The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

"... Oh, Mother. Have you arrived? Good. I'm done (...) Yes, sir."

Sieghardt said so with a happy smile from the bottom of his heart to me, who came here by carriage from the Farrence Hall in the Wang capital.

Yes, from the bottom of my heart.

Behind him there is a burning hall, and at his feet there are several knights and servants who guarded the hall.

However, in such a different situation, I was only pleased with the sight again.

Because it was none other than me who directed this.

The other day, Sieghardt became a civilian with a prime minister, but his abilities were not necessarily assigned exclusively to administrative capacity.

All my children are excellent.

Everyone has a special power.

Sieghardt is no exception.

He, who should only be a civilian, was alone in raiding and overwhelming the hall held by the Count Blastry family. It was because of that power.

"Sieg...... you did a great job. Now there's nothing extra to get in front of us (...). It's like a spear from a little ant for us at Farrence, like a crappy prophet, but if you're worried, you have to wipe it tight."

Sieg nodded and smiled at my words, and stepped on the right hand of one woman who snorted at her own feet as she reflected the colour of flame on her silver hair to that point.

"Ugh..."

"Oh, boy. Mr. Celine. I loved you. [M] But I can't admit that you told His Majesty the King about us. Uh, what was it? Were you fascinated by the death of the king's right hand and pointing that dagger at the master's chest? The King's Right Hand...... Hmm. I wonder who you mean."

"... from time immemorial, called by name, are... you, the blood of Farrence..."

"Oh, I was. I was. I was. I mean, when we betrayed His Majesty, you prophesied, yes. Sure, though you thought you and my mother were best friends?

"I still intend to..."

telling him to groan, but not the lost light of his eyes, Celine turned her gaze toward me,

"... Elaine. I told you once, didn't I? Yours, where you're going... you see the dark stars. Don't lose sight of the way... and you..."

"I haven't lost sight of anything. I still see shining stars in the future. Cleman on the throne, and I beside him. Sieghardt will succeed the next generation... and that's where the Farrence royal family begins. Wouldn't that be nice? Celine. I'm glad you prophesied it and just spread the word."

"Lies, prophecies, cannot. That future... doesn't exist... Elaine, please, wake up..."

Crying Celine.

I can tell that the emotions that peek into those eyes are certainly worried about me.

That's why...... I am.

"hehe...... hahaha! Wake up, huh? I've always been sane. I don't see why you doubt that. Though you say you don't have the future I want... could you have predicted this time today? Interpretation, your prophecy, etc... just like a dream. It's nothing more than bullshit that's ever happened to hit me. You don't have eyes for people."

I told Celine to crouch down and tap into every word.

She looked at me with a spicy look, but never objected.

I'm sure you won't find a word to say back.

Whatever, because everything I'm saying will be true.

If she was truly prophetic, she couldn't have known this time of her own doom.

I can't predict myself, she has said... not about the servants and knights around her.

There are ways to prophesy indirectly.

And yet, she couldn't do anything about it.

That tells the story of her power or not.

She's been cheating on me and on me as a friend for decades.

Nor was that something that could be forgiven.

... No.

Maybe that wasn't something you could forgive.

Celine exhaled like she'd given up and told me.

"... what are we going to do, what are we going to do... now, we're still going to figure it out... give up, run..."

"Goodbye, Celine. My best friend."

That's what I say, I nod to Sieg and show him, then turn my back off the spot.

"Mr. Celine. So, there's no untrained, is there? I'll see you sometime. I'm sure we can go to hell like you..."

- Zach.

And I heard something slit from behind.

I didn't look back, I headed for the carriage.

Just a little, I might have cried.

That was for a hand against a former friend.

◆ ◆ ◆ ◆ ◆

"... Huh!?

Gabba!!

And the momentum got me up from the bunk.

If you look around, that's the consulate of the Duke of Farrence, in my bedroom... never the Farrence Hall of the King's Capital.

The sight I just saw......

"... dreams, huh. It's a bad dream for my heart..."

Yes, it's really bad for the heart.

Even so, it's not just a dream.

What I once experienced.

Previously (...), it was certainly nothing more than what I did.

Celine.

A friend of mine from a long time ago, who cared more about me than anyone else.

But I haven't been able to reach her since time came back like this.

If I'm being exact, I won't be contacted from the other side... but I haven't replied.

That's what happened.

Even if Celine didn't know anything about it now, she didn't know what face to see her because of it.

Nevertheless......

"... Congratulations on your head, I..."

I went after him in my dream again, and I thought so.

It hasn't been highlighted as one, and it was a dream as it was, but when I saw it in my current senses... my thoughts were too strange.

There was a lot going on, and that was it.

It's easy to think so... did you really...?

That's when I thought,

"My lady!"

I came in like Amalia panicked into the room with a voice saying,

I'm surprised,

"Duh, what's wrong?

When asked, she answered, holding her breath up.

"Se, Master Celine is in need! In the reception room......! Please, thank you...!