âLatina-chan, you really like dogs donât you?â
âUn! Theyâre so cute!!â
Wenn-baa said, seeing that Latina was once again diligently brushing the dogs in the ăSunaâsă dog cabin today as well.
Latina wipes the sweat forming on her forehead as she replies. There were no hesitation or doubt in her words.
âDo you like other animals as well?â
âThere arenât that many animals in Kroix. There arenât many people who raise dogs in the lower parts of town. I like cats. Mice are ăbetter off exterminatedă since ăDancing Ocelotă is a shop that deals with food.â
That was what Kenneth, her teacher, had taught her.
âIt seems these fellows are attached to you too, Latina-chanâŚâ
Wenn-baa who was in deep thought about something mutters then, suddenly nodded to herself.
âThen, tomorrow shall we go to a place that I think you would like Latina-chan?â
âA place I would like?â
âYeah. But donât tell anyone else about it.â
ââŚEven Dale?â
âIf that guy was to know then, he would say that ăyou canât goăâ
âIs it dangerous?â
âDo you think I would take you to face danger, my cute, little Latina-chan.â
âI knew it, Granny is just like Dale~â
That was how Latina felt.
And then the next day, Wenn-baa did just as she said, taking Latina out with her in addition to a lunch box.
In accordance with Tisroh which was surrounded by mountains, ăoutsideă was still within the mountains. There were places where magic beasts lived as well, but there was no one worried about Wenn-baa.
And then after that.
There had been increasing occurrences of Latina secretly going inside the mountains by herself.
Wenn-baa noticed that immediately, but only grinned and didnât say anything.
Since Dale went out in the day, he didnât notice her doing such actions and, she never thought of her actions as ădangerousă.
He had always thought of her as a ăsmart and obedient girl who wouldnât do something like climbing a mountain by herselfă, but he was careless as well.
In the end, the one who noticed what Latina was doing was Daleâs mother, Magda.
âDale.â
âWhat?â
âItâs about how Latina-chan, and how sheâs been acting lately butâŚâ
Magda tilts her head looking puzzled.
âEven though she seems to be going over to grannyâs place for snacks, it seems like sheâs taking out some jerky sometimes.â
âJerky?â
Dale tilted his head, questioning his motherâs words.
Latina wasnât picky with her food, but she could only eat what her small stature allowed her anyway. Even though she likes to eat sweets, there would be no way she could eat too many.
There was no way someone like her would ăsneak food oută.
âSheâs going to ăSunaă right? Isnât she feeding it to the dogs?â
âBut you see, those dogs are raised to not accept any food apart from the ăSunaă.â
ââŚ.Now that you mention it.â
Both the mother and son say that, then tilt their head, puzzled.
The two of them did not have the option of going to ask Wenn-baa about this. That ăGrannyă wouldnât let out a squeak for the sake of something interesting. If it was something dangerous then she probably wouldâve let up already.
She still had some common sense in her.
ââŚIâll take a look later.â
Since the mornings were when Latina would be working or studying, Dale, who guessed that if anything would happen it would be in the afternoon, quietly returned home during lunch time. And then started to keep watch outside, without going into the manor.
Amongst the places he played in as a child, there were many which were good for hiding. The place he hid himself in was one such spot.
ăHide and seekă in Tisroh was serious business. This ăgameă, which the adults teach and guide you with, can be considered the beginning of training for hunting deep in the mountains, as well as defence for the village.
Before long, Latina came out from the manor.
The sight of her looking around nervously, being more cautious than she needed to be, meant that she was doing something with a guilty conscience.
The bump on her back being covered over by her pink shawl was probably her backpack. Apart from that, she was holding a pouch in one hand. The jerky was probably in there.
After taking one last look at the manor, Latina started walking with brisk steps.
Dale started tailing behind her, keeping a safe distance.
She would sometimes stop to look at some small flowers and bugs, before continuing on with no hesitation. After a while, she turned into a road going towards the mountains.
(âŚ.! Could it be?)
At that point, Dale paled, realising that Latina ăgoing up the mountains to play aloneă, was the truth.
Dale knows, having experienced it, how amazing her ăability to perceive dangeră was. However nothing is ăcertaină.
(This time, Iâm going to have to scold her properlyâŚ)
Thinking like that, he continued tailing after her. Because if he called out to stop her, he wouldnât know where her ăgoală was.
Latina didnât get lost despite how far inside the mountains she was.
Sometimes she would carefully check her surroundings, before following along an animal trails, which were extraordinarily narrow. When Dale spied on the place where Latina had stopped her eyes on, he was able to find a sign which had been ingeniously hidden.
(That damn granny!)
From that evidence, the grandson was able to confirm one thing.
That sign, which looked new no matter how you saw it, was probably newly put up just for Latina. That grandmother, who was even more of a ăHeaven-sent child of the Landă than Dale, would never fall for something like ăgetting lostă in the mountains.
Latina continued forward towards a direction where not even Dale knew about.
It wasnât too far away from the village, but ăthis areaă was ăsacredă. Although it wasnât in writing, coming in here was forbidden.
Actually, for some reason, no magic beasts nor wild animals would come around here. There wasnât even a need to look around here when going out to hunt.
Even if this area was specifically banned from those who were going to collect some of the mountainâs harvest because it was dangerous, there were more than enough other places on the mountain for profits.
Even as children, the people of Tisroh have always thought of this place as ăa place they canât come intoă.
After a little while, Latina stopped.
It was a slightly open area.
She was walking, looking side to side, as if she was searching for something. He could also hear a voice as if she was calling out to something.
As if reacting to that voice, the thickets shake violently and from the undergrowth ăsomethingă could be seen.
Before Dale could confirm what it was, Latina rushed over to it. It became a part of her shadow, and as a result he couldnât make out what it was.
âUwahhhâ
However, guessing from Latinaâs cheer, there was no doubt that that was what she was looking for.
âI brought some jerky today as well. Want some?â
With a rustle, she took out the contents from inside the pouch that she was holding.
Holding out the jerky, she was crouching, and happily peeking at it.
âIs it good? Thatâs great~ You want some more?â
After taking some more out from the bag, Latina started eagerly petting it.
âSo cute~ so cute~â
If it was Dale as he was normally, he would probably be muttering âYouâre the one whose cute Latinaâ, but as expected, he was not in the mood for that.
âLatina!â
Getting out from where he was hiding as he called her name, Latina, who clearly held a guilty conscience, looked behind her and jumped up in surprise. She probably jumped up a few centimetres. It was quite cute.
âYou shouldnât feed wild animals. You canât take it back with you to Kroix either, so it would be better for it to not get any closer to people any more than it should.â
âDaleâŚâ
A nervous Latina stood up, hugging that animal tightly.
âWild animals might have some strange diseases that you donât know about so donât touch it so careles-âŚ.â
â*Cough*, noâ
What interrupted Daleâs scolding was a voice he had never heard before.
ââŚ.Hah?â
âSuper duper, angry. Angry.â
The one firing out itâs words repeatedly as if it was offended was, the ăanimală in Latinaâs hands.
That animal was as big as a medium sized dog, had a fluffy pelt and tail, and itâs face looked, as you would expect, like a dog. However, it was an animal which from many angles had the atmosphere of a lion. And on itâs back, were wings. Itâs clever looking golden pupils were staring straight at Dale.
ââŚ..A mythical beast?â
Dale let out in shock and Latina replied with a clear voice,