一枚の羊皮紙を見て、アリッサは唸っていた。
彼女のために設えられた天幕の中。ブーツを脱いで素足になり、重ねた毛布の上に寝転がっている姿は、幼く見える容姿とも相まって、とても一軍を率いる立場の者には見えない。
「一二三さん、帰ってきたのかぁ」
書かれていたのは、フォカロルから馬を乗り継いだ伝令が持ってきた一二三帰還の報だった。
「まだ、なんにもお仕事してないんだけれど」
実際、国境近くの平原に陣を敷いて一週間ほどになるが、何体かの魔物を集団で袋叩きにした以外は、ヴィシーの使者を追い返した以外に何もしていなかった。
毎日、交代で訓練と休暇と警戒をローテーションし、アリッサは時々訓練や警戒任務に顔を出す程度だった。
家に帰れないこと以外はフォカロルでやっていることと何ら変わりなく、兵たちも緊張した様子は無く、和気藹々と遠征を楽しんでいた。
「どうかされましたか?」
ミュカレが外でおこした焚き火でお湯を沸かして入って来た。
慣れた手つきでお茶を入れるミュカレを見て、ぴょこんと身体を起こしたアリッサが手に持った紙をひらひらと揺らす。
「一二三さんがフォカロルに戻って来たらしいよ」
「あら。今度はどこで暴れて来たんでしょうね。また余計なお金がかからなければ良いのですけれど。それよりも、新しい住人や奴隷でも連れてきてるのではないでしょうね。これ以上人が増えたら、パリュが大変です」
冗談交じりではあるが、実際領主自らが招いた住人となると、賓客扱いになるので必然的に外からの人物に対応する役にあるパリュの仕事が急激に増えることになる。
実際は、一二三は一人でぶらりと帰って来たので、パリュはこっそり胸を撫で下ろしていたのだが。
「僕たちも帰った方がいいのかな、と思ってるんだけど」
お茶の入ったカップをアリッサに手渡したミュカレは、自分の分のカップを両手に持ち、手を温める。木の優しい手触りを通して、熱が伝わってきた。
「きっと領主様は、どちらを選ばれても“ああ、そう”で終わりですよ。アリッサ様の良いようにされるのが一番ですよ」
「あははっ、言いそう、言いそう」
ぷぅぷぅと口を尖らせてお茶を冷まし、それでもまだ熱いお茶を少しずつ飲みながら、アリッサは笑う。
「じゃあ、一度帰ろうか。みんなも家に帰りたいだろうし、僕も一二三さんに会いたい」
アリッサの決定に、ミュカレは複雑な笑みを浮かべて了承した。
「かしこまりました。早速、全員に伝えます」
「明日の早朝に出発しようか。道中はゆっくり進んで魔物を掃討しながらってことで」
おや、とミュカレは首を傾げた。
「それでは、フォカロルへの帰還が大分先になってしまいますよ?」
「いいよ、ゆっくりで」
中々減らないお茶を見ながら、また息を吹きかける。
「オリガさんより先に一二三さんに会うのは、ちょっと危ない気がするし」
「ああ......」
納得はできたが、それが良いことかどうかは、ミュカレにはわからなかった。
だが、アリッサとの時間が長くなることに否やは無い。
(ピクニックは、帰りも楽しまないとね)
アリッサと同様の報告は、さらに一週間ほど遅れてオリガの元へと届いていた。
もはや宿としてくつろいでいた城内の一室に、フォカロルから連れてきていた女性兵士が入り、オリガの前で背筋を伸ばして報告です、と凛々しい声で伝えた。
「奥様。領地より急ぎの書簡が届いております」
「急ぎですか。何かあったのですか?」
執務室で書物をしていたオリガは、珍しいですね、とペンを置いた。
「領主様が帰還なされたとの......」
言いかけたところで、いきなり目の前に文字通り飛んできたオリガに紙をひったくられた。
目を見開いて、破れんばかりに力を入れて報告書を握り締めるオリガを見て、女性兵士は心の中で溜息を吐いた。
(これさえ無ければ、可愛らしい奥様なのに......)
