Vermillion

Sergei's suggestion surprised me, but its sincerity was a light one: "Let's not dare go see The Devil's Forest".

A simple meal is behaved from Tatiana at the mansion, leaving the village with both Sergei Alexei names. They say the woods are located near the infinity, so it's a walk away. Spread the green meadow vertically.

"It's reckless to go into the woods now on a boulder."

Sergei, walking next to the Kays, says as he looks up at the sky.

At the end of August, the afternoon sun is gradually tilting. In a few hours, the book of the night will come down. If you just look out into the woods, you'll need a corner of a rabbit, and if you're going in, you'll need a lot of preparation - and the right kind of "readiness," Sergei said.

"Ready, huh?

I know you're ready, but preparation is. Will it require some equipment to step into the woods? "Through the dragon scale," Kay asked, wary of his surroundings.

Around the woods, herds of wolves and inexperienced beasts sometimes appeared, and they were unconscionable because they were, without exception, ferocious. Says the two-headed serpent. Says a sharp, one-horned pig. "Better than a monster as much as you can knock it down with a blade," Sergei said.

"Yes, get ready. Piles, ropes, chains…… etc."

"I know the rope, but what are piles and chains?

Eileen tilts her neck as she clasps her belt with a throwing knife at her fingertips.

"It would be a similar use to rope. The point is a tool to make sure you don't get lost...... maybe"

Sergei's answer is uncertain.

"What do you mean, maybe?"

"Nobody knows exactly what to do. In the first place, he doesn't bother stepping into the (...) woods of a (...). Fewer people come back alive."

Alexei, with the silver sword, let Eileen shrug her shoulders.

"Only one person who tried fifty years ago has been able to survive in the woods. And then we're all missing, too old for vague rhetoric."

"Heh. But there are times when you're reckless."

With this, Leo will be able to establish himself as the fourth faction in the current three-ways succession war.

To Eileen's words, both parents and children nodded together.

"It's our grandfather."

Kay and Irene look at each other. This parent has this child - but it was strangely persuasive.

"Is that it? But the grandfather is………"

Put your finger on your cheek and Irene tilts her neck again. My wife and my daughters were the only ones I was introduced to earlier, and I didn't see anyone who looked like my grandfather in the mansion.

"Yeah, I passed away when I was a kid."

Alexei, who guessed Eileen's question as soon as possible, answered.

"I was a big student, my dad was. He lived longer than his mother in the first place. We were having a drink together that day, but when I woke up the next day, I was dead sitting in a chair in the living room. Keep holding the cup with the booze in it, hey. At first I thought you were just asleep... I was surprised at that one. But, uh, it's not a bad way to die."

Sergei looks up at the sky and deepens his emotions as he strokes the lion's tense beard.

Speaking of which, I think Kay looks at his face. Alexei is definitely in his twenties. Sergei is in his early fifties. For the inhabitants of this world, they seem to have had children quite late.

No, - and Kay remembers. The history of the North and the Principality examined in Wolvern's library. On second thought, when Sergei was young, there must have been a conflict with the Principality. Or maybe at the time, he wasn't married yet. Behind his tense golden hair and mustache, Kay saw an elongated scar running into Sergei's face.

Was a man like this lion once throwing himself into a war?

"- Hmm?"

Kay feels uncomfortable at the edge of his sight, though he has thought and blurred in the past.

Far away, tie the focus.

- There's something here.

Words with arrows connected to "dragon scale through". I felt sudden but definite nervousness there and everyone turned away naturally.

"Where?"

Sergei runs a sharp gaze around him as he pulls out his protective knife.

"It's that wooden shade. It's still working."

To Kay's words, Sergei, who followed his gaze as it was - realizes that Kay's "wooden" is more than three hundred meters away.

"…… that's a long way off. Wolf?"

"I don't know. But I'm not a person. Too big."

With his left hand holding the arrow and bow, he builds a cylinder with his right hand and peeks in like a telescope. Techniques to block ambient light and make it easier to see far away. Then thumbs up and measure the distance to make sure the general sighting was right.

"... you have two meters. Low posture, might be a wolf...... but weren't the wolves of the northern earth surely gray and small?

