198 Chapter 67 Pleading (1/2)

Craig, who escaped Onigajima, headed straight west.

You can't help Crimut on your own, and you can't just involve your friends and acquaintances. In this predicament, only the sky was able to defeat Krea.

When I was heading west, there were Crimt and Goz, and the three of them walked the ”Law Street”, but I can't afford to relax on the street in Clyde today.

He broke out of the Mansion with his discretionary body, hurt the flagman who tried to hinder it, and exchanged blades with one of the twins who was defending the Onimon Gate to give it to him. All of them can only be described as very serious crimes, and they also commit the biggest taboo of getting off the island.

There was no doubt that there were chasers, and Craia avoided the streets and went into the mountains, running like a wild beast through the grass and trees.

Even when entering the Canary Kingdom from the Adastella Empire, it did not go through the formal process and added a border breaker to the pile of crimes, but the choice was successful and the chaser did not finally show up, and Craia managed to reach Ishka.

However, because I kept running without even taking a break from eating and sleeping, I almost crawled on the ground when I reached the empty mansion. I barely put my hand on the bell, but I lost consciousness there - the next time I noticed, Claire was sleeping on the bed.

The dirty clothes have been changed and the mud on the face and limbs has been soaked. And then...

”It's been so long, it hasn't been so long.”

And the sky stood beside him. He quietly talks as he looks down at the crya lying on his bedside.

Claire called out the other person's name with a trembling voice.

”... so... which one?”

A terribly blurred voice. Hearing that voice like an old woman, the sky frowned unexpectedly.

Then he silently grabbed the water bottle placed on the table, poured water into a small cup, and handed it to Craia.

Craia, who received it in haste, realized that her throat was sore late and instantly swallowed up the contents of the glass.

Craia, who emptied the glass, gave a deep breath before lowering her head into the sky.

Thank you, Emperor.

”You're welcome. So what happened? Speak slowly.”

”Ha, yes...!

As prompted, Claire starts talking about what happened to her.

While talking, Craig was wondering how he could help the sky.

Only the sky can help Crimut - that's what I wanted to do with Ishka. If it is empty, you will be able to fight both without fear of the eight flags of the blue forest that protect the gate, and without fear of the monsters and demons that tread behind the gate. I'm sure that's not a mistake.

However, it is only a powerful and spiritually possible story. When I thought about the emotional side - that is, when I thought that the sky would fight for Crimut or for Craig with my life - there was no answer other than no.

Of course, it was only a while ago that the Kriers fought the sky as the Blue Forest flagmen.

I didn't forget. While I was on my way to Ishka, this was always in the corner of Craig's head. I didn't think about it because I didn't have time to think about extra things to shake off the chaser that would be behind me.

--However, I was aware that it was an excuse.

Claire was scared. There is no reason for the sky to help us. Nor can we offer enough profit to move the sky. There's no point in reaching Ishka. I was afraid to confront those facts.

When I confronted him, I knew that the thing I was holding on to would cut off and fall on my knees at that moment.

And once you get on your knees, you won't be able to stand up anymore. Claire knew that, too.

That's why I kept running without thinking.

So even if you put the sky in front of you, nothing comes to mind.

Had it been before, you could have offered yourself as a consideration. But now that you've committed many sins, you can't do it. Claire is a convicted felon, and being in an empty house is causing immeasurable trouble.

I can't help being kicked out of the house to leave right now. No, rather, it was natural. Because Claire is endangering not only the sky, but also those around it.

--I knew so much, and yet, in the shallowness of myself trying to reach the opponent, Craia remembered despair similar to dizziness.

Eventually, Craig, who had finished talking about everything, looked into the sky as he struggled to swallow. I don't know if the blurred vision of the sky is due to fatigue or tears. I don't even know how the sky looks down on Cliff.

Are you mocking me for knowing the plight of the Claires? Or are you expressing indifference that it has nothing to do with you? Or are you stunned by the selfishness of Craia asking for help?

Claire squeezes her hands to withstand the cold eyes of the imaginary sky. And I thought,

Just once - just once, trying to get help in the sky.

If you refuse to do so, I will leave this house in peace. Alternatively, you might want to put this neck out in the sky. It would be a splendid thing to beat a felon off the island. It will be a replacement for the nuisance fee.

With such thoughts in mind, Craia speaks with a trembling voice.

”... an empty hall. Thank you for your patience. Please... can you come with me and help Crimt...?

A trembling voice around the throat. At the end of the day, you snuggle up like a crying child. With so much pity and shame, I could no longer see the face of the sky.

Faces down, spilled tears stain clean bedding. I have caused trouble in places like this. That's when Claire tried to cover her face with both hands.

Oh, that's good.