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

Ruth lost his word in the sudden pronouncement of death, but he shakes his head and stops thinking flowing to his worst imagination. It is natural for people to die.

"... No, people will all die one day, won't they?

As Ruth told him with a half laugh, Natasha scratched up her hair with a sigh of cold expression.

"…… not so, in the near future. Well, maybe not for a year. You die. No, they'll kill me."

"Within a year, they'll kill you? Me?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Ruth's temperature dropped once and for all to Natasha, who turned off a gentle grin and got a serious look.

My throat becomes crunchy and I have difficulty breathing like I've been strangled. I feel cold sweat pouring down my forehead.

Natasha stood up from the chair, pointing straight at Ruth's heart and telling him.

"To be more precise, within a year, you will have your heart removed from others"

"Can I get my heart out?

"Yes, I saw that vision. Where your little hand pierces your body and pulls out your heart. Once you've checked your status, the structure of your body is normal, and you won't be able to live with it. That's why I told him I was going to die."

……

"Again, you will be torn out of your body within a year... and you will die."

Die within a year.

Ruth doesn't know how to react after being told an unexpected word. I couldn't even tell if I could believe Natasha's words in the first place.

Natasha looked sideways at Ruth, unable to react well, tilting her neck as she combed her hair with her fingertips.

"I thought you were going to panic more, but you're calming down, Ruth?

"... it's just not working and I can't react. I've never been able to pronounce death..."

I've been dying many times now, and I've been prepared to die. I've been told I was after my life. But being pronounced dead by someone else is not a boulder, and I don't know how to take it. I even think about the extras, and my head is getting messy and freezing.

As Ruth was solidifying, I heard an exaggerated sigh. Turning her gaze to Natasha, she looked dissatisfied.

"Hmm. I knew it was funny, you. Ha, I don't like it. I thought a fun kid showed up talking around the corner, but I can't believe he died that fast."

"By the way...... is that fortune absolute?

"Do you doubt it? Well, let me tell you, future forecasts hit a hundred percent. …… just dodging…… Is there anything you can't do?

"Can you do it!?

Ruth accidentally devours the words of hope. I don't know what it means to be able to dodge it at 100 percent, but I was going to do some things if I could escape death.

"My fortune is only a" consequence of what happens when you keep going as fated. "So all you have to do is act like you avoid anticipation. Fortunately, we know the exact cause of death this time. I think we can."

Natasha's fortune tells us that he doesn't know the exact cause and often only sees the results. She can say that the reason is that even in the case of a future that she doesn't want, the cause is unknown and most of it cannot be avoided, so she falls into the consequences of trying to divine. It seems rare to know the cause, like Ruth.

"Yes! That's right. You know someone else will kill you, so you just have to go where people are!

"Eh, I can't do that if I don't go where people are"

"It's not easy. All you have to do is be mine."

"- What?"

"What a good idea," Natasha said standing up to sing, moving her arms like the conductor of the performance. Then, the surroundings changed from a normal dining room to a room like a unified study in red.

Even the chair he was sitting in disappeared at the same time, and Ruth, smudged on the spot, looked up without knowing what was going on. Soon the round table and tea set had disappeared.

Natasha hasn't noticed Ruth's surprise, or she comes to the side in a good mood.

"Well, good to see you, Ruth."

"Hey, do you mind?

"Can you make some tea? You good at cooking? How's your cleaning going? I don't like manners because I grew up in a village. I'll teach you that."

"Hey, Natasha, I don't understand what you're saying? What are you talking about?

I waited unexpectedly for Natasha to try to move on to Mypace, but she just looked strange and tilted her neck.

"What, I want to hear about your ability as a servant?"

"A servant?"

When Natasha crouched in, she took Ruth's hand, which was floating Hatena.

"Yes, you don't have to leave this world if you're my servant, and you don't relate to others. So you're not gonna die on fortune teller, are you? That solves everything. - So it's nice to meet you, Ruth."

What a masterpiece, Ruth's spine got cold.

(Not 'so'!

