Disclaimer: Written by Rime. Translated by Arcana. Approved by Rime to transfer from pixiv. The characters were not owned by the writer nor the translator. Characters were borrowed from the players of MHD. To members of MHD, if there are any problems, there would be no problem in removing.
Chapter Notes:The Genealogy of Hunters 11-1: Case All Cast
Characters: Nobutuna, Falt, jack, SEVEN, Billy, Ash, Sky, Mr. Sido, Tharros, Lamia, Sakura, Carry, etc.
Chapter Summary:
Something was happening in the snow mountains, and help was needed. When every member received a letter from the leader of the hunting group, they assembled to help the village under the attack of Tigrex.
Inform all the hunters that received this post.
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There is a fierce battle in the snow mountain.
Hunters, and soldiers are not enough, the state of crisis approaching has passed for a long time.
The enemy is Tigrex. Because of the huge individual, low-rank hunters are forbidden to enter.
In addition, with the haunting of the wyvern, the monsters that live in the neighboring areas, miscellaneousness are gathering.
The sign of the cataclysm, is the sign of some natural disaster, but none can be judged.
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If this situation continues, the snow mountain much less, the nearby villages, towns will be followed by a thread of collapsing.
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Inform all the hunters that received this post.
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To the snow mountains, courageous people that will take weapons in their hands, as soon as possible, acutely, please gather.
The world is mysterious. Her eldest sister said. The eldest sister with a look of transparent beauty, blessed and was very pleased with the return of her sister, who had left the town for a long time to tried and learned in the far-off world. Around half a year before, the town that was damaged heavily finally regained the form in the past, the knights grew devoted to serve the town, and was going to be right in one with the Kingdom.
"Welcome back, Sakura, Ash. Finally... We are able to make this a place, for you to return. I'm glad"
"Big sister you deserves the credit... Now, I feel shameful for my skill-lessness at that time."
"I really don't think the Chivalric Order can change this much... What kind of magic have you use, sister Aqua"
"Dear, there's nothing like magic"
I didn't do anything. Your older brothers just devoted themselves. Facing her back to the big altar, Aqua who was in the white priestess dress, just slowly tilted her head, she smiled slightly lonely. Sakura knew that the smile that seemed to be vain was the usual habit of her eldest sister.
"...After you left the town, they really fought absorbedly, and handled many duties. Though rebuilding the fiscal was difficult, they cut down and saved in various ways so that your father was astonished. They sold all the decorations in the house for the people, and they gave all except the minimum to citizens, and every luxurious dinners and festivals were cancelled, how did they talk him out of them... At that time, the third son who became the root, a lot of the seeds he swindled, came back from different places."
"..."
"...Ash, do you, still hate him...?"
To the older sister without the connection of blood that said in the way lying down her uneasiness, Ash held out a sword in silent. The sword with the big wyvern stone, was given to his family as a symbol of a knight. Aqua noticed immediately that, the sword Ash was holding, was slightly different from the one he received. She was one of the priestesses that was permitted to attend the ceremony of Ash when he became the knight leader.
"No"
The handed sword, the answer that sounded fluently, she smiled as if being relieved, received the held out sword and stared at it. This being here meant... the sword of the Clan of the Fire Wyverns left his hand, which meant... probably he, turned over a new leaf. Originally... people who disliked bent things, were people that would do anything to make it straight. The swindled seeds of him who took the wrong means, it may be said since they germinated, there was the present Chivalric Order.
Aqua was anxious and worried, and again tried to lead this brother who was not connected in blood, as an older sister. Her wish, at distinction seemed to conclude him as her true younger brother.
"... Are you going to, leave the town again"
"Yes, sister. ... I, am no longer, the daughter of noble"
"We are already, full-fledged hunters... We have entered a hunting group, too"
"Is it so... I feel precious and lonely, but if this is the road you decided, I will not say anything about it... Sometimes, if you feel necessary, come home. I'll be waiting anytime. From the eldest daughter of the Rathian family, the Clan of Fire Wyvern blesses you"
But for the time being, relax in the house. To the sister laughing with a smile, they smiled back and turned around. In the house they were heading towards, the two families gathered, and waited for their return.
It must be lucky, for them to receive the letter on the early morning of the next day.
These days here, the manners of the courage of the deserts were strange, SEVEN heard from SIX who was his older brother and his younger brother. In the place where cactuses were brought up well, with much water even in the desert, pointing to a Diablos in a gesture that seemed to be looking at the sky frequently, he said.
"They watched the sky many times a day in that way... They might be at a loss, and seemed to look for the border of the rocks or the sky. Though they do eat like usual, in the middle of it in that way they seemed to be cautious."
"...Is there something like this, till now? What does Dad say about this?"
He was half in doubt at first when he heard about it. They were portly in usual, walking in the desert raising their horns, the courage of the desert that crossed the dry morning and the cold night, Diablos. They exposing wariness were either, a sign of a sandstorm arising, or the sign of other meat-eating wyverns or Elder Dragons dancing down to the desert.
He said that they had continued to be cautious in that way already, since half a month. If a sandstorm was not caused, the sudden appearance of Elder Dragons could not be confirmed too.
"He only said that, it is strange. Let nature take its course,is the quote of Dad. Though the village has made appointments as if nothing has happened, well, look, after all aren't we like this?"
"... Oh, it is so"
Talking back to SIX with a bitter smile, he stood up. They concealed their footsteps and left the place, so that it was not noticed by the Diablos which began to covet the cactus restlessly.
"If SEVEN can come back, we'll feel at ease"
"That's a shame"
"... You're right"
"Even if I'm not here, both you and FIVE are here, there's also many sisters and brothers, and Dad and Mom are here too. It will be fine"
"That may be so, but after all if everyone isn't here, it feels uneasy"
Even if only SEVEN survived, even if everyone except SEVEN survived, I hate both. The face of SIX who said, was quite serious.
"... The possibility, of if... Mom always worried about this recently. Though everyone laughed that, it is too much of a worry, everyone is after all, slightly thinking about the same thing"
Because, we are the people of the desert. Like the drifting sand, like the dry air, we watch the life slightly objectively.
A person dying. The possibility of being remained. The possibility of being left. The sudden parting without words nor shadow.
"It is too unpleasant to accept everyone dying leaving SEVEN, it is too unpleasant too to accept you alone dying... Though I know that person will die one day, still if the person disappears to an unknown place, it is not possible even to cry"
Therefore, I actually wanted you to be around.
"...It's a shame"
"...Really, isn't SEVEN also quite different among us?"
Though there would be hardly anything like, all the others died leaving one alone, if it was rotated in a natural disaster, it was destined. Even if they struggled and struggled and resisted, it was the law of nature that they could not match with. Because the Diablos minded about it frequently, the people of the desert could not but only held their breaths.
After he went to the outer world, he noticed one thing.
Though the Diablos were certainly the courage of the desert and the guardians, they did not particularly protect the people consciously, only they as the people were often saved by them. They were not gods. They were only living. In the same way as they were.
There was actually nothing like their actions being limited by trends of the Diablos. Being cautious or not too, were after all the same as their wills. Even if the people asked the Diablos for instructions with bated breath, if SEVEN did not feel the need to follow it, that was the answer.
They were not gods. But, they were creatures different from themselves, breathing in the same way as themselves.
"... Though Dad and Mom said not to hand it to you... It's not right, after all"
"SIX?"
