Morning is here.
After all, I never remembered a man named Scott.
... but for some reason when I hear the person's name, I can't stop crying.
But I can't make Lise look like that, so I catch tears and get up from the futon.
The light entering from the savages of the house blinked, yawning as he narrowed his eyes.
"... in the morning"
Crush on no one.
I looked at my right arm and made sure there was no more blood on it.
I killed Alba.
I have no choice. If I hadn't killed him, he would have killed me.
But still...
"... um..."
I turn to Lise sleeping next door.
... She's the one who got the most tired yesterday. It's not me.
He squeezed his courage with such a luxurious body and came to help me.
Put your hands on her sleeping head and soften.
That's when I realized.
... Why is she in my futon?
"... right. Thin."
I don't even know if I can go home, but it would be careful for a young girl to sleep alone.
I duvet up to her shoulder and get up from the futon.
Then a knock jumped into this house dominated by silence, as if it had anticipated its timing.
"Yes!"
The voice of the old woman, the Lord of this House, follows to break the silence of this House.
And along with the sound of the front door opening, the old woman spits poison.
"Oh, my God, early this morning. I'll tell you what, if I were talking about getting out of this house, I wouldn't!
"No. We're looking for a young man named Lazareth."
The voice that disputed the voice of the old woman was undoubtedly that of Zahr.
But I feel uncomfortable somewhere.
"... Zahr?
"Oh, Lazareth! You're safe!
"What do you know?"
The moment you see me, you wave, Zahr.
I still feel uncomfortable somewhere. Or did I get so worried that he got that far?
"... Zahr, right?
"Who else do I look like? I was worried."
"Oh, sorry"
That said, Zahr grins.
Because I'm unfamiliar with it, I even found that smile disgusting.
"Thank you. I'll take you to a delicious bakery next time."
"Oh. It's expensive, huh?
"... hmm? Wait. Surely Zahr didn't like bread, did he?
"Huh? Ah, oh! Yes!"
I'll hear the words. No, I'll stick my dagger to his neck.
Definitely, this guy is a fake.
When it was, when he was in the city of mercy, he only ate bread.
If, after four years, he hated bread, it would be easy for him to be real, such as melting this dagger.
"Who, you are"
"... Huff, have you been noticed? But I didn't want to pretend to be this guy either, so I'd rather be grateful."
"Granny! Get inside!
I'll poke him in front of me and keep him away from the house.
And then I glance at him after I make sure the door closes from behind.
In the meantime, he puts a cut in his neck and then pulls the river off like clothes from it.
Then a man with blue eyes appeared, dressed in black, blue hair, morbidly marked by white skin.
I'm not sure that's a spell, but I was sure I wasn't in the mood to look at it.
"… I will see you first. My name is Graham. We are here to serve as a sacrifice under the laws of the wise."
"Have you come to kill me?
"Yes. I will kill you and I will be a priest. That's why I came all the way here."
"Right. Then it's quick."
I sprint with a dagger like a poke at his surprise.
But after a moment of confusion about it, he gets drastically lagged behind.
"Whoa, is that unintentional? A lot of pity."
"I don't think you're more sorry for trying to trick me into imitating Zahr."
"... better not give that name up easily in front of me"
Graham certainly doesn't seem to like the name Zahr, which distorts his face.
Then, at the next moment, he pointed his finger at me as if he was passionate.
"Why am I a lower class than such a traitor! I said I've done more than he did!
"... you know. You came here to tell me about that stupidity?
"Shut up, I'll shut your mouth now!
Graham takes something like a thorny mace out of his nostrils and swings it straight down over my head.
But every single one of those moves was easy, such as slowing down somewhere and turning to that mace noodle attack.
I can see him at the neck, inch him, and urge him to surrender.
"... Drop your weapon, now I'll miss you"
"Ha, sweet things"
He keeps his neck on my dagger and keeps moving forward.
Naturally, I even remember the madness as I plunge into my neck, but I don't mind coming straight ahead.
"To this extent, I think I can stop my ambitions!
"... ugh!
I'm in his momentum for a moment, pointing the tip of my sword in another direction.
They poke me in the face, and Mace slips into my flank.
And because of that shock, an unspeakable voice is thrown out of my mouth.
And then my body hits a nearby tree, and blood pops out of my mouth.
That's when you saw me, and Lise jumped out of the house.
"Brother!
"Lise, you can't come!
Faster than my words arrive, Graham turns to Lise and waves down the mace.
And at the same time that it made a heavy noise, blood splashes.
Old lady's, blood.
"... Huh?
"... you can't. If you're my brother, protect my sister."
"... auntie,...?
For a moment, it seemed as if the time had stopped.
His mace, indeed, is plunging into her body.
Besides, the thorns on that mace have plunged into the place of her heart.
I'm sure it's instant death.
I get up, put a cut on the back of my hand.
That's when the bleeding starts to pass on to my right hand fist, and I cure it.
"... Graham, was it?
"Chip, get out of my way. Baba...!
When I make sure he doesn't get my word, I move straight to him at a tremendous speed and slap my fist into his right cheek.
That's when the sound of the bones in his face that would have broken rang under the dry sky.
"Ki, you! Never again have I been surprised...!
"I don't know if there's any surprises or shit in the battle."
"Well, then...!
Graham laughs niggardly and brings Mace closer to Lise's neck.
And this is what I said with a humble grin.
"Don't move, okay? Hehe, it's your fault you're such a coward!
"Right. Then I'm not going to move another step."
"Heh, it's obvious! Don't move...!
He moves forward with his steps towards me.
But on the way, he stops walking.
"... hey, what's this? My chest, it hurts......!
"I partially cured your blood. When the dagger sticks in your neck."
The hardened blood must have reached his heart.
Keep him down on the ground, he stopped moving.
I wipe away the blood on my dagger with a cloth, and then I run over to the old lady.
"Granny! Because I will heal my injuries now!
I take the bandage and gauze out of my inner pocket, but she lays her hands on my hand and looks at me as if "stop".
"... I've lived long enough. Scott, you don't give a shit about this old age, either, you live as you please."
"... auntie, honey"
"Ha, it doesn't change that you're a crybaby... Why don't you brush your teeth every day and stay up late? Why don't you take care of Cyan?
"... eh"
I keep crying like I'm in her hands.
She wouldn't turn me down like that, she'd give me a head.
After a while, her arm falls zero out of my head.
I wipe my tears with my sleeves, then stand up and turn to Lise.
"... let's go. I don't need you here anymore."
"... Yes"
I'll gently close her eyes after I let her body lie in the house.
Walk into the woods as you get up and kill emotions that make you want to turn around.
And after a while of walking, the view of the light and snow jumped into our eyes.