At this point, your trust in me has probably deepened.

He saw me as a non-threatening person, which moved me. However, I still have to seize the opportunities that should be taken——

I kicked the dart away, held him down with one hand, and put a knife against his defenseless throat with the other hand——

"Don't move."

I succeeded and whispered.

The whole movement was done in one go without causing too much noise, so it did not disturb the praying people in the distance.

"You——"

"Shh——"

I interrupted the man - he was quite panicked at first, and then lowered his head as if resigned to his fate. I was glad that he did not resist violently.

Just in case, I ordered him to get up and threatened him with a knife to follow me into a small utility room next door. He did everything silently.

After closing the door, I threw the knife aside.

"It is really necessary to use this method——"

Looking at the man who had not yet come to his senses, I said straight to the point:

"Boy, are you a soldier?"

"..."

The other party's body trembled, and his behavior confirmed my guess.

"The handwriting you wrote to us is so crooked and ugly - you didn't write it with your dominant hand, right?"

I raised the piece of paper and shook it:

"I didn't want us to recognize the handwriting, but it was self-defeating."

"..."

"Well...since your boy can use the fierce wind and fire technique, he is probably not an ordinary soldier..."

[Fire Wind and Fire Technique] is a difficult spiritual magic to perform, and it is almost impossible to practice without professional training. As far as I know, there are no more than five people in this small town who know spiritual magic.

"...! You, who are you?! How..."

Ah, he doesn’t know that I have divine eyes...

"I guessed it. It seems I'm right... Then I'll guess again, um..."

Well~~it’s quite fun to pretend to be a ghost.

"When you saw us yesterday, were you scared for a moment? That girl was wearing a guard uniform, and you are a soldier...what's so scary?"

"Don't..."

"So, forgive me for making a bold guess - you are a deserter, right?"

"..."

The man was like a deflated rubber ball, his head lowered listlessly.

My purpose is not to play the role of a detective who catches the criminal. In other words, I am not actually interested in his identity.

"Okay, okay~~"

I patted his shoulder:

"Don't worry, I'm just a civilian, and I won't arrest you. I just want to know one thing - what are you doing in this town?"

"...really?"

"As long as you answer my questions honestly."

"..."

The man suddenly raised his face and looked at me intently, perhaps to confirm whether my words were credible.

I'm waiting for him.

"..."

"...Okay."

With a long sigh, the man nodded slightly.

"I'm all ears."

"..."

The man organized his thoughts, his eyes staring at somewhere on the floor, or somewhere more distant:

"I...killed someone..."

"..."

"No, it's the demon... I killed the demon..."

"Oh? You are a soldier on the front line."

"Yes, the Eastern Front... joined the army a year ago..."

The heavy tone was vaguely mixed with the shadow of war.

"I was originally an auxiliary combatant...that is...located in the back row of the legion. Each group of five people...is responsible for casting large-scale magic..."

Oh... Sex magic like the one above does require the combined efforts of multiple people to use it.

"The experience of killing someone alone...had never happened before."

"..."

"Until I was transferred to a vanguard unit...one night, I was ambushed outside the city..."

The man pressed his temples and frowned in pain:

"I saw a demon who was seriously injured and was about to pounce on my companion...my companion was already dying...so I rushed over without thinking much,

Knocked down the demon..."

"..."

"He roared crazily and bit me like a wild beast... My magic power and his were exhausted. I subconsciously strangled his neck, and he did the same thing... I

It's very painful. If I don't kill him, I will die. I can only think this way... He is struggling hysterically. I can't let go. I must kill him first..."

Without warning, the man rubbed his hair vigorously:

"I didn't want to kill him, but I couldn't help it. I didn't want to die, and he definitely didn't want to either... I watched helplessly as he kept twitching and foaming at the mouth... I couldn't let go.

My hands were squeezing him uncontrollably, and he was about to die... His life was in my hands. This was the first time I felt like this. I didn't want to kill him, but I had no choice.

I had to use force... He, he was killed by me..."

I heard the man's groan of collapse, like the cry of his soul.

......

"You did not return to the camp that day, but fled the army?"

"Well... At that time, I just wanted to stay away from the war, as far away as possible, and I ended up here before I knew it... The army didn't track me down, maybe they thought I was dead...

."

"Well..."

I looked at the man who was gradually calming down and said:

"So, you plan to settle in a small town?"

"......?"

"What? Is there graffiti on my face?"

"You..."

"I'm too lazy to do anything to you... What I did was just to test whether you had any intention of harming the town. After all, you look so suspicious."

"No, it won't...I promise."

The other party responded quickly.

"Well, okay, then I'll keep it a secret for you... As for you, just enjoy life in the small town and don't cause trouble."

As soon as I finished speaking, I opened the door:

"I will contact you another day, just wait for me... You should have enough money to stay in a hotel, right?"

"Yes, some..."

This guy still has an expression of disbelief.

"Then what are you waiting for? Do you need me to lead you?"

"No..."
To be continued...