The date and time of Serena's visit to Cedric is always set. Once a week, it's the middle of the night when the Imperial Castle is quiet. The road to the west tower, the place of incarceration, is surprisingly empty.
When did you realize that that was the only time you had been missed that day?
I sighed. The path is quiet enough to blink out those who come into contact with the Second Prince, and always delays things.
In the future, for example, or in a bad direction.
(That second prince, you really don't want to be an emperor anymore... how long should we do this job?)
It's important to pull it off.
Not at all happy, Serena is now seen as user-friendly by the next emperor, Irene. You can't miss seeing when you can choose how to shake yourself.
Irene, however, is the person who knocked Serena off into this situation.
It was a good idea to keep working underneath. I am still angry that it is still being used as a good idea.
But sometimes I wonder if it's the tide.
It is a realistic discernment of my limits that it will be so far, and I give up. Grab the middle man inside, not up or down, while you're young, and live quite a life. Most women laugh that it's happiness, but the majority are just comforting. If I had more money, time, all that ability, the environment, and still asked if I had chosen the man, there probably wouldn't be a snorting woman or something.
(But that woman might snort)
It's ironic that the woman you hate the most has the way of life that you admire the most. Besides, that samurai you're holding onto that woman might still nod that the man is good.
Extend your fingers to the tip of your hair that has been cut over your shoulders. After it got shorter, I got the habit of doing that to make sure it was the length.
The truth is, I didn't have to go this far. Only part of it got shorter, and there were ways to hide and stretch it well. But I'm sorry and seriously apologize. Some idiot was so flattered, I cut him clean in front of me.
(That time, that face)
I remember the look on my face like I saw the end of the world, and I erupt by myself. If you liked a woman with long hair, you'd be fine. Augusto, who was so shocked, scattered about "make friends" and "don't be evil," has just recently stopped being tight here. I look at you a lot when I say something, but that's all.
In the meantime, when I thought I'd finally talked to him, he told me it was a beautiful day. When I stunned silently with cold eyes that what I was going to tell the woman in my arms was that, I went home awesome.
I thought I could do it, but he was mistaken. It would be a big mistake to think this one would be sweet after a little hard work.
Is it what you think it will be? - Strangely, when I think about Augusto, I can get my feelings back on track. I tried to be liked by that man, I felt miserable, and I ate my teeth wondering if I would ever think the same thing again, remember that.
Grab it. It's not to be chosen. Choose. Your future, yourself.
"Dear Serena Gilbert,"
I was told the name of the Earl's house, which nobody calls anymore, and I stopped.
Candlestick candles illuminate the back of a long cobblestone corridor. It's a woman. - A candidate left out of Eileen's trap in a queen's exam that is now making a scene in the empire of Hermeia.
To the next Queen Housel, the closest girl.
"Dear Grace Dulk,"
"Do you know me?
"- That's, yeah. I am a servant who works for the Imperial Castle. I have been offered to be Lord Claude's concubine candidate."
When I replied without difficulty, the woman who had come so close frowned. The shadows are thick and I don't see any fine movements, but I feel pity.
"I can't believe the lady from Count Jilbert's house said that..."
Why does this woman know Serena was born?
It may not be that hard to find out, but it was creepy that I did. No wonder you grasp the Ashtart case that made Mirchetta noisy, but if so, why talk to yourself about it?
"No - you just had to talk about the past. In fact, Her Majesty the Queen has sent you a message."
"Queen... Your Majesty... of Queen Housel?
"Yeah. In anticipation of your powers"
No, it was Ashmail's case that I looked into.
So intuitive and softened.
Look at that, Grace frowns sadly.
"It's natural to be vigilant. But we are not your enemies. I just want to welcome you in. To Queen Housel."
"What? What are you talking about?
I forgot my position as a servant and said back to the story without clapping.
But they don't seem uncomfortable, so keep talking.
"Its ability to amplify the power of your others. Brings a great future to everyone if used correctly. Exactly what you would call a Virgin. If you want, you can also be a queen candidate. Her Majesty thinks you are well qualified to be a queen."
"... the queen. You've got to be kidding me. I've never been to Queen Housel."
"It doesn't matter if you're from or born. It's the heart that loves the world that matters."
"You want to be queen, don't you? But it doesn't matter what you think about calling me out and purposefully increasing your competition."
"No. I don't want to be queen. That's what fate does."
Shut up. That's what I think, but my legs didn't move off the spot.
"And even if you can't be queen, a queen's aide will be chosen from among the candidates. If I could be queen, I'd choose you as my assistant. That's what I'm asking."
……
"Of course, it's not impossible. But... I'm sure you'll find it harder to live alone from now on."
"What do you mean?"
Questioning it in a dry voice, Grace looked painful.
"There's going to be a lot of people who force your power but want it, and they're going to show up. It's only a matter of time now. Well, if they knew that body fluids alone could be expected to work - I don't want to say it, but you can imagine what it would look like, right?
……
"Even if I kill you, there will come a raw man who wants to disappear. At that time, I don't think there's an environment here that can protect you. Being that strengthens the power of demons can also be seen as dangerous and erased. Or... Is there anything untrained here?
"I can't believe I'm untrained..."
As I was mumbling, Grace took my hand gently.
That's how I feel, like somehow they stole something from me.
"... oh, I knew it. Your not right now."
"What are you talking about?"
"You were supposed to be the Virgin of salvation, bewitched by the Virgin of the Holy Sword, saving Mircetta from the demons of the half demon"
Breathtaking.
"I was bound to him who would be the Holy Knight, to reclaim the Count Gilbert family from my uncle's family, and I was supposed to be happy"
It's - I dreamed of it once, the best future.
"It's okay. We can still make it. Now it's time to make the right choice for him."
His colored eyes were full of certainty. Like Eileen and Lilia, it's the eyes that see the future.
(Speaking of which, Queen Housel, I heard that the queen of the kingdom sees a future or something... but this guy's still a queen candidate, isn't he?
But the choice always comes from a place I never thought I would. And if I don't grab it then, I'll miss it.
Besides, this woman in front of me is not just a queen candidate. That was Serena's intuition to have seen Eileen and Lilia.
"... what do you want me to do"
Dust and Grace laugh. A familiar smile.
"Let's save Sarah of the Kingdom of Ashmeil first."
"... Sarah, is she not the daughter of God?
"She won't be there, etc. Definitely, I'm God's daughter. Fate has just been screwed. And let's kill the demon king. To lead us to the right fate."
Even though it's a gentle tone, there's a cold sweat on my spine why. It was mean that I managed to laugh back just one cheek.
"Kill the Demon King? We're going to war with the empire of Hermeia."
"Don't worry. Soon this country will be gone."
The demon king will be a demon, the woman said.
"It's okay. Claude Jeanne Hermeia's fate is moving correctly. It is a testament to your rejection of me. Heh, yeah. It's the right fate not to choose Grace Dulk."
Wouldn't it be strange to talk about the Queen's exam? But the woman's face was distracted by no more joy.
"The curse is no more right, tying the Demon King. The Demon King awakens again, when he will understand his destiny. Celebrating the Maiden of the Holy Sword made this country, at the Founding Festival"
Two, the overlapping shadow thickens as it is loosened by the candle.
In the meantime, they grabbed my hand and I couldn't move anymore.
"Come on, let's grab the right future. The hero chosen by the daughter of God becomes the king of God, and a holy knight is born who has earned your love, in a world where the maiden of the holy sword kills the demon king. We can do it."
I won't be able to go back, on the clock tower. Yes, the woman said.
So I can't go any further.