A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

"Is this everyone...?"

"Well... that's all that's left, Tajima. That's all..."

"Where are the children?"

"There's only one left."

"..."

Leader Tajima clenched his fists.

This means that the future of the tribe, that little bit of legacy, all depends on this one remaining child.

"What should we do next? Should we ask other tribes for help?"

"...They are busy with their own affairs, how can they spare the energy to help us? The only solution now is to save ourselves."

"Tajimatuwa, you give the orders, and we will all obey you!"

At that moment, almost all the surviving tribesmen looked at Tajima, the tribal leader, who was their backbone and only hope.

"... Let's go to the Kingdom of Faga... The king there might accept the desert people."

......

"Hey, kid, time to go!"

Seeing the boy named Kenny standing blankly in front of the collapsed house, looking at the two cold bodies, Tajima couldn't help but step forward and shout.

"Tajima Tuwa... Why are we born to live here and fight against death? They were smiling yesterday..."

This child seems a little too mature...

Tajima half-knelt down, held the child's shoulders and said:

"Child...you have to know that we have no way of deciding our own origins. Fighting with the desert until the end of our lives is our destiny. Believe me, after they die, their souls will definitely go to a better place...Death is not the end, but a new beginning..."

"But, they look like they are in pain... I don't think they want to die..."

"No one is not afraid of death, and I am no exception. However, their death is not without value. They used their lives to exchange for your life. You must live well for them. Do you understand?"

Tajima's earnest words did not seem to have any effect. The child simply turned his eyes away from the two corpses and then walked into the tribe's migrating team.

"Ugh......"

Tajima sighed. He knew that some words were just self-comfort, but he could only say this to the child. Maybe he would understand in the future.

He took off the necklace around his neck that represented the leader's authority and placed it in front of the corpse.

From this moment on, Tajima was no longer a tribal leader, but a survivor who led his people to find a way out.

For this, he was willing to give up everything.

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"How long can the dry food we brought last?"

"Three days."

"...Tell everyone not to touch the dry food that can be stored for a long time. Men should go out with me to look for food every day, and women should protect the elderly and children in the team."

"understood."

"By the way, give priority to ensuring that the child has enough food and clothing. He is the only hope for our group."

"Don't worry, Tajima. As long as we have a bite, we will never let the child go hungry!"

To survive in the desert, especially in the notorious "Sea of ​​Death" on this continent, ensuring food and water is the top priority.

The desert people are accustomed to traveling in the desert. They can even settle in the desert for a long time, but the only thing they cannot do is cross the Mushasar Desert.

Because crossing the desert means passing through the death zone in the center of the desert, any team of experienced travelers would either follow the northern foothills or the southern foothills, passing through the desert along the edge, and no one dared to go through the center.

But they had no choice.

To the west, there is the equally deadly Death Canyon. The outer perimeter is surrounded by a hundred-meter-high cliff, and the only entrance pass requires a detour to the south. Although the Dorok Kingdom's exclusion of desert people is not the most severe among all countries, it is impossible to bring so many people through the pass.

The strategy of taking a detour through the north and south foothills is also difficult to implement, because the natural disaster that destroyed the tribe has not yet dissipated, and many tribes along the way have encountered the same disaster... If they are targeted by more powerful tribes while passing by, or even encounter desert bandits... the current tribe will definitely not be able to survive.

In this way, crossing the uninhabited area in the center of the desert becomes a relatively safe option...

Perhaps there are more resources needed for survival in the central area?

Regardless, it's worth a gamble.

But the decision was ultimately risky, because Tajma had never been deep into the center of the desert and he didn't know what the situation was like there.

......

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. Although the food was not sufficient, it was barely enough to sustain life...

The oasis where the tribe had settled previously had abundant water resources, so the most abundant material in the team was actually water...

But this doesn't make the situation any more optimistic.

Because the marching speed was too slow, the team was still moving slowly in the western part of the desert for several days. According to past experience, at this speed, it might take several months to reach the Kingdom of Faga.

By this calculation, the food and water may not last until then...

"Maybe we need to take some more risks..."

Tajima decided to hunt monsters as a source of food.

There are many kinds of monsters in the desert, and the most numerous are the giant desert scorpions.

This thing has a lot of meat on its body, and it can be eaten after processing, but the only thing you need to pay attention to is... the desert giant scorpion never acts alone.

Once you meet one, you will see a group of them...

If we are not careful, we will be besieged and everyone in the group will suffer...

So, thinking of this, Tajima discussed the matter with his tribesmen that day.

"If we don't do this, the food will never last until we get out of the desert. I won't force you to participate. All decisions are in your hands."

There were quite a few skilled warriors in the tribe who immediately stood up without hesitation and expressed their willingness to follow Tajimagan.

"That's enough. Too many people will make it harder to move. Starting tomorrow, I will lead you guys to hunt the giant scorpions. The rest of the arrangements will remain the same."

......

"What are you thinking about, kid?"

That night, Tajma walked out of the tent and saw Kenny sitting alone on a sand dune looking up at the stars, so she went up to him and asked.

"I wonder how many people will be able to come back alive tomorrow..."

"...As long as I'm here, they can all come back alive."

Tajma said.

"I hope so, good luck..."

"What will you do if we can't come back?" For some reason, Tajima wanted to ask this question to the child.

"...As you said, continue to live on for them..."

"'On their behalf'... What I said that day was not quite accurate... You are not living 'on their behalf'... You need to live with their hopes on your shoulders... This is an important responsibility, heavier than the responsibilities of all of us. For this reason, we are willing to leave all the hope of life to you, child..."

"If you accept all our efforts and end up just living for us... then I think there is no point in giving..."

"You must live at all costs. You must live a respectable life and join the Desert Militia of the Kingdom of Faga. You must engrave the name of your tribe on the roster of the troops forever."

"......I see......"

......

"They're back!"

"...Are there two people missing?"

Two days later, Tajima returned to the team with a load of fruits, but at the cost of the sacrifice of two soldiers.

He did everything he could to minimize the losses.

No one would say anything to him because no one could do it better than him.

Everyone who participated volunteered...and they were all ready for the end.

Such a situation will happen again in the future, and the losses will become greater and greater...

Everyone knew this, but they kept silent.

Tajima also said nothing, but walked up to Kenny and patted him on the shoulder.

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