The Witch, Who Once Was Called A Saint

"The truth is, that demon...... I don't know which part of the forest Kimaira lives in. Maybe there's no exact place to live. The directions that always show up are falling apart, and this is how I patrol and look. I'm putting a lot of people in the woods right now, but it's too big, and if everyone gets in, it's city security, but I don't notice the signal of discovery if I have to find it."

"True, I hope a means of communication is developed, but it seems difficult. Did Ios patrol, too, and find me?

"Oh. I'm not on duty, but I'm turning as much break as I can. Because the captain's got a bird coming to my place to let me know. Lazur doesn't like the smell of Kimaira either. He wants to find it."

Ios slowly opened his mouth as he slowed down near the forest entrance.

"Speaking of which, even though Razor has speed, Stamina is amazing. It's bigger than any horse I've ever seen."

"He's a good kid. It's just that I'm not supposed to miss anyone else, but you helped me, and I guess this kid knows it. Because I'm smart."

"Really? I thought I was nostalgic... but leave it alone. This isn't where you met me."

"Oh. My current duty should be on patrol near here, so I thought I could explain it while I introduce you first."

"… Introduction, or"

I'm not saying I don't like Astraia any more than I told you to use yourself.

But I don't know how to say hello. I didn't even care because the behavior over there was approximate to Sufale... but when it comes to introducing myself again, I honestly have trouble. "I'm a passing witch," so is it okay?

"No, passing... isn't it"

"What's wrong?

"... nothing."

If you don't have words, would that be all right if I could tell you that I was going to help as a minimum? And then Ios can do something about it...... and with that in mind, Astreia looked around.

The carriage won't be able to pass because it's not a road-like road, but there doesn't seem to be any place where horses can't pass, and the search is likely to continue even on horseback like this.

"But it's a hard place to fight, isn't it? If Kimyra storms, they will snap down the trees.... Some of them are burning. Was it a battle before?

"Oh. Ten days ago, it was a battle here once. I didn't let you, I hear."

"Ios didn't make it?

"When I got out here, I was also contacted that there was a demon just opposite the fort, because I was supposed to break up with the captain and head off. It wasn't hard for me to get there, but the timing sucks."

Astraia couldn't say anything to Ios, who seemed to regret it.

Strong demons come to the woods and escaped demons break out elsewhere is something that has been around for a long time. Perhaps the reason why Ios hasn't met Kimyra yet is bad luck every time as well as last time.

He just jumped off Lazur, and let the burnt marks, and the dirt around him, touch his hands.

"... after all, this scorching trail would be Kimyra. I thought it was obvious from what it looked like."

"Is it something you can understand?

"Yeah. What's left of Kusai magic. It's a dirty story, but this kind of thing is like animal excrement, so it's distinctive and you know it."

I didn't touch the shit for once, but after that analogy, Astreia thought to herself, "Wasn't there a slightly different way to put it? In that theory, you're going to be touching that filth with your bare hands.

(No, 'cause it's so queasy! Yeah, but I've never thought of human magic that way...)

Astreia coughed as she paid her hand with her clothes that I should have put it another way after all.

No, don't think about it. It's not if you're doing something long, such as worrying about it.

"Nevertheless, I don't even know what place Kimaira will be spending her time. There are too many individual differences. So I don't know any tips to find either. Find it in the tunnel and get rid of it."

"... Um, can I ask you one thing?

"What?"

"You said, 'I saw Kimyra in a book,' right?

……

Astreia clung her cheeks to a penetration that could only be described as completely alarming. Can you tell by the book even the smell of magic?... Whatever you think, I can't. Speaking of specimens on it, it was hard... No, I've never seen a magic book with specimens of magic debris on it.

(It would be too broad, my mouth......!

You're supposed to be on guard, but at all, it's too slippery.

Because I never talked to people, I couldn't help but make excuses to myself. I don't know what else to do, but it's still happening. What deception should we run here...... thinking about it, when did Ios' hand, which was finally coming off the horse, touch his head.

……

Pompom and Ios' hand went away when he touched it gently a few degrees as it was.

"If there's anything else I know, can I ask you about Kimyra, if you know a little more about her? I also want to know how to fight in your favor, if you can. Anything else, I'll tell you better."

