Inside Vega's room —— it was also directly next to where Vega could take both a bed and a coffin to sleep ——

"... who is it?

—— and was one woman who now asks something about Catalina, who was supposed to be a celebrity among the royal castles. It should be noted that the rose seedlings that were on the spot had not yet flowered, so Vega herself was awake and up.

Catalina, on the other hand, didn't seem to know who or what they were going to do. However, in her case, she seemed to feel an atmosphere somewhat similar to that of a woman.

"Mr. Waltz... Isn't...?

Although the length and height of the hair and even the outfit were as different as they were, from Catalina's point of view, the woman there seemed to have the same atmosphere as Waltz. Catalina can only tell what exactly resembles waltz, but perhaps around the whiteness of that hair, she felt something. Nevertheless, it also seemed for a moment that Catalina's mistake was to the point of fitting right in.

It's just...

Now vice versa, that ”white woman” said something like this when she saw about Catalina not responding to her own query and what she mistook.

"Are you... Vixen?!

"... are you Mr. Vixen again..." Ila

and the moment I heard that name, Catalina frowned. Even before, to Catalina, who has been told by various people that she resembles the vixen of the ancient demon king, the name seems to have had enough effect to make her grumpy. Well, if you go first and tell me you look like someone else you don't know, wouldn't it be impossible to get disoriented step by step?

"... no. I'm Catalina. I'm just a town doctor. It has nothing to do with people like Vixen."

Listen to that word--

…………

—— But for some reason, a woman who thinks.

Then she speaks to Catalina like this about what she thought.

"Hmm... I see... Then the rest of the name should be called this in the future. —— Nike, and"

"Niketo......?

"No, I don't want” t "..."

"Mr. Nike... Far (...) Y (...) Country (...)" Is that the name of the ”goddess” that appears in the fairy tale of... That's a big name. "

"Hmm... you still know what the name means..."

"Ah... (This guy might be a little awkward...)"

... Nike. That is the name of a goddess who appears in some myth on Earth. Catalina knew the name and meaning of the Waltz because she had been told to some extent about the mythology of the earth, but for those who lived in this world, it was a knowledge that was not normally possible to know.

In other words, the woman who named herself "Nike” has contacts with more or less people of Earth origin, which leads to the concern that Eraser legally has something to do with the Kingdom of Ecclesia, which is summoning people from Earth... By the time she heard her words, Catalina seemed to have thought about the worst developments. In other words —— in this country and in this castle, the Ecclesiastical interveners may be confused, planning to do something.

However, luckily, for this time only, it seems to have been an exceptional event.

"It's a name that people used to give me. Usually no one calls the rest of the name, and almost no one knows it, so they don't use it first... If they (then) don't have a name to call the rest, it's good to call the rest Nike in the future.... No, I like it?

"Ha..."

Catalina thought about how she reacted to the suspicious woman Nike, who said she liked her name even though she hadn't heard it.

In contrast, Nike said this with a bitter smile, seeing Catalina react like that and wondering what her insights were.

"What, the rest are not suspicious. I just came to see the face of my little girl sleeping there. Totally... people are brittle, like roses that bloom for a moment. Until now, he said he was only about the size of a knee, but now he's trying to travel ahead of the rest..."

That's what I said, Nike looking at Vega lying in bed.

Seeing how she was like that, Catalina seems to have thought about this.

"Maybe that... is Mr. Nike a relative of Mr. Vega?

"Relatives? No... well, something similar? But technically, no. If you're more of a relative..."

…………

"... No, that's not what I'm going to say. Listen up."

"Ha..."

The hell, it's unclear what the intent is, but Nike stops the word on the way. Catalina's expression still didn't seem to be superior because she still couldn't understand what she said or did like that.

Then Catalina said this with perseverance, recalling the words of Nike earlier and the purpose for which she herself came to this room.

"... I don't know what Mr. Nike is like for Mr. Vega, but Mr. Vega still won't die.... No, I won't let you die. That's why I'm here."

"... I guess so. So you're saying the rest is out of the way?

"Yes. Out of the way. Step aside, please."

"... Undressed words on those teeth... hehe..."

"... what is it?/(adv, adv-to) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (uk) (

"No, never mind. Then it's time to leave here for the rest. Because we know that standing before you is a slight, overly frightening act of folly. However, since Vega is asleep, before I leave here, I'm going to give her some advice instead. If it's possible, I want everyone to know."

"... shouldn't I say it in my own mouth?

"Because those who know the rest are limited, where the rest is called upon, no one will listen. It's good... it's good..."

That's what I say. I wrinkle my eyeballs. Nike. However, it was not a bitter laugh, but a delightful expression from the bottom of his heart.... Yes, as if, enjoying a conversation with Catalina.

And she then left the scene, saying to Catalina words that could be taken as both advice and prophecy and, at the same time, words of farewell that were difficult to understand.