Chapter 16 â A New Hostility
The beastman kids woke up one after another, and Myrril and I were busy opening the MREs and mixing the powder into water. Perhaps they were too hungry, but they ate without complaining. Even if there was something that didnât suit their palates, they ate it with a troubled look on their faces.
We had to go outside every time to boil water. There were too many of them to accommodate in one pot. I got tired of the hassle and decided to try the FR heater.
I managed to read the instructions by the light of the carâs interior lamp and poured water into the pot. It immediately started to overheat, but it didnât seem to be that interesting to the people in this world who know magic â such a shame.
There were twelve MRE bags in the big box, and even if everyone ate them, there were still three left. When I told them to eat more if they wanted, the beastman children shared the food. Perhaps they consume more food than normal humans.
âWe continued on our way north. Weâll pass the Casemaian ruins on the way. You guys go back to sleep; Iâll wake you when we get there. Before you do, Iâd like to ask you if you knew any of the dead beastman adults?â
My question was met with anxious glances from the children. When I tilted my head to see if it was difficult to answer, the dog-eared girl answered on the childrenâs behalf. She seemed to be the oldest of them all.
âThose people are the Casemaian Liberation Army. They were freeing the enslaved beastman in the kingdom. I owe them a debt of gratitude, but itâs not like I knew them.â
âShould we bury them?â
ââ¦No. Their last words to me were to leave them alone and run.â
Oh, as expected from adults. Iâm sorry, but Iâm going to have to take your word for it. I apologize for treating you like those idiots from the kingdom who attacked us on their own and got beaten back, but we donât have the manpower or tools to dig a hole.
If anyone can bury them, it will be me, but there will be no one to protect me in the meantime. I pray for their souls, but Iâm not related to them. When I die, Iâll be on the side of the road just like them⦠No, I mean, Simon.
âAhh!â
I suddenly shouted, and the children shivered in fear.
âW-what is it, all of a sudden?â
I got off the bus and ran back to the wreckage of the carriage to collect the bodies of the dead beastman.
Thatâs right. If theyâre not alive, they can be stored. I havenât tried it yet, but I donât think they will decompose in the storage. If there is a lapse of time, then thatâs it.
âI see. So thatâs it.â
âWhatâs the matter with you? What was that? What did you just do?â
âThen, the childrenâs collars tooâ¦?â
âYoshua! Stop ignoring me and tell me whatâs going on!â
âHey, Myrril, does the collar have a curse that will kill you if you remove it?â
âIâve never heard of anything like that. Itâs just that it is strong and unbreakable. It would be unprofitable to use advanced magic or magical tools on each slave, even if you could.â
I was relieved to hear that. I checked them one by one and stored the collars. Also, the manacles and shackles. The childrenâs faces brightened as they felt the sudden relief in their limbs and necks.
âWhat did you do?â
âItâs a storage spell. Thereâs not a lot of magic I can use, though.â
ââ¦That may be so, but those few spells are all insane.â
Myrril exhaled in exasperation, but her face looked happy.
âAlright, letâs get going. Sit on the chair or lie on the floor.â
âWait, the dark forest is dangerousâ¦â
âDonât worry. Itâs a magical beast-shaped tool that uses light magic to illuminate the way ahead.â
It was neither a magical beast nor a magical tool, but whatever.
I sat down in the driverâs seat and started the engine. As soon as it started moving, the kids were curious and looked out the window, but they soon rolled over and started sleeping.
Myrril also looked sleepy, so I told her I would wake her up if anything happened and asked her to go to the children.
It was the first time for me to drive a car in complete darkness, and I was nervous at first, but the road was well maintained enough for horse-drawn carriages to pass through, and I knew that no one would be traveling the streets at night, so I decided to drive without hesitation.
I estimated 80 km, assuming that a mile in this world is about the same as a mile (= 1.6 km) in my former world. Before the sun rose, we had reached the 50 miles that Myrril had told me about. We were already out of the forest, and what emerged out of the darkness was a huge ravine at the end of the plain. On both sides were sheer cliffs, several kilometers wide and maybe a hundred meters high. The top of the canyon was flat, and there seemed to be a building, but it was too dark to tell.
