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

Ruth lifted her fallen Celine and took her to her bedroom.

When I put him to bed, he goes down to the ground floor again and reinforces only the broken windows in the living room. When the crap was simply sealed in front of the front door, he returned to Celine again with drinks and food.

"Cyrus, how's your mother doing?

"He's pale, but he's asleep calmly."

"That's good……………"

The combination of Cyrus and Orha, who asked to be watched, was sitting amicably in a chair placed near the bed. Slightly loosening her cheeks to the condition, Ruth drank the water she had brought when she sat in the chair next to her. I sigh loudly.

"…… Are you all right?

"Yeah, thanks. Eat Cyrus too. I'm sorry it tastes the same as the ingredients."

"Don't worry about that right now.... That's terrible."

When Cyrus took Ruth's bread with both hands, he started eating it against his mouth. Ruth puts the dried meat in her mouth herself as she looks sideways at it. Orha came back to the sheath.

Honestly, I'm not hungry. But now that Celine has fallen and Rossa has left, only Ruth can move properly. I know that if I can't but eat, I will not have strength or strength when I have to. I forced myself into my mouth.

(Dad, what's really going on... you said your voice whispers in your head)

Rossa was absolutely crazy. That's not who he is. He looked like someone who had been broken in reason.

The reason for this must be because of what he called a "whisper”.

(But my voice whispers... what am I supposed to do? How can I free my father from that...?

If you're actually tying your body with something, you can solve it, but Ruth doesn't have the technique to be able to deal with voices whispering in your head. If he had at least special abilities like Tiana and Marianne, it might be possible to investigate the cause, but I don't even know where he is if I want to use their help.

(That's right. Where the hell did Marianne go, too? Colt disappeared... the village chief and the villagers are all in strange shape...)

I was often concerned, and when I was worried and silent for a while, Cyrus came out in front of me asking me how it was going.

"Ruth, I'm sorry."

"Thank you for your concern. But I didn't push it. I think it's the father and mother that's in trouble... and Daniel and Marianne and Colt..."

Cyrus' eyebrows took on a strange shape as Ruth managed to break down the grin once.

"You asked me to forgive you for the thief. What am I to say?... you. Things are too clear."

"That's not true. You don't like what I say, do you?

"I'm not... try to be a little more angry and angry or foolish. That's not gonna blow up one day, is it?

As Ruth blinked her eyes, Cyrus approached her with a strange shaped brow. The doll did not change her expression, but her eyes asked for a serious color.

"……… you're worried about me."

"You bet. In this situation, when I see a young man like you depressed, I worry about him."

That's how Cyrus rose up and rode over Ruth's head. You're trying not to weigh in, you don't feel so heavy.

I can stroke the heavenly side of my head. I didn't feel bad. When Orha noticed, she stopped by Ruth's hand.

"Am I depressed?

Set aside the inside, as Ruth, it was meant to be as usual as possible, but it seemed that way to Cyrus. I felt discerned and smelled a little lighter.

"... you know, there's no way my parents would make such a scene and not feel anything for any emotion. If it hurts, spit it out. My form is a child's doll, but the contents are quite old."

"Eh, Mr. Cyrus, have you figured out your age?

"…… Somehow."

Cyrus strokes Ruth's forehead with him on his head. Even though it was the white crop hand of the doll, I felt strange and temperate.

"It's like I had a son as old as you... such a blurry memory just now..."

"Your son......"

It was a surprise statement. I thought Cyrus was older, but he was a lot better than I thought.

(Actually, I'm about the same age as my father...)

When I thought so, I lost my natural and shoulder strength. It is also more reassuring that Rossa is being made to stroke her head. The friendly way of speaking also sounded more like the words of a loving relative's youngest father, who spoke to Ruth than childish.

"Look, you tell me, I'm gonna listen to you, all right? So, I'll definitely keep a stupid secret from you. Don't worry."

The words of Cyrus made me feel awkward. It soothes feelings that were covered in nature, tension and anxiety.

"There's no foolishness. I'd rather thank you. It was really helpful to have Mr. Cyrus and Daniel. Thank you very much…………."

