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

When he returned to the cave where he was hiding, Ruth placed Cyrus' body over his clothes, which were already dry. The purple liquid does not stain the cloth, and after showing a certain spread, it is restoring calm.

Avoiding the hair attached to the doll, it was found that the arrow that Cyrus received on his head cracked the back of his head wide and reached the eyeball. The human skull is cracked.

"Father, please"

"Yes."

When Ruth lights the fire with the “fire” of life magic, the priest hurries to hang the healing technique, even as he is bewildered.

I don't know if the healing technique for people works on Cyrus, a special life form, but I don't have any other means. Ruth watched in a prayerful way.

(Mr. Cyrus, he was in such a body)

Cyrus' body was occupied with an almost purple liquid against the ceramic-like exterior. There was no such thing as bones, muscles or organs, evidence that he was not just an organism.

When it comes to the only thing different, it's the eye area. The two transparent eyeballs were connected by a special string and were damaged by an arrow. His eyes, which looked purple, only reflected the liquid inside. I don't know how it was working.

(That, these eyeballs………?

Ruth turned her gaze to the ornament she attached to Orha. It's a sphere that had previously had the strange middle-aged man Remias make the outside and the Spirit King make it Phantom Core. The sphere of the ocular portion of Cyrus resembles the phantom core that Ruth has.

When Ruth was wondering, I saw the light that was coming out of the priest's hand subside.

"Father..."

"... I'm sorry, Ruth. I can't seem to cure Mr. Cyrus with my strength."

"Well... is that right..."

Ruth desperately suppressed her desire to say 'No, you're lying'.

If you look at Cyrus, who hasn't changed his appearance, it's because it's obvious that the priest's cure hasn't been conveyed. Besides, I'm more discouraged than Ruth would be a priest whose own technique doesn't work and makes his complexion bright blue.

"……… I, take Mr. Cyrus to a quiet place…"

When Ruth held Cyrus with each wrapped garment, he left Orha to watch and head to the back of the cave. When you get to the point where the light of the fire does not reach you, you light the "light” with your life magic and lean back on Cyrus wrapped in clothes.

"Mr. Cyrus...... eh"

Cyrus' face was no different than it was when he was moving. White skin, purple eyes, brown hair. No facial expressions, eyes that don't know where you're staring, lips with cuts for operation that remain closed. Nothing is surprising about moving out immediately.

"Are you sure you're not there?"

Ruth touches the face of the Flor doll. The mouth that used to move for conversations and meals doesn't move with it small and open.

Even though it didn't change its appearance, it was clear that Cyrus wasn't there anymore. When he was there, it was seeping out, the signs of people are completely gone. I thought the soul that was in this had really disappeared.

"Eh... Mr. Cyrus, I'm sorry. I can't do anything..."

Cyrus, who didn't know why he was born and had vague memories. Scared everywhere he went, he must have been anxious and full. It is proof that Ruth's invitation to the house was so delightful.

Yet he was always positive and bright. He fought with Orha, enjoyed hunting, dined, and lived hard in a body that only seemed to be made.

"Well, Ruth is about my son's age, and I can help him. Uh, ha."

Besides, he cared about Ruth until he was close. After only a few days of getting to know each other, he cared only for the reason that he was' as old as his own son ', involved in every hassle and, at the end of the day, sheltered Ruth.

Behind Ruth's brain, without a moment of hesitation, he emerged in front of Ruth, and his chest aches.

(You shouldn't have had to go that far...... Cyrus.)

Normally, it's not strange to run away from being caught up, like a guest who was in an inn. But Cyrus, like his father, like his relative's uncle, was encouraging Ruth. Ruth doesn't even know if he would have taken this situation well had it not been for him.

(... I wanted to talk more)

Ruth endured the grief she was engulfing her teeth with. Because if Ruth wept here, I felt bad for Cyrus, who was worrying about me.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Cyrus. I'll do my best."

Ruth was Cyrus. When he put his hands together on the Flor doll, he straightened the doll's hair, closed his eyelids and twisted it with a cloth.

When everything settles down, I make up my mind to build you a grave for people for Cyrus. And one day I wanted to find out why he was born.

(watch)

After repeated deep breaths to calm her mood, Ruth set aside Cyrus and returned to the place of the burning where the priest was. I'm still in the mood, but we need to discuss what lies ahead.

"Father, I'm sorry, I've sorted out my feelings, so I'm going to………"

But when I came back, I heard a priest looking more like Ruth, staring at the fire, whining about something.

"Again, I can't save..."

"…… Father?

"How can this always, always be the case...... about Bartolo too, if I had moved faster I would have done this......"

The priest covered his face with both hands as he lay down.

(Well, the priest cares too......)

This time, I strongly reflected that even Ruth had turned to the back. There was no way the priest who was most involved didn't care about anything. My gaze, which is supposed to be staring at the fire, notices that I haven't captured anything, and I'm worried about how I'm coming up with quite a bit.

"Always, I just don't have the courage... I'm sorry, Alice... but instead of you, I can't save anyone from coming here. There's always something missing... Alice, I said I ran away from you, but I'm... I'm..."

Father who speaks the name 'Alice' and keeps apologizing over and over again. Ruth was mentally stable from day to day, the first time he knew that he continued to suffer something from a woman named 'Alice'.

(I wonder who the priest calls “Alice"......?

This was the first time I had heard the name of a woman who was not in the village, other than the four gods, from the mouth of the priest.

Prior to coming to Hashi village, Father Johan said he had a high status in the Church of the King's Capital. With the ability to be treasured healing wherever he goes, it has been questionable for a long time whether he is coming to such a country church. It's not supposed to be a priestly duty either, because I don't think a personable priest who is keen to take care of children without parents or educate the village and who is also liked by the villagers has been skipped for working evil.

