"The noise is not limited to this room..."

Anastasia walked around the room, which was not an exaggeration to say that all the scum was now in place.

Midgard's lab remained when he was to leave the royal palace as an employee of the Demonic Crystal Institute of Technology. Such a feeling is born in Midgard, as if the past a few decades ago had been discovered ice pickled.

I don't see why.

Normally, even without Midgard's permission, it was possible to remove and dispose of these jerks, and that's what we should do. Though the Holy Royal Palace is originally a royal human being and is more blood related to the royal family than it used to be, it is not a good place for us to use it in our faces by the Wahram family, who are not even heirs to it.

Then why, when it comes to Midgard being allowed to have a self-proclaimed laboratory within the royal palace, is because Rubeles gave it to me.

When he's in a saved room as he leaves, he doesn't have to be flabbergasted because the memories of the past that he should have been trying not to look at are something that brings back light.

As for Midgard, many of the memories that he has sealed as not remembering again are rapidly unleashed, perhaps by a room that remains preserved by Anastasia's intentions. That is undoubtedly the result, first and foremost, of a restraint on transcribing even humanity into the Demonic Crystal doll.

If I had just kept it to transplant my personality and memory, I wouldn't have been trapped by this feeling and would have been able to continue playing others against Anastasia as well.

I would have been able to continue to stay in Mina-Kanju, and in that case, Anastasia, would not have recognized him as Midgard?

"How... did you find out?

Midgard finally asked. That was the best question I could ask. How did you know you were Midgard? That was ultimately also the ultimate question.

At present, Midgard is only visible and fruitful to young people in their twenties, even when quoted high. There was resistance to resembling not only myself, but also the bodies of the Demon Crystal puppets in which a number of Demon Crystal technicians, researchers and developers were involved, creating the bodies of young people, not old men.

In other words, although it was not impossible to create an old man's body either.

"I get it. 'Cause I'm the only one I ever loved."

Anastasia stared straight at this one and assured her.

Midgard couldn't say anything back. However, as I stare back, I notice the condition of the nucleus of the heart reacting so that the heartbeat sounds loud, and I get confused. Weaknesses caused by the confinement to humanity are no longer emerging.

"I knew right away that you were forcing yourself to play someone else. Okay, but I couldn't. There's no way, is there? Who's going to believe you're Midgard?"

Anastasia laughs so that she can open up somewhere. Even though she is the queen and has become the greatest power in this country, no one will believe her such statement. This figure now is far from the well-known Midgard-Waharam.

Midgard is an old man in his fifties.

"I'm the only one who knows."

There seemed to be a certain complacency in the words.

"Woman's Question..."

"Not really."

With a little peeling, she approaches. While walking indoors scattered with jerks, the gesture seems to be that of the young lady herself rather than that of the queen. Instead of being relaxed, everything was light.

Not only Midgard, but even she was put in a room where this past was sealed, and she came back to herself at the time.

I don't feel that way, I don't.

And that's not necessarily a good thing.

At the time - that is, about thirty years ago now. The time when she was just a knight from the Hastalons. Midgard, with the permission of Prince Rubeles, who was also his best friend, was drawn to the laboratory he had set up within the Palace of the Holy King and was immersed in research. I remember it was like Anastasia's routine to show up in such a lab to tease me and give me a little light.

"That I still only like you."

"Your Highness..."

"Stop it. It's just the two of us."

Anastasia goes on in a cheerful tone, unchanged in phase.

"He says His Majesty has just died, but is asked to do so..."

"If it's ten years from now, if it's twenty years from now, will you be forgiven? There's no way, is there? Years from now, the queen and the queen will not be allowed to work infidelity."

"If that's what you know."

"Even if you change your appearance, your mind stays the same, Mido"

She said she was relieved somewhere, but she just said it was a shame. The complex mind had extra to guess.

The same is true of Midgard. While I rejoice that Anastasia remains old, I also suffer. For one thing, if my personality as queen had taken the lead, I could have kept sealing my feelings for her.

"... so I'm in trouble"

Trouble? What?

"Against the fact that I still love you."

"... mid"

Anastasia looked full of surprises.

"I liked you. Probably from the beginning. From the beginning, I always liked it. Not because she's a lady in the Hastaron family, but because it's you, I liked her."

When they were hearty, they were on their side.

The Wahharams are also famous houses of the Martial Gate of the Holy King, which line the Hastaron family. All are counted among the four most famous houses who are not only producing knights for generations, but are also allowed to serve as generals.

Anastasia, born as a housemaid of the Hastalons, however, had a strong refusal to be raised as a lady. Because he was born in the lineage of Takeshi, he inherited his blood in colour, and the people around him said. She was a kind of person who was victorious, fought fast and could get her hands on it before her mouth, pushed off the opposites around her and encouraged the knights to train as much as possible.

Meanwhile, Midgard was possessed by the fascination of Demonic Crystal technology while being born into the Wahharam family, the same martial arts lineage. Ever since I was a kid, I've had plenty of magic crystal technology to make models of magic crystal weapons, fantasize about magic crystal weapons, and my father and mother are so full of them that I give up.

I guess the biggest thing that such a relationship between the two couldn't stay away from their childhood was because the two houses were next door to each other.

If each other's houses were far apart, wouldn't there have been anything like Midgard admiring Anastasia or Anastasia behaving comfortably towards Midgard?

Being together for a long time made the relationship between the two feel cheap.

It was about Midgard who supported Anastasia for a rare female knight in the Holy Kingdom, but it was also about Anastasia who supported Midgard for a Demonic Crystal Technician. It was no exaggeration to take each other and be the only one who understood.

Rubeles, who prepared a laboratory for me at the St. Royal Palace, was not a Midgard understander. Rather, there is even a verse that was trying to make Midgard give up his dreams.

I guess Rubeles was a realist and was trying to make Midgard focus on his original role by showing him reality.