"A letter, arrived. From your new family"
SEVEN was surprised as he saw the held out letter. Homecoming after a long absence, though he thought he would live with the people for a while, the sender was the hunting group head. He untied the string of the rounded pipe, and opened it.
The juicy thickness of princess pork, leaving it with a lot of meat juices, inserting them tightly between hard sturdy breads, and between that gap, big shots of leaves of lettuces were stuffed in one after another by force. On the lettuces that became soft by the heat when the pork was inserted, attaching mustard which worked spicily sour, placing a few slices of king truffle with little salt. It was simple to make and it was very delicious, it became simply loved by hunters for long, an a-la-carte dish of Kokoto Village. As the rumors of the product spread greatly, similar products could be seen in all villages and towns not before long.
Depending on the shops, some would add tomato source instead of mustard, sagging characteristic secrets, or wild bacons which were meat with a full loading of the smell of beasts, or meat source of well-cooked offal, with various types of efforts, first of all when arriving at a new village or town, they would eat that. Eating it, they would understand almost the special products and the eating habits of that land. The popular name was lettuce sand. People would not hand the existence over by calling it only lettuce. In some cases, there were also possibilities that the lettuces were changed into rare onion or frost tomatoes, therefore lettuce sand, already appeared only to be the product name.
"...Disappointing. Very disappointing"
"Why would someone mix yogurt with potato chips..."
"At least, I can still eat this if it's master bagel not hard bread..."
"It's because you want surprises that's why you end up like this... Oh, you have no other way but to eat it, right?"
"Cause I've already bought it... Wow, what is this, simply a big shock..."
Although he considered tearing the bought sand with his mouth, the unique fishery product widening in his mouth, and the smooth lonely taste of yogurt were unfortunately resisting.
"Hey young men, how do you think of this as a product... Though the price is handy and very kind to your purse"
"Hunters that came here definitely ask for it!"
The man who was the shopkeeper smiled at them, with white teeth that could burn their skins, he put up his thumb.
"I tried something unexpected in order to contribute to the sales of the shop! I only tried whatever is available!"
"...That means, we're being lied to?"
"Well well. I recommend the others with confidence! Plus I'll give you a 10% discount off! Those people who bought it will receive this special offer!"
"It's too good for business...!"
After eating something like that, you can properly choose something expensive and high, it was said being indirectly.
"...Then cherry cheese and gabb rib roast"
"For me, mane tuna and club leek"
"Thank you!"
Ah, we feel bad. In this way, accepting the business willingly, because after all it was the cause of curiosity, also quite a trouble.
"...But, by that this really is well retentive"
"Somehow it seems like that people who like it will like it, that taste!"
Oh really, I'll never want to like it. Agree, quite agree. While Sky nodded every moment, he earnestly mouthed the sand he bought earlier. Anyway, if he did not get rid of the aftertaste, without having the mind to go to quests, the taste would make him want to worry about in the corner of the bar.
The burning hot meat handed, the dripping meat juice got barely entangled in the cheese, though it was no doubt high in calorie, he was not concerned about such a thing, and he bit. It was good. Because fishery products next were fishery products, he did not expect very much, but, the tuna was soaked in the special source of the east country in order not to kill the taste of the material, and facing the leek in bright color, he bit strongly it. It was good.
"...I'm really confused"
"Ah, really, we're being tricked-–."
"Thank you!"
Though he wanted to ask the shop keeper, why did his teeth shined so shinily, they turned their backs chuckling bitterly. Because this was tasty, he had forgotten the over and over again feeling just now. Holding the sand in one hand, they stood before the bulletin board. The quests lining up were not in a great number. This neighborhood seemed to have relatively entered the time of peace. The wyvern class which needed to care for their children had moved towards the forest and hills.
"Masters!"
"Hm"
"Huh?"
"Your letter nya!"
With the sweet and stiff uniform of the Host-Felyne Guild wrapping around it's body firmly, his blue eyes looked at the Felyne heading towards their direction, and it held out a piece of pipe with both hands. Ahead of which was dressed with a blue string, a small memo was stuck. The address was Sky's.
"... Wow, it's from Nobutuna-san"
"Nobu-chan? What is it. Didn't he say that we can act separately for a while?"
That means one arrived at my house in the great forest too. Without regards to Riku who was complaining, he gave a signature to the Felyne and opened the letter. Sky slightly looked puzzled, and turned around to Riku.
"It only says to the snow mountains"
"...It's a very simple letter"
The running letters let him understand that, their leader did not have the time to even write a letter well.
The snow mountains were much wider than the hunters that did not know about the mountains thought, and much deeper than the hunters that knew about the mountains thought. There were several villages near by, but Pokke village was the only village among them, which had a Gathering Hall of the Hunters Guild set up for the moment. Though the tie-up between the village chief and the guild was close, the position of Pokke village, being in the vicinity of the center of the snow mountains was the most important factor.
The snow mountains were being called as mountains, but it actually was in a large size that should really be called as a mountain range. Though it didn't have much heights, it expansed to the foot, standing still and calm as holding the large snow. The lake surrounded by the mountains was neighborhood of the mountaintop, halfway up the mountain, linking with three feet, it formed a big river with the river linking with it which was heading towards the great forest, pouring the clean water of the snow mountains ceaselessly. It was said that simply because the upper stream of this big river was located in Pokke village, Trenya used the river to descend to various places.
When spring arrived, flowers other than the mountain herbs would bloom also. When the cold period was severe, that entrance and the village together would be closed, when the climate softened thaw of mountain could be seen, grasses and flowers were brought up, it was rare, there figures of the large monsters that were often seen in the forests and hills and great forests, could be seen striding along. The time when the snow mountains greeted spring, the lands with low altitude would greet summer. When shortages of water occurred frequently, they would come over to the snow mountains for water.
The winter this year was harsh. Tharros who lived in Pokke village, and became the contracted hunter ran through the snow mountain approximately almost every day. Though he was not the contracted hunter, Goodman often helped with her rather than at the Gathering Hall, and, her older brother who travelled around the world as a free hunter too, just returned to Pokke village this winter. Actually the village was snowbound by the snow and ice, because the tendency was not seen in this few years, without being able to expect the coldness this year and not even possible to finish the pre-inclination, the village inevitably couldn't but stand alone. Therefore, the return only made her happy, and felt powerful.
In order to stand over the winter, the procurement of fire wood, food, oils and fats. Because medicines could not be transfered from other lands, the security of mountain herbs and medical herbs, and other things that seemed to be usable in treatments were collected together with the villagers. It was the duty as a hunter to protect them while they were working hard for the collection in the mountains. Because of the severe cold, none could arrive at the surroundings of the mountaintop unless they were familiar with it, the hunters would carry out their collecting there.
Because it was a village which all the resources would be spend in winter, in the early spring when winter left, it was necessary to gather ores and special products to some extent, to do business with other villages. Women would spun threads, men would sharpen woods, and children would categorized the collected ores and products. Tharros and the others would carry the materials almost every day. The villagers would welcome them back with warm dishes every time.
Many hunters trained from the snow mountains were rich in feelings, and were gentle at heart. Nevertheless, they would become really earnest, when holding weapons in their hands for the sake of somebody. It was said so in the outside world, when he returned, he understood well why it was so. Billy said. The distance between the hunters and villagers in Pokke village was probably the closest among other villages, and the bond was strong. The hunters did not work only as hunters, they would accept quests or works that weren't part of their job too, and the villagers would contact with them with thanks. If growing up with a heart to give and being given, the attachment towards the village would become strong.
