I was just running without turning around.
Running through the mountains, running through the starry sky's former just desolate earth.
And when he slept on the ground with his breath constantly, no one was coming from behind anymore.
Of course, the looks of Scott and the Cyans.
I sigh looking at the starry sky.
Also, now I'm alone.
But not this time.
I haven't killed anyone yet.
So I'm not giving up yet. Will you give up?
But my consciousness was already about to break.
Think about it, maybe I kept whipping my six-year-old body.
It's impossible for a true six-year-old to run through a mountain, driven by fear, without ever taking a break.
But I'm not one of those six-year-old examples, and my consciousness is about to break.
In short, very sleepy.
I used to stay up late and stuff, but now I'm a boy.
"At the very least, we need to get to the Bethenburg Border Uncle Territory......!
I manage to whip my body and try to wake it up, but my knee laughs and doesn't build well.
I struggled so badly on my knees that when I realized I'd left my body in the middle of the night.
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When you wake up, a loess unknown ceiling. And to see the loess cloth walls, is this a tent?
On the floor, futon, loess sheets.
And nearby, a blonde, about fifteen years old, with brown eyes, was staring at me.
"Oh, you're up."
When you make sure I open my eyes, a man raises his hand gladly.
I checked the neck pendant and was convinced that he was not a bandit.
"Yesterday you were down at the foot of the mountain, I really wanted to abandon you... that pendant caught my eye"
"... what's wrong with this?
"Don't blur. What are you, Brother Scott?
"... it's my son. I say Lazares-Mercius."
"... hey, you're my brother-in-law and Mr. Cyan's, hey..."
Why are you calling me your brother-in-law about Scott from earlier?
"What are you, your father?
"Me? I'm Alba. This is Brother Scott's disciple. But right now, it's just a horse pull."
"... So it's your uncle?
"I don't know if I can say so. Hey, that's a little different. Me and my brother-in-law are brothers connected by heart. There's no blood connection."
... Aren't you my uncle? A little shame.
But I met someone who knew Scott. He might know a little about the Mercures.
When I open my mouth to ask, I open my mouth delightfully from Aruba before that.
"That brother-in-law took Mr. Cyan, hey. Listen, brother-in-law... I mean, your father was a virgin who never even held hands with a girl until just before you were born, was he?
… foreword withdrawn. I'm glad this man isn't my uncle.
Don't say virginity or anything in front of six years old.
If it stayed like this, they might ask me how many times of the night, so I blocked Aruba's words with my mouth shut.
"More than that, you said carriage pull, right? If you don't mind, could you give me a ride to the Bethenburg Border Uncle Territory?
"You're at Bettenburg's husband's? I don't mind, but what happened to your brother-in-law and Mr. Cyan?
"... my parents are dead"
You got blood on your head in one word of mine, pull a dagger out of your hips and add it to my neck.
I also try to pull out my dagger to prevent it, but obviously the other guy was faster and couldn't even stand it.
"... kid, a good joke and a bad joke to say. You know what I mean?
"Yes, I'm sure you do."
"I'm sorry, but I used to live in a bandit business. So I don't even fucking hesitate to take your fucking neck off. You know this, too?
... not the eyes you're joking about.
The intent to kill then and the intent to kill he has.
Just as sharp, a cold voice.
"Yes, but I am not lying in the name of Scott-Mercius, the former head of the Mercury family. He was killed covering me."
"... hey, are you kidding me? Tell me you're joking, man!
"... it's true"
Aruba puts her hand on my shoulder and stares at the ground in tears.
It makes me want to turn my sympathy to a man who kills my breath and whimpers, but I don't lie to him because he is my disciple.
Alba suddenly looks up and sees my face, thinking he's been killing his voice and crying for a while.
"... you're really Brother Scott's son"
"Huh?"
"Bad. Me, you've been trying. If you were lying to me because you felt sorry for me or freaked out, I would have snapped your neck."
"Are you serious?
"Seriously. Well, I guess your brother-in-law was happy to be the last one to help you, huh? I don't care if he gets hurt. You can't watch someone get hurt."
"... sad, isn't it?
"Sadness. But my brother-in-law asked me to." If I die, don't just cry, laugh and drop me off. "
"... Really?"
"Whoa, the reason for everything is, 'I don't want to see your crying face because it doesn't look good and I honestly feel sick'. You're gonna laugh!
"... haha, well"
"And you don't cry? You're the saddest one, aren't you?
"I don't have time to cry."
"Right."
But Alba's earlier cry was never an act.
That one cried, sneaking someone's death. Man's tears.
I've seen those tears many times in the war.
"... Well, was it at Bettenburg's husband's? Let's go, Lazareth!
"Yes!"
Aruba got in the carriage after he tampered with the tent, and I followed it.
To be honest, for the first time after he died, I'm a little sad to find out about a human being named Scott, but only a little saved with one of his words. I felt that way.