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Shouldn’t you go to prison at least once before you die? (13)
When I pull out the chair and force him to sit on it, Merson jumps up again without giving me time to blink. I stretched out my hand, put it on Merson’s shoulder, and pressed it hard.
Merson, who was forced to sit down, bit his lower lip and crumpled his forehead. It is very dissatisfying. I whispered in his ear while stroking Merson’s brown hair, which had been changed by the magic tool.
“I know how to use magic now. Don’t worry. If you restrain her too much, she might run away.”
Even after hearing my words, his expression still didn’t lighten up. However, proving it was effective, he did not jump out of his seat. Nice, nice. I wrinkled my nose and lightly ran out.
“I’ll be back soon!”
But I should have known The misfortune of possessing a side character who is killed with a single blow, is not over yet.
The street, which started busily preparing from dawn, was already ready to welcome guests by the time the cold wind had finally gone.
In a market where there are more sellers than buyers, finding Chenin seemed easy. Besides, it’s obvious that she went out in a flashy dress with a pop of color, so even if I have poor eyesight, I’ll be able to find it right away.
First, I headed towards the street vendors selling shoes. The street was quiet.
That’s not to say that there are no people at all. It’s just not to the point where I cannot breathe properly because I am stuck between bodies and even walking a step is a burden.
I walked away without hesitation, without worrying about bumping shoulders. But I couldn’t see Chenin that I should be able to recognize even if she looked as small as a pinky fingernail.
“Has a lady with scarlet hair passed by here by any chance?”
Chenin, who was too young to be called a lady, was more appropriate to be called a young Miss. The white-haired shoemaker said, “Ah, I saw her!” and pointed in the direction I was walking.
“She was so picky that she took out all the shoes, and then she finally bought one and went back.”
“She went back? The direction I came from?”
“Yes. I even remember her wearing a bright yellow dress.”
If she went back, she might have gone to the inn, but Chenin never returned. She could have gone a different way, but an uneasy premonition came more than the possibility.
“How long has she been gone?”
“20 minutes? Not too long ago.”
Twenty minutes would have been enough to go back to the inn.
“Thank you. Sell a lot.”
My feet quickened. Without realizing it, I ran as hard as I could towards the inn, but in the end, I didn’t see the kid under my eyes and bumped into it.
“Kyaak!”
What came before my pain was the child’s startled scream.
“Are you okay?!”
The child sniffed and looked up at me resentfully.
“Sorry. Are you hurt?”
“… I’m okay.”
I couldn’t keep the child sitting on the pavement, so I reached out my hand to help the child up. Perhaps because of the child’s timid personality, the hesitant child grabbed my hand.
“Huh?”
Large, unsuitable lace gloves were loosely fitted to the child’s hands. When I show signs of being familiar with it, she hurriedly turns her hand behind her in case I take it away.
“Where did you get that?”
Familiar lace gloves. It was what Chenin always wore. She is not a great person to share it out of pity, so the child either picked it up somewhere or stole it…….
“It’s mine, it’s mine!”
“I’m not trying to steal it. Can you just tell me where you got it?”
“…….”
“Don’t get upset. It’s because Sister is looking for the owner of these gloves. It’s my younger sister who left home.”
“Your sister?”
“Yes. Do you have a younger sibling? That does not listen to you.”
The child, who had been frightened by the fact that she had someone else’s gloves, perked up at the story of a younger sibling, and she immediately nodded her head in strong sympathy.
“Yes. That kind of kid. When I find her, I will spank her butt.”
“I want to do the same to my younger sibling. They never listen to me.”
In addition to these words, the child told everything from complaining about side dishes at mealtimes to how someone fought with her mother.
I couldn’t concentrate on the child’s words because my heart was impatient to share the long sad talk, but I roughly responded, “You must be angry!” or “Yeah, so?” with such reactions. However, when the child, who was obsessed with gossip, showed no signs of ending, I eventually cut off her words.
“Once my mom told me to brush my teeth…….”
“Sorry! Can I hear about that later? I think I need to find my sister soon. Your mother would be worried too.”
The child, who had stopped talking, put on a sullen face , but thanks to her understanding of my position, she didn’t chatter more.
She beckoned me to come closer and I put my ear to the child’s mouth. She curled up her small hands and whispered as if she was sharing a secret story.
“There was a sister in a pretty dress talking to the uncles in front of the inn over there.”
Men?
“Her clothes were so pretty that I kept looking at it. But the Sister suddenly fell asleep and started sleeping leaning on the uncles.”
“Then?”
“The uncles put the Sister on their back and put her in a carriage.”
“…….”
“The glove fell where the sister was. She must have dropped it because she was too sleepy.”
My anxiety has become a reality. I had to make constant efforts to relax my hardened face.
“… Do, do you remember where she went?”
“They went all the way down this road.”
It was the road leading to County Abitz. It was unreasonable to follow a carriage that had already left minutes before and was invisible, since it was clear that I would miss it even if I followed right after it.
First of all, I’ll tell Merson about the situation, and since the water has been spilled, I have no choice but to go inside the County and bring Chenin out.
“Thank you for letting me know.”
I gave a short bow and straightened my bowed body. To go to the inn where Merson is.
However, I couldn’t take a single step and had to bend down again.
Round and round
Like drunk, my vision moved wildly. The ground rises, buildings are crushed like clay, and my legs stagger.
I clutched my head in strong dizziness and tried to come to my senses. However, it all became futile because of the child who ran after hitting my thigh with her shoulder.
I put my hands on the floor and my eyes were fixed on the ground.
“… int!”
Through the rapid breathing, the child’s cheerful voice came. I managed to raise my head and look straight ahead, and the child with red cheeks and a bright smile and a hand stroking her head came into my distorted view. It was a white hand that contrasted with the jet-black sleeves.
It’s a trap.
My instinct, and the situation where I was in now, clearly told me.
“Good job.”
A familiar voice. If I raise my head a little more, I think I can see the owner of the voice, but even that was too hard.
Power went into my fingers that touched the ground. I cursed at my neck, which was hardly listening, and gave strength until my whole body was shaking.
A little bit more…….
“Huhk!”
A heavy pain flew over my shoulder. I was helplessly turned over and had to hit the back of my head on the floor and look up at the gloomy sky.
“… move to…….”
I forcibly lifted my closed eyelids and rolled my eyes. A few thick hands held my body in an inconsiderate way, and I was distracted by the deep smile that was looking at me.
And the hair strewn underneath. I saw the gorgeous blond hair that I thought resembled the midday sun.
The Saint
I couldn’t see her face because my eyes were hidden under the black hood, but I was sure it was the Saint.
Even though I tried to clear my mind, my body was weak and darkness encroached on me. The last thing I saw before losing my consciousness was the Saint’s smiling red lips.