I�m just afraid of the white bones that will be buried in the ground without accomplishing anything.
�Sirone����.�Tess����.�
Ryan blinked slowly.�Her field of vision was narrowing by half each time her eyelids closed.
�sorry����.�
�Mister, what�s wrong?�
At the end of my receding consciousness, I heard a young girl�s voice.
�are you okay?�Come to your senses.�
Lian�s last memory was the image of the girl�s face pushed into the narrowed field of view, as if a hole had been punched in black paper.
* * *
� I don�t know yet.�But it will be possible.
� Smille.�Smille.
� It�s dangerous, but it�s worth a try.
� Smille.�Smille.
�Huh!�
Rian, who raised her eyes, jumped to her feet.
I don�t remember the dream, but the repetitive sound, like an auditory hallucination, was still lingering in my auditory nerve.
�Damn it!�
When I dream of hearing hallucinations, I always curse words that pop out.
Am I going crazy?
Lian tried hard to turn away from her negative mind.
�What the hell is a smille?�
The only hint was the grandfather�s anecdote that he heard when Jikdo received <Idea>.
When he arrived in a strange village after being mortally wounded after defeating bandits, he was saved by an old man and his granddaughter.
I don�t know what kind of treatment I received, but the word that I constantly heard while unconscious was Smille.
�Is it the secret contained in the object?�
Lian stared at <Idea> leaning against the wall, but unlike Armand, the sword did not convey any information.
�huh?�
It was only after organizing his thoughts that far that he realized that he didn�t even know where he was.
Rian, who hurriedly got out of bed, grasped the handle of the straight sword, and the door burst open, and an eight-year-old girl with brown hair in braids entered.
�uh?�Uncle woke up!�Mama, Uncle are awake!� JrNovels.com