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"Alas......" Ralph sighed again, and the strong man, who was full of disgust for water, couldn't care so much at the moment, and sat down in the mud with a "bang", his face was full of gloom, "There is no wine to drink." ”

The reason why a man like Ralph, who is always happy and energetic, seems to have lost his vitality is naturally not just "it rains heavily" and "there is no alcohol to drink".

Occasionally, just occasionally, our Uncle Ralph feels a little sad.

The flask is removed from the shoulder and held high, but of course not a drop of residual liquid will run down of it.

"Boss, boss, how can you just die like this? Uncle, I'm still waiting for you to invite me to drink...... It's good now, you're just dead, uncle, I don't even want to pay for wine, but I don't have a place to go......"

A pair of bull's eyes stared at the front of him, and the one lying on the ground silently was the "boss" in Ralph's mouth. The middle-aged man who runs the only tavern in the village seems to have been originally a merchant from the Brusken Empire, the "land of the blue sea", perhaps under the guidance of the gods, and he accidentally got lost and came to this remote village, but settled here.

The tavernkeeper, who was so kind that he gave people a somewhat cowardly feeling, had a terrifying knife in his lower abdomen, and he knew it was a fatal wound just by looking at it. Beside some middle-aged people who have made a fortune, there is his wife who is not very beautiful, but has a unique temperament and charm, and the young son of the two who has just turned three.

There is no doubt that these two lives were also lost.

“......”

Perhaps, the only thing to be thankful for at this moment is that the three of them at least died together, and they can embark on this endless road together.

"I died without even resisting. ”

Rao is a warrior who is accustomed to watching life and death, and it is inevitable that he will sigh between his words at this moment. His pupils were a little dilated, and Ralph was a rare thought.

The topic of life and death should have been avoided, but the man from the northwest steppe spoke bluntly about death in a rather bland tone.

Regarding taboos, he has not been able to understand that what happens is what happens, even if it is not mentioned, it happens, and if you don't mention it, you can't change anything, so why avoid it?

Most of the people of Northwater have such a straightforward mind.

Although the tone was flat, the gaze that looked straight ahead was full of sadness, which formed a considerable contrast with the fierce face.

In front of them are the villagers who once lived alive in this world, but now they have lost the most important and fundamental thing of human beings, life.

He saw the old men with white beards—the old people had always been stubborn, but the old people here were surprisingly talkative. Ah, right...... I haven't had time to thank them for their hospitality yet.

He saw the unscrupulous children—the imps who could not stop for a moment dared to ignore the domineering of his Uncle Ralph and use their arms as swings...... Not to mention, their smiles are quite funny.

He also saw young people who were so simple that they were disgusting—Ralph had never seen a man as uncompetitive as the young people here, who didn't even have the ambition to challenge the strong.

"Alas......"

He sighed again.

The corpses that had been scattered everywhere before had been collected by the big men in front of the village at this moment. It's not easy to find an open space here, but it's not something that has to be emphasized.

"Slaughter, ......"

Muttering something to his mouth, sitting upright like an iron tower, Ralph stretched out his palm that closed the eyes of the dead and unblinded people, and for a rare moment he looked at it carefully, as if he felt that there was something left there besides the blood stained by the carrying of the corpse.

All that fell into the palm of his hand were raindrops.

"It's really reminiscent of something unpleasant. ”

The usually rude man suddenly made a remark in a strange tone that did not quite look like his style, and then fell into a lonely silence.

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Roar.

The sudden tremor in the distance woke Ralph from his not-so-distant memory, and the big man furrowed his sparse and short eyebrows, scratching his head impatiently, and looking in the direction from which the voice came, but he immediately shook his body, and his huge body quickly stood up as his giant palm slapped on the ground.

The place where the sound came from was the church halfway up the mountain, where Vina went.

"It's like her style. In addition to a little sarcasm, there was more awe. Although Vina is often regarded as a little girl in her daily conversations, Ralph will never underestimate the strength of her fellow mage. Of course, it is also true that her fancy fighting style is not appreciated.

The Northwater people, who love revelries, celebrations, and all kinds of spectacle, for some reason dislike any kind of elemental magic that appears in public, cannot be explained by even scholars who specialize in human behavior in recent years.

"It's not so much like an investigation, it's like it's demolishing a house...... Huh—Isn't it?"

Ralph, who had been depressed and gloomy since he came to the village, finally opened his mouth and showed a smile that was more of a horror, and at the same time, the muscles in the big man's arms began to swell abnormally, as if he was ready for what was to come.

"This is definitely a battle!

The upward movement of the left arm produced a shock wave that was invisible to the naked eye, accompanied by the trademark war cry of the Northwest blue wolves, and even the rain stopped.

"Tread. ”

The first step I started was stuck in the mud.

"Hah!"

After a long laugh, he did not choose to use the body enhancement magic as before, perhaps for fear that the resulting damage to the ground would affect the rest of the deceased, but took a steady step towards the mountain.

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"It's ...... you"

On the mountainside, in the church, Vina, who was almost emotionally collapsed because of the cruel reality, and the grief and indignation that had nowhere to go, finally found the object of venting in the next moment when her eyes were confused and her expression was in a trance.

There were still other people in the church! It was only because Vina's attention was all drawn to the tragic condition of the person she cared about the moment she entered, that she ignored the existence of this person. Of course, this person has never even made some movements.

"You killed ...... Did you kill the captain!"

The pain in her heart turned into boundless anger, and Vina's voice was less heartbreaking, but it was so low that it was heart-wrenching.

Speechless. She was answered only by silence.

"Ge...... Answer, answer, I ......" gritted her teeth, and Vena issued an ultimatum word by word. In fact, it was quite rare for her not to do it right away.

Huh...... Captain Lance......

