Sevens

We're supposed to take on a massive convoy escort.

They deliver the load in the order of Galleria and Lusoworth through Rolphis. However, the two countries are in a state of tension.

It was a hassle, but after entering Galleria, I had to go back to Rolphis and do the hassle of entering Russowerth from there.

While confirming those plans, Rolphis decided to send me a letter informing me that the convoy would pass.

And the person who entrusts the letter...

"... I just got back. What?

In the reception room of the mansion, Mr. Allette had a tired look sitting on the couch. I was on my way out to crusade the labyrinth at the request of the East Branch, but I think I came back yesterday.

It's not even a very big labyrinth, and the crusade itself seems to have been done quickly. However, when surveying the surrounding area, it appeared that the new village could be pioneered and that it was also undertaking a detailed request for the area.

I have a serious look.

"I'm asking you to be serious about it. It's an opportunity to get into both countries, Galleria, Russowerth, and Baym's convoy - well, it's a merchant's escort. Even for me, I want to see what's going on in both countries."

Mr. Alette sighed.

"Was it an alliance or a coalition? If the four countries work together, it will certainly stabilize the area. Even if there were other small countries, I can pull them in here depending on the conditions. But I don't think those two countries are gonna make it."

Mr Alette's impression is that the two countries seem to be very tightly bound.

Galleria is the country represented by the most powerful lords around. You don't think the Lords around you have spared Galleria any help in resisting Russowerth either?

In contrast, Russowerth manages territory in one country. There is no such thing as a lord, and it doesn't seem like a lord exists by sending deputies.

They're out of control.

"- Those two countries have a lot of skirmishes anyway. Besides, every time a World War II maiden comes out, it's a one-horse race. It's an overwhelming strength that no one else can handle. Until I saw it, I figured there was a way to fight it, but even I'd be slashed down in seconds."

Mr. Alette is not weak. Rather, he's a strong kind of person. When Mr. Alette says he can't get fat like that, he does seem like an unusual opponent.

"You think your skills are powerful?

Mr. Alette had a cup of tea and when he put the cup on the table he glanced.

"No, it's simply strong. If I were born and had a strong man, I'd think I was a person like them. Normally there are people who do that. However, direct combat and magic are extraordinary. Not to mention, my skills are the rear guard system. I mean, it's a magic specialty."

It is characteristic of the rear guard system skills that sublimates some of the magic to its own magic. It's troublesome because it's hard to deal with when it comes to proprietary magic.

I'm putting my hand on my chin.

"What are the measures?

"I can't. I checked with these eyes, but you can't do that. You know... people dance in the sky. Magic is unleashed and people are thrown out into the air. Cigarettes were up high, too. I felt like I was being shown a difference in strength."

When I saw how Mr. Alette was depressed, I had something cold flowing down my back, too.

There was a relaxing fourth generation voice from the treasure balls.

"Is it a monster class? Which would be more troublesome than Ceres."

I have trouble getting Celeste's monster to gobble up. It's just that I have a strong interest in both of them. If you can pull it in, it will be a powerful hand note.

I don't want you to crush me. I wanted to manage to install cooperation.

"... I'll try to make contact."

Mr. Alette, look at me.

"Are we going to increase it again? I wish my Royal Highness could have one too..."

The last one said Boso, but I pretended not to hear.

Preparation is underway.

I was called in and walked into the treasure ball.

For some reason, everyone is gathering in front of the door in my memory room.

Mr. Mireia also felt more troubled than usual, while the seventh generation held his head.

The third generation is also thinking, and the fifth generation is looking at me and pointing some suspicious gaze at me. And the fourth generation look at me.

"Lyell, you better be ready today"

"What is it suddenly?

I'm confused by the unusual atmosphere, but Mr. Mireia approached me.

"Lyell... have you ever wanted to turn a woman's skirt?

... What am I supposed to say when I'm suddenly told that? I'm laughing ~, I felt like I couldn't even say that. Seriously denying it is likely to be suspicious.

"No, I don't know what you're trying to say."

Mr. Mireia tilted his neck with his hands on his cheeks. Look at me and say something. I do, but after a while I take my hand off my cheek and nod a few times.

'Well, you'll see. Shall we go?'

I remember the last time Mr. Septem disappeared. It was about the treasure balls preparing a different person again.

"Did someone show up to explain it to you next? Who is it?

I turn my gaze to Mr. Mileia, and to the historical masters, but everyone had a subtle look on their face.

"... is there anything wrong with today's atmosphere?

Then the fifth generation pointed to my memory room.

"Let me in and I'll see."

I do think so, and I put my hand on the door knob. For a moment, I wondered if maybe Ceres would come out next, but I felt different in the reactions of our historical contemporaries.

