The girl with the fire wheel.

The turbulent Liberian continent has finally ushered in a harvest autumn. Having finished replenishing supplies, the Holsheed Empire headed to western Bahr with a total of 120,000 under Amir's decree. It's not just the Bahar soldiers, it's the empire, Liberdam, and the eastern states under the umbrella that recruit soldiers to launch. This is not just a battle to devastate the front line of the liberation of Bahar. It is the number aligned to crush the governor's office and recapture the rebellious coin bra as it is. Emperor Amir will be lined up in the rear and the actual command will be carried out by Marshal Farid Aline. Exactly, a must-win attitude.

The Liberian Confederation, on the other hand, is also out to depress Governor Noel Vossheit as General. Place a formation on the Altvale Plains and take an attitude to intercept the Imperial Army. From Gemb, Sidden, and from Unified Coimbra, Elgar took reinforcements to join the ranks. Since soldiers were also sent by Giv, Carmbiz, whose enemy threat was mitigated, the result was an alignment of 100,000 more than originally expected.

Imperial Army 120,000, Confederate 100,000. Since the Holseed Empire united the continent, the biggest battle was about to begin just now.

- It is the opening of the Battle of Altvale.

Farid, entrusted with his command on the front line, first took the structure of a protracted battle as he stretched his stretch to the north and south. The opposing Noel also deployed a formation to match it. The two armies took the form of straight lines on the plains. There was no assault on the Black Yang rider at first hand, which Noel feared. Neither could the Empire suddenly commit a risk of depression. Farid had suggested thwarting his nose, but was rejected by Amir. He feared losing Kuroyang, the tiger's son, at the beginning.

Both commanders preserve the main force and repeat the battle by deploying small forces. If you move bigger than this formation, you'll always have a gap. Because I understand that if you get punched through there, it can be fatal.

The skirmishes between the two armies continue, as the swords meet. If the right-wing shows up with an augmented structure to attack the soldiers, support will soon be mobilized to confront this. We left it to momentum to destroy the front line, and the backpacking squad immediately fills the hole and pushes it back. Small fights don't settle for each other.

If Farid uses his cavalry's mobility to target a tank raid, a Federation ambush stands by to intercept this. Pursue it and chase it deep, and the waiting archers of the Empire will be scattered away. Both armies, one by one offense continues even.

Some foolish Gembu martial officers said they should storm with dignity and cleanliness, but Noel pierces the enduring battle overnight. Now, it's better to move first, to the disadvantage. The opponent can wait and intercept. The sharpening of the spirit went on and on.

The muddled and shredded war of attrition continued even a month after the war began. Amir, Sidden, etc. also started working out measures to turn up and open the boulder, but Farid and Noel still don't move. Observe the opponent's movements with binoculars throughout the day, closely examining soldier fatigue, morale, etc.

But we felt each other that the time was near. Wherever it moves or moves the opponent is the division of the battle. To identify it, the two kept staring at the enemy by increasing their concentration to the limit.

- And when he was in his second month, Noel decided to move first. It was decided that it was time to finally move the measures that had been prepared to implementation.

"Move the Governor's Office to the front line and hang on to build the fortress that will serve as a bridge headquarter. The main guard, and the workers, hit the one chosen by Ligret. Soldiers under my command will temporarily be assigned to other units."

When Noel says that abruptly on the occasion of a military conference he doesn't know how many times, Sidden, Elgar shouts a surprise.

The aim is simply to make enemies eat by showing them the gaps. It is also a measure that Belgium, the solar emperor who once dominated the continent, was good at.

"Do what's stupid. I've never heard of fortification in a confrontational situation. Even if you have successfully completed the work, it is of great strategic significance."

Even though it's defensive, it's not like a castle. It may lead to a boost in war, but Sidden is right given the risks involved.

"I guess so. It's like you're asking me to attack you."

"If you know what I mean, reconsider. You are the head of the Federation's iconic Governor's Office. In the unlikely event that it is taken away, morale will drop instantly. If provocation is what you want, there's another way."

"Lord Sidden is right! There's no need for Noel to be on the front line!

"That's why I have to go. If you don't prepare high bait, you'll never eat a beast accustomed to blood"

"I can understand your language, but if you don't succeed, it will cause the collapse. First, Black Yang rides are not necessarily eaten. If I were an Imperial Commander, I'd let you find out what's going on, even at the expense of the other soldiers. I would never let you put in a black and yang rider.... Noel, think carefully here."

