The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

Before my family's body, I couldn't even give them time to cry.

Mixed with the smell of blood, the scorching smell of your nose.

There's a fire coming out of the living room.

"No, why, no..."

Your mother and Claire's body are gonna burn like this.

You can't even make a tomb.

"Why, why..."

Tears overflow on their own.

Still, because you can't die.

I don't even know if they're gonna kill me.

I jumped out of Claire's room and looked around at the living room.

There's a lot of fire coming out of the area of the firehouse, and I can't extinguish it anymore.

And one more thing, I was sure.

This is not the work of a burglar.

My room, Claire's room, the living room, the cupboard and all that are left untouched.

(It's not stealing, it's killing. But why!? Why us...)

Anyway, it's dangerous to get out of the front door.

He could be ambushed.

Return to Claire's room once to get out of the window.

"... mother"

To protect Claire, I guess I tried to go to that girl after she attacked me.

Trying to get into the room means you're falling down on a depression.

"Sorry, sorry...... Thanks for everything..."

Let him lie on his back, let him close his open eyes, let him put his arms together.

I'll be ashed soon, but I can't even make you a grave, at least.

"... Claire"

To the side of the bed.

Let my sister close her eyes, too, and mouth on her cheeks.

"I'll put it away, but I'm sorry...... eh. I've always loved it..."

I'd really like to take you, but...

To the inexorable thought, biting my lips hard and hard, I smelled iron, tasted blood.

"... both of you, I'm coming"

Stand up with the lives of two families and a sword that took the lives of two enemies.

I really don't even want to hold onto this stuff, because this is the only thing that can protect me.

Run into your room and get dressed quickly in thick clothes.

On winter nights outside, this village is also at high altitudes.

I'll freeze to death if I stay in my pajamas.

(Around the fire, it's still okay)

The change of clothes is complete in a total of about twenty seconds, up to the cloak and boots that are cold proof.

Put your hands on both open windows, gently open them, and ask how the back of the house looks.

Dim forest ahead, no figures left or right, except for the snow flickering.

When I checked for safety, I jumped softly to avoid making footsteps.

(Well, what do we do... Shall we just keep running...)

"Isn't this the woman!

"...... Huh!!

All over my body, I felt like the current ran.

I scream and kick around, but no one.

Looks like it's not about me.

(... of the village, from the central square?

The village is open in the woods, in a circular shape.

It feels like the house is lined up, mainly in the square.

If you peek your face out of your back, you can see what's going on in the square.

(The voices of the guys who attacked me, right? If it's not about me, no way......!

A bad feeling pierces my heart.

No way, not just us...

I don't want to see it, I don't want to confirm it.

But I couldn't help but check.

A gentle peek into the square brought together about ten lightly dressed men in the middle of the square.

Fire comes out of the houses lined up, and from one of them, a man walks.

Grabbing my best friend Arka's hair, dragging her like a thing.

"... oh, no. This guy is not a brave little girl. Looks like he's old enough."

I guess that's what it is to be neat without resistant resistance.

I'm sure he's dead.

"Load it up there, 'cause I'll burn it together later"

"Hey, copy that."

By one of its best balls, my best friend was stacked on top of something unwrought.

... No, it's not 'something'.

Those are the villagers.

Grandpa Kenny, Aunt Linda, and lots of other people I know.

Everyone's eyes are open and stacked unconstructively.

Guys, they're killing us.

"Ugh..."

Force what comes up from your esophagus back into your stomach.

If I make a noise now, I'll join that mountain.

"Is that house after that? Hey, isn't Denil coming back yet"

"I'll see how it goes, General Caron."

General?

Did you just say General?

I don't know. He's a great soldier, isn't he?

They say it moves on the king's orders.

(No way, no way...!

No way, this raid is an order of the king!?

Even so, why!

Kill me, kill all the villages in my country, what do you get!?

I didn't get that time, even if I wanted to think about it a lot.

One man is coming to my house.

You can't go through the doorway wrapped in fire, so go behind your back.

I can find it like this.

Half panicked, I hid in the shadow of a large tree on my eyes.

The, the, the.

The sound of shoes approaching.

Kill your breath and hope you don't find it.

The sound of my heart bugs me and I have a slight hearing loss.

One of the men under orders comes running and peeks inside through the open window in my room.

He's the one who was dragging Arca.

I'm sure Arka was killed by him.

"Shit, General! Denil is dead!

"Hey, what no!?... So, what about the brave?

"No, the window is open. Apparently, he escaped."