Probably, if they became the contracted hunters of other villages, they did not need to do wood-splitting, nor repairing of roofs, nor shoveling snow. There would not be a need to do it also. If I tell those around, they will said that it was a shame to be the contracted hunter of such a troublesome place, but I still think that, it was really good to have chose the snow mountains. Tharros, what about you? Being asked, she answered. Big brother, I too, want to make here my hometown, instead of the town. I want to move the grave of mother and father too, to the hill where snow can be seen.
When the snow melts, let's go to the town. It's a promise, one week. A hunter from the Gathering Hall jumped in with a changed expression. Hey, tell me, has the snow melt yet. Not yet, and the river can't be use too. Is something a problem. Being asked, he shook his head desperately.
I have never seen such a giant Tigrex like that. The guild manager handed me a letter for the guild headquarters. I need to pass this the the headquarters by all means. Billy stood up immediately and headed towards the Gathering Hall. Hey Tharros, you're the contracted hunter. Is there any bypath down the snow mountains. Can you do something about it, to acquire a way to descend to the bottom.
The frozen road with thick layers of snow would burry the person himself or herself, and would freeze to death sometime soon. The cave too did not spread out to the foot. The only way would be the river. But, if a snowstorm occurred, and a snow slide was generated from the mountaintop, the frozen snow would slide down and flowed in the river too. Besides, if the waves became rough in a snowstorm, the ship may sank even if set sailed. After explaining, that hunter gritted his teeth strongly, and said in a low voice. Can you prepare a ship. You must not go. You are the contracted hunter of this village, I want you to protect this village. I'll go.
Tharros headed to where Trenya was. There was no other ship, but by strengthening its ship, could it only tolerate the snow waves. The negotiation was established. Trenya accepted the circumstances and started to work immediately. Telling the village master, she also told the villagers. Many men of the village helped with the reinforcement of the ship through the night.
Next day, by the time before approaching noon, Billy returned, and newly handed another letter to that hunter. The cheeks of Billy were swelled, and his lips were slightly stained with blood. A light laceration in his am, and there were deep cracks on armor of his waist.
"Listen carefully, you must only call guys who really have the courage to come... Even though you have only seem one of them, still it is in that size. It is too difficult for normal hunters to stand against it"
"...Big brother?"
:That letter is for the leader of hunting group I have joined. If you hand it to the guild, it will be passed over to him, please hand it in with the letter from the guild manager. This quest... High rank hunters are not good enough. Unless they're in G-rank, they'll die"
Taking a deep breath, I leave it in your hands, Billy smiled. This was the first time for Tharros, to see fret floating in the eyes of her older brother.
"Ahead of this, it may become a hard journey, it will be quite hard too for us to bear... The enemy, does not seem to be alone. Somehow, there's a considerable number of them"
I didn't expect to be forced to have done something like running back unshapely. Her brother said so afterwards bitterly.
How can we enter the snow mountains. Three days had passed after sending a letter to each member, and four people in total, gathered at the town near the forests and hills connected to the snow mountains.
The problem was turned down in one point. Though they had heard from the heard from the Royal Knights that the management gate to the entrance of the snow mountains was opened, still it was said that they could go to there after the thaw without taking all day along, yet they did not know whether they could go there even if there was one week from now. Even if they kept snow off, the snow that fell later would fill up the road, they would run out by one word of waste no matter how many number of people they found for the trouble. Entering the snow mountains during this period, those who aimed there, as long as they were without a serious reason, there were even no vice merchant regardless of money-making.
"It's impossible to go up the river. Though that hunter seemed to come by flowing down from the top, it is terrible to defy it from the bottom with the present force of the water."
It was Nobutuna that found the hunter, who collapsed by the river bank of the great forest. The cold body and a brand-new wound chipped on the back by something. They knew that the wound was probably caused by a Plesioth, but they did not know about the coldness of the body. It was not in such a temperature, and above all they couldn't but frown was because several among his toes, were gone due to the frostbite. It was lucky that jack was there, though the wound on his back was treated somehow, nothing could be done to attach the toes back anymore. When he was being told that it was not impossible for him to run, that emaciated hunter, still he chuckled stoutheartedly. If I train even I can return to the hunting ground. I'll show you.
He who came all the way from the snow mountains, had an important letter for the guild. Bringing him to the Gathering Hall, they were being called when they turned their backs to return. There seems to be a letter for you too. With a drawn face, the reception girl handed a certain letter out to Nobutuna.
"Even if we push the snow aside as we travel upwards, even one week will not be enough with this small number of people. We're running out of time"
"...I can only think of balloons or airships"
Whatever the circumstances may be, isn't that too reckless. He made a vinegary face at the words of jack, but there's no other method, and he could not make even a choked-off voice and the others shook their heads.
"We can only aim at a morning with few snowstorms, and charge in at a stretch. The landing spot... How much distance can a balloon fly from there for a while"
"The lake. ... The largest lake in the snow mountains, close to the mountaintop, just about the center area. That lake seems to be deep, because the water is warmed by the terrestrial heat, the wind blows towards the sky... Though there's places with clouds, that center only is like the eye of a typhoon, it is often opened." Arranging the words of Mr. inside his head, he investigated the problems. Nobutuna pushed the cigarette he was having to the ashtray.
"...An airship will be better than a balloon, if we choose to advance as much as possible from the lake... If we're doing it assuming that it will be destroyed by the wind, the participants will have to be only us."
"Before that, money. Who will lend us an airship, moreover on assumption that it might break"
They sighed for the words of Falt again. You're right. Though they felt like making only difficult faces, if their thoughts could turn by doing so, they would do as much as they could.
They thought of having from the Hunters Guild, to notify the Observatory which possessed the most balloons and airships, but they had works every day, above all for phenomenon that no definite damage had appeared, one airship would cost too much money. The Travel Guild which became a trend recently, lived by making from the nobles was outrageous. There was no reason to lend them.
"That, how many number of quests is that amount of money...?"
"At least it's not the level for us to make weapons"
Because that was the part which hunters spent most money on, an airship was far beyond imagination.
"I think it's a price that can just buy Pokke village"
"...Ash. Sakura"
"We're back. We dashed back on horses. It's good that it isn't so far away"
They took off their mantles for traveling as they said, placing them roughly onto the table, he ordered for water from a waitress aloud, they really hurried back. It may be said that Sakura still panting was an evidence of that. Phew, breathing out loudly, Ash asked Nobutuna hurriedly.
"Hey, how much can you offer"
"How much, hey... How can a hunting group which is still established for a period, have savings? Even if I sell all the belongings on hand, it simply cannot be the joking price of one village"
"... I can only think of going to some quests now, and dig up even golden lumps behind closed door"
"Falt. Get out the habit when we're still in the Order"
"I know... But, what else can we do"
"That's why I've been asking, how much can you offer"
Ash calmed his breath that broke out, and said once again. Why are you particular about that. jack raised his head. Drinking the water carried over with a gulp, there finally, Ash ordered two liquors to warm their bodies. Sakura drank up the water in the same way.
"We have it"
Mr. opened his eyes.
