I had a nostalgic dream.
In the dazzling sun, a young self smiles joyfully and dreams of walking hand in hand with her calmly laughing parents.
My parents taught me all sorts of things to myself that were still unknown and pure.
Spirits, magic, knights, stories, knowledge.
Both the good and the bad told each other indefinitely, affirming that this world is also wonderful.
And I don't judge what's wrong and what's right with my own eyes.
Small happiness and great unhappiness are important pasts that make up who I am today.
Even if I never forgot the past, I never remembered it. Why do I remember it now?
The reason, I'm sure, doesn't seem to be there.
I was just getting sentimental.
"- - Leanne"
I just wanted to say my final goodbye, that's all.
"- Hey, hey"
Never again - to skip the past.
"- Oh, already! Wake up, Eileen!
So I want you to keep your mouth shut for a minute.
Forced to awaken from a pleasant slight sleep in the vibrations and glorious sunshine of a magical moving carriage, Lynn barely stared at the waking opponent - in his usual everyday outfit, in a peachy piece - Lulurier.
"... what, noisy"
"... noisy," he said?
Lulurier was quietly angry, pulling his forehead and mouth slightly.
"… you will remember later"
"... so what the hell do you want from me"
"... that kind of place is even more annoying...!
Now I eat my teeth off and desperately swallow my curse.
Al looked at the look in some frightened breeze as he combed Elise's hair, who was nagging next door,
"... about our future."
Lulurier sighed and told him so.
Linda and I escaped from the king's capital for about three days.
Following Serra's words, we proceeded through the forest, a little off the street, and boarded a carriage that we had prepared in advance, which, while alert to the "Protector” raid, was well on its way north.
The first destination is the city with the largest national library on the continent, known as the second capital, commonly known as the “Academic City”, which exists approximately one hundred kilometres from the Wang capital.
But Lulurier's face, which he wants to discuss apart from that, is serious,
"… go through the places and ultimately go 'inside the elves'.... Other than that, what do you say we have?
"Well, it's not like we need to rush right now... but there's something we definitely need to discuss, right?
In Lulurier's words, Lynn, who has a verse in mind, turns once again to Lulurier, his gaze staring out the window at his lack of interest.
I have an idea what I'm trying to say. But I'm not going to tell you that from myself, and I want you to tell me directly from Lynn's mouth that Lulurier and I are never going to look away from each other directly in the eye.
"Hehe, you're just a kid, both of you"
"Right. If you're going to deal with a boy, you have to have a certain amount of heart."
Fia and Cain looked at the situation with a smile.
Anyway, Cain couldn't hide his vigilance and surprise at first, either, in the fia, which was sometime naturally mixed.
But...
'Cause you guys, Noyne, are you going to rendezvous? Then it would be just fine. If you give me a ride, I'll get the job done, okay?... and the store, it's crushed...'
She was accompanied by a sympathetic eye focused on the fia she had told with some distant eyes and in a flushing manner.
Lin also owed a lot to Fia, so even the table could not oppose it.
That's how the line with the disintegrating addition of fia is going,
"No, you can't! Oh, you know, fight, please don't!
Garnett, who feels a sinister atmosphere, desperately tries to reach out and stop his little hand.
A child who does everything he or she can with an adult who watches him or herself quickly and warmly.
Even now, Lulurier regrets that he made me feel bad in front of Garnett,
"... ha. What I'm trying to say is, Eileen... do you want to stop people?"
Lulurier glanced at the child after he had said the word.
"... even though I'm attached to revenge, I'm not going to be like you"
- Already, I'm not half human.
The word swallows, and Lynn tells her without hesitation.
The frustration with Lynn's attitude grows more and more, but I'm not going to change it at all. I guess Lynn and the surprisingly short-tempered Lynn's groove will never fill.
Fia and Cain, unwilling to laugh, do not hesitate to laugh, and Elise, slightly awakened from a slight sleep, glances around the carriage.
"... Speaking of which, where did the senior go?"
"... they're going to make a stop and then rendezvous"
"Phew... well, Al, wake me up when you get there"
That said, Elise stretched out as big as a cat and then circled again,
"... you're the same, Elise"
Al looks down on Elise like that in a relieved manner.
Lulurier also looked at her with a grin as she looked frightened,
"Well. Noine, where are you now?
"Seniors say we'll be arriving at the Academic City by the time we get there... uh, Mr. Fier?
"I'm fine with the fia. I'm a normal person."
