The first thing that bothered me was that there were fewer people than I thought.

The city has an atmosphere that leads to Raindeer, and it's not inferior in size, but it's idle anyway.

I thought it would be natural to look at the cold and snow accumulating there until this unusual

(Uh... what was it... "The Embrace of Death (Grussambles)," or something?

With a cold wind around his neck, you forgot, said Edvin Gaul, alone in his chest.

That catastrophe, which broke out more than a decade ago, hung up, and Badalnoise said it followed a path of apoptosis as it rolled downhill. I can't imagine how big the hell the snowstorm was that the state would decline, or Edvin, who grew up in Raindeer Castle Downtown.

"Chi......"

It is a rare experience that some people will never get along with, such as coming to an exotic country.

Because of this, I'm going to try and stroll around Istenrich, the royal capital, but to be honest, it wasn't funny or anything.

Shit, it stinks.

Bad for Ohmzorf, which was the wind that wanted to push the Imperial Capital, but so far the heart certificate of this city is not very good.

……

I'll take that out of the sac of my stuffy jacket. Free invitation to the museum. I was not interested in art or anything of that kind, but I still wonder if it would be different if I went with 'someone', and I don't think it's in the pattern either.

(CHUCKLES, I don't give a shit...)

Like Sabel and Julie.

I was wondering if Belgrette and I would enjoy it.

"~ ~ ~ ~"

I fastened my legs as I scratched my head like a gasp.

Impossible.

I know. It can't even come true. I can't believe it's love. That's why I don't struggle if it's easy to break it off.

(Belle's guy...)

Everyone at Midir College will be guessing anyway.

I'm sure Belgrette has a crush on Arima Current Protection. Maybe she's serious, stubborn and chaste, and she doesn't realize the feeling herself. Still, you shouldn't be with someone you don't like.

(Aliumi......)

And that boy is definitely attracted to Belgrette, too. In other words, the person who becomes a lover to me.

But.

……

I still remember clearly.

A duel I challenged. Soon he collapsed and looked up to the falling blue sky. My chest was somehow scuffed by a crisp defeat. Something that's been obsessed with me somewhere in my mind since I enrolled in school, a clean, refreshingly foggy comfort.

I'm sure that's

(It doesn't have to be the chanter Magee. That's what I thought...)

The Divine Chant "Oracle" is the supreme. Mage, the winner, is the chosen one.

Because whoever breaks the common sense of the world, which was thus rooted, appeared.

Even myself, I'm sure, can go the same way as him.

The longing I've had since I was a child wasn't just a dream story or anything. It wasn't just the legend of the ancient hero Geisserius or anything like that. It could have been a reality.

……

But no, I think I'm going down that path myself.

No matter how much you train your flesh, you don't get strength like Arisu Current Protection.

You can't stuffed a distant intermission in an instant, flaunt an assault technique, or beat down a big man with a single blow.

At the end of the day, Edvin Gaul didn't have that talent, and he knew that he could do it without using the Divine Chant "Oracle".

Something depressing, starting to nest in my chest again.

But that's what

"After all, Mr. Edvin is a good man."

'I really appreciate you helping my daughter'

Again, it's thin.

Grab a warm jacket hem in the cold wind.

…………

A coat from that mother and child, that says it's my father's shape. The warmth seems to indicate their hearts as they are.

"It's not cold. You haven't come yet, have you?"

It was the voice of a girl who often went by that drew Edvin's thought back.

When I looked up, there was one unusual windy girl leaning on the sidewalk a little further away, the street lamp. Are you a little older than Edvin?

The first thing that stands out is the brilliant coat and the kind of black glasses the mafia loves to use. Especially since the latter is barely big enough to cover and conceal the upper half of his face, and he doesn't look good on one of those little faces right now. From neat nose and lip shaping, I can imagine it being a beautiful face.

In addition, a number of ornaments worn. Hair clasp mimicking a butterfly on the head. Braided blonde hair drips like a waterfall that flows down to her chest. From both ears hangs the flashy red ear decoration "Ear Cuffs," the silver necklace, and the anklet on the gold bracelet.

I weave a coat of white fur that looks luxurious, but my sleeves are caught on my shoulder without passing through.

If that's all, she's a fancy woman I see a lot in Wangdu.

"You're a dick, that shit"

Words like a man, not suitable for a good beauty of hearing impairment. And the faint bell sounds heard as she moaned. From what I can see, a small bell is bracketed around a number of ornaments.

(What? This chick dressed like a chick. Is that a Badalnoise epidemic?

That was what Edvin thought.

"Well, I'd rather not be crunchy ~"

And one poor man laughs at that flashy girl.

This one has no features like this, short body man. I get the impression that the roots seem dark from my face and the shape of my eyes, nose and lips is slightly curved. For a woman's lover, she looked too disproportionate.

