Alice Tale in Phantasmagoria

When I look up at sunny weather without delusion, I want to cry.

If only the clouds were hanging at all, I could comfort myself.

Ma'am, the sand has been removed from the streets.

"Eh."

"Most of the time, it's a rush."

Walking through a fort on the Wilmington West Border Line, a voice hung from Ilia.

That's a long-awaited report.

"No survivors were involved in the collapse, and the bodies of Republic soldiers were mourned in mass cremation as Wilmington's flush, wartime treatment. Identifiers are scheduled to return the remnants as soon as the wartime conditions have subsided."

"Oh, really..."

"Also, as a result of the examination of the body that had been housed, those who had fallen with their foreheads pierced were sure in Lord Carmel, the enemy general"

"... Really?"

"A blow to the forehead, thank you very much."

Quietly laying her eyes down, Ilia prayed silently to no one.

……

……

The hustle and bustle around me go far.

I have tinnitus.

My heart hurts.

"That's all...?

"… the report is above"

"What about Ame?!? So what happened to Ame?!?

I shaken Ilia's shoulder and stuffed her, then gently self-loathed her.

"Oh, sorry"

"No, ma'am..."

Ilia looked away at first glance.

"Not all the dirt and sand could be removed, based on the 3rd Squad report… we searched its vicinity, but unfortunately… it did not lead to discovery"

"You mean he might be alive!?

"... there is no denying the possibility. But the dirt and sand momentum is strong, and the dirt streams that fill the streets are swallowing up to the forest and flowing down to the river... When this happens, how far are they flowing... The exploration..."

- Substantive, impossible.

I lost my strength in my body.

"Oh, my lady!

In the film, the scene of making a second-class special report to the families of officers and soldiers who had died unemployed daydreamed their brains.

Sinking pain, I'm not talking about anywhere.

What do you look like to Lana... to the orphanage kids...

"At my discretion... Am I - dead?

"It's a theory of results. It's a constant pain to accompany the commander, my lady..."

Indeed, he intervened in the war, even though he knew that there could be consequences like this.

But when I have to get results like this, I'm upset at a funny level with my unprepared nose then.

"But lady, thanks to Lady Ame, Wilmington regained the border and pushed the front back. There are also many people saved."

"Yeah... I know, I know"

I'm standing here right now wanting to protect someone who's powerless to fight.

It is unacceptable to shake your mind to a standing position, even if it can shake your mind.

"- Excuse me! Ma'am, Chief Maid!

Is it for the fire, the maid who jumped in is saluting her with a breath on her shoulder?

"What's going on?

"We have observed a large force of republicans coming over the Aracado Mountains! I don't know the full story... but 30,000 won't come down!

... What's going on?

Did you bring the main unit over here?

Is the kingdom abandoned?

No, that would help the clan...

"Note that we have a messenger coming from the other unit. It was only a requirement, but the 'Virgin' of the Republic wants to see your daughter before the battle! That's it for the report!

"Good luck."

In a polite salute, are you busy? The maid immediately ran down the fort.

"Virgin, are you the Virgin..."

... was he with Libra, that green-haired monastic kid?

"Ilia, is the Virgin of the Republic famous?

"- Never heard of it."

"Huh...?

When I looked at Ilia's face, she was puzzled and put her hand on her cheek.

"I have never heard of the Virgin as a symbol in another country. I know it may have been a festival very recently."

"Is it an idol for the war..."

Did they tailor you to Libra?

So he's here, too?

……

"... the next time I see Libra, I might kill him."

It was an untrue wish.

Turn your heels back and head to the office of the fort.

From his back, Ilia's lonely voice followed him.

"... the lady uses such strong words... no, this is the war, isn't it?"

Even today my chest was screaming, like it was tightened with a bunch of munchies.

When he leans down, he sees a tight chest and carelessly laughs bitterly.

You can't be a woman now, can you?

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Usually, a messenger is a role ready for death.

Embark in a small number of enemy troops during the war.

When a request is jumped, when a thank you is lacking, the life is easily lost.

Doesn't make sense, that's the time of war.

In such an extraordinary world, the Virgin came.

"Good mood, Silver Thunder Elite."

Again, the person who was next to Libra.

Bright green hair with closed eyes.

And a monastic garment that doesn't resemble a battlefield as if to serve God.

"Alice, it's Alice Einshaura, the Virgin."

"My name is Citra von Astaña. Call me Citrus."

"Thank you, Citrus. I'm fine with Alice, too. Ilia, help me put you up to this."

"No, I'm fine, Alice, thank you for your attention."

Mr. Citra, as he was told, didn't hold the hand of a republican attaché either when he came into the room.

I lowered my back to the couch opposite me, as if I could still see it now.

Hmmm...... are you actually seeing it?

"Let's just say magic, I don't have to see the light to figure out the world."

"Really? Wonderful, I apologize for any unnecessary prying."

"No, such. It's also an important step towards solving a misunderstanding with the first person you meet, for me."

Hmm... I can't make a bad impression.

Of course, if you can't keep coming to the messenger and be bad, I'm sure you don't know what you want.

……

But younger than I thought.

Did you say 10-12 when you were old?

My voice still feels cute, too.