The figure of that person kept coming to mind, and the person who could rely on him with peace of mind was already ...... Ah, what happened? Why is this place so miserable? What did that person do and what he was thinking at the last moment of his life? Why, the person who thought he would always shine on him like the sun, left so easily? Why did such a good and powerful person ...... Ahh......h Why do you want to leave me alone? You often say that human beings should be strong, and only by being strong can they face all the pain and anxiety in the world, but do you know how Vina can make herself strong when you are gone?

The confusion of thoughts was full of questions, which no one could answer.

There was still no movement from the people over there.

"Are you dead too?" haha......"

A cold laugh sounded, but the head hung deeply, giving people the feeling that they had lost their last sanity. The burning anger lost its direction again, and Vena suddenly felt the resentment and sorrow in her chest churn, and when the blood surged, a mouthful of blood had spurted out.

"Huh...... Captain...... Just let me ...... with you" Between the words, there was only self-abandonment, and Vena's pupils suddenly flashed with brilliance, but the tears that had been held back for a long time finally flowed. She stretched out her arms towards Lance, trying to close the distance between her and him, but her feet were completely unable to lift their strength and move forward.

- I am, how weak, I am.

She couldn't help but lament.

The human heart is already weak, so why should the world pretend to be strong?

"Bang-"

The next moment, a sudden gust of wind turned the situation sharply. The moment she lowered her head and raised it, Vena suddenly saw a strange scene in her teary eyes. Just now, the blood that had been vomited from the damage to the organs caused by the anger on the heart moved on the stone ground, drawing a path out of a cloud of bright red, and the "road" refers to exactly that.

"You ?......"

The question in his mouth only had time to say a word, and the moment he raised his head, the red light that had once appeared skyrocketed again. Brighter than blood, more fiery than flames, the source of the light, the originally curled figure suddenly stood up, and the vast magical aura reappeared, but it seemed to be the person Vena was most familiar with.

- Captain Lance? No, it's not him!

The doubt in her mind lasted less than a moment before she denied it, and for Vina, this denial was somewhat cruel and decisive, but necessary. Completely different, yes, it's not at all. Although, the moment the breath of red light and magic came, the figure in the center of the light overlapped with the figure of Captain Lance, but the two were completely different existences. Yes, that's right, captain he has ...... Passed away.

For some reason, Vina finally made up her mind to face the brutal truth. This is the first step to break free from the gloom of the past and move boldly into the future.

No matter how painful it is, humanity must always take the next step towards the future.

The strong wind that blew around them stopped, and Lance's body still "peacefully" leaned against the wall, and it was the other man in the church who had been overlapping Lance's figure by Vina in a trance, who had been sitting motionless, as if he had long since died. The light was so blazing that it was like a flame, and the magic of the man who was bathed in red flames came from his body.

- Enormous, eerie and ominous magic.

The feeling of magic suddenly approached, the red light disappeared again in an instant, but the figure also disappeared with it, just as Vina was stunned, much taller than the woman's body, the man's figure seemed to appear in front of her out of thin air, and with it, it was a suffocating killing intent.

Killing intent can be called a special "momentum", and no matter how it is described, killing intent and murderous aura are all associated with death and are tainted with ominous words.

“......”

Eyes met, but he remained speechless.

“......”

Eyes met, and she didn't make any sound.

She didn't have time to speak, and in her heart, although the imminent biting killing intent made Vina secretly scream "Oops", it also calmed her disordered mind temporarily. I couldn't retreat and dodge, I thought I had seen the cruel footsteps of death, but what was carved into the eyes of the woman, the woman, and Vina, who still had the delicate heart of a young girl, was a face so ordinary that it was almost impossible to find anything worth describing, and it unexpectedly made people feel close.

Ordinary, naturally not handsome, but also not ugly, ordinary mouth, ordinary ears, ordinary nose, ordinary eyes, ordinary facial features with the result is difficult to leave a deep memory. It's hard to make people feel something, and although it loses its attractiveness, it doesn't make people feel unhappy just because of their appearance.

-- This person is too ordinary.

This is Vina's most intuitive feeling.

There are not too many traces of age on the face, it should be considered young, and it should not be older than Vina in the first half of her twenties. Men's skin is naturally not as smooth and flawless as a girl's, and the complexion is a common wheat color on the sun-drenched peninsula, which is a characteristic that can attract young girls, but with the man's characterless face, it will not have such an effect.

“......”

“......”

In the slow time, she looked at the simple and kind young man in front of her, who was emotionally excited by the death of a close person, and suddenly felt that her mood had calmed down, and the man who looked at each other and looked at him with only a blank look, so ordinary that he could not make people connect the fiery red light and the vast magic power with the tragedy that happened in the village, but in his heart, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The rain outside the window didn't stop, and Vina still couldn't hear the dripping rain.

She was still thinking.

In a small village that is inaccessible, the innocent dead have not yet been seen, and the perpetrators of this massacre are still nowhere to be found.

The members of the team who had agreed to meet here on an important mission witnessed the tragic situation here, and the results of the investigation actually found the death of the captain.

Who was responsible for this massacre?

And who, and for what purpose, killed Captain Lance?

――There are so many things that are difficult to understand...... But yes, that's it, so no matter what happens, we have to calm down and move forward. This is the teaching of Captain Lance.

Why did the person in front of him appear here, and why did I feel that familiar magic from him?

And why, this magic is filled with such a degree of ominous omen?

What is red light?

――Can I know the answer to all of this from you?

In such a situation full of doubts, the first encounter between the two is destined not to go on so calmly. Unbeknownst to Vina, in the near future, the man in front of her would accompany her on the path full of thorns and bumps that someone had not yet taken, and become an indispensable presence in her delicate heart.

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