"You would understand. Probably..."
"Dorothy."
Eliza's mouth moved before she was told.
Eliza, who was partying, can imagine Dorothy waving the blade. A vicious brave man waving a red saw sword.
"I have found several similar things here. Dorothy hasn't raided, but she may be gathering strength. They were collected together when my unit found the remains of monsters at the end of the desert region."
After Dorothy went missing, Phage had led Dorothy's revenge when he gathered Pecona residents and created a regiment of soldiers, forcing the soldiers to look around.
It was not possible to ascertain who he was, but the short knife of the dragon and the remains of the monster became more evidence than anything else that Dorothy was alive.
Eliza decided to kill Dorothy once and moved on to a new era without doing so.
When I remembered a little anxiety, I got a short sword of a dragon.
"I haven't told Merle yet. I don't think it's the right time."
"I agree. Let's keep this a secret."
"I'm still nailing the soldiers in secret, too. I'll let you know if anything happens again."
"I'll tell you if I know anything about this one, too"
"Oh, it's a new era because of it. I want to eliminate the anxiety element."
"... right"
I felt the darkness wrapped around my reassuring mind again.
Eliza wrinkled between her brows as she grabbed the short knife in her hand. I still have some left to do.
Serving the nostalgia, Eliza pulled the reins and followed the Demon King's Castle.
I was following what I had dreamed of one day.
After Merle looked out the window of a room in the temple of the capital, he laid his hands on the glass to make sure that he was still dreaming about what he looked like in the glass.
I feel cold in my hands wearing white, thin gloves. Merle felt embarrassed and happy about his unfamiliar appearance and his tear glands seemed to loosen.
"You two look good in a wedding dress."
The glass shows me wearing a wedding dress.
I have a town daughter everywhere, a former demon king trying to rule the world, and a figure of myself as a bride before I walked through them.
"Dear Merle, Master Lucille is ready"
A young Sister serving the temple called out.
When the door to the room opens, Lucille in a pure white wedding dress is blushing her cheeks with a shy drop of her gaze.
"Lucille, it's so beautiful"
I couldn't think of any other words. Merle fell in love with the bride in front of him.
Lucille blushing her cheeks. Slowly gazing at her, she says the same word in embarrassment.
There was a bell ringing in the capital.
All that day there was no sound of a tonkaci, and all the seeds of the people who changed their clothes from work clothes to courtesy were gathered in the temple.
Behind the temple, before a giant stained glass, Ramiel asked the two brides.
"Do you swear to love this, to honor this, to comfort this, to help this, and to do all that is in its life, when it is healthy, when it is sick, when it is joyful, when it is sad, when it is rich, when it is poor"
"I swear."
The two brides answered the query at the same time.
When they faced each other, they raised the veil that hung on each other's faces and stared with straight eyes.
The future we talked about one day, the world we dreamed of one day, the reality that came true in front of us.
Lucille's cheeks are filled with tears.
I gently overlaid my lips and closed my eyes.
Walking on the red carpet, the two showed themselves outside the temple.
When the courteous people, the demons and the monsters saw the two brides, they grabbed the petals from the cage they had in their hands and rose to the sky in abundance.
As the colorful petals danced, the two brides walked hand in hand.
Those who weep, those who raise the voice of blessing, those whose tensions are too high to jump, and the people divided between the left and right of the red carpet are blessing the two gatekeepers by exploding their emotions as they wish.
Wrapped in petals and cheers, the two boarded a white carriage pulled by a white horse at the end of the road.
We put the two on without letting go of our connected hands, and the carriage slowly walked out when the door was closed.
Towards the moving carriage, the people dazzled the remaining petals and cast a voice of joy.
Lucille, with her illuminating face, Merle once again overlapped her lips, exploring her future with the bride in front of her.
"Dear Merle, what do you want to do now?
"Right..."
Swinging carriage, two brides to be transported.
Keeping her hands connected, Merle thought about the future of the two of them, and her blurred eyes on tomorrow with no answers, Lucille's smile gently staring at Merle.
End of story