It was because she believed in her older sister. She believed that her older sister would save her.
Holding her younger sister’s hand — the hand that gave her courage, Enri strengthened her resolve.
She could never abandon her sister.
“Ah!”
Enri wasn’t the only one exhausted, her younger sister had also used up a lot of energy running away. Because of that, her steps suddenly stumbled, causing her she to scream and almost fall down.
The reason why the two did not fall down was because they were holding each others hands. It was only because of her younger sister pulling her up, that Enri didn’t lose her balance.
“Quickly!”
“Huff, huff!”
Although they wanted to continue running, her sister’s leg cramped up and stopped moving. Enri thought of carrying her sister, but metallic sounds stopped right next to her, scaring Enri to no end.
Standing beside her was a knight with a bloody sword. Not only that, the armor and helmet also had traces of blood splatter.
Enri stood in front of her sister and glared fiercely at the knight.
“Don’t struggle unnecessarily.”
These words were said without the slightest hesitation, words full of ridicule. Words saying that even if they ran, they would not escape death.
Enri’s heart suddenly burst out with emotion, wondering what he was talking about.
The knight slowly raised his sword above the unmoving Enri. The moment that the sword was about to come down onto Enri—
“Don’t look down on people!”
“Guuu!”
Enri mercilessly struck his helmet. That strike held all of her anger and also all of her desire to protect her sister, she was not afraid of striking the metal with her fists. It was a strike that used up all her energy.
Hearing the sound of bones breaking, pain suddenly spread throughout Enri’s whole body. The knight who endured such a blow, started to sway violently.
“Run!”
“Eh!”
Enri endured the pain and started to run — then suddenly she felt a burning sensation on her back.
“—Wuuu!”
“You damn bitch!”
After being hit in the head by a simple village girl, the knight flew into a rage.
He had lost his calm and was wildly swinging his sword around. As a result he was unable to cut Enri down, but next time she wouldn’t be so lucky. Because Enri was injured and the knight was raging, the next strike would definitely be fatal.
Enri looked at the sword raised high in front of her, shining in the light, and understood two things.
First, they would both be killed in a few seconds. Second, as an ordinary village girl, there was no way to resist.
The sword’s tip was covered in a bit of her blood. That sight made her feel her own heartbeat, the pain from her back spreading through her body and the burning sensation of when she was cut.
Having never experienced this sort of pain before caused her to feel fear and she felt like vomiting.
Perhaps vomiting could dissipate the feeling of fear.
But Enri was looking for ways to survive, there was no time to waste throwing up.
Although in her heart she wanted to despair, Enri had a reason for not giving up. That was the feeling of warmth next to her chest — her younger sister.
At least my sister must live.
This one thought made Enri choose not to give up.
However, right in front of her stood a knight, mocking her determination.
Lifting his sword high, getting ready to swing the sword down.
It could have been her concentrating too much, or that the life or death situation made her mind go into overdrive, Enri felt time slow down as she thought of ways to save her sister.
But she couldn’t think of a good solution. The most she could think of was to use her own body as a shield, and while the sword pierced her body, her sister could use that time to run away, that would be the last resort.
As long as she had strength left, no matter who pierced her, she wouldn’t let go until the fire of her life burned out.
If that happened, then she would accept that fate.
Enri felt like a martyr and showed a smile.
This was the only thing that she could do for her sister. This thought made Enri smile.
She was unsure if her sister alone would be able to escape this hell.
Even if she fled into the forest, she could encounter patrolling soldiers. But as long as she could survive this, there was a chance that she would be able to escape. Just for the chance for her sister to live, Enri bet her life — no she bet her everything she had.
Even so, being scared of the incoming pain, she could not help but close her eyes. In the world of darkness, she mentally prepared herself for her imminent death───
Part 3
Momonga sat on a chair, facing a mirror. The mirror was about 1 meter high and instead of showing his reflection, it had the image of a grassland. The mirror was like a television, showing the scene of an unknown prairie.
The grass swayed in the mirror, proving that it wasn’t just a still image.
As time passed, the sun rose, driving away the darkness shrouding the grasslands. The picturesque charm of the rustic countryside was a huge difference as compared to the gloomy despair of Hel Heim, where Nazarick was previously located in.
Momonga pointed to the mirror and gently waved to the right. The scene reflected in the mirror quickly changed.
[Remote Viewing Lens].
For Player Killers (PK) or Player Killer Killers (PKK), this item that could display the location of players would be invaluable. However, if the players just use some low level anti-search magic, they could easily hide beyond sight. Not only that, it would be easy to receive an attack while using it, so the mirror was actually a very balanced item.
But with this, one could easily see the outside scenery and for the current situation this was a very useful tool.
Admiring the grasslands like watching a movie, the scenery in the mirror was constantly changing.
“I can change the images by waving my hand, then with that I should be able to view different angles of the same place.”
Momonga drew a circle in the air, the view of the the scenery changed. Although he kept on changing the view in the mirror using hand gestures, hoping to find people, he was unable to find any signs of intelligent life — preferably humans.
He continued doing this monotonous job, but the only things reflected on the mirror after every change were more grasslands. After watching for so long, he felt bored, and thus looked at the only other person in the room.
“Anything wrong Momonga-sama? If you require anything please do not hesitate to tell me.”
“No, it’s nothing, Sebas.”
The other person in the room, Sebas, showed a smile, but his previous sentence actually had another meaning. Although Sebas is bound to absolutely obey any order, the fact that Momonga did not bring his entourage made Sebas feel a bit unhappy.
After coming back from above ground, Sebas lectured him.