"Phew...."

Take a breath and stretch your spine. I was in High Command, among the first strongholds in Level 1 of the Twilight Danger Zone. Various commanders have gathered here to exchange information with their platoons and send commanders from here.

And the overall view can be seen by looking at the images projected on the walls in this room. Projection magic is a kind of light magic, but recently it finally passed the experimental stage and reached the practical stage. I have been involved in this development for a long time, and I am relieved that it can finally be put into practical use.

Currently, the range shown is up to Danger Zone Level 1-3, but in the future, it may be possible to project all of this world. As a matter of principle, I magically transcribed the magic elements I perceived here. I keep updating my information in real time, and even though it's a burden on me, I can't make such a weak sound.

This is a safe place, and we are not fighting for our lives like the warriors on the front lines. As for my feelings, I am willing and prepared to give my life. Still... there was no doubt that this place was safe.

Dear Lianne, I have information from First Platoon.

"Read it."

"There is no change in the village of Elves. However, according to Lieutenant-Colonel Julia Curtis, who is in hiding, I feel that he is perceived."

"... okay. Thank you."

When I receive the information, I write it down in a note I have. This operation cannot fail. For that reason, I try to put all the information together in a note for now. You can decide later whether it will be useful or not. For now, I wanted information.

Different twilight and subhuman presence. What are the elves thinking? I was strangely well informed when I attended that meeting. No... it's too good. I didn't feel uncomfortable swallowing all of this suggestion, but I almost didn't feel like thinking about it.

--Did you predict that you would answer in no time?

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I stared at the paper. I can't think of anything by tapping on a pen. You can talk to the High Commander, the Admiral, but I'd like to put my thoughts together a little more.

I try to take a short break and raise my face. At that time, it was the appearance of the bell on the projected monitor that came into my eyes. I have already parsed and transcribed the Personal Field, the unique domain of each Warlock, onto the monitor. Perhaps a fairly dark spot at dusk, technically, we can capture the position unless we go to level 5.

"... bell, you're working hard too."

To be clear, I would not have been able to get here without Bell. With her support, I was able to wake up as a saint and take command in Operations. I feel a little lonely breaking up with her, who I have always been with, but I think that personal feeling should be suppressed now.

That's how I remember. Tell me how much you met her and how much you gave her.

"Lianne, you can be a saint."

"Because of you, huh?

"Saints are amazing people. It's the key to saving this human being."

Hmm.

I've been told such stories since I was a child. The birth of saints since the Man-Man War. To be precise, a royal family was born that might lead to saints. I've been raised with care. But it wasn't spoiled. I got everything I wanted. But I didn't want anything. Whatever you want, it's an eternal question you still don't know.

And on the other hand, I started education when I was two years old. I can already talk, I can think. I was always told that the boulder was Lady Lianne, but I wondered why she would be praised for doing what was normal.

And at the age of three, I mastered reading and writing, and then I started reading various literature. Why was the world dominated by dusk and what trajectory led to the present borderline city? It was pure intellectual curiosity. My education clerk was already gone. Because I don't need to be taught anymore.

As I learned later, my growth rate seems to be unusual. Some royals thought I was creepy, and others called me a monster. It was at the age of five that I turned such a corner.

Yes, I met Bertina Wright.

"I... need to fight at dusk... and spend the same time with you... I don't have time..."

"... that's clear."

"The other day, a respected... superior officer... died. Because of that hostility... I need to go..."

You know, the superior officer we've been with for over a decade has died. It was also in front of her. I already had it as information. What's more, the look on her face when she came into this room. I don't want to take care of myself. I want to go and fight early in the evening. I found out that such a condition was in my hands. No special abilities are required. Looking at the other person's expression, it was easy to understand.

Afterwards, I told him I saw a future in which Belle would die. This is true. Until I was about 10 years old, I was able to use my vision of the future. Among them, I saw Belle die in the dusk.

Against that background, and even because I needed a dedicated escort, she was the one who was promoted. A young genius who was slightly 24 years old and arrived at a premium versus magician. Said the mightiest swordsman of all mankind. Originally her superior title, but now that he's dead, it's taken over by Bell.

To be clear, I didn't need an escort, but I don't know what I have either. You should stay. But I'm sure she doesn't think much of me. Anyway, you'll soon turn into someone else. That's what I thought.

"Uuuu... uuuuuu... um, my chest..."

"So, are you okay!?

"Because it's the usual thing..."

I suddenly feel a sudden pain in my heart as I walk down the hallway in the royal castle. Pain as if your heart was being crushed directly. Honestly, I'd rather die than keep suffering like this forever. This was intolerable enough to think so.

But it's not something I can't stand. This seizure has appeared many times. According to the doctor, the cause is unknown, but the ability to sleep in me is not yet in my body. It will heal after age. Only that hope was behind me.

After that, I went out to socialize and even studied. I'm sure I could become a soldier in the future. You should keep a certain amount of knowledge in place. I spent the same days with Belle. And Belle got along a little bit. She was impressed to see how hard she was working.

It was as if I had appealed to her to improve her mental state, and I felt like I could say nothing. This is obvious, because someone has to do it.

I really want to make friends of the same age and play. When I left the city, I envied myself knowing that there were such children. But that's no good. As a saint, I have a role to play as a royal...

"Hey, Belle."

"Why... I wonder"

"What do you want Belle to do when he's free from dusk?

"... that's right. I want to climb..."

"Why?"

"Because I want to see the blue sky closest..."

"Yes, that's very good."

"Yes...."

When I saw Belle smiling with a smile, I realised again what I had to do.