そんな事を考えているうちに、オリガの目の端に大粒の涙が浮かぶ。
「ああ、一二三様......よくぞご無事で......」
はらはらと雫を零し、報告を胸に強く抱きしめる。
もちろん、オリガにしてもアリッサ同様一二三が無事であること自体に不安は抱いていなかった。それよりも、異世界から呼び出された彼が、自分の知らないうちに何かの拍子で元の世界へ戻ったり、この国よりも居心地の良い場所を見つけて帰らない事の方が不安だった。
一二三にとって、領地も爵位も“なんとなく”貰っただけで、彼にとってそれほど執着するものではない事は、オリガも知っているのだ。
「こうしてはいられません!」
いそいそと紙を折りたたみ、懐へと収めたオリガは、呆然と立っていた女性兵士に視線を戻した。
「すぐにフォカロルへ帰還します」
「い、今からですか?」
「ええ、今から女王陛下にご挨拶をしてきますから、その間に馬車の準備を。街道を極力中継無しで走破しますから、食料も軽く大量につめる保存食中心で用意してください」
「は、はい!」
真っ直ぐに目を見ながら指示される内容を、女性兵士は目を白黒させながらも頭に叩き込み、走って部屋を後にした。
「では、私も用意を」
「その前に、ちょっとお話をいいかな?」
兵士が開けたままにしていた扉から顔を覗かせたのは、近衛騎士隊長のサブナクだった。
「ノックもせずに女性の部屋を覗き込むのは、マナー違反ですよ?」
「いやいや、ドア開いてたし、それくらいは大目に見て欲しいんだけど......」
「私は構いませんけれど」
頬に手を当てて、オリガは首を横に振る。
「奥様のシビュラさんに、サブナク様に部屋を覗かれたと伝え......」
「申し訳ありませんでした!」
上半身が床と水平になるまで勢いよく頭を下げたサブナクに、オリガはコロコロと笑った。
「冗談です。でも、奥様とは時々お茶をご一緒させていただいているのですよ。それだけの地位なのですから、お気を付けいただかないと奥様もご心配されていますよ」
「肝に銘じますよ」
「それで、何の用ですか?」
「......一二三さんが、荒野から生還したと聞いたのだけれど」
「あら、流石に王都の情報は早いですね」
フォカロルの精鋭には負けるよ、とサブナクは頭を掻いた。
「一二三さん、今度は一体何をやらかして来たんだろうか。オリガさんはそれを知っているかと思ってね」
サブナクはオリガに促されてソファへ座ると、用意された紅茶に口をつけた。
正面にそっと腰掛けたオリガを見る。
「残念ですが」
オリガは膝の上で重ねた両手に視線を落とした。
「そこまでの情報は入っておりません。ですが、夫が何を成したかは重要ではありません。家に帰って来てくださった事が大切なのです。またお会いできる事が、何より重要なのです」
その微笑みに、サブナクは思わず視線を惹かれた。
鼓動を押しはやめるような危うい美しさを感じる。
「そ、そんなものなのか......」
「そんなものです。シビュラさんも、サブナク様が派手な武勲を立てられるよりも、ご無事に帰宅される事の方がずっと喜ばれますよ」
そんなふうに明るい笑顔を見せるオリガを、サブナクは何も言えずに見ていた。
「い、いや。初めて会った時に比べると、大分明るくなったと思ってね」
オリガは自分のカップを手にとり、紅茶が揺れるのを見ていた。
「ご存知の通り、私は奴隷でした。自由な冒険者から奴隷になって、知らないどころかこの世界の人でも無い、王を殺した危険な男性に買われたのです。訓練を受け、復讐を果たしたとはいえ、それから先については不安はまだまだありました」
ですが、と顔を上げる。
「一二三様との交流を進めるうちに、どんどんその在り方に惹かれ、結婚という奴隷になった時には諦めた幸福も得られました。離れ離れになっているのは寂しいですけれど、またお会いした時には、その分甘えてみようかと思います」
頬を染めて、照れながら惚気けてみせたオリガを前にして、サブナクは苦笑いを浮かべた。
「いやいや、参ったね。やはり一二三さんはすごい人だね。......それで、ぼくには一つ疑問があるんだけれど」
「なんでしょう?」
「......一二三さんは、何を目指しているんだろう? この国だけではなく、ヴィシーやホーラントにも技術指導をしているし、そのヴィシーやホーラント相手に戦った時も、結局は国を滅ぼすまではしなかった。その実力があるのに」
