Chapter 145 – Exploring the Anthill.
“Now that we’ve finished cleaning up, let’s leave.”
Following Elina’s instructions to confirm the recovery of the tent and equipment, her party silently formed a rank.
Three steel skeletons stood in front, followed by Fade and Beck with shields, followed by Gemanic with a flame-breathing greatsword and me with a scythe, Natalia and Elina, followed by Roin and two steel skeletons.
Even without being told where to stand, each of them takes their own place.
It’s really great teamwork.
“Now I see teamwork, now I see teamwork.”
It is quite different from Seirwin or Jimmy chew.
Feeling reassured by the crowds around them, they walked out of the winding passage while maintaining their ranks, and then entered a new fork in the road.
“Are you on the left this time?”
“Yes.”
At Fade’s question, Elina nodded her head and started drawing up her map. As she waited for it, she looked around her and her mother trembled.
“That.”
“Hmm?”
I turned my gaze to the right path pointed by Gemanic’s fingertips. What came into sight was a red liquid flowing profusely…
“Blood?”
I wanted something, and when I approached, Roin followed me.
“This…”
“Isn’t it Seirwin’s subordinate?”
“The name… I don’t know.”
At the crossroads, lying against the wall of the passage on the right was Visil’s corpse. The old man who was examining it lifted the clothes of the corpse and let out a low voice.
“Hmm… Here, here, the side shows the marks of a hard blow with a fist, the stomach is pierced with a long, sharp object, and the aorta is severed with a sharp object.”
The old man pointed his finger at Visil’s side, pit, and neck.
Certainly, as she said, her side was dented and bruised, the flesh of her stomach was deeply torn, some of her intestines leaked out, and her neck was slit.
“Looks like Jimmy’s armament had a short javelin on his shield.”
“It looks like she hit her with her fist, cut her throat with a spear, and stabbed her stomach, but there are also bruises on her belly. Judging by the wide range, it looks like she stabbed her with a spear and then kicked it out.”
“Oh…”
Roin shrugged her shoulders as she rounded her lips in admiration at Roin’s detailed reasoning.
“Huh, how are you? Isn’t that great?”
“Honestly, it’s amazing.”
“It’s okay to admire it a little more. No, admire! Is your woman a great person?”
“As expected, I took good care of women.”
It’s almost like a detective. Hota, the g-cup detective, or Roin, the L-cup detective.
“This person is…”
“Ugh…”
The members of the expedition who came to see the corpse then frowned.
“As long as there are no other people besides us in this anthill, the person who killed it must be Jimmy. There’s no way the ants would inflict wounds like this.”
Elina nodded at her reasoning.
Those ignorantly large claw jaws can’t make such a detailed and cute cut.
If it was an ant, it would be basic limb amputation.
I’m sure this was done by someone.
And, at least as long as there are no people other than our expedition team in this anthill, the culprit must be Jimmy.
“What does the mercenary guild do in this case?”
“Hmm… It’s not common, but when the crime is certain, it is handed over to the lord for murder. The mercenary guild will expel you.”
To my question, Elina answered by touching her lips with her index finger.
Is it that if you’re lucky you might see a baby Jimmy hanging?
“But wouldn’t it be difficult to capture him alive and take him away?”
“Maybe I should kill him.”
From Elina’s mouth comes the story that she kills casually.
Yes, this is the average of this world. If it doesn’t harm you, leave it alone, but if it’s dangerous, kill it without mercy.
The previous time I had Jimmy tied up, at least I didn’t kill anyone, so I ended up tying it up.
But if you kill people like this, the story is different.
I killed one, but is it difficult with the rest?
If you don’t want to die, you must die.
Violent, primitive. But I like that
“It must be the story of when we met. Surviving alone in an anthill is close to impossible.”
She turned her head at the voice of my mother, who was watching from the side of her.
He had his arms crossed with his two-handed sword strapped to his back.
His expression as he looks at the corpse is serious.
“For what reason did you kill him…”
Is there a reason why people kill people?
Looking at her corpse with great seriousness, he put his hand down on Visil’s eyes and closed them.
“Even though we haven’t met in a while, wouldn’t it be right to pray for your happiness?”
“… ?”
Suddenly?
“Not bad. I didn’t really like him, but since he’s dead, it would be best to pray for him to rest in peace.”
As I was puzzled, Fade nodded her head.
Fuck. They play well with each other.
The assholes disappeared and the madmen appeared.
Why do I have to pray for a bastard like this!
No! I will not!
Regardless of my will to think so, Gemanic and Fade closed their eyes and bowed their heads, and Beck followed suit.
Elina, who was watching her, closed her eyes.
Dumbfounded, he and Roin looked at each other, and when she turned her head, her eyes met Natalya’s. Natalia smiled at me.
…
After all, there are only my girls.
Anyway, I don’t know the human way.
The Dory I know is the only mentally challenged woman who has her son kidnapped and accompanied by some father who tracks the kidnapper for thousands of miles.
By the way, the title is Finding Nemo.
“Good. That should be enough.”
First, my munic opened her eyes and refreshed the atmosphere.
“Miss Elina, have you finished drawing the map?”
“Yes. We move.”
The group formed a rank again and set out on the road with Visil’s corpse on their backs. The sphere of light summoned by Natalya floated above her, illuminating the path ahead.
After all, that is better than a torch.
As she was walking along the brightly lit road, my mother, who was walking bluntly, opened her mouth first.
“If you count Jimmy as dead, four people are dead. 4 out of 11, or about 36%. The damage is great.”
“…”
“A human life is precious. There is only one in this world… What do you think?”
“Yes? Me?”
I was taken aback by the sudden question.
I looked at my munic and nodded her head.
“11 people came in and 4 people died. Even though they were uncooperative, human lives are precious nonetheless. I think so.”
“Ah… Yes.”
I don’t know what to do. It would be more appropriate to tell Fade, not me, that human life is precious.
Gemanic kept yelling at me, as if he didn’t know I was thinking about something else.
“But it’s rare to find someone who thinks like me. Why? Why does everyone know that their own lives are precious, but don’t know that other people’s lives are precious?”
This is another rare bastard twisted. Bored to death
Unless she’s a woman, she doesn’t really want to talk.
Ah~ I want to quickly get out of this dark place and have a drink with Elina.
“It must be because you cannot feel the pain of others.”
“They say they can’t empathize because they don’t feel the pain of others… So how can we make people empathize with the suffering of others? How can I feel the pain of others as if it were my own?”
There is nothing like that.
It’s rather constructive to clear your nose when you have time to think about it. I have no intention of having a long conversation on such a useless topic.
Let’s answer roughly.
“It’s probably because you’re losing money if you help.”
“Hmm? What do you mean?”
… Come to think of it, this bastard has been talking strangely since before?
“Because people don’t step forward if they think they’re going to lose in the end. To give an example, if there was a man lying on the street naked after being robbed and robbed of everything he had while walking down the street, would you help him?”
“What… Will you help me?”
“Even if it costs at least 1 silver to help?”
“Does it cost 1 silver to help?”
“I should buy you medicine or something to help you recover from your injuries, help you see a doctor, buy you clothes, or lend you a place to sleep.”
“Hmm… Right…”
“If I help this person right now, 1 silver of my blood money will be drained, but someone help me.”
It is only when a person can afford to help others. It’s hard to sleep on your own nose right now, and it’s hard to glue your own mouth, so where is the time to take care of others?
“The world is getting tougher because it’s hard to make ends meet.”
“Indeed… That makes sense… Does caring come from an affluent environment? ?”
“…”
I told him not to respond in moderation, but somehow the atmosphere became more and more like I was teaching him.
