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

Ruth asked the residents of the neighbor's house around to talk about her dreams.

(Hmm. Looks like we're all having weird dreams after all...)

Few people, like Daniels and the others, even talked about the content of their dreams, but the look on their faces when they asked, showed that they didn't have very good dreams.

Chester, the husband of a bakery living next door who told me the details, said he even had a nightmare about SF meshing: 'There was a hole in the sky, a plate appeared, an organism that had never seen him come down from it, and he dreamed of being attacked'.

(I don't think Mr. Chester in this world has that kind of SF imagination...)

The unpleasant feeling that Ruth and the others felt still doesn't seem wrong. If the village chief gets rid of that religious group, we should talk about this soon, though.

"Ah, that's right. Shall I ask Mr. Wonock, too?

A difficult opponent, but a more trustworthy wonok than the Spirit when it comes to his knowledge of magic. He would solve the magic mystery that now afflicts Hashi village.

Ruth hurried to the next house.

However, Wonok was absent only when he thought so and visited. As I was taught before, although the front door could be opened, there was no one in the room and there was no reply even if I spoke again in the hallway ahead.

(I wonder if they are dedicated to treating Adi......)

I thought it would be bad for the landlord to move around on his own even though he was not present, though how much he was given the right to unlock it, but I also tried to go behind the hallway just in case. But there were five doors at the end of the corridor, and all the doors could be opened, but the long corridor followed again.

(This, when you get in, don't ever get lost...)

I'm talking about Wonock, and it's impossible that he's building a labyrinth in the house to repel intruders.

When you get lost in that, ordinary people get out and this is gone, and life is a classic pack. If I suck, I could be nourished by the mansion. I don't know if they even do that sorcery, but Wonok could do it.

Ruth had to pull back a lot.

"Ruth, can you help me on behalf of your father?

"Okay."

Back at the inn, my mother Celine seemed busy as lunch was nearing.

I don't basically leave lunch at the inn, but if you pay for it, I'm going to let it out. Travelers and villagers who have not stayed at the inn may also receive the same price to make lunch.

I'm not doing it on my own, but it's a little general dining room during the day. Celine's reputation for her culinary skills in the village was also due to the presence of such guests.

(But it's usually about two people per person……)

Ruth sees guests sitting in the dining room, serving vegetables as Celine tells her.

I'm always idle at noon and I don't have many guests, but I had a little more people today. Villagers are particularly common.

Instead, I listened to him, and he's not energetic enough to make lunch in his own house and he's here to eat. This could also be the effect of that nightmare.

"Ruth - this way too!

"Ah, Yes!

Somewhat after a busy lunch hour, the sun was leaning a little when I noticed that I was helping Rossa clean up the room instead of going to the village chief's house.

"Hmm, break......"

We still have a little time until dinner at the inn.

Ruth, who was lightly drowsy, enters the room trying to get some sleep. My mother Celine also rarely slept in her living room because of lack of sleep. You won't even be asked to run errands on this.

The red sun shot in and walked indoors with a clear light and dark, lowering his hips on the bed.

(Ha... my head boggles... am I really not in surgery either?

"Ruth is protected by a golden light," Tiana said, "but as soon as she distracts herself, her head snaps and drowsiness strikes her. It could be just a lack of sleep, but it's going to get in the way of work as it is.

"Well, but I left that doll with the priest, and now I'm worried."

- I'm not sure why Ruth herself was thinking, "Don't worry, I left it with the priest." If you think about it, that doll is strong enough to open a sturdy box and fish the food bin, so there should be nothing to feel safe about where you left it with someone else.

Ruth, however, wanted to escape the spiritual strain of successive unpleasant dreams, lack of sleep, and moving dolls, and became a little optimistic.

"-!?

The moment I lay down, I snapped into the ceiling, until I discovered the flor doll.

"Uh-huh!?

From the tip of my head, my body temperature retreats. The moment I tried to scream, the Flor doll that was on the ceiling fell to Ruth's mouth. As it was, a skirt with plenty of lace broke into my mouth with each leg.

(hey, hey!?

A damp cloth enters your mouth and you lose your voice. I also felt that I could not breathe.

Even as he panics about the sudden events, Ruth rushes to grab the body by hand in order to kick out the Flor doll that came into his mouth. But the hand was played with the hand the doll lay on.

(Huh!? What is this, what!?

Obstructed by an invisible force, Ruth's hand doesn't even reach the doll. I get bounced at about a minute's distance from the flor doll by the palm.

He got up in a hurry, and now shook his head from body to body, trying to kick the flor doll out of his mouth. Is that some kind of force working, too, not popping up?

"Oh... be..."

I heard the doll talking about it being a curse word, but I can't hear Ruth because she's panicking.