I stopped the car and woke up Myrril. The children were sound asleep, so I left them to sleep.
âOh, thatâs Casemaian. Itâs in ruins now; no one lives there or even approachesâ¦â
âWhoa!â
Then, without warning, dozens of arrows rained down from somewhere. I hurriedly back up, honked the car horn and fled out of range. It was a curved shot that drew a bow trajectory, and the angle may not have been correct, but it hit the roof and was shot off. However, a serious combat arrowhead will break the window glass if it hits.
âI thought you said there was no one there!â
âT-that should beâ¦â
I couldnât see anyone, but a voice came from nearby.
âIf you come any closer, I will kill you!â
Thatâs right. If there is a rebel army or resistance, they will use their former home country as a base. Or rather, itâs because of these people that the kingdomâs elite troops went out to fight, and the slave boys and girls who escaped got caught in the crossfire.
Well. I donât know what to do to clear up the misunderstanding.
âIâll try to persuade them.â
âWill you be alright?â
âI donât know. Yoshua will protect me in case of an emergency, wonât he?â
I opened the door, and Myrril went downstairs. I canât leave her alone, so I pull out my AKM and start guarding her. I asked Myrril to stop at a distance where she could run into the car at any time in case an arrow came down.
âI am Myrril, daughter of Kajnail, former blacksmith of Casemaian! If there are any representatives, please come out!â
There was no response for a while, but then about ten beastman appeared from the nearby bushes. Dogs, wolves, bears, cats⦠and tigers? They were of various types, but their physiques surpassed those of humans, and they carried machetes and spear-like objects in their hands. For those who are physically stronger than humans, they can always kill us at any distance.
âI donât see anyone with a bow.â
âThey are the vanguard, and the archers are the rearguard. Theyâre probably still aiming from somewhere. Theyâre probably elves. Donât make any bad moves here.â
Oh, so theyâre here, the elves.
The beastmen who approached observed Myrril and smiled slightly when they saw that she was a dwarf. But when their gaze turned to me, a glint flashed in their eyes.
âHumanâ¦!â
I hear a voice filled with hatred, and a slender beastman, cat or tiger or whatever it is, comes straight at me. Myrril stood in front of me without hesitation and held out her hands.
âStop. Heâs our lifesaver.â
âWhy? You are a dwarf, and you know it, donât you? The humans killed our people! They humiliated our mothers and sisters and enslaved our children!â
âNot this man. He has no malice, no hostility, no harm. â¦Andâ¦â
Myrril glanced at me behind her for a moment.
âIf this man has hostile intentions, he is a mage with the power to turn you into corpses in an instant.â
The beastman froze in unison. Itâs not that they were scared. But a strong murderous intent is gathering thickly around the microbus.
Whatâs that? Did you think I was the dangerous type, Myrril? I thought about storing the beastmanâs weapons for a while⦠but when I thought about it, these guys could easily beat me to death with just their basic strength.
Itâs not possible. Myrril is right.
âWhatâs wrong? Are we there yet?â
The one who got off while saying that was the dog-eared girl who had been sleeping in the car. She rubbed her eyes sleepily as she walked past us without a sense of urgency.
âHelma!?â
âHuman! What did you do to Helma?â
I didnât do anything to her, but then she answered for me.
âHe killed the kingdomâs mages and saved us all. The adults in the Liberation Army were killed, though.â
âOh?â
âOh, yeah, I forgot. Iâm keeping the bodies of the Liberation Army members. I want to hand them over somewhere, so if you can take them, please do.â
âHuh! What are you talking aboutâ¦?â
âItâs true. Yoshua is a mage, even if heâs scrawny.â
âY-you know, Myrril-san, the way you say it. Itâs a littleâ¦â
âCan you believe that? He would have put collars and shackles on the children and the dwarf while they were off their guard and made them his slaves!â
âThe collars and shackles were put on me by the kingdomâs people, but this guy⦠took them off us. He gave us food and drove us here.â
The beastman who surrounded the place seemed to be puzzled and disbelieving at the explanation of the dog-eared girl who seemed to be called Helma.