... I don't think he's a very knowledgeable person on the battlefield.

"Alice, the truth is, I'm not good at negotiating. So you can only expose it inside your chest and beg for it"

"I see, Mr. Citra. So what kind of wish do you have?

"Yes, I don't want to waste blood. So would you mind dawning this fort?

……

I can't do that.

I'm not even talking about the level, by reason.

"I know you're saying something stupid, but I'd like to ask you a favor."

I just thought that someone who doesn't open their eyes is more difficult to read emotions than a poker face.

Hmm...

"It's inexplicable, I must say."

"... have you touched it?

Well, it was a factual surrender recommendation, right now.

But it's not.

"No, it's not. He says it is inexplicable that your country is being held in Wilmington. It's weird for me to say, but now is a great opportunity to discuss the kingdom. It doesn't make sense to obsess here."

Wilmington is a powerful country.

I know I can't throw it away.

I'm pretty sure I'm exhausted from the previous ambush.

There's nothing wrong with attacking the kingdom first now, and it's a good opportunity to do so.

"To be honest, I don't like warfare (every wacko). I don't have the ambition to occupy the kingdom."

"I see that there are aspects of Citra that you also have no choice in national policy. Guess."

But...

"Even though you hate war, you're here ready to shed blood"

……

Other than a strategic unit if you think about it on the assumption that the other person is not stupid - something.

I have reason to be in Wilmington.

No, rather - here?

This is the West Petra Forest?

Was the Republic looking for something here?

"Again, I don't like negotiating… Alice, I think I gave you unwanted information"

"... citra sama. Would that wish be impossible without occupying the land? I really don't think it's going to work out in battle."

"Yes, yes... you're right... all this"

Country, or...

"You're in a hard position."

"Alice, it's you..."

Negotiations are broken.

That's the kind of air that flows.

No, there was nothing but cracking from the start.

That's about as much as Mr. Citra knew.

"... will you destroy me on this occasion?

"I have trouble getting you to think of me as such a barbarian. There are only circumstances that we can't pull from each other. If the times don't allow you to negotiate, settle it on the battlefield with dignity."

"Dear Alice..."

Mr. Sitra shaded his expression painfully.

"The most powerful wizard of our time, Alice, who inherited his name, I don't think I can win... but in lieu of this life, I will deal with you with the pride of my country"

……

What determination.

Is this the determination of a girl around the age of 10 or so?

The environment nurtures people, I guess this is right.

Am I gonna kill a girl like this?

No, still, there's not a single reason why you can lose.

When I think about Maria and Ame, I don't have any...

"Sitra, you're sad."

"That's the battle, Alice."

The young girl, more grown up than me, quietly thanked her before leaving the fort.

Also, the battle begins...

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Looking at the silver clock in the office, it was about three hours after the Virgin Citra left.

It's always a fortress of strict precautions, but now the air stings enough to sting my skin.

"Ma'am, as instructed, I've given the members of Squad 3 a mission to explore the Great Forest"

"Thank God those kids aren't moving, either."

"Right, I couldn't watch May in particular..."

May is the deputy captain of the energetic 3rd Squad.

At the end of the period, a survivor who saw the moment with the help of Am.

I guess I'm still about to be crushed by my impudence.

... even though that's my fault for giving the order.

"Anyway, now we just have to move. While exploring the Great Forest, you can also find Am. We just have to move, move, move, convince ourselves."

"Really, if you stop, you just think bad things."

"Even in Ilia, is that so?

"You're always trapped in negative thoughts, like me, right?

"Uh-huh. It was really dark in Ilaria when she was in the carriage."

"If you were shining your face in that situation, it would be a special sexuality, young lady"

"Right."

We laugh at each other small.

I just wanted to laugh at the little things right now because it's all dark when I think about what happened earlier.

"What did you think, Virgin?

"I don't understand. Because it's really the nature of reading behind people."

"Well, what's behind what Ilaria thinks?

"Maybe I was wary that you were here to stab me wrong with the lady... but I couldn't particularly feel that bare gesture or behind my words and actions. At least not to me."

"I guess I agree. You didn't smell as frigid as the first time you met Clan."

"Kusu, it's a problem statement, ma'am."

"I can tell you it's hard because of the clan, and it's a little silly."

I hope the clan is well, too.

Hmm?

Speaking of which, Eclair reported the victory, so I told him to stay still already...

Well, that's natural, but somehow it's on Eclair's stomach, hey?

But, right?

Sure, like Lumina from the future had her favorite 'oh dear'?

……

"... Phone"

"Demon Stone! Hey, I got a case I want to contact my clan!

"No, there are no demon stones here that can make long-distance calls to the kingdom..."

"Kuh, I was soaking wet!

Wow, that's a matter of concern, this!

"Would you like a transmission?

"Mm-hmm... fine. Hey, isn't that what you ask people..."

"? Is it Master Left?

The battle, indeed, is sad.

But the future isn't all dark.

If I just leaned over, I wouldn't be sorry for Makina trying to fight and fight and grab the future.

I'm sorry, Mr. Citra.

I'll win.

Because even if you come on your way ready to die, you intercept as dignified as Till.

- Me, too, because a lot of hope has arisen in this world.