AN: The story ainât progressing even after I wrote twelve thousand wordsâŠâŠ
He didnât understand.
Was he an enemy? Was there really no middle ground to talk with each other?
He didnât understand.
Were Moanaâs words the truth? Was justice really on her side?
He didnât understand.
Was it the correct thing to do, to cut down an existence with its own will while he was still not really understanding anything like this?
He didnât understand.
They were the enemy seeing how they came attacking. Enemy should be defeated. That decision should be correct. âŠâŠWas it really?
He didnât understand.
He should believe Moana and her people. âŠâŠShould he really?
He didnât understand.
Was his judgment really righteous? Was what he believed in correct? Was there something that he failed to notice? Was he averting his eyes from what he should see? Was there anything that he misread? Was he really not thinking conveniently?
He didnât understand. He didnât understand. He didnât understand.
ăHah, just a coward-ă
Those thoughts rushed inside Kouki head for a moment in circles. A sneering voice that seemed to see through that caused Kouki to return to his senses in surprise.
When he noticed, brutal claws were approaching before his eyes.
ă-!ă
ăNuhă
Even when he was taken by surprise, the piled up experience and the greatest specs moved his body by itself. The holy sword that sprang up with a terrific speed shifted Nieblaâs claws upward.
Seeing his attack averted so easily caused Niebla to leak out a voice of shock. He could never imagine that a trembling young man with pale expression and ragged breathing from fear would be able to show a reaction this agile even in his wildest dream.
Although, Nieblaâs agitation only lasted a moment. The instant he passed Kouki by, he swung the miasma claws. He used his own body as camouflage to make the miasma claws attacked from Koukiâs blind spot.
But, what resounded wasnât a scream of death agony or the graphic sound of flesh getting torn apart.
*shaaan* A single clear sound of scraping metals that didnât suit the battlefield. It was the sound of the miasma claws that were launched from the blind spot getting parried by Koukiâs holy sword. He matched the motion of the miasma claws and averted only their trajectory.
ăWhat-ă
Nieblaâs agitation was clear to see this time. An impact ran through his stomach at that time.
ăGofuh!?ă
An impact that made him thought whether his internal organs were being stirred blew away his consciousness for an instant. He crashed on the ground without even any awareness of up and down. When Niebla recovered his consciousness, his gaze ran toward Kouki.
He saw Koukiâs figure raising one foot there and he finally understood that he got kicked flying.
It was a terrifying technique. While his reflex toward the first attack was also amazing, but even more than that was his sensing ability toward attack from a blind spot, technique that beautifully parried every attack instead of blocking, and then the perfect counterattack.
But, however,
(Whatâs with that!? That man, just whatâs in the world is the deal with him!?)
Niebla felt more confused then scared. While this young man he was staring at possessed amazing technique like a veteran warrior, but he was still directing scared gaze toward Niebla even now.
Just a single kick pierced through Nieblaâs defense as though tearing through paper scrap and reduced him to a state where he still couldnât stand up right away. Just what in the world a man who could that was feeling scared at?
Or perhaps, he was merely acting? Niebla guessed, but seeing Koukiâs state that was desperately stifling something inside himself, it didnât look like that at all.
That was why he didnât understand. Here was a warrior that might even surpassed Spenser, the royal guard of his sworn enemy the queen, and yet his attitude was too mismatched for someone like that, which made him unable to understand.
(Kuh, my underlings also cannot hold on for longer. Then, what I should prioritize is-)
Rather than focusing on a newcomer that he couldnât understand, he should prioritize attacking the enemy that would definitely caused collapse in the enemy side if that enemy was defeated, or even if he just wounded that enemy the enemy side would still be shaken. In that case, he would also be able to escape.
Nieblaâs eye glint moved away from Kouki and turned toward Moana.
ăUOOOOOOOOOOOOON-!!ă
It was a howl so loud that felt like the eardrum would get blown away from that. Right away, miasma with abnormal thickness and amount gushed out from Nieblaâs body.
The intense ejection of miasma that looked as though they would paint over the space itself like black ink was also a dangerous act for Niebla himself. Because it was an act that was equivalent with ejecting out his own life force.
