Ashes and Kingdoms

A purple blue book descends and a bonfire is lit to decorate its hem. Finn was holding his hand and opening it, looking at a line of light that continued dottedly. The feeling of thin threads clumping together is the idea of reinforcing the power of the Lena poured into the bonfire at the required locations from here on out.

A few days after Finn came to defend himself, so far the attack on other places is a very different situation from the first day, but a little early to reassure me. On the other hand, there were more blue light points appearing in front of him than any other, but there was no such fierce attack as the first day, just surrounding whether he was on guard over there as well.

Finn looked behind him and smiled making sure Mac was asleep first by the bonfire. He was originally a courageous boy, but now with the addition of experience and calm there, he's starting to show his face in public as soon as possible.

(Well, he's definitely an adult more than he looks)

He's older than Nellis, though he tends to look younger than he actually is because of his small physique. Finn turned his eyes to the dark and quietly laid his hands on the sword pattern.

There is no sound, and darkness comes as the tide fills.

……

Noticing a difference in signs, Finn frowned. It's too quiet. I can't hear a beast of darkness standing at all. But only temperatures do get chilly and cold.

Finn stood ready to fall through the sword at any time, carefully darkening. Try to figure out where it comes from. But the blue light doesn't light a single one.

(Weird. Maybe you should wake up Mac)

The moment he looked back anxiously, he grew all hairy. When did the bonfire weaken itself? Mac, lit by a whirling flame, buries his face in the blanket in a terribly cold way, exhaling white breath.

"Mac!"

Run over and shake from the top of the frosty blanket. But not even a single lash. When Finn rushed to draw on the power of Lena,

Necessary Nye

A cold voice I remember whispered in the back of my brain. He stifles himself tightly and slowly turns again into the dark. Soon, a pair of blue lights lit up in the darker, deeper, more elaborate center of darkness than the surrounding area. A slight darkness brings up the wolf's giant body.

The memory of the first encounter came back, and Finn was about to be crushed by despair and helplessness. It barely leads to the light that lies within it, and you can fall to your knees.

Stretching his legs all the way and stretching his spine just with his strength, Finn confronted the wolf. A little thinner so that the blue light is interesting.

Return to Kitaka.

Finn did not respond and was silently and slowly circling the flow of light within himself. There's no atrophy, no fear in Lena's signs, and no way to try to protect Finn. They seem a little cramped by the darkness around them, but that's all. As long as Finn calms down, she can protect herself with the power and light she brings.

That means this is not the enemy.

Finn asked in his heart what you were with his lips tied. Then, the dark and cold force that touched the consciousness as it responded, makes him snuggle. He shuddered for a long time, staring again at the wolf in front of him.

"... you are"

I was directly touched by consciousness, and I couldn't call you. This is not like the 'beast' of darkness attacking the dark clouds. Not only that, but it has some strong power.

"What the fuck. Why me?"

Conflict Sulmonoda Body

Finn wasn't sure if the reply was words or will itself. A number of emotions and voices blur the consciousness.

interest and curiosity,

(Customer shi removal le)

disgust, hatred and contempt,

(Light nigga darkness)

Nothing emotional, just an instinctive twitch to match.

And a great consciousness to push all of them aside and observe -

Finn was unconsciously convinced that he knew who he was, and a clear voice arrived.

I'm a priest.

Finn returned the nod. Totally different from priests in human society, but I can only say yes if I dare to name them. This wolf also possesses a special power in the family of darkness, just as the priest of man possesses a different power from the ordinary man.

"So you can use your words to talk to me."

Contrary to the fact that other beasts only convey their will by beating that awesome hatred directly, this “priest” conveys it in words, not in the will itself.

"I, Laha, empathize with Nyotte, move. Tayaskha Retreat Kanu"

You give up, and that's easier - whispering to invite you to do so, the wolf slipped back into the dark. The freezing air soothes and the bonfire makes a patchy sound and dances again.

As Finn stared unanswered, the blue light blinked and disappeared, and the darkness turned into just darkness. After the cold signs completely disappeared, Finn rushed over to Mac. Her complexion is blue and white, but her breath is decent. Without having to pour the light, the blood returned to his cheeks warmed by a bonfire that gradually gained momentum.

Finn breathed relieved, checking on the bonfire, and then lowered his hips against the darkness. If they don't attack again tonight, I'm sure of it.

As soon as he sat down, fatigue pushed him, and Finn raised his knee and opened his forehead.

Finn.

Fluffiness and warm signs envelop the body and mind. When I looked up, Lena was showing up by her side.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll be fine."

"But I'm tired. Do you want to sleep tonight?

"... right. There's no sign of them at all, and they'll be safe tonight."

After casually answering that, Finn tilted his little nook at himself. How can you be so sure? As if, before bonding, Lena was giving me directions.

And, thinking that far, Finn turned her around,

(Right)

Convinced with a bitter smile. Unconsciously, I guess I was sharing her senses. No matter how much of Lena's senses deviate from those of humans, if there is danger, she will not ask if she will sleep, etc. It was the perception of the dragon that made Finn unconsciously share it, knowing that there was no family of darkness.

(I wonder if this is what the empathy and doing of the Dark Beast looks like)

Neither to put it into words, nor to distinguish them from themselves.

