Wimby Kitasha, the head of the Kitasha family who were responsible for historical records, received a letter a few days ago from his only sister, Vered Kitasha.
This was an unbelievable story even for Wimby Kitasha, who knew and followed his sister’s words like God.
However, Wimby, who had never gone against Vered’s will in his life, entrusted his family to his wife and moved to find the sacred tree. And less than a day after the departure, he realized that his sister was not wrong.
The soldiers of the Kitasha family, led by Wimbi, continued to encounter various kinds of monsters, even though they did not move very much.
At first, they were monsters the size of a small dog, but soon after, they encountered strange monsters of huge size.
The bigger and stronger monsters made the party falter. Since Kitasha’s land was always sparsely populated, Wimby was worried about losing his men.
When they managed to get over the snow-covered hills to the sacred tree. A monster in the form of a wolf appeared in front of them.
“Th-That’s not a wolf, my lord.”
Wimby came to his senses at the words of August, a knight of the Kitasha family.
It looked like a wolf, but it was no ordinary beast, just by having horns like an old stag. In addition, it looked five or six times the size of a wolf from a distance.
For the first time in his life, Wimby learned that an animal that did not growl could cause such great fear.
“No. That can’t be a wolf.”
Wimby replied, keeping an eye on the monster.
The wolf-like monster was watching the Kitasha family. As one soldier took a step closer, the monster also approached one step. And when he stepped back, it stopped there.
Wimby knew that the monster was forbidding access.
“That is what’s guarding the sacred tree.”
“It can’t be. Isn’t the sacred tree protecting us Luwans? But why is that monster protecting the sacred tree?”
“It must be because the sacred tree gives strength to the monsters…”
Wimby murmured despondently. As always, his sister was right. The sacred tree was on the side of the monsters.
Wimby measured the number of soldiers he brought.
Only about ten people, including one knight. Even if August was the best knight in Kitasha, he presumed that he could not beat that monster. Hayer, Kernin, or Meppo would have to come.
That was how huge the monster was, and above all, it had the intelligence of not rushing at humans recklessly. No, it would be less scary if it wasn’t intelligent. The monster even seemed to be watching the soldiers in front of it.
“Let’s go back.”
When Wimby Kitasha ordered, the already terrified soldiers let out a sigh of relief. And they immediately returned to the Kitasha territory.
─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───
Wimby Kitasha wrote down in detail about what he had gone through in his letter. And he emphasized one sentence several times.
That the monster was guarding the sacred tree.
Two of the guests fainted on the spot at the shocking letter from Wimby Kitasha.
Madam Vered said.
“The Kitasha family has not yet figured out whether it is beneficial or bad to cut down the sacred tree. But at least my brother, the head of the Kitasha family, thinks this incident can be a reason to take the time to determine the exact facts.”
King Eswa’s eyes shook. That, too, was an unexpected story.
Eswa asked Hayer.
“Does that mean that if you don’t cut down the sacred tree, the monsters will increase?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. That’s right. The fact that monsters are already appearing in the capital of Siere can be confirmed by just asking one of the merchant groups travelling between the two countries.”
His words made Eswa distressed.
Eswa hoped to enjoy the privileges of a king on the throne until the moment he died. By living for as long as possible.
However, according to Wimby’s letter, it was not known when the monsters would cross the border and attack people.
Eswa did not believe Hayer’s words, but he did believe the words of the Kitasha family. They were a family that lived by telling the truth. People who believe that truth is worth more than life.
Eswa asked Hayer after thinking for a while.
“Then, first, to the Kitasha family…”
Eswa, who was going to say that, trailed off. It was because he remembered the reason why Hayer had to go to Siere.
To appease the King of Siere, it was right to give up his son. It would be better if they didn’t send him back forever.
Eswa said to Kernin Lepos.
“Select the elite and help the Kitasha family check the condition of the sacred tree.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“And.”
Eswa turned to Hayer and said reluctantly.
“I will give you one hundred days as you say.”
Despite Eswa’s feigned generous words, Hayer bowed his head without saying anything.
“Thank you.”
That’s how the uproar ended.
However, the people who attended the reception were in shock, so it was quiet for a while.
It was said that the sacred tree, believed to protect Luwan, might no longer be able to protect this land. In other words, it explained in an easy-to-understand sentence for the people of the continent that the destruction had arrived before their eyes.
Hayer asked Iris in his characteristic playful tone, as the atmosphere did not seem to subside and return even though the music began playing again.
“Then… one way or another, would you like to dance?”
“…Dancing in this atmosphere?”
“I have to risk my life to cross the border soon, so can’t we enjoy the party today?”
Iris stared at Hayer, who said so.