Sidden perseveres, but Noel shakes his neck to the side.

"It's okay. If I move, the Black Yang rider will definitely move. Definitely. Put on a battle there. I'm the general now, and this is all I'll ever let you do."

Noel with a strong tone sometime. In fact, Sidden was also thinking of a means of opening up the glued situation. It wasn't so dangerous, but I thought it was one hand to deliberately create gaps.

"Even if you succeed in luring, you're not the target of a half-breed ambush. Black Yang Riding is a fearful opponent... or is it also a solution?

Noel nods deeply to Sidden's concerns.

"Of course. You can leave the troublesome Farid and Black Yang rides to me. The general is me now. We all want you to take a good look at the enemy and determine the opportunity for an attack. If you have a gap in your enemies, attack them no matter what."

Noel said so in a calm tone. From the beginning Noel went to the front line and some hands lured his enemies. But all of a sudden, he decided that his allies were rebellious and stopped. Like Sidden earlier, there is bound to be an opinion as to why we commit danger. And if you still push through your opinions, cracks may run into allies working with each other. Noel still remembers what happened in the Coimbra Bahar War earlier. That's all the evidence or evidence you need to convince people.

That's why Noel waited. The spirit of your enemies and allies reaches its limits in a war of attrition that will only shrink health and food. Noel was observing not just the enemy, but his allies as well. And I decided that now was the time to move.

The fact that the allies have begun to sound is pretty much the same situation as the enemy. Under that circumstance, if Noel commits a danger and brings the main formation forward, and this sight begins to build a fort, it can cause some upset.

That way, Farid moves for sure. Even if I know there's a trap, I have to move. Because this is Noel's provocation. If left alone, it would not only result in cowardice and slander, but in the soldiers being disappointed and morale falling.

And to push further, Noel commands Barbus.

"Barbus, repeat the provocation by setting up an enemy central position with a throwing cavalry. Just from a distance you can be sure you can get away with. Don't ever force me!

"Got it! We'll take care of the termites! Hehe, apparently you got the best job!

"- Barbus. Say it again, but don't ever push it. The goal is not to inflict a painful beating on the enemy, but to pull it out. Make sure you understand what you do."

"You don't have to tell me twice, I know exactly what you mean! Leave it to me, Governor!

Noel listens to Barbus' answer and nods small.

Sidden, Elgar seems reluctantly convinced. I have nothing to argue with anymore. The rest depends on who you choose.

- But Farid didn't move hard. Three days and three nights later, he was provoked by the termite party, but Farid admonished him to move. The Confederate army has been cursing, blowing trumpets, throwing in throwing bullets sprinkling fire and iron pieces. The Rebeccas on the central front were mad, but Farid kept ordering them to wait.

"Why are you stopping me! If you smash those bastards to death, they'll gain momentum! Why do you have to be like a turtle! My brother also said the cavalry is in the march!!

"Because that's what the enemy is after. You don't have to bother riding a clear invitation."

"I'm not convinced! Even on the continent, the Atasis kept winning! I beat that bitch once. You don't have to threaten me!

"... I won't allow you to disturb the line. Back off!"

Rebecca kicks a nearby chair and returns to the line. I'll bitterly drop it off, but I don't know how she feels either. What is in a hurry is that the other soldiers will be with them. They really want to move this one. That's why he makes it look like a night raid and sets up an act of provocation every night. Dawn reinforced soldiers with only increased combat instincts, and Kuroyang rides, etc. seem to have reached their limits of patience.

(... can't we just watch it forever? If you don't do something about it, you'll lose your morale)

If you're after it, it's when the enemy caught his guard. You can't even allow Noel to build a fort. There's no point in that, but if you miss it, the Empire's soldiers will rise back. I can see there's a trap. If you just stop it, just turn your soldiers around ready to throw away the pawn. But Farid had put the decision on hold. Amir is urging me to turn the proper soldiers to stop the plot. This was the first time for Farid to have withheld an order from Amir.

(... Your Majesty's thoughts are well understood. But Noel wants to take it from me, if he can. And just one more time, talk to me. -)

I notice the report of the red stained decree and look up into the sky. There was a bright red stained sky there. The time is dusk.

- At that time, a tremendous explosion will reach Farid's ears. And the screams that follow and the sounds of the horn whistles announcing the departure.

