Alice Tale in Phantasmagoria

I got heels from Till and my wounds healed.

When I touched the neck muscle, the wound was completely gone.

... but I can't heal my heart.

No, the clan is more of a victim when it comes to heartbreaks.

No, no, I'm a victim, too, right?

Don't get me wrong here, okay?

The perpetrator is Libra.

The killer, Libra!

It's important, right?

"... not in the middle of a battlefield. careless."

The clan is a little apart and making an angry voice.

That sense of distance damages my heart...

Because when you get close, the clan stares at you!

... I don't like being hated by the clan!

"Neither shall the noble little girl bend her navel forever. It's not charm magic. Think the dog bit you, forget it."

"... I know. But by nature, you can apply the offense of disrespect."

"No disrespect!?

That is not the evil law that can also be called the tyranny of the monarchy that even a disastrous and heavy punishment goes through fine!?

"... No, a crime of disrespect. You can use this."

A clan holding down his neck pointed an evil smile at me.

I don't know what to do, I only have a bad feeling...

"Oh my goodness, thanks to the concubine kingdom, I'm glad no one has to see me out of my mind"

Please don't tell me you're crazy, please.

"It's... more than that! Is it true that a dragon appeared in the king's capital?

"Don't worry, we haven't done any damage to the city outside Guo either. I cleaned everything up."

"Of ice and snow..."

With a complex look, Clan sees Till.

"Well, I'll untie you and send you to the formation. Whatever you want after that."

"... although the trend has been decided, we are still in battle. Can't you help me?

"Speak fool... such a slaughter is no longer a stirrup"

Till laughs lonely.

"But -!"

"Clan! Please don't push me to Till!

"No, I don't mean to... No, you're right. Now the Devil's Sword will let you go."

Clan mocks herself with his hands powerless over the Rapier pattern he raises on his hips.

"Kufu, the immature one is the same as this one"

"Wow."

I got punched in the back economically.

It hurts......

"But I expect somewhat from the Lord... granddaughter of Romus. Why don't you let me give it a little bit of a better world?

"Ice and Snow Witch......"

"Come on, let's go"

When Till rings his finger, the domed ice junction crumbles and disappears.

At the same time, they prepare ice scaffolding for me and Clan.

Get on with it and run up into the sky.

Till's magic is really amazing.

I admire it.

- Thank you very much.

Till took the word with a small smile.

Now we have a vision for Austia's rebellion.

Later...

Shortly after Till took him, he arrived at a formation of strongholds in the hills.

The soldiers of the formation boiled down to the safety of Kranseska and the superiority of the battle.

The clan just notified such a soldier not to be alarmed until the end, and began to check the overall situation while he was away.

"... don't smell it, it's Alice"

"I know, Till. Trust me."

"Hmm, okay. The concubine's gone now."

"Yes, thank you. After all, you can't be without Till, me."

Master who is lazy, human disbelief, and can't even see a piece of motivation, but I still love Till.

I love that root part.

"I'll always have trouble getting my concubine to rely on me."

"I'm still counting on you for saying that."

"Kufu, the cute one...... bye"

Finally, laughing, Till ran again into the sky toward the king's capital.

Wow, what about Till?

You don't need a horse, you say you're alone.

I can't do the sky, but I think I can run the earth.

Of course.

"Lady... you're safe and above all"

"Mr. Alice! Good for you......"

Shortly after dropping off Till, Ilia and Cyra came over from the tent.

They're both wearing white aprons like the health guards are wearing.

- Plus, that apron has blood on it.

"That's just right..."

"Cyra said," I can't help it. "

"I can't fight, but I wanted to at least try to save someone..."

Cyra......

How sweet of her.

The job of a health guard shouldn't be easy.

Do what you can in the nasal cry of soldiers with various injuries, large and small.

It's easy to say, but I can easily imagine that the scene is harsh.

Not that anyone can do it.

"Well done"

Touch Cyra's head.

Plus, I shake my head sideways like Cyra panicked.

"It was Alice and the soldiers who fought on the front lines who worked hard..."

"No, victory is at hand because everyone on the front line and in the rear guard is working equally hard. So Cyra says she's been working very hard, many times."

The battle itself may not have been praised.

But this fight is a necessary one.

Clan's right, there's no way you can succumb to terrorism.

"... Alice has always recognized me and my heart is so warm... Ah! Hey, not if you're crying! Still, there must be something I can do too!

Saying so, Cyra rushed back into the tent.

Cyra......

I'm sure Cyra's behavior like that will reach the hearts and minds of all human beings.

I'm sure.

"Lady..."

"The white dragon has retreated, but I didn't kill him, Ilia."

Ilaria took off the apron and approached me to hold back.

"I... may still have been untrained. I don't have anywhere else to go..."

"Oh, no? Ilia's place of return is by my side. So dissatisfied?"

