episode_0035

It’s not a very pleasant thing to spill the blood of something that resembles a human.

Likewise, seeing a sword being inserted into the neck of something resembling a human being right in front of your eyes.

The handle of a sword was visible at the right end of the barbarian’s left neck, so of course. And of course, at the other end, the blade of the sword was visible, protruding through the short and thick neck of the barbarian. The blade was shiny with blood, oil, and dotted flesh. .

Something golden that I saw at the end of my vision was the prince’s blonde hair. It must have been clearly visible as it fluttered as he ran quickly.

The blood flowed down like wine poured into a wine glass. As if it needed to squirt out but couldn’t because there was a sword blade stuck in it.

The blood soaked my chest.

The eyes of the person who met mine lost their light in an instant. However, light still emanated from the fungus blooming on the face visible under the helmet, and the hand holding my left arm did not lose its strength. No, rather, it was as if the corpse had no will. It felt like he was holding my arm tighter.

“Ugh!”

Prince Evan pushed forward by adding weight to his entire body, as if trying to overcome his fear.

The lower body of the barbarian, who seemed to be on the verge of exiting the portal, rose upward. The portal was closing again, so his body rose accordingly.

The corpse of a savage, as if hanging in the air from the waist down—no, it was actually hanging—came down. The corpse with only its head turned towards me was very scary in itself.

And, just like before, before the body was cut in half and fell toward me—

Thump.

Gray’s mouth protruded from the left side and bit into the barbarian’s upper body.

Then, the corpse was pulled out to the side. The knife the prince was holding suddenly came out of the corpse’s neck, and blood spurted out from the closed neck wound.

“Ugh!”

The prince ended up screaming and retreating as blood poured out of his body. He deserves praise for not losing his sword in the meantime.

“Prince!”

“Elsie girl!”

The knights and Delkish hunters who were looking this way at the prince’s screams were frightened and ran this way.

“Oh!”

It was fortunate that the corpse did not attack my body and was moved aside, but the ‘holding’ force of the corpse remained the same, so the long sword in my right hand and my left arm moved sideways along with the corpse.

But before I could be dragged away, Snow rushed in first.

Gray and Snow bit the barbarian’s body and tore it to pieces.

Juruk.

And of course, thanks to—well, let’s not talk about it.

No matter what country it is, this is more like a zombie.

Nature doesn’t lie – they say it doesn’t, but honestly, I don’t know if they really came from ‘nature’. What they looked like was so foreign, and their body movements even after death were not like those of a normal living being.

I barely got up from my seat.

Even though the arm can move even after death, if it is torn to pieces, it cannot use any strength. Even the muscles that provide strength have been torn.

“Huh, huh… … .”

I barely exhaled. My legs were so weak that it was difficult to get up, but I was somehow able to get up while holding the sword.

“Lady.”

One of the hunters came towards me and helped me up.

People from Delki City should have been able to stand up for themselves after a battle, but it was difficult for them right now. Honestly, I was amazed at the warriors who went through battles like this and still walked confidently on their own feet.

“Lady, you did well.”

“… … .”

After hearing what the hunter said, he turned his gaze and looked for Amelia.

Blood splattered on Amelia’s body.

But Amelia didn’t pay any attention to her clothes and just stared at me blankly, not even paying attention to the maid who was hugging her tightly next to her.

I couldn’t read the emotions in those eyes. It was a facial expression with so many emotions mixed together that it was difficult to pinpoint just one emotion.

No, rather, you can just interpret it as is. A confused person’s emotions are just like saying that they are literally confused and move on. That’s because it was a worthy situation in the first place.

As long as the opponent uses magic, this attack will not be infinite.

In fact, the frequency of enemies popping out of the air was gradually decreasing. When they did pour in, the hunters and knights were hurriedly dealing with them, but now, as if they had some time to spare, the swords that were being thrust at their arms or faces were flying out and getting stuck.

“… … .”

now… … Are you okay now?

But no one could say that it was okay.

Because it wasn’t actually okay.

There is no way that the people who first cut down their enemies and covered up their blood would be okay.

Including me and the prince.

*

I washed my body several times.

It’s not the first time I’ve had blood on my body. Even when I was hunting animals, I often got blood on my body, and sometimes I made a mistake and my body became so red that it was said that I “spilled it.”

But not as much as this time.

It wasn’t just blood that poured out. Obviously, squishy things also poured over me, and there were things that were crushed by the knights and hunters stepping on them while they were running around.

Those things were much easier to see when I was sorting out the situation than when I was in a rush.

Ironically, being so ‘separated’ did not move my emotions. It sounded strange even for me to say it, but in the end, the things that looked like humans and the things inside the beast were similar in appearance and color.

The shape and color of the deer intestines piled up at the feet of the hunter who was grooming the deer, or the contents of the savage stomachs scattered in sparse pieces on the floor of my room, were not as big of a difference as I thought, so it was not enough to move my sensibility.

The problem was the body parts that remained in pieces.

The part with the face is better because it makes it clearer that they are something other than a person. But the arms, hands, and fingers… … Those things were definitely not something that could be easily adapted.

When I saw something dead for the first time, I vomited.

Prince Evan was the same. He didn’t do that the last time he hunted, but this time he seemed to be unable to hold back his vomiting.

Surprisingly, Amelia… … It didn’t do that. Its face was pale and it looked like it could barely stand, but it didn’t spit out the contents of its stomach like we do. Maybe that’s because it didn’t cut or stab people directly.

Oh, no, it’s not human. It’s not.

… … It is obvious, but showers and such did not exist in this world.

If I wanted to pour water, I had to pour it over my head myself, or have someone else pour it over my head.

But that was after everyone had fought the battle.

Among those who fought, some were injured, but no one died.

… … However, among those who did not fight, there were those who suffered damage. Three boys lost their lives, and one girl disappeared.

Can a savage have children with a human?

It seems like everyone had that creepy fantasy, but they couldn’t say something like that in front of the parents who lost their child. Even if the parents had imagined it too.

In that situation, I couldn’t find ‘hot water’ on my own. Some people couldn’t even wash off the blood and immediately started working to sort out the situation. Of course, it was a luxury to hope that someone would pour water over my head.

I was grateful that they prepared even cold water for me.

It’s not that I’ve never washed it in water like that, but I’ve never washed something like this before.

… … When the oil came into contact with water, it hardened and did not come off easily. I was able to somehow wash off what stuck to my body, but what stuck to my hair—

Instead of being washed away, it stuck together in chunks, and it wasn’t very pleasant to see the bloody red color disappearing and returning to its original pale color every time water passed over it, especially considering what it was supposed to be stuck to in the first place. .

I felt nauseous, but I was able to hold it in and wash it off. If I poured cold water over my head several times, eventually everything that was stuck to it was washed away. Well, no matter how sticky it was, it wasn’t gum.

And washing with cold water surprisingly helped me come to my senses.

“Phew.”

I shivered, wiped off as much moisture as possible with the prepared cloth, and dressed neatly. I tied my hair up. My clothes would get damp before they dried.

When I came out of the bathroom, there was someone waiting for me.

“Elsie Lady.”

It was Amelia.

Amelia was waiting for me with a determined expression.

“Grand Duchess.”

When I answered quietly, Amelia hesitated for a moment. Did my condition not look good?

“… … Wait, can we talk?”

Despite hesitating, Amelia asked.