Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

Klaus stops moving with a dull sound.

I don't know what happened. But I had a bad feeling. He calls his name many times to shake off his anxiety. She starts running as her stiff chest appeals. Almost at the same time as I got up on the deck, Claus collapsed in place. Over his shoulder on his knees, he saw Yaba grow from his back, and I opened his eyes.

"... Kura, Us"

I can't believe what I saw and call his name. However, it was severely sullied and hardly sounded.

Pagyu, and squeeze your chest. Breathing is disturbed and stuffy. A wheezing and harsh wheezing leaked out of my mouth. The view was so bad because of the tears that oozed out.

Klaus does not move while crouching. Both hands on the deck shook slightly.

Pegur, and his body leans. I was standing on the pole and rushed by conditional reflection. She tried to catch it, but couldn't bear the weight and had a sticky ass.

Your physique is too different and it is crushed. Then, a slimy feel was transmitted to the palm.

The smell of iron rust that strikes your nose tells you what it is. Unlike warm blood that has clung to hair and clothing, it is warm and has flowed out of his body. A piece of life.

"... Klaus?"

A call you do not know how many times. But he does not reply. I will not do it.

Keep your eyes tightly closed with a painful expression. The complexion was so pale and chilly.

"Klaus ... Klauss !!"

I guess you won't open your eyes again. Such thoughts came to my mind, and I raised my voice to counter the fear.

"Mary!"

Someone grabbed my disturbed shoulder.

Pinch my cheeks between my hands and adjust my eyes. He was told to calm down.

"Wolf, san"

"that's right"

Mr. Wolf gives a small breath of relief to me who responded. He then glanced at Klaus on his knees.

Wolf's expression while observing Klaus's face becomes steep. After looking around the deck, I noticed something and ran up. He grabbed a wooden pail with an arrow.

Pull out the digging arrow, and Wolf approaches his nose. He licked it at the tip of his tongue and saw a deep wrinkle in his brows.

Mr. Wolf, who has exhaled saliva on the deck, runs back to us again.

"Mary, let your brother bite something."

"e?"

I couldn't understand even if I was told with a serious face. My head doesn't work at all.

"It's OK?"

Instead of me, who had a blank head, Bianca responded. She lifts Claus's chin and packs a cloth into her open mouth.

Bianca, holding her shoulders and clenching her cheeks as comforting, told her to tell the child to leave it to him.

Bianca, who changed places with me, supports Klaus' body.

"I'll pull out the arrow."

"... the bleeding is going to get worse.

Wolf, answering Bianca's question with an arrow, answered in a low voice.

"Poison"

Pudaku.

I repeat his words in a hazy head. The brain refuses to understand even though I have heard it. Don't listen. I didn't understand, and my soft heart seemed to shout.

Mr. Wolf holds the arrow and pulls out at once. Fresh blood splattered, Claus's muffled scream leaked.

"Someone, bring your luggage out of my room! Also boil water, clean cloth, and hot water!"

Mr. Wolf shouts around. The sailors who were able to move with injuries started running according to their instructions.

"Hold me down!"

Wolf told Bianca, and turned to Klaus' wound. As if sucking blood, Claus's body jumps in pain. The blood contained in the mouth is expelled on the deck and the same operation is repeated.

Suddenly, no pirates were on the deck.

A mountain of silent corpses has been built around the sky, and the sky behind it has been dyed red. I wondered for the dawn, but it was far away in the morning. Then what is this red? The ship was burning ahead of my eyes.

A galley boat floating in the black night sea is surrounded by sparkling flames. A beast-like scream was heard, and a human wearing a flame jumped into the sea, burning in his eyes like slow motion. It was a proper sight to call it a hell picture.

Even though I'm, I can only look up at the sky dimly without screaming. A bird flies through the night sky illuminated by the burning flames. Black birds, like black smoke, eventually blended into darkness and disappeared.

"Ah"

I heard a little sob.

Some of the running people can't move while sitting down like me.

It was Miss Flora who was holding her body and shedding tears.

"Wow, my fault, my fault."

Muttering as if panting, staring at the lying Claus.

"Sorry, sorry ... sorry"

Miss Flora's gaze turned to me. The apology is for Klaus or me.

She said it was her fault. I'm not strong enough to deny the word. Not gentle.

That's right, if you affirm, will the mush in this chest disappear? Would it be easier if I accused you of it?

I think while looking at the pale complexion of Claus.

"Mary!"

I was called.

But without the willingness to reply, I turn to my voice in a slow motion, silently. Wolf looked at me with a rugged face. Will you be disappointed again? Will you get angry this time? Either is fine. Anything is fine. Does not matter.

Wolf's expression is distorted painfully, thinking of me with empty eyes.

Mr. Wolf stands up and approaches here. He kneels in front of me, sitting down.

Sincere eyes reflect on me.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect your important people, even though I promised."

He said so and bowed his head.

I was struck by emptiness and blinked several times.

"But I will never die.-I swear in the name of Wolf K. Rucker."

