140 119. The sinner takes it back.

When the sight switched in the prince's instant travel, there were tons of carriages and horses lined up in front of him.

It's a mon from the Knights of the Kingdom of Friesia. Just in the shadow of the carriage, me, the prince, and the princess. No one's surprised. "I dared to move to the side of the ambulance where I was, because the caves don't know what's going on now. From here, take a short momentary trip to the cave to keep it out of sight.

"Wait. Let me see if there was any damage from the bombing earlier.

The princess stopped the prince taking her own hand and let her peek straight into her face from the shadow of the carriage. Eleven years old, she can't see well with her body, and she's stretching her back and kicking her face. I look over, too, but I can see some broken or fallen carriages, but few were injured. Perhaps the bombing was dropped around the cave where we were. Are they human traffickers, or are they after the Knights?

"Ah... those people over there, those who were in the same cage as me.

Good thing the princess breathes, like we're all safe. How good are people to worry about someone else until this time? This woman.

The prince is lined up beside him, and the people who would have been imprisoned if I had seen him so that I could follow him are sitting in and beside the carriage. It is also arranged for multiple knights to surround and protect it. They're gathering the temporarily protected guys in one place to protect them. I give my voice to the princess that it is time for the prince to move. The princess nods, and even grabs my hand beside me.... it was then.

"Ahhh... ahhh..."

I hear a noisy, tall voice. It's a kid crying. Unexpectedly waves away the princess's hand and clears her ear to the voice. "I wonder if it's someone from a protected child," the princess whines when she notices her voice.

... No, this voice.

If you notice, your legs move.

My whole body is rubbed by rubble, hurt by chains, and even though I don't want to move a step in vain, my body moves so that I can pull it on my own. Step by step sounded late to the body, blood spilled further from the wound on his arm.

A carriage of protected people sitting around, the... opposite side. The knight stood by me, but when the princess and the prince followed me right beside me and said something, the knight's guard was also lifted. Keep crossing the knight and pulling your body to the back of the carriage.

The crying of the kids sounds even more annoying, making my ears ache. Turn to the back of the carriage and there was already a crowd there too. The crying kids are turning their backs on the other protected people and knights, crying and crying for the two of them. You can't even get close to a knight crying too badly. You're in a state.... No, I might have rather gotten close and rammed. He would do it. Other than me and Chemetho for a long time… I've been vigilant, especially with adult opponents. I didn't even try to talk to my colleagues in rubble pickup from me, and I only answered them over my back. I switched from begging to selling water right away because I was afraid to get involved with adults from Temehe anyway. He's an idiot, and he can't do anything from himself without Chemetho involved.

... Even when you first met me, you must have swung all the courage you didn't have and wrapped it around me anyway. To protect Chemetho from stones that can be thrown from both kids. I was wondering if you had been treated so badly by your parents in the past… how many years ago did you realize that?

"Maybe you are...? There...

The princess looks up at me and asks. Unlike my back length, I guess I don't see Chemetho and Sefek in this crowd for the princess and prince of the little kid. Answer the question from the Lord of the covenant one word, hand in the crowd one step at a time and retreat, moving on. We all wanted to push back, but the violence was no match, and most importantly, the whole body screamed and barely gained strength.

... The closer I got, the more Chemetho and Sefek that back was.

The animal could roar into the sky, and he was whimpering and crying. Not even words. I heard Val, Val, and my name over and over again in the roaring voice. Repeat my name for fools, yell again, cry again. He looked up without rubbing his tearful eyes, even his face, his clothes, and kept wetting the ground. Whimpering and crying mingled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

... Why are you crying so much?

Itching and chest pain make me nauseous. It's been four years since he and the others cried so much. Even when they kidnapped me, I didn't cry in such a way that it would wither away. I don't know what that means, but I was satisfied with the five bodies and saved them.

Flirting, I can support the knight who was beside me where I was about to fall. It's humiliating, you're a knight and you're a royal, but you can't take care of me. To the people who ruined my life.

... Still, the body screamed.

When he scratched them in front of him.

If you don't want to lose it, you don't want to let go.

He wants those kids back.

I kept screaming even no matter what my will was.

"Somebody."

If you don't like your head, you better rely on them to die. You kept suing me like that, but my heart wouldn't allow it.

ki, raging, snooping around, and still hoping to get them back.

What is this, chest pain?

This nausea similarly annoys me.

This, the causation.

This, breathlessness.

Who is this, heartbreaking evil feeler?

"It's important." Worried.

That princess named my emotions.

My "important" was lighter. You should have just thought about Temehe and lived, until then.

My "worries" were easier. No matter how much I thought about it, in the end, people like me would fall to the point of falling, even if I knew it. I was easy to figure out what would happen.

Such a heavy and painful emotion... I don't know.

When you're better off dead, your emotions rage around as much as you think they are, and your body doesn't know what to say.

Thinking about him and the others,... he was bitter, bitter, he couldn't help it.

Take the knight's hand and rebuild it again. Another step, one step closer to his back. The people around you who notice me make way for me to avoid it. Still crying, I look in front of my eyes at the backs of two kids who can roar into the sky without even noticing me. I hesitate to speak up, and stand forward with the kids' backs. I whispered in the past that if I decided to stay dead and hide myself, I wouldn't be stuck with them for the rest of my life. Nearby, Chemetho and Sefek turn bright red to their ears. Dripping tears wet his face, his clothes, and the ground badly. My throat shook too much and I said, "Ahhh, ahh, ahh!" She had a seizure and leaked her voice.

... I never cried in my memory.

To be abandoned by my parents, to be condemned, to be ordered to make a contract of servitude… I just accepted that what was in front of me was real.... Um, except at night.

In my head, that word released from the princess comes back again and again. That word is clear.

Kneel down and spread your arms.

That's all the screaming in your body, eating and tying your teeth. Hold Chemetho and Sefek's shoulders with covered arms on the backs of the kids as they fall in. Bikri and his two shoulders jumped and Sefek put his hands on me to give him a blow as he turned around with his bright red eyes. Chemetho also holds Sefek's hand and looks back with frightened eyes. And

I opened my eyes.

He opens his mouth to foolishness and closes his eyes and complains. This is also the first time I've seen a dumb bump so far, I accidentally laugh at him with my nose.

... the next moment, they jumped at me at the same time.

It also sounded like you called my name just before, but it wasn't worded with tears and whimpers. Stupid enough to fly around my neck, my breath jammed. Pathetically, it's like being supported by two kids. I manage to hold it on my knees without sticking it up to the ground.

My ear hurts because Sefek screams and cries in my ear. My head hurts to the point of a high cry.

Chemetho buries his face in my body and wets my clothes. Tears stain my wound and my body hurts even more.

... it doesn't make a difference, I'm a bunch of kids who don't want to die.

Yet now I can't let go.

My mouth, it moves.

My voice leaks like a roar.

I can't help but say, say these words.

If I can, I can't reach anyone's ear, hoping they'll smear me with this cry of both the kids.

"... really... I'm family...

The moon of darkness lit us thin.