The midnight visitor was a small boy.
You can tell from the characteristic black skin that you are a child of the family who originally lived in this village. He grabbed my hand with a crying face.
"Please, co with ! Dad!"
"!"
I imdiately return to the room and grab my bag.
"Johann, I'm going with you!"
"You are looking at the Knights."
I told Hermann who stood up when I went together, and I ran out of the house. He runs while being pulled by a boy.
I noticed sothing unusual just a little further. When the sun goes down, it is quiet, and people hear the voices from the center of the quiet village. It also sounds like a fight.
Look into the darkness. In front of the bonfire, people saw their backs.
"This plague god!"
You can hear a scream from behind the hedge.
In this imminent situation, is it a battle? No, not because of the pressing situation.
I swallow the sigh that was about to exhale. First, give priority to the boy's father. It is only after that that the fight is settled.
Judging that, he rushed to the boy's house.
But the boy's feet are heading towards the center of the fuss.
"You, that's ..."
"Soon! My dad will be killed!"
"!?"
I was astonished by the boy's words. Did you say you would die, not kill?
That is, there is a person trying to harm the boy's father. Considering that the boy is aiming at the center of the fuss, the answer is obvious.
"You are here"
When I let go of the boy's hand, he pushed through the fences.
Two n were at the center. One is a teenager who seems to be bloody. Another is a black-skinned man who seems to be in his late thirties. The latter would be the boy's father.
The young man grabs the man's chest and glares.
"Please give the dicine and food I got as soon as possible! I told you I forgive you."
"That's my wife. I can't give it."
Listening to the conversation between them, I felt like I wanted to tongue.
The food and dicines you've given out have already beco a source of contention. The state of the village seems more urgent than expected.
"It's so aweso! I could say that well. If you didn't get out of the woods, this wouldn't happen. My mother was suffering, I was in this place, Isn't it all because of you! "
"No! It's not our fault!"
The man shook his hand.
"Don't lie! The disease has begun to spread after you ca to town !?"
"If you correct the cause, you may have started cutting the trees in the forest! We didn't want to get out of town! But you couldn't have a decent life because you destroyed the forest It's so cool. "
"It's our fault !?"
"Please stop!"
Forcibly entered between the two who were about to grab again.
"Calm down. Please cool both heads."
Speak in as gentle a voice as possible to avoid stimulation. But it didn't seem to be much of an effect.
The young man is desperate to push out and grab a man.
"It has nothing to do with you! Retreat there!"
"I will not retreat. If I bla this person, nothing will change."
`` How do you change !? ''
The young man shouted to be frustrated.
"Every sick family is trapped in such a village in the depths of the forest, and is abandoned by the country! I guess it's all because of them that we've t such eyes!"
"Yes, it's because of the people in this village."
"If you don't have these guys ..."
A voice ca out among the people around , in tune with the youth's words.
With bloodshot eyes, people stare at black-skinned n, and the killed air flows.
I muttered in my heart that it was bad. The outlets for irritation, fear, and anxiety of the people trapped in the village are beginning to turn to the villagers. Nothing is more troubleso than group psychology in a repressed situation.
"Go away"
Along with a small murmur, a pebble rolled.
The stone rolls again to be inspired. This ti I had a clear intention to throw it. The malice grows.
"Disappear from us!"
A small stone hit the arm of a black-skinned man.
I stand as if to cover a moaning man.
"Hmm ..."
I was shocked by my head.
Perhaps a stone hit the left eye. After the pain of gouging, there was a feeling that the lukewarm liquid would slide down the cheeks following the edges of the eyes. My dripping blood prevents my left eye from opening.
With one eye, I looked at the people holding the stone in order from the end. I was surprised at the bloodshed of , and my expression seed to have disappeared, as if I had reduced my mind. Stunned, they are fading.
"please calm down"
Repeat the sa words again.
It seems that it has arrived this ti. I told him slowly, to tell the little child.
"The country has not forsaken you"
Rumble occurs.
Surely, among them, the desire to believe and the suspicion that they do not want to betrayed by believing.
"The second prince, Nahat von Elster, is working hard to save you."
"Nahat-sama ...?"
"Can you believe that? The royal family doesn't care about such a remote town."
"But he's a swaying prince. He's a weird prince who speaks to ordinary people like us."
Nacht's na seems to have an effect on their hearts.
It is as proud as yourself.
