It felt like waking up from a long dream.

As soon as my consciousness slowly turned to reality and opened my eyelids, I realized my cheeks were wet.

Look at Reis' memories, understand everything, and know the thoughts in his depths.

I sooner or later... overflowing, unspeakable flushes of emotion dissolved in tears, crying quietly and quietly.

"... how can a child of man strike so hard in the chest with tears that make him think of someone"

A queen carrying the green of the woods stretched out her fingertips like white snow and shook my emotional Shizuku. "It's something I can't flush anymore after living too long as a spirit," the queen drops her chopping grin.

"Well, what do you want to do now? As I told you once, even with my power, it is difficult to detach the devil from this knight. Deep down, the devil has his roots in the knight.... I just want to do everything I can. I want to save this knight, of my own free will"

"Queen..."

"I am not a god who exchanges all things, so there are lives I cannot save. But I want to reach out to people like this who fear life and death, but also risk their lives for their loved ones."

The Queen's golden eyes pour on Reyce's dark hair, which is still in her sleep.

Only for a moment, listening to the Queen, Belle's cry at one day's incident passed my brain. "Why didn't the Queen save her sister," he exclaimed and moaned... but I'm sure the Queen would have liked to help even Mr. Li's life if it was something she could save.

Even if we just talked a little like this, I can tell.

This spiritual queen probably likes the existence of a 'human' everywhere.

"But it is also true that I am not alone. We need your help to save Reis, Sulia."

"Me, the"

"The only way to do this is to put yourself in danger. It's a very dangerous way. Still gonna do it? Do you wish to save Lace?

What do you want to do with yourself - and the queen asked me again.

Grasp the cold, connected hand of Lace by your side.

One turn bigger than mine, a hard, wide hand with a sword. Fingertips that seem hurtful and painful to me to make me feel so powerful.

How hard it would have been.

How painful it would have been.

How much pain did Reyce endure and keep fighting the devil and throwing up words about me...... 'I hate it'?

Just imagine, a whimper creeping up from the back of your throat and loose sight again.

But I can't cry anymore.

I brutally wiped my tears with my white sleeves, eyes to eyes with the queen.

It's up to me to be ready.

"... I want Reis alive. I want to save him. Whatever I can do for it."

If Rayce has been fighting to protect me.

Now it's my turn. Whatever happens to Reis, I won't let him die. I don't know what to do with the devil.

- And.

"Always the two of us, to the Church of the King's Capital… no, I will return with you to the territory of Alruvale"

... I'm sure Leis has always wanted to go back there, in a true sense, where he is. Uncle Alan is here, and the flowers of Licora bloom gently, to that realm where you grew up with me.

I pulled my lips together.

The leaf sounds soft on my ear. Water-surface swinging with silence (all of them). The spirits around me lurk their breath and watch the silence between the bundles, lying between me and the queen.

Eventually, the queen scratched up her silver hair fluffily, wrapped around the scent of sweet flowers, "If so, I knew I would say so," she said.

"I'll teach you how to do that now. Success depends greatly on it. If you fail, you will die. Still gonna do it, huh?

"Yes."

If she nodded without one or two, the queen lifted her glossy lips and smiled.

● ● ●

I stroke Reis' dark hair with sarah and more color gloss if I let the light shine.

Sitting around the fountain (by the banks), spreading the hem of Princess Spirit's white dress, with Reis' head on his lap, I was now waiting for him to wake up.

"... it's been a long time since I've combed your hair like this."

Even though I knew I wasn't coming back, I squealed softly as I cast my own shadow on his neat face.

We're the only two of us in the light that pours from between the trees.

From now on, the spirits are somewhat disturbed. For this reason, both Wall and the Queen have been asked to erase every sign.

By my side, the Queen's sword that stands stabbed to the ground. This is what I need, so I keep it close.

To disconnect Reis from the devil and save him.

I'm ready for that.

All you have to do is... wake up and let Reis himself cooperate with this' way '.

However, I have a role to play first in convincing him that there is no way Rayce could have done it in a way that would endanger my life.

The queen said she was rather strong and put the demon in Reyce to sleep, so by the time the demon wakes up even when Reyce wakes up, there will be little time. In the meantime, I have to tell Reyes the situation and let him 'free the devil' himself.

... I had a lot to talk about without lying or falsehood, with Reis and all the things I wanted to talk about face-to-face, just fine.

"Hey, Lace. When I wake up, there's a mountain of words I want to say to you."

From the gap between my fingers, my smooth dark hair slips off.

Once upon a time, when I was reading a book with you in the shade of a tree, memories of sneaking knee pillows passed my brain to Reyce, who fell asleep at some point.

I woke up. You were a rare werewolf then, weren't you?

That makes me laugh out of place when I think back, and I loosen my mouth.

Sleeping Reyce's face fades with a pitiful impression, out-of-the-box young, and calm as a lie.

Thinking of what lies ahead, the fear of sticking with thin, though it does crawl on my back, is faster than that, and I couldn't help but want to talk to Rais.

The blue grass trees are a little cold, touching the bare feet. Reyce's body, which touches him, is just as cold without temperature.

But I already know your hidden fever.

Reis. Hey, Reis.

I want to call you by your name again and again now.

The truth is, all this time, Reyce thinks about me...

"... eh"

"- Reis?

I felt it on my knees, my comfortable weight swayed. The serene sleeping face is distorted, and Lace, wrapped in pure white knight clothes, is slightly in motion.

Only for a moment, my skin ran strong and nervous.

Before long, Reyce pressed her lid up loosely and caught me with red eyes like blood.