Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Gabriella and Elena head to the altar, kneel down and put their hands in front of them. Everyone who participates in the ritual takes the same position behind the two - offering prayers for peace.

Gabriella and Elena's chant sounds the same word for word and spreads to the ritual venue. That's the result of Gabriella's insistence that she is sorry to be alone, aside from Elena, the true witch who has returned over the years.

Elena was also taught a chant during the ritual by Gabriella, who apparently remembered the contents in half a day. Instead, we're talking about just checking the changes and fixing there.

Pledges for peace in the first half, little change in the part of the wish. They have been altered to the form that the second half is gone and the chant loops.... as long as the magic formation is the minimum it starts, it was altered to make no more sense.

If it is the original ritual, renew your thoughts of peace and preserve the bondage left behind. That's what they continued to say. Gabriella's grandmother was also asked if something strange had happened after the first ritual. Although the ritual did not make sense because in the beginning it was still before the Queen of the First Ancestors changed her reaction.

- Peace. Prayer for peace. Consider that purpose, which left the ritual, and pray.

To settle into the shape of the world today… there was a history of many battles and misery.

Ancient battle. Moon unrest. The birth of a demon. Still, the world goes on, and the causes from the past connect to this day and age.

But the reason I fight... it's not that big of a deal to bear that kind of history.

I can still remember clearly. Mother fought, what happened on that snowy day... that's all because I don't want to do anything like that anymore.

The tranquillity around you, the people you care about. I can't stand being swayed around at the convenience of people I don't understand and being broken. That's how I unexpectedly gained strength and kept running.

When the Queen of the Original Ancestors... with what thoughts did she build her country, trying to keep her memories of the past? I don't know that. You won't be able to tell that determination lightly. I don't know if it's my thoughts or my actions so far.

But even if the shape, method, and reason were different, I don't think I'd like the people who put their hands together in Beschmerck to be unreasonably hurt. I'm here for my reasons. But if you think we can help each other, can you help us?

Many memories cross the back of my brain, summing up my thoughts in it. As I call it toward the Queen of the First Fathers.

The magic team shines strong. Strengthen everyone's prayers and spread them throughout the ritual venue.

It was then that a different change was created in the magic around us. I feel something like a twist of magic pouring in that slightly differs in nature from what was originally on this occasion. The magic is similar to that of the Spirit...

"What, is it? Sounds so nostalgic...... warm. I feel that way..."

Elena says that and looks up. The chant of prayer was interrupted, but the power of prayer surrounding the ceremonial venue, the glow, will not fade.

"I can see the color of my emotions... Sounds happy, but somewhere sad..."

Avril looked up at the hollow and said. I get the impression that shaky shadows - of spirits who cannot manifest themselves in this world because they are dividing their power into something else. Still, the power full of ritual venues seems to augment the power of the queen-like shadow of the original ancestors.

"I or... this child's ability to draw into sleep or create a world of dreams - may help you. Avril can see emotions. If you can give me a shot, I want you to give me a signal."

Euphemia, with Horn, appeals to the shaking shadow.

As for the original form of the ritual, it seems that the witch princess can dream of her past memories by falling asleep as she is, So I was thinking if I could call in Avril's abilities or assist the Queen of the First Ancestors with the power of Horn and Euphemia.

"He said he'd try."

Avril says. The power full of ritual venues shakes, surrounding Avril and Euphemia and Horn. Avril and Euphemia. Then he touches the horn and integrates his forces with circulating smell. Another force mixed with that...

Eventually, a feeling similar to comfortable drowsiness arrived. I was lightly drawn to the world of dreams. For a moment, I wondered if I was surrounded by darkness, and another landscape spread from one point to another... Everyone who was in the ritual hall stood somewhere else.

A world in which Euphemia and Horn created the consciousness of the Queen of the Originals into the nucleus.

Dark skies, sumptuous in swarms of blue and purple with no sun, moon or stars.

Even so, the surroundings are surrounded by phosphorescence, and the outlook is not bad. Castles and exterior walls that collapsed far away. Peek from it, decaying streets. The discolored earth, the strange colors and shapes of grass that grow from it. Blurry, glowing, forested with crystal columns. Fantastic yet heterogeneous landscape everywhere.

"Oh, this is-"

"Demon Realm..."

Elena keeps saying things when Gabriella squeaks around, because we both know the demonic landscape.

When you look into the sky, the swirl becomes thicker - and you get the entity.

Burning red, long hair waves. eyes that make you feel the strength of your will. Wearing a treasure crown, he held Wang Tin - this is the queen of his original ancestors.

The queen who manifests herself in the air slowly descends and lands from her toenails without sound. He held or opened his own hand that materialized and looked at it with a look that seemed emotional or strange, but eventually he spoke out.

"- Hmm. Since when does it feel like you have a body like this? Then you have the strength to support you, so you can still show your concubine and change your words."

That's what I said, I smiled. The grand atmosphere goes hand in hand with the approachable personality… I have the impression of being a female jewel when I think of it in conjunction with the fact that it was binding the people in such an environment.

"The concubine is called Parteniara, the first queen of the Kingdom of Beshmerk. Their prayers, their thoughts. I did receive it. Ask those who bear such sins as concubines to entrust so much hope... no words"

Queen of the First Ancestors - Parteniara, when she names her name, closes her eyes and hands around her chest. There is a glow in his hand. Does that mean we received our thoughts and prayers as a force?

"Oh. This is better..."

"I kept an eye on you throughout the ritual..."

Elena and Gabriella told me to whine.

Parteniara did that for a little while, but when she looked up, she looked at both of them and walked over. Elena and the others, throughout the ritual, were the ones who saw and felt thin in their memory. I mean, it's emotional, or I guess there's a lot to think about. That's how the queen... took their hands without hesitation.

"Then... the engraved witch princesses. Then the concubine won't be able to bear a hard fate... sorry."

"No. Your Majesty... Just those words… will reward you"

"I'm a phony too... said I was an engraved witch princess..."

"Elmentrud threw everything at me and stood up to me to protect the seal with Baskar and his concubine. Gabriella responded to my call and thus connected my hopes. Then it is the praise of Beshmerk, and the pride of all who will be with my son."

That's what I say. Hold them tight.

"I don't have a body - it's your word."

"Your Majesty..."

That was how they stroked their hair for a little while, but the queen moved away gently and turned to this side.

"I have to apologize to them. I received my thoughts through prayer… but as the one who lived at the time, I was powerless and unable to avoid ruin. Lots of lives were lost, driving the lives of many crazy. I'm sorry."

Turn your gaze to that word, to everyone. Everyone looks at me and nods, and I nod back, too. That's how I turn back to Parteniara.

"That's... different. Because His Majesty didn't want it. Thierra - I told another acquaintance the same thing, if His Majesty does not stand up to it. Even then, if you haven't supported Beschmerck from behind. The world would have been different now."

"... right. This is what the world is doing right now, as a result of all of us joining forces. I also took a long time, but I was able to reach out to irreplaceable people. So... I don't feel like blaming you for the past."

Claudia takes my word for it and leaves a step forward.

Oh, you're right. Two people born in the same era, is that what this means? Claudia, who had a serious look on her face, smiles softly all the time, offering her hand against Parteniara.

"It's Claudia-Suastras. We've been a long way... but... yeah. Come on, isn't it time to settle this formally?

"That's... oh. Great idea. The concubine is no different."

Say so. Claudia and Parteniara shook hands firmly.