Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

"It's a cuz. Lumelia, are you okay?

Her -, asks as she puts her hand on the artery of the white arm so reminiscent of a white ceramic vessel.

Rumelia has her eyes open, but her black eyes have not tied the focus.

"... ah, oh. More than that, this is..."

"This is a town called Windell of the Kaisel Empire."

"Windell means..., a town ruled by Count Reporte..."

"It will. How's your health better than that?

"Though the feeling of sinking all the way down to the bottom of the deep ocean enveloped my body..., I'm fine now..."

You could steam when you whine in a small voice. When I coughed a small number of times, Rumelia turned her gaze toward me.

Apparently, you're here as a little bit of consciousness but sissy.

- The problem is...

"Kazt. How could -, I'm here..."

"It seems Elsa has brought us this far from Altria, the capital of the Principality of Alto"

"Oh well, Lord Elsa of the Black Dragon Gods..."

"Oh, you can thank Elsa later."

"Yes..."

"For once, I gave him magic restoration pills..."

"Often such precious things are sold..."

"They usually sold it in the dewstores, didn't they?

"Really...? So as for Altria..."

"If you believe Elsa's story, it seems to be devastating."

Elsa gives me a sad look in my words, but I wanted to ask Rumelia something.

"Lumelia, in Altria, the capital of the Principality -, has attacked the castle..., my grandfather -, Guigi Haruna, are you sure?

She - Rumelia gave me the look of fixing it for a moment, but she seemed to notice that I had spined the words I was sure of, and she nodded with a strange face.

"Right..."

Rumelia and Elsa…, - and also from the qualities of his grandfather, Haruna Guigi, it was clear that Haruna had attacked the Principality of Alto.

"Lumelia, how soon will magic recover? I want to get out of town as soon as I can."

"Mr. Kazt! Princess of the Principality of Alto, right? I don't know how to use that word."

"Alice, I don't care. That's not how I care about this guy. Besides - I can't afford that right now. My grandfather is trying to do something with the dragon of the Great Destruction of the Deep Sea, which destroyed the era of divine civilization, a civilization that has gone much further than it is today. I don't have time anyway. And..."

Unexpectedly toothpick.

If this were the case, I shouldn't have broken up with Rafra or Aylene in the trade city of Romane.

If the two of you were together, accompanying us on a journey...

No - I think that might have been possible...

It is only an ideal and a fantasy.

A delusion that makes no sense at all.

"The Great Destroyer of the Deep Sea......, is that about Fafnir?

I snort at Rumelia's words.

"Really...... I've read it in the literature before."

"Literature? Is there something that old?

"Yes, your father lived for thousands of years… basically the Demons have a long life span"

"I see. Rumelia is..."

"Don't tell me you're old."

"I know."

You're supposed to be worn out physically and mentally, but you take an inner sigh of sigh at Rumelia, who speaks to me with a temperamental voice as to whether it's from a position as an exchanger.