Thus, the wise strive for light - to start over with a life in different worlds

After that, we chased fast, and after we reached the hut deep in the woods, we each took a break.

I wake up exhausted bodies and speak to my closest mentira.

"It's been a while, Mentila. Thank you for your help."

"Long time no see. If you're grateful, shouldn't you tell him, not this way? He's the one who's behind this operation."

"Him...?

At the end of his gaze was the figure of Zahr, who had his great sword against the wall and was leaning against the wall himself.

"Zahr, is it?

"Yeah. He was so sorry about six years ago. He still wants to apologize for a word, even though it's Dahlia's magic."

"... Dahlia?

Surely, her magic is supposed to restrain the manipulator.

... and how does Mentila know Dahlia?

"Her magic can multiply and inflate any emotion that nests in a person's heart. You must have some experience, too."

"Experience, is it?

... Speaking of which, I've been outraged by something I can't help.

That when I first went out of town with Sophia, I covered Dahlia, even though I didn't know it.

That's when I remember being forced to unseal and use magic.

"... and, in fact, my speculation has been unsealed when I lied."

"Huh? But you can't use magic yet, can you?

I put my hands together and try to start a fire at my fingertips like every other time, but nothing comes out.

"I want you to calm down and listen. I don't think you can use magic anymore. [M] It's... it's possible you've forgotten how to use magic yourself."

"... such an idiot. I still remember properly."

That's all the magic I've been thinking about. I remember it well.

But still, magic never flows into the image and nothing happens.

"After all, you..."

"That's why there's no way! One more time......!

"Stop it. I'm saying it's no use, he is."

Bettenburg opens his mouth to see if my attitude is stuck.

Words at that time were always chilled and felt heavy.

"Mr. Lazareth. No, Lazareth. You were chosen to lose your memory at the price of the power of the spell."

"No, you don't...!

"... your mother, Cyan, you must have stopped, right?

... Speaking of which, I've been pissed off before.

Because it's a bad force. It's not magic, some power.

"But I, desperate... Besides, nobody stopped you! Why, now..."

"Are you honest enough to quit using it when you stop?

"It's..."

... I can't be sure.

Besides, I don't remember how many times since I used this force that day I've used it for practice.

When I was stuck in words, Zahr, who had been silent for some time earlier, opened his mouth.

"Enough of that story. And now what are we going to do with Dahlia?"

"What does Dahlia have to do with anything?

"Oh. Everyone and he now believe in the religion that makes you God, The Law of the Wise. Don't you think that's strange?

"... well, somewhat"

"Dahlia amplifies people's desire to be 'something' and is almost forcing them to believe. Now he's in the position of the Pope."

"... then defeat Dahlia"

"In the current situation, where there are only four? You won't be able to do it first."

"Is there no one else?

"Oh. You can think it's not a good idea. Understand that these people here and everyone in this world could be under Dahlia's spell."

... Sure, if the Merchiades I was with earlier are up to that trick, it makes sense to think I'm up to it too.

Besides, I've had my emotions controlled before. It's too convenient to assume it's not taking place right now.

"Then why aren't we believing in the wise man's law?

"His magic is the magic that amplifies emotions. It doesn't work for those who know about the wise or don't believe in God or anything else originally."

"No, even if there's only one. Even if there is a desire for God, there is no magic in Dahlia."

"... you mean the brave ones"

... Speaking of which, she was undoing Zahr's magic.

Sure, she looks like she's got herself compared to something else.

"That's right. The first thing we need to do is take Sophia with us, right?

"But how..."

"Let's leave this to Lazareth"

"Me, is it?

"Oh. You've been together the longest, haven't you?

But she was trying to make me a sage of herself.

There's nothing I can do to her like that.

That's when I heard a cup for four people being placed at a table nearby.

When I saw it, Mentila was brewing us cocoa as she nicked.

"Well, let's settle down first. Now you can't help but be crunchy within your people, can you?

"Right. Let's just say it's a break. Zahr and Lasalles. Is that all right?

"... I'm sorry. Mr. Mentila."

"Thank you"

I'll thank him and sip on the cocoa.

Sweet. Just the right temperature, I feel my body going to be at peace.

"... Lasalles. Apart from that, I need to talk to you."

"What? Could it be that time?... Honestly, I think I'm selfish too. But I'm not gonna regret that choice."

"It's not. That was six years ago."

"Oh. At that time..."

"I'm sorry"

Zahr, with his words, bows his head deeply.

I'm tempted to see it and forgive it for some reason.

... Again, I guess he has a lot to do with my memory.

"... ok. That's enough. I took Dahlia there, too, and she didn't die."

"Right. Thanks."

... I think it's sweet while I'm at it, but I don't feel like punishing him.

Mentila was also horrified to see the sight, or she took a breath and sat in the chair.

But contrary to his mood, I couldn't hide a little anxiety about my spell.