"... what the hell! I didn't give the order to attack!! Where the hell is it?

"I say! Looks like Lieutenant General Rebecca's squad has begun its advance! You are currently heavily pursuing the enemy cavalry!

"A fool imitates himself!

Farid throws down the report. But I immediately change my mind. Instead, he said now might be a good time. It is also possible that the enemy cut off the paralysis and went too deep. Then it's the only time to move.

Farid closes one eye and thinks.

- What would be good to do? What is best for the Empire, for me? If you are going, put in the Black Yang Knight here, chase the enemy cavalry, and Farid raids Noel's main formation. In case there was a trap, a small number of ambushes could kick it. If there are many of them, it is possible to survive if there is a breakthrough in the Black Yang rides.

- And more importantly.

(Noel's asking me out. This may be the last opportunity to speak directly. If so, we have to go)

Farid's thought had been slightly disturbed by the long war of attrition. I took precedence over Amir's orders over my own will. My original self has appeared.

If I set myself up now, I can relate directly to her. A choice you're not always supposed to choose. Another self that is true to the Emperor, stop, sounds a fierce alarm that it is a trap. Wasn't Amir also strictly demanding that the black-yang rider be worn out? Commander, you must not mismatch martial arts with barbarity.

But ignoring that warning, Farid chose to ride the invitation. For the first time in Farid's life, he chose it of his own free will.

"- Okay, we follow Rebecca Squad! Target, Federation Noel HQ! Sound the horn of the Black Yang rides!!

"Ha! Everybody out! Kill all the traitors!

"Respond!!

Heavy bass sounds, black and yang rides from the central position to begin the launch. Run vigorously through the red-dyed plains to the base of the fort, which you can see in the distance. It's still far from exchanging forts, with wood and other supplies left unattended. Now it is absolutely impossible to obstruct the cavalry.

Farid remains situated in a squadron of Black Yang riders, squeezing the spear. It is the Empire's Sun Flag that is flying. What we aim for is a federal flag divided into red and white. The white part, dyed at dusk, appeared as if it were a red monochrome.

"... to Lord Noel, I will not let you go"

"Out of the way!!

Try to block the cavalry, make contact with the Federation Infantry. The enemy's movements were tired or very slow, picking up dozens in the blink of an eye.

"Keep going! Aim for Noel. Just one! If we take him, we win this fight! Show the rebels the power of the Black Yang Ride!

"Answer!

When Farid is inspired, everyone raises their spears.

- Far away, I could see the firehand rising with the explosion. It was ahead of Rebecca.

Noel HQ. Verify with your binoculars that the Black Yang Horseman is on his way. Fighting has already begun with the infantry. We'll be here in a few minutes.

"… Your Excellency. Master Barbus was killed in action. Looks like they used a projectile to take the enemy general on the road."

"... command, let the termite party golan take over"

"Ha!"

Barbus would have decided that the provocation was ineffective. So before the night came, we headed to the enemy and went in deep knowing it was dangerous. I was successful in pulling out the Kofi, the enemy cavalry, and the Black Yang Cavalry. But I couldn't get away with it. So, dead.

If I had left it to Barbus, I might have known this would happen sooner or later. But here's what I had to do.

Noel, who became sad, wanted to cry, but managed to distort his face. Because if I cry now, I'll lose my strength. I cannot allow a commander to cry.

"… Your Excellency"

"Yeah. I have to do what I do before I grieve. Pass the word to Ligret and Kai. When things start, strictly tell me never to forgive you. Halfway through, everything goes to waste. I'll leave the rest to Sidden and you."

Noel stands up and takes the double-forked spear. And I gave him the hammer he was wearing.

"My lord. This is..."

"Yeah. If you're not a little light, you can't beat that one. I don't like to lose it. So will you keep it?

Noel wore a dagger on his hips instead of an iron hammer, and waited. The sky is a bright red evening. But it wouldn't be my fault you seeped in a little bit.

- The ravages of the Black Yang Ride continue. As Farid pierces the spear from the horse, the Confederate soldiers exhale blood from their mouths and breathe out. Too brittle. I wonder how sharp this one is, but it's not toothpicking so far. The enemy is the soldier of that evil Noel. It's weaker than the battle in Yavitz.

(Something, don't set me up)

Farid's brain has a bad feeling too much. But the pinnacle of stupidity, such as turning back to say that the offense is going well. I taught him to absolutely refrain from halfway attacks, in that place. So Farid decided to protect it.

