I spent the night in a library in Isel, and a short while before closing time, I headed to where she said.
... The truth is, I wanted to go home once. I left the money and the books I borrowed over there.
But if they were ambushing, now it would be time for that ship-eyed man to kill them.
"... you're hungry"
I was better used to being hungry, but I'm so tired today.
I thought I'd been running early in the morning, and now I've got the information that the Sage's Act is in progress.
Only time I'm reading a book gives me peace of mind.
When I get to my destination with a belly rub, after checking the fact that no one has come yet, I sit down on the ground and light the lantern with a flint stone.
And as I was warming up with the fire on the lantern, something cold suddenly hit my cheek.
When I saw it, there was liquor in the bottle stuck to my cheek.
"It's three rushes, Lazareth."
"... you're the one who's late, aren't you?
"I was hiding. To surprise you like this."
Sophia laughs prankily when she dulls, holding an apple that would be a knob.
... I laugh bitterly at the fact that I'm not what I was impressed with when I first met you.
I get a glass of liquor poured by her and drink it all at once.
By the way, he's been drinking in this world since he was fifteen. My world started when I was twenty, so I was in a culture shock there.
More than that, I had her pour me another drink, and now I drink it slowly while I taste it.
Delicious. Fresh citrus flavour.
"Just one more drink."
Drink the last cup as you are invited to her smile like a blame.
Even when it comes to the cup, it's only as good as my palm, so I don't have a hard time drinking it out.
"Sophia. How did you summon me? You're not talking about hanging out with booze, are you?
"Oh, right. There's someone I want you to meet with."
"Who do you want it to be?
She doesn't answer my question, she just says, "It's this way," she turns her heel back and heads to Isel.
And he walked to his left at the gate in Castle Town, and after a while, only one large tomb was placed with Potun.
I know the grave. It's his... Bettenburg grave.
"... I'm not going to be able to go back for a while, so I thought I'd say hi"
"... yeah, you are"
I join hands in front of his grave.
... he's dead. I'm getting that fact, but it wasn't enough in a short time.
It was almost like my parents. As when Scott died, the night wet his pillow with tears.
"Speaking of which, how could you put a grave in this place?
"It was in my suicide note. He wants to watch us outside Isel, not inside Isel."
"... well"
Oh, my God, it's like him.
When I swallow the words in my mouth, I sit near the grave and turn my cup to her.
"Well, let's have a drink"
"... right. This will get him in trouble."
Sophia smiles bitterly, but sits next to me and heads to Bethenburg's grave with each other.
And after pouring into each other's cups, they smashed the cups and started drinking.
After a while, Sophia opened her mouth.
"When was that, I said to you, 'I don't want you to hide anything'?"
"... Am I right?
"Yes, I did."
... Would I have?
It doesn't taste good, I don't remember it. But it's not an atmosphere where I can tell it's not a joke, so I decide to laugh and deceive.
"... I have to apologize to you too"
"Huh?"
"Actually, I don't remember until I was five."
Sophia starts talking in a serious voice as she finds the cup.
I look at her side like that, and I think she's beautiful.
"According to Bettenburg, her parents' abuse and excessive expectations around her were stressful and that's what happened"
"... anticipation?
"Because I was inheriting the blood of a brave man. Even if something could be done, it would be returned with the words' naturally because you are a brave man ', and no one would praise you," he wrote in his journal at the time.
... because you're a brave man, huh?
I keep watching her side in silence, but she doesn't mind talking.
"One day I was in a place I didn't know. Is that what your parents dumped you for, or did you run away at night on your own? I still don't know."
……
"That's when I was picked up by Bettenburg. Later I asked him why, but he said it was because he couldn't be abandoned."
... He called the Mercures a nice guy, but when I heard about it, he was pretty nice, too.
I felt a little strange about that fact.
"That was hard."
"Come on, what do you think? I don't remember that time, and I don't know who my parents are. It seems that the brave family has nothing to do with the bloody parents."
"Oh well."
I look up, I look up at the full moon.
For some reason tonight's moon was dangerously fascinating.
No, maybe there's drunkenness going around.
"... speaking of Sophia. Why are you wearing noble clothes for men?
"Dress, it's hard to walk, isn't it? And it's expensive."
"Oh, it's about the money..."
There's nothing I can do about all that.
I don't care, is it something cheaper for men?
Although there are a lot of overdecorations, and it seems cheaper for men somehow.
"... If Bettenburg, what's wrong with this one"
"... come on? But I'm sure I won't tell you I made a mistake."
"Really?
Sophia says as if she had doubts about my words, but her expression was mild.
I turn away from her like that and look at Bettenburg's grave.
And I gently put only one glass of booze on his grave before turning back to Sofia.