I Don’t Care, So Let Me Go Home!

--- It was a terribly large space when I walked through the door.

Looking up, the domed ceiling was transparent and hundreds of millions of stars were blinking.

When it lights up, your gaze is drawn into the beauty of the disappearing starry sky.

Breathe through the mirrored floor.

Then we get to the center.

Nice to meet you, son of a choice.

― ― ― Tengu Ryu-sama sat there.

Instead of the usual child appearance, the nature of the dragon is wrapped in a terribly inaccessible majesty.

The feathers with the stars didn't seem so big, but they felt as big as wrapping everything in them.

... terrible, I can't feel my feet.

Before I knew it, my feet were moving on their own, and I was approaching Tennoku-sama.

Your whole body is covered in such uncertainty as if your body were somewhere far away.

... something, yeah, forget something... yeah, I have to go home, uh... ah, back to everybody.

Shake off your thoughts and focus on my purpose.

There was such a fear that everything would be swallowed up if you didn't try so hard.

I reached out to trust something, but I couldn't find anything and cut the sky.

... if I reached out, someone would have been there.

To me, Tenryu-sama, who narrowed his eyes a little, lowered his long neck and peered at me.

Don't get drunk. It's a bit harsh on people - let's fix it.

That said, Tenryu-sama breathed into me like a wrap - and as soon as she did, she breathed in.

... oh, yeah, that's right, I came here to go home to everybody.

Looking up at Tenryu-sama, I solidified my mind and gathered a little.

It seems to have subsided. - Well, let's ask. What are you doing, standing in front of me?

As soon as the feeling of sheep has disappeared, my skin feels tingling with its majesty.

It seems that your determination to consolidate the corner is shaking.... that? To whom...?

My thoughts are scattered in all directions and I'm going to get lost. It's getting more and more fuzzy what you've understood until just a moment ago.

I try to say that I want to go home, but it doesn't work as if my throat is blocked.

As I was scratching my teeth, I squeezed out my voice from the last wish I had left.

"- I'm here to make a choice."

Although the voice was small and unreliable, it echoed through this vast space.

Then, in an attempt to say that he wanted to go home, Tenryu-sama suddenly raised his neck.

Well then, it's a scaleless child. Let the Lord watch "The Road of Choice."

The choice was then made, slowly spreading the wings.

From the inside of its feathers, the stars twinkle, the light is breathed in, and the strong light pierces the eyes.

----blinking.

There was Sarah when she was a little girl, far below her gaze.

This is certainly Sarah's garden, when I first met her.

With her black eyes as inorganic as a doll, Sarah opened her little mouth and said, "I want to destroy this country."

... sure, I was like, "Is that fun? Did you give it back?

However, my mouth moves on its own, trembling, "You're scary."

Suddenly Sarah deepened and darkened her black eyes, said nothing, did not show anything, and turned her back on me and left. --Wait, I'm not.

Reaching out, it was another skeleton hand.

In a dimly lit room with candle lights swinging, Sarah is bored in her chair.

At his feet, many fell down like folds.

Their dark, open eyes are not alive, and they can't move away from the space where the smell of blood stands.

Sarah, who was supposed to love her beauty, had blood sticking to her cheeks, and without paying attention to it, she was tilting the wine glass without feelings.

The noisy footsteps were heard, and the door of the room was opened roughly.... Your Highness, brother Wang.

His face, distorted by hatred, was as if all the confidence and leeway that His Majesty the King's brother knew had been wiped out.

He approached Sarah like a ghost and shook his sword, "... turn back the country."

Hang on to Sarah's neck. ---Sara, please avoid it, it's dangerous.

And yet, Sarah just stood still with her bored dry eyes without avoiding even bothering herself.

At that very last moment, with a small voice, I felt no need to point it at anyone.

"Oh, my God, it wasn't fun either."

----It blinks.

Solan was at the center of the space distorted by excessive magic.

This is where Solan ran wild in a training ground trying to teach him magic.

... yes, I said to Solan, "Don't trust Eileen."

But after all, I was afraid that Solan's magic would leak out, and I turned my nose and walked back without saying anything.

