After that, we didn't say a word.
It was just a quick run through the woods, and when I realized it was night, I couldn't even hear the animals.
Zahr lightly burns among them, and bakes the bread he has received from the city of mercy on a skewer.
Mentila was also feeding a horse who worked so hard to get here.
But only I didn't feel like eating.
Bettenburg is dead.
I don't know my appetite. I'm supposed to be thirsty, but I don't even want water.
But still, I'm honest about being a belly bug, and it rings under the night sky.
"... Lasalles. I know how you feel, but now eat."
"Zahr......"
"Eat his share, and live. Don't you think that's what we owe him?
"... oh yeah"
I receive freshly baked bread from Zahr after a careless reply.
Soggy. Nothing should be flavored.
Besides, it's a little damp.
"... if I were stronger. This..."
……
Zahr answers nothing.
... because it's a fact. In that, I was the only one who was overwhelmingly weak.
If I were strong, Bettenburg wouldn't have been sacrificed there.
"... Lasalles"
I wish I could use magic.
"You think I could have fought as a wise man?
His words clog my breath for a moment.
What are you talking about, I...
I'm Lazareth now. Do not gain, such as the power of the wise.
... but I can't recover from this incident any more.
To me, I was like a parent.
He taught me to study and taught me everything from this world's eating practices.
Besides, he made me meet Sophia.
I hold my knees like a child and hide my tears.
I don't want to show it to anyone, such as where Lazareth is crying.
At that time, a dagger stood around and began to hide the starry sky.
Zahr immediately pulls out his sword and cuts off the front girdle.
Then there... Dahlia stood.
"Good evening later. Zahr, it's been a long time."
"... what can I do for you? Cardinal hatred?
Zahr glances at Dahlia through the lens.
But after Dahlia smiled at it, she threw up the words chilly.
"Vengeance? About what? It's just a throwaway pawn."
"... what, say...?
"A man named Bettenburg is also a fool. I sympathize with the abandoned pawns and their hearts when they say they were at the top of this group."
"You!
I wrap a bandage around my right arm to harden it and hit her.
That's when someone... No, a well-acquainted man stopped my right arm with one hand.
"... why are you here?
"To impress you face to face, right? Heh, you had a hard time making it, didn't you? This doll."
It was me, or the wise man himself, in the world before that that that Dahlia said doll and gave her head.
As soon as I saw it, I put my strength into my right foot and immediately turned behind him before giving him a blow to the back of the head.
But the attack, which I thought was perfectly decided, was also prevented by Dahlia.
"The doll was created based on the memory of the wise man. Only one of us needed help, but we were able to satisfy ourselves."
"... based on your memory?
"Yep. A memory the wise man threw away. A collaborator was able to steal it and put it back in this doll. I mean..."
When Dahlia raises one hand, the wise man nods and flies an electric shock from his fingertips.
I take it with my cured right arm, but its power is faint, and I can't take it and jump it into a nearby tree.
"Your magic is here."
"... I see."
After responding to that word, he jumps into the pocket of the wise man at a speed incomparable to that of me before and puts his right arm in his face.
... this guy has to be killed.
Nothing else, me.
If you keep trying to feed him another shot, he will get in the way again.
But now his right arm is free thanks to Zahr's cleavage of the claw.
"Zahr. Do you think you, the miscellaneous fish, can beat this me?
"... resentment towards you, I didn't forget"
"Yes. Then let us amplify our anger towards the wise so that we may forget that anger. Like six years ago."
Dahlia gasped her fingers pattingly after chuckling.
But Zahr pierces his sword on the ground and breathes deeply.
"... hateful, but I have already forsaken my anger towards him"
"... yes. That's clever. Then..."
"Slow"
When Zahr snapped so, Sophia was turning behind her and waving her sword down.
If you take that with a single hair, you throw up like you chewed up a bitter bug.
Sage, come here.
As I react to Dahlia's words, I quickly squeeze my right arm and then rush over to Dahlia.
However, because the destination is determined, it is easy to change the attack to the destination.
Again, my attack captured his cheek.
"... you're done. Know it was a mistake to show your face to us now."
"... I won't admit it. I won't admit it! This is how it ends!"
"Losing is what I'll ask you when I'm dead."
"Nah."
At the same time as that word, our bodies suddenly float.
When I saw it, a jam stuck in our clothes was restraining our bodies.
"Did you really think you could win? Even though you can't beat the Cardinal?
"... oh. He thinks he can win."
"... Huh?
Dahlia puts her neck on Zahr's sure grin and some uncomfortable words.
Then, after all the lumps in our clothes disappeared, there stood a familiar figure beneath us.
"... Long time no see. I really didn't want to see you."
"Dear Michelle...? Oh, you're Master Michelle!
"No, I'm not. My name is Mentila. And you're not Daria, are you?"
"... huff, yeah. I'm not Dahlia. But the consciousness is Dahlia herself. This is Dahlia who adores you as much as she did a hundred years ago!
I don't know why, I look at him and her face alternately.
More importantly, Mentila's holding a dagger just like mine caught my interest.
"Now you're going to have to answer my question. You must be Michelle, right?" The Brave Men of the First Ancestors, "Michelle. Mine, Prince."
... the brave ones of the original ancestors? What are you talking about?
Initial ancestors, that should mean first.
But why is that brave man still alive?
No, I can't. My head's hanging out.
"Michelle's dead. With Dahlia."
"Right. But Dahlia is back. Come on, Master Michelle too!
"... how did you come back to life?
The power of the Demon Nucleus.
... Magic Nucleus.
I've heard of it. He said it was something that was stabilizing the world.
When this breaks, the world dies.
Zahr distorted his face to the word Demon Nucleus and opened his mouth.
"You think there's a demon nucleus in this world?
"Yeah. From there we witches can be reborn again and again. Oh, I've been waiting for this day to come!
Can the witch come back?
It's a lie, because the people I killed are dead.
There is no magic to come back to life.
Could I have been fooled by the Merchiades?
It gets dark in front of me.
A scream that nobody knows the door to, it stumbles on my ear.
At that time, I only had a moment... just one thing I remembered.
I know this guy.
This guy, for sure... was with the woman who ran the orphanage and his name.