"Alice, forgive me…………"

Ruth was in the mood to wake up in front of a priest who was so depressed that she had never seen him before.

(Something, sucks. We need to inspire the priest)

When I slap him on the cheek, he hurries up to his side. I touched the priest's shoulder, which was getting nagging.

"Father, Father, hold on"

"Alice, what can I do?"

The priest, looking at Ruth's face, only makes an apology to a woman named Alice.

(This might not be a good idea)

The priest had a mild look until just now, but it is likely that he was originally spiritually cornered by this disturbance. I was just patient and patient. But Cyrus' death is hanging up, reminding me of an unpleasant past or something, and I guess I'm in a kind of panic.

"Father, please calm down. There must be a way to get it back to its usual village. So..."

"- That's right. From now on."

At the same time I heard a voice coming from behind, Pong - and a big hand rode Ruth's head. The thick fingertips that are likely to lift Ruth's head with one hand stir her hair vigorously as it is.

(............ so, what?

The priest is now in front of us. It has been confirmed that there was no one else in the cave. Behind Ruth is a dead end, and no one can break in. There can't be anyone.

Ruth slowly turned around in silence.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Ruth? You look like that?

Behind Ruth was a big man who seemed to cramp Ruth's clothes.

The man has a large scar on his forehead, reaching one eye. My hair is red as it burns and my eyes are yellow close to orange. The deep face of the moat, which resembles such bizarre colors, combines tannins, making it look strangely powerful and eye-catching. Healthy skin tone, large, thick hands and feet and thick body had numerous scars. There are many training grounds - the style that has driven the battlefield.

"What's wrong, Ruth? Are you sleepy again?

The man's voice was familiar. I'm familiar, the word butt is light, but the tannins of my voice are much older than Ruth's - it was a good vibe for the man in front of me right now.

"... that voice, could it be... Mr. Cyrus?

"What? What are you talking about, you, of course, right? Something while I was fainting...... WOW!?

The man looked terribly surprised when he saw his hand on Ruth's head. Keep looking down at your body and check to the back. After watching it all the way through, I started moving my arms and legs this time. In the meantime, he groans to his surprise: 'Ooh, ooh'.

"Ruth...... Could it be me, you're human? Not that creepy flor doll!?

"... ho, really, Mr. Cyrus, what is it!?

With the same light mouthfeel, Ruth was confident.

Ruth only knows Cyrus, a man who talks like this.

(- Good. Mr. Cyrus, he's alive......! He's alive!

Cyrus, who thought he could never speak again, appears in front of him again, his emotions elevated from joy and his eyes moistened. I didn't care that it looked completely different.

"Ah... are you, Mr. Cyrus? It wasn't a doll, was it?

The priest, who had been confused until earlier, was also returning to reality, surprised by the sudden emergence of a big man - and also by the fact that he thought it was Cyrus who had died earlier.

"What is it, you two, with such a surprised face? Oh, hey, hey. Ruth? Don't cry."

Cyrus, who was looking down at Ruth, kneels down like he was in a hurry and strokes his head with his big hand again.

You are aware of the size of your body, unlike earlier, there is confusion in the strength of its hands and it is gentle as dealing with broken objects. It's like you're dealing with a toddler.

"I'm not crying. But I thought he was dead... so happy."

"Dead? Me?"

"Yes."

Ruth decided to give a brief explanation of what happened to Cyrus who received the arrow after that.

As we surrounded the fire and talked over boiling water, they all calmed down step by step.

"... well, that's why we both looked so surprised. That's bad."

After hearing Ruth and the others explain, Cyrus looked sorry when he sat down. It feels strange that emotions that were previously understood only by the voice appear with a proper expression. It's very different from when you're a doll, and Cyrus' face is changing expressively.

"My healing technique didn't work for your body. It must be because of its physique... well, how about this?

"Whoa, I'm sorry. Thank you."

When Cyrus showed her teeth and laughed, she received her clothes from the priest. I don't have pants, and they seem a little smaller, but they would be better than naked.

The priest gave it to Ruth to unwrap the jacket he had dressed. The clothes Ruth is wearing are a retreat from her body's big brother Clark, which her mother Celine packs to allow Ruth to wear as well. It's basically not cut, so if you unwrap it and fix it a little, you can wear it even if Cyrus is in better shape than Ruth.

By the way, why the priest was using Orha to fix his clothes - given Ruth's sewing skills, it was a natural choice.

"But I didn't know you were like dead. I thought I'd just fainted, like when your father threw me."

"Didn't you have pain or something?

"I felt the pain, but I immediately lost consciousness. I still don't know exactly where it hurts. It would have been more of a scene than that, wouldn't it? I have to get up early. I was in a hurry. And when I realized it, I heard two people in the cave in the distance."

"What made you look like that or something?

I don't know.

Ruth and the priest grin face to face.

Cyrus himself is twisting his neck when it comes to body changes.

(Does that purple jelly-shaped liquid mean “this” Mr. Cyrus?

While warming the water, Ruth tried to go where Cyrus was lying, but there was just the outside of the broken flor doll. The purple liquid that should have been inside was gone, as were the spheres that resembled Ruth's phantom core.

(This happened because the outside of the flor doll was crushed...... or something?

But Cyrus sitting next to him is taller and bigger than Ruth. The mass is different from the purple liquid in the first place. Yet Cyrus' body is as firm or resilient as a normal human being. I did a little force comparison and found out, but I was more powerful than Ruth, and I never looked down on him. Has the ability to stay in appearance.

(Mm-hmm. I don't know...)

Even if a rough prediction is made as to what that purple liquid or sphere was and why he was suddenly able to change his body, I can't find an answer. All I know is that Cyrus changed his appearance and showed up again.