother died.

Then Lene has lived in detail to this day with the slightly surviving villagers.

Lene says he knows where the ruins are.

It was only very recently that such rumors began to spread among the villagers who survived.

Until then, everyone was at their best to live, completely forgetting about the ruins, etc.

This fall, I took more crops than I thought, and for the first time in years since that war, I feel secure that I'm going to be able to safely cross the winter.

Did that instead remind the villagers of their extra desires in their breasts?

So when the men came to visit themselves, Lene knew right away.

The villagers told me I was sold.

Instead of offering delicious moneymaker stories to the bandit mercenaries who came to the village, they tried to keep themselves safe.

I wasn't even angry.

If I were in the opposite position, I would have done so myself.

For he that hath no power in this land shall not live unless he do so.

My father had only told Lene where the ruins were.

Rarely the night the gems sold high.

My father returned from buying expensive booze that didn't suit him and disappointed my mother.

Drinking that at his leisure, my father only told Lene to listen.

The location of the ruins. Structure in it.

He's a kid, so I guess I remembered him from what I told him, but I thought.

Unaccustomed liquor may have loosened my guard.

But Lene remembered.

And the road to the ruins. And the little room trick.

I remembered everything vividly.

So after my father died, I've only tried to go there once.

And I realized the certainty of my memory and the correctness of my father's words.

A skinny man, refrained to the right of a man of leadership, sounded his lower back sword properly.

"I can't wait any longer. Either die or hurry."

It was a cheap threat, but what matters is not whether you are willing to make a threat complaint, but whether you can carry out that threat.

And these men will not hesitate to execute.

You won't feel guilty.

It was also suspicious that there was just a conscience to feel in the first place.

Lene went outside, prompted by the men.

Winter in the north is cold enough to cut yourself off.

Lene was walked at the head of the men.

From the houses along the way, I felt the gaze of the villagers.

Do they have a conscience?

Look at me, and if there is, feel it.

Lene thought so, walking with her chest stretched.

"You're doing well, sister"

A skinny man said that behind him and laughed.

Behind the woods, let it be buried halfway in the snow, and there was its entrance.

"This is the ruin."

The face of a man of leadership gets steep.

"It's just a cave."

"Come in and you'll see."

Lene said to her temperament.

It leads to the ruins inside.

I guess it's true, and a skinny man peeks into Lene's face.

"It's not like he tried to fool us. I'll have you come with me."

The men are going to kill themselves anyway.

That's why Lene was going in from the start, too.

Let the men hold a pine light and you get in the lead.

After about two branches, the cave inadvertently turned into a stone aisle.

Lene doesn't know if it's a coincidence or what, but in any case, the cave was connected to an ancient ruin buried underground.

Oops, and the men cheer.

"This is so real. A real ruin."

When the skinny man screamed, the voice echoed to the back of the aisle.

Lene leads the men to the small room at the end of the aisle.

The room my father used to call a ring.

My father found a small ring on the floor of this room.

I look around so that the men who hear it can lift a pine light and taste the floor.

"There was."

A skinny man cheered and pinched something up.

A man with a rushed leaderhood slaps a man in the head when he sees it.

"You idiot. That's just a round stone."

In the meantime, Lene was walking over on the wall.

"Hey."

For the first time ever, a man with no mouth at all raised a sharp voice.

"What are you doing"

Regardless, Lene pushed the indentation of the wall.

A trick my father nearly lost his life to.

My father said.

Countless spears descend from the ceiling, he said.

As the saying goes, there was a sharp metal noise from the ceiling.

A rigged ceiling that grew countless spears descends.

The men look up over their heads and peel their eyes off.

but the rigged ceiling stopped along the way with the squeaky noise.

Degradation due to age. Malfunction due to severe winter cold.

I don't know why. Anyway, Lene lost the only means to get the men all over the grid.

One of the men screamed.

Lene flipped herself.

Anyway, you can't escape on a woman's feet.

But at least let's die in the sun.

I thought so.

After all, it became exactly what Lene wanted.

Just out of the ruins, Lene's legs stopped moving and were driven by angry men.

Falling into the snow, Lene thought she couldn't care less.

If you want to offend, you can offend.

If you want to kill me, you can kill me.

But the men never arrived in Lehne.

"Oh, my God."

There was a voice of a man of leadership.

When Lene looked up, one boy stood in front of the men.

A boy far younger than Lene, not even old yet.

On its back, it carried a long sword that was too disproportionate for the child's body.

"I need money."

The boy said blush.

"I heard there are ruins around here. Is this the entrance?"

Lene suddenly got her upper body up.

I wonder what you're talking about, that kid.

Advice, brutal laughter spreads among the men.

"I don't care if it is, kid."

Says the skinny man.

The sword on his hips rang, ka-cha.

"I need money for my journey"

The boy said it again.

"If this is the entrance, I'll go inside. Get out of there."

"He's a nasty kid."

A skinny man laughed.

and at the next moment that vicious smile distorted into brutal joy.

I can't let go of my hips sword and slash it on the boy.

The boy's neck flew, Lene thought.

but in fact the boy had sent the slaughter with only a slight shaking of his body.

"Whoa..."

When the man opened his eyes to surprise, his neck was separated from his torso.

"If you want to do it, say it from the beginning."

That's what the boy said, waved a long sword, and took a step.

"It saves you time"

In that word, the man with the eye pulls out his sword.

"Kid, do you know who we are? We're from the Purple Flame Mercenaries."

"I don't."

A boy blocked the man's words.

"I don't know such a mercenary regiment"

I can't tell you, the boy waved his sword.

The man with the naked eye rolled with blood in the snow without receiving a single knife.

"You're lying. Oh, my God, no. You're still a kid."

The voice of a man of leadership trembled.

"You, a mercenary? At that age. What mercenary regiment?"

"Black Wolf Cavalry Corps"

To the boy's answer, the man's face is distorted.

"of the Black Wolf Cavalry, said he was a kid"

Is that look, astonishment or fear?

"I've heard of it. Even though the Black Wolf Cavalry is still a kid, he said he has a strong one... but I heard he was stabbed to death with a spear from" Land X-ray "."

"That's not true"

The boy took a step further as he said.

"There is"

A man was slaughtered with a roar, but the boy still turned it around with little physical movement either.

When I thought, the long sword flashed at an unstoppable speed in my eyes, and the man was falling with a blood splash up.

"Hey."

Raine, who was sitting snowy, was called out by the boy.

Even though he slashed down three grown men, the boy was not disturbed in his breath.

"You know what? Is that the entrance to the ruins? Is there gold in it?"

The boy's eyes, who said so and saw Lene's face, were surprisingly clear, and Lene breathed.

The boy who heard about Lene, without even a dust,

"If it works, I'll give you half."

Left behind, he disappeared into the ruins.

Lene thought blurry as the boy stared at the entrance to the disappeared ruins.

If the boy really brings home the treasure.

And if you really give me that half.

Let's take that to the city.

Let's leave this village.

That way, I'm sure, I can live somewhat better than I do now.

With a glimmer of hope for the boy's words, Lene continued to stare at the entrance to the ruins.