彼が単なる破壊者じゃないことは知っている、とサブナクは真剣な眼差しを向けた。
「戦闘が好きでも、破壊が目的ではない。かと言って、誰かを助けるというわけじゃない。利益も地位も求めず......」
そこまで言ったところで、サブナクはオリガの視線に含まれる感情が変化している事に気づいた。
それは微笑みと言うには暖かく、まるで子供を見守るかのような優しさが、オリガの翠の瞳に表れていた。
「......今はまだ、教えるわけにはまいりません。ですが、それを知った時にはきっと、サブナク様も、女王陛下も喜びを感じることでしょう」
「喜び......?」
「ええ、何しろ一二三様は女王陛下が異世界より呼び出された勇者様なのですから」
サブナクにとって、女性の穏やかな笑顔を心底怖いと思ったのは、これが初めてだった。
領主館の中庭には、共同の井戸がある。
滑車にぶら下がった釣瓶を落として水を汲む、ごくごく簡単な構造の縦井戸で、館の下働きの者たちが水を汲んだり、洗い物をしている場所でもある。
だが、今はそこには日常の穏やかな空気は存在せず、誰もが押し黙ったままで、いつもは居ない一人の男にチラチラと視線を送っている。
「いてて......まさか自分の手を削るなんて経験をする時が来るとは」
面白いもんだ、とつぶやいているのは、井戸の横でしゃがみこんでいる一二三だ。
長い眠りから目覚めた彼は、用意された食事をモリモリと腹に押し込むと、変質して硬い樹のようになった左手をコツコツと刀の柄頭に当てながら、この場所へとやって来た。
突然やって来た雲の上の人物に、下働きの者たちは慌てて跪いたのだが、「気にするな」と右手をひらひらと揺らすと、近くに置いてあった桶を取り、井戸から水をたっぷりと汲み上げた。
それからは、他の者たちに背を向けて座り込んで作業を始めた。
木製の義手のようになった手を、小刀で削り始めたのだ。
最初こそ、「完全に木彫りの感触だな」などと言いながら親指の外側を、まるで野菜の皮でも剥くかのように削っていたのだが、ほんの1センチ程彫ったあたりから痛みを感じるようになった。
小刀を桶の水で乱暴に洗いながら、削り取った場所を見ていると、削った部分の中は白い粘液状の膜があり、その下から血が滲んでくる
「指先はほとんど駄目だな。手のひらあたりは骨周りは無事、か」
指を削ると手の甲や手のひらを削り、挙句手首あたりも際どいところまで刃を滑らせる。
「エルフの連中と同じか。いや、進行速度が段違いで早いというのは理由がわからんが」
最初は粘液はピンク色かと思ったが、桶に手を突っ込んで洗うと、真っ白になる。
皮も肉も骨も血液も、粘液に置き換わっていずれは固まって行くのか。
ならば、と一二三は前腕の一部を斬りつけた。
「ここは大丈夫なんだな」
細く赤い線は、やがてぷっくりと血を浮き立たせ、一筋の赤い流れになる。
変質しているのが手首から先だと確認すると、一二三は小刀を置いてじっと左手を見つめた。
「斬り落としても良いんだが......あの薬だと穴は塞がっても欠損は治らないんだよな」
まだ数本残っている回復用の魔法薬だが、傷を塞ぐ効果はあっても、無くなった物が生えてくるわけではない。
エルフの森に行かない限りは進行しないだろうし、木製のままでもいいかな、などと一二三はとろりと樹液のように滴る白い粘液を右手で掬う。
「それにしても、こりゃ一体何なんだ?」
白い粘液が乗った右手をぐっと握ると、わずかだが液体以外の感触がした。
何かに気づいた一二三が、勢いよく振り返ると、たまたま視線を向けていた数名の肩が跳ね上がった。
「ちょっと、火を貸してくれ」
「ど、どうぞ!」
湯を沸かすために用意された火に向かい、一二三は左手をかざした。
「俺の思った通りなら......」
パチパチと音を立てて薪から爆ぜる音を聞きながら、炙られて黒ずむ左手を注視する。
切り裂かれた傷口から見えていた白い粘液は、炎に触れる前に水分を失い、真っ白な姿はそのままで、サラサラと砂のように一二三の右手へと落ちた。
その白い砂は、魔人族の前王アガチオンの身体を構成していたそれと瓜二つだ。
思わず、一二三の口の端が吊り上がった。
Alyssa groaned while looking at a parchment.
