Vermillion

In the middle of the night, Kay woke up because of the noise outside the carriage.

Polly polly, and a rainy sound under the guise of. Wow, I can hear the men eventually. but it wasn't something that made me nervous. It also sounded poisonous, but I don't know the details because it is the language of the people of the snowfield.

"…………."

Kay's stiffness, in the same blanket, Irene, who was round like a cat, opens her eyes softly.

"... what the hell?"

"Yeah, sorry I woke you up."

To Eileen in her sleeping eye, Kay whispering back.

"Enemy? Isn't it? … rain."

"Sounds like you're making a scene, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Mmm... I'm saying," If you can't cover your front, you can't use the product. "

"Oh......"

Shoulder shrugging Kay. I was more worried about tomorrow's journey than that, while also realizing that I had a mean self who laughed spirally about it.

"Stop..."

"Nah."

Half giving up mixed Kay, Irene gaveling as she guesses it. It gets a little cold tonight because of the humidity.

"Night, Eileen."

"Good night, Kay"

Kays leaned against each other in the blanket and fell asleep again.

…………

On the other side of the carrier, which separated the crate, Randall, who was standing ear to ear, also quietly closed his eyes and began to sleep.

†††

Even at dawn, the rain continues to fall.

The rain legs are weaker than they were at the beginning of the descent, but I never felt any sign of stopping. Face to face from the front of the carriage and see what's going on around, the caravan faces are evacuated to the carriage or they seem to have gone to the village for a rainfall, and few people are out there. However, some of the horses became wet rats under the trees because they could not find a destination to go to.

"Kay was right."

Randall lifts the edge of his mouth and turns his grin toward me like a loose end.

"…… sort of. But you'll keep coming down until after noon."

Kay sighs looking up at the gray sky. There are no shards such as the joy of making the forecast meditate. If you think about going through this rain, even getting out of the carriage is a hundred million hijacks.

"... Yikes"

But I can't go forever wrapping a tube around it, so I weaved a cape of skin, and Kay never jumped off the carrier with his will.

Mud bouncing at your feet if you do, rain grains that can hit the hood and bounce. Whether the soil was poorly drained or the ground in the camp was soaked and guzzled. Eileen, who then descended, is wiping her cheeks with the sleeves of her clothes as if she had too much momentum or the muddy water jumped to her face.

Sasquatch, who was lenient in a simple tent next to the carriage, said, "Are you going out in this weather?" He looks surprised, but reality is heartless. "Give it up," Kay shook his head to show him, and a puffy, eating grass fell off the edge of Sasquatch's mouth.

As a matter of fact, it's about eighty days since we descended into this world, but today is the first time the Kays have acted in the rain. Rain had been experienced more than once in the Principality, but I did not intend to go away aggressively on such days. At best, something like hooking up a raincoat replacement cape and walking a little outside.

In preparation for this journey, the boots and cape are new to those that are highly waterproof. Kay looked up at the sky once now, wondering how far that would work.

"It's raining. Kay was right."

And Piotr walked in from the village. Apparently he was staying at a house he knew. It is woven with a loose skin coat on top of a set of regular armor, and it goes hand in hand with carrying a round shield on its back, which makes it look like a big turtle.

"Morning, Piotr. It's depressing."

"Morning. Rain is really rare. It's good for people for water."

Piotr shrugs her shoulders like she's in trouble.

After a light breakfast, the four of them began to prepare to leave. Faces that were staying in the village are also gathering continuously. In it, Kay saw the example slave woman. I was walking to be dragged down in a drag, but at least I'm alive.

…………

"Kay, pull that rope over there."

"Mm-hmm."

Called back by Randall's voice, Kay focuses her consciousness on a movement that takes her gaze off the woman and hands down the rope. Collect the front that was hooked to the tree by the two of us and fold it, being careful not to touch the ground.

When cleaning up the simple tent, Sasuke wasted a lot of time saying he didn't want to get wet, but the other horses, including Suzuka, didn't care and went out, so he was reluctantly following suit.

"... don't look at me like that, I'll stop by the end of the day."

Wet and somewhere flashy looking sasquatch. Pompung and Kay, who gently slapped that neck muscle and gave her comfort, gained momentum and climbed onto the saddle.

"Be careful."

"Thanks Irene, I'll see you later"

Kay leaves one foot ahead with Piotr as he is dropped off by Eileen waving a flickering handkerchief.

As he walked out of the caravan circle and passed beside the dirt walls of the village, he heard the sound of a drum that sounded like Don, Don, and.

"What is it? This is."

Inside the walls, it is echoing from the village. Plus a faint singing voice and a bell sound.

"It rained, so I guess we're celebrating. A little festival."

Show the sky with the spear on your right, Piotr explains.

"I thank the earth, the Spirit of the sky, and the Spirit of my ancestors. That's what the people of the snowfield do."

"... to the point of becoming"

Nodded Kay, once now, saw the wall separating the village from the outside world.

Dodon, Dodon and the drum that engraves a unique rhythm. The singing is gradually louder and people can hear the dancing footsteps. Fun kids laughing, I can't see them, but it looks like a happy face in my eyes.

