Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

"Well, that's just something that the Ohmzolf priest would recommend."

"Hmm... this is definitely a big deal"

Royal Museum of Art, Badalnois.

The building boasted a little castle-like immensity and majesty from the outside, but its interior was also luxurious.

Immediately after entering the hall, the depth and ceiling height are different digits, and its construction is no less inferior than that of the Ice Fai Palace, Palace Palace Shell On.

The spaces and decorations themselves even seem to have an extremely high artistic value. One narrow passage extends from the side of such an estimated thirty mile square hall, which seems to be the starting point for the browsing route. In the immediate vicinity, we can see a small door that seems to be the entrance and exit for those involved.

"No, I guess it's very hard to get around in one day."

I'll turn to the guidance diagram posted on the wall, but it's like a maze. Seriously, it could be wider and more complicated than any site we've ever explored.

"Uhm, this guy's starting to look forward to Russia."

If an exhibit is arranged this wide, we can deduce its number and type. As for Sabel and Julie, it's just fun to watch treasures and relics of history. The blood of the treasure hunter is noisy.

By the way, there aren't many guests - not anywhere but the Sabels. That's what makes it so tranquil that even the deserted ruins have entered.

"No matter how many normal days, this is... Exactly rented out... so it's not?"

"Oh, I get it, Julie. It's time."

Julie also nodded remembering what Sabel said when she checked her pocket watch.

"Oh, I see. That's what Chief Ohmzolf said. Holy Ceremony" Palezza, "could it have been"

It is time to offer a prayer to the ice god Cure Renaissance, which is set up twice a month in this country.

Prayer for a particular God is in itself a very common practice, something that people do every day as part of their lives. Sabel and Julie also make sure to stop by and not miss worship and clothing if they find the temple or church of the fire god Kul Ato, the wind god Wainlips, and the wealthy god Vashlavana on their journey.

But the Cure Renaissance faith in Badalnoise is absolute, and the people go to churches, temples, etc. for two hours, one to three p.m. on a particular day to offer their deep prayers.

In the meantime, the city will be truly idle for many to participate in the Holy Ceremony "Palezza".

Of course, if there is not one person left and everyone participates, the city functions will be stopped, so it is decided that it is not a problem if only one of us is present twice a month.

Most of all, especially the faithful seem to take the initiative and show their faces every time.

Inevitably, in this time of year, it is the traveler who is fluttering, which also makes more than the Ice attribute. Exactly like the Sabels.

Rather than this time, because of this, there was also an Ohmzolf plot to use the time of this Holy Ceremony "Palezza" to enjoy the vacant museum.

"Thank you very much for your patience"

Breaking the silence that made my ears ache, I thought I was an attendant through the door by the aisle and one woman came out. He is dressed in a chic shade of uniform and wears something like a name tag on his chest.

It's already New Year's and there's only a few months left on the White Week moon. In other words, working like this now, she should be participating in the last Holy Ceremony, Palezza.

"Thank you very much for coming to our museum today. Is it two?

"Whoa, there's three more coming."

When Sabel answers while presenting the voucher,

"Oh, I'm listening to you. Uh, excuse me, could I ask your name just in case?"

"Mm-hmm. I'm Sabel Alhano."

"I'm Julie Micheus."

"Dear Sabel... Dear Julie, right? I understand. … then,"

The line of visits seemed to have been heard beforehand, and the attendant drops his eyes on the board book he held beside him.

"Dear Lugo Aliumi, Belgrette Fizz Gertillude, and Edvin Gaul… will be here more than this."

"Oh. We're due for a local rendezvous, we still have a little time before those three get here. Can I wait here for a while?"

"... Was it Master Left? I don't have a problem waiting for you...... how much time do you need?

"Uh... a little over half an hour?

When Sabel answered, the attendant showed a slight gesture of conceiving.

"... then it seems like we can give it away... why don't you wait while we take a look at the exhibit first until we have you. There's a way around just about half an hour away. In addition to our museums, we pride ourselves on the quality and size of our neighbors. It's not something you can go around in a very day, so I definitely hope you get a little more exposure to the history and culture of our country......!

"Oh? Ooh, ooh."

Sabel accidentally turned against the abrupt attendant's sword curtain.

"Oh, and if you'll excuse me,"

"Ha. No, never mind. It's quite enthusiastic."

The attendant's impetuous narrative was very similar to the side Ohmzorf had glimpsed before he left.

As a matter of fact, it must be the same. I truly love this country called Badalnois. I want you to know how wonderful your country is, and I get a fever.

As for Sabel, who had already lost a place she could call home, I felt both smiling and envious.

"Well, let me turn around a little sweet on your words. All right, Julie?

"Of course you do, Sabel."

"So do me a favor, attendant"

"I understand. Okay, here you go."

Guided, the two entered on the road that the martial artefacts of Badalnoise origin were on display.

"Hmm... Interesting, this guy is"

"Heh, something with unusual weapons and protective equipment."

All the exhibits you see over the glass were unpleasant delicacies. Swords, axes, armor helmets, and even cannons and crossbows supposedly used for siege warfare.

