One day about three months after graduating from Mullet School.
In the bright, downpouring midsummer sun, we - me and Millie, plus Alice and Claire. Hey and the five of Sofia - were visiting a small, tall hill outside the town of Mullet.
An artificial hill made with the city of Mullet, which did not exist a few years ago. A stone tablet is erected at its top, and wildflowers are laid around it.
It is the tomb of the victims of the Granchez family raid.
Visiting this place today is the so-called tomb of a basin.
It's not a custom in this world. I've been so busy I didn't show my face that this is how we've all come to visit.
I close my eyes on one knee in front of the tablet.
What floats like that are the knights who have died for us. And about my family and - one day, people who were supposed to be family.
Brother Blake - to be honest, I didn't really like him. Because you tried to do terrible things to Alice, and you didn't admit you were my brother.
But still, I don't know what's going on. Lion is a disturbing being that threatens his status. That's what they told me and I grew up with, so you couldn't help but hate me.
That's why he wanted to settle... someday.
And then Mr. Caroline -- honestly, I don't know.
If there's no blood connected, I've only seen my face a few times. Ten people isolated me away, but I'd say the impression is the least.
The only intensely impressive thing is that I threw myself out in front of the murder blade to save my father. Mr. Caroline must have loved my father from the bottom of her heart. Thinking about it, I don't think it's impossible that they hated me, the concubine's son.
And finally, about Robert's father.
Sometimes I still think about what my father thought of me.
Dad responded to Mr. Caroline's request and quarantined me from leaving. That's how he treated me as someone who wasn't... supposed to be.
But what my father left me with was a saying that you were a proud son.
Was that the real thing you spilled during death? Or was it just a sentimental word?
I don't know.
I don't know, so I think a lot about it. The truth is, I wonder what my father thought of me...
I pray for their happiness with such thoughts in my heart. That's how I moved off the spot after I finished praying. I stepped back a little and retreated from the front of the stone tablet.
Alice and Claire go in with the replacement. Hey, get on your knees in front of the stone tablet and start praying. Looking at it blurry, Mother Millie leaned in.
"You've been praying for a long time, haven't you?
"You mean prayer... I wonder what my father thought of me"
"You know, I loved Lion."
My mother answered my question instantly. In that overly confident tone, on the other hand, I wonder if it is, I also wonder if it's restful.
"Dad kept me away, didn't he?
"Sometimes it's important to keep them away, isn't it?
"If so... good"
If I had lived in real estate, I would have been harassed by Brother Blake and Mr. Caroline every day. So, it's not an impossible story to protect from then.
But that's not necessarily why I was quarantined. Because it's quite possible to say that my father just hated trouble.
"Sorry to keep you waiting - what's wrong?
Alice and the others back after prayer look at me thinking about it and snap my neck.
"No, it's nothing. If we're all done here, let's go home."
- In the end, there is no way left to know the truth about what my father thought. I guess I'll have to accept that. I concluded that way and finished visiting the graves of the Granchez family.