Vol 1 Chapter 33 (1/2)

Approaching Shadows (3)

AN: There are cruel depictions in the latter half. It is fine to skip.

Two of the nearby villages were destroyed by the monster horde.

The news was spread by the peddlers who happened to notice it and escape the attacked areas. The village chief immediately relayed the decision to abandon the village and flee.

The place they fled to was Nest Fortress.

The chief judged that it would be the safest where the knight order was stationed.

However, the four-legged monsters could move quickly.

Luckily, they would be escorted by the knights who were previously notified, so the villagers of Torc Village could reach the fort.

However, Villagers fleeing from places beyond Torc Village came sustaining serious injuries.

The backs of the people desperately making for the fortress showed slashes by claws and large bites from jaws.

Even the many knights who had sortied to save the villagers were killed, one by one.

Against the approaching swarm of monsters that buried the earth, they had to close the gates that they had fought to the limit to open so that even one more of the myriad of refugees could enter.

But the gate was useless against monsters who could fly, and even the ma.s.sive stone wall could not be trusted to hold back the larger monsters.

The diminis.h.i.+ng knights desperately fortified their defenses, but even a child like her could see that it was a hopeless endeavour.

The monsters howled incessantly outside the fort.

The fort’s outer walls occasionally trembled.

If the flying monsters attacked the fort would already have fallen to the monsters.

It was if they were trying to prolong their despair and terror.

Some people, half-crazed in despair, began to blame their surroundings.

Trying to flee from the grasp of the monsters, some jumped off of the main tower, trying to kill themselves.

In one section of the fort, people merely curled up in despair and terror.

The girl could only tremble.

She didn’t bawl, and merely cried softly, her body trembling in her mother’s arms.

Flying overhead, avian monsters let out eerie cries.

Every time they heard the strange cries, the people ducked their heads and crawled on the ground.

Then when the monsters flew away, without fail, the people’s gazes gathered on the main tower.

They heard from the knights that the one who was proclaimed the Brave by the G.o.ddess Anastasia was there..

What was the Brave doing?

Why hadn’t she driven away the monsters?

In their dread, the people started to murmur complaints towards the Brave.

Everybody, including the girl, felt resentment that the existence called the Brave would hole up in the main tower and hide.

—Until they saw that girl.

That girl walked through the people, who were startled by the door to the main tower opening; her back was straight, and her expression was cold.

That girl seemed to be about the same age as herself, or maybe even younger.

Though she was still in her childhood, her beautiful face betrayed no fear, even in the face of such terribleness, as she smiled to encourage the frightened people.

‘It’s Brave-sama.’

She herself couldn’t tell just by looking at her appearance, but from the whispers around her, she knew that the girl who walked out of the tower was the Brave.

Despite only getting a fleeting glimpse, that girl’s appearance was clearly burned in her mind.

She walked towards the fort’s gates, and soon:

Monsters roared and screamed.

Booms and crashes continued.

The monster’s death cries were heard.

Not wanting to hear the sounds the heard outside, they desperately closed their eyes and covered their ears; they kept their guard up for a long time.

Eventually, sounds outside the fort ceased— the girl called the Brave opened the gate to the fort and returned.

That girl’s body was covered in wounds.

Her brilliant golden hair, her flawless white skin, her whole body was stained by both her blood and the monster’s blood.

That girl’s whole body still continued to emit a strong fighting spirit, which the surrounding people could feel unconsciously and were left speechless, and she dragged her feet towards them.

Pitying that appearance, the girl wanted to call out to her when—

“You can’t.”

Her father pulled on her arm.

She looked up at her father’s face, and saw it filled with terror.

She obeyed her father’s words, and once more looked at her.

She couldn’t even begin to imagine how hard of a battle it was, and the wounds on her body must be extremely painful.

How dreadful was it to have faced the killing intent of all of those monsters.

She couldn’t fathom it.

The Brave returned after destroying all of the monsters and protecting the fort, but didn’t receive even a word of grat.i.tude. Instead, everybody’s gazes were filled with the same fear and dread that her father showed.

For whose sake did she fight for?

Only one person, the Elven woman who was her companion, went to hug her.

Incidentally, the two girls’ gazes met.

At that moment, she realized.

That girl’s eyes were red and swollen.

Despite that, that girl smiled towards her, as if encouraging her.

Her own tears spilled out.

It must have been due to the relief after all of that terror, that she started to cry.

Despite being wounded to the point of tears, that girl could still smile at her.

Seeing that pitiful figure, she more tears spilled out.

Her tenderness also conveyed the isolation and loneliness she felt…

It had been roughly four years since then.

“We-we’re saved. They’re from Nest.”

At those words, the fear and despair from that time came back.

Then, she thought of the Brave, the girl who was the same age as her.

She must have been happy after defeating the Demon Lord.

That girl known as the Brave probably didn’t remember the time when their eyes met.