Solan didn't look at me, he murmured "Eileen" in despair, and nothing was visible in front of him. - What's going on? Solan, are you okay?

When I got used to the glare, there was pure white snow all around.

I can see a bit of dirty lumps there. The white head that turned gray shook like dragging something.

... that's you, Solan.

In front of Solan, the dull red Warlock Commander said, "Solan!! Come back here!!" and jumped in.

Single, pretending not to mind picking you up.

My hair, clothes and breath were very disturbed, and my love for Solan seeped out of my rough voice.

... but Solan-kun...

To the captain of the sorcerer's group, who should have loved him so much, he releases a massive magic without hesitation with rejection of everything. - Oh, no, don't do that.

The ground was cut off from the tip of the open hand, and there was no shadow as early as it should have been, and no one existed.

The raised hand burns black and hangs loosely.

Without a glance at all of them, Solan held Eileen back slightly with one arm.

In the deep snow, the whole body is stirred apart and a few steps forward. Stay away from anything and don't touch anyone.

Meanwhile, Solan, who collapsed at the limit of his physical strength, gently stroked Eileen's quiet cheek with his trembling fingers as he slept.

"Now it's just me, Irene."

----It blinks.

"Countess Luluria Talbot!!

Underneath the sparkling chandelier, the nervous voice of His Royal Highness the Prince echoed.

This is the graduation party venue.

... this is how I came forward to testify to Eileen's innocence.

This time, I hesitated to take a step into royal power, lowered my head to avoid looking from someone, and said, "Yes." --- If you say that, Eileen will.

The hall calms down to my answer.

When she raised her fearful face, Eileen, who was in front of her eyes, gave up and closed her eyes as if she had thrown a live one.

At the next moment, there was a noisy and hasty flow of people trying to help those who tried to capture Eileen. --That's how I stood in the rage of the people.

The bustling and bright King's City collapsed and burned to the ground, and the sky was dyed gray with smoke, and the area was illuminated by war.

They shout, which should have nothing to do with the noise. Kill Eileen! A hammer of justice for the rebels! ", holding his fist to hatred.

Behind them shouting was a death table that should not have been in the square.

The crude platform, simplified to the footsteps of the people's enthusiasm, is about to collapse.

On top of that, Solan, the headmaster, the Duke of Dilawel, and those who were supposed to be on Eileen's side were exposed with their necks only.

On the same platform, Eileen climbed while being pulled up.

Without a rope on his hand, he knelt down before being urged, and Eileen sat down with her head hanging out. --Run, run, Eileen.

Eileen's eyes, which were supposed to be crying insects, were dry and her hands were thrown apathy without prayer.

Wrapped in the joy of a mad crowd, Eileen whispered softly with a plundered, deaf voice.

"I can't live."

----It blinks.

"Kill him," said my hateful voice.

When I saw that green man, it swelled up, overflowing with voices.

I leave it to my anger to respond to the pale blue eyes asking if that's okay. ----If that's natural, it's justice.

After screaming, I was complaining about the severity of the words.

In front of me, who tried to say no, the Knight Commander nodded as a matter of course.... I nodded.

Without hesitation, I couldn't reach the Captain of the Knights who turned his back.

In the cave that collapses, the Knight Commander fights against the "Fallen Heroes" and "Io of the Dead" that emerge from the dead, painting blood on them.

A mad moan echoed that I didn't want to know who it was, and the magician captain kept holding it, and kept it out of reach. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

In the land as far as the eye can see, both men and monsters die and fall down equally. From there, you can hear high metal sounds, roaring voices and cries that squeeze life.

As the air smelled of iron rust was stirred up, there was a sudden loud scream and a place where blood and smoke rose.... ah, that's not true.

There was no expression, no shards, no blood, no drunkenness, madness, a knight like a beast.

Shortly after the bloodbath dried up, he slashed the left, beat and killed the right, stabbed and kicked him while avoiding him.

When I realized it, the monster's onslaught stopped like a lie, and the area was quiet.

There are no monsters per person, as if the world were dead.

If you were the usual Knight Commander, your sleigh and raised face in slow motion would meet your eyes. --No, I'm not a Knight Commander anymore.

"--Which of the following?