"Actually the family of Rathalos is keeping on, it's a airship a little smaller than normal, completely for private use... It's firm. Thought the appearance, is slightly showy"
"Several years ago, the Kingdom was merged with the kingdom in the east, right? It was the airship used for the festival at that time, but it's in the boathouse covered with dust already... Probably, they'll let us use it if I ask"
"... The way of thinking of rich people, are large in scale and somehow, I feel angry..."
"Because they made that thing our family ended up in a mess! I hate that, I don't want to get on it even if you kill me"
"Ash is afraid of heights"
"Sakura!"
When do I have the fear of heights if I'm afraid of heights how can I stand the SEVEN sending me flying and Billy sending me in the sky! Understanding very much of what he said, so, Nobutuna tilted his head.
"...At most, five hundred thousand"
"Oh... It should be so..."
"The incomes of the hunting group, even if we unifies them, it's the same as having nothing... Plus we've divided all the rewards we got from quests accepted by the hunting group"
"Eh? Then the amount of money just now, is the pocket money of Nobutuna?"
"It should be so... It's around that amount, if I sell off all the long swords except the ones I use habitually"
The eyes of all members froze, and were tinged with the color of anger instantly. Weapons to a hunter, the sword was one's hands, feet, words, furthermore a replacement of one's heart, one's mirror, and also oneself. It was he himself who said that. In the hunting group, he loved his weapons as weapons more than the others, married together, and again loved them.
Why would he.
"...Don't be mad. ... You guy will understand, right?"
"I don't get it"
"...I never thought you'll say something like this. I misjudge you"
"...Is that so"
jack saying in sequence in a hard tone, Ash cocked his head as if being troubled, it was Falt that was unable to remain indifferent to Nobutuna who didn't give up.
"...Nobutuna, that, I don't think it's a place to chip your meat"
"..."
"Probably because it's Nobutuna, you can easily sell yourself for your friends, but I think it's wrong... If I can sell some supplies, I can prepare around one hundred thousand"
How about you guys. The tone of Falt asking was quite fluent. Simply because he knew his character well, and watched him for many years, that's why he could say these words. Showing the intension of Nobutuna inside with the correct words, jack who finally understood, immediately looked at Ash which understood in the same way.
"I'll buy it... How about three million"
"...What?"
To the amount of money that jumped up suddenly, his voice turned inside out.
"I can start with even five million... Probably if I become serious to buy it, though I can go up to ten million, since it's used then this should be a good deal. Deal?"
"...Is that jack's, pocket money...?"
"As you said"
"...Hey hey hey hey, wait a minute jack! Isn't those the outcomes of your study results? It isn't the money for you to pour into the hunting group!"
"Then I'll buy it personally. If it's not broken, then I'll keep it"
"That's not the problem!"
"Still if the possibility of saving all the lives of the everyone of that village, Nobutuna, what you're saying is a problem... It's fine"
It's fine, Nobutuna. I am a guy who wants to spend money at such time. Ignoring the leader who was frowning bitterly, jack turned around to Ash. Shaking his head greatly, Ash said.
"There's no need for five million. It will be enough if there's three million"
"Really"
"... Do you know about the great forest in south. A village around there, was damaged greatly due to the breeding of Plesioth recently... I heard that the expenses are not enough. To be honest I think whether can I really snatch some for that"
"It's a good donation. If we can get an airship, and save a village at the time, it's like the happiness of hunters going up?"
The deal is established, now, there's still one more problem. The two people having a business talk looked at the face of Mr. who said, resting his cheeks on his hands. Puffing up his cheeks, he said as if to complain.
"Who's going to pilot"
"..."
"If we're going to go by only the members of the hunting group, we must choose one of us to pilot. The imperative construct of the airship, is steering and wind-reading... Saying that all of us can supply the fuel, how about the two pivotal person... Is there any experienced person"
"...I think sis can probably read the wind"
"...Carry?"
"She is a researcher who often rides on balloons. Because she needs to think about the efficiency of crops cultivation due to the weather, and examine the structure of the periodic wind of the land"
"The problem is the pilot... As expected, there will not be anyone that will come along who we tell him to die..."
As he licked the liquor carried over little by little, still his wrinkle of the middle of the forehead wanted to twist with a hard lump. He was unexpectedly stubborn. As Ash thought darkly, he looked at jack for an instant. Speaking of their majestic, after all the sense of money of jack was closer to him than Nobutuna's.
Toff, because something stuck to his back, the cup of liquor he was licking grandly flew towards Nobutuna grandly.
"I'm back! Nobu-chan Nobu-chan what's with the super hurry letter but why are you covered with liquor?"
"That's because you are the one that just charged into my back!"
I just ordered for it and I haven't drink much yet, but good job SEVEN. The handle of the cup would hit the tip of the nose grandly, when he bent his body as if crouching down and lifted his face up to the bottom of the table, the wrinkle of his middle of the forehead disappeared. Instead it became a severe character eight.
"Oh, welcome back, SEVEN... you're cheerful"
"If you take the cheerfulness away from me, only the good-looking element will be left!"
"You fix that right. I'm going to cut your mouth, boil it, and throw it away"
"At least eat it if you're going to boil it!"
"I don't want to eat that"
Falt reached his hand out as he laughed, he picked up the dropped cup from the floor and raised his hand to hail a waitress. Two new light liquor please, and a towel too. The light carbonic acid and alcohol, made the face of Nobutuna stickily.
"We're talking about thinking of entering the snow mountains by ariship"
"We're going to fly in the sky! It's been a while!"
Shiningly, with a flashy smile, an instant of possibility among the said words. Falt strongly leaned forward, and strongly get controlled of SEVEN's head who seemed to stand up and began to dance. He patted him hard as was having enough. Falt might be better in handling SEVEN than Ash, Mr. though so as he bit a fishbone.
"...Have you fly in the sky before? Not the type of being sent flying."
"Yup. There was once an airship crash in the desert, and we had fixed it and played for a while. It clashed into the sea over at the great forest, and everyone had to swim for a long-distance. At that time I was being chased by something like a shark, and I had a good memory of deciding in my heart to make that shark into a lance"
"...That means, SEVEN, you, can pilot"
"If I don't steer who will, that cool vehicle. It's really fun"
Silence for a while, Nobutuna turned around and the eyes of Falt, seemed to be warped with something interesting. He shaded his eyes with one hand towards Nobutuna who was wiping his face hardly with a towel. There was no need for words. Pang, a clapping sound was made, from a hand and a hand.
"...Ash, that airship, how long does it take to bring it over"
"No, let's all go back to the town once more. It doesn't need half a day if we dash on horses. I'll have a post Felyne sent a letter during the night... Probably if we depart from there, it will be nearer to the snow mountains"
Kachan, with a strange showy sound, the entrance of the bar connected to the Gathering Hall opened again. Nobutuna looked up. He had a foreboding.
"Hey, Riku, Sky. Over ehre"
"Oh, there you are. We're back-–"
"We are back"
"As expected the night in the area near the snow mountains are cold... Lady, two liquors please"
"How about you stop wearing tank top?"
"No way. Oh, Falt, just now we've met Lamia at the entrance of the village. She said she has some business with the workshop, so she's come here soon"
"Oh, really. Got it, I'll go and meet her up later"
"...Aren't you being over protective?"
"...Nobutuna, a letter from sis arrived saying that she will be here early in the morning, then all the members will be gathered... Nobutuna?"