The old one seems to go back to the days when the hero Geiselius lived, and it's also surprisingly well preserved.

The two of us take a relaxing look around.

They say the room is big and if you're watching it carefully, it won't matter how much time you have.

Along the way, a female employee with patsy brown hair at her shoulders polished the exhibition glass lightly in the corner. He was someone who looked the same age as Julie, with an impressive porcupine next to her nose. I guess these fine care is also a care to make the artwork look better.

On the second floor of the museum, in that room where a sign with the 'Third Exhibition Room of the East Wing' was installed at the entrance.

"Hey, hey, this is amazing, Sabel...!

"Hmmm... this guy... is that a song sword? It's unusual for a blade to have a wave pattern. I've never even seen a pattern design."

When Sabel is in sight in that silver sword that even makes you feel demonic beauty, Julie by the side reads an excerpt from the information board.

"A traveler from the far east carried a sword called 'Katana'... because. A duplicitous' tow ', its source…. Heh, yeah! There are still weapons in the world that you don't know about."

"That's interesting. East...... I've even been to Warger Tab, but you never even saw a sword like this there. More east... I wonder what kind of place it is"

According to posted information with commentary, Badalnoise often seemed to be the end point for vagrants due to its harsh environment. In that context, it seems that rarities tend to gather easily.

"Hey, this one's amazing too!

Which one?

The two of us will continue along the prescribed route while carefully appreciating the precious items.

As we went down the quiet passage without a single child, we headed for the branched T-shaped path.

The destination is divided in two directions, but there was a sign in the center of one of them that said 'No access because the exhibition hall is being prepared'.

"... oops. Looks like you can't come in here."

With a museum this big, it may be difficult to keep everything appreciable at all times.

"Preparing, huh? I wonder what we would see if we were supposed to?

A long hallway just extends with your eyes on it, and it's unlikely you'll be able to snoop out of this place.

"Oh, there's something on the information board here. Uh, what...?

"The first exhibition room in the west wing further afield houses sealing artefacts in addition to rare artefacts. To prevent unexpected resonance between the Divine Chant Oracle and the exhibit, it is a room with sealing on glass and walls. Please note '

- It was about.

"Uhm, that's a strict management attitude. I would have liked to have seen you."

Take a moment to keep watching while you divulge your thoughts on this.

"... Sabel. I'm sorry, I'm just gonna go pick some flowers."

Julie cut out looking sorry and embarrassed.

"Hmm? Ooh. I'll be waiting for you around."

We've known each other a long time. Sabel also nodded in two replies.

"Hmmm... I don't know where you went, Sabel."

Quiet hallways stretching everywhere.

Looking beyond the deserted, Julie Micheus solitary.

- I don't see my beloved Sabel anywhere.

I went back after adding up, and he was no longer neglected, which I should have said he was waiting.

There was also no sign of people in the men's lounge "toilet" just next door, at least they didn't seem to be anywhere near it.

"! No way......"

So flashing behind Julie's brain, one concern.

"Sabel, did you even find the treasure?!?

The two businesses are treasure hunters. Whatever you say, you don't have eyes for a lot of valuable goods. We are very welcome to look around at such exhibits as well as looking for and obtaining them ourselves.

"Already, Sabel."

Maybe he finds something fuzzy and attractive while he waits and is obsessed with watching.

(Well, there's no choice, is there?)

Even the two of us, who rolled all over the place, have never seen a large museum this far. I can also snort in. More than that, Julie herself, as much as time allowed, wanted to look around at different things.

Nothing hurries. There's still time for the drift guards to arrive.

(Shall we take a look around looking for Sabel)

Having so decided, Julie walked out of the spot relaxed.

(I knew it was crazy... wah ~?)

and Julie frowned about five minutes after she started looking for Sabel.

Take a peek at the exhibition hall nearby, but his appearance is nowhere.

It's odd from the fact that the lover I said was gone without telling me anything, waiting, but it was inexplicable that I couldn't find this either.

(Leave me alone and go first, that's impossible ~)

It would be more natural to think that something happened and I turned back the way I came.

(Actually, I accidentally dropped my wallet, for example, and noticed it while you were waiting for me... Toka)

It doesn't seem like the Sabel of the Firm either, but is that about all you can imagine?

Assuming that for once, Julie began to follow the route the other way, even though she was somewhat unconscious. Up to here, almost the main road. If we're going back the way he came, we should meet somewhere.

"Sort of."

Without any concern, he leads to the branch and stops in a hurry.

I accidentally bumped into 'it' and nearly knocked it down.

(Oh, right here)

A familiar parting path. In the middle of the hallway, there was still a sign that looked familiar.

"No access because the exhibition hall is being prepared"

It is harder to believe that Sabel has moved on than it is forbidden to enter. while fixing a sign that had been bumped and slightly reoriented.

……

Julie looked around.

(Now... wobbly, right?

It was a faint vibration.

It's my fault... proof that it's not, or a slight dust falls apart from the ceiling.

(... grunting?

to Exhibition Room III of the East Wing, thinking.

It's a room with cannons, old-time weapons, and katana.

