Vol 1 Chapter 3 (1/2)

Episode 03: Two Promises

After five minutes, All of the soldiers except for the Captain were slaughtered. The Captain was still holding his head and tumbling, Complete blindness. Never again will he see the light.

For the first time to have murdered another person, there isn’t even a sense of guilt.

There is something wrong, to be so accustomed to murder.

After accepting the voice, I have knowledge that I shouldn’t have known, memory fragments begin to flow. They feel like they have always belonged to me.

「Someone, bring me some alcohol, preferably with the highest content! No wait a minute, no one in the village use it. I smell strong distilled liquor from the soldiers’ horse-drawn carriage. Bring it to me!」

While I raised my voice and shouted, I rushed over to where Rick was, who still had a knife stuck to his back.

Rick had been hit by a throwing knife from behind in his attempt to escape.

「Needless interference!」

I poured magic power into the collar, by overloading it the magic formula engraved was destroyed.

With this, it will no longer be possible for it to generate a noise again.

Lucie comes rus.h.i.+ng with the distilled liquor when I was checking the wound.

a.n.a.lyzing the components with magic, Alcohol content is over 50%. Magic was then activated to blow away the water and the content was raised to 80%. At least 70% content is required for sterilization.

「Rick, it is going to hurt. Be a man and endure it.」

「Hey Syril, what do you intend to do with that sake?」

A vital point was not hit so he will not die and bleeding is small enough that he can afford to talk.

「Be silent, and open your mouth.」

While I said so, an empty hemp sack was removed from his pocket and stuffed into Rick’s mouth.

And then, The knife stuck to his back was quickly pulled out, and alcohol was poured.

「Mnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!」

Rick screamed with a m.u.f.fled voice.

The hemp bag was put in his mouth so that he wouldn’t bite off his tongue.

And after cleaning and disinfecting the wound at the same time, I placed a hand to the wound.

「【Healing】」

I activated healing.

This is magic that strengthens the self-healing power to the utmost limit.

Hence, contaminated foreign bodies mixed into the wound or inadequate disinfection would be catastrophic.

Supposedly rather than a strengthening of self-healing, rewinding the time of the injury could be done in an instant, but the necessary magic to reverse it without any special preparations would require several stages more magic power to be consumed.

「Yes, it is done. with this you should be alright.」

I said so while slapping Rick’s back.

「The, wound, there is no pain, it’s a lie, it is completely healed. Syril, you are amazing. That Recovery magic, it is thought that only saints could use.」

「That is because I am a genius.」

Somehow, while I dreamt, the favorite phrase that I tried to desperately hide had suddenly come out.

「Hey, why did you do something so dangerous?」

Lucie, who had come to my side, asked.

「I wanted to protect Lucie.」

「I would have been fine as lone as Syril survived.」

「I would have hated that. It is no good unless Lucie were with me. Before I noticed it, I struck him.」

There were practically no chance of success. If it weren’t for that voice, I would have died.

Now I am only laughing at the afterthought.

Though it would probably have been better had I died, rather than let Lucie died and survive on my own.

「Somehow, you seem like the old Syril.」

「The old me……Is that the one Lucie likes?」

「Yeah, I don’t want to see Syril that has given up and broken.」

「Alright, I understand.」 I will save our village! Free us from Human hands. In any other case it would be checkmate for us.

I had a bitter smile as I looked around to the villagers surrounding us.

In their eyes, I see about 30 percent who were in rejoice of a friend has survived, the rest have anger towards me.

Meanwhile, a man in his late 40s with some gray hair mixed in the back of his head dashes out. It is the current Village Chief Nije.

A hostile facial expression.

「Tell me what you did, Syril. Killing the soldiers, not this village will look like it caused a revolt. 」

The words that I expected him to say came out.

If the soldiers who came to collect the tax did not return, they would definitely suspect something about this village. And soon the truth of what I have done will be revealed.

And, they would believe a revolt is occurring.

However, I don’t intend to merely live in fear.

「A Revolt? Wouldn’t that be nice. If only crops are taken away, it would have been fine. However, each year a companion is taken away from us, remaining silent is far more unusual. We should fight. Take up your Bows, and stand proud.」

「It is said that your father fought and died. It wouldn’t make much of a difference to go on that road.」

It is already been set, it is a problem we can no longer run from.

Do they intend to follow this path forever. Therefore I have decided to no longer run away.

「My father failed. Why should you not expect me to fail as well? If it is me, it is possible. I can lead this village to victory.」

「You Brat! Such Nonsense!!」

「Fact is, I am the one who killed five people by myself. I can teach how to fight. To the extent that everyone will be able to do it. Therefore, wake up.」

「It is you who needs to wake up. To tell such a pipe dream.」

Pipe dream, it certainly seems so.

The Soldiers are strong, The full body mail armor can repel the elves’ bow shows, and elves are weak in close combat. Furthermore, The Wind Magic that elves specialize in is too light and has no killing power.

If it comes down to a fight, the distance will be cut down sooner or later and will become a blood bath.