After I took a deep breath, I opened the door.

- Nowem was visiting Lyell's room.

Time is in the evening. Dinner is being prepared, and I'm here to tell Lyell when to eat.

Lyell's work room is where Nowem once fought against the poor beings who merged with the demons at the end of the mansion.

It is the master's working room or study of the mansion, a splendid room. Upon entering such a room, Lyell was lying on the couch.

I knocked on the door a few times and didn't hear back. When he entered the room because there were signs, Nowem thought to put something on him when he smiled because Lyell was asleep.

The season is summer. Maybe it would be nice to have a towel.

When I thought so and searched for a room, there was still a well-prepared Monica available for a towel kettle. When he did it to Lyell, Nowem saw a pale, glowing jewel.

"Glow again..."

Nowem knew that Lyell was thus flying consciousness to the treasure ball. I'm pretty sure I brought all the party members into the treasure balls in the middle of a labyrinth crusade before and let them fight there.

And to some extent, I had anticipated it. I've predicted many times before, but what I'm sure of is when Lyell fought Traci on board.

Behind the fighting Lyell, Nowem saw the face of the first basil Walt.

"Dear Ryer, Tell the Historical Masters Regards"

Nowem stroked Lyell's cheek saying that...

Memory room.

My memory room served me well enough to say it was the first time.

That was a house arrest room for five years. My room and some of the garden I could see from it were as far as I could go.

If I do, I have a book, and I see the person who took the pile of books. The boy had the same blue hair and blue eyes as me.

It's just not me in memory. The boy speaks here.

'As far as I'm concerned, you liked big tits. After all, is it your mother's influence? My mother had big breasts, too. But lately, my little breasts are starting to wonder if that's what they taste like.'

'Something' talks about what I looked like as a boy as I glanced through a book about magic.

"Who are you"

I was holding onto my chest with my right hand and holding onto my clothes. When a weird sweat flows, the boy looks back.

He greets me with a smile.

"Nice to meet you. Should I say it's been a while? I'm you, you're me. Simply put, I am a memory sealed by my pretty sister, Ceres, and another personality. Memory is one element that greatly affects personality - personality. Memory is experience. I mean, you were born because you lost some kind of experience, and I know that, too. No, I may be closer to you than I am to taking over my memory."

In my appearance around the age of ten, the boy has explained in an adult tone, even though it is the voice of a child.

"Pretty Ceres? And personality?

I'm in the room. When I turned my gaze to Mr. Mireia, the boy laughed. Mr. Mireia just looks at me and says, "It's okay."

'I already treat you like a hippo because that's how I immediately rely on women. Well, I'm a beautiful boy, so naturally you can help me. But if you stay put, you'll be done with your love.'

Couscous and the laughing boy put the book down and walk in the room, and prepare a chair. Because some of the dusty rooms were places the servants didn't really want to clean either.

Now that I think about it, I think I had a hell of a life.

Wiping away the dust in the sitting area with a handkerchief, the boy has advised us - me and Mr. Mireia - to sit down. The person sits on the bed.

I sat down and opened my mouth, staring seriously at them.

"What do you want to tell me? What is Treasure Ball going to teach me?

The boy turned slightly upwards and glazed over the bed.

'Is there nothing else? On the contrary, do you have questions or something? I'll answer as much as I can. "

Asked questions, I ask what bothered me. I have a lot to ask, but the best was the word now.

"What does cute Ceres mean? He hates me."

'Yeah, you were hated. But I'm Ceres' brother. That's why I've been dealing with you as my brother. Because Ceres is my little sister. Whether she was laughing or thanking me, Ceres always resented me. resentful and jealous, he had something in the back of his heart '

I'm stunned to hear that.

"... you knew"

'Yeah!' Cause I love my family. I wanted to save you from that emotion one day, but I couldn't do it in the end. "

I shook my neck sideways, and I didn't think I was so much like I am now. The person in front of me is like someone else.

Time had stopped when he was ten years old without growing up.

(Did I look like this?

As he looked strange, the boy in front of him had missed his gaze with a slightly troubled look.

'Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm me, not me from the past. They sealed my memories, and that's how I came to see you locked up. So I say, you and I are different in a way. More or less, I'm not as hectic as you.'

I thought.

(I don't know... I hate this guy)

I smiled and said, "What's next?" And so I asked what bothered me. "

"Why did Ceres hate me? And why would you do that?"

The boy looked a little sad and leaned down, exhaling.

'That was sweet. It's also my mistake. Well, it wasn't so much Celeste was ingenious that Agrissa, sealed in a yellow treasure ball, was hiding it. Behind the smile, I wonder when Ceres, who got the treasure balls, was going to chase me down? I think Nowem knows a lot about it. "

Ask for Nowem's name, but no more surprises. I knew Nowem was taking over the memory of a goddess or an evil god.