He said it as if he wanted to enjoy it, but he probably wanted to lighten the mood of this subdued banquet. Because it was the day her parents got married. He was naturally a kind man.
As soon as Iris raised her hand as a sign of permission, Hayer yanked her toward the center of the garden, which was left open for dancing at any time.
Iris knew a lot of dance moves, but she wasn’t very good because she had never danced a lot.
Before the North Gate, she remained mostly seated at a table for six years as queen. In the meantime, her husband, Sid Lepos, danced with many women, even mistresses, but Iris had a hard time doing so. Sid was extremely reluctant to let Iris do it while he was dating other women.
Fortunately, Hayer was a man who could lightly lift Iris with just one hand on her waist. Therefore, Iris’s steps seemed as light as a butterfly in motion.
Iris danced with Hayer’s help, and the appearance was so beautiful that it caught the attention of the guests.
Fortunately, the atmosphere was brightened by the two’s dance, and people began to dance afterwards. Despair was tomorrow, joy was in sight.
Iris finished dancing, and as she was about to return to her seat, Hayer took her hand.
“Iris.”
Iris raised her head at his voice.
Hayer continued.
“There’s something you need to know before you go to Siere.”
“What do I need to know?”
“After hearing this, you may decide that you shouldn’t go to Siere. So listen and think about it.”
His expression was unusually rigid, and Iris was also overcome with tension.
“…What is it?”
“I…”
Hayer paused for a moment, then continued, staring into her eyes.
“It seems that my father is the king of Siere, Carl Lassor.”
Iris still remembered the war when she lay in bed. She thought that the memories of that time would not disappear forever, and that it should not be allowed to disappear.
After hearing Hayer’s confession, she became curious. Was Hayer’s father, the man who killed so many Luwan people, like the sun?
As she thought so, Hayer’s voice continued to enter her ears.
“For I am the sole heir of Carl Lassor, I have been ordered to go to Siere.”
As the atmosphere of the reception was relaxed, the music became more upbeat.
“If something changes beyond the North Gate, don’t love me then. Never.”
To her dismay, what came to mind while listening to Hayer were the last words he left six years later.
She couldn’t see his expression at that time, so she always wondered what he meant when he said it…
Iris thought at that time, perhaps, that Hayer wanted to warn her of this.
If it was for Luwan, he was a man she should never see.
Wimby Kitasha, the head of the Kitasha family who were responsible for historical records, received a letter a few days ago from his only sister, Vered Kitasha.
This was an unbelievable story even for Wimby Kitasha, who knew and followed his sister’s words like God.
However, Wimby, who had never gone against Vered’s will in his life, entrusted his family to his wife and moved to find the sacred tree. And less than a day after the departure, he realized that his sister was not wrong.
The soldiers of the Kitasha family, led by Wimbi, continued to encounter various kinds of monsters, even though they did not move very much.
At first, they were monsters the size of a small dog, but soon after, they encountered strange monsters of huge size.
The bigger and stronger monsters made the party falter. Since Kitasha’s land was always sparsely populated, Wimby was worried about losing his men.
When they managed to get over the snow-covered hills to the sacred tree. A monster in the form of a wolf appeared in front of them.
“Th-That’s not a wolf, my lord.”
Wimby came to his senses at the words of August, a knight of the Kitasha family.
It looked like a wolf, but it was no ordinary beast, just by having horns like an old stag. In addition, it looked five or six times the size of a wolf from a distance.
For the first time in his life, Wimby learned that an animal that did not growl could cause such great fear.
“No. That can’t be a wolf.”
Wimby replied, keeping an eye on the monster.
The wolf-like monster was watching the Kitasha family. As one soldier took a step closer, the monster also approached one step. And when he stepped back, it stopped there.
Wimby knew that the monster was forbidding access.
“That is what’s guarding the sacred tree.”
“It can’t be. Isn’t the sacred tree protecting us Luwans? But why is that monster protecting the sacred tree?”
“It must be because the sacred tree gives strength to the monsters…”
Wimby murmured despondently. As always, his sister was right. The sacred tree was on the side of the monsters.
Wimby measured the number of soldiers he brought.
Only about ten people, including one knight. Even if August was the best knight in Kitasha, he presumed that he could not beat that monster. Hayer, Kernin, or Meppo would have to come.
That was how huge the monster was, and above all, it had the intelligence of not rushing at humans recklessly. No, it would be less scary if it wasn’t intelligent. The monster even seemed to be watching the soldiers in front of it.
“Let’s go back.”
When Wimby Kitasha ordered, the already terrified soldiers let out a sigh of relief. And they immediately returned to the Kitasha territory.
