Grimgar of Fantasy and Ash: Volume 1 by Ao Jyumonji

Author:Ao Jyumonji [Jyumonji, Ao]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2016-12-16T05:00:00+00:00

Manato took a deep breath, then spat it out. In that moment, Manato’s eyes took on a glassy look.

Shihoru brought her hand to Manato’s chest. “H-His heart’s not beating!”

“G-Give him CPR!” Ranta shouted.

It was an amazing flash of inspiration, Haruhiro thought. It felt like they had solved everything, telling each other what to do as they tried to resuscitate him. For minutes, then tens of minutes, they pumped on Manato’s chest after pulling out the knife, and gave him mouth-to-mouth. They must have kept going for over an hour.

“...I-Isn’t it time we stopped?” Moguzo said, sobbing. “I-I feel bad for Manato-kun... you know.”

“Fine!” Haruhiro nearly lashed out at Moguzo, but stopped himself. “...Fine, what do we do, then? Are you telling me we should just leave him? Are we just gonna abandon Manato?”

“Magic,” Shihoru said, lifting her face. Her eyes were swollen and bright red from inflammation. “Maybe we can do something with magic. I mean, there’s magic that heals wounds, after all.”

“Yeah,” Yume nodded repeatedly. “Yeah, there must be somethin’ we can do. There has to be. Lessee, where was it? The priests guild’s, um, what was it...? Temple!”

“The Temple of Lumiaris, huh?” Ranta wiped his tears with the back of his hand. “That’s enemy turf for a servant of Lord Skullhell like me, but now isn’t the time to worry about that.”

Moguzo picked up Manato. “I’ll carry him.”

Haruhiro nodded. “Okay, let’s go.”

Any time Ranta or Haruhiro offered to take over carrying Manato, or to help, Moguzo said, “I’m fine,” and refused. Until they made it all the way back to Alterna, and to the Temple of Lumiaris in the northern district, Moguzo really did carry Manato all by himself.

When they entered the temple, men wearing priest robes with the same blue-lines-on-white-fabric design as Manato’s stopped them. One of them seemed to know Manato, and told another man to go and find Master Honen.

This Master Honen, whoever he was, came at once. He was a man built like a rock and looked like he’d make a better warrior than a priest. When he opened his mouth to exclaim, “Oh, how terrible,” his voice was abnormally loud, too.

Come to think of it, Manato had said his master had a big voice and his ears always hurt because of it, hadn’t he?

As Haruhiro remembered that, unable to bear it anymore, he prostrated himself before Master Honen. “Please, save Manato! I’ll do anything, so please! I’m begging you...!”

“You fool!” Master Honen roared. “Even the shining God of Light, Lumiaris, cannot save the dead! Manato, how could you be such a fool?! I recognized you as a youth of rare promise, that is why I attended to your education with such love and care! How could you throw your young life away like this?!”

“Why, you...!” Ranta went to grab Master Honen, but Yume said, “Stop that!”

Ranta gave up easily. Likely because he saw the flood of tears coming from Master Honen’s eyes.

Shihoru fell to the ground, sitting on the cold temple floor. Moguzo stood there unmoving, with Manato still in his arms.

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