He remained silent with a look that seemed to be itching. Among the groups that were chatting excitingly, Riku picked off the bag he was carrying on his back, and threw the contents out on the floor. Those, aren't they mafumofus.
They were being sold on the way to the village, so we bought one for everyone. Still though there will be no use if the accessories are not the armors we're used to, it will be hard to travel up the snow mountains without mantles. What! Riku exercised tact? Ah, that's my plan. Oh, it's Sky, then there's no help for it. What is with having no help for it. Isn't it rude to the both of us?
"Nobutuna?"
"...Oh, no. Somehow, just little"
"Uh?"
Looking at the members encamping at the floor of the bar, Nobutuna laughed.
"...I just think that, I'm back, are nice words."
Plus, replying with welcome back, somehow makes me feel glad.
"...Everyone, is thinking of the hunting group as a place to go back to..."
"You're the one that made it"
What are you saying now.
jack looked at him with such a face, and surprising looked up. He also tilted his head to one side, and bursted into laughters.
"You're the one that gave us a place to return to, though it's not a home nor a place"
"...Both this time, and now, how many debts should I owe you"
I am afraid whether I can pay you back while I'm alive. Still smiling wryly and slightly joyfully, Nobutuna stood up, oh this mafumofu is of the best quality, no this one is smoother, and went into arbitration of his friends exchanging opinions.
(...That should be my line)
No matter how many money he paid, no matter how many words he gave, to this body which was given with further things, rather he could only return to that degree, though it was nothing regrettable.
...To jack who did not have a hometown, and parents waiting, being able to have a place with Carry, for the two persons to return to, was the greatest joy.
Having someone to wait for, was something so happy so that one would want to cry for, he could not be possible for him even to know unless he entered a hunting group.
One, smoke rose. The soul summoned to the sky, without having the art to fight against, the scene which raised slowly as if being led by. Staring from the distant circle at the smoke from the entrance of the house, according to the courtesy of the village, the right hand was put on the left lowering the head, in a little time, they prayed still. Mountain herbs were held between the thumb. Because of holding an additional post as a watch guard, though he could not put it into the coffin by himself, still the wife of the man who was called by the sky, held out requiem flowers to the hunter who was not able to protect him. That person, returned to the mountain. He returned to nature. He is in the wind, and among the flowers. As having eyes of screaming sadness and sadness, while shedding tears ceaselessly, controlling the sobbing that could not be hidden and finished desperately, she said. That person returned to the mountain. I can meet him whenever I want, and he is also by my side.
Without being able to form a smile, it's fine already you can rebuke, Tharros could only grit her teeth. In the stomach of the wife, there was a baby that would be born in spring. He wanted to prepare meat with nourishment for me, and the man alone, went for hunting. Shall I come with you, she asked him, but he shook his head and said liberally. It's really nearby, and there may be attacks during the meantime the contracted hunter is not here. I'll be fine, I'll come back immediately. The couple were the villagers that took care of Tharros, who became a novice as the contracted hunter in form of succeeding Billy. When she returned hurt, the wife would bring bandages and therapeutic drugs over as she gave shallow wails. The first time when her weapons had cracks, the husband guided her carefully to the workshop, and introduced her politely as a new child. They often invited her to dinners.
The young couples respected the will of Tharros to be a hunter younger than them, and they still worried for her. Though you are a girl, you're strong and great. Because we are saved by you, let us at least do this for you. The meals taken out were always a little more luxurious in comparison to the village's usual, while she felt sorry, being able to receive the warmness, the air of entire happiness they wore must have contributed to the fact.
The child will be born soon. The two of us are going to bring the baby up in this snow mountain. Though we don't have much money, we have received a very splendid treasure from the god of the snow mountains here. Tharros, we're really lucky to have you, and your older brother to protect the village. Looking into the eyes of Tharros who was poor in expressions, they always welcomed her with a smile. Although they knew about the circumstances, how nice would that be.
Why didn't you follow him. As soon as she told him, after she told him as if spilling out, Billy dashed out of the house immediately. The moment the sight of him holding a dead body back, Tharros realized her own recognition of indulgence all too well.
If it was not under the severe monitoring and observation of the guild, the monsters, without a sign, were something that would appear suddenly.
He said, give birth to a strong child. Holding something heavy and cold, still when her brother told her, Tharros realized her weakness all too well.
He must have tried to save him, a laceration could be seen on the flank of Billy. No traces of treatment could be seen on the red hollow there.
The body, after all, did not move a little. She only, held a little onto the fingertips with frost, that changed color into purple. The kind sounding voice in the color of a young leave, and the lively smile too, nothing could be seen from him anymore.
She heard crying. She called his name. The earth was covered in silence, and it individualized the awful voice. One by one, it stuck her chest.
.
This, was really, the reality.
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"...I'm sorry..."
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As if spilling out, the words came out.
"I'm sorry... I'm... I'm...sor...ry..."
She was not allowed to lower her hand put on the chest. It was outrageous to drop the flower. Instead tears fell in large drops. The words slid from the shaking lips over and over again, where on earth would they reached.
It could not have been a mistake. If the village was attacked, other than her older brother who went to the Gathering Hall, it was basically Tharros's duty to protect the village. Though Goodman was here too, as a faithful hunter, if no quests were handed to him, it was his wise policy not to move. If it was not it, she could come back to the Gathering all once, and entrusted the village to a different hunter. In any case, time would be eaten if she thought about the procedure. But would she be able to be in time for that man who went to hunting immediately.
Still, death of a person came as the reality.
His death. came.
"Sorry, I'm sorry, sorry,"
"...Tharros"
"I'm really sorry..."
"You don't need to apologize... It's not your fault. It's nobody's fault. Look up properly, and see him off."
"...,"
"He only do what he wanted to do. The Tigrex also, only lives to want to live... No one, nothing is wrong"
"...Big brother, but, that person, died,"
"Surely, we might have protected him. But, we are not able to protect him... We, are not almightly. Because we're human beings"
"Such weakness...! It's, it's just an excuse, I, ... can't forgive...!"
His brother did not let his hand leave his chest. Lifting his face up, he stared straight at the smoke, and did not move. Goodman nestled in the same way, too. Boring the sobs, she imitated the two person. Though the tears streaming down her cheeks were about to freeze on the way, she did not wipe them. She did not separate from the flower.
"...Tharros"
"Yes..."
"Remember it properly. Look at it... And, do not forget it"
If you are so sad, when someone died. If you regret it.
"...The monsters we slaughtered, may think in the same way"
"..."
"Though they don't have the ceremont known as mourning, they might be only possible to send their thoughts... There are many hunters, who lost things in this way"
Her brother, many times.
Lost someone, in this way.
People who were related to him, people who were not, because surely there were many people in the world, in the middle, the death of people he saw were not few.
He looked at those deaths with his eyes, looked at those emptied bodies with his eyes, what would he think of. Though he would slowly lead himself as if persuading, what would he think of.
"... Oh, but, surely, we won't get used to it, either, from now on..."
"...Because, we're humans"
Taking a deep breath at the words of Goodman, her brother standing a little before looked down.
Tharros, you know. Slowly, in the usual tone, that did not change much.
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"...I feel sad"
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Sadness.
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The tears that came at a stretch, the drop that was about to freeze, dissolved and dropped from the edge of her eyes. A clear sound was made when it hit onto the ice on the steps.
(Hurry, hurry, please,)
She cried deep in the depth of her chest.
