Why would Mr. Marina do that?
On a night like this, it's odd that your noble daughter, Marina, is walking alone without a escort. Not only that, but I can tell from a distance how blurry it is, and I can see to Marina, who is usually a solid person, that there are obvious anomalies.
At the end of her gaze like that - a black butterfly.
The Spirit of Light pointed to Mr. Marina and said, "Help her!" He complains. "She" means, thank you, Mr. Marina.
I'm supposed to be getting a cool night breeze, but an unpleasant sweat tells my cheeks.
In my brain, in an instant, various options danced.
Want to go get someone?
No. Mr. Marina disappears into a gap that takes her eyes off.
Want me to call you out loud from here?
I'm sure she won't respond. My consciousness is cloudy.
Want Wall to stop it?
The Spirits of Light said, 'Stay away'. Probably around her, the power of the devil works through that black butterfly. The weak spirits don't even seem to be on the sidelines.
I repeated a number of questions to myself between blinks, and the answer I arrived at was one.
Things dispute for a moment.
Apparently, I just have to brace my belly.
"... oh, already!
- I'll have to go here!
Dressed indoors, I put my feet on the window frame with a lightweight fabric skirt up. Barefoot but I can't care less.
I'm good at highs. My stunt as a little boy was tree climbing, as some knights have rated me 'gusatsu'.
Of course, childhood stories.
If I jump normally off this second floor right now, I'll be sure to get hurt. Though not that tall, even a broken leg is extremely dumb.
So.
"Wal! It's like a blister just now, can you make it under this window? It's big enough to take me! See, you've done it before!?
"Uh, uh, a long time ago in Sue's room, he said, 'Let's make a bed of water!' The one you tried? When Sue jumped in, the chunk of water was hazy, the room was flooded, and Sue's mother completely pissed me off?
"That's it!
The black history of an era that still leaves its plausibility, but that would kill the shock.
If it's true, Rick, if I could ask a windy spirit like you, I guess I could loosen the fall with the wind and land smarter. Hate, I can't use that hand.
But if it's Wall, there's a way to do it.
Besides, if I can even make a flashy water noise, someone might come.
- - Even while you're doing that, Mr. Marina follows the butterfly.
"Wal!"
"Leave it to me!
Mummy, if Wal focuses on his whole body and remembers, a lot of blisters gather under his eyes and converge quickly into one.
The water solidifies into a plunging, flat domed shape for quick, transparent cushioning.
"Okay? Wall. If I jump, go get someone right away. I don't care if it's Rais, Lore, or any other apostle. Grab it properly!
"Okay!" At the same time I overheard the reply, I kicked the window frame with a sword in my hands. The treasure sword is for protection. It could be of some use.
The floating sensation of the moment that strikes.
I miss the feeling that the core of my body is cuddly.
The chunks of water take me well, and during a beat, make a dull burst sound and disperse.
It's wet on one side, including me. Still fine, flip a skirt that contains moisture, draw a sword in one hand, and pay for hair sticking to your face and running.
Honestly, I was instinctively scared and hated to approach the black butterfly, but a sense of mission similar to the rush pushes my back: 'I'm the only one who can manage here now'.
Besides, Lore, you said that I, the Spirit Princess, had the 'Queen's Protection'.
I don't know how that works... but in case you get caught up in this, you'd better have me by Mr. Marina's side.
It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!
Yes, tell yourself. I move my legs.
Soil feel on the soles of the feet.
Far overhead is the moon nearly full moon.
"Mr. Marina!
Scratching flowers and grass in the flowerbed and sliding my arms between the iron fences, I painstakingly took Mr. Marina's thin supple wrist.
"Oh...? Where are we? Sue, Mr. Leah?
"Hold on, Mr. Marina!
"That's crazy... that guy came to the house and said he had something to talk about in secret... so... What did you do? Yes, that guy... oh"
Marina, who still leaves a shade in her eyes and looks like she's dreaming somewhere, points to the black butterfly and laughs nicely.
"Oh, my God, I'm here. My lover."
With a thick eye, I freaked out at Mr. Marina, who said that with a smile.
Is she hallucinating?
Is the black butterfly showing you as if you were imitating your lover?
"I'm sorry, I'm gonna go now because he's calling"
"Ma, wait! No, you can't go!
I hold on desperately with one hand to Mr. Marina, who tries to untie me with ease. For a moment, I thought I could bring her back to consciousness, but Mr. Marina is still in the devil's dream.
The reinforcements aren't here yet? It's too late!
I can put my strength into the hand of grabbing Mr. Marina while he has a vice in his brain. You can't let me go here. In an attempt to bring her sanity over, I called her by name many times.
But the black butterfly seemed to recognize that my presence was in the way.
Through the iron fence sully, the butterfly approaches my eyes.
I thought I did, and I tried to pay with my sword, but it was late.
I blamed Shizukuishi for falling out of potari and my hair and being sucked into the ground, but at the end.
- My consciousness was swallowed by darkness.