Ilia rounded her eyes.

That's a less visible look.

"- The lady, she's a sinner. Let your parents and brothers stand up to each other. I'll make you feel that way."

"Actually, if that happens, I'll stop it."

"Hehe, I need to be strong, too. You can't lose to your sister."

Mr. Zion?

But I don't think Mr. Theon would kill an old man, would he?

When that situation comes... right.

It's not a life exchange, it's going to talk to each other with fists.

...... hmm?

That's funny, if you imagine, all I can think of is the picture of an old man being beaten unilaterally.

Buddha, old man!

- Piiiiiiiiii.

A siren sounded suddenly.

What that means is - danger is imminent.

The formation, which was boiling at the victory's present, was simultaneously under tension.

"... you're here"

"Then lady, I am beside Mr. Cyra"

"Yeah, please."

I'll drop off Ilaria, then I'll look out for the one with the siren.

The guards are fighting something - but it will be only a matter of time before they are broken through.

That's a funny story.

I don't think Kranseska would allocate the defensemen wrong.

I don't even think it's going to be an easy placement to close the danger.

But she left the formation once.

The man in command there...

"I wonder why all these bitter things happen..."

Turn your foot to the edge of the hill where Kranseska is.

I feel that there is only one future in the world that can be centered with a high probability.

Really - just a bad feeling, it hits me a lot.

"What do you mean... by that, Pal?

"Princess, this formation has been completely besieged. It's our loss. Honorable self-harm."

Everywhere a clear voice butler feels ridiculously empty.

I stand beside the clan, passing by in dignity.

"Alice......"

Clan has the face that he can't grasp the situation.

No... maybe the clan knows.

I just don't want to admit it.

Even I might not think of anything if Ilia told me... that she betrayed me.

Then it's not my mental strength that supports my current clan, it's my role.

"Did Libra even instigate you, Deacon?"

"It doesn't matter, silver thunder elf. This is our grief. Overthrow of kingdom, deference to republic. So this ridiculous war is over."

I'm no longer willing to hide anything, is that why?

The clan looks pale.

Perhaps you can use the Devil's Sword in your current clan.

"... personally, I've been doing a little research. A wealthy house that was buying battle slaves for the Beasts - not Austia, not Sacramento. Deacon of Wilmington, it's you, isn't it, Parsius?"

Screaming from all over the formation.

Perhaps it was the Beast Clan who attacked us.

To my words, the butler doesn't change a single complexion.

"Sniping at the hotel, that wasn't aimed at me either, you aimed at the clan? You and I approached the window once, you saw each other, didn't you? Daimyo, you told him to finish me and the clan in a row from the window, didn't you?

"I admire you, silver thunder elf. Seems to turn my head more than I thought."

Pull out the sabel raised on your hips by the butler.

The clan doesn't move.

Crack in between the butler and the clan so as to shelter her on her back.

"I suspected it because I saw him in the alley."

With that good man.

I didn't think of anything in particular then.

Because that honorable man himself had no special significance.

But - when I found out who it was in the King's capital revolt, I felt the meaning connected.

"You're the Beast Clan."

"Huh?"

Kranseska looks surprised.

And keep an eye on that head.

There is no 'ear' specific to the Beastman tribe.

No -

"As you can see, I have no ears - I've been crushed by torture."

"-!"

Kranseska's complexion gets visibly worse.

I really... can't be saved.

"I understand all the words in lip reading. Because I have no sound. I'm not even sure what I'm saying."

"I think you speak very well, Deacon."

"I'm afraid, silver thunderbolt."

If that's why, I already asked that good guy.

I guess you're right.

Reasons to fight 'em'.

My chest is scratched 27615; by the screams of non-combatants heard from all over the formation.

"Still... you think this is allowed!?

To assassinate, to fan, to deceive.

This is not even a fight!!

"You have trouble expecting morality. This is a mirror return. The arrogant human attitude is just being returned."

I know what you're trying to say.

I can understand what you're trying to do.

But even if we can follow the kingdom in this way, all that remains of its people is hatred.

The hatred of the occupied people can't go away so easily.

Even the history of "The World Beyond" proves that…

"Now retreat, silver thunder elf. I'd like you to excuse the princess with my hand."

"Pal......"

Princess, huh?

Hate is never the only thing in the eye to see this butler's clan.

"- That's what happened, sister. Don't go wild, okay?

"... you're a lot of people"

Yoshio puts his long sword on his shoulder and comes closer.

Was the battle itself alive in this dominance?

Or were you lurking for this operation?

Either way, it's not a busy one.

"Come on, if you don't want non-combatants killed for nothing, you have to make a decision, princess, right?

Like intimidating, Yu Man lets his long sword play with his shoulder-guarded shoulders.

"The rest..."

