The Death Knight Became an Escort Knight for the Saintess

6. To live, to kill someone else

6.

With a deft movement, without any superfluous movements, they put their hands on the window frame. As expected, the inn room was dark. In the first place, there was no reason to install expensive light bulbs operated by magical powers, unless it was a candle, in such a cheap inn built of old wood. Even this inn doesn’t even have that. You can only see the scenery while relying on the pale moonlight.

Leisurely, they pushed themselves through the open window. Only quietness resounded in his light steps. Those who had been crouching to tuck their bodies in slowly raised their crouched bodies. As comfortable as stretching in the morning.

Moonlight flowed all over them. The light that flowed from the dead corpse wrapped around the body like the heat of the sun and did not turn. Feeling no warmth, the pale light just fell helplessly over their pointy ears and sharp molars, proving that they were corpses.

The elf made fun of his light steps as his skinny limbs swayed. The wooden floor creaked, but as if he didn’t care, his steps became more brisk.

“Fuck it, do something.”

The orc spat out his words harshly. Upon hearing that, the elf made exaggerated gestures and let out a chuckle. It was an intentional laugh no matter who heard it.

“Cypal! How many times have you done this, what are you doing! Could it be that I took less sleeping pills? Are you still too scared for your size? Sick bastard. If I hadn’t taken sleeping pills, you and I wouldn’t have been able to come up here anymore.”

The orc let out a strong snort, but couldn’t refute what the elf was saying. He only hurried his steps, thumping louder than the Elves.

“Look closely at that bitch and nothing else. There are years with different eye colors.”

“I know even if you don’t tell me! Do you know who doesn’t know that? The case is different this time! It’s fucking fucking because you saw the article with your little kid’s eyes!”

But the elf again burst out with that exaggerated laugh and just teased his feet. Waving his skinny arms, he began to rummage in his arms. A short candlestick, roughly dry, was held in his hand. With a match in his other hand, the elf lit the candlestick with his characteristic exaggerated movements.

In an instant, Ecilia’s pure white skin was revealed. The elf who saw the clean and graceful appearance of the saintess of innocence muttered while swallowing.

“… Dude, you’re the most advanced bitch I’ve ever seen. Both the body and the face are of good quality. Hey, don’t just peel and eat it, eat it and sell it to a brothel? It’s a good product and the eyes are so amazing, so I think you’ll get a pretty good price.”

“Please don’t be foolish and find some money, you fuckin’ crazy bastard! Don’t mess with anyone but compliant bitches! If you bite your tongue and die, it’s our responsibility! Besides, you seem to have been forgetting it since earlier, but there is an article, so just take your money and go quietly today.”

“… No, why are you worrying about buying it? Didn’t you see I was asleep this year? Even if you are a knight, you must be going to dreamland somewhere in this room, so why are you so scared?”

The elf lightly let go of the orc’s words and looked around the room.

“Let’s see~ Did you bring anything more~? Looking at her clothes, she looks like an aristocratic lady. Wouldn’t you like to give her some jewels?”

The elf, who was running around chatting about a song with a shrill voice and a messed up pitch and tempo, had to let out a scream mixed with profanity at the moment.

“Oh, what a mess!!”

“What?! What’s the matter?!”

The orc snorted and turned his head to where the elf screamed. A dagger was held in his tense hand. When he turned his head, he saw an ultramarine suit of armor sitting with his head bowed in one corner of the bed, lit by an elf-held candle. Seeing this, the elf stomped his feet frantically and let out a chuckle.

“Did you see?! Did you see?! Did you see?! You stupid bastard – ?! Even the knight has reached out! But what are you worried about! Anyway, you rotten bastard! Hey man, I must have checked that the knight was stretched out anyway. Even if it’s not a brothel, let’s fuck it. Isn’t your baby looking at that year? “

The elf, unable to hide his excitement, moved further toward his armor. When the most worrying part was resolved, the orc responded to the elf with a much softened voice.

“Oh shit, it’s not like that because everything goes wrong. This nerd But do knights sleep wearing armor?”

“How do I know what the noble knights are thinking? Buddreongni baby. They are bastards who live in nothing and fall behind in nothing, so they wear armor and play daughters, but see. Ohh, how fucking good is this armor?

