Five days have passed since he was kidnapped.
I and Ariana were given a minimum amount of food and water, and had no freedom of action. When I passed through a place like a noisy checkpoint, I got it out of the jute bag. Both hands were fixed behind and both feet were fitted with restraints such as iron handcuffs.
A mysterious pattern was drawn on the restraint, and Ariana said that the restraint on both hands and feet was a magic tool that interfered with magical power.
To use magic, both must be destroyed, which is impossible with ordinary power. In that case, I have no choice but to steal the key from the assailant and remove it, but I do not know who has it. It's unlikely that the key doesn't exist. These magic tools are expensive and should be reused.
If you destroy it one by one, the cost will not be stupid.
Actually, looking at the ankle restraint, there is a keyhole.
Since then, I have tried magic many times.
The result is the same. At least I want to cast recovery magic on Ariana. The assailants made a noise to treat Ariana, so a bottle of recovery potion was roughly thrown in a reluctant manner.
Ariana seemed to be somewhat hurt by drinking it, and her breathing was stable. Still, her magical abdomen hurts, she sometimes looks painful and can't even eat. She was originally thin, she became thinner, and she was completely indignant.
She pulled out a small nail between the boards in the carriage in her backward position and carefully pierced the cloth covering the carriage so as not to make her noise.
She throws away the nail and looks into the hole.
The plains spread out outside, and the forest continues in the back.
The road is covered with red bricks, and it is speculated that this road is big. The scenery flies backward one after another whether the carriage is speeding up.
Even when I remembered the map, it was not written that there was a red brick road. With more knowledge, you should know where you are. I can't help saying that now. I sat away from the hole and leaned against the barrel. There is nothing in the carriage that can be used as an escape tool.
As soon as you find yourself wandering around in the carriage, a "sleep fog sleep" will fly.
There are three possible destinations.
One is the humanitarian cellar god in the east.
One is the Panta country under the control of the beastmen in the southwest.
One is Sundi, a desert country that crosses the free border.
Someone had said before that the desert countries of Sundi and Panta had the smell of a war. I hope it's not there if possible.
Even so, their purpose is me. During this time, I was talking about the client's "hobby", but I'm sure I'll be taken to a metamorphosis who likes fat. That's really impossible. It can't be serious. If you don't run away somehow, it's going to be bad.
"It's a meal"
A minion-like man throws a bottle of water and a paper bag into the car and immediately withdraws his face. It looks like it's frustrating. I don't know if there is anything in the future or if I'm just in a bad mood. Anyway, when I have to eat it, I can't help.
"Ariana"
"Hmm…"
Woke her lying down.
Ariana painfully leans against the wooden box behind. I really wanted to support it, but I can't because my hands are behind me.
"Can you eat it?"
"Hmm..."
The body refuses. However, I know reasonably that if I don't eat it, my physical strength will not recover. Forcibly Ariana nodded and opened her paper bag. Her restraint is only the rope and her hands are in front. She took out the sandwich she was inside, and she grabbed only the edge.
"Keho ... Keho ..."
It seems to be quite painful. At worst, her internal organs may have been damaged. The normally energetic fox ears were now withered.
"Are you okay? You can drink water, right?"
"Hmm…"
Give up the sandwich, put it back in the bag, and try to open the water bottle. It's a cork style, and Ariana can't pull it out, perhaps because she doesn't have much power. I turned to the back and put out my hand. Ariana puts the cork on my right hand.
"Hold it down"
"Hmm…"
After making sure Ariana was holding her bottle, I pulled out the cork. It had a fairly tight lid. What a harassment.
After drinking water and calming down, let her have a sandwich and eat it. This work is also familiar. If I don't let him eat, I have no choice but to crawl like a dog and eat. With all this in mind, the assailants may have put her hands in front of Ariana's restraint.
About two hours later, the assailants began to keep in touch with each other out loud.
"I'll arrive!"
"Don't have a pass. Get ready for the money."
It is the voice of a man who seems to be a child and a head. Arrive?
Where are you going?
Crawl to the hole you made earlier and look outside. An escort horse is running right next to me and I can't see anything. Somehow I feel unpleasant.
The carriage repeatedly moves and stops. It may be in a line. About fifteen minutes later, when my head interacted with a man with a voice I had never heard before, the carriage began to run lightly. The surroundings are noisy. The voice of the seller and the voice of people passing by can be heard loudly.
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It seems that you have arrived in the city.
From the conversation between the watchman and his head, I knew that this was the place name "Tokutor". The assailants are talking more about whether they were relieved to enter the city. The carriage stopped when I was listening for any information.
"Get out"
"You can't get out"
I argue against the man's words. How do you move with both hands and feet restrained?
"Chi"
A man without front teeth entered the carriage and grabbed my arm without trying to hide his sarcasm. And pull it roughly. He was moved to rub the floor and was thrown out of the carriage.
"Hey, help me"
"no way"
"I'm alone like this fat"
"What happened to your proud physical strengthening?"
"I can't do that."
"Isn't it blowing the conch?"
