The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

"The reverse position of 'justice'"

Turning the bill, Hydemarie revealed an unusual and pathetic voice.

"Oh, well...."

Behind the spilled sigh is a picture of the queen facing Rin.

Scale in your left hand and sword in your right hand. Each symbolizes a fair trial and a guilty plea.

Equality, harmony. Balanced, sincere.

The "Justice" card represents such a stable state - provided that it is positioned positively.

"Reverse position.... the opposite position of 'Justice', right?

"... is something wrong?

When Clement, who was concerned, asked, Hydemarie faintly frowned.

"Well, it depends on the interpretation. When this card is in the reverse position, it means' imbalance '. Stability has collapsed. What Elma was given from the surroundings. Disharmony, disequilibrium, bias, one-way traffic....."

She slipped her white finger on the card while spinning words associated with it.

"The justice that crashed into the equilibrium, did you fight?

It is the worried mother who murmurs in distress.

The beautiful queen closed her mouth with a difficult expression, and her surroundings shouted as she shrugged.

"If you're blessed with someone you can fight with, isn't that a good thing?"

Isaac, who still has a large number of confectioneries on his cheeks, told him in a characteristic puncture tone.

He slightly tilted his neck as he chewed thrills and cookies with his tough jaw.

"A fight is a confrontation, a confrontation is a conversation. Every time I encounter a Holy Beast, a Demon Beast, or even a Demon Bug or a Fairy, I fight my fists and feel their souls inside me."

"You feel it in your body, or you just put it in your stomach."

Immediately, Holst responded, adding a violent amount of sugar to the tea beside him.

Then, Riesel, who was checking the finish of the manicure next to it, also stepped up.

"That's right. [Bulimia] teaches us that we can eat anything, so we weren't forced to eat something for a long time. Hydra, huh? I'll never forget the shock when I found out it was a snake that I thought was a fried high-end chicken."

"... good, good, I think the best thing I ate was [jealousy]."

"That's why I was shocked! Dragon, Hydra, [bulimic] cooking slightly goes beyond ethics with taste, so it's bad for us."

Rezel snorts, but the other "great sinners" stand still.

This is because, with the exception of Riesel, who has a low appetite for food, such as Holst and Morgan, or a high tolerance for food, such as Hydemarie and Gilbert.

Gilberto, in particular, knew that his beloved Hydemaries preferred meat with a pale taste like chicken, so when Isaac went hunting for Hydra, he lent him a pond, an excavator and a caribou nut.

During the Warrior's time, Gilbert encountered a body called the Nagi Sword, so in this prison, the legendary Nagi Sword is treated like a sharp fruit knife.

Hydemarie was vaguely watching the surroundings that she had said about the definition of gecko eating for a while, but when she eventually sank on the sofa, she wanted Morgan next to her to replace tea.

"Hey, [laziness]. I'd like a cup of tea that you hand-picked. No milk, please squeeze plenty of lemon."

"Oh, would you like a brandy too?

"Not today. But I wish the lemon was as aromatic and fresh as the brandy."

As the queen shouted, Morgan sighed.

"You're selfish. Okay, let's start by picking the lemon in the garden."

You can use Gil.

"Then don't hesitate."

Then he left the room with Gilbert.

Dropping it off, Hydemarie stuck her cheek on the sofa and looked at the card on the table.

"Now... let's take a look at the 'countermeasures' for the child who lost his balance."

She flips the card directly above Hikari "Justice" with her faceless expression.

What appeared this time was a picture of an elderly man wearing a robe and showing his solemn side.

With a wand in his left hand and a lantern in his right hand, the old man walks quietly on a dark path.

Hydemarie smiled for some reason and gently hid the area around the eyes of the intelligent old man with his index finger.

Hidden. It means experience, advice - oh, thank goodness. The imbalance that has occurred to Elma will surely be brought about by him (...). "

The relaxed tone seeps a quiet force like a competent fortuneteller or a spiritual experiment or a fresh witch.

Clement, who was watching Heidemary's fortune beside her, even forgot to snort her "stupid" nose and stared at her.

"Who is he...?

