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--- Kill it.

There is no will to oppose, the feeling of killing disappears, and it starts to move according to "voice".

The target was a woman with red hair. It doesn't matter who it is, why she kills, or why. It only carries death as commanded by Voice.

Takes charge with a few other people. Probably, everyone is deprived of will and emotion by "voice". There are no conversational conversations and no action is taken on one another.

Opportunities came immediately. The red-haired woman chased somebody and strayed with the person to the back alley. If there is no escape here, it is the best terrain to fulfill your task. Escorts attack to kill all of them.

In order to take the initiative, a cooperating magician fires a magical fire from a distance. If you can kill with this. Otherwise, if you can suddenly confuse the group of opponents, that's fine.

--- An unexpected event has occurred.

As if the "Somebody" that the woman was chasing had foreseen this hand, he would deal with every possible hit. A sudden surprise at the beginning, a surprise attack from the top of the favorite, an individual who broke through the escort.

I knew as advance information about the abilities of women and the ability of escorts. Based on that, "Voice" would have ordered. "Somebody" who was out of the way broke all.

Soon, all of the "voice puppets" who participated in the raid were driven to the point of being captured at once. At that point, he is helped by a man who may be a friend of "Voice", but as a result, two of his friends are forced to return to the front. Even if not fatally injured, the bones and internal organs were seriously damaged.

Above all, the magical formula used by Ale. There was almost no time lag from construction of the operation to activation. Singing speed comparable to a man who is a friend of "Voice". What should we do without making this a threat?

But neither Voice nor the fellow voice man were aware of the threat. Normally, one of the declarations would have been made, but the thought and feeling were killed, leaving only enough thought to receive a command. That's impossible. If this body had a sincere loyalty to the "voice", then he must have regretted himself from the depths of his heart.

And this deadly difference in recognition falls down on me.

A large group of demon beasts prepared by "Voice", and a surprising attack by us who used them as decoys. Both were defeated from the front. The demons and the remaining three were defeated, and themselves lost consciousness and were caught.

When you fall to the depths of the deep darkness, you regain your ego slightly.

And he realized his death.

"Voice" hated ourselves to leak more than necessary, and made our dolls work other than depriving them of consciousness and emotion. The trigger condition is that a certain period of time has passed since the start of the mission, and that the person himself / herself recognizes that the mission cannot be performed. When these are satisfied, the heart is destroyed.

The first thought was relief.

This is finally released. The intense pain that strikes with every slight rebelliousness does not have to have an undesired killing.

But the next thing I thought was regret.

I hated the life of being entangled in a chain called a house. He did not hear the opposition of his parents or hear his brothers and sisters stopped, but embarked on a journey driven by his grandfather's words. I do not regret that. The purpose of the trip was not fulfilled. One small regret is left at that point.

Beyond relief and regret, the purest wish has emerged.

-I want to live.

While relieving his own death, he embraces unmistakable pride.

--- I don't want to die.

I feel endless regret for my regret.

But I know it's too late.

I know, but I can't let go.

If I wanted to stop being a puppet, I just had to kill myself. If he continued to resist "Voice," he was dying at the end of his constant pain. If he had refused, his heart had been destroyed at that time.

It's a simple story. Even so, I wanted to survive.

It was shallow, but I wanted to live at the bottom of my heart.

That's why.

--- I'm gonna spoil me in a fun and painful scenario. "Voice" was heard in the heart sinking in deep darkness.

This is a completely different thing from the "voice" that irritates this body.

The foreign body clinging to the mind and body has disappeared.

Instead, pleasant cold.

Feeling that the body exposed to the heat is cooled.

I recall that my life was about to disappear.

But the puns were gone.

It's not bad if you stay wrapped in this soothing cold.

I really thought so.

ー ー ー ー ー ー

--- It's an unfamiliar ceiling.

……… I wonder if it 's been a long time to see the ceiling itself. I've been sleeping in a tent set up for a field stay for a while.

"......... Ah, that's an example?"

