"That's right. Our Lord is always watching over us. So we must also continue to dedicate our innocent and intense faith. Do you understand that?

'Yes!!

In a majestic and beautiful church, many adults replied with their voices shut to the words of one little girl.

Adults who are supposed to lead children are guided, children who are supposed to be guided lead adults.

What a distorted relationship, but this was an extremely common sight in this religion on this occasion.

Namely, bravery. Its theory of the Virgin Elizabeth Stream had guided many adults.

Elizabeth stares at them with very gentle and warm eyes who meditate and offer prayers seriously.

"Oh?"

Such was she to find the girl at the entrance to the church.

"Says Magali. It's been a long time... isn't it?"

"Right. Since Marla's wedding."

In one of the church rooms, Elizabeth and Magali were across the street.

Face-to-face between the Virgin and the Virgin. From those who admire both, it would be a very divine sight.

Well, on the other hand, it's blacker than the inner demon.

"That was tough, too. I didn't think there was a demon or anything."

"Pfft. After all, you're completely different from before the faithful."

Magali laughs unexpectedly at Elizabeth shaking her neck sideways, for Christ's sake.

Elizabeth shows some rough, manly words and deeds, not the calm, gentle atmosphere and voice she was showing in front of the faithful.

This won't mean losing faith all at once, but it will be a small shock from the faithful.

"They don't like it when the Virgin is such a greedy woman, either. I've been wearing a cat for a long time now. Besides, I have people who accept me."

Fluffy chest tensioning Elizabeth.

She is still a child, so there is only hope of growing up.

Because the woman in front of you no longer even has that hope.

But Magali was glaring at the word he would accept without thinking about it.

"... oh? What's that?"

"Well of course.................. ah?

Confident, Elizabeth gives me a good look at trying to explain to me to brag about that 'guy'.

She creates some ambitious childish atmosphere, but she was so childish and adorable trying to introduce herself to the proud.

But that adorable look freezes right away.

"Hey, no, no, wait a minute. It's not like I was making a virtual guy like that to comfort loneliness."

The reason for this is that I can't remember anything about the very important 'guy' that I want to brag about.

"That guy... that's him, right? Um..."

"... by the way, what was the object of this religion's faith?

Magali sends out a rescue ship like I saw it.

Elizabeth, a child but wise, jumps on it.

"Huh? Yes, you don't have to tell me. You're a brave man, brave man. Because it's called bravery..."

"... what is that brave man like?

"Yu, the brave... kind, strong, and twisters like me help me..."

Yes. Not so long ago, I remember.

It is because I, too, have been helped by that brave man that I am able to enthusiastically engage in this valiant activity and preaching.

A gentle brave man who helped me from the violence of an angel who had believed until before, and who did my father's scuffle.

"Oh, that's crazy? Why? Something... Something's wrong... Damn... my head hurts...!

But I can't remember anything about him like that.

The person in memory is blurry and uncertain in contour as if hidden in fog.

I can't see, I can't see. Elizabeth is heartbroken by such nonsense.

Magali stood up looking at her like she was disappointed somewhere.

"Excuse me. You've caused me extra pain. I'm going now."

"Oh, hey! Wait for me! You, you know!?

Elizabeth in a hurry to call it off.

My heart complains that this forgotten person is never a good forgetful being.

The way she was being hunted down enough to sweat was very painful, sometimes with her childish cute appearance.

So Magali opened her mouth, too.

"Right. I'm the only one who won't forget him."

"Ah..."

Magali, who couldn't get a clue, lightly left the church behind.

Elizabeth reaching out to her small like that.

"... who is it, that guy"

Her suffering will continue.

"Thank you for taking the time"

"No, never mind. Aren't you with me? I'll throw away my job too!

"No, that's..."

Magali sweating cold.

I have difficulty holding a misguided grudge because I neglected to work because of myself.

Mara Baldini is the one in front of her and laughing high. He is the lord of the territory of Baldini and a nobleman of this number of nations.

If you were before you became a Virgin, you'd never have any contact with her.

"Excuse me, I'm going to ask you straight in. Mara, do you remember Alistair?

In response to her like that, Magali threw questions that she no longer expected much.

Until now, I have tried to find out about him by asking Silk, Malta, Elizabeth and those who had relatively many contacts with Alistair.

But all in all, they forgot about Alistair.

If so, you should consider Mara the same again.

In response to Magali's question containing such a waiver, Mara......

"Of course, sir."

He snorted confidently.

Listening to that reply, Magali gives a terribly surprising look, forgetting to perform as well.

"What!? Oh, you remember!?

"Yeah, yeah. 'Cause it hasn't been that long since I've been helped... and the gratitude and admiration on this chest is burning!

It was Mara, who pulled it off a little because Magali, who had a gentle, always gentle smile on her face, had an indescribable look, but she still nodded confidently.

Finally...... finally, a glimmer of hope plugged in.

"I can't believe someone still remembered Alistair..."

"I'll say something strange. Hey. You can't forget..."

"Mr. Mara......?

Magali looks surprised at Mara, who abruptly stiffened her body with pittance.

After a while, Mara bounces back and forth in her face.

"Ahhh!? I can't remember the name at all!?

"What...?

Stunning Magali.

I forgot as soon as I told you I knew...? Is this guy stupid?

"Your name, your face... It's crazy. You looked so good, I can't believe you forgot..."

"Oh, no... Mara too..."

No, maybe Flor did something with that effect.

In her, resentment and anger toward him are the best.

You've got a better chance of Alistair escaping again...!

"Uuuuuuu...! I know exactly what's going on, but I'm not gonna lose. That man was a very important man. Because it's absolutely no different!

"(Shit. Can't you use this one either?)"

Magali thinks how rude she is to sparkling Mara, even though she forgot.

After all, she and Alistair were similar scumbags.

But all the other girls are uniformly stunned, but is it Mara's charm or stupid to be so positive...

"Then you don't know where he is after all..."

Do you have to do it yourself... and Magali gives up and tries to get up...

"Ugh, um...? No, I have some idea... It also feels like it's disappearing rapidly."

"Ho, is that true!?

Once again, Mara reacted differently than before, so she ate with tremendous momentum.

Yeah. With her eyes arrowed and troubled, Mara explores her rapidly growing memory.

And I remembered one thing.

"Sure, I remember you saying you wanted to take your time alone in a place that nobody knew... like there wasn't... it would illuminate!

".................. ugh!

Mara is delighted to twist her body with her carrier. Did you go as far as she used to call yourself old?

But such an unworthy appearance didn't matter to Magali now.

When I heard this word, I thought of it.

It was an important hint of Alistair's whereabouts.

"Thank you, Mr. Mara!

"Ah! Tell that person I said hello! I'll rush as soon as I can remember.

Without blaming Magali for popping up as disrespectful, Mara waved her off pretentiously to the brain weather.

Magali laughs as she runs down the clean-cleaned hallway.

"(Right. That's what you're talking about, Alistair!

I couldn't imagine where he was at all.

That's as much as I thought I'd be near my hometown.

But no. No, it's not. Anyone with Alistair like that... No, there's no way Magali's going to take refuge in the kind of place he can think of.

Magali kept walking toward the new place she had in mind.