Natasha's story is a hell of a story assuming Ruth snorts. Ruth's will is completely ignored.

Sure, if you don't get out of here, you may not have to see people, but Ruth tells the village that you won't be able to see Alec.

In the first place, there's no point in living trapped in a world like this, and a tired Natasha would be able to kill Ruth. I don't feel like it's any solution.

"Well, I'll do the trick so you can move freely in this world. From now on, we'll both enjoy watching the play, won't we? I wonder when I'll finish next. What kind of people should we let in? Ruth could be your assistant to the play."

Natasha, intoxicated by her thoughts, does not notice Ruth's cramped face and proceeds more and more. The pleasant smile is beautiful, but that's why I felt vicious at the same time.

If you're normal enough to be such a dedicated servant of a beauty, you might be happy, or if you were Ruth before, you might have nodded. But Ruth is unfortunately not at all heartbroken because she wants to go home to Alec. I'd rather see Alec fiercely. I want to get out of here fast.

(What can I make a servant of someone like this do in the first place......!

He is the type who traps people during his own surgery and enjoys watching them. I knew I wasn't the right person for Ruth. Even with the same tyrannical type, Wonok's servants are still absolutely better off.

Ruth shook off his hand, which had been grabbed in a hurry.

"Ara?"

Hurry up and look back at the distance from Natasha, who is surprised. I managed to keep the grin.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I'll do something on my own, so if you can return me to the village..."

"How can you be on your own? You don't have that kind of magic in you. You're a poor human body, you're gonna die in no time, right?

"It's enough that I've taught you the future. That was very helpful. I will do my best to avoid it, so outside…………"

"Uh, no. 'Cause you're already thinking about uniforms? Here."

It was a doll just like Ruth that Natasha took out of nowhere. The doll was wearing weird clothes with a tight button and a tight tie and a rounded umbilical.

"Isn't she cute? I can see the navel in these clothes. But normal pants are boring."

So when Natasha moves her fingers around the foot of the doll, her pants get shorter on their own. When I stopped at a short-length like the one the girl had worn in her previous life, the high socks appeared on her feet on their own.

"Yeah, she's cute. Yeah, but for the record, a mini skirt would be nice. I adore you when you imagine Ruth paying you while you're about to see your pants."

Looking at Natasha stroking her doll's ass like Ruth, she got goosebumps all over her real Ruth's body.

(- Oh, my goodness! This man is dangerous!

I knew he was dangerous from the start, but I didn't know he was dangerous in that direction either.

Ruth found out how horrible sexual harassment was. I desperately apologized for seeing my miniskirt in my previous life and being sorry for my inner niggling.

"Ugh, no. Ruth is cute. It looks like a beginner, and it sounds fun to teach a lot of things. What do you want me to tell you from? Behavior or manipulation?... or?

Natasha licks her lips with Peroli.

(- I can't, I can't, I can't!

Zowari and the chill ran from toe to head, and Ruth fled aggressively.

(You have to run, they'll eat you!

Rather than in a sexual sense, the imagination of being buried and chewed away from his head dominated Ruth's brain. It shouldn't be weird to be glad to be invited by an older beauty, but I can't help but get goosebumps.

If Natasha catches you, you'll probably be hunted and preyed upon. 'Don't be on your side,' instinct said. Even beautiful women look pretty poor.

Ruth, who ran, grabs it again by the door knob on his eye. I move the knob in an attempt to move it somehow, but it still doesn't respond at all.

"Heh heh heh, are you chasing me? Fine, that sort of thing. I was bored, and you like it?

The room grew considerably with Natasha laughing. Is it about the entire mansion? The piazza of Hashi village is about to enter.

The enlarged room has more odd obstacles to the fusion of furniture, blocking Ruth and her vision. The color of the room also became pink and creepy all at once.

"Let's have fun. Where is it, Ruth?

Natasha approaches me with the tips and the sound of heels.

Ruth hurriedly took her hand away from the walls without doors and away from the sound of heels.

(He's totally willing to play with me over there! I'm not kidding! What's the exit!? Isn't there a way out!?