The image of her lying on top of a stack of blankets with her boots taken off, bare-footed to top it off, in the tent which was set up for her sake coupled together with her appearance, that looks childish, doesn't give the impression of someone leading an army at all.
"Did Hifumi-san come back?" (Alyssa)
What was written in the parchment the messenger brought from Fokalore by changing horses was the news of Hifumi's return.
"We still haven't done our job though." (Alyssa)
In fact they have been encamped in the plains next to the national border for around a week, but except them killing countless monsters by ganging up on them in groups they didn't do anything but just sending back the messenger from Vichy.
Everyday they were rotating the shifts of training, vacation and guarding. Alyssa showed her face sometimes at the training and guarding duties.
Kind of unchanging from what they have done in Fokalore, except being unable to go home, even the soldiers enjoyed the peaceful campaign without a hint of tension.
"What's wrong?" (Miyukare)
Miyukare entered with hot water she boiled at the burning bonfire outside.
Observing Miyukare who pours the tea in an accustomed manner, Alyssa, who got up quickly, waves the paper she's holding in her hand.
"It looks like Hifumi-san has returned to Fokalore." (Alyssa)
"Oh. I wonder where he will rampage around next. It will be fine if it doesn't cost any excessive amount of money again though. Rather than that, I guess he hasn't brought any new residents or slaves along. If the number of people increased any more, it would become quite difficult for Paryu." (Miyukare)
There are jokes mixed in, but where residents, who were invited by the feudal lord himself, are concerned, it will become necessary to treat them as privileged guests and that will radically increase the workload of Paryu who has the role of dealing with people from outside.
Actually, Paryu felt secretly relieved since Hifumi unexpectedly came back without anyone tagging along.
"I wonder if it's best for us to return as well, is what I was pondering about." (Alyssa)
Miyukare, who handed a cup filled with tea to Alyssa, held her own share with both hands to warm them up. By gently touching the wood of the cup, the heat within permeated to her hands.magic
"It will definitely finish with Lord-sama saying "Ah, yea" no matter which choice you pick. The most important point is to do what is good for you, Alyssa-sama." (Miyukare)
"Ahahaha, that would be just like him to say that." (Alyssa)
While drinking the still hot tea with little sips after cooling it down with a sour look, Alyssa laughs.
"Then let's return for now, eh? Everyone likely wants to go back home, too. I also want to meet Hifumi-san." (Alyssa)
Miyukare acknowledged Alyssa's decision while showing a somewhat complicated smile.
"Understood. I will tell everyone right away." (Miyukare)
"Let's depart tomorrow early morning? We will slowly advance while getting rid of monsters along the way." (ALyssa)
"Oh?", Miyukare tilted her head to the side.
"Won't that cause us to take quite a bit time until getting back to Fokalore?" (Miyukare)
"It's fine, to go slowly at it." (Alyssa)
While looking at the tea that doesn't diminish easily, she blows at it once again.
"I have a feeling that it's slightly dangerous for me to meet with Hifumi-san before Origa-san does." (Alyssa)
"Ah..." (Miyukare)
She was able to consent to that but whether that was a good thing or not was something Miyukare didn't know.
However she has no objection about the time she can spend with Alyssa lengthening.
(I have to enjoy a picnic with her during our return as well.)
A report identical to that of Alyssa reached Origa's place delayed by one week.
In a room within the castle where she already felt at home thinking of it as her own dwelling, a female soldier, whom she brought along from Fokalore, conveyed the news in a dignified voice while standing up straight in front of Origa.
"Madam, a fast letter has arrived from your territory."
"Fast, huh? Did something happen?" (Origa)
Origa, who was writing in her office, put down her pen considering it as unusual.
"Lord-sama has returned..."
At the moment she started to say that Origa literally leapt at her all of a sudden and snatched the paper from her.
Looking at Origa who tightly grasped the report to a degree of it being close to getting torn with widely opened eyes, the female soldier sighed within her mind.
(As long as she isn't like this, she is a lovely madam, but...)
While the female soldier is thinking about such things, large tears gather at Origa's eyes.
"Ah, Hifumi-sama... how wonderful for you to be alright..." (Origa)
She tightly embraces the report in her chest while shedding big drops of tears.
