What awaits at the end of this road is (5)
For a monster to change its form, it needs blood obtained by human hands.
That's why Oslo had no choice but to take action himself because there was no one to instigate it.
Oslo's eyes twitched.
He smiled brightly as he looked at the frozen figure, unable to even breathe.
"Thank you for teaching me something really good. Thank you."
As I said that and made a move to turn around, Oslo hastily stretched out his arm through the gap in the bars.
"Yes, wait a minute! Wait a minute!"
The tips of his dirty fingers stopped in midair without even touching the hem of my dress. Before I knew it, Chevio had come closer and grabbed Oslo's wrist.
"Ugh! Ah... it hurts! It hurts!"
Even though Oslo screamed as if he was going to be torn apart, the guards only glanced up.
Chevio, who had been glaring at Oslo with a fierce gaze, let go of his wrist as if throwing it away.
"Don't touch it carelessly. If you don't want it to get cut."
"Hey, you crazy bastard! How dare a knight lay a hand on the Prince!"
"You still don't get the point? You're not a Prince, you're a sinner."
Oslo flinched at the murderous, hushed voice.
In the end, he, who had been going at it so hard, shot me a wall full of evil.
"If you go back like this, you'll definitely regret it. That's not all I know."
"Is that so? What do you know?"
"The monster's purpose is to throw the world into chaos!"
"Haa... You really are saying such stupid things. Then do you think monsters want world peace?"
If the monster's purpose was to cause chaos in the world, then it would explain why it approached Oslo.
Since becoming Emperor, Oslo had been dreaming of a war of conquest.
"If you don't want to die, you'll have to come up with much more important information than that."
Oslo rolled his eyes and frantically turned his head, but he couldn't get anything out of his mouth.
'Does this guy also know nothing about monsters?'
I turned towards Chevio, hiding my disappointment.
"Your will to live is weaker than I thought. Let's go back, brother."
"Oh, that's right! Remember!"
My body stopped abruptly. I slowly turned my head so as not to look impatient and asked.
"What does that mean?"
"I'm talking about demons! They can steal a person's appearance, but they can't steal their memories!"
"..."
When I came across Vivi in that form, the demon lowered its gaze and spoke politely.
Just like a typical maid.
'Has Vivi ever been respectful to me?'
Never. Didn't she even look into my eyes to see if I had regained my sight?
It was proof that the monster couldn't absorb Vivi's memories. That's why it did as someone told it.
If so, we could use this information to distinguish between monsters. We only had to check their memories.
"It's okay.'
I barely suppressed my excitement and put on a calm expression.
"Well, yeah, this is pretty important information."
"Then you'll tell my Father, right? You'll save me, right?"
"No."
"...What?"
"It was a lie."
As I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly. Oslo's expression became blank. He blinked and then asked b elatedly.
"That, that's a lie? You deceived me?"
Looking at Oslo's face, which was dyed in shock, I suddenly felt strange.
It was ridiculous that Sierra and Oslo acted like the sky was falling when I fooled them.
They have completely deceived me.
"You tried to kill me. Why would I try to save you?"
Isn't it strange that you trust me in the first place?
"Brother, let's go."
"...Ah, no! Don't go!"
Oslo cried and tried to grab me somehow, but was only able to grab onto empty air as Chevio quickly hugged me.
"Can't you stop right now? Come back! I told you to come back!"
Drool dripped from his mouth, which was wide open in screaming.
Now he really sounds like a crazy person. I thought calmly as I came down from the spire.
And as soon as I got into the carriage, I grabbed Chevio's hand tightly.
"Did you hear, brother? He says that even if a monster changes its form, it can't know a person's memories. If you use this, you'll be able to distinguish between monsters."
"So I thought about it, let's make a password and check it every time His Majesty's guards change shifts. If they can't say the password correctly, they're a monster."
"Huh? Oh, yeah..."
Chevio's expression became strange at the lukewarm answer.
"Why is your expression like that? Didn't you figure out a way to distinguish between monsters for His Majesty's safety?"
"That's... I don't think the monster will target His Majesty again."
Anyway, the devil's plan to put Oslo on the throne went down the drain.
It hasn't even been able to transform into the Emperor, and Oslo is facing execution.
So, they must have already changed their plans. The stage will most likely be the Great Rift.
Prolonging the Great Rift as long as possible is also a way to throw the world into chaos.
"Probably the key figures among those who participated in the Great Rift. They are likely to be targeted."
"Hmm. It would be a perfect environment for a monster to steal human form."
"That's right, soon enough, blood from other people will flow like a river there."
Chevio's face became serious.
"The place where we need to learn how to distinguish between monsters right away is not the palace, but the battlefield."
***
Since then, I have devoted myself to my work in the future.
Fortunately, the third Great Rift Future seemed to be able to be sent to the battlefield before the war began, thanks to Hugh's quick hands.
As soldiers leave each territory due to the war and the future of the small rift progresses, more places are looking for mercenaries.
Kjer dispatched mercenaries to each territory to fill the vacant positions of soldiers. He also actively recruited mercenaries and expanded the size of the guild nationwide.
In this process, the role of the top of the golden tree was great.
In areas beyond the reach of Kjer, the point at the top of the Golden Tree served as a base for mercenaries.
This was the method that Erica had suggested first. Instead, she asked for the bodyguards to be hired at half price from above.
Even without my help, Erica had a chance to meet Kjer on her own. I still feel like she stutters in front of Kjer, but... Well, that will get better.
It was only after about a month that I was able to have the bandage on my shoulder removed.
Rahon, who had been seriously examining the situation, grabbed my hand.
"Pull your hand. A little more. How is it? Does it hurt?"
"No, I just feel a little sore."
"Turn it slowly."
I let go of his hand and carefully moved my shoulder.
It felt like something was creaking, but it turned.
"Are you okay?"
"Ah... I think it's okay."
For me, who had been living with my arms glued to my sides for a month, this alone felt like flying. Rahon snickered as he watched me squirm.
"Is it that good?"
"You don't know, Rahon. How cool you are right now."
"Now apply this. It's an ointment that helps get rid of sears."
The stitches were removed a week ago. The wound, which had been sore until then, has since healed considerably.
"I think it's okay if I don't apply it?"
"Are you kidding me? If I say so, then apply it."
"Yes."
I like it because it's a sign of someone risking their life to save someone, but Rahon doesn't seem to like that.
I quietly received the ointment, pushed aside by the glaring gaze.
"Thank you, I will use it well."
Rahon put the medical tools into his bag with a blunt expression.
"I'll leave around lunchtime."
"Where to?"
"Where is it? It's a war zone."
"Uh..."
A dumb sound escaped from my lips.
I see. Rahon also has to go to the battlefield.
Why didn't I think of that?
I guess I completely forgot about Rahon because it became so natural to have him by my side.
"Wait a minute, does it make sense to say this today and leave today? Where is there a notice like this?"
"I should leave before it gets any colder. Take your medicine properly even when I'm not around. You know you have to eat regularly too. The medicine is poisonous, so if you don't eat, you'll get sick."
"My arm still hurts a little bit... If not today, tomorrow, or even a week later, then go..."
Rahon quietly covered my lips with his fingertips.
"Don't do that."
"..."
There was silence in the bedroom for a while. Rahon, who had been silently looking down at me, asked in a low voice.
"What is your wish?"
"..."
"Don't just ask for other people's wishes, tell me yours too."
"... I hope that Father, Ian, Kalit, and Rahon all return safely."
Rahon smiled affectionately.
"I'll do it."
Support Novellate!
Comments
Post a Comment