The night breaks and I come out of a bed I don't know.
The morning sun jumped into my eyes to see if I'd fallen asleep at some point and it was very eye-catching.
I wake up, rub my eyes, and yawn one straight.
"Are you awake, Lazareth?"
"Mm-hmm..."
I respond to voices I can't possibly hear, as a matter of course.
And then I realized who that voice was, and I lagged behind a lot.
"Huh? Sophia? Why are you here?
"Why... Lazareth fell asleep after that, and he's carried it all this way, hasn't he? Don't you remember?
"Well, here then..."
"It's my room. I thought it might be dangerous to leave them outside."
I hear those words and my chest is about to rip open.
Maybe I'm... grown up.
No, no, what am I doing? That wouldn't be the situation.
"Uh... where did Sophia sleep?
"It's the office chair. How could you ask such a question..."
She was about to say something, but she noticed the intent of my question and blushed.
I look at her like that and I blush the same way.
"Excuse me! Because I have a degree!
"Ah, Sophia!
Run around the room where the noise of the big door was wrapped in silence, as if to block my words.
... You've been rude to her for being kind enough to stay.
Put your hands on the nearby coat and open the door.
It was connected to the office, and I dropped my eyes on the desk as it was.
"... the law of the wise"
... Honestly, I didn't want to hear that word anymore.
This is the earliest irrelevance if it comes from me not even standing as a wise man.
But I don't want Sophia to fight alone.
Is this because it's the Mercures? Or because I love her?
Either way, I'm not running from this fight.
Fight and fight, and at the end of the day survive. Survive and live to the minute of those who have died.
... for a boy who couldn't protect himself in the city of mercy, or for Bethenburg.
"... go"
I squeezed the cobwebs and left the room behind.
Out of the castle, I've been walking around the city for a while.
Zahr and Sofia are now an important part of the country. We can't let this matter get in the way right now.
I step on the cobblestone, watch the brick houses, and sit back on the sunny stone steps.
It was a beautiful day.
The sky is clear and the birds are chirping.
That's when I dropped my gaze and looked in the alley.
"... what, alle"
I stop looking at a bunch of guys in the alley who are worried about what they're doing.
But I don't see much from here. I bravely tried to speak to them and suddenly I heard a loud bell coming from somewhere.
"The bell...?
I snap unexpectedly and suddenly the people walk out toward the square in the center.
You were all over the crowd then, those men had disappeared.
When I followed that crowd, there was Isel, who sat on the throne, and the face of Heavy Town, who was in a place like yesterday between those sights.
And there was the figure of Sophia and Zahr in the corner.
"My dear Isel people, first of all thank you for having responded to my call"
Isel lined up her painful words, lowered her head gently, and then opened her mouth again.
"Now the shadows of the wise men's lawful thieves are stretching out to my dear Isel. This is very lamentable."
To his words, his surroundings begin to creep.
Naturally. Not to mention four years ago, it's still new to my memory.
Besides, the country hasn't completely changed yet.
"Right there! We were to set up a joint front from here with the countries of the south, 'Mactoria'. So let us remind you of the power of our Isel, the thieves!
Isel rises with a strong tone and begins to draw the attention of the audience.
The power of the speech was dull, and it was enough to nod that he was King Isel.
"Would that be good? We have beaten witches twice before. Still, they come at us. Don't call this barbaric, what shall I call it!
Gradually the tone of the people is raised.
I was about to be distracted by his speech, too.
"If you can't remember, make them remember as many times as you want! Taste our sword of justice! Our sweet triumph song!
When I finished saying that, there was already a figure of the people who would start calling out the name of Isel completely out loud.
Isel, waving at them like that, suddenly stopped, while the voice of the people calmed back at once.
When I saw it, there was Isel with an arrow stabbing her in the heart position.
"(a), His Majesty King Isel!
The men around him begin to surround his body.
I turned away from him like that, looked around, and there was a masked man with a bow that would be a second shot.
And now he bounces and squeezes his bow toward Sophia, heading toward her at a squeamish speed.
I hurried to cure my coat as I watched it, pulling the crowd together and jumping up to her side at the same time, starting the bow with its arm.
"Lasalles!?
I take out the dagger as it is, and I solidify Sophia's surroundings with Zahr.
But I don't see them anymore, and I'm in a situation where I don't know where I went to fight back.
"Your Majesty, be careful! Your Majesty!"
The surroundings are suddenly confused by the collapse of Isel.
But the others just keep crying around Isel, and they are useless.
That's when Zahr opened his mouth.
"Everybody, calm down! Our Knights guarantee your safety!
Zahr pulls out his sword and leaves it in the sky.
But his words are not as effective as Isel's and do not completely quiet back down.
That's when I'm going to be in the crowd, finding myself in the shadow of one.