In a vast space, Sabel doesn't look like anyone. Julie was greeted with such silence that her ears hurt.

(Hmmm...... I wonder if you've gone back a long time...?

As the name of the third exhibition room indicates, there were two more exhibition rooms before here. If we go back any further, the rest will go down to the ground floor, almost going back to near the entrance.

Do you want to follow or wait a little? As Julie stood up slightly lost, there was a female employee coming into the room from the way in.

"Oh, just fine ~. Sister there, may I ask you something?

Call it off in a hurry.

"… how are you doing, customer"

She was a woman characterized by patsy, brown hair cut all around her neck and, above all, a large porcupine next to her nose. On his chest, he wears a name tag marked 'Elser Meller'. It was a narrowed room of lighting, but at close range the letters could be seen.

(... Ah, this guy... he was on his way earlier, wasn't he?)

An official who was polishing exhibition glass in the corner of the room while they were watching. They must have come in in in a way that delays them, cleaning, etc.

This is how I tried to treat him and realized that, compared to the officials who guided me at the entrance, I have no hegemony or affection. All the same, as Julie, I don't care about their attitude or anything because I just need to be able to find a loved one. If he was turning back the road, this Elsar would be witnessing.

"I fell off with the lover I came with, didn't I see him? Um, my hair is greasy, my eyes are light red, I'm a crisp-faced man, and I'm a sinister, bright, gentle, very cool guy with a slacky brown leather coat," Leatherwear, "

Conscious that she was just boasting of her boyfriend from the middle of nowhere, Julie hastily tried to fix the track.

"I don't know."

Before that, Elsar's female staff cut him off with a bushel.

Though he was a slightly snotty Julie, he's not even short tempered enough to get mucky there.

"Oh, yeah. Looks like you're from across the road... but no one like me came, okay?"

Ask, pointing to the regular route.

"Yes."

Elser affirmed briefly, without even glancing in the direction Julie showed. You want to end the conversation quickly, you're not too upset.

"Oh well. I'm sorry I took the trouble out of you while you were at work. Thanks."

Even as Julie, you don't have to keep pulling back. Respond to her silent request and end the conversation early. but

"What is it?"

Elsar did not walk away immediately, but sent a still, emotionless gaze. I think so. No, I open my mouth slightly dissatisfied.

"… Customer. Don't go the other way."

That's all I have to say and leave the spot early enough.

"Oh..."

I see. Sure, Julie convinced me. I went backwards thinking it was illegal.

Maybe she was oddly chilling because she was disgusted with the innocent guests.

(... Hmm, you're here. It's not going to come to light, let's communicate)

Start chanting with sigh.

If you believe in Elsar's testimony, there will be no Sabel before you return. It's also suspicious whether or not you're telling the truth in that attitude, but it still seems unlikely that Sabel is turning back the way she came in the first place.

Or it's impossible to put your lover down and move on.

Even though it's almost the main road, if you think about the size of this building, there's a chance that some Sen went wrong somewhere.

If so, it would be best to indulge in God's grace than to move around in vain.

And so quickly, Julie spinning the art of communication...

…………

I'll wait a while, but no response.

I tried to repeat it several times, but there was no sign that I could hear Sabel.

……

That passage fits into Julie's sight as she continued to call and look around. Looking ahead, where the sign being prepared was erected, he remembers.

"The first exhibition room in the west wing further afield houses sealing artefacts in addition to rare artefacts. To prevent unexpected resonance between the Divine Chant Oracle and the exhibit, it is a room with sealing on glass and walls. Please note '

Such a guide.

(If you are in a sealed room, you will not receive communications...)

Of course, it's possible that Sabel just isn't aware of the communication. But...

Before the thought came together, Julie walked over to the place. I stopped earlier, the place.

…………

What has come is an example branch.

A narrow, dark corridor with a banned sign on one side of the road.

West wing first exhibition room in preparation. That compartment, which would not make sense of communications. Assuming Sabel went there, why -?

"Huh!?

moment, a vibration that faintly rocks Julie's foot. Heavy blunt noises echoing from across the hallway.

(I was here earlier... This isn't a groundhound...)

Ahead, there is something that will cause the shock that passes so far.

(Mm-hmm, maybe even construction...?

But then, there seems to be an explanation at the entrance. Let's go back and ask the staff again, and Julie returns her heels.

(If the kid finds me earlier, he's going to complain again...)

and evokes the face of an unfathomable female employee, Elsar,

'… Customer. Please don't go the other way.'

Her words come to life in the back of her brain.

(... that? Wait a minute...... take the route, on the other hand...?

Something hooked up in Julie and

"Hurry up, this way!

"I know!

It was at the exact same time that the two male employees emerged from the third exhibition room.

Without even looking at Julie, who stumbled into the corner, wondering what was going on, the two come running at a glance with a blood-changing face.

"What the hell is going on!? How could you do that? It's on fire...... is that it?!?

I don't know, but...

Their words rushed through while slightly avoiding the off-limits sign - the words that followed jumped into Julie's ear without mishearing.

"Anyway, put that 'purple flame' out! Worst case scenario, the museum will burn down!