If you bring this in and sell it, I will definitely buy a couple of buildings. Ha, I can’t sell you. On a day like today, I’ll have to pick one up. You say you don’t eat on a day like today? Cancer, sin, sin.”

They shared their friendship with each other even more while spitting out derogatory terms for the other’s race. The orc let out a harsh sound from his throat and reached out to his comrade, as if he was pleased that the elf had sung an anchovy for him.

“Don’t be mean and give me a candle.”

“Why? Aha~, do you feel bad looking at it too? Dude, except for the subject that you end up getting into trouble for.”

“I told you not to fuck.”

He said so, but the orc’s eyes were already fixed on the location where the saintess was. With a flurry of motion, he took the candle as if taking it from a colleague who handed it to him, and scanned the body of the saintess once.

It’s a brothel, the elf didn’t say that for nothing. No matter how you look at it, it’s definitely a quality product. If it hadn’t been for the article, I would have already sold it. No matter how noble she was, it was clear that any girl who came to a village like this was of a lower rank.

Because of the risk factor of being a knight, I originally planned to run away with only the money, but when it was confirmed that I was asleep, I felt that the desire suppressed by tension was relieved a little. Sin, yes, it’s definitely a sin not to eat this much. The orc let out his snort slowly. At the thought of mixing his skin after a long time, his desire stiffly raised his head from below.

Raising the candle high, he took a closer look at her saintess. Wouldn’t this be the highest quality product beyond her standard? It wasn’t easy to find something in such good condition. Anyway, it wouldn’t be bad to grab a bite to eat and take the money while the knight was asleep anyway.

“…… ! …… !”

When I turned my head at the unusual sound coming from the side, I saw a shadow flapping its body around the edge of the flickering candle.

“Such an asshole, you can’t stand it and start beating her daughter-in-law. Anyway, he’s like a real fuck-crazy bastard.”

The orc gave a shallow laugh. The look of a colleague who worked hard for self-satisfaction was ridiculous. Seeing how he exaggeratedly teased his arms even while masturbating, I really thought that the dwarf would be more suitable to play a clown in a theater rather than this kind of work.

He moved the candle slightly to find the valuables. No matter how much medicine he used, he had to be careful about his actions, as he was likely to wake up if the wax melted. As he moved the candle, he saw the shadow of his colleague, who was still teasing his arm.

“Did you really go crazy? Stop messing around with her and find something worthwhile.”

But the elf didn’t pretend to hear him and was still frantically moving his arms up and down.

“Ah this… fuck… ! Stop messing around and find something worthwhile…… !”

The orc, who had been shouting as he roughly moved the candle toward his comrade, stopped his moving arm. He stopped

It is not the masturbating arm that the colleague is moving up and down,

It was a bridge that floundered while being lifted up in the air.

–

Execution is one of the simplest of devised killing methods. The simple method of killing by strangulation with hands boasted a history as long as its simplicity. The advantage of axal is, above all, in its simplicity. Unlike other methods of killing that require the use of tools or magic, anyone could do it at any time.

Although there was a downside of being completely dependent on the user’s power, once the power is secured, the downside is bound to disappear. Also, even if you don’t secure strength, if you do it by surprise, it’s very difficult to resist. When you are strangled at the moment, the force that should be distributed evenly throughout the body is concentrated only in the neck area, and the overall body loses strength, and as oxygen is not properly supplied, thinking becomes dull.

If that’s all, it’s hard to make a sound with your mouth because you’re strangled, so one of the biggest means to inform your situation is removed.

It was for this reason that Zerfied chose to commit suicide. Watching the elf’s blood gradually disappear from his face, Zer Pied tilted his head. The elf opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue randomly in an attempt to somehow secure oxygen, but with his left hand completely strangling him, it was just a waste of stamina. Tears flowed from his quivering eyes.

In those eyes, where the veins were clearly visible, there was only grotesque desperation, fear, and incomprehensibility. He had no hope of living, no intent to kill him. It is simply buried by overwhelming death.

He wondered if he had eyes like this when he himself was no longer alive.

I don’t know. Only the world will know its own eyes that day.

The life in the elf’s eyes gradually stopped. As a result, the thoughts gradually disappeared from Zerfied’s head. With the light in his eyes gone, the elf’s body no longer needed to move. Helplessly, his limbs fluttered in the air.

