We got into Sofia's carriage after that and were attracted to the soldier-like man and headed to the castle.
Did the Demons also show fear in what had overwhelming power, fleeing to a glance?
Are you relieved by that, Merchiades exhales and speaks in the language of this world I taught her.
"Uh, you're on that side, right?
"Yes, please call me Sophia"
"Even so, you're strong. I can't believe I blew those guys away with one blow."
"It's an honor. Thank you."
Sophia responds to his story with a smile that is not what it was a few years ago.
... Unlike a few years ago, she must have brightened herself up. First I was a little relieved by the fact.
"Sophia, it's been a while. Thanks, just now."
"... No, I don't mind. From what I've seen, you were attacked by accident, right? We're each other when we're in trouble."
"Oh well. You're getting stronger, Sophia."
She turns away when I tell her that with a smile on her face.
... We haven't seen each other for six years. It could be awkward.
That makes me kind of awkward, too, and I look away.
That's when Merchiades opened his mouth.
"Mr. Sophia, was it as if you were used to that response, the Demon Clan? Could it be that the Demons are not uncommon on that side?
"No, they seem to have a determined habit and rarely show up in public. But if you act in small numbers like you do now, they rarely attack you."
"That's not what I meant. Do demons exist in this world? The question."
"Now as I've seen, there's no record of it appearing back in the day. Even in our country, we haven't grasped their identity yet."
She's right. I've lived in this world for eight years, but I've never seen the word Demonic.
... Um, except for the desert city.
"O king of the land of witches. I heard rumors about the existence of books about the Demons on that side, what do you think?
"Oh, there is... We don't know who they are, either. At least, by the time I got to my heart's content, they were gathering in the woods to build ecosystems."
... I don't disagree with him either.
However, if there is... it should not have originally been as irrational as that.
"So you think this thing has nothing to do with witch land?
"No, I want you to teach me the magic that creates life."
"I see. Thank you"
That's all Sophia says, deeply grateful.
... but why? Now she doesn't feel as alive as she used to be.
No, you're not. I don't know... it's not human, is it?
"... hey, Sophia. How are the Bettenburg guys doing? As you know, I haven't been that way in six years. So..."
When I changed the story in an attempt to break the atmosphere of her human separation, she felt like she had stumbled upon me for only a moment.
And after closing his eyes and breathing, a word popped out of his mind.
"Bethenburg has been imprisoned on suspicion of poisoning food and attempting to murder His Majesty the King"
"... what?
"So the aristocracy now is the status quo in which the Noel family, the Iph family, are cowing other aristocracies. Alba, the following are unidentified."
"Is that Alice, too?
"Yes."
... I did make a promise to her.
Sophia, please.
But she's not the kind of woman who would renege on her promise.
"... So you're saying that the only people I know with a clear identity right now are Mr. Silvia and Mr. Charlotte?
"Definitely with that perception. They can now be revealed in the country's heavy towns."
... in only six years, is that something that's changed so far?
Besides, Bettenburg murdered? Poison the food?
Impossible. If he really tries to kill a king, it's not as monotonous as trying to kill him in such a simple way.
You'll never realize it's you, you should kill it in a more complicated way.
"... Well, will you let me see Mr. Sylvia? I want to hear from that person."
"I was wondering if I should ask His Majesty King Isel. I don't have any authority."
Sophia answers so gleefully.
... but why? Even that smile feels made somewhere.
Such a grin, as if you were hiding something.
When I was a little uncomfortable with the condition, Melchiades' mouth opened this time.
"Isel is the name of the king of your country?
"Yes, but His Majesty the King's real name is only conveyed to the Empress. So they often substitute the name of the country as it is the name of the king."
"Huh? That's unusual."
Indeed, it is rare that a king hides his name.
Speaking of which, I've never even had that name work before.
"Well, where is this country called Isel?
"... Northeast than here, it's a great country based on white"
"Is that it? Was it?
I follow my memory again, but I don't have that information.
Why is that?
White? There shouldn't have been a place like that.
I headed to a country called Isel with my neck tied to the incredible decline.