But, in this battlefield where irregularity existed, the best choice was to escape with certainty. As though to show that, Nieblaâs ejected miasma transformed into several hundred tough claws.
ăYour majesty-!ă
ăI pray-, thisââă
ăKuhă
Anneal immediately leaped forward to protect Moana, Lilin was trying to use blessing art of protection while showing anxiety, and Moana resolved herself to intercept while sweating coldly, it was at that moment the miasma claws in the number that was absurd to even be counted attacked like a barrage.
ăThatâs the only thing I wonât let you do! ââ <heaven>!ă</heaven>
Kouki cut in front of the tsunami of black and claws with a step-in that could be mistaken with a teleportation.
Moana called his name ăKouki-ă with a voice that sounded concerned for him.
Were Moana words the truth? When he heard her voice, he couldnât imagine that she was deceiving him. This person who was worried for him when he was in danger even though they only met just now and she still hadnât ascertained his background, how could he think that she was using him or anything?
But,
(Thatâs not it, thatâs not it at all. What I cannot believe isââ)
His heart felt like it was being whipped and messed up inside a mixer. Even so, the feeling that he had to protect moved Kouki.
Among the skill that he could invoke swiftly, this light element defensive magic could protect at the widest rangeââ <heaven>. This magic that could deploy several layers of shining defensive wall simultaneously blocked all the rapidly approaching miasma claws.</heaven>
Inside the miasma so thick it gave hallucination that the darkness of night was descending, countless layer of radiance defensive wall flew around like the torch of hope. Such scene even looked fantastical.
The miasma was blocked with certainty, and then Koukiâs holy sword swept it aside.
That figure that perfectly handled Nieblaâs fierce attack that caused veteran soldiers like Spenser and others to gulp caused them to comprehend it, indeed, this person was certainly an existence that was invited by a great being. He was a magnificent warrior.
Everyone was thinking so during the dispersal of the miasma. Everyone other than Moana who was currently at Koukiâs side, seeing his face that was desperately defending against the attack with an expression that looked like he was going to collapse anytime now.
ăYou bastard-, how far you are going to be a hindrance-!! âTsk, next time Iâll definitely bring you doââă
ăThere wonât be any next time.ă
Niebla finally recovered from the impact of Koukiâs attack and he tried to slip into the miasma to retreat, but it was at that timing that Spenser broke through that miasma and rushed near.
Niebla wasted no time to swing his claws, but Spenser moved with flowing movement like water and his sword finally caught up to Nieblaâs torso.
ăGugah!?ă
ăThis is the end-ă
Scream of fighting spirit surged out. Spenserâs sword was enveloped in wing that possessed faint green radiance.
While Nieblaâs blood danced in the air, Spenser dodged the jaw attack that Niebla carried out in desperation and his beheading slash was sucked into Nieblaâs neck.
*zan-* Spenserâs sword cut through. Nieblaâs huge body fell down. And then, Nieblaâs head rolled on the ground.
ăThe likes, ofâŠâŠlivestock is-ă
Niebla fighting spirit didnâ vanish even with his head removed, however, because of the limit of his body, he fell silent after spitting out words of resentment at the end. The miasma dispersed and light vanished from Nieblaâs eyes.
Spenser huffed and he sheathed his sword, and then he raised a tense voice ăSituation report!ă. Right away, the royal guards who in the end didnât lose even a single person reported one after another that they were all safe, that Nieblaâs underlings were annihilated, and that Dario wasnât seriously injured although the bone of his arm broke.
It seemed there were many small wounds, but by using blessing art to heighten their self-recovery strength, wounds until simple broken bone could be healed within a few minutes.
ăHero-dono! Thank you very much for protecting her majesty. I say, that was really as expected from the chosen warrior of Foltina-sama. Truly, that was a splendid skill.ă
Spenser was facing Kouki with an expression that was filled with praise and gratitude without even a speck of malice in it. The other soldiers were also the same. Lilin and Neisan were showing him respect even while gazing at him full of curiosity. It couldnât be helped that they became curious with Koukiâs magic.
