Book 10: Chapter 39
“Roar!!”
When I felt the claws of the huge bird on the skin my head, the White Deer King suddenly raised its head up and roared. The huge bird in the sky reacted as though something hit it, causing it to wobble and almost crash into the ground. It flapped its wings with fear desperately to try to fly back up. The White Deer King whipped its head, and then looked at the bird again. The bird cawed with terror and swiftly fled similarly to a moth being driven away.
“You…”
The White Deer King shook its head, ignoring my surprise as though the creatures were the same as insignificant flies and mosquitoes that annoyed humans.
I patted its head then quickly grabbed Philes by his belt. His body jerked vigorously. His eyes moved a little. He desperately tried to look at me. I pulled him up. Tanya, who was in front of me, then grabbed him. Philes had a shocking hole in his chest made by the grim reaper’s scythe. A huge amount of leaking blood drained Philes of his life force.
“Philes, Philes, hang in there! Hang in there! We’re heading back now! We’re heading back now!!”
I took my scarf off and pressed it on his wound. The huge amount of blood instantly soaked my scarf, turning it bright red. Tanya pressed her hands down firmly on his wound. Philes struggled around to grab my arm. He trembled as he raised his head up to look at me.
“Don’t speak. Don’t speak. Philes, these won’t be your last words. You have a future. You still have a future. You’ll be fine. Just hang in there. You can say whatever you want once you’ve recovered! Philes, believe me. Philes, believe me!!”
I kicked the White Deer King. The White Deer King ran to the rear at full pelt. I was now gladder than words could do justice that I changed my steed. Philes grabbed onto my arm tightly. He looked at me and spoke with difficulty, “I… I… do not regret it… Your…”