"Well, I've never seen a big wolf like that before."

"That's creepy. I'm not sure who I am."

A lot of silence...

Kim, Alexei plays the sword with her fingers and makes a sound.

The Kays are in the wind and the distance is away, so they shouldn't have been caught up in 'The Beast' yet. Licking her lips, Kay puts her finger on the "dragon scale through" string.

"... try to intimidate me a little"

Do you mind? and turned his gaze, Sergei nodded.

"Try it."

Copy that.

Kay takes a kneeling stance, his dark hair blows through the meadows.

My distance, and this wind across the street - it's not easy to fly an arrow in the direction you're after.

But it's not even impossible for Kay.

If you stare, you can see.

Meadows in the wind - it's like a wave to beat.

It tells Kay how the air twirls.

The wind blew out again.

I see it.

Squeeze the strings in one breath.

Ka! and pleasant sounds.

The arrows released ride in the wind, drawing loose arcs.

On the target tree, it fell to be sucked in.

"He's out."

Immediately, a black shadow popping out of the tree.

Eye gazing. Would it be more than two meters long, a supple body, a black-haired four-legged beast resembling a cat?

"What are you... a tiger, huh? No, you're skinny for that. Is that a black leopard?

"I'm not sure. Is that a smaller tiger?

"I know it's a black beast………."

"I don't see it in the first place. Where are you going?

It doesn't seem like a hell of a monster to me, so everyone gets up and gazes at Kay. Sergei Alexei still seemed to be contoured, but Eileen doesn't even seem to know exactly where she is in the first place. Hands over my eyes, jumping pimply.

"Look, over there, Eileen"

"……… I can't see."

"Look at the tip of my finger"

Put your hands next to Eileen's face, Kay. I grabbed that arm, and Irene, with one eye closed, pushed her cheeks gooey, trying to see somehow,

"Oh, I ran away."

"Uh, seriously, I didn't see it in the end."

"Well, there's no other way."

"Which wood? There are a few of them."

"That's it, the third from the right..."

"First of all, which is the first one?"

Alexei, who stuck a sword on the ground to Kays, who began to flirt closely, looked terribly bored with the sword hanging. Sergei laughs at his son.

"Hey, you're young. It's okay to dairy each other, but the sun will go down."

When Sergei called out, Kay and Irene went away with the shittiness.

"Sorry."

"Nothing. I just wanted to know where you were."

Bad looking kay the bat and Irene complaining pussy. Gach, and Sergei, laughing once, saw the wooden one now,

"Are you sure you want to retrieve the arrows? You seem to be using a lot of good stuff."

"…… Right."

Kay, who is questioned, thinks first.

The hand-held arrows had been filled with a selection of good quality arrows, even among the arrows brought into the northern earth. Satina's Arrow Craftsman and Montanese Arrow. Sure, it's more trustworthy than those arrows there.

"No, fine. It's also a hassle to find. Besides, there may still be beasts around."

"Well, I guess so."

Sergei also nodded gently and flushed, and walked out again with him.

"... Nevertheless, he has good arms"

After a while, Sergei smiles wildly, looking back at Hiya and Kay.

"Thank you."

"And he has great eyes. Don't remind me of Dorgief's family."

Sergei is going to miss somewhere as he strokes the pattern of his hips short knife.

"Dolgif?"

It was the kind of name I heard somewhere, but I can't remember.

"It's one of the most powerful clans in the North."

Again, Alexei with the great sword on his shoulder.

"Willarf, Myasoedov, Nesterov, Zivag, Pasternak, Hitrovaux, Grivoade, Dolgif. That's the Eight Families who represent the people of the Snowfield."

Kay also remembers Alexei, who talks about it. It's definitely a name I saw several times when I was doing research in a library in the Principality.

"Our village is the genealogy of Nesterov under the forces of the northeast."

Sergei, who took over Alexei's words, shows his arm's strength all the time.

"We are as strong as a wolf, as a bull. By contrast, all Dolgif warriors have hawk-like eyes - like Kay."

Coming here, Kay realized Sergei's intentions.

"-" Enhanced vision "?"