A horde of horseback riders knocked down enemy soldiers and entered the interior of the fort, launching an offensive against Noel's main army. Attack loaded timber on Federation soldiers waving swords instead of walls. A fortress about to be made, with two gavel flags raised high in its center. Confederate Governor, this is Noel's tent. Out of it, Noel slowly comes out. Put a smile on your face.

- At that moment. A number of fire arrows poured down over the fort. Farid rushes to spin the spear and strikes it down. Black Yang rides, too. These are not the kinds of people who will be hit. What is being sacrificed is more of a Confederate soldier. When a fire arrow pierces its body, it burns with momentum. No, it's burning. Using the human body as fuel, the pillars of flame stand one after the other. It burns to the foundation of the fort, supplies, etc., and even to the corpse. It is anomalous that the momentum of the flying fire has been so strong so far.

"- Hey, what happened!?

"No, don't, stay away!

In the bewildering Farid's ears, I hear a screaming Black Yang rider. A Confederate soldier in flames, smiling, is hugging him on a Black Yang horse. Do you even use oil? The flames burned easily to the body, black and yang riding hair, and flaming columns were made.

The same thing as that sight is happening everywhere in the main force. The horse falls into a state of panic, dropping the Lord to the ground, toward which a Federation soldier wrapped in flames embraces and turns into flames. The soldiers raised by Farid die one after the other screaming beyond hearing.

If you noticed, a circle of flames was formed to cover the fort. The outer frame of the fort and the wall of flames erected using human corpses. With all the momentum that has just reached the sky, the flames are burning.

"What is this? Noel, what the hell are you..."

"It's a fire meter. I knew this would be the best part."

"It's not a sane shack, like setting yourself on fire."

"Do you seek sanity in war?

"It's not. But this is wrong. You ordered your own soldiers to die!

"Yeah, I am. Hey, why, is it weird that everybody's dying happy? They're all forgetting the pain because they use that kind of medicine. Maybe it's out there, too."

You must mean the blame grass that is plaguing Amir. It is a poisonous grass that is spreading and causing damage in imperial territory. In addition to its strong hallucinogenic effects, it also seems to have the effect of forgetting the pain. Some people have paralyzed their pain and run to death for self-inflicted injuries.

"- Is that what the commander does? You dumped your people and pawned them, didn't you?

"Because I'm the commander. We have to make less sacrifices. And we absolutely must succeed. Besides, these people are dying without doing anything, so the same thing."

"He's dying," he said?

"Yeah, because your guts are already rotten. That happened because of the plague you brought back from the continent. So I gave you a choice. He said if you help me with my measures, I'll take care of the rest of my family and make you part of the Vossheit family. Then everyone would be happy to join us. Haha, I guess I was happy to have one last cup of family too"

Noel said so with an adept face as he paid for the downpouring firepowder. Apparently, he used it on the outside road strategy and knowledge. There is no stray or regret in that face.

"… prepare a large number of dead soldiers for us to fall into, and do this until we destroy ourselves."

"Black Yang rides are like death soldiers, too. So sloppy is awkward. And this is the heart of the circle of fire made with everyone's life. I thought," Firewheel meter. "I thought only to burn you to death. Beasts don't like fire the most, do they?

"- Firewheel"

The fort paints a circle of flames, burning up human life violently in food. The Confederate soldiers and the Black Yang Horsemen were burned to death, and the last two were left with the monsters of dawn.

"Later, settle with you and me and it will all be over. I don't mind if I keep doing this, but you can't do that."

Noel comes at another spear. And Farid, who returned to me, put up a spear. This firehand will never fit. Perhaps something called a burning stone that burned down the Carnas Castle Fortress is used. - No, maybe that's not all. Something even seems to be adding another force.

"- From the beginning, were you going to make out with me? With this fire momentum, you can't escape either."

"When I pointed my sword at my friend, he told me that I wasn't ready to die either. So I'll follow you, too.... It's been a really long time,“ Number 8 ""

"Ha, ha. What, did you know? If that were the case, you could have seen me. Did you see my letter," Number 13 "?"

Farid leaks a bitter smile.

"You said you weren't going."

And even trying to meet again on the battlefield. I suppose this was one of Noel's invitations, too. This is the only way to plant it on Farid if you don't have a chance to speak directly.

"... Still, I missed you. If you'd remembered, there might have been another way."

