Klaus perspective.
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The back of your hand can be painted with blood, and it doesn't make much sense. He had a thick bloody smell with a slimy feel, but his nose was beginning to be ridiculous to the extent that he was not bothered.
My breath sounds as rough as a beast and my beating is bothersome.
My arms are heavy and my head is blurry. But the eyes move naturally as if searching for prey.
This was a beast, and I laughed at my ridicule.
Not suitable for escorts. This is not the first time I have been told.
I have been told as one of the abuses. In some cases, it was a secret. But that's not all.
To a few friends who forgave you. To respectable elders.
In your way of fighting, you can annihilate the enemy, but the escort will not survive to the end. Who can save lives to people who focus on killing rather than protecting?
In retrospect, it was a complaint just because I thought about me. But I heard all of them.
I became concerned about their words after I became Rosemary's escort.
Protecting Rosemary has more than a role in me. It's ridiculous to give away to others just because it's not suitable.
I thought, then, I wanted to concentrate all my nerves on protecting Rosemary-sama.
Keep an eye on one time and stay close to the side. Look away from everything except that one.
If you do so, you will be protected. Silly I believed.
As a result, the evaluation given to me was not different from before. Of course.
I didn't understand anything.
No worries of friends or boss, no feelings of Rosemary, anything.
And now, I do not know.
How can you protect? How can I grow up as Rosemary's escort?
How do you laugh?
"Wow, I'm sorry."
Peton hits his back. The small impact brought my consciousness back to reality.
"Is it old?"
Wolf fighting back to back, laughing in the back of his throat, breathing in his shoulders.
"It's not that age."
"At least, he's older than you ... maybe."
Look around while tapping the light mouth.
Most standing humans were in constant breath. Many of the friendly sailors are not used to fighting and are tired. Only me and Wolf, and the man who wore the cloak, could move properly.
The number of pirates on the enemy side has also decreased considerably. The morale does not seem to be very high.
You probably never thought that you would have to struggle with a merchant ship opponent.
If you push it again, will you run away with your tail?
While thinking so, turn your eyes to the pirate ship next door. So I was stunned.
Several pirates have kicked the ferry boards into the sea and are trying to leave the ship. Despite the galley, it wasn't good for a few rowers, but it was still moving slowly. Some pirates who have noticed fall into the sea in a hurry to jump.
Looking at the scene, deep wrinkles were carved in Wolf's eyebrows.
"I don't mind going home, but I wanted you to collect it properly."
"Do you think you will surrender gently?"
Ask while looking at the left behind pirates.
Wolf immediately shook his head.
"I can't do that. Pirates are basically tied up once they are caught."
I agreed.
As expected, the pirates are gazing at the surroundings with glare like a savage beast, rather than losing their will to fight.
I muttered in my heart that it was troublesome.
I can't imagine what a cornered man will do.
It would be harder to stop thinking about being warm when catching.
One of the pirates moves while looking up at the eyes.
I understood the direction the man was heading, and I rushed out.
Don't let me go. Will you let me go there?
But before I catch up with the man, another pirate moves in the corner of sight. Injured and reaching for a mowing sailor.
There is no room to get lost. There shouldn't have been.
But my foot changes direction, ignoring will. What am I doing? There's nothing more important than that one.
Cut off the pirate's hand that grabs the sailor's neck while being puzzled by his own actions.
Regardless of the man screaming and rolling around, this time he chased the pirates going downstairs. However, another pirate, who has begun to resist in desperation, is standing by.
Knitting teeth while biting teeth with irritation.
I felt nauseous about my stupidity. I'm worried, lost, greedy, trying to get everything, and I might miss it. And the most important person in the world.
Dying is not allowed.
But another voice shouts in my head, what should I do?
To kill a sailor and protect his life again would be the same.
Floating in my mind that my back teeth are biting like a crush, the face of a man walking far ahead.
The leader, do you not have such a conflict? Is it easy to select both?
—Is my weakness jeopardizing him?
"It's not disturbing, shit!"
With the roar, the pirates standing in front of them disappeared. The pirate, which had a strong kick from the side, blew off enough to hit the edge of the ship.
Standing in front of me, who curled up what happened, was Wolf, breathing on her shoulder. Is the intimidating threat just a matter of this man?
"What are you standing up to?
Violently pushed back.
"I'm not my main job to fight. I can't protect that girl like you. I'll stop here and go fast!"
"Well, thank you!"
Turn your back on Wolf and start running.
I found a pirate's back on the way down while being frustrated by the narrow steps.
I was relieved that I hadn't seemed to be in the room yet, but I stopped breathing in the small shadow that was seen past the man.
Blood in the whole body is drawn. My heart beats so painfully that all the sounds go away.
At the same time, he calmly told him in the corner of his head that he couldn't mistake Rosemary for someone else.
step by step. As you get closer, your expectations turn into convictions. The appearance of standing with a blue face trembling but protecting someone is sadly beautiful.
Your feet kicking the floorboard feel frustratingly slow.
The pirate swinging his sword burns slowly to the retina.
Over the pirate's shoulders, Rosemary noticed the existence of this and clashed with her eyes. Is it just a desire to feel that the relief was mixed in pure surprise?
"Close your eyes !!"
At the same time as screaming, Rosemary closes her eyes. You will not know how rejoicing I am in that trust.
Punch the pirate's heart as if hitting from behind.
A short scream leaked from the pirate's mouth with the feeling of cutting the meat. It was a beast-like voice that I could not imagine. Oh, right. It was good to say that my ears were closed. The first impression I had was that.
Oh, my important person, the only one. I'm sorry I couldn't help as well as the leader.
The flaccid body collapses to the floor with a shudder.
Only Rosemary appears in the view where there is no obstruction.
Your complexion is worse than before. The body is trembling little by little. When you hear that scream, you can see without even seeing what happened. Still, I feel like a rosemary with my eyes closed as I insisted.
Reach out for a little relief.
But I noticed my bloody hands and squeezed halfway. Don't touch it. I will make it dirty.
"... b,"
Rosemary-sama, the voice that called for such a call was interrupted.
It is not because you understand that you should not call here. Not even because I noticed Bianca von Diebold coming out of the room.
"Hhhhh ... !! oh no oh oh oh oh !!"
I was interrupted by the resounding screams.
The woman who was sheltered by Rosemary noticed the corpse under her feet and screamed. Rosemary, who jumps, looks back at the woman in a hurry.
But as soon as Rosemary stopped, the woman ran. Perhaps he has become unable to endure repeated fears. She would have run away as her instinct had to order to escape from the spot, and she ran up the stairs, no matter what.
When you wait, you will hear a stop. However, it does not reach the woman's ear.
I chapped my tongue and followed the woman.
When you reach the deck, grab your arm and try to pull it down. However, the woman was confused and resisted. When you let go, you wake up and twist your body.
If you do this, you will roll down the stairs together. A dry sound arrived in my ears, worried about what to do.
I don't remember the rest.
Perhaps it was like a reflection. When I noticed, she was moving over the woman.
Dos, a dull sound and impact are transmitted to the back.
One beat, the one that came late was the heat of digging rather than pain.
`` Klaus! ''
Rosemary's crying face is rushing to her eyes.
Call me older brother. Even though it is a scene that needs to be corrected, my face loosens out of place. It's been a long time since I had you call my name.
"Klaus, Klaus ...... !!"
Please do not cry.
I want you to laugh.
No matter what,
.