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

"I guess it's because those two got hung up on the trap I set up to kill you"

The emotions that I've been indulging in when I heard these words were nasty and angry.

Of course, there was a question as to why I had been targeted, but more than that, the nasty that the trap set on me had caused the two of them to become dying won. Of course it doesn't mean 'If you're dying for yourself, it's good'. If Wonock was right, those two were dying because of Ruth, instead of Ruth, if you change your mind. Even though I didn't know that, I also get angry at myself for thinking that I could 'go to church' with swallowing.

"Ruth, don't get angry with me."

"……… It's OK."

Contains young emotions that are likely to be shed in anger with an experience that is sealed in you. The emotion-wielding behavior never showed good results. I regret it later, mostly because I didn't think enough and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Ruth touches the bracelet he keeps from Alec and tells him to calm down. The coolness of the bracelet kept me from feeling high.

"Those two may have been trapped by you. But it's not your fault. The bad news is the guy who set the trap."

"... I know. Thank you for following us."

Wonok's words were very calm. Apart from the issue of right and wrong, I was grateful to have someone say 'it's not your fault'. Without these words, it's hard to organize emotions within yourself alone.

Wonok raised his eyebrows about whether he had read such a change in Ruth's inner surface.

"You are…… still calmer than you look"

"……………… I don't think so, do you?

"If I were your age, I would reveal more anger and fear for what I was being targeted for. Besides, you won't thank me for what I said, if you're bad, you'll learn to rebel."

"................................. I don't think so, do you?

It's important, so I told you twice. Ruth doesn't know everyone her age in the world either, so I'm sure some of them are very calm.

(Well...... if Alec is here on this occasion, he definitely runs off with a sword, yes...)

Weird and low boiling point best friends can't keep their eyes open because they do extraordinary things once in a while. Besides, it matters because of its high ability, so Ruth always becomes a suppressor.

But the usual loose atmosphere of Wonok saying that to Ruth was not dusty, and it seemed that he was accustomed to these situations. I watched it a little sweet with the aristocratic boy and the like, but it felt like he was as old as he looked - no, he felt like he had more experience than that. I thought he was in his mid or late twenties, but maybe a little bit more upstairs. You can ask me next time.

(... Whatever the reason, if I'm being targeted, it's one thing to do)

Ruth got up and approached the door of the warehouse room as she let the oculus away from herself.

"Ruth, where are you going?

"You tell everyone. The fact that there is someone in the house who is doing the killing and that the person is targeting me………………………………"

Ruth has neither a sharp observational eye nor deductive powers. However, considering the people in the inn, the method of erasure can identify approximate people.

(First of all, we don't have any family...)

We talked normally within the family for three days, but they always looked the same. Though the job of the inn is defined, it is ad hoc and responsive, and we all know who is doing what. No family was acting suspiciously. Because of this, there is no way that someone can imitate a common classic, such as being disguised.

Then you become the person staying at the inn. Herald, Nicola is excluded from being suitable for the damage, the rest will be Wonok, Seju and Julia. Ruth feels that Wonock is not the killer from what he's been through, so then there are two of us left.

(Those two can also see how they react when they talk, listen to them, and seize them)

If you were a big man of your body, like Rossa, it would be hard to hold you back, but Seju and Julia are one luxurious type or another. I was confident that I could do something about it until the blizzard dawned if I seized it with a family outing.

But Wonok, who was standing up at some point, grabbed his arm and stopped Ruth, who was still trying to rush.

"Wait, Ruth."

"Why?

"... look, you know, living in a small village, there's only a handful of other races of abilities, etc. Humans can basically only use common sorcery, but subhumans, demons, and other people have other abilities. Do you have a good idea?

"What do you mean?

"Did you say the first man, Herald, or did you know that he could still live in a state of provisional death?

"……… I didn't know."

Ruth guessed what Wonock wanted to say. Hashi village is basically a human society, so he has no in-depth knowledge of such abilities. Because all this is useless, such as knowledge from previous life.

"Can you affirm that people you suspect do not possess such special abilities that this one would never have anticipated?