âMyrril, can you bring the children to clear up the misunderstanding?â
âThatâs no good.â
âNo, itâs not going to change the situation. If I bring them, theyâll think Iâm taking hostages.â
âItâs more of a problem for me to move now.â
âDonât worry about me. Iâll take care of myselfâ¦â
âThatâs the problem. If I leave this place, there might be a fight. Yoshua can indeed protect himself, but at least the majority of the beastman will die. If that happens, our relationship will be irreparable.â
Thatâs right. I understand. I made up my mind and spoke to the tiger (or so I thought) girl who intended to kill me.
âHey, you there.â
âAhh!â
âDonât be so aggressive. Iâll be quiet. In this box are the children of the beastman we brought back. They may be asleep, but can you bring them over?â
She approached warily, weapon in hand. She jumped up lightly on the side of the vehicle, looked in through the window, and entered through the door as I moved to the side.
âThereâs Minelle and Cola! Caineâs here too. Hey, someone come here!â
The tiger girl came out with a pair of sleepy children in her arms. A bear and a dog, or perhaps a wolf-like beastman, took turns entering the car. They seemed to have let their guard down a bit after confirming that the children were safe.
Rather, they seemed to think that they could kill me anytime they wanted to, seeing my size.
Well, theyâre not wrong.
The bear-man and wolf-man looked at Myrril and me and tilted their heads in wonder. For now, the machetes are sheathed, and the spears are on their backs. I donât see any intent to attack at the moment.
âWhat is your purpose? Why did you do this to them? And what is this strange vehicle?â
âThis is Yoshua. He uses all sorts of strange magical tools. Both he and I are wanted men in the kingdom, and we were thinking of fleeing the kingdom, butâ¦â
âThatâs impossible.â
The bear-man replied calmly.
âThis place is about to become a battlefield. If you want to run, thatâs fineâ¦â
âThe north of the kingdom is a dark forest inhabited by monsters. In addition to this, there is also the empire to the east and the tribal union to the west. â¦Perhaps youâve made up your mind?â
âYeah. We once escaped to the empire, the union, or the dark forest. It was the same everywhere. We either starved to death, were oppressed and killed, became slaves, or became pet animals. Weâve stopped living as such nomads.â
âThatâs all right, then.â
âYoshua, what are you trying to say?â
âIn such a natural stronghold, and in the motherland of an independent faction, there is no way they could just take it back. Could it be that you killed the kingdomâs garrison here?
ââ¦..â
I guessed right. They canât wait for war. Well, we killed the third prince and all his bodyguards, so we have no right to blame them.
Myrril looked back at me. But she didnât look me in the eye. I had a bad feeling about this.
ââ¦Then thatâs all for now. Thank you for your help, Yoshua.â
âHey, what are you talking about? Why donât you run away with me? Iâll protect you wherever we go.â
âThatâs very kind of you to say. I canât run away. I canât run anymore.â
I donât understand. We have been running all this way. Why did you change your mind right here?
âIs it because youâre⦠a subhuman or something like that?â
âThatâs part of it. But more than that, itâs about the mechanical bow that I created and was robbed of. If my mechanical bow were to be used in a battle here, ordinary shields and armor would be no match for it. No matter how good the bravery of the beastman, they would be killed in a flash. That is my fault.â
I let out a sigh.
I had hoped that I would soon reach the Shangri-la somewhere and live happily ever after, forgetting about those idiots in the kingdom.
âHuman, you are granted special permission to pass through. As long as you do not antagonize us, we will not touch you. You may go wherever you wish.â
The tiger girl (temporary) looked unhappy, but she didnât outwardly argue, probably because the bear-man was in a better position. Myrril walks toward the ravine with her back to me.
A war is about to start. That may be true. The people of the kingdom might do it.
I donât know anything about this world, and I donât care much about it. Whether itâs about defeating the demon king or saving the world, I donât care. Iâll just run away to a quiet place and live my life the way I want to.
But Iâm not so much of a coward that Iâm going to stand back and let the first girl I ever met fight for her life. â¦Maybe.
âWait, Myrril, you owe me. I wonât let you do anything you donât want to until you pay it back.â
The beastman roared in anger, but I didnât care. I looked at Myrril, who had a resentful expression on her face and smiled.
âBut well, you and I have a short relationship. I can wait to collect until we destroy the kingdomâs army, okay?â