Yes, to some pranky laughing fia, Cain shrugged his shoulders with a lie,
"... no, Fia is an ordinary person"
Outside the window, suddenly, Serra's voice echoes.
When Lin and the others looked at each other simultaneously, it appeared that Serra had been flying away on the roof at some point, communicating a window into the carriage,
"Oh, it's not Selah. Long time no see, how have you been?"
"That's the one, it doesn't seem to change."
As Fia smiled and waved, Serra answered faceless and pale,
"Oh. Are you done with your errands?
"... Yep. I just wanted to say hello."
To Cain's words, Serra responded somewhere bewildered.
Lynn felt humane about it, but soon Serra went back to normal.
"In advance, Garnett had me waiting in the carriage, so I managed, but when I got back to" Inside the Elves, "now I have to bring the two I left behind in the King's Capital"
"... then, seniors, are we also going to call Rio Nez this time?
"... no. We can fight the Black Wings on equal footing... but we need a little more certainty."
"... is that to prevent Harnoyn Goldie from dancing?
Harnoyne, who dyed her hands contraindicated, offered herself and her sisters to the Spirit Tree as a price.
Serra unequivocally affirmed Lynn's question as to whether Lily and Asbell are also certainties because they are the same tools of the "Spirit Tree” as Harnoyn,
"... at any cost, someone wants to come back to life... I don't understand."
"... Senior Serra, I'm sure you know surprisingly."
Lulurier returns as he stretches asleep.
She deposited her head on Al's shoulder as if it were natural as she rubbed her eyes,
"Bye, Al. Nice to meet you too."
"... I'm not your wake-up call."
Not listening to Al, Lulurier journeyed into the world of his dreams in seconds, meditating his eyes as they were,
"Ha, you guys are good friends"
"Yeah. I'm so smiling, hey, Mr. Cain."
Slowly put the sleeping garnet on her lap at some point, and Fia shifts her gaze to Lynn.
"If you're Emilia, Rose will take care of you responsibly. Heh heh, and Emilia is really awesome. Even Rose, who had less hostility, draws her to her side."
"... because Emilia has always been."
No matter how hostile or alert this one is, Emilia enters her mind with ease. Be careful not to be offended, but never push favor, just make favor as usual.
In front of that dazzling smile like the sun, lies and deception don't make sense.
To Emilia like that, Lynn smiled slightly,
"... but weren't you a little mean?
"Hmm? What are you talking about, Fia?
"Cain, when it comes to reproducing the same situation as you, you'll soon find out, won't you?
"... uh, yeah, well, what... I think it's a boy-like choice for each person"
"... I still don't understand"
silently told Trinity's reaction that Lynn would have nothing to do with a tight eye,
"... I just did what I wanted"
I guess I'll never see you again anyway.
Such a small grunt seemed to speak for Lynn's feelings, the look on their faces that they dared not ask.
As if it were still the rainy season, the rain would pour without stopping.
Among them, Emilia walked without an umbrella and without a chance to go.
"... how..."
Through my head, the same words spin over and over again, my head spins again in search of forcefully anointed answers, and extra voidness and sadness arrive.
Emotions beyond her control, Emilia devoured her teeth and desperately suffered,
"... Emilia?
"Without even giving me an umbrella, what's wrong?
If they could have hung up like that and raised their faces, they would have occasionally wanted to go through, and there were the figures of Eña and Eña, who were amicably outpouring the rain with one umbrella.
To Emilia's sinking expression and her appearance, although the two had stopped for a while in a state of surprise, they immediately now rushed over to Emilia in a hurry and took the handkerchief and folded umbrella out of their nostalgia to bake her care worthwhile.
Such twin kindness and the fact that he cares not to listen to the circumstances - in the end Emilia's, tear glands collapsed.
Suddenly, to Emilia, who began to blur and weep, the twins panicked,
"... I remember"
The twins opened their eyes to the pompous, murmured words.
"Emilia, that's...!
"All... about Senior Eileen too!?"
Even if you forget, memories can pile up again. However, Enya and Imya look up to Emilia with anticipation and realize how ridiculous it is that she is still happier to remember.
Why are you crying when I remember?
Why, you seem so sad.
Why don't you laugh?
The two of you have a bad feeling about it.
Emilia grinned seemingly,
"... that time, you were really surprised, weren't you? I had a bad feeling about it, and I rushed to see if it was terrible... but there was nothing I could do... I regret it."
"Emi, li, a...?
"... even when Wang Du was attacked, in the end, all I could do was pull my leg... and I thought I was stupid for choosing the wrong answer."