"I can't......"

The owner of an unexpected ability - Ruth had completely lost sight of the possibility. The "demon roar" that Bal had attacked the village in that fall is unlikely to be common sense, and if they did that in this inn, it would be easy to kill Ruth. I mean, that's the thing.

"But not like this. Unless I'm killed, it won't be over. Of course I'm not going to be killed in silence."

"I know. But if you start searching for the killer, and they're all like," Whatever "- oh, my God, they could all be sacrificed.... Another reason why I didn't take you in front of everyone is because of their abilities"

"Huh..."

It was the same from Wonok's words that he was told that nothing could be done, that is, as things stand. I can't tell anyone that there are people trying to kill me or that Ruth is being targeted.

(... before it takes...!

Ruth thinks of only one possible way to evacuate the unrelated safely. Normally you wouldn't think it was possible. But given the location of the inn and the wind direction Wonok taught me, it shouldn't be impossible. Of course, we need to do some digging.

Ruth walked to the back of the warehouse room, in a window that rarely opened, avoiding his luggage as he was when Wonock let go of his arm, which had been grabbed by him. Then hang your hand on the handle of the window that is being punched from the outside. Unlike a normal room, the window in the warehouse room is not open to the left or right, but is the type that lifts diagonally up from the bottom, making it easy to hit with a nail.

"... Ruth, what are you doing"

"Open the window...! Oh, and!

Pushing the window outward many times while trying to hit the body, it eventually sounded like something had broken and the window moved. Keep pushing the window up so that it pushes forward with force.

(Huh... cold...!

Cold winds entered the room from the gap between the open windows, snatching Ruth's temperature, while, thanks to the daytime, the blizzard also saw a bright, glowing outside. Vision is bright white and close to zero, but thanks to the wind direction it doesn't seem to be visible earlier in the palm.

"Ruth, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Wonok said that even if you open the window because of the wind direction, there will be no strong wind coming in directly from the front. Then I think we can evacuate from this window to the house across the street."

Ruth answered Wonock, speaking from behind, as he raised his foot to the frame, trying to get out through the window.

In Ruth's opinion, it should be possible to walk outside and evacuate to the abandoned house on the other side if this trail is not three metres wide along the mother house. The wind direction is not strong because it is just in the shape that the inn is accepting, and there are no people in the abandoned house in the front so it doesn't bother me. It may be difficult to stay that way, but if we carry supplies from here and repair them, we should be able to figure it out in a few days.

(If you induce one person at a time, and you move around, they won't know. That way, we can only ensure the safety of all unrelated people)

To do this, we need to make it clear that one of the two is the person in question, but one by one, we can make sure it's safe, so the worst shouldn't happen to 'the killer starts a burn, all the people in the inn'. Ultimately, Ruth and his opponents would be one-on-one, but then they were going to fight him with dignity.

Wonock approached me a little faster as Ruth tried to get himself out while explaining that. But I can't seem to walk well because my luggage is holding me back.

"Ruth, wait, don't go out there."

"It's okay. I'm just checking it out. Maybe this road width shouldn't even get lost because it's a snowstorm. I'll be back if I can."

"No. It's not, don't leave anyway. Get back here!

"The snow accumulates shallow every year along the trail, so it doesn't bury. Don't worry, all the time."

"Ruth! There's no ground there! Don't go down!"

"Huh?"

The moment Ruth embarked on herself and tried to put her foot on the snow ground, that foot somehow cut off the sky. Window heights are only as high as hips, so it shouldn't mean Ruth's legs won't get to him considering there's snow. But his legs are thrown out the window with his body as they are without touching the ground.

She twisted herself slightly and tried to grab the window frame, but she was too inclined to reach it.

(What, this -)

There was no snow around the inn. On the contrary, the first leg I put down still doesn't get to the ground, even if it goes straight over the foundation of the house. It's the end of the wind coming from my feet for some reason. Even though the area was bright white because of it, the kind of fear that had dropped itself in the bottomless well ran up in an instant.