I look out the frightened door, ask around, make sure no one's around.
There's not enough magic for me right now. So if you run into someone here, I'm sure you can't protect her.
... Speaking of which, I forgot to ask.
"What's your name?
"I don't know. But there's a name when everyone calls me."
... Isn't that a name? and questions in my chest.
"'The Dead'. That's my name."
"... ugh."
When I hear that word, I feel something cold flowing down my spine.
Just because her right hand is swept up by a spell, that's all you do?
I gently opened her head with my left hand.
"'Ferres'"
"Huh?"
"... your name is Ferres. At least I don't want to call you dead."
"... why?
To her pure words, I turn away.
Ferres means' happiness' in the words of my world.
Maybe sending this name is rude to her in itself.
But... much better than the dead. I want to believe that.
"What's your brother's name?
"It's Lazareth."
"That's the name who gave me?
"... I don't know. Maybe it's one of my parents."
"Yes."
That's all she says, she walks away.
... I don't know what this act means to her.
"What's going on?
"No, it's nothing. Let's go."
"Yeah."
She nods and goes straight to the back.
When I rush to follow her like that, I feel someone's gaze behind my back and look back.
……
But there's nobody behind it, and all I can see is the bed I was connected to earlier.
I felt like I had left the place and walked along as she had guided me.
After a short walk, we hit the crossing.
This building is dark and not well visible, but is made of stone so footsteps are easy to pass through.
But on the contrary, the footsteps of those who come looking for us are easy to pass, so they are short and long.
Besides, at a time when no one was coming to confirm our footsteps, I could imagine if I had escaped or if the chaser hadn't come.
"... From here, I can see Forse"
In the direction she pointed, there was something like an empty window in the square.
I glance from there and I know the streets of Forse lit by the moonlight.
In brightly colored houses made of white or brown bricks, there is a large white tower in the distance.
And the cobblestone was also laid on the road, the moon illuminating the calm atmosphere of the city.
"The tower was a clock tower."
"... what was used is not used anymore?
"Yeah. Someone who was famous enough to possess the clock tower before I was born couldn't have children. He even thought about selling his watch stand rights, but nobody bought them because they cost maintenance or anything."
"It is."
... Nevertheless, I feel like it would be a waste to leave all that architecture intact.
But I don't want to put my roots down in this city, so I just walk at a glance.
Besides, I left Sophia here to be taken away, and I'm worried about Isel's people.
"... let's go. I can't stay here forever."
I take her hand and walk to the back.
That's when I stumbled upon something that just came out of the moonlight.
When you gaze at something of it, the moon just illuminates its appearance.
"Cook. Hey? Doesn't she look well enough?
"... Lynne"
"Come on, don't stare at me like that. This building is not part of our Sage Act. If you break it, Forse will take care of you."
Lynne walks over here laughing joyfully.
I can't use magic or swordsmanship against her like that, I can't fight it.
But she never got any hands on it, just walked over.
"What, I didn't come after you. I was walking and sprinkling at night, and I just happened to see you."
"... aren't you willing to fight?
"Hey, guys, fight here. If you break anything, what's the responsibility of the Wise Men's Law? I mean, we can't fight."
She turns away from her earlier expression and spits uncomfortably.
I put it down on one leg and now she takes a look like she saw something delightful.
"Ah? What are you, trying to bring the dead?
"Her name is Ferres. The dead are not names."
"Ahhh. I don't care, it's a substitute we can't handle, right? Are you guys gonna take care of this?
"... what? Are you worried about me?
"Come on, we're Orthodox people who love equality, right? Only the sweethearts are with us."
Words seem worried, but her eyes don't convey feelings like she's really worried.
Instead, he just seems interested in what we're gonna do.
"Well, I'll give you one piece of advice, sweetheart. You, I'm really lucky to see you."
"... what do you mean?
"I'm telling you, I'm not so proactive in killing you guys. Yeah, it's true I want to kill you."
"What do you want to say"
"What happens if I meet someone who wants to kill you?
That's all she says, she laughs and walks in the direction we came.
As I walked down the path she came from, I was suddenly called from behind.
"Oh, yeah, yeah. At least I think someone else knows you guys are on the run, right?
"... what's that?
"Ha, tell me. Barca."
She ends the words with her body hiding in darkness.
... but there was one thing I was sure of here.
The gaze I felt earlier wasn't my fault.
At least someone was looking at me.
So, who was watching?
Someone who can hide in the dark and observe without me finding him.
"... Nikolai!
I hurry to take her hand and rush.
"Ferres, I'm sorry! I'll run now, but I can follow you!?
"Come on."
"Oh my God! Ok!"
If it's Nikolai, it's very bad if he can hide in our shadows.
Maybe he's already lurking, but still, he's certainly safer than stopping here.
But that's how the foot that ran stops, too, looking at the one in front of him.
"... ugh."
In front of you, the soldiers of Forse block the way that dozens go.
And each of them took the sword and pointed it at this one.
"Surrender, adult! Or I'll cut off your neck here."
"... come on. Magic, you might still have it, huh?
I stick my left arm forward and threaten them.
But none of them would react, only my eyes were staring.
That's when one man stood in front, cracking the soldiers' crowd.
"Draw the sword. I'll take care of this one."
"... Forse the First King"
As he says, the soldiers around him lay their swords on their sheaths.
But my vigilance didn't melt at all, and I kept staring into his eyes.