"Aldis! Aldis!"
Philia and Liana cling to each other as if they have forgotten other words.
The platinum blond hair, which sticks right and left, was one head lower than Aldis. When they met for the first time, their height was only around the waist of Aldis, but they have grown considerably.
The strength of the clinging arm is unexpectedly strong. Pruritus Of course, Aldis's strength is nothing to feel, but in such a place you can feel the twins growing.
Suddenly, Aldis remembers the line that Duke Niles Terrier told Moore.
(I see, the Duke said ...)
As I was thinking about that, my twins' voices became muddy.
"Aldizu! Egu, Al, Dezu! Hick!"
When the happy voice calling Aldis's name changed to a sobbing voice, it gradually turned into a meaningless sound.
"Wow, wow!"
Twins who just no longer cry and cling to Aldis. There was one shadow approaching Aldis who was puzzled by the change.
"It was a very late return, my lord."
It is a girl who looks like 17 or 8 when she walks slowly while shaking her Alice Blue hair. Elephant An irresistible horn, as if it had an imaginary angel, is broken with a slight smile. Nere was no different from a year ago.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
With a sense of relief and appreciation, Aldis simply answers.
"What if you returned safely, that's fine."
Nere's answer is no different.
Eventually, the twins began to calm down, but did not try to leave Aldis clinging slowly.
"Um ..., how long should I do this, me?"
"I've been keeping my anxieties down over the past year. A little sweetness should be tolerated."
Certainly, Aldis, who had been silent and lost for a year, had no words to return. It wasn't because Nere told me, but she decided to leave her with herself until she was satisfied.
Thirty minutes later, the tears of the twins finally seemed dry.
"I'm here. Philia and Liana."
"Gussn ... Yeah."
"Go home, Aldis ..."
"I made you worry"
When Aldis smiles at them, the twins return with smiles with their weeping eyes. Finally, Aldis is back where he should have been, and she realizes so.
"Let's go home soon"
"no"
"I like this."
Still, when he clings and soothes the two who do not move, Aldis begins to walk to his nostalgic home with his heartless servant who does not want to leave for help.
――As a result of the compromise, two girls who hug each other with their arms and do not try to release them.
Duke's mansion that is late at night.
Minerva was immersed in the routine before bedtime. It has been enough time to stare at the pebbles handed by Aldis and instructed to observe every day.
"Well ..."
Minerva dismissed his eyes as a signal to the end that his vision had begun to blur.
In this world, a year has passed, but in Minerva's view only two full days have passed. When you look at the roots, you won't see a sudden change. However, at the same time, the lack of clarity led to the realization that it had returned to everyday life.
Minerva, who turned off the light and dived into the bed, remembers that brief, intense experience while lying down. Strange landscapes, strange beasts, strange nights. None of them were easily forgotten, just like a different world.
(More than anything……)
Looking forward, the appearance of Aldis, who was alert to Minerva, is brilliantly burned into his mind.
A man who is clearly different from the master he knows. Appearance The trained muscles that cover the entire body are as good as Captain Greysta, and what they can feel is their confidence and strong will that do not shake the unimaginable beast opponent. However, on the other hand, the steepness reminiscent of a bare blade overflowed from all over the body, and it was surrounded by an inaccessible atmosphere that refused those who approached.
(That's ... a true teacher?)
An unknown figure of a teacher who thought that his age was almost the same as himself. I was surprised that Aldis was just as old as Battalion Greysta, but what was even more incredible was the difference in the air he wore.
Originally, the expression she showed to her student, Minerva, wasn't always amiable. I was frustrated, but nonetheless, there was a glimpse into the underlying thoughts, and I did not show any overt or anger at Minerva during my teaching.
(But really ...)
It seems that the emotions that had been suppressed had continued to be seen deep inside the heart.
That night, the moment Aldis's hand held down Minerva's arm, the various sights, people and emotions that flowed in. The pain of being pierced by myriad needles. Hate that does not lose its radiance like a burnt iron, but blows up burning around. Emotions, not theory, understand that it is the cry of a soul forced into Aldis.
"Um, Master ...? 』
"what? 』
"that………………. No, nothing. "
After quitting the house in the afternoon, Aldis, who came to greet him, suddenly stopped trying to ask about the sight he saw.
Perhaps that is the past that the teacher doesn't want to touch. I thought it was something that should not be heard easily.
What Minerva had surely dreamed of was the memory of Aldis, a wound in his heart carved in the past. There is no basis. I was convinced that I didn't know.
And I felt that Aldis and I overlapped mysteriously.
"Daughter is dangerous! 』
"Leila! ? 』
"Ugh ...! 』
An older servant pushes Minerva away. A sharp blade was pierced into the chest of the side servant who threw his body so as to be replaced with the place where the Duke's daughter was on the verge.
"Kyaa! Leila! 』
"Shit, this woman! Free! 』
"Death, even though ... let go ...!" 』
The side service that grabs the blade stuck in itself with both hands and uses the whole body to hold down the assassin's arm.
"Leila! Someone, someone come! Layla! 』
Other escorts rushing. An assassin seized. And the body of the side service sinking into the blood pool.
"Leila ..."
The name spills from the mouths of Potulli and Minerva.
It was six months ago in her subjective time that the side service he had longed for had become a victim of a bad blade instead of Minerva. The sadness that overflows in the closed eyelids fills.
Both Minerva and Aldis have a desire to protect someone at the root, and the suffering of losing important people has supported their will. If the desire to protect someone made Aldis so strong, then you too.
(Strong, you should be able to ... but you must be strong)
At the same time, he learns that Aldis's wounds are so deep that he cannot compare to himself, and falls into self-disgust after thinking about the conflict.
Surely Aldis wanted to stay in that world. The few hours Minerva and his colleagues waited to return to this world must have been the void created by Aldis's hesitation.
When I touched Aldis's past, I felt remorse and regret, feelings of remorse and impatience, and the urge of sadness and hatred. Aldis chose to return to this world until he could shake it off and forgo the opportunity to reach.
How painful was it?
Minerva must have been a part of that decision. It's not going to be self-praised, but Aldis would have been tempted to consider Minerva and Battalion Greysta.
(While suffering so much pain and frustration, he is still for us ...)
That's why I thank Aldis for my appreciation, and I feel equally sorry.
(My power is useful for that person-I hope that day comes)
There is an isolated power difference between them. It is unlikely that Aldis needs Minerva's power.
The only thing Minerva has that is not in Aldis is the born lineage and the political power gained by it. However, the head of the Duke did not know, and the power of Minerva, a daughter who was not a successor, was tiny.
(I can't repay myself with my own power, I do)
Suffering from his helplessness and uncertainty, Minerva let go of consciousness and began to sleep.