Gradually, my breathlessness becomes full-blown.

(Yuck, yuck, yabba...... ugh)

He shook his head trying to escape his breathlessness, but now he's teasing because of it. Speaking of which, I've heard that shaking your head too far back and forth in your previous life is not good for your brain.

You shook your head too much. Ruth remembered to faint and fell sideways to the bed.

Still, the flor doll doesn't fall out, and he looks down at Ruth's face with his calm glass eyes with a facial expression. It also seemed as if he was saying 'keep dying together'.

(Ah, Alec......)

The very disgraceful rumor that the son of the innkeeper waiting for the brave man to return, stuffing a doll in his mouth and dying - was the moment that came to mind.

- Suddenly he makes a flashy noise and the window opens.

"Kiyuo Oo Oo -"

What I saw in my blurry consciousness was Olha, the Orihalcon, who had been missing for a few days.

He made a mechanical noise like a motor turning and flew straight to Ruth as he circled the room burning up the muddy body red. And -.

"!"

Orha thrusts into the doll in front of Ruth's face with momentum. The sound of breaking pottery rings, and the legs of the doll, who didn't move until just now, lose power. I felt the crop's legs roll into Ruth's mouth.

"Gaha!"

He threw up his legs and hurried and shook his head sideways, and the cloth that was blocking his mouth finally fell out as well. A doll with lost legs rolls down the bed.

The foreign body disappeared from his mouth and the air entered his lungs all at once, allowing him to swallow a little.

(And I thought I was going to die......!

As he became half crying from pain and bitterness, Ruth, who was finished breathing, raised his face lying down - where the sight was spreading as he fought the Fae Martial Arts.

A curved, massive knife and a legless floral doll in a black dress are flying across the air and holding each other back.

(... I knew that doll could move on its own)

Ruth felt relieved somewhere as she watched the moving knife VS moving doll.

The doll moved was not a story about the world of dreams that Ruth had dreamed of or an assumption. I have a lot of questions about why and when, but now I feel like I'm looking too good in front of me and I don't care.

While the knife-shaped Orha makes a quick swirl, he is slashed towards the doll that was floating in the universe at some point. The doll lowers as she raises her hand and plays it with an invisible protective wall. It looks like it's being pushed, but I'm not wondering if Orha's motion is cut off or if he's in motion.

Eventually, as the wall approached, the doll accidentally moved her arm and tried to catch Orha. Orha spins it vertically to avoid it, while raising altitude all at once and assaulting the doll from the top of his head. Did the doll fail to cope with Orha's tricky movements or scattered her hair? Part of the dress falls to the floor. The movement of the doll isn't just that, either, but any movement that doesn't fit into the shape of Orha should be difficult to predict.

A doll fleeing beside her releases a technique that puts countless small dent holes in the wall and a dull sound sounds. Orha shrugged off the rotation while avoiding it, and the shock wave hit the chest and scarred it. - I watched quietly to the point that Ruth returned to me.

"- Wait, wait, no more in the room!

Not if you're watching an out-of-the-way confrontation in silence. Ruth's room as it is, the two of us (?) will collapse by.

In response to Ruth's voice, faithful Orha's movements slowed. You aimed at that gap, the doll sets up a rampage. But was that predicted, Orha turned behind the doll when she avoided it with a flickering lateral rotation, poking the tip of the knife deep into its back.

- At that moment, an unexpected voice sounded.

"- Come on. Yeah!

Words are dumb, but a tannic bass that makes you feel old sounds in the room. Not a very well-behaved word.

(What, the voice now!?

Ruth is a voice I've never heard before. Orha doesn't speak out in rare things, and I knew it was different because the voices I heard before were without the kind of discouragement that synthesized mechanical sounds.

Then there was one more person but Ruth who spoke out.

"What the hell are you doing! I'm out of my hands, but seriously, someone's gonna stab me! If it wasn't for me, you'd be dead!

Yelling at Orha abominably - was a flor doll with purple eyes glowing.

The doll is touching with her hands where she was attacked by Orha as she opened and closed her mouth. I saw the light that appeared when the priest administered the treatment. Maybe he's healing where Orha stabbed him.

(Eh? What do you mean?

The appearance of drinking tea gracefully at the window - coming from its mouth, the masculine voice and cluttered language do not match.

It was only for a little while that I thought so and was confused.

"- You, you hurt him scatterly, and you still have that much wisdom? It's not just a supply (Orihalcon). That's a prototype that the military made. Did you get away with being in such a country village!?

Her, no, “his" puppet-like expressions did not change based on the appearance of her voice, but as soon as she uttered her voice, human smoothness appeared in the movement of her eyes and mouth.

The mouth with the cut in it opens and closes like we're actually talking about. When the lid falls and the eyes become half-eyed, the eyebrows hang. That's a frustrating look.