“What, what…… ?”

The orc watched with his mouth open as his comrades let their limbs hang limp. He blinked his eyes several times, but still his comrade did not move as he was held in one hand by the knight.

Holy shit.

The orc spat out swear words inwardly. Because otherwise he would have fainted on this spot.

Clearly, there was no sound. There’s no way it wouldn’t make a sound if the whole body was covered in armor like that, but I couldn’t even check the movement. No, apart from that, how on earth are you moving? Just in case, the driver took more sleeping pills than that year. No matter how much a knight trains his body, isn’t it normal to stagger when he wakes up after taking that amount of sleeping pills?

It was the blue knight’s movement that somehow awakened the mind of the orc, who had been scrambling to understand this absurd situation. He couldn’t help but come to his senses. An elf’s corpse flew towards him.

Oh oh oh oh – !

“Quaaaaagh – !”

Even though she twisted her body in haste, the elf’s corpse fit right into the orc’s back. No matter how skinny she was, the shock of a corpse of similar stature to an orc was considerable. Holding onto his painful back, the orc groped the floor as he groped. I couldn’t see where the candle went. He had to find out quickly.

Damn, I don’t want to go behind here!!

Just a candle, if you find it, you can get out of here. The door to the room had a lock he knew.

If you lock the door right after you get out of here, that will at least give you time to escape. A bright light came into the orc’s eyes as he frantically turned his head and searched for the candle.

I found it.

The orc turned his eyes in that direction with a smile on his face. There was a candle in front of him. He with ultramarine blue arms holding a candlestick.

–

Sharkot is definitely a town full of luck. It is a self-evident fact. It’s hard to find an empty room at the inn, and the table is full of adventurers enjoying a meal and a drink. A smile hangs from their lips, and the words made with laughter are full of brilliant plans for the future. Behind them is a bag as big as their plans for the future, and there are various equipment inside that will guide them to the future they envision.

Not only inns, but also on the streets. There are groups of adventurers who are just starting out everywhere on the streets, and it is not difficult to find the heat of hope in their eyes. The shop built on the roadside is full of voices of them bargaining. Their bodies are directed to different places, but their eyes are all looking at the same place. It was the same with orcs.

Mount Ethelbeyer.

The mystical mountain, which covered itself in fog and forbade others to enter, was a treasure trove of vegetation and minerals that were as rare as it was mystic. There were elements that he had to risk his life, such as fog and caves, but if he risked his life and brought luck from the mountain, his life would also be blessed with luck. And, if an adventure doesn’t cost your life, can it be called an adventure?

Luck is as fickle as its nature, and never comes to those who remain still.

It was only after the orc realized that the maxim was true that he had spent several months in Scharcot after wasting several adventures. The maxim was very clear. After it was revealed that there were more groups of adventurers who went in and came out in fewer numbers than those who came out with rare items, naturally, the people heading to the mountain began to cut off.

Silence took its place at the inn full of adventurers, and dust replaced the bargaining streets.

And the village was still standing there. And the same was true of the orcs who exchanged alcohol and money to console themselves for their repeated failures. Orc quietly brought his beer to his lips. It was kind of like a fishy drink.

The reason he realized that this was an old memory was because what he felt in his mouth was not alcohol but thick blood. After the orc blinked a few times, he had to scream from the belated pain.

“Kkeuheoeook! Heck… ! I’m sorry… !”

Bones play a role in supporting the body, but at the same time, they also play a role in protecting internal organs. Although it may not be like steel because it is a body, it is still an object that retains some degree of hardness. However, none of that was the case for Zerfied.

To him, the object called the bones of his tribe was a fragile thing that could explode with his light hand movements, and it was a fact that even the orcs who were holding onto his hair could experience it indirectly to some extent. Therefore, when he forcibly matched the orc’s face with the corpse’s head, that is, the elf’s skull, he had to be very meticulous in order to avoid the misfortune of both exploding.

It was quite difficult. Taking action while controlling power like this is something I’ve never done before. He forced the orc’s face to move toward the corpse’s skull once again.

“Shalmot… ! I couldn’t… !”

Inaccurate pronunciation flowed from his mouth, which had already lost several teeth. Despite his pleas, the forced movement did not stop.

Pagaak – .