(Please, help us,)
Help this village. Protect this village. The important things. The precious things.
By such small hands, by the hands that could only hug a flower at such times, what on earth could they do ahead.
Taking the weapon, the resolution to fight, and the strong will too, she understood she had the courage to confront fear inside. However, what if, it wasn't enough. If she could not protect. If she was shallow. If it was unexpected.
Humans were weak, and small. They were weak so as to be sad, to help all.
(Please, come, quickly,)
And, to scold her. To encourage this weak heart.
From the situation that even her brother was sad, to teach her the method to lead the light.
(Please, hurry, help us, everyone,)
When the smoke was about to disappear, Tharros handed the flower she grasped too hard that crumbled, to Billy. Receiving the flower from Goodman, he alone, stepped into the funeral service.
Seeing the one crumbled mountain herbs, she cried. She put the that flower beside the face of the man.
Tell that child. You have done nothing wrong. This is the destined. We're not able to fight against it... We, are weak.
At least, I want to give birth to this child. Therefore, though I'm sad, I, will live on properly. Tell that child, Billy... Don't give up. I am fine.
This person was somewhat strong. As tears were shedded, as she looked still at her husband, ashe trembled, still she resolute and said.
Don't lose, Tharros. Please, Billy. You are the only ones. You are the only ones, now, that can protect the village... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... We can't do anything.
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(...Please, everyone,)
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The object to carry on his back, was too large.
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Though it was too large, he never thought of the choice of abandoning. Even if being pressed over, even if being smashed, surely they could not throw all everything they were carrying on their backs, they did not think of doing it at all.
However, it was too large.
... It was the minimum condition for a hunter, to recognize own ability and act.
(Hurry, come quickly,)
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How on earth, would this fight be.
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In the middle of insufficient supplies, and unable to make preinclination, before that large flock of Tigrexs, with several hunters with not very high ranks, that stayed on the snow mountains.
Though the ground was not rumbling, the sound of the wind was similar to it. Huew, huew, the high-pitched voices of birds fell from a high place. The roaring and yelling sky was dusky gray, the sunlight was far. And, the severe cold worse than the snow mountains. Although the altitude was as the summit of the snow mountains, an airship was running inside the gathered clouds. It was a place that would freeze one to death if without mafumofu.
"Screw the Observatory"
"It's smooth"
If they went out of hot drinks, incidentally their lives would end too.
"But, the snows are few, and the wind is weaker than I thought... We're lucky"
"No, Mr., we might not be lucky"
"...Why?"
"They're slow, the movements... Cause it's the head wind, how can we make it with with only these fuel..."
Looking at the front dyed in light green through a pair of thick googles, SEVEN howled. Carry seemed to have chosen the shortest route towards the snow mountains, but it might be a little better to take a little more roundabout ways. If he concentrated his eyes still to her who was in the feather part of the upper sky sending a signal, she would shake her head. If he waved his hand greatly, still the reaction would be the same. Somehow or other in here, the wind from the snow mountains seemed to be falling. If the destination ahead was the snow mountains, of course it would be the head wind.
"This is troubling, if this situation continues, we're going to run out of fuel first"
"Do something about it SEVEN"
"Let's use you as fuels"
"Really? Is it going to move in high-speed?"
"How can that be you're going to die in the middle anyway. The ship will only fall"
It was not necessary to move the wheel in particular. Because they were going straight on, they could continue being able to support only not to incline by the wind. Though there was no pleasure at all, there weren't no big progress at all. As they were accompanied by only be the feeling of must hurry, idle talks just carelessly increased without being able to control something hurrying them.
They understood that they must not get impatient. However, the snowstorm was slightly abnormal.
(It's like being surrounded by a whirlpool... it feels like it's coming from ahead)
Sandstorms rarely happened in desert, and there was one more natural phenomenon that was caused as if snuggling up to it. A tornado. It was a phenomenon that often happened in water, but the difference of temperature between noon and night would become too remarkable, it rarely occurred even during early morning and dusk in the desert. The damages was not very heavy, but the topography of the desert after relieved would change, therefore they did not neglect to observe with caution.
The form of the wind, was the same as that.
(... I haven't heard of a tornado in the snow mountains. Even if it's one end of the snowstorm, the flow of wind is unreasonably small... What is this...)
"Hey, look, what's that?"
Falt who was nearby, stood up. Walking towards the the head of the ship, he leaned forwards and looked. What is it? Nobutuna next to him, concentrated his eyes in the same way. They couldn't see anything.
"Something's there"
"What can be there, in the middle of this snowstorm..."
"I can't see it very well... Isn't it, coming towards this side?"
He felt that the voices froze gently. Looking hard once again, he still saw nothing. Though the snowstorm was weak, the view being bad hadn't changed at all. The color of the cloud, the color of the snow, mixing with something grey, after all only the roaring sounds echoed.
"Falt. This"
"...Why do you have something like this?"
"An airship generally have one"
Picking up the binocular from the hands of Ash, with the eye that came to see, Falt looked into the direction ahead. Turning the pipe slowly to focus, the shape that became reliable, the sound of wind groaning and roaring, a small shadow on the other side spread, and.
"Hey! It's a Kushala Daora!"
"What?"
Everyone was going to hold onto their weapons, but the movements of Nobutuna stopped suddenly. On such a small ship, it was stable because supplies were packed to the limit, but it could not be denied that the footing was bad.
Above all, against a Kushala Daora which was flying in the sky, how could the blades reach it? There were three gunners now. Though they had brought bowguns which were strong against air resistance, with only three people and no places to escape, he did not think it was possible to defeat it.
Why in this place, thinking so he sighed against his will. That reminded him, Kushala Daoras shed their skins. It must be in a place of high altitude, it was something once in several years. After repeating exuviation in the same place about three times, it would move to another place for exuviation. Like times when a pupa became a butterfly, the exuviation of Kushala Daora was defenseless too, and the researchers seemed to think that, it was terribly dangerous to the creature concerned.
At the summit of the snow mountains, there was an heritage, left after the exuviation of a Kushala Daora several years ago.
"...This is the worst... Even if the distance is still far, if it comes to near the ship, the ship won't be able to stand."
"...What should we do"
"We can escape from it, SEVEN! Can you dodge it!"
"Okay, sister Carry let's do it!"
Lightly, his arm fluttered lightly in the air, and just before that he reached his arm out. Gripping firmly onto the wheel, he stepped his legs forward. The wind was becoming stronger. The Kushala Daora was approaching closer, even the sense of his arms came to understand it well.
Becoming able to recognize the figure, hearing a high-pitched roar, and the heaviness of the snow around increased, the moment the groan of the wind surpassed the voices of all the members, kiiii, a clear sound from the horn echoed. After one beat, the sound of overcoming something. The sound that became unable to be heard, stopped the movement of the Elder Dragon for an instant. Steering with all his might to the right, he pivoted.
The hull that rid on the constant wind so far, inclined as if screaming. The object piled up, sledded through the deck. Turning the wheel to the same position once again at a stretch, please outrun it, he grasped onto it like a prayer. Gradually, the sweat along his back was cold sweat.
He could see the Kushala Daora struggling beside the airship in high frequency, scowled at them sharply, the moment their eyes met, was the moment they both their aims matched.
The airship advanced in one breath.
With the feeling of being pushed, he leaned forward to endure it.