"That's right. If I could, I'm a knight now."
While arguing with each other, two vulgar men carried me up and carried me to the stopped house. Ariana is being carried by another man to have a bales of rice.
Probably the assailant's hideout. A sword is randomly placed in a barrel near the entrance and is ready for battle. Along the corridor, in the simple living room, two three-seat sofas and one one-seat sofa are randomly placed, and there are few things and there is no sense of life. Moisture and musty odor stick to my nose.
A man without front teeth stood in front of a large painting that seemed to be 3 meters square, throwing me on the sofa. The painting eerily depicts the lake at dusk. If you look at it alone in the middle of the night, it looks like a little picture. A man without front teeth raised his right hand and put his hand on the painting.
"Thou shalt know what I want, I do not know what you want. I haven't seen it yet, I want you."
Then his picture frame glows, and the lake at dusk depicted in the painting is swallowed by a whirlpool and turns black. It swelled violently like a mollusk, and a cavity appeared in the place where the painting was.
"let's go"
"Hey, replace that skinny one"
"no way"
A man with no front teeth who was refused deliberately struck his tongue and carried me in a disgusted manner. The other person also reluctantly wraps around to the leg and lifts it. The men went into the cavity where the painting was. The man carrying Ariana naturally follows behind.
The cavity continued underground.
Ariana and I were rolled into an iron prison in the basement room. A toothless man throws in two blankets randomly.
"If you're quiet, you can't do anything."
The face of a terrible toothless man was dirty. The stubble is now stuck with bread crumbs for breakfast, and his face is full of dirt. Besides, it smells.
Stop, don't get close to your face. dirty.
Perhaps I was happy that I turned away, the toothless man laughed vulgarly and locked the prison.
The sound of a heavy iron lock falling down echoes in the prison.
The men looked at me and laughed with their noses, then climbed the stairs and disappeared.
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The prison is a thick iron cage. It is impossible to destroy without magic. I laid a blanket on the cold floor, laid Ariana down and covered it with a blanket. Her weakness is intense. Her consciousness seems to be stunned, and she shit calls her brother and sister's name and my name.
"Elie, Elie ..."
"It's okay, Ariana. I'm here."
"Elie ... Elie ..."
I'll hold Ariana's hand for a while. It was quite cold and thin.
At the same time as the anger rushed in, I reconsidered that I could not escape when I was angry, and observed the prison with calm eyes. I have to think of a way to escape.
In such a situation, I was a genius. Iron heart.
And self-suggestion as usual.
In a pinch, when it was hard, I became a habit when I said that I was a genius and I was a genius. I remember what I said to the people in the company. Well, it's true and it's okay.
I am a genius, yay.
Even so, the supermarket business, which I had been talking about until just a few months ago, is now fat and ugly in prison, and no one really believes it.
Imagine the face of a surprised friend and finally laughed.
Laughter is necessary at such times.
Anyway, I can't get out of it somehow. In dramas and movies, it is standard that someone pretends to have a stomachache or illness and calls a guard to steal the key. However, the fact that I was thrown into a prison and found out. That's absolutely impossible.
Besides, human life is light here in a different world. Sometimes it's killed by monsters, and sometimes it's attacked by night thieves. You can even die in a duel with magic. Death is closer than in Japan. Acting ill in such a world wouldn't have much effect. It doesn't matter, it's the punch line that is chanted by recovery magic and left unattended.
But if I give up, Ariana is over.
She vowed that only Ariana would definitely help.
I've been thinking about it since I was kidnapped by them.
If Ellie was alive and made friends with Ariana, she would happily talk to Claris, introduce her to Amy, have lunch with her every day and go to various places. It would have been a story of love, studying at school, training magic in a special training ground, repelling bullies, and detouring on the way home.
Ellie is a wonderful lady who cares for people, and she is a good girl who can be kind to others. She is a girl who cares for her first friend like her own family, and protects and protects her as a substitute if her partner is hurt.
I also think that Ariana is important. She would have been wiped out without her when she was attacked by the Bone Lizard. And Ariana thinks of me like her family, comforting me when I'm having a hard time, laughing with me when I'm having fun, and her sneaking laughing cute smile over and over again.
She has no option not to help her. I like Ariana. She's like a cute little sister and she's a friend. She must have liked her if she had met Ellie.
Ariana's situation is also miserable. She bears the fate of the family, and she feeds her six younger brothers and sisters alone. Ariana is confronting without escaping from such pressure. I'm brave and can't help her as a hard worker. It doesn't end in such a halfway place. I want to help her and help her as a friend.
that?
Something
When I was thinking about it seriously, tears came out ...
She doesn't know if she's crying or Ellie is crying.
I am proud that I am not a man who cries because of this.
But why ...
I sat down and wiped my tears with his one-piece knees.
I'm sure he would have been desperate if he were alone. Is he helping Ariana or being helped by her ... maybe both? I turned to the back and rubbed Ariana's fox ears with my restrained hands to heal me, and I was enthusiastic.
Get out of here anyway.
I will definitely go back to Grafner.