"... I see, did you escape into the mountains? Shit, I'm sorry to see you get paid back for being just a little girl."

I can hear General Kallon and I seem to be in a bad mood.

To be honest, I want to get out now and kill everyone butch.

I don't have that power, but as long as I have the power...

"We're not in orders until we hunt mountains, damn it... For the most part, why am I imitating every burglar... Hey, was it Galale, you. Now in this place, my next highest rank is"

"is the captain of Galale Platoon"

A man who was coming to see his back ran back to the square.

Just a little tension relief, exhaling gently.

Well, that was between bundles, too.

"I'll keep four of my men. It's a mountain hunt, find the brave little girl. I'm going home."

"Or do you want to go home? Let us disobey the king's command."

"If you kill my little girl, you're not breaking orders. Or are you incompetent enough to lead four people to kill one amateur little girl?"

"No...... Just say it."

What I hear is a step toward killing me.

From now on, a platoon leader and four men, five men with weapons, called Galale, are coming to kill me.

On my spine, a chill ran different from the winter cold.

"Damn, it's trouble for the king, too. He said he has some business he'll never be able to take off today, but he's doing this job... Hey, the body is the source of the plague. Don't forget to burn it!

Galale took the four men and came back to the back of the house.

Smoke rises from the square, and the unpleasant smell of meat drifts.

I heard a horse screaming and a cuppo cuppo with a hoof.

Apparently, Karon really went home after burning everyone's body.

The Galales give in to the ground and begin to examine carefully in the light of the lantern.

"... okay, look for footprints first. They're amateurs, there's got to be traces-- hey, I just found them."

They just found footprints, they're coming this way.

No more, I should have just run away.

But I'm not turning my head like that, I'm scared.

What a brave man.

I'm just a village girl.

Fear reached its limit and my feet ran out on their own.

"... Huh! There he is, he's still close! Chase!"

No more, why am I looking at this?

Just tear up the snowy bushes and run away without a scratch.

Step on the snow that has fallen, even, just keep running away with one heart that doesn't want to die.

"Ha, ha...!

Turn around and five men with swords are coming after you.

What's wrong with me?

Did you do something that would kill you?

All of a sudden, they killed my best friend and they were after my life like this.

In too unreasonable a situation, all I can do is run away.

I wonder how long I kept running.

Enough?

Fifteen minutes?

Wonders and my strength continue.

Speaking of which, the sword doesn't feel very heavy either.

(Speaking of which... A brave man, a demon or a man, and you take the demon's life, does it increase your physical abilities? by the strength of the opponent)

I don't feel much stronger, but killing the guy just now just seems like he's gaining a little strength.

But somewhat up.

If you don't, you're going to run out of health.

(Somehow, we have to do something about the chaser, we have to kill him...! But how...)

My weapon is a sword and a fucking ability to boil more water.

If you get burned with that hot water, you might get burned, but you're not going to die.

No water in the first place.

(... Mm, water?

No, I do.

There is, then, plenty of water, under my feet.

Look around to take advantage of this.

(Over there, beneath the slope is snagging! Over there, I can do it!

Beneath the snow-capped slopes, it's just a shade of land.

Over there, you should be able to get a grip on the chaser.

Go through the snares and climb up the slopes.

If I slip, I get caught and it's the end of a roll.

Carefully, aim for the rock that protruded out of the snow.

Turning around, one of the leading members of the four (...) had just successfully stepped into the ground.

(It's still early, a little more...)

I'll go in with two or three, but it's still early.

of a solidified quartet, the moment the last one entered.

"Now!

Knock your hands on the snow beneath your feet and remember.

Heat travels from arms, snow —— to frozen water, and it thaws rapidly.

The surrounding area of snow is heated, loose, and begins to collapse.

Yes, an avalanche.

"Uhhhhh!

"What, the snow collapsed...!

"Getting swallowed uhhhh!?

A massive amount of snow fell on the slopes, hitting four people on the slopes.

I jump on a rock so I don't get involved.

The men screamed and were swallowed by the snow.

Yay, look at that.

They're buried in the snow with only their hands, feet and necks out.

"Well, you can't move. Snow is heavy."

Run down the stripped slopes of snow to the four men who are crouching.

Stand in front of the guy with only his neck out and stare down.

"Hey, painful? Can't breathe?

"Ha, help me..., we can't help being ordered...!

You know what?

I think maybe the most ruthless voice I've ever lived.

On the face of a man with only his neck out, I shoved my sword relentlessly.