The journey followed Azelea and Jack continued.

Exit from the territory of the Republic of Cenli and completely disengage from within the sphere of power of the three Powers of the Legion.

When the edge of the continent approached and I began to wonder if I was going to cross the ocean like this, I finally grabbed the tails of the two of them.

It was a village secluded in the mountains.

Other than the pedestrians entering and leaving the moon, there is little interaction with the public, a village that seems forgotten by the world......

Having grasped the certainty that Azerea and Jack had visited there, I stepped into the village.

I know how to stand around in a village like this because the rest of us are often wary, but once I had traveled for about a hundred years as well.

Even so, I don't try to get in for nothing, though the rest of us just reopen it like a leftover.

Disguises don't work in these small villages (villagers remember all the other villagers' faces), and if you keep an attitude of 'I'll be out in a minute', it's something that won't be treated so badly.

Nevertheless, we must be vigilant in the pursuit of the Demon King's Army.

It seems that I will take the demon king's army to the Azereans, and it is the end of the day.

Dressed as a Ringist pilgrim, he made contact with the villagers.

"Oh, speaking of which, hey. Looks like young men and women have recently settled in empty houses in the woods. I don't know where you've been running away from... it seems like a pain in the ass, so nobody's going to get involved."

In a conversation with the fourth villager, we finally grasp solid information.

I went for an empty house in the woods.

Walk in a leaking day.

In an idyllic forest where some beasts are unlikely to be as dangerous, I almost forgot that I was in the midst of the Great War until just a short while ago.

Just for a moment...... it may resemble the forest that was by the Lieber mansion.

Until the vacant house, there was no great distance.

... should be.

"............... that?

I am dazzled, and I finally realize.

My footsteps are dull.

At some point, my body is a lot heavier.

Why...?

Could it be that some kind of spiritual attack...

- Guuuuuuuu......!!

"... ah"

My stomach made a huge noise.

So I wonder for the first time.

Speaking of which, when was the last time you ate?

Haven't had a bad habit in a while.

I could not forget this place properly......

As soon as I remembered that I didn't say anything for a few days, I lost my strength from all over my body.

It may have also worked that the savepoint measures stopped me from getting sleep.

I fell to the ground, rapidly fading my consciousness.

"-... uh"

Hear a nostalgic voice as your senses go wild.

"... are you okay?

A nostalgic face peered into me.

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I don't know how I can remember this any more, but I've felt a little nasty gaze from Jack many times when I was doing Jack and Phil's master at Lieber Mansion.

Especially remarkable was when Phil and I took a bath together, and Jack looked at my breasts the whole time.

A single-digit boy is like a baby if you try to be me who's been alive for a hundred years.

That's why I always thought it was my fault, but when I took that bath, I clearly knew it wasn't my fault, apparently.

Apparently, for the first time in my life, Jack was the object of that feeling.

What a nasty fact.

At the same time, I felt a little in danger.

When Jack grows up like this and is more interested in that, I wonder if he will be attacked as he desires... well, it's a common beneficial delusion.

In the end, Jack became obsessed with Phil afterwards, so his delusions didn't turn out to be real.

I remember well that there was a glimmer of loneliness, moving from a time when I reacted reflexively to a woman nearby to a time when I would be able to love one girl properly.

I mean, it sounds like you two didn't think you'd find out, but I was kissing you in the bed sleeping with you, too, because you actually realized.

gossip.

I slowly opened my eyelids.

Recall last minute memories in an unawakened consciousness.

... I went down again.

Also, though, as far as I can remember, it's been since I fell near Reaver Mansion more than ten years ago.

... Is that it?

But if it goes down, it's like it's warm.

Besides, it's like soft.

It's like being in a bed.

"Ah... are you awake?

Someone peered into my face.

The blurred focus fits.

That face...

I knew.

"- Jack!?

"Whew!"

I get up to jump and grab the shoulder of the boy sitting by the bed.

I took that face seriously - made sure it wasn't a mistake.

It's Jack.

... It's Jack...!

"Wow, hey......!?

I couldn't stop, I was holding him tight.

Oh, Jack......!

Finally...... finally meet you. Finally......!

"... Ah, uh"

I had a reluctant voice and my shoulder was beaten gently.

"Is it okay if I let you go... Well, a lot of things, 'cause I'm in trouble."

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

When he let himself go, Jack blushed a little and laughed like he was in trouble.

- What?

"... talking...!?

"Yes?"

Jack tilted his neck properly.

The last Jack I knew was in a shell-like state, unresponsive to anything I told him.

But this Jack...

The blood color is good, the eyes move, the breathing is not shallow, and most importantly, you talk!

"What do you mean...?

I touched Peppa and Jack's face.

A sucking touch.

It's not disguise, real skin......

"Oh, um... I need you not to touch me too sticky..."

"Hey, take your clothes off"

"What?"

"If you're the real Jack, you must have some scars from when the bandits were making a scene! Look, come on!

"No, hey... Azereah! Help me, Azelea!!

When Jack screamed, the footsteps approached that he was almost out of the room.

The door opens with momentum.

"Jack!? What's wrong with you?

It was the red-haired girl who ran into the room.

Azerea Austin.

He's the one who took Jack away from the execution site.

When she looked at me and Jack's condition, she narrowed her eyes as wide as she had bewitched.

"... Dr. Rachel... why are you attacking my goddaughter?

"Huh?... Oh, no, I didn't mean to..."

I took my hand off Jack's clothes when I realized it just seemed like I was trying to hand cage Jack.

What Jack was wearing, and what Azelea was wearing, was not prisoner clothes or red robes, but hemp clothes as he had appropriately seen in an old fashion store.

"... ha. I've been cut off my temper. I had so much to ask you when I woke up."

"... something, I'm sorry"

I felt sorry for him.

As Azerea approached me in her bed, she placed the basin in her hand on the side table.

There is a wheat porridge on top of the basin.

"In the meantime, eat. He was very malnourished."

"... sorry"

"Keep any further apologies later"

"Yes...... right. But can you just let me ask you one thing first?

"Yes. What is it?

"This, Jack...?

I saw Jack's face.

Even though he's a familiar face - I don't know why, just a little, uncomfortable.

"... it's..."

Azelea mumbled with a broken tooth.

Jack, who was silent, pinches his voice in the silence that he could for a moment.

"Hey, Azelea"

"Mm-hmm. What, Jack?

The voice of Azelea answering was so soft that it was no more.

It's like that for a lover - or a mother's like that for my child.

But that surprise for the voice is undone by Jack's words at the next moment.

"Me... maybe you know this woman?

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Huh?