The next morning, I confronted my mother, who dropped me off at the front door.
"Are you leaving already?
"Oh. I know the basics, so I'll try my own best with the rest."
"My dad's still asleep when I get home without saying anything, is he gonna be sad? Why don't you at least stay until your father wakes up?
"You mean sleeping..."
I turned my gaze to my father, who was falling next to my mother.
"My mother passed out on me, didn't she?
"What is it about?
You smiled and you lied to me, you mother.
You're not gonna tell me you stunned me to make a reason just not to leave me...?
"Anyway, just tell your father when you wake up, and he'll be fine."
"Shit..."
Hey, I just heard your tongue pounding.
"... ok. I'll tell your father. Go."
You noticed, it was unusual for my mother to pull me right off, so I put my hand straight on the front door.
"Well, I'll be back. I'm coming."
"Come on in."
I looked at my mother waving at me and dropping me off, and I waved back only once and I walked forward.
I looked back a little further, but by then I had not seen my mother anymore.
... I knew it was weird...
When my mother got sticky, she usually wouldn't stop inside when I told her to stop, but this time she pulled me right off. Even though the drop off was momentum coming to the city's exit, this time it ended in front of the house.
Even at dinner he seemed to be making a smile of himself by force. My usual mother shouldn't have that obvious grin.
Besides, 'Of course that's a conversation with my beloved son. Al would know if we could get married and have kids too' what a statement, I was very surprised when I heard it.
A parent dumb enough to advise Luli and Helen not to get their hands on you in a letter, what are you gonna do about the hypothesis I got married?
My usual mother would have said, 'If I had a child, I'd have Al... Ha!? I won't allow Al to marry anyone!?' You should deny it with as much momentum.
Maybe I think too much. Maybe my mother grew up a little bit.
But the words I heard from Cyril were hooked in my head the whole time.
"- While you're at it, it's wiser to be ready"
I don't think that guy would say that even though there's nothing there.
Maybe my mother... is hiding something. That's very hard for me, too.
"Ready..."
In the meantime, no matter what happens, we have to make sure it doesn't move.
When I was so determined, I turned forward and started walking towards the king's capital.
Time goes back, two mornings after the day the Al's defeated the Synthetic Warcraft.
The king summoned the captain of the Knights when the Knights, who had been on an expedition to Al's hometown (the village of Sils) (to find out who Al was), returned to the King's capital late the previous night.
"It's a long way back. So, how was the harvest?
Contrary to the king who questioned him in a wolfish manner, the called captain's complexion was not superior.
"That's... Sorry, we didn't get any information."
"... something's happened, isn't it?
To the word of the king the captain snorted,
"As the king said, I picked out two clerics who could feel the lies, wary that the village chief in Syrus would not lie and delude them,"
"Hmm... so?
"But we both felt less superior as we approached the village and lost consciousness when we got to the village. So it's up to you to come back to the King's Capital thinking this shouldn't be the case."
"... what?
The captain went on further before the king who would surprise him.
"And earlier, the clergyman said he woke up, so I visited the clergyman to ask him what had happened before he came here. Then I felt something horrible anyway, such as' I felt tremendously evil 'and' It was a sign of chills just to remember '. and it was."
"... what do you mean?
"I don't know. But the clergyman said to keep his mouth shut." There is something terrible in that village. "