Chapter 118 – The North (2)

Amidst the thick forest, green bugs shone with their tails. A group of bright lights gathered to become a green moon, and then scattered to become countless stars. Fabian, who had reached the elven forest, was lost in thought as he looked at the river that cut through the forest and plain.

Now he was as close as a normal human could get. Fabian knew that there were elves hiding in the shadows between the trees in the forest. He knew that if he crossed the river without permission, dozens of arrows would fly from the shadows.

After Petunia Titi, a member of the hero’s party, went over to the forest, humans related to the hero could never cross the forest. No matter how many times I asked for permission, the only answer that came back was refusal.

No matter how much he was the master of the thieves’ guild, he couldn’t break through the pursuit of the elves in a forest he had never entered. He was a friend of backstreets and thieves, for he was far from a hunter. Petunia Titi. She was the archer of the hero party and a good hunter.

Even in the forest of the Demon Realm, her search ability and ability to deal with spirits were always of great help. Fabian thought that because of her, all the party members were able to return safely.

“Petunia.”

Fabian spoke to the other side of the river. No answer came, but Fabian could feel the presence of people across the forest. Like a reed shaken by the wind, the entire forest was shaken whenever Fabian opened his mouth.

“I want to talk. If I can’t go see you Shouldn’t you come out to meet me? We were still colleagues who fought together to defeat the demon lord. You live for hundreds of years, but humans die in decades. Mobius might die in 20 years. Are you going to wait until we all die of old age? I want to talk. If I can’t come in, you can come out and face us.”

Fabian chose an unassuming method. This was because he still considered Petunia Titi a colleague. Unlike the other colleagues who were united in revenge and resentment, Petunia Titi was an elf who came to the party only to see Hero Wolf.

If you think about it, it was like fate from the first meeting.

By chance, we got on the wrong road and entered the forest where the devil lurks, and when the group, who were not familiar with the forest, were struggling, by chance, they ran into Petunia Titi, who had gone far to hunt the devil at the time.

The five of them firmly cooperated with each other to defeat the demon.

At that time, Petunia Titi seemed to have fallen in love with Wolf at first sight, who had protected her during her melee even as she bluntly sliced ​​and killed demons. It’s because I put my foot out on my own to a cruel adventure group that is dull and supported by evil.

[It’s a good thing.]

I remembered what the wizard Mobius had said. Mobius’ mage tower was not far from the elven forest. Even at the place where Fabian was sitting, he could face the brilliant light of the Mobius Tower. If I narrowed my eyes just a little, I could see the carts busily coming and going in the Mage Tower.

The cart was packed with people like bean sprouts and was being carried. There was no life in their eyes, and their sitting posture made them feel like puppets. Fabian knew that those people were going north.

After thinking about what to do with the piled up experimental failed works, he decided to throw them into the wild northern plains like throwing garbage into a garbage dump.

“Under…”

Fabian wondered if he was on the right track whenever he saw such brutality. Both Fabian and the Hero clearly had a goal in the beginning. It was a lofty goal in itself. Fabian wanted to kill the bad guys, and he wanted revenge on the humans who enslaved him.

The hero wanted to take revenge on the humans who drove him to the bottom, and he was convinced that he was a hero.

Confident that you are a warrior.

Everyone in the party was convinced that Wolf was really a hero.

Because Wolf was that strong. The last moment of the demon king. Because Wolf admitted that he was a hero. Fabian still remembered the demon king’s laughter.

Haha! Wolf! Hero Wolf! Yes, you are a warrior! Warrior! Okay! Haha!]

So Fabian thought that everything would be all right once Wolf took over. Because he was a hero recognized by the Demon King. Because both Wolf and “Us” Were real heroes.

But no.

Slaves were being used in Mobius’ experiments, and Alexander was treating nuns as prostitutes and offering them to Wolf. Wolf did not restrain his family’s extravagance, and he himself was buried in expensive alcohol, food, and women.

All Wolf does is murder. And luxury. There were only two. He killed those who opposed him. He also killed those who rebelled against his own family. Everyone who pointed out or investigated corruption was demoted or killed.

