# 60
No matter how superhuman Sirius' abilities were, he couldn't beat the numbers.
Hema: The numbers here mean the number of killers
“Sirius, please, let me go first.”
We cannot solve anything in this situation, we hold each other.
I consider myself part of the temple, so I might have a chance of survival.
If we can at least save Sirius...
But Sirius stubbornly adhered to Dyaren's orders.
Never before had Sirius been so stubborn.
“Leave me!”
"no."
“Do you want to die?!”
“I will not die.”
He seemed very confident in such a situation.
...But since these are Sirius' words, the problem is that there is some confidence in those words.
“Then leave me and fight. I will protect myself from behind.”
The problem couldn't be solved by running away, so it was best to trust Sirius' abilities.
"…fighting?"
“Yes, fight.”
Sirius left Dyaren immediately.
The escape so far was nothing more than carrying out Deyarin's orders to escape. Now that it was fighting, he started fighting.
Even though Sirius was bare-handed, he met the assassins attacking him without any sign of fear.
“Huh!”
He didn't make any loud sound. He would hit the flying shots with his hands, then pick them up and throw them down.
His monotonous movements were as natural as breathing air.
Even in the midst of the life-threatening fighting, Dearyn's eyes would wander over Sirius' movements every now and then.
“Ugh!”
Now the third victim has fallen.
The killers fell one after another.
In terms of ability, Ceres was in a position of overwhelming superiority. However, the numbers of the killers were too great to be defeated.
“You will die!”
This attack could not be stopped by any means.
One by one, wounds began to appear on Sirius' body.
Diarine was calmly assessing the situation. If Sirius had been fighting alone, he might not have suffered these injuries.
But Sirius was focused on protecting Dearyn standing behind him during the fight.
The Eighth Unit was always at the forefront and going into combat first. So, they had no experience fighting while protecting something.
No member of Unit Eight was so weak as to need protection. If one of them became a burden due to an injury, the decision was made to kill him by his colleagues in Unit Eight.
They were now suffering because of the unfamiliar fighting style for them.
'If he was alone!'
Dayarine understood what she had to do.
She couldn't hide behind Sirius. If he continued like this, they would both die.
Dearyn started to turn away from Sirius and ran in the opposite direction.
“Look, the priestess is fleeing!”
“Break up!”
As Dayaren expected, the killers followed Dayaren as well.
It was clear that they aimed to hide the location of Unit Eight without being discovered.
There were people who wanted to erase the existence of Unit Eight as if it did not exist in this world.
'Who is he, I wonder?'
Deyarin thought as she ran.
Since she had spent a long time on the battlefield, Dyaren's physical abilities were not weak. She ran faster than most women, and knew how to dodge her enemies while running.
But the opponent was very strong.
No matter how good the assassins sent were, the distance was shrinking with every step Deyarin took.
“I can't go on like this!”
A stab flew towards her from behind.
But she didn't even have time to look back.
Was Sirius fighting well?
Even while avoiding the stabs that were coming towards her, Dearyn was worried about Sirius.
"Yes!"
As she ran madly, she no longer knew where she was or how she got there.
Now, her legs were shaking.
Deyarin stumbled on a rock, and was struck by the fatal stab wounds fired by the killers.
"Yes!"
It was unavoidable.
In fact, Dayaren had no ability to dodge the stabs fired by the killers.
Perhaps because of her blurred awareness, she did not feel pain immediately.
But her body was out of control.
Her vision rotates rapidly.
Her body rolled down the slope.
She didn't know where to turn.
“Sirius...”
Sirius should be fine.
Her body collided with something, and there was a loud crashing sound.
The vision darkened before her eyes.
“Sirius...”
“Dyaren!”
Before Dearyn lost consciousness completely, she heard Sirius scream.
It can't be like this.
You should have run away.
What if he followed her?
She's just an ordinary person, her death may not matter, but Sirius is not.
She has had a difficult life so far, so she should start enjoying life from now on. You can't end like this without enjoying it.
This shouldn't happen.
Run away.
But the last thing Deyarin felt was the warmth of the strong arms that embraced her.
* * *
“Ah…”
With pain filling her body, Dayarin suddenly realized that she was still alive.
She didn't have to ask, "Am I alive?" She scanned her surroundings after opening her eyes.
If this pain existed even after death, it would be completely unfair.
Diyarin was in severe pain.
“Ah…”
As she moaned without opening her eyes, she felt the warmth that was surrounding her pressing tighter.
“…?”
Even in her confused state, Dearyn seemed to understand what was happening.