With a dull thud, several of his teeth flew into the air. Blood was dripping from his already broken nose. In the end, the orc, overcome with pain, recklessly swung the dagger he was holding in one hand.

However, as always, judgments that are not rational are not very helpful.

Wooddeuk.

“Keep it! Whoops… ! Nope… ! Heh heh… !”

The hand that hit the armor, that is, the hand that was exactly the hand, showed off the strong will of blood and bone to no longer be confined to this stuffy body. The fingers desperately sympathized with the will of blood and bone. Isn’t there a law that says you have to stay in a certain position? They succeeded in pushing the limits of their own flexibility that day.

“Let me tell you… to say… My, my… Submission… Submission….”

The orc could feel himself being lifted into the air, even as all his senses were filled with pain. A knight’s hand grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up, finally realizing how his comrade was feeling. Blood-red eyes flashed through the cracks in the helmet looking up at him.

“Did you say you used sleeping pills?”

“Yes… yes….”

Blood dripped from the corners of his mouth every time he nodded. Zer Pied turned her head to see the sleeping saintess. How much did she use? Even when this situation happened, she did not wake up.

“How do I wake you up?”

“Elh… Elh… Navigable… Approximately… approximately….”

“Did you have any wake-up pills in your bag?”

The orc bleeds again and shakes his head. Blood splattered on his breastplate, but Zerpiede didn’t care. He was still covered in blood all the way through the gauntlet to Cooter. He threw the orc to the bottom of his gallows and went over to the elf’s corpse.

When he opened the bag, white powder, unknown notes with various symbols written on it, and the medicine bottle he was looking for were rolled out. I opened the cap of the bottle and slowly poured the medicine into the saintess’s mouth.

The saintess woke up a few minutes after taking the medicine.

“Ummm… Knight… ? It’s already morning… ?”

Zerfied quickly covered Esilia’s mouth, which was about to scream. He placed his index finger vertically on the mouth of his helm. Realizing the meaning of the action, Celia shuddered and nodded her head. Tears welled up in her eyes. Slowly removing her hand from her, the Death Knight moved back to her strewn orc.

“Buy, save… save… Main… flaw….”

“Do you want to live?”

“Yes… yes….”

Every time he opened his mouth, a good amount of blood flowed out, but the orc couldn’t afford to be on his nerves. His blood was full of fear-mixed hopes to survive.

“Who ordered you to do this?”

“Ah… Oh no… Oh no….”

“No one told me to, really?”

Zerfied lightly stepped on the lying orc’s chest with his foot. But even that alone made the orc howl with bloody screams. Before he knew it, his blood was oozing with pain as well as hope. The saintess looked at the scene and turned her head away. Tears flowed from her eyes. Many of her wounded have been seen. I’m used to it.

However, the sight of someone being swept away by violence was shocking, something the saintess had never seen before, as she was only inside the building. Saving the injured person and hurting someone are two different things.

She lost her mind when Philed and Tessien were killed by the Death Knight. Even now, the shock like that time ran through my body.

“Sher, Shemmalo… Oh no… I didn’t even try… ! Shut up… Shut up… !!”

Zerfied slowly shook his head as he saw the orc protesting in a grotesque voice. Even on the battlefield, there were people like this sometimes. A person who cannot accept the approaching death and longs for the vain hope that he will be able to return alive. These desperate ones were usually fearful ones. Those who, if they return alive, are afraid of being condemned for what they have done in fear of death.

This orc must be of a similar type. If he goes back, he fears retaliation or torture for what he did. Zerfied sighed slowly. He beckoned Celia to her as she sat on her bed and sobbed. The saintess trembled and approached the Death Knight. The Death Knight reached out and picked up the dagger that the orc had dropped while swinging her hand earlier. He carefully held out the blade to the saintess.

“Kill him.”

“Yes…… ?”

The saintess’ eyes widened in an instant. Kill? It’s something I’ve never done before. Far from killing, it was the first time I had ever seen someone exposed to violence intact. Can’t kill She shook her head vigorously with her sobs. The Death Knight calmly muttered to such a saint.

“Lady Esilia, I must kill you. You yourself My current contract is to escort you. It’s not just killing without caring about anything else. Even just now, an unexpected situation has already occurred that is not from the General Church’s forces. I will escort you as best I can, but you should be able to protect yourself if that doesn’t work. As your escort knight, I need to make you have those abilities.”

