Jared, holding Olivier back, made a noise and landed on the carriage that was parked outside the mansion, putting more effort into his legs and descending further down to the ground.
"I'll keep running, Olivier."
"Huh? But"
"It's no use just dealing with them"
More than that, without listening to his fiancée, the boy ran.
The aim is a mansion where families gather. If I could go back there, I decided it would be best to protect myself from external enemies.
"... I'd like to talk to Rasmus once, if I could."
Jared kept running, whining about it.
"Do you want to go after him?
Krista Oaken spoke softly from behind to Cassandra Hagendorf, who saw Jared and Olivier run off at an unusual rate of speed.
"Hehe, this wouldn't have happened if you'd stopped him"
"... you can't betray your friends any more"
"You're an interesting kid. Descendants of a doomed country, with the secrets of living for years, and being strong enough not to be opponents such as Jared Murphy if you fight, you call them friends."
"It's not just Jared. Laurenz and Lars."
"Until this time, Murphy, you've been a lot closer to Herring, even though you called him by his family name. We were supposed to be dating at a distance initially, but I hope falling in love changes the woman, but you're no exception."
"Cassandra, you're doing this ridiculous thing because you're in love, aren't you?
Cassandra never looked at the girl as ridiculous as it was said. Even though Jared was furious when he made fun of the scattered resurrection of his ancestors.
"If you're talking about your brother Rasmus, no. I sincerely admire you, and I love you. But there's only one person I loved as a heterosexual."
"You have to resurrect your ancestors even if you let that person go. What the hell!?
"It's something you shouldn't do! Yeah, you shouldn't! I was born in the Duke's house, and I was never treated well. I hope you've never cared, but I'm glad to hear that. Because I had a father and mother who loved me. But when my mother died and was about to be murdered by human malice that insulted my mother, I knew what would flow in my own blood."
That it is a descendant of a witch who served his original ancestors.
"Master Rasmus raised me. With mercy and affection, that one to me is my brother, my other father, and my dear family. I think the same thing about you. I still feel sincerely sorry for using it in a threatening way."
"... which mouth"
Cassandra still smiles as she receives Krista's sharp eyes.
"It's true. You'll remember. I've slept in bed with you, I've taken a bath, haven't I? When I was a little girl, you loved me."
When Rasmus met Cassandra, told her about the blood of the original witch that flowed, and worked out as a witch as a magician, Krista was seeing her just like her brother. That's not all. Sometimes, as a sister, as a sister when they were over the age of appearance, sometimes as friends, the two were together.
Time was the only time I never shared for long, but I had a dense time.
"That happened, too."
"Are you saying it's already in the past? Are you angry at me for not speaking in the same tone as you once did?
"'Cause you got Lars!
Christa's failure is that she has told the first time she fell in love with a duke who grew up sisterly. But I never dreamed I was the kind of kid who would take people hostage. So I can't help it. If I could go back in time, it was a far-fetched event that I wanted to stop by killing myself at the time.
"It's a misunderstanding. I have no intention of doing this to the present royal family. But it doesn't matter what the original ancestors think. Assuming that my forefathers told me to destroy this country, should I stop as a witch, or should I gladly carry out his life? But let's just help the prince. I promised."
"That's what you call a threat!
"No. I made a promise. If you help me, no matter what happens, the Prince's life will make an effort to help. I will never break my promise."
Cassandra says so, but from the side she was told, it's a threat. Krista had no more choice than to know what the resurrected ancestors thought and how to act.
"I'm glad I haven't spoken to you in a long time, but it's time for me to pick up my ancestors."
"Your ancestors?
"Yeah. Just a little more, stay with me, Christa. Or shall I call you sister, as I used to?
"Whatever you want. So, where are you picking him up?
It's Olivier Alway's mansion.