Arnold skewed his face to what Liesche had told him.
It seems like a terrible abomination. It may be rejected and pushed away as it is. But Liesche didn't look away from those blue eyes.
How long would our sights have been antagonistic to each other?
The next thing he spins is these words.
"... in you, the backbone of that readiness, what the hell is that"
Liesche didn't know what the inquiry was about.
"Ready, sir?
"You look like that from time to time. - The eyes of those who stand on the battlefield, if you will."
It is as if they have seen through the past.
I couldn't get back to him right away, and Liesche shut his mouth. Arnold's hand slips away from Liesche's neck.
Instead, he was now touched on the cheek.
Arnold stares straight into his eyes as he attaches his thumb to the leachette.
"If I can penetrate this belief, I have the eyes of those who have decided to be prepared to die here. But then he hasn't given up his life, and he tries to fight his fate until the very last moment. Such a human face."
Liesche couldn't move for some reason, he just kept looking up at Arnold. The light of the moon, which is clear from the stained glass, casts a shadow of eyelashes on his cheeks.
Arnold goes through Liesche's eyes and looks as if he's looking at a war far away that's not here. Or about the people who once waved their swords themselves.
"I'm the most horrible moment on the battlefield when I have to kill someone like that."
……
He has something he feels scared of.
But if you think about it, that was normal. Leishe already knows that the man in front of her is not a merciless and ruthless killer.
Whatever the future or the past may be.
"... I am"
Liesche opened her mouth quietly.
"I, from time to time, think. that I may no longer be a person in this world."
While I'm at it, it's a confession without context.
Even though I knew it would not be a reply to what he had asked me, I spoke. Nonetheless, Arnold is silent as he waits to continue.
Feeling prompted, Liesche spins a little bit. You can't tell the truth, so mix some lies in there.
"I've dreamed six times in the past that I'd be killed. Now I wake up from that dream and live here.... it's supposed to be, but sometimes I get very scared."
"Scary is what"
"The truth is, I was wondering if I was already dead. My life is over at that moment, and I wonder if the world I live in right now is the long dream I'm having after death."
Speaking so, Liesche was deeply perplexed.
(... I don't know what this is)
I didn't even know I had this kind of emotion in me.
But if you think about it, Leishe has always been scared somewhere.
I don't want to die the next time in my life. I want to work hard to survive. That is a major goal that Liesche has set out for the seventh time in his life.
But that's what happened in the past.
The second and third time, I didn't want to die and I tried. Even in the fifth and sixth, they scattered unachieved.
That fact is always sleeping in the depths of my heart.
Any effort you make here could kill you again in five years.
Maybe this world where Liesche lives in the first place is still not real. If I start thinking about that, I'm going to stop unconsciously.
(... no)
Lieche leaned down and meditated quietly on his eyes.
And tell yourself.
(Because I'm scared, what is it? - If fear is in me, take it backwards. But move on)
The more you stop, the more horrible things sneak in from behind.
Liesche looked up again and looked up at Arnold.
"Still, I'm deciding. Whether this life is a dream or whatever the end, you don't want to run away."
"... leachet"
"What is in me now is not as great as His Highness says it is. I'm just prepared to live this life as your wife."
I'm sure, even if I were to be reborn next, I would never reach such a fate again.
In the repetition of life, it is difficult to reproduce the same flow perfectly as the rest of life. Liesche knows about it.
Because I know, I have to do everything I can to face it.
To stop the war. To survive.
Then.
Maybe for Arnold, who didn't want that future, if there's anything he can do.
"So I want to know about you."
"... Ha"
To put it all out, they leak a small mockery. Arnold's hand, which was attached to his cheek, now supported Reeshe's fate.
And the next moment.
――……
Tingling, soft things touch.
Without knowing what had happened, Liesche breathed.
After a few seconds, which also seemed to be eternal, Arnold's crease, which was overlaid, broke away. What was then dropped is a whispering voice.
"You're an idiot, you are"
He had no choice but to see them.
The voice was calm, as I told the toddler. However, while seeping something similar to loneliness somewhere.
"... you don't have to be ready to be my wife"