“… ….”

His words were reasonable, but the saintess didn’t say anything. She’s only managed to keep her alive. She never thought of killing her. Her body trembled violently.

“Esilia, do you want me to release this person again? This man tried to take your valuables with his corpse lying there. Not only that. After he extorted valuables, he plotted your cowardice.”

“What… what… oh, scared… ?”

“I conspired to coward.”

The Death Knight told her saintess clearly once more. Her saintly eyes fell and turned to the orc who was barely breathing. Her big eyes twinkled.

“Ecilia, do you really want to let go? Can you bet he won’t do this again if you let go of interest? Do you want to let this person go? If you don’t want to kill me, I’ll let him go.”

Hearing Zer Peed’s words, the orc twisted his body with a gasping breath. Some kind of pleading words came out, but it was immediately quieted by the Death Knight’s light kick.

At the death knight’s plain words, Ecelia shook her head and accepted her dagger. Her dagger was taken and her body was shaking like crazy. Ecilia shed tears and moved closer to the orc that Zerpied was stepping on.

As she got closer, the eyes of the orc trembled as she approached. His face was terrifying. Both molars were broken, and one eye was torn to the point of blindness. The nose was unrecognizable, and the base of the nose and mouth were stained dark red with blood. Ethilia raised her dagger, she thought.

If you don’t kill this person now, not only yourself but others will be harmed. This was unavoidable. This man must be killed, she whispered in her heart. Otherwise

Because you will die.

At the same time as her dagger fell, Zer Pied’s foot was removed. The dagger was thrust into the orc’s chest. There was the sound of his meat being torn apart, and the orc’s body wriggled once. There were no screams. He just looked at Ecilia. A dry tear fell from the corpse’s eye. Blood quietly spread over the corpse.

The saintess shuddered. When she inserted the dagger, the feeling of dying penetrated her body. It’s over. Completely. She couldn’t get it back. Tears flowed, but no tears came out. She just trembled.

Zer Pied looked at her saintess and moved her steps towards the corpse of her elf. I picked up the white powder from her bag and a note from her that didn’t make any sense. She brought them to her face, but she didn’t know what either. But she knew one thing.

It had a strong cinnamon scent.

–

Jen Yard muttered, scratching the scruff of her neck at the slight noise coming from her bedside. She was taking a little longer to come than expected, so she drank a bottle of alcohol and she just had her eyes closed for a moment. She thought she might be late because she had an article, but she thought it was taking too long though. Just in case he put more sleeping pills in his meal. Zenyard’s murmur was tinged with irritation.

“Fuck… Why did it take so long… These sick bastards… Did you come back after being in heat again? ?”

There was no answer.

“Hey fuck… I’m just ignoring you for being drunk… ? It’s you bastards who came late for work… What the fuck!”

Fuck, am I looking at something? Zenyard felt the bottle of alcohol he drank suddenly break. Not only do you wake up from alcohol, but you can also feel cold sweat running through your body. But unlike his senses, he couldn’t shake the thought that he might have had too much to drink.

Above the reception desk were the corpses of his comrades.

Or am I having fucking nightmares? He immediately knew that the idea was wrong. I felt cold, sharp metal to my left.

“Tell me.”

It was a familiar voice. Zenyard spoke in the direction of the metal with a trembling voice.

“That… knight. There seems to be a misunderstanding…….”

“You really have a strong friendship.”

Immediately I felt the blade digging deep into my throat. At the creeping pain, he let out the fastest cry he could.

“Aaaaah, I got it! OK! OK! OK!”

Jenn Yard, who shouted for his throat to burst, frowned in surprise as things suddenly flew into his face. He opened his eyes hurriedly as the movement nearly drove the blade deeper. White powder and notes lay on his lap.

“Tell me about them.”

“…… If I tell you, you won’t stab me… ?”

“Let’s do that.”

At the same time, the blade slightly detached from his body. Zenyard took a deep breath.

“First of all… This white thing is dope. A small amount of aphrodisiac is also mixed in.”

“What were you trying to do with it?”