The outfit is very ordinary plain clothes...... but that's a story if you're indoors. The man isn't even weaving a single top in this freezing cold weather. The exposure is about the face, and she looks like she's wearing black gloves.

(Oh, come on, what is it? It's not cold...)

I don't care because I'm other HR, but it makes me blurrier to watch. It was an outfit that I could only assume mistook the season for spring or autumn.

Such a distinctive pair of people are interested in standing up at the sidewalk end.

Seems strange at first sight, but maybe this is normal in this Badalnois royal capital Istenrich.

and so on, and go bare beside them.

"By now, is the guy from Aldomirar a museum?

"I'm supposed to."

A flashy woman says, and a poor minister man answers.

(Museum over here, kai)

It should be called an adventure, the meeting point for the Edvins.

"Damn... at the very first point, when the example kid comes up, it's a clean up project."

"I did that unexpectedly. I wasn't expecting this development."

Edvin, who was pioneering in a city of snow with nowhere to see and the cold to cut himself off, thought I'd head straight to the museum.

I didn't feel comfortable thinking I'd be exposed to the exchange between Sabel and Julie alone that would make me want to spit sugar, but it must be a bit better than freezing to death -

"So, I was just talking about it. To Lugo Aliumi, Belgrette. What chara? Are they going to use it?"

Stopped.

A flashy bell woman uttered it to her liking, hear the words.

Edvin's leg, passing beside them, was stopping perfectly.

――――

As interlocking, the conversation from behind is interrupted.

(Yikes! You're serious...!

How unnatural it is to stop here.

Having thought so instantly, Edvin steps forward and succumbs as he steps on his feet. I stayed on the spot pretending to re-tie the shoelaces. I may have been good enough not to look back.

"... I should be able to use it. To the winner of this heavenly banquet, it's easy with Maggie, the chanter who slashed the Black Ghost."

I can hear a man who obviously hissed.

(What are they...? Why are you talking about Aliumi and Bell...)

I thought for a moment that you two knew each other, but I immediately deny that there was any.

A woman who doesn't even remember Belgrette's full name, Full Name. The man has a mouthful like the first time he knew the drifting guardians at a heavenly banquet.

And they both emitted,

(What does' usable 'mean...?

What an eye-catching word from above. I didn't think it had a very friendly connotation in it.

…………

It was Edvin, who had remained subdued for a while, but I still can't hear the conversation from behind.

(Chip, Koitsu et al...)

The two behind you are obviously trying to avoid being asked.

Even as Edvin, I can't do this forever. I'm just suspicious any more. But I also want some more information. If...

"Me."

I got up in the wind after I tied my shoelaces,

"Whoa."

I'll stop by the exhibition glass, which is right at the store. So I stopped and looked inside with interest.

It looks like a grocery store there, lined with a little furniture and sealing tools.

Of course, Edvin's not into that stuff.

…………

Reflecting on the stretched glass of ice pieces, the city faintly reflects. And the shadow of a flashy girl and a thin man nestled on a snow sidewalk. Is it about five miles away from them? I don't even know the look on your face exactly, but I feel like the two faces are pointing this way.

(Chip, don't look at it forever......! I'm just passing by. When, keep talking, whoa...!

Remembering to pray half way,

"... but I'll leave it to Mr. Aldomirard."

Somehow it's audible, and a man speaks that way.

"Ke, you don't have a problem. He's a success story."

"Hey, the... in a personality sense, I'll do it"

"That's not the problem. You don't know what our sequence is, either."

It interacted with a faint northerly breeze and I heard such conversation.

("Our sequence"......? Are they some kind of gathering?

I don't have much information yet.

Edvin took his wallet out of his underwear bag and pretended to check inside. Stopping the movement is suspicious. This way, you'll look worried about whether you should shop.

"Well, he is anyway... I still don't like him alone"

"When did you get here?"

"Of course, that old man...... I'll do it with Kinzor"

At that moment, Edvin removed the purse he had in his hand.

Forget to even pick it up and stand up flattered.

(Kinzor, so...!?

That name sounds unusual.

Big Sinner Designated as Super High Bounty Neck at Raindeer. And...

(Orchester......!

Some sort of gathering. An old man with an unusual name.

Even in Edvin's poorly done head, they connect easily.

(Koitsu et al..., are you an orchester...!?

Push upset to kill, pick up wallets filled with powdered snow. I tell myself to calm down, paying too much cold white powder.

Too unexpected an encounter.

And a great opportunity. I just wanted to ask you something more.

(Chip......!

Shadows of men and women over glass. The face looks like it's pointing this way once in a while.

(Damn, that doesn't seem to work...!

Again, it's more dangerous than this, my instinct told me.

It would be a big deal if we could tighten these two up here and secure them, but this one is one.