ăAh, no, itâs nothing really bigâŠâŠă
ăHahah, to be able to say that âitâs nothing bigâ after enduring the fierce attack of a <dark>of that level when he was sacrificing his life force! How very reliable! Hero-dono, once more, please take care of us from here on too.ă</dark>
Spenser looked for a handshake with a friendly smile. It seemed he was harboring impression of a likeable young man who was an outstanding warrior while also possessing humility toward Kouki.
But, even though Kouki was responding with the handshake request of such Spenser and also the soldiers who were gathering around him with similar expression like Spenser, his expression looked somewhat troubled throughout all that.
ăSay, can I ask you all to call me by my name if possible? Donât call me hero. I donât mind if you call me Kouki.ă
ăOo, what a happy thing to ask. Then Iâll call you Kouki-dono. Only if you call me Spenser in return.ă
The gaze of Spenser who perceived Koukiâs words as another expression of friendliness was increasingly getting friendlier. The positivity level of the aging soldier was rising up steadily. And it seemed it was also the same with Lilin and others.
Koukiâs expression was getting increasingly looked as though he was stuffing his cheeks with bitter food. However his expression was turning into one where it looked like he was desperately holding it so it wouldnât come out on his face.
ăKouki, let me also give you my words of thanks. That preeminent skill is really worthy of respect. I wish to express my gratitude with something butâŠâŠin any case, we also cannot really be carefree after receiving the attack just now. I want to depart immediately thoughâŠâŠă
ăAh, yes. I have no objection. It seems that the information of Moana-sama and others coming here was leaked out. Indeed, itâs better for us to hurry.ă
Moana entered between his conversation with Spenser and others looking somewhat as though she was putting a damper on things. Kouki let the tension bled out of his shoulders toward that interruption as though in relief.
They once more advanced quickly as a party toward the edge of the forest with Spenser in the lead.
Before long they could see the border of the forest. Kouki saw multiple large silhouettes taking position in front of the border and his hand reached out toward his sheathed holy sword.
ăKouki, itâs okay. Those are our mount animals.ă
ăâŠâŠYour mount, is it? They look like large lizard though.ă
ăRight. They are called Arous. Their trait is their flat torso and long neck. Their running ability is high with little shaking. They are mainly eating fruit even though they look like that. They are really taking kindly to human you know?ă
From the point of view of Kouki whose common sense when speaking about a transportation method using animal would think of horse, he felt a bit bewildered of mounting a lizard more than two meter long with atrocious face.
When he got nearer, he could see something like collar and U-shaped fetter and something like a stool to sit down attached on the animalâs back. He guessed that the rider could stay standing or sitting by lying heavily on the stomach on the saddle.
From a glance, their atmosphere felt like ăHyahhaaâ! There is human! The food! Iâm gonna eat them alive yeah!ă looking as though they were going to attack, but seeing the equipment attached on them then indeed, they certainly looked like a transportation method of this world.
(I see, they are like the monster that the devil race used as mount huhâŠâŠ. But, hm~mâŠâŠ
For the moment Kouki accepted that they werenât dangerous existence, but this time he became bothered by something else.
There were ten Arous in total, but the Arous with the best physique and style among those ten had a large ribbon tied on top of its head. A pink ribbon. The ribbon was really pink.
Brutal looking face, eyes that shined with fierce glint, the leaked out growling voice *guruu*, the imposing airâŠâŠbut, on its head was a pink ribbon.
What surrealism. Was this the fashion sense of this worldâs people? Or else, was that an indispensable equipment? No, other than this one Arous that looked like leader, the other Arous werenât wearing ribbon or anythingâŠâŠ
Kouki was confused.
Moana followed Koukiâs gaze and she guessed what he was staring at. And then looking a bit boastful she approached the Arous with ribbon.
ăFufu, what do you think? Itâs cute right? This child is my personal mount. His name is Haumu. The~re there, Haumu~, your master has returned back here~. Were you lonely?ă
Moana caressed Haumuâs head *rub rub, pat pat*. âI seeâ Kouki realized, it looked like this Arous wasnât just a mount. Moana seemed to harbor a definite fondness to it. He guessed that this Arous was in a position of pet, or perhaps partner of Moana.
