Chapter 1160 – Ep.1158 Smith, a Black Company in Another World
“Adele. First, calm down and listen to me first.”
“Haaaaa, haa…”
Unlike when she shouted in great panic, Ardella was able to calm down surprisingly quickly as Gienna looked at her calmly.
“Great. First, the disappearance of that child is definitely not a good situation. But take a good look around.”
Gianna stepped back and let go of her waist, and Ardella let out a short breath and slowly looked around her.
“There are virtually no traces of anything other than the pillow being moved. That means the child didn’t put up any resistance.”
“… There’s a chance she didn’t.”
“No.”
Gienna denied Ardella’s denial a little more strongly.
“If she had known in advance of the child’s existence… Well, it might have been possible, but otherwise she wouldn’t have been able to completely stop the child’s resistance. Especially if she knows not about the child but about a bag with the same abilities as that child.”
It is surprising that the bag moves as it pleases, but who would dare imagine that it would open its mouth and spit out dozens of tentacles?
“If that kid had resisted, at least there would have been other traces left, or that idiot over there would definitely have noticed.”
“… ?”
A beat later, Nuit, who had noticed that things were taking a strange turn, stopped performing, turned over and frowned.
Of course, Giena and Ardella didn’t pay any attention.
“But the room is so clean. It’s not that the child couldn’t resist, it’s that he didn’t resist.”
“… Why?”
“Honestly, I’m not sure about that part.”
Actually, there was some speculation. But because she wasn’t sure, she didn’t bother to say it out loud. If her guess was correct, the current situation was not very urgent.
“I don’t know if it will have much meaning, but I think I should let the people above know.”
“… “You’re so calm that I actually feel strange.”
“Thank goodness.”
I was a little relieved that Ardella’s tone had returned to her usual bluntness.
“Wow! Ugh!!”
With a vague overheard story, Smith disappeared, and Nuit, realizing that there was no need for her to act anymore, quickly struggled to free her.
“I’ll let you know and come back, Adele──”
“Ardella.”
“Ardella, you are resting here.”
“… Go quickly.”
Ardella let out a brief sigh and collapsed onto her bed, shaking her hands.
“There’s nothing to worry about… Yes. There won’t be.”
Should I call it the sense of an elf?
For a moment, a slightly different and worrying situation passed through her mind, but I didn’t bother to say it out loud, and she turned around and left the bedroom.
**
A cave in an unnamed forest far from the royal capital.
… Slurp.
In the pitch-black darkness where nothing could be seen, the sound of thin cloth rubbing against each other could be heard for a moment, and then as if it had never happened before, a heavy silence fell again in the cave.
“Ha…”
Anxiety, nervousness, resentment, regret… A deep sigh mixed with all kinds of negative emotions broke the heavy silence.
“Haaa…”
Between the breaths that became faster than before, a heavy breath filled with emotions flowed out once again, weighing heavily on the surrounding air.
Siran, who hid himself in the darkness, covered his eyes with his messed up hands that had barely formed scabs and had begun to heal, and held the small bag he held dearly in his arms… He just tried to hold the bag tightly, but his hands seemed to be trembling and fumbling, as if he was having a convulsion.
**
A suddenly thrown bloody piece of cutlery.
There, the strong scent of someone precious to whom I could finally give my heart after more than a hundred years was permeating. For the first time in my life, I experienced my hair turning white.
Deep fatigue, stress, I felt nothing at that moment.
There is only one thing that lingers in my mind that has turned as white as a blank page.
All I could think about was that I needed to get rid of this anxiety that was paralyzing my reason as quickly as possible, even if it was only for one minute and one second. So I ran.
Run, run, run like crazy… I just ran.
In this way, a distance that would have taken two months on an ordinary carriage was shortened to one day.
The clothes that used to be rags were now no longer worthy of being called clothes, sweat poured out all over the body, and the lungs were swollen to the limit, so even if I breathed, it felt like I was not resting.
The moment I encountered the strangely quiet and gloomy air of the royal capital, I barely suppressed the urge to throw away my promise to Bizelin and rush straight to the capital.
I suppressed it again and again, waiting for my broken body to recover to some degree.
At most, half a day.
Normally, that short time that would have passed by without even realizing it felt like eons.