"The identity of the concealed? Fufu, keep quiet."

The beauty queen gently narrows her eyes and laughs.

In the blue eyes, it seemed as if a hidden man with a lantern was reaching out to his beloved daughter for salvation.

"... oh, but yes, I might be a very young concealed person, so I'll curse you, too, with my old woman's heart."

She murmured and gently hung her white finger on the "justice" card in the opposite position.

Then, hold the corner with your finger, and then rotate the card half a turn.

"Position correctly. From imbalance to equilibrium. To a harmonious state where goodwill and sincerity mesh without hesitation."

The "righteous" queen, in her upright position, looked ahead like she was shooting through the sky.

College in the evening.

There was a man walking silently through a dark corridor, holding a lantern in one hand.

Wrapped in a gloomy robe, and covered his face with glasses that were even more subtle, he looked like the old man himself.

However, the step is firm if you look closely, and the hand holding the lantern also has a strong and tense skin.

His identity on his way to the infirmary in the corner of the academy was Lucas von Rudendorff, who dressed himself as a clerk.

"Lord Irene von Neumann. Are you there?"

Having arrived in front of a clean white door, Lucas knocks on the door, just in case, while maintaining his official appearance, and then enters.

Six simple beds in a dimly lit space with red sunsets.

Irene was alone in her deepest bed, holding the sheets on her knees.

"... the health doctor..."

"... I just left."

Make sure the few words are paid for, and both of them remain silent.

Irene says nothing when she puts the lantern down, puts the hood down, and takes off her glasses.

Slightly, it was Lucas who cut out with a quiet sigh.

"- So, when are you going back to your room?

"Tomorrow morning.... I'm going to chill out here tonight."

Answering in a low voice, Irene once again kept quiet.

Usually chatty, she seemed to lose her mouth when she was overflowing with emotions.

In uncomfortable silence, Lucas strokes his jaw silently.

After all, Lucas is good at keeping time with people.

Normally, if I saw a woman fighting with a friend and blocking in, I would leave the scene gently, but this time I didn't.

Because he had something to ask.

"--Irene"

Lucas asked in a strangely quiet voice.

"Is that really the only reason you're trying to distance yourself from Elma this time, because you're really angry with Elma?

…………

Irene raised her face with suspicion.

To better detect the invisible expression in the backlight, Lucas raised his shoes and stepped closer to the bed.

"Let's change the question. You've been quite cooperative this time, trying to stop Elma. Why is that?

"... why, because His Highness thinks that Elma's identity is a demonic race..."

"Well, I asked for it. But... despite what I asked you to do yesterday, why did you have a sword (...) with details (...)?"

Green eyes like cats are open.

She shook her shoulders to the point where she could tell even on a thin day.

At some point, Lucas narrowed his distance to the bed and looked down at Irene.

"Earlier, I was trying to retrieve the original sword that I replaced with a blade knife and return it to Elma. At that time, I remembered the feeling of discomfort that it was supposed to be caliburnus, and now I checked it again. So what do you say? It was... not a nasty sword, but an old sword with a chipped blade. It's a well-crafted thing, too."

…………

"With your attitude so far, there's something I'm a little curious about. And yet, I wasn't conscious, and at that moment, they all came up."

Irene was curiously familiar with Aurelia and Trinitate candidates from time to time.

Also, before Lucas asked for help, he was very helpful in stopping Elma from working.

She said that she was willing, but the cooperative attitude is odd considering that she doesn't seem to think about Lucas every day either.

Besides, when Lucas confessed to replacing the blade knife in the game earlier, he was surprised - even more than necessary from Lucas.

What bothered me most was her gaze.

Ever since she came to Aurelia, Irene has looked around.

Especially in the arena.

Even Elma, a dear friend, stared at one point in the audience seat as if she had to do so from time to time.

It's as if there's someone there, or else there's some kind of signal.

Lucas lowered his chin as he took away Irene's silent jaw.

"Answer me. How long have you been preparing for Elma's sabotage? Why are you eagerly staring at Aurelia's leading candidates - Raul Pavarini and Gino Marge - and trying to hide them?... what is your purpose?