"...So, Kushala Daora is the cause of the wind...!"
His own voice muttered, and a gust of light, ran through his brain. With a gulp, SEVEN assumed it to be a good idea.
"Falt! Lamia! Riku! As far as you can do it, don't stop attacking! Aim to daunt the other side and progress! We don't have the time to wait for it!"
"Wait Nobu-chan! Don't attack it!"
"...Huh?"
The voice that turned inside out was heard distantly. SEVEN shouted once again from his stomach. Don't, don't attack it! What are you talking about! Though he could heard Ash's voice, he shouted once more with more power from his stomach.
He was aware that a smile was floating in his lips, but at the same time, he understood that his concentration was accelerating in an abnormal speed. Though it was so cold till a while ago, he knew that the blood flowed even to his finger tips. He counted his heartbeat. He knew it. Himself at times like this, was right.
He could feel it, that, was surely, similar to when in battlefields.
"Now, it's a following wind! Prepare only flash bombs! Carry!"
He shouted again towards her, who was looking to the bottom rolling her eyes. This was convenient, though it may be all-or-nothing, something like this was not the first time.
As long as there was a possibility, it worth a bet. However, he had the confidence to win the gamble. When he asked inside himself, the blood boiled hotter. Himself at times like this, was right.
Then there was only one answer.
Without a single plan to lose, victory was the only result.
"Let is chase after us! We're going to fly towards the snow mountains, don't mind after it!"
"... Are you going to make use of the wind of Kushala Daora to advance!"
The remarks of Sky made the smile by his lips stronger. Gritting his teeth he lifted his mouth, and he put power onto his legs. The Kushala Daora could not see themselves who were in front. He could not help depending on the signals of Carry, but he did not feel any uneasiness. Even she was a member of the hunting group.
It was easy to believe in his own family.
"..., ...Sure, you're really saying something nonsense! Gunners, attack if it seemed to catch up with us! Throw flash bombs till the last of the last! Everyone be careful!"
Answers were replied one after another. What, isn't the voice of Nobutuna dancing too. Suppressing by laughters, a pair of serious eyes, the cold that pierced through his cheeks, towards the forward with a glance of destroying white, SEVEN held firmly once again onto the wheel.
The lives of all his families were assumed instantly. He did not intent to be short in anyone.
(Seriously, both of us are absurd!)
It was considerable to left their lives willingly to one person, to the pilot who did not even have the means to attack.
"A breath is coming, Everyone lie down!"
jack was supporting Carry from behind, but there was no one right behind his back. Although he was on the ship front, the damages were big. Yet, he did not intend to separate his hand from the wheel. Gritting his teeth, he prepared for the pain.
Don, a sonic boom in the rear. The pain did not come. Looking back in wonder, he saw Mr. letting a sigh of relieve and laughed with a smile. Dropping the frost on the shield he held with his blade quickly, Mr. laid power on his waist deeply to prepare for the next wave.
"If it's here, seems like even the sword and shield receive the wave"
"Thanks!"
The speed of the advancing ship continued to rise. His feeling became one of a Diablos running at full speed. His throat was cold. The air breathed in was sharp, and the taste of blood was blurred in his month. The two small wings were blew by the movement of the wind. Although no matter how small they were, the important winds controlled the movements of the airship ahead, if they couldn't not be stabilized, it would be difficult even to advance straight. The sound of pulling the triggers of bowguns could be heard from behind. The woof of the demon approaching.
He could not lose, and he put power into his both arms again. Mii, a bad sound sounded, but he pretended not to have heard it.
Lightly, he could see with the edge of his eyes that an arm was waving lightly in the sky. Turning to the left, the direction of the wind changed, it inclined to drift. The hull that received the following wind right beside, began to incline below the left wing. The muscle of his arms screamed tightly. Has it come yet? Has it come yet? Turning his hands, he pointed straight to the front. The returning wheel which was flipped, he devoted himself to stop it this time. Drawing his abdominal muscles till he stopped breathing, he stepped onto it to make it stop. He stepped on it to stop it turning.
"Why is this fellow's breath hits so precisely!"
"Because this airship is eye-catching!"
"Really! It's coming again!"
Don, a sound of pushing towards the depths of the stomach. A groan of Mr. in the rear. The sound of something cracked and broken. To the sense of decline, his right arm drew out the best of his ability. Damage. Where. Which part.
"The right wind is half broken! The hull is safe!"
"There isn't enough weight! Pull to the right!"
"Nobutuna! There's no end to this, I'm going to destroy one eye of the opponent!"
"Do it if you can! Don't act recklessly, you're going to slide down!"
Leaning slightly to the right, SEVEN concentrated on stabilizing the wheel to the right. His arms were shaking. The load was no comparison to the reaction of the bowgun. Gradually his whole body became tired. All of supporting the airship and his friends, declined onto his body. It was heavy. Heaviness.
(Ah, no way will I lose!)
I cannot lose in such place.
The ship advanced. With the speed of driving the snow around fast, the strong wind of absolute zero point tore his skin shallowly, ignoring the pain, there was nothing that could ever chip off his concentration.
A roar in the back, in the force of the wind slightly weakened, the balance of the power put in collapsed. In a hurry, he straightened the course once again. In the white continuing ahead, the something that had its original form, little by little.
"One eye's destroyed! A breath is coming!"
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"...Lamia!"
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The hull inclining to the right, something sliding down, scream of someone, a voice crying a name, the creak of the airship shattering rushingly. Don't turn around, concentrate. He persuaded himself. It's fine, it will fine, it can't be fine.
He listened carefully. The sound of the wind was too loud. The voice of someone. Sound, sound, a roar, a roaring sound, and the ship little by little... The sound of dropping!
"SEVEN! To the horizontal only for once! To the right as soon as we pull Lamia up! If we fail, slide all the loads on the top down! Carry! Signals please!"
Leading by the voice of Nobutuna, SEVEN looked up. The hand which reached out, pointed straightly to the left. Aiming slowly to that hand, he turned the creaking wheel. Resistance, repulsion, as if quieting the collar of a ferocious beast by force, his arms sounded tightly. Then, the hand in the sky stopped. The stopped airship was warped by the wind. Slithering, he could tell that the ship was falling. Straight below was the lake. His arms were shaking, his sights were blurred, it was just in front, the snow mountain was already right in front!
(If we drop into the water of such snow mountains, we're going to have heart failures and die!)
From the hand that grasped on the wheel like a prayer again, creak, an unpleasant sound was made.
"Fatl! The airship is going to fall, I'll be fine! Just go!"
"What are you talking you idiot! Reach your hand out fast!"
(Falt, hurry,)
Creak, creak, the wood steering wheel gave a scream. Because the temperature was too cold, the water in the wood was condensed, it would be fragile if he laid emphasis on it too firmly. Gripping with all his might, the wood against the wind pressure of Kushala Daora, how much durability did it have.
If this broke, what should he did.
(...It's decided, right?)
Splitting finely, in the section of the hard wood which became sharper than a blade, he took the wheel even if his palms were being scooped out.
The uncertain things bloomed. If he abusively used the power till now on the woods that penetrated his hands, his palms would be destroyed immediately. Can I hold a lance? Can they be used? Can they fight? Things afterwards flashed across his mind, he put them out with a blink of instant. It was meaningless, to think about what would happen in assume of being able to overcome this situation. He did not have such time for that.
But, now, there was no importance in everything including the future, in order to live on with every effort.