So I know something, and I know you're hiding it.

"I'll check with Nowem soon. I'm just trying to have a proper conversation. Even after knowing everything..."

Then, the boy in front of him turned to a crisp smile. I was smiling, but there was a cold sweat on my spine. It's the same sign as Ceres.

When I stood up from the chair, at some point I pointed my weapon at the boy for my hand.

"Ever since you found out everything? Damn, say something sweet. I should have heard it out right away. And you may not know everything."

Mr. Mireia stood up and came out before me.

"Raku, you."

When I called the boy in front of me by the same name as me, the boy - all I could want was to shrug his shoulders and hold onto a unique atmosphere.

"Mr. Mileia is already scared when he pisses you off. But your ability to attract women is more like you."

They said they weren't happy, and I checked.

"Mr. Septem to me too...... is Septem's ability handed down?

It's just that I'm freaking out.

'What? Because I'm a beautiful boy. It's not the power of the goddess. There's a woman coming over because I'm good. Don't get me wrong there. Otherwise, there won't be a bunch of women in a heckle like you. I mean, now you have no goddess knowledge or power left, so I squeeze it.'

"... I hate you."

When I spilled the truth, I smiled and snorted.

'I hate you too. Same thing!

If I stare, I won't be frightened. Instead of being frightened, he starts explaining what I wanted to hear.

"I don't know everything either. All I know is me and your past. I'm sorry to say, but I'm better than you. Anyway, I'm just taking over a few memories of Septem, the goddess. Even if I say memory, is that knowledge? I understand magic manipulation, and magic. '

"Magic? Magic is magic."

He shook his head to the side.

'Magic was poisonous to humans. No, it was poison to everything that was alive. You can also ask Nowem about this area. I'm not familiar with it either. But I knew about magic. So I was familiar with body strengthening, and magic. I know so I could handle it well. Besides, he had talent. "

I turned to Mireia and pointed at her.

"Mr. Mireia, I'm not like this guy. You're not supposed to be such a busy kid."

Mr. Mireia was laughing bitterly.

'Uh-huh, I think so too...'

Then, Raku protests. Instead of disagreeing with me, you're angry with me while I agree.

'You bet! I am me. It's been [Lyell Walt] since I was born. But you were born after everything was taken [Lyell Walt]. Don't be with me, right?'

I opened my eyes.

"You, that means I..."

'That's right. It's fake. And I'm the one closest to the real deal. So I want it back, my body.'

The boy moved to my sight in an instant. The move is more than Ceres.

When I tried to fall back, Mr. Mireia broke in with us. Mr. Mireia's eyes glowed golden, and he was intimidated even though his standing was normal.

You can take your hands behind your head.

'Well, that way to Mr. Mireia? Damn, you just made Nowem fall in love. I couldn't have done it. "

I hear it from behind Mr. Mireia.

"What? Nowem's been telling me for a long time."

'That's different, too. I mean, you really believe in Nowem. Is it imprinted? I'll tell you what, Nowem was a certain distance from me and Ceres. You didn't respond well when I spoke. [M] Because it's not choro, because in me it's as much as I called it [Nowem on the Iron Wall]'

Was Nowem distancing himself from the old me? How could you do that? So, did I think Nowem was much nicer? No, in the first place... am I fake?

When I think about it, Mr. Mireia hugs me.

"Oh..."

'Calm down. If you don't hold your heart strong, you'll really be taken over.'

I was laughing at Couscous. Laughter, and I sat back in bed.

'Whoa, it's almost time. Well, is there something you want to ask me? I can answer one more question. "

I saw the presence in front of me, and I tried to ask him something. But I can't think of any confusion. And I hated the presence in front of me.

And it overlapped with myself, where there was a presence in front of me.

"You... take over my body when I“ grow up "!

Then, Ruraku had a subtle expression. Looking at me in a flicker. So it seemed like pity...... it felt bad.

'I know how you feel, but it doesn't matter to me. No, there may be, but that's because it's undoubtedly you. I'm in a bit of a state of sun where boulders can get me... sorry, I can't defend myself. I'm so sorry.'

"Yes, no, because I'm not, or you..."

'You know what? I remember, it's sealed. I kind of know what's going on out there, but I can't go out there or anything. I can't even interfere from inside the treasure ball. So I know you don't want to admit it... but that's you. Well, I know you want to blame people... Oh, I'm sorry, you decide? It makes me feel better just to think so. "

I really wanted to apologize for what I saw in front of me.

"Stop, don't be serious about apologizing. Seriously, don't console me! Or I don't like you!

I can see it on the bed, smiling and tilting my neck.

Me, too.

That's what I said. I was really happy to say that.