My lungs, which had swelled to the point where it wouldn’t be surprising if they burst immediately, returned to their original size, and my vision, which had been narrowed due to anxiety and nervousness, also gradually recovered.
Her breathing became even slower, and her body rhythm continued to move downwards, expanding her energy.
Only then was it possible to see things that were invisible to the eye.
Castle walls, on the roofs of buildings, spires, alleys and even down sewers.
A secret and agile movement to monitor the entire city.
If there was a problem with anyone, he walked slowly into the tightly designed net so that the others could immediately notice.
Because there was a token that he had put on my neck, boldly claiming me as his, passing through the tight net was easier than breathing.
As I got closer to the capital, I continued to move forward, forcibly blocking the blood flow to stop my heart from speeding up.
It wasn’t long before I encountered familiar wave.
And when we went a little further, the air flow changed once again.
Every time I took a step, sharpened flesh pierced my skin like the fangs of a beast wandering in search of prey, and the anxiety I had barely suppressed suddenly burst out and filled my head.
The heart, which has become as cold as a dead person’s by blocking the blood flow, gradually speeds up.
As the tightly solid wall of the mind collapses, the trapped nervousness along with anxiety quickly spreads throughout the body.
When I came to my senses, I was already crossing the center of the royal castle.
The promise to Bizelin was no longer important.
I just focused and focused on finding the only thing that could relieve me of this crappy feeling that was eating away at my body and mind.
However, even though he searched the entire castle, he could not find the companionship he desperately sought.
Her hands and feet are shaking, and her hair is turning white again.
Is this what it means to feel sick to your stomach?
When my graying hair returned, I was in an unknown basement. And the familiar voices of children are heard.
The footsteps naturally moved towards the place where the children’s voices were heard, as if possessed.
-Adele
-It’s time to exercise.
-… Ha.
The emotionally dry voice is followed by a voice that is so cracked that it is uncomfortable to listen to.
-… It looks like a bug.
-Wow!! Huuuuu!!
-Please tell me when you’re done.
And along with the sound of air being torn and flesh exploding, an unknown voice, heard for the first time, howls like an animal.
The trembling of my hands and feet, which had barely stopped, began to tremble again due to a completely different emotion.
In the continued crying, I trampled and trampled the bright red peak several times to prevent the newly blooming emotions from blooming.
How much time has passed?
The screams that helped them suppress their emotions stopped, and after a while, the two children, who were so devastated compared to the faces in their last memory, left the room.
I walked into the room before the door closed completely.
The fishy smell of blood creeping up and the sight of something cursed writhing like an insect beneath it caught my eye.
The sound of my heart is annoying.
The moment when the desire to immediately trample and explode that thing writhing under the blood-stained floor soared.
Sreuk.
My head moved at the small sound that broke through the annoying heartbeat and murderous moans.
On a messy bed.
The corner of an object that appeared to be a bag was visible beneath the slightly disheveled pillow.
… Bag.
Memories of the past that pass through my mind at that moment.
Among the mysterious objects created by Smith, there was clearly a bag-shaped object.
A bag that easily swallowed up the items that had to be transported in dozens of carriages when departing for the Demon Continent.
Thoughts did not last long, and actions were even faster.
**
Grumbling!!
A bright red flame rises in a cave covered in deep darkness.
“…”
Under the flickering flames, Siran put his trembling hand on the handle of the bag with strength.
The reason I brought this out was simple.
If undesirable results come out of this, I don’t have the confidence to maintain my senses… So I brought it out. Even a place where it won’t be a problem even if you lose your temper and run wild.
“Haaa…”
Thud! Thud! Boom!
My heart felt tight, and my insides burned as if someone had started a fire.
Thud! Thud! Boom!
A heart that beats so loudly that you wish it would explode.
I felt my fingertips, which were so cold that I couldn’t even feel them anymore, and squeezed the handle.
“Haa, haaaaa, haaaaa… !!”
My breathing gradually became heavier, as if someone was strangling me.
“Please…”
Siran’s pale hand, which was shaking against his will, pressed the protruding part under the handle.
And.
“Ah…”
Inside the open mouth, Smith, soaked in blood, rolled helplessly on the floor.