Crank, the view dropped at a stretch. The sonic boom towards the ship arrived late. Crank, crank, the surface of the water became nearer. The wind. From which direction was it hitting now. Looking at the top in sweats, the arm of Carry without changing, pointed ahead. He could hear the exchanges behind. The sound of the wind was too strong.
(...If it doesn't rise, Lamia's going to drop!)
But, only following wind, there was not wind from the bottom. The depths of his stomach was getting cold. He bit his lips. What should I do. What should I do?
Zak, the moment the bottom of the airship touched the water.
"?"
A dazzling light surrounded the area. All lost their eye sights for an instant. There was no sound, and no views too, though he did not know what was happening, still SEVEN did not miss the wind that came one beat late like a proposal. Gung, the accelerated miracle, the bottom of the ship was lifted, the airship that was slanted to the front, advanced breaking though the air. He could not tell whether it was a slash or an explosion, the terrible sharp sound attacked his ears.
"Take care of the last Nobutuna!"
Slightly he could hear the voice of Ash. Though he became interested in what they were doing, he did not try to turn his eyes back. The bank was just an inch. The airship advancing in the force of surging waves, the wind pressure put up sprays, shoving onto, the land where snow attended.
With the sound of exploding once again, the world was dyed in pure white. A scream, next, with a showy sound, the sound of something dropped. The sound of the water, the sound of the wind, and the wind of the big nature, made him felt dizzy.
"...Tsk!"
The wheel he was holding onto broke.
As the ship fell aside, with splashes, when it laid sideways completely, half of it in in water, and the other half of is linked to the ground.
"..."
Ha, he took breath. While he bumped into the broken wheel and it almost nailed into his lungs, his breathing stopped for a second. Ha, ha, ha, while he repeated breathing many times, he waited for his fingers to settled. He calmed the ears that seemed to be moving like a creak to calm. The cold sweat stopped immediately, still what raised out from the core of the body, was fear full of excitement.
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He thought, they were going to die.
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"... Did we succeed?"
"Seems like, we did"
Nobutuna who took a breath was there immediately. Next to him, Ash was looking towards the lake in utter amazement. There was no sign of the Kushala Daora that dropped coming up. If it dropped into the water of that temperature, no matter if it was an Elder Dragon or not, it might not get away with it. There was the effect of the flash bombs for a while also, it might be at a loss in the water. It would be good if it took the wrong course and surfaced in somewhere else.
"...What did you do?"
"We used throwing knives, together with flash bombs"
There's the accumulation damage from the gunners, one point of the sum, I thought if it went well, it might give us a breath as a present, so I had Ash aimed at it. Though I did aim for the time when that fellow looked straight at the hull, after all it's good to have SEVEN, you really did let it ride on the wind.
"If it's somebody else, it might not be possible..."
"..."
"I don't know whether will the last flash bomb drop or not, it's a row of dangerous bets... It turns out good. There, there"
Did Ash, aim with a knife, in that wind? Was Nobutuna, able to use flash bombs, in that situation? If one step went wrong all of them would no doubt freeze in the water.
Nobutuna stood up and looked for his friends as he avoided the broken planks. Mr.'s hand crawled out from the gap of junks. Ding-dong, from the direction where the sound was heard, he could see Sky putting his hat on as he stood up. jack who was buried among in the form to protect Carry as clean as a whistle, stood up. Sakura crawled out from an overturned barrel.
"...Seriously"
"Yes?"
"I thought a little that we're going to die"
"I thought so too"
"We're great"
"Really as you said"
He thought every time at times like this, that being able to live was something great.
He took a deep breath. He searched for his usual self. Finding it there being near, he immediately seize it and assimilate with it. He stood up and followed Nobutuna. Everyone did so in that way, but no questions appeared. He gave out the instructions, and all the members coped with it with adaptation to circumstances. He agreed to other opinions, and assembled the situation of the battle. It was surely him who was in the center of the ship, to have tied each of the post together that was far from each other.
One of the three gunners that protected the ship with their bodies in the most rear of the ship, his steps stopped. What is it, SEVEN looked up and saw Riku staring behind without moving.
Pang, an awfully dry sound.
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"What are you thinking! What do you mean by telling me to just go!"
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It was a bark from Falt.
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"How can we let a friend to have the possibilities to die! What's good about sacrificing for the sake of somebody! There'll be nothing left if you died! Do you know how sad will both the ones that left and one that remained will be!"
Being slapped strongly in the cheek, Lamia looked at him blankly who enraged.
"Don't you escape to die by the reason of being weak! You're already a member of the hunting group, if you're weak, just borrow a hand from someone! It will be then if you are killed as a victim! Why didn't you struggle! Why didn't you fight! Why didn't you try to survive!"
All the members were all the members.
They should have struggled to arrive with everyone.
"If you died everyone is going to cry! It's painful! We're going to regret and suffer! How can there by any death good for somebody in this world! If you think of your friends never do such a stupid imitation again!"
"Falt,"
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"Do you intend to leave me too!"
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In the gaps of anger.
There was an instant when they were able to see his loneliness.
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"...Falt"
The silence spread without moving an inch, the only sounded voice that hit the scene which was only overwhelmed with breathing, was after all, as expected, the relaxed voice of Nobutuna.
"...Calm down"
"Nobutuna!"
"Just calm down... All of us are alive"
Everyone of us is alive. In the present instant, we arrived at the snow mountains. I think that we have done well, but it is just the beginning. What will there be, if you entrust yourself to angry to shout and scatter.
Everyone, is living properly around you.
"...Don't make her cry"
For the words that Nobutuna smiled thinly, Lamia startled and rubbed her cheeks. The unstopped tears, were from the fear of being shouted at, or something else.
No one knew the expression of Falt, who recoiled pulling himself together. Hanging his Garuga fake, a small sigh could be heard.
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"...Even I, wanted to cry..."
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Oh, with the Garuga fake, surely it is not possible to wipe the tears by myself, nor to have someone to wipe it for me.
Letting the tears along her cheeks again, Lamia dashed towards Falt. Whether she apologized or not, with an instant of hesitation, Falt quietly, hugged her shoulders that bore only her sobs, tightly.
The distant sky, was still white, the sound of the waves that came heartily in the lake, hit the soil slowly, and returned. Sobs, and cold snow, and the sound of wind. The transparent atmosphere slowly touched their lungs.
"...Surviving, um,"
SEVEN lifted his face when he heard the voice of Riku.
"It's actually, quite hard..."
Survive.
That, meant nothing but that there would be people dying too.
"...Why do you say that"
"If it's SEVEN then you should have noticed immediately, look around all there... Though I heard that, Tigrexs are appearing frequently in the snow mountains... What's with that footprint. Isn't it abnormally huge?"
For an instant, he noticed but he looked not wanting to see it.
The footprint of Tigrex left clearly. It was certainly, bigger than the height of anyone of them.
Author's Note:
It's fiction. Originally because I wanted to write this, I started the series from one. Therefore I intended to my rhythm without being particular of the word limit this time. So, I think it's going to be long. Hope you can understand. Mega Tigrex. Do you have the courage to go to the snow mountains? Thanks for reading!
Translator's Note:
Here's chapter 11-1. This is going to be quite long, and there's going to be five parts in total for chapter 11. Has been kind of lacking in motivation... Ha ha. Thanks for reading, and reviews.