"Master Zahariash seems to be losing sight of his surroundings. At first, I was only targeting Shermelhorn...... I was pushing it pretty well and it was dominant, but it seemed like Master Zahariash was the limit to being able to keep himself. It's only a matter of time before Shermelhorn sees the gap."
Wow, that sure sucks. The Demon King is out of control too... looking out of the junction, Mr. Kron should have flushed it with water earlier and it's already swarming. Beast-shaped demons or bird-shaped demons. All sorts of demons, from large to small, lose their eyes.... Likewise, I wonder if the Demon King is losing the light of his eyes. When I thought so, I got scared and shook up unexpectedly.
"... Meg. And listen up, everybody."
I felt the strength of Mr. Gill's arms holding me strengthened for a moment. Anxiety spreads across my chest feeling as if I had decided to be prepared for something.
"Until the leader (Don) arrives, I'll deal with Shermelhorn."
"... that's the only way, hey"
"Yep...... sorry. If I were stronger..."
Mr. Gill is very strong. I'm sure he's stronger than anyone else in this room right now. I know that very well. So it's best for Mr. Gill to fight. But then...
"Meg. I'm sorry. I've been on your side for a long time and I was going to protect you. But when this happens, someone has to stop Shermelhorn or the Demon King."
Yeah, yeah, I get it. I know exactly what you mean, Mr. Gill!
"It's hard to get you out of here safely, surrounded by demons and chased by Shermelhorn. This is the safest place for you right now."
Yeah, I get it. So, Mr. Gill.
"Away from you, forgive me for going to battle. I promise I will protect this place."
Mr. Gill gripping his fist with a gill. Don't look like that. Really, because I know.
"Aye.... I was counting on you. Gil, take care of yourself, will you?
"Huh... oh. Thanks."
Hands that stroke my head are kinder than usual. I'm really anxious. Will Mr. Gill get hurt worse than he just did? Will you come back safely?
But all I can do is believe and wait. Then we just follow the instructions so we don't pull our legs. I can't even do that, because I don't want to imitate pity! I won't cry. I won't cry!
"... let me leave the demon. I hope Master Zahariash doesn't attack us..."
"Then I'll be on Meg's side. I may not count on you, but be patient, Meg."
"Yeah! I was reliable. Thank you, Nika!
Mr. Kron named Mr. Gill's support and Mr. Nica my escort. You really have to thank me, don't you? I also know that Nica dares to behave brightly so that I don't feel darker.
"Because we are too.... I'm sorry. It's my business. But we can't go against her."
"I don't mind. I didn't think you'd make it any better. Rather, I am grateful"
Mara spoke to me when I was listening a little further away. Oh, well, there's a curse in the name of the sheikh's order, isn't there?
"... after that, please"
That's all Mr. Gill said, he took his new clothes out of the subspace and put them through his sassy sleeves. Combat clothes, you're worn out. It's a simple black long t-shirt, so it doesn't seem as defensive as it was before, but it doesn't look like it's just clothes. Because it's Mr. Gill.
Then I turn my attention to this one time only, Mr. Gill walking straight to the border of the junction with the sword that is my specialty. Following that, Mr. Kron is also an unmistakable step.
"You don't have to bother to rebuild the line to get from the inside out."
Nica shrugged like that when she saw the two of them trying to get out of there really well. I see... maybe to save me the trouble of retightening it.
One step, the moment Mr. Gill put his foot outside the junction. The demons who waited around moved in unison. Ugh! Scary! But it's extra scary that you're turning away! We have to keep an eye on it. I don't know if Mr. Gill's safe!
My anxiety was unnecessary.
Mr. Gill, with his hips low and his stomach set, pulled the knife straight out. That's all the movement scattered shadows around the area, and of course all the demons that came at Mr. Gill's radius of a few meters were blown away. Shh, wow......!
I hold a knife in my right hand and feel like an indescribable temper from my appearance afterwards standing in nature. I don't know if it's even an invisible aura...... if it moves at all, it'll be cut, I had that feeling. Of course we're in a position to be protected, so there's no sense of crisis... the demons we confront won't feel alive.
"As always, you're an amazing man. Gil is. Look closely, it's Meg. That's the Ortus Number Two guy."
"Number, two..."
You mean your father's next strongest, right? Honestly if you try from me, I don't know how awesome it is because everyone is awesome...
But the only thing I knew was that if Mr. Gill didn't make it through this, we'd be done.
"... I'm here"
Gaze into Mr. Mara's voice. I guess I could also see Mr. Gill staring ahead. Windy on himself, demons can't even come close. Shermelhorn, coming straight at me, could see clearly in my eyes.
"Nonsense."
Shermelhorn muttered like that with a nasty bottom of his heart. Crap......? I wonder what crap is.
"I'm no longer going to tell you to bring the child over."
"... what do you mean?"
Mr. Gill seemed more alert to Shermelhorn's words, which seemed surprising. He is in a position to pull a knife at any time with his body diagonally pointed.
"Let them choose for themselves. Then don't complain."
"What, you say?
Himself? I wonder if you're going to let me choose. I don't know, the answer is definitive. But I'm kind of anxious to see how I can afford that. Mr. Nica gave me a sassy back cover. Ugh, thanks!
"Hi Elf Meg!
"Ha! No! Meg!"
Mr. Mara rushed toward me like she was in a panic. But it was probably a little late.
Because? The moment Shermelhorn called me 'High Elf Meg', my body was stiff and I couldn't move.
"Come here. Chieftain's orders (...)."
"Become...!?
Chieftain's order. That was a curse word. I can no longer move my body freely. On the contrary, I don't like it, but I don't want to go, but my foot steps toward Shermelhorn on its own. I can't even speak.
"Let me!
Mr. Nica hastily held me in and stopped me from walking. I try to get to her, but she's a young girl. It is a wasted scratch. Mr. Nica! Please stop me like this!
But my wish was to be crushed again by a word of Shermelhorn.
"O inhabitants of the town of High Elves.... suppress what inhibits children's walk. Chieftain's orders."