You know they appreciate nature, too.

Kay thought so. Since visiting the northern lands, the image of the people of the snowfields was deteriorating overall - but for the first time, it was such a moment that they felt just a little familiar.

Turn your gaze forward. Because of the rain that keeps falling, the vision is white and the sumptuous enemies are unattainable.

However, if you can feel like this, it might not have been a bad idea.

Kay smiled small as she connected her arrow to "Dragon Scale Through (Dragon Stinger)".

†††

but by the time it was past enough, I was in such a bloated mood and so on.

Again, no rain. Even if it is natural to have poor vision, the occasional rain grains dripping from the hood to the face should not become depressing. If the droplets get into your eyes, that's the only way to sharpen your concentration, or if you wear the hood too deep, even the bad vision narrows even further.

Also, the new cape was unfortunately showing its waterproof properties, but the water was still staining through the gaps in leather armor. I can't wait to get twitchy and damp, especially from neck to chest. Makes me want to pull out my skin clothes asexually.

Meanwhile, Sasquatch, who was initially under low tension, apparently reopened after a while of running, and now his footsteps were jumping up the mud lightly. Yes, not just go over the cobblestone-paved streets, but the Kays run around the uneven as scouts. The bouncing mud is terrible because of it - Kay stopped worrying about boots and cape hems early.

Are you okay, Kay?

He sensed Kay's unfamiliar atmosphere, and Piotr calls out to him.

"Yeah, I don't know."

"Right. Follow me. Sometimes when you get into mud, you can't move."

"Okay, thank you"

Sneak at the reins while being guided by Piotr. The lukewarmity of this hand is dangerous, the water reservoir of that color is fine, and so on, I proceed with caution while teaching my know-how. Fortunately, Kay also has good eyes, so I quickly became able to distinguish between dangerous muggings and those that aren't.

"Don't get cold."

I don't care who you tell. I'll take one. Due to cloudy skies and rain, it's strangely cold in summer habits. In summer, albeit in late summer, when autumn is approaching, temperatures nevertheless seem to be quite low compared to the Principality.

(In summer this would look more harsh in winter......)

One more month - no, a few weeks, I might not even have been able to step into the northern earth if my journey had been delayed.

If you catch a cold, it's important.

There is a benefit of 'physical strengthening', but that does not guarantee absolute health. Looking back, I can see a group of caravans of caravans moving slowly far rearward. Kay got a little worried thinking about Eileen, who would be hit by the rain just like herself in that.

- Around that time, Eileen was well aboard Randall's carriage to avoid a rainstorm, but Kay had no reason to know.

"Kay, over there next."

Copy that.

Eye gazing. At the tip of the curtains of the rain grains that are white and sumptuous and visible - so as to see through the depressing bushes.

It's dim in the wood. Water droplets dripping through the branches engrave a different rhythm than the rain noise outside. and. The sound of water staining the soft soil. A quiet space, filled with breezes, bouncing rain grains and countless temples.

It's like, it's another world - peaceful, relaxing passage of time.

Armed with bows and armor, he felt a terrible distortion in himself, peering into the presence of his enemies.

(wonder what lies ahead......)

Second, such thoughts come and go. Something I didn't really want to think about. What awaits you at the end of this journey?

Kay thinks there's nothing there.

As far as Wolvern's library looked, even in the fantastic 'here' world, the 'Demon Forest' was heterogeneous. Also, the legend told in conjunction with that forest - the story of the Gentiles emerging from the fog is too much in line with the Kays' circumstances. There was certainty that there would be something to see if I went.

That's why I'm scared.

What will Eileen do if 'something' turns out to be? If she finds out she can go home, does she still choose to stay here?

Are you going to choose...

To think back, it's been so far. Early after coming to 'this one' first, she was poisoned by poison arrows and hung to death. Since then, they have been attacked by the people of the meadows and encountered by the Great Bear (Grandurus). Even after stepping into the northern earth, sleep has been attacked in rural villages and now even threatened by horse thieves in this way.

The earth was never the kind of world we could call paradise either, but still, if she returned to everyday life, it would be there, peaceful, rich, convenient -.

- Fulfilling, is there any reason for her to stay in 'here'?

When she asks herself that, Kay gets stuck in words.

To be honest, Kay wants to be with Eileen the whole time. Her presence no longer accounts for the majority of Kay. Sometimes we would have been close. He would have been the only man in his hometown since he came to "this one". They're attracted to each other, and now they're lovers. I don't even want to imagine living without her.

Still, if.

If she says, "I'm going home," then I...

…………

and strength in the hand that holds the reins.

"Kay, what's wrong?

"No, it's nothing"

Piotr asks, but he shakes his head and answers.

"... I don't want to"

When I'm being hit by cold rain like this, my thoughts drag me to the darker side. Over the leather helmet, tap on the temples. As if trying to kick out a bad idea.

…………

Yes, it's nothing, I groaned.

Oh, and the rain of the horizontal giraffe hits Kay.

Originally, worrying doesn't make so much sense.

Will it remain in this world, or will it return? That's up to Eileen herself to decide, and it's up to Eileen herself to decide whether she's happy or not.