Both sides held trust at each otherââ
ăGuryahă
ăOuch!?ă
Haumuâs headbutt was launched. Moanaâs head was thrown back hard. Kouki became flustered ăAs I thought itâs ferocious!?ă, but whether Anneal or Spenser or the others, none of them paid that any attention and they kept preparing their own mount for their departure from here.
ăFufu, what, as I thought you were lonely alone? When we got home Iâll give you a lot of care okay, so~ââouch!?ă
âThis cute cheeky guy!â When Moana tried to hug Haumu once more with that kind of feel, a jaw drop that was like a heel drop kick burst on the crown of Moanaâs head.
ăâŠâŠExcuse me, are you okay?ă
ăAhaha, there is no problem at all here, Kouki. Haumu is a spoiled child since a long time ago you see. He would frolic at me right away when I approached him.ă
ăGuryuuă
ăNo, that, no matter how I look at itâŠâŠă
When Moana turned her head toward Kouki, Haumuâs mouth closed *snap* on her whole head. Moana was struggling and squirming. No matter how he looked at it, he could only think that she was being preyed on.
ăSto, stop it Haumu! Right now isnât the time for playing around! Thatâs why, ah, it hurts! Haumu, itâs a bit, no, itâs really hurt here! Come on, you are a good child so let meââAAă
Moana tapped repeatedly *peshi peshi* at Haumuâs head to say give up. Haumu was chewing on Moana as though to appeal of something, or perhaps as though to clear up a grudge of many years.
Kouki who couldnât bear to see that looked at Anneal asking for help. Anneal let out a sigh while pointing at Haumuâs head with her finger motion.
Kouki fearfully approached Haumu.
ăErr, Haumu?ă
ăGuruuă
When Kouki turned his gaze at Haumuâs head, Haumu nodded as though to say ăPleaseă. His teeth dug into Moana. Those were the teeth of a herbivore, so the teeth didnât pierce through, but it must be still hurt. A small scream ăAu!?ă came from Moana.
Kouki slowly reached out his hand and took the ribbon from Haumuâs hand.
Haumu conveyed his gratitude at Kouki with his gaze, and then he did ăPehă at Moana as though he was spitting out his spit.
ăUu, ge, geez Haumu. Youâre really a pampered child.ă
Moana crumbled down on the ground as though she had been assaulted by hoodlum, and she wiped up her face that was slathered with saliva. Her way of talking was changing must be because she was a little shaken. She was averting her face shyly from Kouki who was looking down at her with a really complicated expression.
ăThe, then Kouki. You can sit behind meââcough, I wonder if itâs agreeable for you to ride behind me?ă
ăAh, yes.ă
Moana was still slathered with saliva, however, in order to recover the dignity of queen, Moana changed her way of talking back. Following her, Kouki climbed on Haumuâs back. As expected, it seemed the standard was to ride by standing. When Moana climbed up, it felt like ăChihă sound could be heard from Haumu butâŠâŠthat must be an imagination, there was no way he could clicked his tongue.
ăHm? Eh? The ribbon isâŠâŠă
It seemed Moana noticed when he got on Haumuâs back. Moana was looking around restlessly in a state seemed to say âWhere has the ribbon gone?â. The ribbon was in Koukiâs hand.
Haumu turned his long neck and stared at Kouki. An earnest feeling that could be seen just from a glance was residing in those eyes. That was a feeling of, ăDo something about this woman!ă.
ăâŠâŠLooks like it flew off somewhere just now. Moana-sama, there is also the matter about the attack, isnât it better if we depart soon rather than later?ă
ăI, I guess. Right, Iâm sorry Kouki. That ribbon was Haumuâs favorite butâŠâŠthis is not the time for saying anything like that isnât it.ă
It felt like killing intent was residing in Haumuâs gaze. Kouki understood. Haumuâs gaze was declaring ăWho are you saying is pleased with that thing huh, idiottt! Iâm gonna let you die someday, just you wait!ă.
Kouki who somehow guessed the relationship between the queen and her personal mount wasââslowly entering the ribbon into his pocket. In the world, there was also things that was better to be treated as not existing.