"... don't you?"

"Oh, this time I will keep my promise."

Asked in a small voice, Wolf laughed with a crying face.

I can't die. Do not die. Klaus does not die. When I told myself, I felt like my body was gradually returning.

Look at Klaus.

The trembling fingertip was extended to his hand.

"Klaus ..."

Do not hold your hand back.

But there is certainly temperature. The warmth of blood.

"Hey brother! Is this your luggage?"

"Yes, thank you!"

Wolf, who received the luggage, begins spreading it on the deck.

"Can you shine at hand?"

"Hey! Bring me a torch!"

Wolf's luggage is a lot of small packages. The rest are small knives close to scalpels and metals of unknown use. Then a small bottle or container full of liquid. Variations are similar to pestle and mortar.

"The pirates used by the pirates in this area are probably a mixture of fish and plants. Because of the smell and taste ..."

Mr. Wolf, with serious eyes, picks up the package, muttering something like himself. I picked a few pieces without hesitation, opened the package and took out the contents.

The contents are dried leaves and roots of the plant. Then something in powder form. I knew at a glance that the kneading motion was flowing as I kneaded several pieces together and connected them.

"The water is boiling!"

Paul-san brought the tub and said that.

The bandage wrapped around the arms and thighs is bleeding with blood, but without a painful pretendance, with a desperate face.

Why do you do your best so much?

I noticed that I couldn't ask a question and just looked up, and Paul succumbed to match his gaze. A big hand roughly strokes my head.

"Don't cry, Miss. It's okay. Everybody is doing their best to help your brother."

"... and then please"

"Hmm?"

"Why can you help me?"

Paul's eyes were rounded to me.

While confused, he tells him, "That's natural," with a face that is extremely natural.

"I think we've been helped by Miss. When will we return now without giving thanks?"

"e"

"And, your brother was fighting with me helping me. In such a face-to-face situation, all the people on this ship are so much more than you can return to your brothers and sisters."

Look, look. Mia who came up the stairs pointed out and ran out of breath.

"Um! I brought an unused cloth!"

"Your lady, your complexion is bad. Did you get cold? Please bring someone a blanket!"

Mr. Yang, who brought the hot water, looked into my face and frowned.

If you raise your face, everyone who can move is running around. Many times, I see people who look anxious at me and Claus. Each time, I was encouraged, and I was encouraged.

"..."

Clog breath. The inside of my eyes is very hot. The back of my nose was stiff, and there was a sign of tears. I'm still crying, but I'm amazed if I'm still out.

But it is different from before.

This is not tears of sorrow.

Wipe the freshly bleeding tears with the back of the hand.

Not when you are crying. Not even if you are pushing responsibility to someone else.

If you throw away what you need to do and look away, things won't turn around.

Don't stop. Move.

Scratch only the feet. That's my motto.

"Mr. Wolf, I'll help you."

"Mary ... you,"

"It's okay now"

Mr. Wolf, whose eyes were rounded as if amazed, looked up at me with her arms turned.

However, it was only a few seconds when it was frozen. He immediately tightened his look and skipped me instructions.

"Now, cool the water a little and wash the wound."

"Yes!"

As told, transfer the hot water to a flat tub and cool. The temperature was reduced to a level that did not cause burns, and the wound was washed away. Klaus is stunned and does not respond.

I'm worried about the blood flowing out, but I think it's probably worth poisoning. I wonder if we used hot water instead of water to inactivate the poison.

After that, proceed with treatment according to Wolff's instructions.

Cut off the clothes with a knife, strip the upper body, and wipe off the blood. I think his blood is the one that dyes a brand-new cloth in red in an instant, and I feel like I'm going to stomach up. Shaking his head, shaking his fears, he continued.

Apply Wolff's medicine and move on to hemostasis treatment.

After pressing, look for a bandage with your gaze. She swallowed her words, asking Bianca to take it away from him. I noticed the presence of someone behind Bianca.

"... Flora"

"e,"

Like a lost child, your dependable eyes are turned to me slowly.

Miss Flora, sitting still and trembling, looked at me with tears.

"Please take the bandage there."

"... I am?"

"Yes, help me"

He goes to her stunned and continues her words.

"I want to help Klaus. Please."

"I understand!"

Ms. Flora wipes her overflowing tears and reaches for her bandage.

While staggering, we approached us.

I'm sorry the moment ago. Apologies in my heart.

I am weak, I have tried to impose all responsibility on you. I tried to bend the facts in a convenient way to protect my heart.

I have a responsibility.

It's cowardly that I was crying on the victim side when I brought the Claus to myself and brought it to a foreign country.

"Once the wound is closed, keep your body cool."

"I understand"

Wolf, who is taking care of the situation while infusing the medicine, will give instructions at exquisite timing after each stroke.

Soak in hot water and apply warm cloth to Claus's body. I wiped my sweat off my forehead with my back.

Red and black liquid adheres to the soft finger. I thought it was blood, but the smell was different. I couldn't afford to guess what, so I pushed that question into my head.

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