Sure, it's easy to say a word "stay with me" and put a wedge in her heart. Or maybe there's a man in the world who says we should.

It's just - I knew Kay would think it was something different.

It was something I thought about on a daily basis before this journey began. I thought it would be arrogant to expect you to stay with me, lying about leaving it to her free will. Until now, I had stopped thinking that I had no choice but to think so.

Just not now. Throughout this trip, Kay's mind also changed.

Why am I here? Given that, there is only one answer.

Because of love.

For Eileen's sake, I wanted to do what I could. And if you look back closely at that thought, there's something you can see every second.

I still want Irene to be happy. I want you to laugh without giving in, as you have come to this world and been saved. For that matter, I can do anything. My heart screams, "I'll do anything."

That's why...

If, at the end of the journey, an answer is found.

And on top of that, if she really wants to go back to her original world.

Let's laugh and drop him off.

Kay was quietly prepared.

(... Well, I don't know what's gonna happen in the earthen)

I laugh unintentionally. Because I could easily imagine myself crying, "Don't go."

However, whatever it is, Irene's desire to be happy is genuine. Therefore came all the way to the land of the north. Kay switches her mind that she can put her chest up a little bit.

No heart, or it's getting brighter in front of me.

No, it's not due to the illusion of your eyes or a change of heart. A slice of cloud ahead, far beyond. There was a slight blue sky peeking.

Did you call it the "angel ladder" - the sun is falling on several lines? And Kay noticed the rainbow light that crept up there.

"Hey, this is"

Piotr, who was moving forward, raised his spear and looked back with a childish grin.

"Kay. A rainbow."

"… Sounds like…"

Poop, Kay answers with a missing face in between. Seeing a rainbow with the naked eye was actually the first time in over a decade. Was the last time I saw it - from the hospital window, when I looked out?

Soon, the rain is falling. Speaking of which, it was easy for rainbows to come out on a day like this, Kay remembered. The eagle's better double-eyed mirrors the seven-colored gradient. Much brighter in color than I remember when I was young.

"Kay, is this your first time seeing a rainbow?

Piotr asks funny because Kay is so grumpy.

"... No, not the first time. It's been a long time."

Kay, who returned to me, smiled a little shy and glanced back at the rainbow again.

"…… Beautiful."

In the Principality, it was often held indoors on rainy days. I used to spend a lot of time in the city, and I didn't get the chance to see a rainbow.

Wouldn't it be a bad idea to walk on a rainy day? I thought so.

"…………."

But at the edge of his sight, Kay speaks up feeling a small discomfort.

- Black dots.

It was a bird. One black bird is slowly swirling over the sky. The shape, the color of the wet darkness - the raven.

A faint sensation runs like burning to the neck muscle.

As Kay watched, the rapidly descending raven disappeared into the forward tree to be sucked in as it was.

Dark wooded trees like little woods with depressions and bushes.

"... Kay? What's wrong? What's wrong?

…………

Watch.

My distance is about fifty meters. Even Kay's eyes don't catch anything suspicious.

I just wonder what.

Feel the starchy air.

Kay was silent and pulled a single arrow out of the arrow barrel. Lead to "Dragon Scale Through" and set up. Squeeze and aim, of course, at the forward tree stand. Pretending, I felt signs of upset - I felt it.

Release. Pleasant sound. Silver flashes arc, sucked into the trees...

The wooden darkness was overwhelmed by the momentum that even made the sound illusory.

"Become"

Kay opens her eyes.

Dozens of eyes.

exposed to that gaze.

Impersonation, cover-up, and perception inhibition. I realize that I 'tore' such a kind of procedure myself, and my whole body grows gross.

And the next moment,

Vvvvvvvn;

Sounds like whirring the wood base all at once.

A silver light popped out of the tree. That number, even if quoted less, is fifty.

A bunch of inorganic arrows made noises that made my spine colder, as if it were a heavy rainfall of beatings.

"Ah, ah...!

With his shield on his heels, Piotr raises his voice like despair. Too many. Not very much, but inevitable -

"Sheev!!

Kay screamed regardless.

[Arto, Zetsu!!]

Sasquatch forehead. As the Talisman is crushed and scattered, the green wind blows.

Zuchu, make a noise with Dotun and an arrow pokes around you. But one bottle won't hurt the Kays. It was pushed away by an unnatural wind and missed.

The giggle of a girly girl who crinkles, sounds faint...

"Ke, kay......"

"We're going back!!

I don't know what happened, Piotr striking and trembling in such a way, Kay screaming to scold. Sasquatch, who raises his nose and rushes out to the caravan, Ha and Piotr, who returns to me, also whips him on the ride and follows him.

The roar rose behind my back. In retrospect, a group of horseback riders who continuously emerge from the wooden trees.

Brown furry horses, the men across wear leather armor and a small composite bow in their hands.

No doubt about it.

Enemy attack! Enemy attack!

Piotr screams in his voice.

On a violently swinging horse, Kay pulls an arrow through the arrow barrel and releases it.

Biiiiiiiii and a sharp sound ripped the gray sky apart.