Haumuâs eyes brightened. It seemed that his positivity level toward Kouki was steadily increasing. ăGuruuâȘă Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Haumu was raising a growl that sounded like he was in good mood.
ăFufu, are you happy being able to run together with me? This cute cheeky guy! But, we have guest today here. So run carefully out there okay.ă
ăGurya!!ă
Was that a simple reply, or was that a yell of denial ăAinât no way Iâm happy about, that, you idiottt!ă, in any case with the powerful roar of Haumu as the signal, the party left the forest.
Right after they left the forest, what leaped into Koukiâs sight was a sand colored world. There was the color of sand continuing until the horizon as far as his eyes could see. Moanaâs words that the forest behind them was something rare was certainly a fact.
ăCompared with GuryuenâŠâŠthis is different huh.ă
That was the impression of Kouki who saw this vast desert.
A great desert existed in Tortus. It was a world of brown color. A world that was filled with the same heat and sand like this place.
But, Kouki understood. The great desert of Guryuen and this desert were decisively different. He was unable to find any words that could express what was the difference accurately but, if he had to say itââ
ăItâs dead.ă
ăâŠâŠRight. Itâs just as you say. This is a dead world.ă
Moana affirmed Koukiâs words. Haumu was advancing through the sand with surprisingly little shaking and surprising speed. Above him, Moana who was holding on the U-shaped fetters while looking back across her shoulder at Kouki had eyes that were filled with grief.
ăThis is not just a desert. This is the result from blessing power, the power for the sake of living getting thoroughly stolen. Once, before the large scale war that occurred about a hundred years ago, it seemed that this area was also a verdant forest.ă
ăWarâŠâŠă
About a hundred years ago, a war, no, a decisive battle of the Nth time that occurred between mankind and the <dark>.</dark>
The one who stood at the front as the leader was the king of Synclea kingdom at the time. At the end of the fierce battle, while great damage resulted for both humans and also nature, even so that king succeeded in bringing down the king of the <dark>of that time.</dark>
ăThe honorable ancestor drove away the army of <dark>. The compensation for that was nature was lost from 80% of the kingdom butâŠâŠeven so nature is still left behind at the surrounding of the unaltered capital. I believe that was an amazing war result.ă</dark>
ăThe capital wasnât relocated after that?ă
He understood from seeing this desert that could only be expressed as âdyingâ. This was a place that human couldnât possibly live at. Eighty percent of the country territory died. He believed it was a matter of course for the capital to be relocated for the countryâs revival attempt.
Moana looked at faraway while opened her mouth in respond to Koukiâs question.
ăThe king of <dark>ââbecause he looked completely dark from the abnormal thickness of his miasma, we called him the <dark>, but it is said that guy lived for long as the strongest existence among the <dark>who were saving strength.ă</dark></dark></dark>
ăDark KingâŠâŠă
ăDo you get it? We are not talking about lineage. He is not an existence that will end after being defeated once. The <dark>exist in every era. Although there is variety in his strength each time though.ă</dark>
Moanaâs gaze that was staring at far away ran through the vast desert. Kouki guessed what Moana wanted to say and he whispered.
ăThis place is still a battlefield isnât it? This is also the best place for it.ă
ăYes. Because there is no blessing power that can be stolen from here. In this desert, those fellows can only use the miasma that they stored inside their body. The point where no blessing power cannot be obtained from the surrounding also apply to us, but even so, itâs ideal that those fellow wonât be able to get strengthened and destroy nature for more than now.ă
That was why they didnât relocate the capital. Because the ruined territory was exactly the best battlefield there was. The soldiers of Synclea were remaining in this barren land for the sake of continuing battle. No matter how many months and years passed, Synclea kingdom was the front line battlefield.
ăOf course, we are moving our people to place that still have nature remaining. We entrust the feudal lord of every area with autonomy. We are leaving the production of the main food and everything else to them.ă
ăWhat is the prospect of the enemy circling around this desert and aim at every other territory?ă
Moana shook her head to answer Koukiâs question.