If it weren't for you two then, I don't know what would have happened now. Was I just going to have to watch Rossa get hurt, or was Ruth involved and injured, or was it going to be worse? Either way, it was up to the two of us to sit safely right now.

"... Damn, you're not being honest. You're a kid."

"I'm going to be honest, though."

"Huh. Okay. Okay. My loss. I'll wait till you want to be stupid."

"Ha."

As for Cyrus, he wanted Ruth to say something stupid, but unfortunately, he's not going to say that to Cyrus.

Silence shrugged as he was stroked in the head for a while.

"Your father at that time, that was absolutely crazy. The atmosphere in the village is weird, and all the guests are leaving... I think something is happening."

"…… That's what…"

Ruth decided to tell Cyrus his hypothesis about Genetianism and the art of black Moya. I've gotten involved so far, you can't keep it hidden from Cyrus.

"…… So, too, Mr. Cyrus, if you don't like to get involved any more, run away quickly"

"Huh? There's no way you're running away."

"But you're gonna get into this village problem, right? It's not like Mr. Cyrus is from this village, and we should move to a safer one."

"-Don 't underestimate me, okay?

Cyrus turned to the front as he got off Ruth's head. The frown is angry, caught all the time. Low voice, too.

"I really appreciate what you said about staying here. He also gave me rice, taught me to hunt, and I think it's the most fun I've had since I woke up. And yet you get away with it because something's wrong? I'm not kidding. If that's enough to do it, it's hundreds of times better to be caught and experimented with by research institutes!

……

When Cyrus was angry, he made a loud breath inhaling motion, then raised his eyebrows, and now began to speak in a calm voice.

"So don't worry, I'll do my best to make sure this village gets back to normal. Oh, my God. This village is my place now."

"… Thank you very much…… very much."

With this, Leo will be able to establish himself as the fourth faction in the current three-ways succession war.

Cyrus, with her eyebrows lowered, stroked Ruth's head again.

(sorry to bother you Mr. Cyrus but...... glad)

Marianne and Colt were missing, Fritz was in a strange situation, the priest was in a situation that was not the case, his parents were rather in a situation that Ruth had to support, and in a situation where virtually only Daniel had someone to talk to, so I was very happy that more people could discuss it.

Ruth and Cyrus then began to talk about the future, based on what they had just said.

"I wonder if the anomaly in the village is due to the mental interference of the black Moya technique."

I can't imagine Rossa making such a scene in her normal state of mind. I just thought it had to do with the black Moya technique that made me crazy.

Tiana said when talking about the black Moya technique, "We're making nasty sharks, so we're all going to be nasty." Previously, Daniels, who was in surgery, seemed anxious to have an unpleasant dream. What Rossa was saying is also anxiety that could be thrown away by his wife who said 'don't throw me away'.

"The black Moya technique may be amplifying anxiety."

"…… but why are you anxious?

"When anxiety builds up, you want to catch something, don't you? Maybe they're using that psychology."

Cyrus said that's how we stir up anxiety, put our own god on the table, and increase the number of believers. The other villages I heard from the guests made a guess that that's how they've put it in their hands.

"Well, I don't think it's going to be that easy.... but there's a good chance they're using that black Moya technique."

Of course, there's no way I believe in a Genetian god just to make me anxious. But they've already dropped several villages by the time they get here. I guess I've already learned how to induce psychologically. Or does the technique have a further effect?

"I just don't know why you're trying to get that far and get more believers... Ruth? Oh, don't sleep here, okay? Go to sleep in your room if you want. Ruth!"

Ruth's eyes slowly close as he listens to Cyrus.

(No, my head is dull...)

Fatigue hit me all at once because I ate and sat down. Drowsiness strikes me with such strength that I cannot win by will. I can't keep my eyes open.

(When it comes to tomorrow, I have to do a lot with Mr. Cyrus, and about my father... but I have to rendezvous with Daniel and find Marianne somehow, and then... then...)

But the next day, Ruth will regret losing his drowsiness at this time.

That night, high noises rang all over the village...