However, Fabian had no choice but to follow such a hero. Because he was the hero who freed Fabian from slavery. It was because Wolf was the one who helped him grow up as an assassin who had lost his friends and ‘his family’.

Because it was Hero Wolf who gave him the name Fabian and gave him the honor of being the hero who saved the world.

The wind blew.

Fabian blinked as if he had just woken up.

A cool forest breeze blew through Fabian’s body. The branches trembled as if the forest was waking up, and the wind echoed from the depths. Someone was walking through the straight trees.

Fabian was aware of that step. Uncharacteristically light as an elf, the movement of the whole body fluttering in a rhythm, the hair neatly tied into one, and the light and active clothes decorated with leaves.

“Petunia.”

The long ears perked up when Fabian called his name. Her face was pale, and there were still tears in her eyes. Her slightly sunken cheeks and pale lips let her know that she was still reeling from the pain of her broken heart.

“…What. Say.”

Petunia Titi spoke in a timid yet determined tone. Fabian could understand her sharp attitude. Because Petunia really did her best as an elf. She always took care of her wolf, and she always stuck by his side and tried to please him.

When Wolf was seriously injured, he took the lead to nurse him, and even asked the others to make time for him to be alone with him. When he went in to defeat the demon king, he even asked Wolf to hold him tight.

But Wolf always rejected her. Even the last request to hug him, and the confession he left behind after defeating the Demon King, he coldly rejected everything.

There was only one reason. Because he couldn’t love Petunia.

After her confession, Petunia silently packed her things and disappeared from her company. We were the only ones who returned to the capital. Even in glory, Wolf never smiled. Now Petunia was also glaring at Fabian, losing her smile.

“Say. Fabian. What did you come for?”

Fabian had come all the way here to talk about something obvious. Now, stop forgiving Wolf, and let’s all have a meal together like back then. Everyone wants to talk to you. We don’t live longer than you, so I hope we can reconcile.

Wolf is grieving a lot, so I hope he will be my strength.

But, but Fabian couldn’t say that. With the river in between, he just looked away, biting his lip. He was a pro at assassination. He could change his expression at will in front of the target of assassination, and he could unlock a tightly locked lock with a single wire.

But now, she couldn’t change her expression at will in front of her, and she couldn’t let go of her shameless request as if it were natural.

“Fabian?”

Petunia narrowed her eyes. Fabian thought.

What would she think if she saw us again now?

If you find out that Wolf is hanging out with dozens of women, that Alexander is treating nuns as prostitutes, that Mobius is doing his research by replacing slaves, and that Fabian is murdering Wolf’s enemies, what will he look like? To build?

When Petunia was around, the Hero party was a place where quite a lot of fun people gathered.

Alexander was a horny man, but he was always good and could tell a good joke. Wolf was blunt, but friendly towards his teammates. As an elder, Mobius often gave advice and led the party. Petunia is a mood maker, boosting her gloomy mood.

But time has passed.

As much as the world was out of the demon lord’s grip, we were unrestrained and rampaging.

“…I’m sorry.”

So, Fabian could only spit out that one word. Petunia hardened her face at his sudden apology. Sadness appeared on her face again.

“…It’s okay. Live. Don’t come again.”

I turned around on my outstretched leg. Petunia’s hair fluttered. Fabian stared blankly at her back. Couldn’t it have been sent with a little better words? Still, wouldn’t she have been better off asking her to come?

Fabian questioned himself before shaking her head. This was the best

Really, I thought this was the best for everyone.

She disappeared beyond the shadows.

The wind blew.

She seemed to be trying to push Fabian away with a fierce blow. Fabian stepped back and raised her head.

Fabian looked up at the sky and sighed deeply. A vast blue sky and a black dot.

As if a black star had risen, the black dot was getting closer and closer.

Fabian frowned and stared closely at her black dot. It was nothing more than a circle, and it spread its wings wide and flew towards Fabian. It was a communication phrase used by the Thieves Guild.

I stroked her hair and opened the small note on her ankle.

[Target escape from Ithaca. Appears to be in the North now.]

Fabian snorted at her.

In the end, Fabian had to kill someone again.

Those who dared to stand for love and justice.