「Your bloodthirst is leaking out.
Or is this──that fun?」 (TLN: 殺気がだだ漏れているぞ。
それともこれは──そういう遊びなのか?)
Making even the soul freeze, the cold voice of the boy spoke to the man.
Depending on the voice alone it was beautiful, artistic even──fearful domination. (TLN: 美しいとすら感じてしまう声による、芸術的なまでの──恐怖による支配。)
Judging from appearance, he thought it was an easy job.
But, the man noticed. He who thought he was a predator, the reality was that the boy was in front of him, and the fact that it was the mouse who was supposed to be played with was now killing the cat.
「──A」
Right away, the man was going to beg for his life.
However, his throat couldn’t move as if it were frozen.
Magical power emanated from the boy’s hand. It turned into a sword edge──more fear was felt.
「You should’ve tried hiding a little better.
──Aa, my interest cool down.」 (TLN: 隠れるのならばもう少しうまくやってはくれぬか。
──嗚呼、興が冷める)
I totally lost interest. To the voice of the boy who spoke these words, the man realized his fate.
「Ma──」
Perhaps, for the first time in this man’s life, it was the quickest reaction.
Wait, help me.
The killing intent of the boy swelled. The pressure became violent, foreshadowing what was going to be done. The man who finally issued words for begging for his life──
With a familiar body reflected in his eyes, the figure of the boy stopped thinking.
Instead of a full mirror’s view of the whole body, it was recognized due to how long they had been together, and the neck was gone. (TLN: 全身像を鏡でなく見るのは初めてだが、長年付き添った故にそれと分かる自分の体には、首がなかった。)
Whether the body crumbled earlier, or──did the neck collapse earlier.
The man who thought he was a predator, had an all too disappointing finish in life.
….Maa, a funeral won’t be given. (TLN: ……まあ、弔いは必要あるまい。)
Looking at the body of the man falling down, I murmured my intent with eyes filled with contempt.
If the bloodthirst was only for me I wouldn’t kill you without discussion, but it’s a different story if it’s towards Cheryl.
Besides, those sticky vulgar eyes, was already a reason not to exchange any words.
….Thief class, huh.
Looking at the man whose body was wrapped fully in black, I wondered if there were fellows like this in the country of elves──with a sigh.
Every person thinks of things, it’s more natural than speaking, somehow I feel lackluster and regret it. (TLN: 一人一人が物事を考え、行動する以上は当たり前といえば当たり前なのだが、なんとなく生彩を欠いたような気がして残念に思う。)
The face of the man who rolled, was lying down on the ground, he couldn’t ask. Just by looking at those long ears, this man was also an elf. (TLN: 転がった男の顔は、地面に伏せられていて、伺う事はできない。)
….Although there are many good people, there are a number of men like this one.
Although I wanted to enjoy the day of departure, it doesn’t seem possible.
There already was no more business, and I lost interest in the man, so I shifted my gaze to Cheryl who I had left.
Maybe because I had disappeared without saying anything, Cheryl seemed a bit upset. Fumu….even while reading the signs, you want me to teach you recovery magic concurrently.
There is no problem for Cheryl if this man was her partner, since the man could only struggle a little bit in my surprise attack.
Without sending a glance to the corpse, I emerged from the darkness.
「What’s this? Slava-kun, there was….」
「Iya it’s over. I was just meeting someone for a bit.
Next time I’ll tell you before disappearing.」
It was a little「Processing」that I finished, I rejoined Cheryl with an innocent look.
Of course there was a means to hold it off, so maybe the excuse was a bit miserable?
──Maa I handled the dirty work, in that sense it’s constant. (TLN: The dirty work was his meeting)
「Mou」
Cheryl who didn’t understand such word play, slightly blushed with puffed out cheeks.
It’s a good thing to be naive. Really, Cheryl still doesn’t need to know.
When taking a last glance at the dark──I began to walk expressionlessly.
In any case there’s a bad mood. If we camp for the night, we’ll camp in a more remote place.
Leaving Arufareia, the security couldn’t be maintained after all.
Even for elves, there are people like this.
But at the very least──if you have the mindset to kill, you should be ready to be killed, that sense of crisis is the thing you should embrace.
Checking my appearance, once more Cheryl lightened her steps, I had also begun walking.