Of course Origa, just like Alyssa, harboured no anxiety about Hifumi being safe himself. Rather than that, she was worried about him not returning after having found a country more comfortable than this one or him, who was summoned from another world, having returned to his former world at some point of time unknown to her.
Origa is aware that territory and peerage, which he only accepted "for some reason or another", isn't that much of an attachment to him.
"I cannot stay here like this!" (riga)
Folding the paper happily and stuffing it into her pocket, Origa returned her look at the female soldier, who stood around in a daze.
"We will return to Fokalore right away." (Origa)
"Right now?"
"Yes, right now. Since I will go to bid farewell to Her Majesty, the Queen, get the carriage ready in that time. Please prepare a large quantity of light food centred around preserved food as we will cover the whole distance of the highway without resting as much as possible." (Origa)
"Y-Yes!"
With Origa's eyes throwing daggers at the head of the flustered female soldier while giving her the instructions, the female soldier dashed out of the room.
"Well, then I will get ready as well." (Origa)
"Is it fine to talk for a little moment before that?"
The face, which peeked in from the door which the soldier had left open, was that of Royal Knight Order Captain Sabnak.
"Isn't it a breach of manners to peep into the room of a lady without even knocking?" (Origa)
"No, no, the door was open after all. I'd like you to overlook this much at least, but..." (Sabnak)
"I don't particularly mind though." (Origa)
Putting her hand on her cheek, Origa shakes here head.
"If I tell your wife, Shibyura-san, about you having peeped into the room, Sabnak-sama..." (Origa)
"I'm very sorry!" (Sabnak)
Origa laughed in a pleasant, high-pitched sound due to Sabnak bowing his upper body vigorously to the degree of it being level to the ground.
"It's a joke. However, I have gone for a tea together with your wife a few times. Since you have such a high position, your wife will worry about you if you aren't careful." (Origa)
"I shall take it to heart." (Sabnak)
"So, what's your business with me?" (Origa)
"... I heard that Hifumi-san returned from the wastelands alive." (Sabnak)
"Oh, as expected, news travel fast in the royal capital." (Origa)
"We are still inferior to the elites of Fokalore", Sabnak scratched his head.
"I wonder just what the heck Hifumi-san has done this time. I thought maybe you may know about that, Origa-san." (Sabnak)
Sabnak sat down on the sofa urged on by Origa and tasted the prepared tea.
He looks at Origa who is quietly sitting in front of him.
"I'm sorry." (Origa)
Origa lowered her sight to her hands which were resting on top of her knees.
"I haven't received that much information. However, it's not important what my husband has accomplished. What's important is that he did me the favour of coming back home safely. Being able to meet him again is more important than anything else." (Origa)
Sabnak was unintentionally captivated by her smile.
He senses a dangerous beauty from her that hastens the beating of his heart.
"I-Is that how it is...?" (Sabnak)
"Yes. Even Shibyura-san will be always far more delighted by you returning home safely than you accomplishing a showy deed of arms." (Origa)
Sabnak looked at Origa, who shows a bright smile, without saying anything in return.
"N-Nothing. I believe that you have become a lot more cheerful compared to the time when I met you first." (Sabnak)
Picking up her own cup with a hand, Origa looked at the tea's swaying.
"As you might know, I was a slave. Turning from a free adventurer into a slave, I was bought by a dangerous man who killed the king and who isn't from this world but of some unknown origin. Even though I received training and carried out my revenge, there were still many more worries regarding my future from then on." (Origa)
"However", she lifts her face.
"While proceeding in my interactions with Hifumi-sama, I got gradually charmed by the way he does things and obtained the happiness called marriage which I gave up on at the time I became a slave. Being apart from him is saddening, but I believe that he will spoil me as compensation for that time once we meet again." (Origa)
Sabnak smiled wryly at Origa in front of him who spoke fondly of her spouse while blushing and showing a bashful side of her.
"Well, well, I give up. Hifumi-san is an amazing person after all. ... Because of that I have a single question though." (Sabnak)
"What is it?" (Origa)
"... What is Hifumi-san's aim, I wonder? Not only this country, he is even teaching techniques to Vichy and Horant as well. Even at the time he fought against Vichy and Horant as opponents, he didn't go as far as destroying their countries in the end. Albeit he has the strength to do so." (Sabnak)
"I know that he isn't a simple destroyer", Sabnak faced Origa with a serious gaze.