"... what's wrong, Emilia...?
"Me, Eña, Eña... I really wanted to stop"
Emilia looked up at the sky with cloudy skies,
"Wrong, he said this is absolutely wrong... I wanted to stop it. Normally I go to school, chat with friends, fight sometimes... Normally, if we could all laugh at each other, I'd definitely be happier that way."
But you know what?
"... because I knew. How can you not choose such normality? I knew, didn't I? So I couldn't say anything... because I didn't deserve to say that. So let's at least watch... I'm the only one on my side..."
Emilia is
"- Yes, I think so!!"
Tons of tears in her eyes, she screams out loud.
To a reality that is too sad and cruel, as if you can't defy '' even if you want to.
I can't contain my emotions, it's just Emilia spits out that thought.
"How come!? How can I not remember!? I don't know, I don't know, Eña, Eña! I remember, I got my memories back... but only one thing, it's smeared in black!!"
You're always at the heart of Emilia, and that's why Emilia takes action.
"I just wanted you to laugh... and that didn't have to be next to me. I just wanted you to forget about that and live normally... that's all you should have...!
It was all about Emilia, that person,
"No name, no face, no voice! It's all black and forcefully smeared... I remember being there and I don't know what I told you... who it was, that's all I don't know...!... why, why...!?"
Emilia knew why that was happening.
He said he felt the same way again, just as Emilia felt the same way.
So I did exactly that.
Don't get involved in Emilia's life anymore.
He said he chose to part forever to avoid causing that tragedy again.
That choice would create unthinkable pain and despair for Emilia, while even depriving her of a reason to live - perhaps she knew it.
Still, I wasn't lost.
This is the best choice for Emilia.
I knew it all - I couldn't stand on my feet anymore.
Falling from her knees, Emilia cried out with her face covered with both hands and a long voice.
Beside it, Eña and Eña leaned in quietly and supported Emilia's heart only a little bit, which was still about to collapse.
"- I miss you, '...!!"
"Was that really the right choice... he's pretty clumsy"
The collapsed outer wall was being repaired by the "Knights of the King's Capital" in a total outing.
The sight and the person watching one girl cry down at the same time - stretching brightly colored red red lotus wings from her back, “Red Lotus Wings” murmured with a serene face surrounded by countless “micro spirits”.
Grabbing the mask in his hand, he sees and hears everything with no less hearing and sight than the 'Elves', taking off his jacket, which was woven with feathers.
Elsewhere, there is a brother and sister, a boss, who mourns Harnoyn for choosing to die at the end of that journey, and elsewhere, Rose, who was a "wind discipline commissioner”, looking around warily to see if there were any "guardian” raids.
“Red Lotus Wings" smiled, believing in each thought and pushing forward the human figure.
"... after all, it wasn't like me to act like Iselia obsessed with one doll. Besides, I can't believe you let her act with Black Wings... she hated me too."
Hey, guys.
as I agree with his whining. The "microspirits” fly around him,
"Besides, I can't wait to see how those“ black wings "react when they can't carry out their orders..."
With an elbow on his knee and a cheek cane, he tells that the "Red Lotus Wing” is nothing but a gentle grin.
"I pulled them up on purpose, so I want them to take a good escort... because it doesn't take a lot of work anyway. About once, you should overlook it and put it up, right?
In his words, the “microspirits”, with a slightly larger presence, leaned their necks and raised questions,
"... well. You're sweet."
I gaze at such “microspirits” with a gentle grin.
"But I'm not as kind as you. I am the“ Protector "… I will do all I can to be evil and treacherous, the incarnation of evil. At the end of the day, I think it's a good idea to cut off and execute people for justice."
The "microspirits” fly around simultaneously, denying their masochistic ideas and stating good points.
to them, rejoicing in their words, “Red Lotus Wings” laughed joyfully,
"Thank you, everyone. But that's okay. I know best about me... I, yeah,“ Spirit Tree Guardian ”should all be killed. They must not live. Evil just because it exists...... hang around you in poison fangs. I can't save anywhere, I'm a selfish, stupid, ugly person."
So I want them to do their best - to kill us.
Not a desire for ruin, not a joke, but some “slight spirit” rushes over and ears at him telling him like some other HR,
"... I don't like it. That's not true. I just told the truth. Oh, of course, you're not going to die, are you? … so rest assured, everyone"
To the "microspirits” who look worried,
"- I can't believe the story that doesn't end up, because that's the dream story"
“Red Lotus Wings," he said with a humane look.