She was being hugged by someone.
“Sirius?”
She asked in a low voice while her eyes were closed, because she didn't have the strength to open them.
"Yes."
Sirius's word came in a low voice, moving through Dearyn's body.
The tension she was feeling eased a little.
Sirius hugged Dearyn tighter and ran his hand down her back in a reassuring way.
She felt warmth transfer from Sirius' palm.
It was like a holy power.
It was not only the warmth that was transmitted to her, but also the attention that was directed towards her.
Indeed, the world is full of interest.
“…?”
While Dearyn was enjoying Sirius' reassuring touches, she suddenly felt something strange.
Dearyn was sure she was sick now, so there was no need to ask where she was or what had happened. As long as she was lying like this, she was in a safe place, and they must have saved her somehow.
However, why did Sirius' palm feel so bare against her skin...?
She suddenly opened her eyes, which had been closed due to pain.
“...Sirius?”
What she saw in front of her was Sirius's bare chest.
Chest. Naked.
“…What about your clothes?”
“Torn apart.”
“Ah, I see. So you took off your clothes.”
"Yes."
As Dearyn stared at Sirius's chest, she looked down.
She saw her chest exposed, in direct contact with Sirius's bare chest.
“...What about me?”
Why am I also naked?
While she was wondering this, Sirius's hand continued to run his palm along D'Arrin's back as if to assure her that she was naked as well.
“You were injured.”
“…Ah…”
The stabbing feeling was real. It wasn't just pain from rolling over.
“There was poison, so I removed it.”
“I see...”
“Yes.”
There was nothing surprising about this. Sirius made an effort to save Diarin's life, and as a result, they both survived.
Being naked and touching their bodies is part of this outcome.
Therefore, there was no need to feel ashamed.
...as rationality said.
But the emotion did not respond flexibly.
“I think I've regained consciousness now, so you can leave me.”
Diaren said with difficulty, her face turning strawberry colour.
Even the pink carpet with red stripes that she loved may have flown with the palace, and that's okay.
Instead of her favorite rug, it could become her favorite face color.
"no."
“…What? I’m asking you to leave me.”
It seemed as if Sirius did not understand what Dearyn was saying, so Dearyn repeated her request again.
But Sirius refused again.
"no."
“…What does no mean?”
Is he acting like a stubborn dog just because he doesn't want to leave her?
Dearyn looked at him with a frown, as if she might hit him if necessary.
But before she could do so, Sirius looked in pain as if he had been beaten.
“You're not okay.”
“...No, no. It's not like that...I'm fine. So there's no need for you to keep holding me.”
“No, you're not okay.”
"…Yes?"
Dearyn noticed now that Sirius' eyes were twitching.
She hadn't realized it, but Sirius was unsettled.
“You're not okay.”
"Oh! Oh, yes. Keep going. Oh."
She didn't know where she was, but if things continued like this, it would be a big problem.
Dearyn quickly tried to hug Sirius' shoulders, but she backed away due to the intense pain.
“Ooh…”
The pain was very severe.
Although she lived on the battlefield, Dearyn was a priestess. There wasn't really much of a chance for her to get stabbed. The taste of the first stab in her life was... extremely painful and strong.
However, it was now necessary for her to focus on calming Sirius down.
“Well done, well done.”
Even though she couldn't fully raise her arms, only placing her arms around Sirius' waist and moving her hands slightly, the expression on Sirius' face began to calm noticeably.
Our dog, you were very patient.
They were attacked. The situation was exactly like on the battlefield.
In this case, even not exploding, attacking villages, and killing innocent people randomly is considered an achievement.
He has already become a person.
“How did you manage to endure?”
"to bear…?"
Sirius's face showed signs of incomprehension when he heard Dearyn's words.
It's not surprising that this sounds unfamiliar, as I was just a short time ago.
Now, no matter how much he tried to make himself look like someone else, it was impossible to imagine that this was the same person who had gone mad and wreaking havoc in the past.
However, looking at Sirius's face now, it was unimaginable that he had once been that crazy dog who was rushing in every direction.
There was only Sirius's face, which fell coldly.
"The enemies have gathered, right? Weren't you in a state of confusion and unconsciousness?"
In the midst of it all, he managed to take care of himself.
Even when the fighting started, he was fighting trying to protect Deyarin.
However, there were concerns that if Diarin moved away, Ceres might return to its former self.
But Sirius eventually followed Dearyn and saved her life.
“I only saw two houses.”
“…….”
Hema: Oh Sirius is dying (~￣³￣)~
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