Although it would be difficult in practice. No, if you detain him on the spot, or. With that in mind, Farid laughs bitterly. That's why Noel didn't come.

"I'm so sorry. Me and you were friends, but now we're enemies and enemies. You are an empire, I am the Federation. We will never interact. You bet, Marshal Farid."

I wanted to avoid this happening. So Farid solicited Noel, who was on Willa Island, many times.

"... how did this happen? This wasn't supposed to happen. The truth is, we were all supposed to be happy. So I worked hard. [M] And yet, they don't seem happy at all. I wonder why."

As the teacher put it, Farid has worked hard. Because there is no mistake in the emperor's words. Everything was supposed to work out.

Noel smiles like trouble. Farid saw that face he missed and was accidentally spotted.

"Farid is an imperial marshal, isn't he? You've worked hard on a drink since then. I think it's really amazing. Everybody's happy."

"... are you sure? I guess they all resent me. 'Cause I'm the only one under Master Amir."

"It's okay, 'cause we're not all mad. We're celebrating Farid for a cup of hard work."

"Ha, you say, you kind of really sound like it"

"Because it's true. I think they've been watching us."

Farid feels a little more comfortable with the words. Guilt lurking in the depths of my heart the whole time. The burden of being the only one who has survived. If Noel's words were true, how much would he be saved?

"... until now, I've run through desperately without resting. Believe me, serving Lord Amir will make everyone happy. But it didn't work very well. Was I wrong about something? Did I make a mistake somewhere? Governor Noel, do you understand?

When Farid loosens his expression, Noel flaunts his shoulders accordingly.

"Maybe the purpose was the same. But I guess I just went a little different. Must have been bad luck. So there's no choice."

"... oh yeah. Really, unfortunately, because this is what the world is all about"

Close your eyes, exhale deeply, and then stare at Noel with homicide. She puts up a spear, but she's not killer yet.

"I can't die for Amir. I'll pick you up and try to get you out of here. Even if I die, if I survive, this battle will be won by Master Amir. Without you, hero, the flow will lean toward the Empire."

"I'm also a federal governor, so I'm not going to lose. I can't let you get away here, I won't. There are other replacements for the Governor, but without you, the Imperial Army here will be in total collapse. And the Dawn Fortifier, who lost his head, weakens. Black Yang rides will not be able to be maintained either. Even if it's a match, the deduction will be my win. - That's why I want you to die here."

In a brilliant and burning purgatory, Farid and Noel gain money and relate. I feel tingling and burning burning burning my skin. I don't have any more body. Farid consolidates his determination to kill his former friends, companions, and now thinkers.

(I can't lose. I really can't lose!!

Pick up Noel and return to Amir with his neck. If the Federation hero, Noel with the flag, dies, the Federation morale drops at once. And if we storm there with all the troops, we can push them into collapse at once. The branch is right here and now.

"- I'm coming, number 13!!

At the same time that a chunk of flame could be played nearby, Farid ripped the hot air and began to run to Noel at once. Noel's movements are completely cut off. On the contrary, Noel can't see his movements. Her spear will never reach me.

Like a once practice, like a once single-hit. Farid will never lose.

In the next three steps we enter the range of the spear. Noel doesn't move with his spear up.

The next two steps. Noel doesn't move.

One step later. Noel doesn't move.

I'm in range. Inexplicably, Noel let go of his spear himself. Are you willing to surrender now? But we're already in an offensive position. I just have to keep doing this. You can't stop now.

(- but really, is that good)

"- Huh!!

Farid broke off his clutter, stomping through his legs, twisting his body and making the best thrust of his life. The divine speeding that has taken over numerous enemy generals. The tip of the protruding spear does determine the body of the prey. Blood splashes all around you.

"... ku, ku"

Spit blood out of your mouth. My body suddenly gets heavy and my legs tremble. For some reason, the force falls out of my hand. It conveys burning pain to the brain.

Looking at his abdomen, Noel's left hand was stabbing a dagger. It is profoundly pierced from the gap in the armor, choosing Farid's organs. Obviously, it's fatal. The organs necessary to sustain life are severely damaged.

This is very similar to Farid's methods of warfare once used in Yavitz. The difference is that I drew him until he was attacked and fed him a blow all over his body.

Farid's spear was certainly choosing Noel's right shoulder. Her red armor and hair are stained with blood splashes. But the aim was supposed to be the heart, but for some reason it slipped away. I wonder why. At the end of the day, I could not help but sweeten myself out.