According to her, the <dark>were ruling the eastern land, the kingdomâs territory was at the west with this great desert sandwiched in between. A sea was spreading at the north, and similar like a desert, in the sea there was nothing to block the sight, so if any Dark Being tried to come from there, the surveillance unit stationed at each territory would notice.</dark>
At the south there was mountain range area spreading, at the other side of the mountain area there was a large country that still remained and constructed their battlefield like Synclea, so if something happened then a notice would immediately reach them.
Therefore, it was impossible for the <dark>to invade the western territory without Synclea kingdom noticing.</dark>
The desert and Syncleaâs capital were literally the last fortress and also the front line battlefield.
ăâŠâŠHow admirable.ă
ăThank you.ă
Kouki put his hand on his chest and said that, toward all the soldiers, and then toward the young queen who led them. Moana smiled happily and nodded at such Kouki.
Silence continued for a while. Kouki pursed his lips into a straight line and turned his gaze downward, he was turning his thought toward the soldiers who he was told about.
Moana was glancing repeatedly across her shoulder to such Kouki. And then after she showed hesitation several times, she opened her mouth.
ăKouki. Can I ask you something?ă
ă? What is it?ă
Kouki lifted his face. Moanaâs gaze wandered around, looking like she was choosing her words.
ăThat, isâŠâŠ.why, are you, a hero?ă
ăEh?ă
It felt like something cold was entering slowly into Koukiâs chest. It felt like he was asked âisnât it presumptuous for you to call yourself that?â. It felt like Koukiâs weakness that was exposed at the fight against Niebla was seen through.
Seeing Kouki who was shaken and his face complexion worsened, Moana added more of her words in hurry.
ăAh, no, thatâs not what I meant. Itâs not that Iâm ridiculing you. Iâm only wondering that itâs a curious way of calling you.ă
ăCurious, is it?ă
Understanding that Moanaâs intention was different from what he thought, Kouki let out the tension from his stiffened face and tilted his head.
ăYes. I thought itâs curious. When I heard from Foltina-sama that a hero is summoned, I donât really understand what kind of person would appear. Because, donât you think so too? Hero(yuusha)ââif we take the literal meaning of that word, the meaning will be âa person with courageâ.ă (TN: The word yuusha is made from two kanji, the kanji of courage and person. Yuusha can mean hero, the brave, or man of valor in Japan.)
Moana threw a questioning gaze at Kouki to confirm that they were in the same page. Kouki nodded.
ăIf thatâs the case, then I can throw out my case and say with surety. That the soldiers of my country, are all âhero(yuusha)â without a single exception.ă
ăAhâŠâŠă
Kouki was taken aback and leaked out a small voice. Moana looked back and stared straight at Kouki.
ăIf by perchance, Kouki is a man who had accomplished some great exploits, and that was why you were chosen by Foltina-samaâŠâŠthen shouldnât such person be called as âhero(eiyuu)â instead?ă (TN: Eiyuu is made from kanji of âHanâ and man. In Japan it means hero, heroine, great person)
ăThatâsâŠâŠă
ăAh, no, itâs not that I wish to trouble Kouki. Iâm just wondering.ă
Sensing Koukiâs perplexity, Moana said ăForgive me for asking something strangeă and she returned her gaze to the front.
But, Moanaâs words were clinging completely inside Kouki. Question was overflowing inside his mind.
Just what in the world a hero(yuusha) was.
(Thinking back now, just what is a hero? I called myself that because thatâs my vocation. But, still, heroââa person with courageâŠâŠthatâs a personâs nature, it cannot be called an âoccupationâ that showed a personâs innate ability isnât it?)
Yes, everyone had vocation that was connected to an actual occupation. It was only âhero(yuusha)â that was of a different disposition. Certainly, rather than a transcription of a work one had aptitude toward, it was a title that displayed oneâs character. So to speak, it was a transcription that wasnât any different with vocation of âpessimistâ, âoptimistâ, or âgood personâ or âbad personâ.
If one wanted to describe a vocation that led the people and fought powerful enemy, then it should be better to call that vocation using âcommanderâ or even âkingâ instead.
