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riders wavered like a heat shimmer. There were around ten of them.
    â€œAre they from the village?”
    They were probably the families of the deceased. And it looked like they’d had all they could stand.
    â€œC’mon, let’s go,” she called out to D, but he didn’t move.
    Looking from him to their pursuers and back again, Mia could eventually make out the shapes of horses and riders that caught up to them then rode past to form up lines about fifteen feet ahead. All of them were formidable in stature. Muscular or lean, graying or bald, there were all types, but they were united by the looks of fiery animosity they turned on the pair. The spears, swords, and bows they gripped shone in the sunlight.
    D and Mia halted.
    â€œWe lost our son yesterday,” said a giant of a man armed with a bow and arrow. “I can’t just let the matter sit. We haven’t even found our boy’s remains. So you’re gonna have to tell us again exactly what happened.”
    â€œI was with them. With your sons—I’ll tell you about it,” Mia interjected.
    â€œWe’ll hear what you have to say later. From what the sheriff said in the hospital, this guy was the killer. Yet Old Jal let him go without doing a thing. And that don’t sit quite right with us, you see.”
    â€œSo you’re going to take matters into your own hands? Don’t. Even off at a distance, you must’ve seen the other guy who looked exactly like him. A couple of people went off after him—off that way. He’s the one responsible!”
    Judging from the way the men exchanged glances, a number of them seemed to know what she was talking about. However, it didn’t last long, and the looks that were once more trained on the pair didn’t soften in the least.
    â€œYou’re the only one we see right now.”
    â€œAnd I keep trying to tell you—”



“I know,” the bald farmer said, fighting desperately to keep his emotions under control. “And that’s why we didn’t want to pull an ambush. We’ve seen how good he is, but we still don’t feel like being underhanded. Because that’s not the way we raised our boys, either. That’s why we’ll come at you one at a time. If you kill us all, you can go wherever you like.”
    After silently gazing at the imposing figure for so long, D remarked casually, “Come at me in force.”
    Amazed, Mia shouted, “D! You can’t fight them!”
    â€œWe never asked you for an advantage in numbers.”
    â€œI’m the one who killed your boys,” the Hunter replied.
    The world froze. Even Mia’s eyes snapped open wide, and the girl was left unable to speak.
    To the men, who’d been reduced to stony statues, he said, “Here I come. Try to stop me.”
    Gorgeous movement came to be in the frozen world.
    â€œDon’t do this, D!” Mia shouted frantically as she followed after him. Not that she was concerned about his safety. No matter how skilled these powerful men might imagine themselves, there was no way they could defeat D with mere swords and spears. And yet, she wasn’t worried for the villagers’ sake either. She simply didn’t want D to become a true butcher.
    Fifteen feet. D advanced silently.
    â€œDon’t!”
    Ten. Mia halted her horse.
    Three. The world was lost beneath angry shouts and gleaming light. Silvery flashes closed in on D from all directions.
    And a flash of light met them. Just one. Mia heard a protracted metallic sound.
    In the direction in which the light had flowed, another sound reverberated from the ground—the sound of swords and spears, bows and arrows sticking into the earth. Each and every man on horseback cradled his right hand and moaned. Their wrists were dislocated. More than the pain of their injuries, it was the knowledge that they’d all been dealt with by a single stroke from the young man