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Suddenly, the girl's tears stopped and she stared at me blankly. It even confused me a little. For some reason, I felt like a villain who takes the last thing left from a defenseless girl. Although, it probably is! I shouldn't feel ashamed about this! She set wolves on me! And this is not a petty beast!
"You, did you want my rapier?" the girl asked slightly stuttering. She seemed surprised and did not understand what was happening.
"Yes. Do you have anything else to offer? " - I asked in surprise , examining her from head to toe.
The girl got goosebumps, and she quickly replied:
"No, the rapier is the only valuable thing! Take her. "
"That is great!" - I smiled. Of course, I was not a fool and understood what she was thinking. In fact, when I saw her unconscious, the blood was already on fire. It seemed that my very essence was saying that I should take the chance! But right before I made up my mind, a mysterious thought popped up in my head:
"Is it worth it? When did I come down to the level of an animal that cannot contain its lust? Have I become so insignificant that I will sink to violence? How is it different from others? Appearance? Because she's a little prettier than other women, will I rape her? Can I live with it? To live with the knowledge that I am nothing more than an animal, which can no longer be considered a human? Didn't I consider myself above others, one who rose above the concept of 'man'? "
After that, all desire disappeared. It seemed that these thoughts came from the deepest depths of consciousness. I have never considered myself better than others! I have always feared and respected the strong. If I thought I was better than others, would I tolerate gang bullying for so many years? Hmm, but if you think about it, my behavior has really changed a bit. From the moment I almost died, it seems like I started to think a little differently! When I met the gang, I just wanted to laugh, there was no fear! And during the fight, I didn't feel any fear either. I felt like I was fighting with children! I saw right through them! Every movement, every look, I saw everything! It was like I told them how to move, and then I dodged it myself! Perhaps being on the verge of life and death has changed me!
"Ugh!" - a strange sound tore me out of my thoughts. I turned and saw that the girl was trying to take a sitting position, but she was able to do it with difficulty.
"Can I help you?" I asked.
"No thanks." - answered the girl.
Well, as you wish.
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I looked at the man leaving for the carriage and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. He scared me to hell ! I thought I was going to be defiled, but he just wanted my rapier! What a relief.
However, I cannot give it to him! The rapier belongs to my mother and after her death I got it! It's not just a sword, it's a memory. However, I cannot object to anything now! First you need to recover, and then try to return the rapier. Who knows what it will go to his head if I say I want to take the rapier! He is not stronger than me, but with a rapier in his hand he has a clear advantage. Plus, I'm badly hurt. It will take 1-2 days to recover , so you have to endure!
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I put everything I needed neatly into my bag, then headed for the horse. She had already calmed down and was just resting. Approaching, I pulled out a carrot and threw it to her. The animal did not refuse food and quickly ate it. Outwardly, she didn't look wounded, so I made improvised reins out of scraps of cloth . Putting everything on neatly, I helped the horse to get up and climbed onto it. My father taught me how to ride a horse, but I did not think that it would ever be useful to me, since I do not particularly like horses.
After walking a little back and forth with her, I realized that the horse was very pliable. Apparently, she grew up with people from birth. Even after the accident, she did not run away, but simply lay down to rest and restore stamina.
After tying the horse to a tree, I decided to make seagulls. After boiling the water that I had stored before going to bed, all that was left was to throw in the tea leaves. Only then did I remember the girl. Should I offer her some tea? It would be inappropriate to ignore her, but at the same time, she is unlikely to be friendly to me, because I took her rapier. Hmm ....
Looking at the girl, I was surprised. She gave off more warmth than before!