In the back hand, look for and shake the hand of the clan.

My hands are cold.

I gripped it so hard that the heat came in.

"- Still, the rest won't give you your life easily."

Well said, Clan!!

"I don't mind. Then I'll kill you."

Yoshio's stepping in to cut me off.

As always, fast.

Deacon is also seamlessly aiming with a sabel from the side.

Clan hasn't even pulled out his sword.

I'm the only one who can't bring the two of us to justice.

- But!!

"Am!!

- Then I'll shoot you.

Sending instructions through the Demon Stone gave immediate results.

"Become!!

"Come on!"

Two consecutive shots of lightning arrows from the sky.

its accuracy.

There was almost no distance between me and the clan. That's impossible.

Genius technique like putting a hole in a needle like that.

"This, is..."

He fell on the spot and looked like a butler had thought of it.

"Yes, you know it well, don't you? That kid's skill."

Um, the sniper's arm, right?

"Didn't he die...?

"Strictly, I was hiding it."

This is all the errands I was asking for from Ilia.

"... Ouch, sister. Seriously, dude."

Thunder arrows that Cyra made for me.

Sniper equipped with it - a shot of Ame.

A good man fell down with a paralysis that pierced his body, groaning.

"-But!!

"Become!"

Soon, instead of eyeballing the dirt I was gripping, Yu Man throws me and accidentally shelters my face with his arms.

Really shiny, shiny!

- That moment.

I immediately wrapped the thunder around my body and prepared to bounce the slaughter back with repellence, but - Shit!!

Yoshio passed by my side.

Fast!

That's the fastest you've ever had!?

Ame can't even just go for it!

Aim...!

"No, no, no, no, no!

The one who jumped out in front of the clan - Cyra!!

Only one person reacted so much that I wondered if I had predicted this situation.

Can I say that Cyra's movements now are divine?

It's an unthinkable reaction from very qualities.

Here we are, no longer just dropping off the situation.

Cyra, who threw her body out in front of the clan, spreads her arms and tries to take the long sword of a good man.

No matter how godly you are, there's no way Cyra can take that one!

There's no way that good guy would wave a thousand odds on a stick to this extent!

Cyra!!

"Huh -?"

I was surprised the other way around by the sight of Cyra being truncated.

"-"

That good man was forcing his teeth to stop the long sword he tried to shake off.

"- Guru..."

No - there was a dagger poking at that belly.

- I'll give them back what they did.

"Mr. Salt!

A black scumbag, apparently in formation, was throwing one dagger.

"Is… at the time of the payment of the annual contribution…"

A good man snarls and collapses like he mocks himself.

"Oh, oh..."

Seeing the sight, I shook my feet so much that Cyra could not stand.

A good man who saw it with his vain eyes smiles jokingly.

"You don't have to... make a mistake, you don't have to regret..."

Yu man threw up blood.

The wound is deep.

- It would be fatal.

"Looks like we got around to a good person... heh, good, heh..."

I had eyes for a good man.

My chest is strangely tightened, recalling Ruffin's drinking comparison in the city.

Young man made his smile deeper.

Put on a kizzy wink.

For some reason - I felt like Cyra had been entrusted with it.

... just stopped because the blackcrumb attack hit you?

I don't think so.

"... is fucked up, I don't know where. Not on the battlefield - I can't believe you passed away in front of, hey..."

With a calm face - a good man fell asleep.

And still trembling, on Cyra's shoulder, Clan laid his hand.

Gently stroking Cyra's shoulder as she jumped, Clan stepped forward as she did.

"- Parsius, are you ready?

"- For some reason, it feels quite sunny, Princess."

I guess I don't have more strength than a good man.

A butler, still lying on the ground by a single shot of Ame, replied with serenity, as if the possession had fallen.

"Yes, I've known you a long time, Pal."

"It's an unbearable word. When I first met the princess, I was just a vagrant."

"Ever since then, I've been trying to kill the rest?

"- Yes, but that doesn't mean I'm a princess. Someone in power."

"Did you kill your father and mother?

"No, but... one day I might have done it"

"Why didn't you kill the rest before?

"With Lord Maria here, I couldn't help it. There's nothing I can do if it's not where her eyes are off."

"So now is the time to stay in Wangdu"

Kranseska pulled out the Devil's Sword.

"- Is there anything left to say?

To the words, the butler turned his eyes to his fellow sleepers next door - and then saw Cyra.

"Have mercy on your compatriots."

I wasn't the in-laws I could tell you - and the butler mocked himself and muttered.

To the words, Kranseska nodded sincerely everywhere.

"This chain of hatred shall be cut off with your life, Parsius. Nothing more discriminates against your brethren."

"- I extend my greatest gratitude to His Royal Highness the Great Princess of the Principality"

To a gently laughing butler, Kranseska pierced the Devil's Sword -