After waking up and being amazed for about a minute, I remember what happened to me. It's "Mindlessness" that didn't happen for a while. When a mysterious man was attacked in the valley, it was Todome who used spiritualism in his last look at the end.

Raise your upper body slowly with all your strength and check the surroundings again. I have been sleeping in a room with only simple furnishings. Probably an inn room. I've stayed at another inn several times, and the atmosphere is similar. Then, even after I was fainted, they seemed to get to the next city safely.

"The problem is, how long have you been sleeping?"

Looking into memory, Rand said that it would take a day from that valley to the next city. In other words, at least that number of days must have passed. Honestly, I haven't used spiritism beyond my limits this time, so I can't judge. Normally, a normal "out of mind" will return consciousness in half a day or a day.

Look around again, but no one is in the room. If you look at the window, there is a blue sky outside. It's daytime and everyone is paying off.

"Oh?"

No, nobody wasn't there.

When I felt "sign", I looked almost under the bed where I was sleeping. The view turned upside down because I looked into the bed.

--- The eyes are in perfect contact with the "people" sneaking under the bed.

The characteristic of Oriental human beings is the dark hair black eyes and a similar feature.

remember. We are, to be exact, the last surviving women to assassinate the Fima. He seems to have regained consciousness before I awakened.

"………………" "…………………"

Humans are creatures that become silent when they meet their eyes unexpectedly.

She and I, whose eyes were mixed from the front, became silent.

"…………………!

Got it!

"Huh !?"

Black hair first regained himself, but he apparently forgot where he was. The moment he was surprised by his prone position and was about to get up, he was hitting his head all the way to the bottom of the bed above.

"Um ... are you okay?"

There was a great sound inside. The moment I thought the bed would rise for a moment. Mr. Black hair is shaking, holding the hit part of his head with both hands.

"Oh, don't worry ..."

With her face down, she poses "Okay" with her hands, but she doesn't look okay at all.

And as an endless end, when lying prone on the floor, the rich swelling of the chest is squashed and spreads sideways.

"……… Well, let's just come out of calm and get out of it. I'll hit my head again."

A few minutes later. Black hair, who has recovered from her headache, has crawled from under the bed. I was watching it from above, but it was a very surreal sight.

She got up from a crouched state, but she wasn't able to do so, so she had to sit down on the bed next to me. I also put my feet on the floor beside the bed, except for the blanket on my lower body.

You will be sitting face-to-face. Well, what should we talk about?

It is Mr. Black Hair who opened his mouth before I was choosing the words.

"……… I 'm hearing from your friends."

Place your hands on one point of your chest.

"It's you who overlooked the life of the man who was being manipulated and released this body that was under the control of even the voice."

The part that she is currently working on. It is where the "jewel" that tied and manipulated her was embedded. Trace the area with your fingertips to make sure there is no commandment decoration. ………… I mean "myself"?

"I'm late for my name. I'm a chloe."

Speaking of her name, she bowed deeply.

"Thank you for saving this life, I will never forget it."

………… The dark one came out again.

Is it a Japanese style with a tone that is unfamiliar to me and big tits?

Despite her serious gratitude, I was thinking of horrible stupid things.

Shortly after, two of my friends, Real and Fima, returned to the room.

"Oh, Kanna. Did you finally notice?"

The first thing I've called out is the first special feature. I raise my hand lightly and reply.

"How long have I been fainted?" "It's like a whole two days. It's the longest record I've ever had."

Really, Real agrees with a bitter smile.

"Are you okay? Is your physical condition OK?"

Next, he answered cheerfully to Fima, who had called out. "Yes," she relieved and relieved.

"For the time being, I was seen by a doctor without consciousness, but there was no apparent injury. It seems that intense bruises were in some places, but it was not enough to use magic, but you are a bit special. But let's report it immediately if there is something wrong. "" Okay. Who else? "" Rand procures a new carriage. Kiska goes to the clinic to treat an injury, and Agate is there. " "Kiska's guy was injured." "That's not so serious, so he seems to be completely cured by today's consultation."

