2. Nathaniel

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[I am Nathaniel.]

He said.

[People here call me 'The End'.]

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"Because you are a benefactor who greatly helped the Count Buchanan, please take care not to fall short of your treatment."

The people looked questionably at the identity of the man who suddenly appeared. However, surprisingly, despite the lack of explanation, they all agreed.

It was the attitude of a young lady who had never done anything rubbish that would have a hidden meaning.

Kyrie was a little relieved.

Nathaniel, on the other hand, acted like a man who had never been restrained by others in his life.

[Are you Buchanan's escort Knight?]

"Yes."

As soon as he saw Valdir, he asked so. Then he looked up and down at the stiffened Valdir.

Nathaniel narrowed his eyes and displayed something like a smile.

[That's pretty good.]

Those were words that strangely stimulated people's competitive spirits. Fortunately, Valdir did not respond to them.

"Thank you."

However, after Nathaniel got into the carriage, Valdir looked at Kyrie with a slightly uneasy expression.

"Miss. That person......."

"Don't ask me any more. He's not a dangerous man."

"Really....?"

"No....... Probably."

Kyrie wasn't sure. Valdir smiled as he saluted with his hand on his chest.

"I don't know what's going on. But if something happens, I will protect you."

"Thank you."

There was not much time until departure.

Kyrie quickly led the innkeeper Anderson to the courtyard behind the inn.

"Tell me everything you know."

Anderson looked at Kyrie with deep, heavy eyes.

"How did it happen?"

"Since this has already happened, there is not enough time to explain it. What do you know? What is this town, and who is that person?"

Anderson slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the carriage.

His gaze was blocked by the inn building, but he trembled as if he was seeing someone who should not be seen.

"It is called The End."

"You mean the 'End' in history books?"

"We don't know."

"You don't know?"

"He lived a very long time. We grew up listening to stories about the 'End' who fell asleep in this area from the days of our grandfather's grandfather... or even before that."

Anderson quickly sat down on an empty wooden box nearby, struggling like an old man.

"No one knows who he is, but we only know that this village was built for him."

"For him?"

"We don't know if it's to keep it or to seal it. I just grew up listening to it. 'The End' is asleep in this land, so do not wake him. It's okay on a snowy day, but never go out on a snowy night..."

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