“…… I’m not sure what to do…. Gee, I was going to tell you now! Drop that blade just a little bit please! Her… fuck… It’s not me, it’s Nedram, that’s what this elf uses. If there are any bitches who are likable among the women, before selling them to the brothel, uh, goulat. It’s because he’s a bastard who eats and eats with that orc….”

At Zen Yard’s words, the saintess covered her mouth.

“A brothel…… Nonsense… Could there be such a thing….”

Zer Pied cast his gaze on her saintess for a moment, then turned back toward the Zen Yard.

“Did the three of you conspire to do this?”

Jen Yard swallowed only his dry saliva at those words. His eyes trembled But it was only for a moment. The metal glistened in the pale moonlight.

“Aaaaa! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!! Under… under… I’ll tell you everything! All! …… The three of us just do what we’re told… The work is decided by the ‘organization’….”

“It’s an organization, so it wasn’t a simple individual action. What is the name of that organization?”

“I don’t know… wait wait! I really don’t know! Really! Die if you know! When low-end guys like us step out recklessly, they’re just going after them! Neither the scale nor the members know anything! I just do what I am told!”

Watching him breathe heavily, Jer Pied nodded.

“What do these symbols mean?”

“…… I don’t know that either. I am in charge of manufacturing the medicine. I’m making something like sleeping pills. This is a password known only to contacts like Nedram… As a manufacturing manager, I don’t know.”

“Okay. Last ask What does the organization mainly do?”

“…… I know you do anything. Running a brothel, killing contracts, kidnapping… Drug maker like me… I know you do all those things….”

The blade slowly disappeared from his neck. Jen Yard let out a sigh of relief and touched the side of his neck. Along with cold sweat, blood was slightly thick on his hands.

“Esilia, what do you think? Do you think this person has ties to the General Church?”

The saintess shook her head.

“…… No, although the General Church certainly has an assassin group… There’s no way I’m taking part in this ridiculous criminal activity… There… I listened carefully. The General Order needs my virginity… If these guys tried to scare me… It will have nothing to do with the General Church…….”

“Okay.”

Zer Pied nodded his head at Esilia’s words. Zen Yard bowed his head at his action.

“Thank you… ! Thank you… ! Thank you!

I don’t know what it is, but he survived anyway. Because he said he obviously had nothing to do with it! When they return, they will immediately head to the place where the ‘tangential line’ is located. If he told me this information, he might be promoted several ranks. I don’t know anything else, but I won’t remain in charge of simple manufacturing. Then you can get away from being this damn innkeeper… ?

“No sleep!! The promise is different…… !!”

His last words were replaced by blood. His severed head fell to the floor and his body wriggled, unable to cope with the blood gushing from his neck. To the body that urged his answer, Zerfied quietly answered.

“Yes, I didn’t stab you as promised.”

The Death Knight closed her eyes and looked at the saintess who turned her head to the side and relayed her words to her.

“Esilia. You know how hard it is. But it’s time to move. I can’t stay here forever. I will leave now

“…… Float… It’s me… ?”

The eyes of the saintess looking at him were not properly focused. Her body didn’t shake, but the trembling was still there.

“Yes, so find something useful.”

“It’s useful…… ?”

“Look for useful things, like the map you mentioned, whatever seems necessary for the current situation.”

“Yes, yes…… !”

After talking about Zerpied, I reached for the shelf above the reception desk. The lower side of her begged her saintess. Still, she had a shocked, dazed expression on her face, but I couldn’t afford to pay attention to her.

‘Should I be fortunate to at least be listened to?’

The shelves were as bare as the inn. Reaching every nook and cranny, he finally found himself reaching for the gauntlet. It was an old leather bag. It was rewarding to find every nook and cranny. He roughly brushed off the dust and stuffed the white powder and the coded note into it.

“I found the driver… “

“What is it?”

“It’s a map… “

“A town map? I’m sorry but throw it away. I will be leaving soon anyway.”

“No, it’s a world map… It’s a bit old, but…….”

“Good, put it here.”

It was an unexpected harvest. I don’t know where the map is, but I was thinking that I should prepare it for my next destination, but I didn’t have to. He put the old map in an old bag and entrusted it to the saintess.

“Have it. You will need it more than I do.”