"Nacht was with at the entrance to the village. The dicine and food that I gave you was what he arranged. I would have wanted to give it directly, but he was your care. Is not a fundantal solution. Knowing that, Nahatt turned back to the royal capital, to bring more dicine and a pharmacist. "
People look at with a puzzled face.
"You, one ..."
`` Cho, Johan-sama !? What happened to that injury !? ''
I heard the commotion, and one of the knights ca across the wall. Seeing my bloody rush, she rushes up.
"What is Johann ... Is it a prince of a neighboring country ...!?"
"Oh, I've seen you with Heinz ... I'm a lie ... We're gonna ..."
The people around seem to have noticed my identity.
They have a poor blue face and are embarrassed.
"I'm proof that Johann von Velfalt is here."
Wipe the flowing blood with the back of the hand. I looked straight at them with both eyes open.
"Again, the nation has not abandoned you. Nahat is committed to loving and saving you and the people."
The silence flows. However, the air that was killed earlier was certainly wiped out.
"So, be your proud nationality, too."
There was a breathtaking sound.
Their faces, biting their lips and descending, are distorted with regret and sha. If you feel ashad of your actions and can repent, you're fine. Still irreversible.
People are weak.
But you can understand the pain of others just because you are weak.
"I think it's painful to see my family suffering. I'm anxious, it's painful and I can't sleep, but please believe in Nacht and wait a little longer. I want you to stand here with "
Please. Soone answered "yes" to my words that concluded.
Look around slowly and in order. There is no more malice or despair in the faces of those who nod with a crying face.
Look back at the black-skinned man behind. He nodded with a bitter smile.
Oh, it was good. What he was trying to protect was not lost in the worst form.
As soon as you feel relieved, your body loses its power. The view was shaky.
`` Johan-sama !? ''
The knight by my side will catch my body that is about to fall. He tries to keep his consciousness, but it seems difficult to overco the rush of fatigue and sleepiness.
But rembering that there was sothing I had to say, desperately connecting my broken consciousness.
"Speaking of which, this injury ans that I stumbled on a tree root ...
"Hey Johan !! Please do it!"
I just let go of my consciousness.
The last thing I saw was the sad face of the knight.
Feel the light over the closed eyelids.
I heard the noise of the leaves and the song of the bird.
I was going to take a break and seed to have lost a lot of ti. I have to get up early. There is a lot to do.
But I can't get up. The body is as heavy as lead and the head complains. The pulsating heartbeat is annoying as if there is another heart behind the ear. He was frowning on his pinching headache and enduring the pain.
?
Softly.
Sothing covered the eyelids. The soft, warm feel is probably soone's hand.
Gentle heat is transferred to the eyelids. Mystery and pain went away.
Drowsiness attacks again with so much comfort.
It is useless. Things to do are piled up like mountains. I can't resist it.
Did you notice that my consciousness is sinking again or not? A soft hand floated from my eyes. The feeling of leaving is regrettable and I catch it imdiately.
I was surprised.
"Johan got up ...?"
There was a pleasant voice in my ear, like rolling a bell.
Open your eyes slightly. It was an angel who jumped into sight.
A pale shining platinum blonde with highly transparent blue and blue eyes. A beautiful figure that even a renowned painter or a rare genius sculptor would not be able to capture.
"sister?"
When I call, my sister happily breaks her face. The expression of a flower-like smile must be for my sister.
Oh, a dream?
There should be no sister in this place. I concluded that I had a happy dream.
"Good, you rembered ."
There is no day when you forget your sister. I'm so impatient that I dream about it.
I didn't even realize that I was thinking so hard that I could imagine my growth so clearly. I thought that I was not good at art, but my ability seems to be demonstrated only with my sister.
"I want to talk a lot, but I'm a little more rested.
"But I still have sothing to do."
My sister stopped , who was waking up. The hand pulled back gently strokes the hair.
"It's all right now"
"e?"
The lost voice leaked.
Sister smiled and repeated the sa words again.
"It's okay because excellent pharmacists are coming with a silver bullet."
What a peaceful blurred dream I am.
I want to laugh at myself, but I feel suffocated. My chest is painful. My sight was bleeding because of my tears. A soft hand to cover again covers the eyes.
"Good job, Johan. I'm proud to be your sister."
"..."
I couldn't bear it anymore. With the tears flowing down, I sigh.
Even if I wake up, despair is waiting again. Even more hell awaits.
I felt I could fight with this happy dream.
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