(Was it because in Tortus âhero(yuusha) is recognized as occupation? However, if itâs the case of âa person that accomplished great exploitsâ just like Moana-sama mentioned, then it should be fine to use âhero(eiyuu)â instead. Why am I âa person with courageâ? Just what am IâŠâŠ)
Why did he obtain the vocation of something like hero(yuusha)?
When he looked back at the events at Tortus, even himself was harboring doubt whether he even have possessed such nature in himself.
How many times he was unable to move in the crucial times? How many times he failed without even choosing anything? How many times he acted as he pleased and dragged his comrades into trouble?
Why was someone like him a âheroâ?
ââWhy, are you, a hero?
ăâŠâŠI donât know. I really, donât know.ă
That voice sounded wrung out from his throat, it sounded like it would vanish anytime.
Moana who understood that it was an answer toward her question just now looked back once more. And then, she peeked at Kouki who was looking down with a fixed stare.
ăI see. âŠâŠIt will be great if you understand it someday. Yep, surely the time will come when you understand the reason.ă
ăâŠâŠWhy, do you think so?ă
In respond to Moana whose manly way of talking broke down, Kouki unconsciously also asked back with his plain way of talking.
Moana smiled. Her expression looked affectionate.
ăBecause, arenât you still struggling? Arenât you doing your best to find the answer? The world isnât so cold that it would trample down that kind of person.ă
ăâŠâŠIs that so?ă
ăThatâs so.ă
The world would surely smile at those who kept struggling without giving up. The one who said those words with conviction was a queen who was continuing to fight wholeheartedly in a world that was heading to ruin. For Kouki, those were words that were really heavy and really beautiful that caused him to be taken aback.
The two stared at each other. The eyes of Anneal and Lilin who were keeping pace beside them looked curious like cat. And then, the eyes of Spenser that were looking back from the front with a cold gaze.
ăNnhă
ăCough, ahemă
Moana and Kouki did something that looked like coughing or perhaps not while quietly taking distance from each other.
The lips of Anneal and Lilin crooked with the feel of ăMufuu~ă. Their maiden sensor might be reacting to the scene just now.
ăHo, how long until we reach the capital.ă
ăRi, right. I believe we will arrive at the evening with our current pace.ă
Kouki asked an information that he already heard before this to varnish over the matter, and Moana also answered in the same attempt.
They continued to advance while inside that really delicate atmosphere for a while. Slightly elevated hills were starting to get visible here and there.
But, at that time, like a rehash of the event inside the forest, Kouki suddenly reacted to something and looked up.
ăKouki?ă
Moana asked Kouki while she raised her fist and commanded the unit to stop moving.
Right after that,
ă-, something is falling here! Evacuate!ă
ăAdvance! Rush aheââă
Moana wasted no time responding at Koukiâs warning, but multiple objects freefalling and crashing at their surrounding arrived faster than that.
*zudon-zudon-* What were crashing on the ground with that roaring sound that shook the ground were living things that looked like lizard, clad in thick miasma. They were wearing equipment that looked like protector, and from their bone structure it could be seen that they were mainly walking with two legs. From their appearance, they were what they called as Lizardman in RPG.
ă-, scaled dragon species!? Just what in the world!?ă
Moanaâs confused voice resounded. Her reaction was understandable. If this was an ambush, then she would just give instruction right away to form formation and prepare to intercept. In that case there wouldnât be any hesitation whatsoever and the royal guard would finish carrying out that order in a moment just like when facing Niebla and his underlings.
But, the lizardmen called scaled dragon species that fell from the skyââsix of them were already dying. Naturally the cause of them dying was the impact from their fall. If it wasnât because of the thick protector they were wearing that wasnât suited for battle and also the impact reduction from their miasma, they might have died instantly.
These enemies launched a surprise attack yet they almost get annihilated at the same time with their entrance. Moana and her people could only look at the situation like that.
They werenât knowing that the objective of this surprise attack was exactly to take advantage of that confusion.
ăăăGIIIIIAAAAAAAAAHăăă
ăăăGUEEEEEEEEEEEEHăăă
Shrieks burst out. Those werenât screams from pain or suffering. They were the same scream like Nieblaâs scream. They were emitting miasma by staking their life. The six lizardmen were gushing out miasma that rivaled what Niebla did before.
