Chapter 81
A boy.
It’s us, by the way.
Leon raised his hair as he seemed to notice.
“Well, I’ve been meaning to put it together for the night, but seriously, it’s in a bad state.”
“So much?”
“Oh. I wish it was just slime and lizards, but I could see some honey lizards in the meadows. It’s normal to be in the meadows in the deep woods. But there’s got to be very little slime or lizard in the plains.”
“If a child who doesn’t know what to do with the demon accidentally turns up in the meadow, there was probably a slime enough to get caught up in the slime”
Falco also agreed.
“That’s what the youngsters do every day to keep a certain number, and even if the hunters do it hard all day, they’ll be back on track in a few days.”
Slime is a pain in the ass.
“I hope this is just this town. If this is the whole plain, we can’t do it alone.”
It’s been kind of a hassle.
“For now, go downstairs and wait for everyone”
In that word of Leon, everyone stood up.
Downstairs, Rick and Cyrus already waited with a refreshing face, and by then the mentor had returned from the church, which meant eating first.
Falco nodded to Shaw and he reached his seat in front of Cyrus. Leon went over there with Falco, too. Rick, on the other hand, said a word to Cyrus and came to the Shaws when he stood up to jump.
“Look, there’s something we’d like to talk about alone, so come on.”
“They really don’t want to hear what’s going on.”
Shaw shrugged his shoulder like it was open.
“Or Shaw’s. I’ve hardly been asked by Cyrus, either, except in the beginning. But, you know, the others asked me so much.”
“Nobody pryed in the deep forest. I was rather hoping you’d listen to me.”
After such casual talk, silence fell between the three of them.
Even if I ever wondered what the third person was doing, Shaw, who I thought would be fine if I hadn’t struggled, didn’t even actually think I’d see him, and even if I tried to look at him like this, I wouldn’t have anything to tell him.
That was apparently the same for Hal and Rick.
It was somewhat awkward, but while eating, Rick eventually opened his mouth.
“Um… Me. I’ve been wondering since I got here.”
Shaw and Hal turned to Rik like what.
“What do you think happened to the souls of the people who were with us, the people who were on the train?
Shaw nodded, wondering after all.
“I was curious, too, and I asked my mentor. See, Deep Forest is a hunter’s land, isn’t it? My caretaker Falco gave me the first dagger to hunt the slime.”
“Yeah? A dagger for a girl. Well, no. So?”
“Yeah. The goddess said she would use her soul as a raw material for the soul of her world. If demons also use the souls of people on Earth, I didn’t want to defeat them.”
“You’re right.”
Rick hunts slime too. I also hunt lizards. ‘Cause you throw up acid. And I heard that lizards weaken people if left alone. Then it’s everyone around you who counts. I hate to kill something, but I’ll do what I have to do to protect my loved ones, because that’s what I thought.
But I couldn’t abandon the thought that my life might be my former companion.
“My mentor said that demons don’t have souls. The soul lives in a man or a beast in the woods with a temperature. Demons are like a moving resource. So after I found out that hunting demons wouldn’t mean hunting souls, it made me feel so much easier.”
Rick was relieved and out of strength.
“Thank you. I, besides Cyrus, haven’t told you what’s going on, so nobody can ask me about my soul.”
I was actually also curious about what happened to the rest of the family on Earth, but I knew it didn’t make sense to ask each other.
“After all, I’ve managed to live this way, so it feels like there’s nothing to talk about.”
“Yeah. Oh, yeah. Rick, of the three wishes I had for the goddess, I think Rick did say he had the power to help agriculture. What power was that?
“Oh, I guess. Hmm.”
Rick put his arms around Shaw’s question.
“It’s very hard to say, or subtle”
The meal was over by then, and Robin was back, but while Rick was answering, the mayor came and ended up unable to listen.
“Instructors, gentlemen, I’m sorry after all the work you’ve done all day. I have a room in the inn vacated for treatment, so can I ask you to treat the slime injury there?”
“I’m fine. I want to take the healers, the pharmacists, all of them for the after-school, but are you okay?”
“The number of people is fine because they make it into a large room, but there are also women, so I need to ask the person about it.”
“Then those people are individually. Let’s start by giving priority to those who are okay for people to see.”
Shaw and Hal, and Nigel, who had been with the mentor all day, took a seat at the instructor’s signal.
Shaw looked up to heaven without pity. I could only see the ceiling. And be quiet.
“Robin?”
I called it.
“Me too?
“With a pharmacist, my mentor just said, right? Is there anyone else in this town who’s a medic other than Robin?
“Okay, sweetheart.”
Robin stood up reluctantly. Shaw looked at Hal with uncut eyes.
Hal chuckled and turned to Rik.
“Rik.”
“What, me?
“You’re also studying healers. Now my mentor is trying to treat someone with acid marks on the slime. There are no such injuries in the town of Canaan?
“Yes. More and more lately… Okay. Let me go, too.”
Hal nodded as if that were all right.
“I would have known if you’d just told me that.”
“Robin?”
“Nothing”
Shaw turned his eyes to the druggist, who had no idea, and just went upstairs.