Besides, the other person is not the outlaw around. He's a real criminal organization person. If so, the possibility of a powerful chanter, Magee, can also be considered. Not necessarily without other people nearby.

By contrast, Edvin is just a student. He is nothing but a magician and a Mage apprentice who does not fall within the category of evil children.

Speaking of 'mad dogs', it's obvious suicide to bite here.

The only people who can confront an unknown number of opponents without question in this phase will be chosen people like 'Penta' and Arima Current Protection.

……

Edvin plays the purse in the guise of tranquillity, and tries not to be early enough to follow the scene.

I finally took a breather after turning the corner of the building and making sure it was in an invisible position from those two.

"... hu"

If you hold your chest by accident, your heart is pounding.

Enough, you should break it off.

Information yielded impeccable gains. There was no trace or certainty about one thing right now, and Orchester was even suspicious. But it does exist and lurks in this city.

- And for some reason, he's got his eyes on Lifeguard and Belgrette.

(Yabe, I need to let them know...!

But unfortunately, it's impossible right now.

Liquid protection should have gone to some diner, and Belgrette should have headed to the barracks. Edvin's skill doesn't allow him to fly communications to someone who doesn't know exactly where he is. Sabel and Julie should be in the museum, but they don't know where the specific building is yet.

All in all, Etvin's communication technique was completely useless in an exotic country without land exploration.

"Fuck you......!

All these times I feel teething about my immaturity, bitterly relying on the divine chanting technique Oracle. Even as I get angry with myself halfway through that, I push myself into a hurry.

(Those Orchester guys, are you going to do something about Aliumi and Bell soon...?

Remember, did you say anything else? Work hard on your bad head,

"... no,"

Ha ha.

In the first place, why were they interested in standing on such roadsides?

(... Sure, first of all... how about a pick-up... what did you say?

That's the first. Word of a woman with a bad mouth, which came to Edvin's ear that passed.

Those two were waiting for someone over there. If so, you should be staying on that spot at least for a while now. Shouldn't be moving any time soon.

(I don't know what to say. Me! I won't let you say stupid anymore, Cora......!

There is respite. Then you should try going back to the vicinity of that fancy restaurant that temporarily disbanded anyway. If you run, you should be able to get there enough.

And what to do from there. Right now, those two should be acting differently.

(Aliumi......)

He headed somewhere to find a place where he could eat.

Of course, Edvin is not familiar with the geography around here, so I have no idea where that carnivorous guerrilla went. However,

(If he...)

Lugo Aliumi, a guerrilla with a reputation that King Aldia appointed in love.

An undefeated man who can't use the divine chant Oracle, yet wins a series of battles. It's not a bad idea to call a modern brave man.

The other day, I was only unconscious to Mertina Snow, but Edvin thinks that's because she hadn't shackled off the black dungeon stone. If we confront each other in full swing, there's no way we're going to lose if our opponent is a hero of the North.

While my personal desire to remain the strongest in my goal shield may also be included, I'm sure I'm not mistaken as an analysis of the power of Fist Strike "Luckerth".

(He's fine. I don't care who they are, they won't do it. If so -)

A poor girl knight figure...... a thoughtful figure floats in the back of her brain.

(Belle……)

With her, a much more skilled user than Edvin. I don't even think it's off-target that I worry about my understated self.

(But...)

But it's "Tales as Mage the Chanter" to the point of getting bored.

(A woman in love is being targeted...! You must be worried - but...!

Man Edvin ran out to the right, turning around without getting lost.

Back to go, but I can't use the same road.

We need to bypass and go another way so we don't run into the two Orchesters ahead. And aim is the barracks. The exact location is unknown, but at least it should be easier to find shelter than knowing she's there.

"Bellup......!

"Mad Dog" runs. If you're really a dog, you'll be able to rush it in no time - with evil.

Chi.

A tiny little bell sound that zeroes with a slight stiffness.

"Hey, it's Monotra."

The voice of a girl who often passes, no less than losing that tone applied all over her body and everywhere.

"Hey, I don't think that's Atai's mistake."

A crude, lacking tone that doesn't flatter the beautiful voice.

"Do what, Mr. Mutty"

A man with a short body responds with the same low profile as anyone else.

Together.

Now, looking at the corner where one young man disappeared.

"That cockhead, you heard me, didn't you?

"That's how it looks."

"I didn't give you Orchester's name. I don't know what caught that curly piece of shit."

Distorted his rightful mouth, the bell woman - Mutty spit on the snow sidewalk and threw it away. Even with all that, the bells lowered everywhere sway with chillin.

"Well no. Monotra."

"Heh."

Not even thinking about it, the woman told him with a mouthful that was no different than ordering food at a cheap store. It doesn't seem like I care to die.

"That curly fucking head, just kill it"