This world was created by Natasha. I guess she has to make the exit. I knew it, but I ran away looking for the exit somewhere. For a well-eared Ruth, it wasn't that hard to get away from her who was willing to play and could afford it.

"Alas, you're unexpectedly fast on the run. It's hard for me to find it alone. Help me out here, will you?

After hearing a one-person play that seemed to be wazzy, I felt some signs of wazziness. Suspiciously, a stuck figurine of a tance and bed that was beside him blew away.

"Nah!"

It was the Shadow Demon that I had encountered many times. The demon had two appearances in front of it. Ruth escapes when he realizes that his opponent is shaking his arm.

"Ah, don't hurt your face, because you're cute. But you can break your leg or something, because I ran away from your husband."

I can hear Natasha like that from a place I can't see. As Ruth fled the demons of the two shadows, the couch that was ahead crushed.

(Are you still there!?

It was the demons of the three shadows that emerged from the end of the couch. If you look closely, all the demons of the shadows that appear are growing horns just like they did when they appeared before.

(That means there are seven or eight!? Wait a minute. I don't know what I'm gonna do alone. Uh-oh!

At the same time, they make a jump attack and rush off the spot to roll away. The multiple wall clocks and statues that were on Ruth's side were scattered.

Good luck with that.

As Ruth fled, sometime in the center of the room, there was Natasha sitting in a chair drinking juice swallowing. Looking at Ruth doesn't look like he's coming after me just laughing. I'm sure he got tired of chasing after himself and decided to watch Ruth and his chase with the Shadow Demon.

(Kuh......! What to do, what to do!? What about me!?

I've defeated Shadow Demons before, but that was done because Ed was there, and Ruth doesn't have the means to fight them in the first place. The opponent's health is inexhaustible given that this is Natasha's world. By contrast, Ruth is starting to feel tired. It was overwhelmingly unfavorable.

(Without weapons, at least with weapons -!)

It was time to look around to see if there was anything that could be a weapon.

"That one. Did you forget the weapon you lent me?

A familiar voice echoed from nowhere from the ceiling. The ceiling is in a strange state where darkness is spreading but the surroundings are bright, but it doesn't look like someone is there.

"Yes, who is it!? Wow!"

Ruth hurriedly escapes the spot after breaking the scaffold of the chair stacked in the staircase he was rushing up. When caught in a bunch of curtains fished down like a blanco, he stepped down to the high ground where he was able to stack the pot on the other side of the pendulum guideline.

"Look, go after him faster - he's getting away with a normal boy opponent. Ruth already looks like an animal. Best, hehe."

Natasha was watching this one with tense, binocular-like things and it didn't look particularly unusual.

(You didn't hear your voice right now?

It should have been pretty loud, but when you look at Natasha and the Shadow Demon, you don't even seem to be hearing it.

'Are you completely forgetting? Remember, I lent you a corner.' Cause I can't use it until I remember that. '

I heard voices again. It's as loud as they tell you in your ear, but as usual, it doesn't look like you're hearing anything but Ruth.

(You mean a weapon!? I don't have a weapon!

Eight or one. Ruth tried to respond to the voice he had heard in his heart. It seems weird to me, but I can only rely on a weird voice in such a critical situation.

"Oops I noticed this one!? Yeah, that's a good idea. Whoa, yeah, yeah, more weapons than that. I lent it to you on your way, didn't I?

(Going............?

Ruth thought of it as something he borrowed - remembering a weapon that was releasing a special atmosphere he borrowed from Remius.

(I dropped that while I was looking for Ed and lost it)

Yes, Ruth was already unarmed when he was reunited with Ed. And I haven't seen it once. When entering the mansion, a physical examination was carried out every time with something like a metal detector. There can't be.

"What are you talking about, Ruth? I didn't lose you. You've had it all along, haven't you? I just don't see it because I forgot. '

(Huh?)

'Look closely, at the waist. There is, right? Believe it or not. Cold as ice, a knife that breaks magic -'

When Ruth looked at her waist, there was a knife there that she should have lost shining.