─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ───
Wimby Kitasha wrote down in detail about what he had gone through in his letter. And he emphasized one sentence several times.
That the monster was guarding the sacred tree.
Two of the guests fainted on the spot at the shocking letter from Wimby Kitasha.
Madam Vered said.
“The Kitasha family has not yet figured out whether it is beneficial or bad to cut down the sacred tree. But at least my brother, the head of the Kitasha family, thinks this incident can be a reason to take the time to determine the exact facts.”
King Eswa’s eyes shook. That, too, was an unexpected story.
Eswa asked Hayer.
“Does that mean that if you don’t cut down the sacred tree, the monsters will increase?”
“Yes, Your Majesty. That’s right. The fact that monsters are already appearing in the capital of Siere can be confirmed by just asking one of the merchant groups travelling between the two countries.”
His words made Eswa distressed.
Eswa hoped to enjoy the privileges of a king on the throne until the moment he died. By living for as long as possible.
However, according to Wimby’s letter, it was not known when the monsters would cross the border and attack people.
Eswa did not believe Hayer’s words, but he did believe the words of the Kitasha family. They were a family that lived by telling the truth. People who believe that truth is worth more than life.
Eswa asked Hayer after thinking for a while.
“Then, first, to the Kitasha family…”
Eswa, who was going to say that, trailed off. It was because he remembered the reason why Hayer had to go to Siere.
To appease the King of Siere, it was right to give up his son. It would be better if they didn’t send him back forever.
Eswa said to Kernin Lepos.
“Select the elite and help the Kitasha family check the condition of the sacred tree.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“And.”
Eswa turned to Hayer and said reluctantly.
“I will give you one hundred days as you say.”
Despite Eswa’s feigned generous words, Hayer bowed his head without saying anything.
“Thank you.”
That’s how the uproar ended.
However, the people who attended the reception were in shock, so it was quiet for a while.
It was said that the sacred tree, believed to protect Luwan, might no longer be able to protect this land. In other words, it explained in an easy-to-understand sentence for the people of the continent that the destruction had arrived before their eyes.
Hayer asked Iris in his characteristic playful tone, as the atmosphere did not seem to subside and return even though the music began playing again.
“Then… one way or another, would you like to dance?”
“…Dancing in this atmosphere?”
“I have to risk my life to cross the border soon, so can’t we enjoy the party today?”
Iris stared at Hayer, who said so.
He said it as if he wanted to enjoy it, but he probably wanted to lighten the mood of this subdued banquet. Because it was the day her parents got married. He was naturally a kind man.
As soon as Iris raised her hand as a sign of permission, Hayer yanked her toward the center of the garden, which was left open for dancing at any time.
Iris knew a lot of dance moves, but she wasn’t very good because she had never danced a lot.
Before the North Gate, she remained mostly seated at a table for six years as queen. In the meantime, her husband, Sid Lepos, danced with many women, even mistresses, but Iris had a hard time doing so. Sid was extremely reluctant to let Iris do it while he was dating other women.
Fortunately, Hayer was a man who could lightly lift Iris with just one hand on her waist. Therefore, Iris’s steps seemed as light as a butterfly in motion.
Iris danced with Hayer’s help, and the appearance was so beautiful that it caught the attention of the guests.
Fortunately, the atmosphere was brightened by the two’s dance, and people began to dance afterwards. Despair was tomorrow, joy was in sight.
Iris finished dancing, and as she was about to return to her seat, Hayer took her hand.
“Iris.”
Iris raised her head at his voice.
Hayer continued.
“There’s something you need to know before you go to Siere.”
“What do I need to know?”
“After hearing this, you may decide that you shouldn’t go to Siere. So listen and think about it.”
His expression was unusually rigid, and Iris was also overcome with tension.
“…What is it?”
“I…”
Hayer paused for a moment, then continued, staring into her eyes.
“It seems that my father is the king of Siere, Carl Lassor.”
Iris still remembered the war when she lay in bed. She thought that the memories of that time would not disappear forever, and that it should not be allowed to disappear.
After hearing Hayer’s confession, she became curious. Was Hayer’s father, the man who killed so many Luwan people, like the sun?
As she thought so, Hayer’s voice continued to enter her ears.
“For I am the sole heir of Carl Lassor, I have been ordered to go to Siere.”
As the atmosphere of the reception was relaxed, the music became more upbeat.
“If something changes beyond the North Gate, don’t love me then. Never.”
To her dismay, what came to mind while listening to Hayer were the last words he left six years later.
She couldn’t see his expression at that time, so she always wondered what he meant when he said it…
Iris thought at that time, perhaps, that Hayer wanted to warn her of this.
If it was for Luwan, he was a man she should never see.