ăImpossible-, are they planning to suicide!?ă
ăYour majesty, please escape! Lilin, your wind!ă
Moana leaked out voice of shock while Spenser roared angrily.
The six lizardmen were obviously of lower status than Niebla. Yet regardless of that they were scattering miasma that rivaled Niebla was because they were literally exchanging their life for it.
It was truly a suicide attack. An ambush of suicide bombing from the sky was something outside expectation.
The miasma that exploded and dyed the surrounding area black instantly didnât grant any time for escape, for Lilin to activate her wind, or even for Kouki to respond.
Everything was swallowed by blackness and vanished.
If it was seen from slight distance away, it looked like a tornado of black flame was generated. Moana and others were inside that tornado.
At that timing, a pterosaur descended down from the sky. At its back was a scaled dragon species that was conspicuously larger than normal. He was equipped with metallic protector and his hand was holding a large spear.
ăLooks like it was worth it instigating Niebla. Although the miasma stone the queen is carrying is special, but it wonât be able to endure that guyâs miasma and the miasma of six underlings using up all their life.ă
âGe-ge-ge-â The scaled dragon species raised a weird laugh.
It seemed that the leaking out of the information that Moana and her people left the capital with few number and Niebla getting hold of that information were all the scheming of this scaled dragon species.
Everything was for the sake of reducing the capacity limit of the miasma stone that was the lifeline for Moana and her people. And then, he would deal the finishing blow easily when Moana and others became unable to move.
ăWith this my kingâsââă
The scaled dragon species was standing calmly while staring in pleasure at the miasma completely ruining Moana and her people, but the voice and phenomenon that suddenly occurred caused him to swallow back his own words.
ăTurn this place into sanctuary, let none of godâs enemy throughââ <sacred>!!ă</sacred>
*GOU-* Pure white light burst up. The storm of miasma that could be mistaken as black flame ruptured from inside, and a dazzling light swelled up in half-sphere state.
Not the slightest bit of miasma existed at the inside of that light, the miasma that was blown away along with the light melted into the air and dispersed.
ăWha, what?ă
At the end of the gaze of the scaled dragon species who couldnât hide his agitation, were the royal guards and Arous who collapsed at the other side of the shining barrier, and also the queen.
But, there was just one person, a man that looked unaffected at all even inside that much miasma was holding the limp Moana in his arms.
ăYou-, what the hell are you! How are you that calm even after getting bathed in that much miasma!?ă
The scaled dragon species that somehow pulled himself back together from his confusion readied his large spear while yelling angrily.
Kouki softly put Moana to recline on Haumu and he whispered something while ignoring the scaled dragon speciesâs angry yell. And then, something that looked like light particles showered down on everybody including Moana and enveloped them in a gentle light.
Seeing thatââKouki unsheathed his holy sword while turning his gaze t the scaled dragon species.
Kouki showed the same reaction at the scaled dragon species just like with Niebla.
Face that turned pale. Shaking body. Ragged breathing.
But, there already wasnât anyone else here that would finish the enemy while he was holding it in.
If he ran away, Moana and others would die.
Even if he prolonged it, as expected they would still die.
If he didnât choose, they would die.
The time for choosing, had came.
AN: Thank you very much for reading this every time.
Thank you very much too for the thoughts, opinions, and reports about misspelling and omitted words.
Iâm sorry that the gloomy story is continuing.
Next chapter the fundamental problem that Kouki is holding will become clear.
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If possible, I hope I can make consecutive posting next week.
Even Shirakome also want to progress the story in one go until where the tale move in a big way. After that as expected it will be like musou game isnât it. (TN: Like playing in Dynasty Warrior or Samurai Warrior game)
Although, there are important parts more than just Koukiâs growth, so Iâll endeavor to not cut corners.
There are opinions âKouki arc is just, you know~â here and there, so I thought that the number of people reading will decrease by a lot, but the number of the PV or the review after reading isnât dropping. It feels like Shirakome will melt from the kindness of Narou people.