Noel's hand is turned to Farid's back. The short knife held in his left hand makes a deeper decision in his body. To make sure you stab the stop.

If I wanted to resist, I could. I still have enough power to take you on the road. But I won't. Farid also turns his hand on Noel's back and hugs him. It turned out to be a bloody embrace, but I was somewhat happy.

"... you knew I was, at the end of the day, hesitant?

"I'm so sorry. This is all I could think of. If we meet properly, I can't beat you. You're stronger than me."

"- Ha, ha. I'll tell you what, number 13."

Farid fell, trying to cover himself with Noel. Rolling as it was, the two lined up there in the form of looking up at the sky.

"This is the promise I made back then."

"Yeah. I'm not good at it, but I thought I'd put on a battle with my sword. I'm sorry to fool you."

Promise to wave a sword for Amir. And talk about fighting together. It was waved not for Amir's victory, but for his defeat. It's a complete mantra, but I didn't feel angry. If it's number 13, I can't help it. I feel that way.

"Heh, weird, stubborn as ever. That's why the teachers always pissed me off."

"Well, I guess so."

"That's right. You're stubborn."

Each other, laughing bitterly.

"Now, the battle, is it a draw, is it?

Noel's breath keeps squealing. A whirlpool of flames is closing in. It won't be long, you'll be swallowing both of them. Now that I think about it, he talked to me for a long time earlier, maybe the purpose was to buy me some time. To make sure you kill yourself. But it doesn't matter now. Because we had a lot to talk about at the end. I didn't feel so bad about the two of us dying like this.

"You couldn't pick up a battle you could win, so you can lose me.... You're a lot worse than you were back then.... No, I guess I should say I'm stronger"

"Because I studied a lot. Besides, I talked to all kinds of people. I experienced both fun and hard things"

"Yes, what. Really, I envy you. That's what I've been thinking ever since."

Farid told him that from the bottom of his heart. Speaking of studying, it's all about fighting. I guess Noel really studied a lot of things. How can I live so freely? Ever since I was in that church, Noel has been free.

"... after all, burning to death sounds kind of, like a fever. I've thought about it before."

"Ha, ha, you set me up. That's my dialog on the fire gauge twice."

"You did. Now, just a little bit, I'm sorry, I guess."

"Ha, looks really like you"

Farid laughed as if he was frightened. Blood blows on Noel's face.

"... I wonder if you'll all forgive me. That's it, it's all over, though."

"It's okay, it's not over yet. It's not over at all.... I won't end it."

Farid squeezed his temper and stood up. Pick up Noel's two spears and throw them at the wall of flames with all your might. The outer walls of the fort were scattered, slight but visible gaps. Ahead, I see a knight screaming Noel's name.

Farid pulls Noel's hand up after checking that direction.

"... what are you willing to do?

"That's your friend, isn't it? Let's go now. I'm going to everyone first."

"You can't, number 8. Me, too."

"Goodbye, number 13. No, Governor Noel Vossheit. I hope to see you again when you are released from your duties. [M] Then neither the Empire nor the Federation matters anymore."

Farid squeezed his last force, his whole life force, and threw Noel in an earlier direction. There was a distorted sound from Noel's body when he threw it, but let's have patience about that. Wouldn't it matter if you were fractured but even alive? That way, everyone's thoughts will be passed on. Farid's thoughts, too, I'm sure.

I guess I just feel kind of sorry for you because you let go of the treasure you finally got on the verge of death. But I decide to convince myself that's good too.

"I don't know, you're tired. But it's not painful, why not?"

Farid, who had exhausted his power, was crushed on the spot. I can see the flames wrapping around my body. It's not weird to be hot and screaming, but I don't feel anything in particular. Only at the end, I guess I had a little luck. Really good.

Look up at the sky stained in the evening, surrounded by flames. I meant to look up. I don't see anything anymore. An apology to Amir is just past my head for a moment. But I've been working really hard, so I'm sure you'll forgive me. Besides, I can't judge what was right or what I should have done anymore. I don't want to think about it. Because I don't want to regret it.

"... the meter of the fire wheel, huh? Ha, I knew it, that was sloppy. 'Cause, you know, I learned..."

Leaks a grin as he winds up in flames. It was Noel's full grin, winning joyfully, that ended up behind Farid's brain.