……

Where did you find out, the pursuit did not come out of Ios' mouth.

He's sensing me wanting to lay low. If you think so, you should be thankful, but I'm also kind of sorry.

"... yeah"

"Wow."

I tried to hit Ios' body with my fist all the time, but Ios sounded surprised, but he never broke any balance. I think it's a good thing I'm working out, but I could use a little - I felt extra sorry for myself when I thought so. I shouldn't have done it.

But there's more to it than that.

"The flames of Kimyra are not just flames. You know it's toxic......?

"Oh. The wounds are narrow in scope. The burns are severely damaged and the fever continues"

Astraia nodded at the words as well.

"The poison never heals, but there's no medicine, so it takes time. And then... I can embed negative emotions in my spirit. So the follow-up of the wounded shall not be neglected. And as you know, I can't get anywhere near flashy and detoured when it comes to attacks anyway. The skin that covers Kimyra's body is hard as steel. … but my neck should be softer than I imagined"

"Neck?"

"Yeah. I guess Kimyra herself is resistant to her own poison, but I still think it's softer due to the effects of poison than having a throat that keeps spitting poison. And if it's a sword like yours from there, it'll pierce your heart from the front."

Astreia showed an illustration on the ground and told Ios.

"I don't have to lose my neck, but it's a little easy to get away. So it's dangerous, but if you close the gap and put it in the front, there's plenty of winning opportunities. But the problem is, you can't get close enough."

"The flames are also annoying, but I hear the tails are also quite troublesome"

"Right. It would be ideal to use a decoy."

"Decoy, or..."

Although he doesn't seem very convinced, perhaps the maneuver was also contemplated in Ios.

Although no acknowledgement had been obtained, Astreia continued her words as they stood.

"Kimyra also aims at weak or weak opponents, but it's easier to get on the provocation anyway, so the targets are easier to get to those who are disturbed and depressed. If the decoy is to function well, it would be ideal for a few elites to stand up to it in an army. Because a lot of them will scatter the tage."

"Elite, huh"

"It's easy to say, but we have to do it."

The decoy is going to do itself - yes, Astreia thinks.

(For me, even if I get poisoned, it hurts.)

If I tell you now, you'll look sinister again, so you can tell me how distracted this is after you actually start fighting. I somehow understand that Ios would be the type not to give in.

But you won't mind if I take a look at it this time.

Ios has never confronted Kimyra yet, and even in the sense of having Kimyra's attack pattern remembered, Astraia should be better. Besides, even if there are other suitable knights, I am going to play a role, and it would be ideal for Kimyra not to show up again in the first place.

"And there's just one more thing I need to know. Kimyra is still in the woods as she moves. I'm just not in a certain place in the woods. Do you know why?

"... you think that the pantry is right in front of you. No, instead of food, it might be a snack."

Even in my memory around four hundred years ago, I knew several people who had been attacked in their homeland by Kimaira. In the absence of the art of being, he is relentlessly attacked... that, mindless. Just asking, but just remembering makes it painful.

Astraia exhaled at the look on Ios's face, which would get harsher.

(This face... you imagined Ios would answer that, too)

I guess that's why I'm desperately trying to find time.

"Even if you're too tenacious to keep getting rid of it, you're just going to risk going to a village. Let's get this over with as soon as possible."

"Oh."

We need to remember to look for Kimyra and the forest atmosphere that would be a battlefield for that. And then, if you rendezvous with your fellow Ios and think about the operation in earnest - that's when the chills ran up Astreia's back abruptly. Shortly afterwards, the razor sounds rough.

(Something's happening nearby)

That wasn't just Astraia, Ios felt it too.

Astreia looked around and then slowly closed her eyes.

Which direction, what is… so mindful, distracts you from under your feet as you explore the world around yourself.

Doing so, I saw a terrible sight behind my lid.

"You two are badly hurt, but you are...! Retreating from Kimyra, being caught up......!

As soon as he heard the voice, Ios put Astreia on the razor.

"Orientation!

"Over there! Keep it straight!

"Come on, tongue, don't bite...!

Oh, my goodness.

I thought as soon as possible, but the timing is still too bad.

I couldn't help but mourn that I would visit in such a worst situation.