Anastasia
Anastasia saw two miracles.
The first miracle is a slaughter that even cleaves heaven, unleashed by a girl who was benevolent to the "beauty of the moon".
The second miracle is -- the magic unleashed by Reggie, the boy who knows Anastasia.
Everyone was prepared that the "Toyono Sky" would fall fast and that there would be few shocks running to the hull. The body could have been thrown out and slammed to the ceiling sufficiently. There was nowhere safe on board without the idea of a seat belt, and Anastasia just had to grab the railings and prepare for impact.
(That magic belongs to Mr. Reggie...!
The hull sounded deaf, but still the fall of the "abundance no sky" slowed down like a sudden brake, and finally succeeded in an untimely fashion with a slight shake.
"Ki, it's a miracle!
The commander bangs out screaming and cheers up in the command room where the normal lights are back. Ministers who were gathered to defend the Emperor are also delighted as they embrace each other.
"--No Anastasia went here"
And at that time, the cabinet shall be hacked by the words of the emperor. I should have been right there until earlier and grabbed the railing, but I haven't seen what happened to her because everyone was nodding around protecting the emperor.
The wooden railings burned and smelled fragrant.
(Ha, ha, ha...!
Anastasia was running in those days.
Careful care should be taken because [fire magic] is activated even when you raise your voice when you are running.
But not my usual dress. I'm a long boot on my culotte skirt today, so I was lucky to have no problem running.
(Ahead, here -- that, the door is closed...?
Anastasia ran through the narrow passage and came to the entrance she used when boarding. But of course it was closed there, and Anastasia fell on her way, breathing on her shoulders. I don't know what to do when this happens.
There was no such thing as a door knob on the iron door, and steel plates were affixed to the position where it was originally. If you look to the side of the futon, there is an "Emergency Escape" letter on the wall that says "Use is only allowed in an emergency. Open the cover, pull the lever and disconnect the steel wire that appears. However, if it is used outside of an emergency, it will be punished." The cover was opened without hesitation.
There's Reggie. There's Reggie who saved this airship. Besides, he fainted to fall after using extreme magic twice. Do something about this without saying it's urgent --.
Pulling the lever, the steel plate stuck at the door knob slid and the steel wire appeared —— but that's thicker than I expected, a wire about 5mm in diameter. I slapped the knife I had for protection, but I was not scared with Anastasia's fine arms.
…………
Anastasia glanced at the narrow passage slightly, making sure no one was coming, knifed off and touched the right index finger on the wire.
I bandage my throat with my left hand, but this magic is already broken.
"Cut it off."
I felt like I could. That and all thanks to the [magic manipulation] Reggie gave me —— a brilliant white flame appeared on the tip of my index finger, and the ultra-high temperature melted the wire.
"Huh!"
The wire cut off so that it could play and cut Anastasia's finger, blood flowing.
In front of him, the door seemed unlocked, and Gi, and opened a few centimeters outside, so Anastasia pressed it with both hands --.
!?
The door opens as soon as possible and the body pops out to the front. It was about two metres above the ground and Anastasia unnecessarily fell to the ground.
Ouch. I hit my elbow or butt. It looked dusty and coughed up, his voice leaked, and when the fire lit around him, it went out.
(More than that, Mr. Reggie!
Standing up in pain, Anastasia looked around for a moment.
This should have been a place with loads of grudges. Many buildings have also collapsed. Even so, the neighborhood was further ground.
(Powerful [wind magic]......!
I didn't know Reggie was such a magical user, though I didn't think he was.
Numerous struts exited from the bottom of the "Toyono Sky," which supported the giant brilliantly. This is what would have broken the strut if the ground had been gloomy or extremely velocity, and the airship had been overthrown.
And how much better and the number of dead than the ship would have been completely destroyed would have been suppressed —— not zero dead, of course, and dozens of seriously injured people would have come out.
Reggie's magic saved the lives of many of his crew and Anastasia.
Anastasia ran out when she noticed Reggie falling on her back at a remote location. I've been running so far and so tired, but I don't think it's a big deal compared to Reggie's hard work.
(Mr. Reggie, Mr. Reggie, Mr. Reggie!
Anastasia, leaning over, is bewildered by the emotions that spring on her chest.
"Appreciation" is the strongest. Of course there is "respect" and "dear". On the other hand, there are strong thoughts such as "interest" - an "interest" in how such a person was born and got here.
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I'll stop by and I'll see. Clothes were flaking everywhere, all over the dirt. I could easily imagine that Anastasia, the dirt that came from saving so many people until I got here, of course, didn't know that -- "I must have been helping people".
Reggie, who closed her eyes, seemed asleep, and that face seemed satisfied.
Anastasia kneels on the spot and lifts his upper body. I'm gonna take that head so I can hold it, and I'm gonna put my forehead around my eyes.
(Mr. Reggie......)
A crazy thought springs up from the center of Anastasia's body, warm and seemingly manipulative of its bearded head.
Everything was as dramatic as theatre, to think.
A boy who showed up to save a handful of friends Lulusha.
I read this intent and attacked the labyrinth well beyond my expectations.
Not only that, but when I spotted my constitution and it was written on paper, I was so surprised that my heart would stop.
When you snuck in to see me at night, I was so thrilled that the same heart seemed to rip open.
And it gave me hope to live, and just now it saved me a pinch of absolute despair.
(I knew)
Anastasia knew the identity of the emotions that were born in her mind.
(To you, I fell in love)