Chapter 125
Cynthia held her sword before her, and the soldiers, in perfect order, saluted the forest. Sarah and Elgar offered up a prayer. It felt like the sun had impulsively showed itself. They had been running frantically, and so hadn’t noticed that the rain had stopped. With much weighing on her mind, Cynthia closed her eyes. After paying respects for about a minute, a sound was heard behind them. Worried something may have happened, Cynthia opened her eyes, and carefully turned around.
“Ei!”
“Pfflt…”
Turning around, something thick was smeared on her. Something gritty entered her mouth. There was no mistake that it was mud.
“W-what!?”
“Don’t just kill people off like that. More importantly, it would be a massive waste to die on such a sunny day.”
“Y-you were alive!?”
Mirut’s