It was unavoidable during the raid of the monsters, but I was the cause of her injury. It was good that no sequelae remained.

After a brief review of the status quo, I started with the main subject.

"So, what about this Chloe? What was she like?"

Recall, she must have had her limbs restrained by an ice lock I made. It is unlikely that it will melt at room temperature because I made it with spiritism. Real appear to have been intentionally destroyed.

"I forgot to say, this city is a day from the valley where you lost consciousness. The carriage was broken, so the distance was shorter than I thought and it helped. Immediately after arriving in the city, he returned to consciousness. "Is it one day earlier than me. Did you break the lock?" "Of course I am."

As usual, with your thumb, point to the proud love sword you are carrying on your back. Hey, you broke the captive ice with such a big sword, so it wouldn't be persuasive if it was declared "to destroy only the locks". The arm is likely to be cut by mistake. Oh, Chloe's complexion turned blue. Do you remember the scene at that time? That would have been scary.

Real continued, with pity on Chloe.

"I thought it would be confusing right after the awakening, but I was so calm. When I heard the story, she was just being manipulated. There was no danger with Rand and my consent. "Agat, Agat-san, Agat-kun, didn't you oppose it?" "No, they are all the same person. Agat is the basic, advice and advice, but final decision Because it's up to Rand, as well as Kisca, Rand also uses their opinions to make decisions. "" What about the fima? "" In my case, the lack of that restraint technique I just checked it out, and if there's a human being who will obey it, I'll want to doubt that sanity, so I agree with her being manipulated. "

Do you unanimously guarantee her security except me?

Well, what do I do?

And I'm definitely the one who first chose to help Chloe. But the will of choice does not include her personality, life.

I helped her for two straightforward reasons.

One is to destroy the thoughts of the guy who sent Chloe as a puppet.

The other was that he couldn't overlook a life he might have saved.

The equation of helping life = trust does not hold in me.

Perhaps this time will be the same as Agat. Despite Rand's judgment, Chloe's caution has probably not been lifted. That is definitely correct. At least for now.

"that…………"

The party raised his hand gently to me, thinking with arms folded.

"Are you sure, remarks?" "...

The moment you hear the ending, forgive me when your serious thoughts are weakened. It has moved.

"Even though I was being manipulated by" voice, "I can't help but remember my business, although it was vague. It was an unmistakable fact that I aimed at your life. That said, I know that it's not easily forgiven. ''

Chloe's expression of her sins was full of sorrow.

"Fortunately, I'm no longer free from my voice. I'm no longer bound by my unwanted life. But if you tell me you won't allow me ………… "

Her eyes closed once and she reopened, full of determination.

"I don't care about this life. If you say you're going to die, I'll show you this life."

Chloe's declaration surprised Fima and Real.

"Well, wait, Chloe. You're just being manipulated with that" voice. "Then you don't have to go that far." "Yes. That detention technique that followed you I guarantee the violence of the ceremony, because if you were being manipulated by that, you would be guilty ... "" This is a "kejime", both of you. And if I can show my innocence, then I'm sorry. ''

Although unsuccessful, if at least one mistake was made, Fima was killed by Chloe at that point. Not only that valley, but the one that happened before, if I had no connection with me, I was dead at that point.

For Chloe, it may not be a sin that can be forgiven with light sympathy.

Look back at her black eyes.

I felt "serious" there, without any shading.

If so, how much "serious" or try it?

"All right"

Shake lightly to form ice in the shape of a dagger. When the tip is applied to your fingertips, a drop of blood leaks from the skin, losing sharpness.

"As you can see, it was made instantly, but it's real sharpness."

I picked it up and offered it to Chloe.

"I'm so prepared, bet on that life and be careful." "Cho, Kanna!" "Kanna, what are you doing?"

I ignore Chrysler and send a sharp gaze to Chloe. She was stunned for a moment in my words, but the next moment she had a strong will in her eyes and received an ice dagger from my hand.

And Chloe thrust his sword into his own chest before the two were stopped.