The next morning, he wakes up feeling signs of people.
An instantly awake brain complained of danger.
The wilderness where no small creature could be found, day or night, other than man.
People who come to places like that.
That meant nothing but the people who were chasing him and the girl.
He peeks at the face of the girl in his arms.
The morning sun illuminates the girl's face brightly through the rock surface.
As always, the girl looked spicy.
It seems to have gotten a little better than at night, but still the tremors in my body have not stopped.
"Kh...."
There are not many options available to him beyond the girl's lack of consciousness.
Either they get caught alone, abandon the girl and run away alone, or leave the girl behind and become a traitor to themselves.
The first is out of the question.
The second thing is impossible.
For him now that he has come to believe that it is worth his life to deliver the girl safely into the world, abandoning him would be tantamount to denying his existence.
The third would be unrealistic.
There is no guarantee that a girl will not be found in the first place, and even if she is lucky not to be found, it is doubtful whether she will be welcome tomorrow with unconscious body tremors that will not stop.
Moving quietly with the girl in his arms, he moves in the opposite position to the footsteps.
It hardly changed after slightly shifting the position, but the likelihood of finding it even slightly should have been reduced.
All he can do now is hope that the footsteps that seem to be chasing him go away without noticing them.
But the desire is not enough, and the footsteps will definitely approach the big rock where he and the girl are hiding.
"Four... five?"
His face is distorted.
If the number of opponents is small, maybe we can do something about it.
Surprised one and confronted the other from the front.
That will be the limit of what we can deal with him.
But the number of footsteps approaching was not one or two.
No matter how unexpectedly I killed one person, when I was surrounded by the rest of the human being, I couldn't reach my hands or feet.
"Over there?"
"Ah, definitely two... they're a lot weaker."
"Isn't that the emperor's scorn?"
"Idiot. You can hide it if you scold it."
"Is there a wild beast...?"
"Well, I can't say it's definitely because it's the outer edge, but you wouldn't bother to come to a place like this."
I hear multiple voices.
All men feel rough.
From the contents of the conversation, it was clear that he and the girl were known to exist.
You guys aren't nervous.
"Either way, you'll see soon enough."
"What do you take for granted?"
"Ah? Are you selling a fight?!"
He chewed his lips.
I was treated like a laboratory animal without knowing it, and even though I finally got out of that place with some coincidence and luck and my own manoeuvre, I couldn't get free, and I couldn't even help one girl.
Only a feeling of helplessness and indifference covered him up now.
"Come on, guys."
A good voice echoes in the street to reprimand the noisy men.
The tone of voice was as quiet as ever, but the voice was under pressure to say nothing.
The voices of the men who had been arguing until then were cut off instantly.
"Two to the right, one here."
The voice gives instructions to the allies.
The footsteps split in two.
It will be clear that there is no escape anymore.
He removes the last small knife from the pocket of the girl's coat.
When she lay gently on the girl's back to handle the broken object, she stood gently on her lower back without making a sound.
The footsteps are approaching.
As the distance narrowed, the hand holding the knife gained strength.
A shadow of men approached him.
The moment the first one shows up from the other side of the big rock, he pops out with a spring all over his body.
What entered my eyes was a young man in a vine-dyed coat.
Aiming at his neck, he shakes through the knife.
Oops!
However, the knife blade pointing at the neck of the surprisingly dyed man did not reach and was played with a hard sound.
The feeling of slashing something hard resonates in his hand.
The slashed man is flatter.
I just had the look on my face when I said that I had been caught in the crossfire.
"Chi."
Understanding his failure, he quickly moved on to the next move.
Instantly blink and shift the target from five men into sight to one.
A man who is thought to have cut his hair about thirty times shortly.
Probably the man who scolded his friends earlier.
He realized intuitively that it was the bondage of the herd, and he jumped at the other men blindly.
After knocking one person down by surprise, he taps the top of the opponent.
That was the most feasible and realistic choice for him.
More than a failure in the first place, the last chance left depends on whether the man is captured or not.
Capture the enemy leader and stick a knife around his neck to push through our demands.
He didn't necessarily agree to negotiate, but he couldn't find another way out of this situation with an unconscious girl.
"Oh, this is..."
The leader's man talks funny to him as he jumps.
His hand, holding the knife, stretched out.
The notch was pointed to the man's flank, and as his distance approached a little further, something hard struck his head.
Wooo!
The vision dimmed as if it reminded me of the night visit.
A body that loses its freedom.
In the meantime, only the voice of a curious man echoed in his ear like a finish.
"Interesting."
When he regained consciousness, it was neither the shining sun nor the blue sky that came into his eyes.
He learns that he was lying down when he realizes that the tiny fabric that fills his sight is in the tent.
"Where...?"
He was stunned for a moment because he couldn't understand his situation, but immediately remembered just before he lost consciousness.
"Did you get caught...?"
I remember when I ran into the men I thought I was chasing, betting on the slightest possibility.
Perhaps this tent belongs to those men.
However, it was unnatural to think so.
First and foremost, he is not under restraint.
Normally, you wouldn't leave a person in captivity without depriving them of their freedom.
I checked my body and found no signs of assault, except for back headache.
Having checked his condition so far, he becomes happier.
"Is she...!?"
I look around in a hurry, but there is no one but him.
When I got up and tried to get out of the tent, I heard a voice pushing it back.
"I'm fine, but you should get some sleep.You're pretty weak, you. "
A part of the tent opens with a voice and a man enters.
The moment I saw him, his body was strong.
Short borrowed hair, a fluffy, springy muscular body, and a vine coat were the last men he attacked.
In an instant, he runs his eyes to the left and right looking for something that could become a weapon.
"There's no way I'm going to leave anything that could be a weapon by my side."
When the man who saw his behavior told him so in a daze, he smiled with a small nose and stabbed his nail.
"By the way, I don't think you can beat me with your bare hands.There's no one here who's as crude as a kid who doesn't have the skills to fight. "
I do not feel any falsehood or falsehood in the words.
In fact, there must be a difference in isolated power between him and the man.
He was attacked by a man who was bare-handed, and his consciousness was harvested in an instant.
Grieving that he was being held by the opponent, he talked about his only concern.
"... where did you take her?"
"Yes, stand up and be vigilant.Don't worry, she's not scratched.I am now entrusting my fellow woman with nursing care.I haven't regained consciousness yet, but my fever is going down, so I guess I'll be fine. "
"... let me see you."
"So hurry up. I don't know what kind of personality you are, but I'm not going to do it."
He reacts to the words with a twitch.
If it is true that the man said 'I don't know what kind of traits', it may not be the people who were chasing him and the girl.
Nevertheless, it's not easy to trust.
Because nowadays he doesn't have the technique to see if a man's words are true.
"I'll make sure you're safe with my eyes."
Still wandering around to see the girl, he checks the entrance to the tent where the man came in.
The man sighed.
"That's why I can't do it yet..."
With that gap, he rushes through the man's side to get out of the tent.
I'm telling you.
But a moment earlier than leaving the tent, the man's hand grabbed his clothes and prevented him from escaping.
The next moment, his vision flipped.
Shock to back.
If he is careful, he is falling asleep.
It was not until later that I understood that I had been thrown.
"You were in pretty dangerous shape, too.I know she's important to you, but now you need to get better. "
That being said, the man left the tent.