Chapter 12
“We came from a hunting village in the mountains. My mom and I stayed together. She would go out to hunt and sell the leather, and I would forage for herbs.”
‘A hunting village…’
“I can’t remember much from when I was really young. My mom said it’s because I hit my head pretty hard on the ground once, hehe…”
Allen remembered that her village had been inhabited by rough hunters and rugged mountain climbers.
‘A mother had to raise her daughter alone in that kind of place by becoming a hunter as well…’
Those circumstances couldn’t be called normal.
“But if a monster ever appeared and if Mr. Henkel, who lived next door and gathered herbs, and Mr. Jason, who always said he was never scared of anything, weren’t there… and if the merchants who always came to the village also weren’t there—”
“Stop.”
Allen cut her off, thinking that her explanation was taking too long.