Chapter 113 (1/2)

CHAPTER 11-3

“Viesta, Granda, Visaniji, Tyuperosouno…”

The roo flames

“Viesta, Granda, Visaniji, Tuperosouno…” continued the old woman’s hoarse, monotonous voice

They were in Cronen’s house in Tahfu

Aileen lay on the s from a fever

Four villagers were around the bed Those four stayed wide ahile awaiting Kei’s return

Anka, the village’s oldest shaman, was one of those four and sat in a chair close to the bed, doing what she could for Aileen’s fever-induced nightmares

Ever since Kei left, she’d been chanting a healingAileen’s forehead clean of sith a wet cloth It was also her job to give Aileen a small dose of the potions left by Kei when her complexion suddenly worsened

“…Anka-san, are you alright? It’s already very late, and I could take over,” Cronen shyly suggested from near the wall

“It’s fine This is nothing, so don’t worry,” she said slowly

Somehow, Cronen looked a little disappointed as he backed off with an, “I see…”

Originally, Cronen’s job wasn’t to nurse Aileen, but rather to watch over her in case she was one of the bandits However, after realizing that she was in no way part of the bandits and was actually on her deathbed he’d tried desperately to help care for her

It was because, out of all the people there, Kei had asked Cronen alone to take care of Aileen But Anka was caught up in her sense of duty and kept politely refusing his help

The hunter Mandel, with his characteristically good looking features, leaned silently against the wall, ignoring the torried over Aileen as he stared blankly into the empty air

One could never tell what he was thinking due to his pronounced, chiseled features However, right noas more worried about Kei, ent to battle the bandits, than Aileen, whose life depended on the potions

Since Kei was able to shoot down a bat in the dark it didn’t seem too reckless, but so that, he was renificent vermillion bow that Kei had From the sound when it shot the arrow, he kneas a very strong bow His thoughts veered away from concern as he wondered if Kei would let hiht about that, he becaht about the bow again… He was stuck in an endless loop

“…Haa” A sh came from the corner of the rooe leader, Bennett, sat silently staring at Aileen with his arms folded Such a shame…

Bennett looked sour as Anka gave Aileen the little bit of potion that was left

Sus in one ould be, ‘wasteful’ He had to witness such valuable High Potions go to waste delaying the inevitable on a girl dying of poison If they had this much, then just how many lives could be saved froes, he thought, vexed

Kei said that he would go and ask what type of poison the bandits used, but that was iht

There was the problee, but naz Bandits』 They’d been docile these past few years, but there was a tih to ood horse, so he should at least be able to run away, however, if his questioning turned into fighting then he probably wouldn’t be co back alive, predicted Bennett

And here potions were being wasted on a single girl

Such a daret, as he stroked his beard

Actually, he’d suggested to the other three that they stop giving Aileen the potions not long ago He proposed they purposely let her die and pocket the rest of the bottles, and in the case that Kei did co hi they could do

But it was rejected unanimously

‘That boy will definitely come back!’Anka baselessly declared

‘That would be terrible’ Cronen said without any other reasons

And then Mandel refused by saying, ‘I would not be able to get aith lying to him’

They all had their own reasons, but they all had a strong opinion, so he reluctantly gave up on stealing the potions

Even so…

It was frustrating Extre

His expression turned even ave Aileen the potion

…Well, I suppose there’s no helping it

Bennett lightly sighed again, but just as he did, the wind outside blew fiercely ”H more than the wind But, he felt uneasy Outside the parch flashed by

The parchment shook unnaturally

So—Cold air came in

Abruptly, a sudden gust of wind blew through the room with a boom

“Uuohh!?”

“What the!?”

There were various exclaust that entered the roouish all the candles

The roo

Or, at least, they shouldn’t have been able to

On the other side of the darkness, Bennett and the others were on alert

A young girl innocent-looking girl dressed like an angel appeared

“Whaaaa-!?”

“Who the hell are you!?”

Thevoices But at the appearance of the girl shoooooost!!”

“A spirit!? This is…?” It was as if she were a phanto was there; the thing’s weak appearance and the uncanny sensation Bennett felt made him question it involuntarily

Then, before the four of thean

—En la noxon—