"Even though he likes fighting, destruction isn't his goal. Having said that, that doesn't mean that he's helping anyone. He doesn't desire profits and social status either..." (Sabnak)
Having said this much, Sabnak noticed that the emotions within Origa's look have changed.
Her smile is warm filled with a kindness completely as if she is watching a child, but Origa's green pupils stood out.
"... I can't tell you yet. But, at the moment you learn of it, you as well as Her Majesty, the Queen, will definitely feel delighted." (Origa)
"Delighted...?" (Sabnak)
"Yes, Hifumi-sama is the hero summoned from another world by Her Majesty, the Queen, after all." (Origa)
For Sabnak it was the first time for him to be scared by a woman's gentle smile.
There's a commonly shared water well in the garden of the feudal lord's mansion.
The water well is an extremely simple vertical construction where one draws water by lowering a bucket which dangles on a pulley. It serves as place to do washing as well as spot for the mansion's servants to fetch water.
However, missing the calm atmosphere of every day's life, everyone, who was currently there, kept silent while sending fleeting glances at the man who usually doesn't visit that place.
"Ouch... for the time to come where I have to experience something like shaving my own hand." (Hifumi)
The one who mutters "that's something novel" is Hifumi who is crouching next to the water well.
He, who woke up from his long slumber, stuffed the prepared food into his belly with gusto and turned up at this location while knocking his left hand, which changed into hard wood, with the pommel of his katana.
The servants kneeled in panic due to the person above-the-clouds who suddenly turned up, but once he waved with his right hand while saying [Don't mind me] , he drew plenty of water from the well after taking a bucket which was nearby.
And then he sat down with his back turned towards the other people present and began his work.
He began to shave his hand, which turned into a wooden artificial hand, with a small knife.
At the beginning he shaved the exterior of his thumb completely as if peeling the skin of vegetables while saying something like [It has totally the feel of woodcarving] , but he started to feel pain after having merely carved around one centimetre.
While roughly washing the small knife in the bucket's water, he looks at the spot he shaved off and discovers a membrane of white mucus in the shaved part and blood seeping out from below that.
"The fingertips are mostly a lost case. The bone surrounding around the palm are safe, huh?" (Hifumi)
He shaves his fingers, the back of his hand and the palm. At the end he even lets the blade slide across an area very close to the wrist.
"It's the same as with the elven lot, eh? No, the speed of progression is remarkably faster though I don't know the reason for it." (Hifumi)
At the beginning he wondered whether the mucus had a pink colour, but once he washed his hand by thrusting it into the bucket, it became pure white.
The skin, flesh, bones and blood are replaced by the mucus and it hardens sooner or later?
, Hifumi cuts a part of his forearm.
"This place looks alright." (Hifumi)
The thin red line soon gets enlivened by puffed up blood and it turns into one long, red stream.
Once he confirmed that the change was happening from the wrist downwards, Hifumi fixedly stared at his left hand after putting down the small knife.
"It's also fine to get rid of it by cutting it off, but... even if the hole is closed up by that medicine, it won't recover the loss." (Hifumi)
There are still several healing magic potions remaining, however even if they have the effect of closing a wound, it's not like they can re-grow something that has been lost.
It probably won't progress as long as I don't enter the elven forest. I guess it's fine if it stays in a wooden state
"Be that as it may, just what the hell is this stuff?" (Hifumi)
Once he forcefully clasped the white mucus he held in his right hand, he slightly felt a different texture except that of liquid.
Hifumi, who noticed something, turned around vigorously and the shoulders of several people, who faced him by chance, jumped up.
"Please lend me a bit fire." (Hifumi)
"T-There you go!"
Heading towards the fire prepared to boil some water, Hifumi held out his left hand.
"If it's just like I thought..." (Hifumi)
While listening to the sound of bursting open by popping firewood, he gazes steadily at his left hand being scorched and blackening.
The white mucus, which was visible from the cut up wound, lost its moisture from being touched by the flames and fell down into Hifumi's right hand just like dry sand while maintaining its pure white appearance.
That white sand was identical to the one which formed the body of the late demon king Agathion.
Hifumi's lips slanted upwards unintentionally.
Summoned Slaughterer
呼び出された殺戮者
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