"Huh. Dolgeef warriors are (...) proud to be special (...). Maybe we should hide those eyes when we see them. They are proud of their own eyes, if there are people of different ethnicities with the same eyes... they can't get through their eyeballs."

He was a luxuriously laughing Sergei after doing the trick of choosing with his fingers, but I'm almost lost in judging if it's a joke or if it's serious.

but that's important too, but Kay had another thing to worry about.

"Hey, you've decided to have a crest for each family member?

To Kay's casual question, "What?" and both Sergei Alexei's names solidified.

"…… Kay, that's like saying you can choose whatever you want."

Eileen's words on her hips were colorful.

Sergeys, who restarted on that voice, face to face.

"No way...... in Kay's hometown, you could have chosen?

"Oh,... yeah. Sort of."

I regret that it was a frivolous question, or I didn't have to ask it in the first place, but it's already too late. Kay agreed casually.

"... what's going on with your hometown?"

"Well then, it is only natural that even a different people like Kay would benefit from the crest..."

Sergei mourns, Alexei is convinced.

Either way, it seemed shocking that the secrets we had pulsationally inherited were all-you-can-choose. They both look confused somewhere.

"In Kay's hometown, how do you get the crest?"

direct balloon. Sergei's question, which was then released, was probably a terribly specific one that I had dared to avoid until now.

Alexei raised her voice slightly to blame for "Father……" but Kay replies no matter.

"In my home town, there was a bunch of magicians called" Elders. "Only those who reached the mountain and broke through certain trials were given a crest corresponding to the trials"

"... I see you're no different from the rest of us around here. You have a proper trial....... then, well, ok!

Arm up, um nodding Sergei.

…………

I couldn't tell Kay that I had lost difficulty with billing items, even when my mouth was torn. You wouldn't understand what I said in the first place - no, they might even accept that you gave them a bribe. Either way, keep your mouth shut so you don't wear out any more.

Eileen looked at Kay with a smile, as if she were a little confused.

"... well, I was just carving a good crest into it, and it's personal training to say things at the end"

Looking straight at Kay, Sergei says.

"Kay's bow is also a gift of training."

"…… Yes, it is."

Although it was the first world (VRMMO) - the experience and training there is certainly breathing in Kay. A privileged environment, a privileged body (avatar), and a privileged crest. On the basis of all this, I also felt too sorry for the people of this world to call what I had accumulated 'hard work'.

But - that's all I have to say.

Kay smiled.

but the next moment Sergei mentioned something unexpected.

"What do you say, Kay? When it's over, don't you live in our village?

"What?"

"Huh?"

Kay raising his dumb voice, and Alexei.

"Kay will stay here anyway, won't he? If you haven't decided where to go, our village isn't bad. Winters are often (...) less (...) cold, but there is plenty of food. The beast of the woods would rather only be a prey for Kay. They welcome strong warriors."

To Sergei's words, Kay could not answer.

What's to come...

Although I vaguely thought that if I could become a hunter and get daily food or protect people from dangerous beasts.

But - where and how.

Such specifics were realized that I had not thought about them at all.

…………

Unexpectedly silent, Kay.

And next to that, Irene watches Kay in silence.

"... Sorry, I don't know a bit right now. But."

Clear skies, blue meadows, woods at their ends, mountains beyond sight.

Looking over, Kay turned a quiet look at Sergei and smiled.

"If you can't find a way to go - can you do me a favor?"

"I don't mind. I just want to ask you to do this."

"... yeah, that's right. Kay would be nice."

Sergei smiles with a broken face, Alexei laughs with her arms around her like she's reopened.

- But you're a little bad at cold.

Laughing, Kay thought of that. But what was in my heart was a hint of warmth.

Eileen glared at Kay, who was slapped on the shoulder by the two men.

"Whoa, I can see you."

and, at that time, Sergei points forward.

Watch.

Kay's eyes captured the beauty of the depressed, lush woods on the far side.

Huge, and black coniferous forest.

Despite the fact that the sun is still high, we can't look behind it -

"That's it,"

Sergei's voice seeps into a faint, awe-inspiring color.

- That's the Devil's Forest.