The sky, which was dark, is stained with a soft colour. Asking for that color that resembled her eyes, I became bitter.

No. The color I want to see is not empty (this). As I conveyed that I thought so, the colour turns to blue in no time.

The night has dawned.

"Should I go back once?"

Next door, the lieutenant made a noise like a twilight. He always had a voice that didn't look like him when he was calm.

"That's true………………"

After the groaning of his deputy, the captain frowns as if to throw up something bitter. At the end of the narrowed new green eyes was the sun that began to shine around.

"To go any further, we are too lightweight. You might want to go back once and for all."

That said, the captain stroked the horse's neck.

The captain's point was accurate. I don't even think we can go that far without even holding water. It was also true that, given the fatigue of the horse who had continued his long journey and had just returned to the King's Capital yesterday, no further imposition could be overlaid.

Only feelings rush ahead, but reality can't keep up with it.

"Celestino, I know how you feel, but once I get back, I'll put together some information. Maybe he's back. I can't let him in."

I instantly felt it was a lie. The captain also knows. The chances of her being back are low.

Vice Commander Astorga's business is heavy. I don't even think people dyeing their hands at such things for generations (...) are going to get their teeth on the royal life now. The vice president had always publicly stated that royal life was supreme. If the king commands, he says it is his own way to worship everything.

But I was certain that some of me wanted to live up to that hope.

I am not willing to give up. My feelings for her are not light enough to give up.

My emotions bite when I don't like the reason I tell you that a search is impossible if you don't adjust your posture.

"Unlike us, the second squad is a team dedicated to exploration. Let them keep searching, and once we get back. Let's change horses, grab some food, and then get out again. - If we hurry, we'll make it."

The captain overlaps words with me. I don't want to snort.

"…… Captain, let's look for it for a while longer. It's only dawn. At least a little more"

Did you think of me, my deputy gave me a mouthful?

"…… right."

The commander nodded at the advice of his deputy.

A bitter air drifted between the three of them.

As it were, we kept searching. The overlapping impossibilities were well known, but the faint hope that they might be found drove us to the critical point.

With the dawn of the night, people appear in cities and villages, and the search continues.

But nobody saw the two of them.

Lucia, where are you?

"Maybe it wasn't in Galiena's direction."

"Was it a misprospect? Maybe he's headed for Calderara after all."

The sun moving overhead is creating a dark shadow at your feet. In the scorching heat, only the wind brings in the cold.

Tomorrow, the Grape Moon (Vandemiere). A new year is coming to celebrate the joy of the harvest.

A special year, free from demonic threats.

Why isn't she here when we promised to celebrate together? I wonder why I'm here.

I held onto the chest of my team uniform. I let you lurk in the back of it, think of her ribbon. At the beginning of the journey, I thought the tip of this ribbon was connected to Lucia. I still feel the same way.

I wish you'd show up before I hand over the ribbon. [M]

Please, return your owner to me. [M]

After going straight around some villages, we went back to Artad with our bare hands. I had to go back.

Lord Erik rushes up to me trying to change horses. They were headed towards Calderara. They also seemed to be coming back to Artad.

"Mr. Commander! Deputy! Captain! Quickly!"

"What's wrong!?"

The captain raised his voice in a glamour at the sound of his chopped feathers.

"The deputy commander is back!