If so, we will also know what it means to say, "It is not easy to retreat." Even if they defeat the beast they have attacked, the whole of them share their hatred, know the resentment of the defeated beast, and become a giant twist and push. The phenomenon of defeating the vanguard and the rest fleeing, like a war between humans, cannot occur.

(What am I supposed to do)

Oh, and take a deep sigh. To Finn, who was in a dark mood and held her knee, Lena reached out from the side and gently glanced at the wounds on her cheek.

"Get some rest."

A soft hand moves straight to the temple, holding his head gently. Finn had no room to reply, and it was up to Lena's shoulder.

(Still, you can't give up)

That's all he had in mind as he buried himself in warm tenderness.

I'm not giving up.

One day, again, as it used to be in Nanais...

"Empathy, huh? I see."

Besides Islev, who roared at him, he looked mostly like he was stuck in a fox.

"I don't know what it is."

Walt honestly looks at Finn with a frigid odor. I threw suspicion that I fell asleep or was turned into a demon, but Finn clearly denied it.

"Without a doubt, it was a family of darkness. He's the one who came in contact with me before I went into Winnea."

"You're kind enough to come and warn me this time, is that why? Make it so you can keep it out of the public without any rush."

The shuddering voice disguised itself as a joke, but in the shadows there are swordswallowing thorns. Some of my buddies tried to laugh and didn't laugh, making me look complicated. Finn flatters his shoulders.

"Thankfully, I didn't feel like it. It was just an interest, or an atmosphere where I was looking at what I was going to do. No, it's not just me. I was under the impression that I was just observing what was going on from the top, including the same dark family."

"Oh, I know what that is," Nellis pinched her mouth. "I've become aware of myself as a priest, too, and the way I see things has changed. Everything's a little bit like other HR..."

I say that much and notice my family's gaze, and I rush to say it.

"Not always, of course. I've been watching the world like all the other HRs, and whatever comes down to me right now is coming down. It's just, I am, but if you're a really special, amazing priest or something, and you're the kind of person who spends his life in a temple, that's... I don't know, I feel like I'm going to be like a normal person"

My buddies nodded at Nellis explaining, "Is that what you mean?" As we waited for the same understanding, Islev opens his mouth.

"I doubt if the Dark Beast has a human-like society, but perhaps your daughter is right. And it would be convincing if they were to communicate empathetically that the attack on Comris was not as intense as Phineas and everyone had heard beforehand."

Looking around at everyone who turned to ask questions, Islev continued as if he were going to lecture as well.

"Even when you were here last fall, you weren't exposed to as many attacks as the North Side, were you? That doesn't mean that the animosity of the dark beasts around here was originally as much as it was, and I guess the beasts on the north side were causing more intense hatred. Its not hard to imagine that they got some satisfaction after destroying towns and villages one after the other.

Had the legion soldiers stationed north of Winnea been strong and massive and kept retreating the beast's attacks forever, anger would have sooner and later spilled over to this neighborhood, but it would not have. So even now, there's barely a human realm left without the people who flattened the north coming this far south... I wonder if that's the case "

Together, they were magically listening, but as Islev closed the hypothesis, they gradually looked disgusted with one or two people. Slightly. Valt speaks for the heart of it.

"I mean, both Tetna and Nanice have been bait to tame the hungry beast, so what? I had to give it to them, the damage was getting bigger, you know?

"Reasoning, though. Besides, I ended up feeding him, but no one liked him."

"Naturally!

Speaking roughly back, Valt turns to bitterly. After an awkward silence, Plast said with a small sigh.

"... so you can't fight back badly until they're satisfied and don't care about humans, etc."

"Well, I guess."

Islev answers as he thinks and looks at Finn for his opinion. He kept his mouth slightly open, though he had one person in mind.

"If the Dark Beast attack is like a volcanic fire and you just have to wait for it to disappear naturally, it would certainly be useless to fight back. In that case, remove the burning grass - that is, if the northern humans migrate elsewhere, they may fit in a little faster."

Don't be impotent, there are just signs on the scene. Finn went on without the way he cared about it.

"However, it is not always safe to move ahead. I wasn't heard as bad as the North while I was on the national side, but maybe the fire on that side is just the spark stage yet... and in any case, it will be generations away to bring the North back into human hands in this way. I still need to do something to weaken the fire a little bit."

"How?

No way, sarcastically, Valt asks. Nellis turned back annoyingly.

"Don't just ask your brother, why don't you think of something yourself?

"I'd love to, but for whatever reason, you don't have a friend of the Dark Beast. You know what I mean about them?"

Valt snorts Nellis' protest and flaunts his shoulders. Finn shook his head softly.

"I don't even know. However, the attack on this town will not be intense for the moment, so I'm going to go to the mountains for a moment and talk to them about whether there's a good way for the blue mist."

For the first time in a long time, the ancient ginseng crew made a bright face wondering if they had that hand. And teach surprised newcomers about the Sarda tribe in a mouthful. Early on, the atmosphere of the venue had turned into something of optimism that just said the problem had been solved.

- But, but.

Finn, who was away for a few days and headed for the mountains, returned with a harsh look that could also be heard. Asked terribly how it was, the only word I returned was a word.

"I couldn't."