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

Thanks to the rising sun, the indoors of the dim things were bright there because of the snowstorm, and the man who remained down found himself a herald, even from his outfit and hair. Ruth narrowed his eyes to the wind dancing indoors, but gave Clark the lamp, which had disappeared in the wind, and rushed over to the herald, which did not move at all.

"Mr. Herald!? Mr. Herald!"

Speaking up to Herald, there was no reply. There is no response at all. Ruth hurried and turned her body upside down, moving her hand to take the pulse of her neck and wrist.

"Ru, Ruth, what are you doing"

"I'm trying to get my pulse."

"... mink?

"Hey, shut up, brother"

Ruth tried to feel the blood move at her fingertips as the snow and wind danced. Ruth doesn't know anything about medicine, but I still know that people can't live without blood circulating. That would be irrelevant in previous or present lives. But...

(not found………)

No matter how much I looked, I didn't feel anything at my fingertips. And Herald's face, lying on his back, distorted as if he had hit something, and from his eyes he could see that the light was gone at all. My body, frosted and frozen, did not think there was a lamp of life. Ruth's hand stopped naturally trying to move to a heart massage.

"Nii-san……"

……

"Brother!"

"What... what is it?

"Fathers, call me."

"Eh?"

"Mr. Herald, I can't leave you like this. I have to teach my fathers first."

"Oh, oh......... right. Ruth, is that person………?

"……… not breathing"

"... eh"

A spitting clark ran down the hallway.

(Why, Herald………)

Relying on the dim outside light, Ruth's eyes, looking around, saw what Herald was gripping.

(My knife?

What Herald had was that knife that Ruth got from Maxim. It's basically something I don't carry around the house and leave in my room. But it's dangerous, so it's basically hidden in the drawer storage area.

Ruth hastily searched for the stash, but the drawers were all vandalized, as he had searched the house, and he didn't leave a knife there. No matter what you think of the rough weather, it was something that someone could tell was intentionally moving.

Ruth, who had a bad feeling, gently took the knife out of Herald's hand before everyone came.

"Oh, that?

I thought it was stiff and stiff after death, but the knife came off my hand easier than I thought. But I've never touched a human corpse, so I try not to think too much about it, even though I know something extra in the memory of a previous life. Anyway, what we have now should only be to the extent of our knowledge of drama.

The knife rested on his hips in a longitudinal direction so that he could hide with his body as much as possible so as not to stand out. If you wrap a coat around it, you won't see it.

(Herald is here...... hmm?

When she saw the broken window, Ruth noticed that it was broken slightly strangely. As I narrowed my eyes to the snow coming in, I crossed the herald and approached the window, I knew what was wrong.

(…… yen?

It caught my eye that the broken part was not in the shape of a window, but scraped like a slight circle. If a normal window broke and a snowstorm came in, the broken part should be in the same square as the window shape.

(…… yen……)

Ruth looked at its beautiful sharpening mouth as she narrowed her eyes to the breeze and snow that blows.

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Rossa and Celine, whom Clark had taken, came to the room, and the surroundings were at once generous. Rossa was used to being an adventurer or somewhat upset, but she immediately checked and snapped her neck. Apparently they share Ruth's view.

After briefly blocking the broken front window once after that, Celine brought Julia, the other side of the herald. But at the same time, the other guests seemed to notice the noise and came down, eventually telling everyone in the inn what had happened on the spot.

Julia cried down at the condition of the herald, and although Bikora was somewhat upset, she still didn't say anything, and Wonok stared at the herald with a cloth smashed with a look she didn't know what she was thinking, and Seju looked at the broken window with the light of the lamp as a giddy.

"…… It must have been an accident."

"Do customers think so too?"

Rossa replies to Seju's voice, who had confirmed the situation in the same way.

"This room is at the far end of the building, and on the other side of the small street, he said, there are a few houses that people don't live in. Then I was wondering if there was a good chance that the building collapsed with a snowstorm and some of it hit the softest window, blowing up both him and the others that were inside -. I don't know what he was doing in your room, Ruth..."

"…… That's right."

Rossa returns a heavy reply. The complexion didn't look very good.

As Ruth watched at the edge of the room, Clark stopped by to clean up the repair tools.

"Ruth, are you okay?

"Brother, what?

"What... you rarely see a human corpse even when you watch animal carcasses, do you? Are you feeling sick or something?

Ruth thought she was calmer than she thought when Clark asked her pale face and said she had seen people's bodies for the first time. Even though it's not weird to be upset like Clark if it's true, I also feel terribly calm about what I did when I discovered it.

By the way, Clark said he had seen it about twice along the street during his trip to Wang Du, but he couldn't get close to either and just told Wang Du's guard to finish it.

"You make me look like my brother sometimes."

"... you say your brother and blood aren't connected or something?

