The Traveling Hero Won’t Let the Innkeeper’s Son Escape

The prince of the subhuman kingdom has a backhouse or something...... should be one

Thin pigmented hair brightens with light and eyes sparkle. When the appearance of herself in those eyes seemed strange and gave her a slight bitter laugh, she tilted her neck.

"Mr. XXX, what's wrong?

He asked me worryingly and shook my head when it was nothing. I do not intend to water you at this calm hour.

- But her eyes suddenly cloud.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Zero grains of light from her jewel-like eyes, she asks in haste what is going on, but she does not return the answer to get the guidelines. He just apologizes, and when he tries to get close, he runs away. I could tell that he was upset by the way the tone was different from usual, but the cause was unknown.

"I can't stand it anymore... I can't do this... it's too bad... it sucks..."

Tearful, she ran away shaking her hand trying to calm her down.

He goes through the park and tries to make his way to the boulevard, but the minute he gets out on the road, the truck comes around the corner.

Heavy cration of large trucks. face that solidifies in her surprise fear.

- When I realized, I was embracing her to shelter her with my own body.

Along with dull sounds, a severe impact that strikes the body. Pain like getting your spine crushed. A body that is flown into space, falls, and bounces on the ground. But only the man in his arms desperately put his strength into his body.

Eventually my body rolled to the ground and stopped. Pain and fever make me unable to put my strength into my arms.

I hear she's safe. She moves out of her arms and gets up. At the same time, the surroundings, which were quiet as if time had stopped, were engulfed with screams.

"... ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!

She screams just as much as she does around her when she's been stunned for a while.

"It's a lie, it's a lie, no, wait! Oh, no! XX! XX! XX!

With a large grain of tears, she desperately calls out her name, but she can't even move her mouth instead of one finger to reply. I didn't want you to look like that, but I thought it was a shame.

"... because of him... xxx! Don't die, die... Give it to me! Thank you... but there's... there's... there's not!" You're lying. "

A body without liberty. Blurred consciousness, distant sound. I finally realized I was dying.

Gradually, his vision narrows and he is anointed with darkness.

(Glad you're okay)

I told her so desperately in tears in front of me, but I don't know if she could have made it sound.

Please be happy - I lost consciousness in the dark.

I felt the light beyond my eyelids and my consciousness awakened when I was slightly asleep. The heavy thought gradually became clear and my eyelids opened.

"…… Hmm?

I rubbed my eyes and looked around and a wall or window entered my eyes at a new desk in my memory. When I wake my body up and feel the crisp air all over my body, my head finally snaps.

I was relieved to understand that where I am now is Ruth's usual room.

"Ah… again, that dream…………"

Move your body moderately with a deep sigh. I felt weak on my shoulder, so I wondered how nervous he was.

(Don't look closely lately, a dream from a previous life......)

The flying footage, like watching an earlier movie, seemed like Ruth was on the verge of dying when he was a bear man in his previous life. Of course, I can't say for sure because it's footage in my dreams, but because I didn't think it belonged in this world when I remembered the buildings and clothes around me.

And more importantly, the scene where you die. That was very similar to the memory I remembered when I turned five.

(Well, somehow lately, the front and back parts that I didn't recall before are a little bit in my dreams)

The reason for my death was shorter before, and I could only recall the fact that a woman was just about to be jumped out onto the road. But about the past few weeks, the memories of it have become clearer and I have also remembered the events that preceded and preceded it. I thought it was like drilling a hole in the memory I had locked in and widening the entrance slightly. Normally it's supposed to be something I forget gradually, such as past memories, but I was wondering myself what it meant to remember more.

When I pointed my face towards the window, I noticed that the outside was a little brighter than I could see from the gap in the wooden plate. Looks like the sun is already up. Ruth changed into her usual clothes when she got out of bed and opened the window.

"Wow... that's piling up. Looks like we'll be here tomorrow or something."

Outside the window was a snowy view. Ten centimeters had already accumulated from the ground and there was snow on the roof of the houses. The village covered in bright white snow has a different atmosphere than usual and is a little fantastic. Fortunately, though, the weather seems nice today, and it's not snowing now.

(More than two months since Alec left……)

Fance, which is autumn, was over, and winter was upon us with the name of God, Citstiadis. The mountains, colored by the red leaves and showing various fruits, have also now shed their leaves and emitted quiet and cold air. The animals were also slowly disappearing. They will all sleep quietly until the next season arrives.

Ruth remembered the “girlfriend” she had just dreamed of, looking at a unified view in white.

(............... that one was beautiful...... I'll do it. I was in my last life)

In my dreams I was somewhere blurry and I don't even remember the details of her appearance. My thoughts are blurry, too. I remember her being so beautiful that she didn't see anything else. I was glad to think that the bears themselves, who had no ties to the woman, had only been rewarded a little at the end of the day.

(That guy, I hope he's happy somewhere...)

A woman I've known in my last life that I'll never see again. Ruth hoped that she was happy, without worrying about her dead self.

"Ruth, can you go scratch the snow?"

"Yes!"

When she heard Mother Celine, Ruth closed the window and headed towards the warehouse behind her to snow the front door of the store.