Ruth had not seen the details and had not noticed them, but the doll was able to express the movement of her face in detail. It's an unparalleled move compared to humans, but it's a change that I don't think is a doll.

"Oh, that's enough. Troubleshooting me, stop imitating me. If you're involved with the military, I won't forgive you!

Saying so, the Flor doll began to cast a spell with its mouth. With incredible speed, magic begins to gather.

"Kiyuo Oo Oo -"

Orha made another move to stop the doll's spell.

But the doll moves incomparably earlier, avoiding Orha's offense. Skirt the slashed Orha and grab the pattern with your backhand and throw it away. When Orha regained his posture before hitting the wall, he now threw one book after another that was on his side. When Orha desperately avoided it, he rushed to where he had avoided it and circled on the spot, skirting and slamming him to the floor.

The movement was very different before and after opening his mouth. 'I was out of my hands' doesn't seem to be a lie either.

"Ha, to that extent, things are still spoiled. I can't demonstrate my abilities without a user!

Orha launches an attack to ride the doll's provocation. In contrast, the doll saves its magic while paying off with a skirt and a backhand.

With one hand accumulating magic and no legs, the dolls fought each other's battles - no, Orha was completely swallowed. The figure is a girl, but the movement looks like it contains fierce warriors. There is no waste at all.

Eventually, the doll's magic powers paint a beautiful demonic cube on the surface. Sorcery is nearing completion.

(Shit!)

Ruth, who was avoiding a massive attack by two men in a narrow indoor, grabbed a heavy object that was rolling to his side.

"Now, behave, it is - boo, ooh!

On the verge of a spell of activation - that voice turns into a word that raises the pain.

The magic created disappeared with the light, and the doll was followed to the ground.

"Hey, what, Goff!

A puppet that eats an unintentional blow and is slapped to the ground can look back behind the shock. However, as with the chase, the force that blocks the words again strikes from behind and the words break off.

- It was Ruth with a thick book who assaulted a doll from behind that had been taken consciousness by Orha.

"...... If you find out it's not just a doll, I won't hesitate! Huh!"

"Ma, ma, ma, go, bu, gehe!

Ruth's slow movement was due to the fear that the girl's doll might have moved out with a curse. Because Ruth is a little bad at horror fear. When he came into his mouth in silence with the expression on his face, he was so frightened that he thought he would faint before he could breathe.

- But that's what the doll talked about, and it flew away.

When I opened my mouth, the doll was talking to a very human man. It's an uncomfortable way to talk even if you live in a neighborhood.

Because of this, sometimes during the day, there is no longer any emotion of fear, hesitation or fine dust left. There is no reason to condone the man who launches the attack.

"Ya, stop............!

Ruth uses his strength to shake down the book as he smashes a black object running on the ground. I don't intend to kill him, but I saw him repair himself earlier, so I figured it would be fine if he broke his body somewhat. Anyway, we need to shut up the “man” who pretended to be this doll.

Ruth peered softly at the doll under the book as he continued his attack for a while and stopped saying anything.

"... have you grown up?

Kneeling in and checking, the doll was cramped with pimples. The glass eyes turned white eyes and the mouth remained slimy and open. The figure is quite unusual without the shadow of a lovely flor doll. Very human smell. He was like a drunk father.

――

Orha flashes repeatedly. Guru went around Ruth and rubbed the pattern on his cheek. I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm sure he's happy he's safe.

"Thank you, Olha, for your help."

Orha flashes repeatedly, shaking happily. If it is analogous in animals, is there a situation where you are waving your tail around with joy?

"…… ru, Ruth?

"!"

As Ruth stroked Orha, he heard a tenuous knock from across the door.

Orha, who was flying around on the way, makes a hard noise and falls to the ground. I suppose he decided he shouldn't let anyone other than Ruth see him move and become an object.

As expected, the door slowly opened.

"... It sounded terrific, but what happened?

It was Celine who peered inside the room.

He should have slept in the living room, but apparently he woke him up in an earlier commotion. I guess I came to Ruth's room to see how things were going while I was surprised by the sound.

But I said, "What happened? 'That means they couldn't even hear Ruth and his conversation. The figure of the doll wouldn't even look just like Celine hiding in Ruth either.

"Oh, yeah, hey..."

As Ruth turned around behind him clouding his words about what to say and delude him, he heard a small voice of “man” who should have been nodding under the book.

"... oh, hey... here it is, eh!

Ruth slapped the book again before the doll finished saying good things.

"Sorry, mother. There was a big bug, and I had a lot of trouble getting rid of it, and I was flustered. But it's okay now. Never mind."

"... so you are...?

To her surprise Celine, Ruth laughed nicely.