"No, your face is like your mother's, but that calm is definitely your father's son."

That said, Ruth was a little relieved. Because for Ruth, being the son of Rossa and Celine and Clark's brother is proof that he is born in this world.

I remember the previous life, but I want it to be a biography of a distant past, or someone only Ruth knows. I understand, of course, that it has been affected to some extent, and I am referring to it so as not to repeat the failure. I don't deny that I have a memory of fifty years of experience in me. But I try not to think that I have the same personality as I have in my previous life. Otherwise...

(I don't know who I am or what I am...)

Am I a person on the extension of my previous life, or is it okay with the newly born Blau family child - I remember my previous life when I was five years old and worried about something called myself was just a little traumatized in Ruth.

"…… S. Hey, Ruth!

"Wow, Dad? What's wrong?

Rossa stood in front of her if she noticed and looked down at Ruth with a worried face. At some point, the innkeepers had almost disappeared from the room, and the only thing left was Wonok still looking at the herald in cloth. Julia seems to be very upset, and Celine took her to the living room of her large mother's house.

"What's the matter with this line? Could it have made you sick or something? You can rest first if you're tough, and then you can leave it to your father and Clark."

So gently Rosa gave me Ruth's head. I was kind of very relieved to be stroked by a big, reliable hand.

(Father, you're big...)

I thought it was calm, but maybe I was actually pretty upset just not realizing it. Or maybe he was relieved to recognize Rossa's son because he thought a lot about his previous life.

Ruth took a big, deep breath and decided to talk to Rosa about something she was having trouble with.

"Dad, it's Herald, but you were in my room, weren't you?

"Oh, you were in Clark's room because you were cold."

When Ruth glanced at Clark, who was lying on his side, he had his thumb up so that Rossa could not see him. Apparently, that's what you decided to do. Exactly. You didn't think we should talk about the white oculus at this point.

"So. I took it by accident, Mr. Herald, and I had it in my hand."

That said, Ruth showed the knife he was lowering to his waist. Once that happens, Rossa's face changes slightly.

"That was your knife that the Knights Commander gave you..."

"Yeah. It was supposed to be hidden in the knife pocket in the drawer, but somehow Mr. Herald got it..."

"Ruth, isn't it made of Mithril……?

"What... Mithrill?

"Huh!?

Clark suddenly reacted to Ruth's knife. When he told me to lend it to him, I checked the tip of the blade while changing the angle, and looked at him.

"I knew this was made of Mithril."

"… Are you serious? Herald guy..."

"Seriously, it's not. You were an adventurer, and your father didn't notice?

"No, I specialize in hammers, blade systems just ask for familiarity..."

"Totally.... when this is made of misrills, the meaning Mr. Herald had will be different"

"..................... Right. He was a very good appraiser."

"What do you mean?

When Ruth, who didn't understand the conversation between the two of them, asked, bewildered, Clark looked at the troubled child.

"Ruth, you can't get something from someone else from a small place, your brother said so many times, right?

"Ugh... yes..."

Ruth may be a better spiritual age combined in his previous life, but after nearly twenty years of doing Clark's brother, he becomes the absolute being of a brother, no matter how many he is. Whether the mind is drawn to the growth of the body, whether the relationship determines the power relationship, or maybe for some other reason, it doesn't matter what previous life was anyway. Clark is capable of scolding Ruth.

"Mithrills are hugely expensive. Even the Wang capital can only possess weapons made of Mithril."

"Huh... Really?

"It is, isn't it?... well, you don't have to know. Anyway, Ruth, this is pretty valuable, so always wear it or keep it in a more decent place."

"Yes...... by the way, how expensive is it?

"Not as good as that gem though...... I can probably buy one in this inn"

"Yeah!?

Ruth got just a little scared to have a knife. Maxim thanked me, but I don't care what I think. I don't think this would be the same as that gorgeous knife I said no to. Maxim was familiar, but still doesn't seem to change that his essence is aristocracy.

(But the fact that Herald had it... if he knew it was worth it, stealing it...)

Sneaking up on Rossa beside him, his face was as dangerous as it was when he confronted the demon. Apparently Ruth's predictions are not wrong.

It's called a room that was vandalized, I'm sure Herald must have taken it out to steal a knife. And while I was working on the theft, there was a hole in the window, and I guess I fainted from that impact or died at that point, and found it in such a frozen state.

"Ha... both of you, let's not talk about this for a while now. I don't want to make a fuss because I have to ask Julia what happened."

Ruth and Clark nodded quietly to Rossa with a heavy expression.

Ruth also feels painful in her stomach when she thinks of Rossa's mood. I couldn't imagine a human being who used to be one of us dying to steal his son's things, in Rossa's mood in the worst of circumstances, or to the extent of Ruth's experience.