The saintess nodded weakly. She cradled her old bag in her arms. Death Knight reached for the shelf at the bottom of the reception desk. It didn’t take long before he found what he was looking for. A shiny silver coin was soon pulled out from inside. It was the silver coin of yesterday. Zerfied randomly dropped the silver coin near the corpse drenched in blood. The bright light of the silver coin was washed away by the thick darkness of blood.

The corpses of the orcs and elves on the reception desk were thrown near Zenyard’s corpse. I took the orc’s dagger that the saintess was holding out of her hand. She was gripping it so tightly that her saintess’ palms were pale. She thrust the dagger into Zen Yard’s chest. Eccilia’s body flinched once as she heard the sound of her meat piercing.

Death Knight looked at the play of corpses he directed. She wasn’t bad This is enough to be seen as the result of a fierce battle over silver coins. The non-living director, having completed her rendition, turned her head to her saintess. Her eyes met hers and the saintess only bowed her head but said nothing.

She wrapped her saintess in her cloak and ran toward the door of her inn. It was bluish outside. A whitish light could be seen from the shadows of the mountains in the distance. On both sides of the dirt floor, there were a few tribes sitting, similar to yesterday, although in small numbers.

They ran out, receiving stares like yesterday. Indifferent glances passed them by. The saintess was horrified by that fact. About her not being as wary as yesterday. How the hell are they used to this? How on earth could he be indifferent to a knight whose armor was stained with blood? What the hell – .

No answer came.

–

Shortly after leaving the village entrance, they mounted a horse without a head. The strong horse’s hooves kicked the cold soil through the night. Only the sound of galloping horses breaks through the harsh silence. Zerpied, who saw the only resistance to the silence of the gallantry, decided to help the resistance. He opened his mouth

“Esilia, do you regret it?”

“What… do you mean…… ?”

“What woke me up.”

“…… You should have killed the innkeeper… Did you…… ?”

The saintess closed her eyes. But even when she closed her eyes, scenes of her countless violent slaughter assaulted her. Tears flowed from her eyes again.

“Even if we let him live, there’s no guarantee that he won’t do the same thing to us again. Moreover, having heard our story, there is a possibility that he will reveal something about us in the future when he contacts the General Church.”

Ecilia lowered her head at Zerpied’s words. His words were terribly reasonable. I couldn’t tell if the coldness of his words was due to the cruelty that he could casually kill, or if it was because he was riding on the morning wind that was just beginning.

“…… At first just… I was happy. I thought I could survive by waking up the knight… Just that simple… I thought…….”

Before I knew it, the morning wind was mixed with sobs.

“When Philed and Tessien died… It was so fleeting… Because it didn’t happen in front of my eyes… Complacently… Violence has nothing to do with me… It’s irrelevant slaughter… It’s just the knight’s slaughter… I thought…… But today… When I was in such merciless violence… For a moment I thought… I wonder if I’ve woken up to something I couldn’t dare to handle…….”

She had to swallow her dry saliva. With her tears flowing, the saintess let out her words.

“She healed many people while she was a saint…… There have been people who have come to my capital city without a good night’s sleep for months… They were all desperate. There were even people who could only live one day even if they worked hard for the rest of their lives… But… I didn’t know why at the time. Rather than coming so forcefully… I thought we could have a better time….

They were the ones who got hurt, and I wasn’t… Of course, I had to listen to it, and I thought it would be nice for them to live, but… I didn’t understand…… I think I know now.

They wanted to live. So desperately now i know I want to live. One more day, one more second.”

Her words flutter in the cold morning breeze. The Death Knight, who quietly listened to her voice in the morning wind, sent her own echo to her wind.

“Lady Esilia. Did the sausage and pasta you ate last night taste good?”

“Yes… ? That’s it, of course…….”

“If living things don’t eat, they can’t survive. Whether it flies, walks on land, or swims, it eats everything to survive. Green sprouts bloom while eating things buried in the ground.

That’s what eating is, filling my life with another life. Live by eating all living things like you.

Filling her own life with her other life.

To live is to kill someone else.”

The saintess was unable to speak. She leaned back on her only hope, which was cruel, driving her horse behind her own.

Dawn is coming.

Yesterday’s day dies, and today’s day begins. Yesterday’s sun dies, today’s sun is born. They die, but you live. That’s how I live today. While killing someone else.

The horse without a head jumped over the corpse of the past and ran toward the living today.