After a while, I arrived in a country I had come to before.
As for Peswen's home country exterior, he had strong impressions such as white and gray.
Grey brick, white snow.
And just below the roof of the castle town gate, two lanterns are fishing down.
I was just vaguely looking at two lanterns that were a little shaky when Mariarette and Sophia were getting permission to enter.
The sky was also stained with gray, and I also felt that only those two were emitting colours.
Is that why? I couldn't help but wonder about that shaky flame.
"Please wait until you have permission to enter, that's why"
Sophia...... No, now Cristo, that's all I'm saying, wraps around the blanket in the carriage.
Well, it's cold in this carriage with a wall of cloth. I can also understand that this is what happens to her when she was outside, even to talk.
Mariarette, who came in late, talks to me with half a laugh after glancing at the swollen blanket nearby.
"Pathetic. It's not a big deal in this cold, is it, Peswen?
"... why are you stirring me up?"
... but her words seem to be true and she's got her chest up somewhere.
It makes me want to explore if there's any mechanism for the connection she's wearing, but it's too much common sense to do that to a boulder.
After a while, when Mentila and the soldier sitting on your podium spoke a word or two, the carriage moved out.
Looking out from the place that hit the carriage window, in contrast to the gray brick that is the castle wall, there were buildings of various colors, such as black and log houses, which felt people's sense of life.
People on the road also trample on the snow covering the ground, each wearing cold gear, such as mufflers and gloves, and walking round and round.
I got the quiet impression somewhere, not too many conversations between people either.
"As opposed to Isel, this city isn't very vibrant. But don't you think these calm atmospheres can't be tasted in Isel?
"... well, sure"
"If you don't like Isel, you should come over here right away. If it's okay in my room, I'll let you live."
"Hey, what are you talking about!?
When Mariarette is making fun of me, Sophia shouts up for some reason.
Speaking of which, now I'm wearing two pairs of grass shoes with Sophia's assistant and Mariarette's men.
I don't think it's disloyalty, but I didn't think deeply about it because both the latter and the former are becoming.
"... why would you react?
"Ah......, no, uh, Lazareth is an Isel people. There's no way Peswen can accept that."
"That's true, but now we're in an alliance. Still, he'll have something to blame, but he can do as much as he can to convince you, right?
"... ugh, yes"
I don't know what it is, but for some reason Sophia and Marialette were arguing.
Even as he asks for help, Zahr reads the book without my involvement, and Mentila looks forward without saying anything.
Or, to be honest, I wanted to go back to the previous lab for once.
"... or are you really the one who wants me to live in a room?
"Oh, no... no, it's..."
The end of the story gradually weakens.
I couldn't resist the boulder and suddenly Marialette laid her hand on Sophia's left chest as she tried to speak out to help her.
"... Huh?
"... your heart rate is going up. I see. Interesting result."
Sophia turns bright red to her ears on Mariarette's words.
I felt like Mariarette looked at this one for a moment and niggled, but I don't care about that.
Rather than that, I notice Mentila just turning forward in silence, and I'm more concerned about you.
"... Mr. Mentila, is something wrong?
"Huh? Oh, no. Nothing. What's wrong with Lasalles?
"No, something's been going on forever."
... I wonder what you're saying while I'm at it.
There is nothing more frightening than your Lord not turning forward.
However, if the wagon was so noisy in the boulder, I think it would turn to the boulder for a moment or so.
"... yeah, it's nothing. Maybe I'm a little tired."
"Really? Then don't push it."
"Thanks, but it's another step"
... Until you reach the castle, you mean?
That's when I noticed a drop of sweat on his side, somehow.
We leave our carriages and horses in the stable in front of the castle, and we are invited by soldiers to walk in the castle.
The castle is made of gray-based bricks, with no colour other than the red carpet laid on the floor and the lantern erected on the wall.
I felt lonely somewhere just to be quiet.
More than that, what bothered me was the gaze of the different soldiers.
Everyone and he all have a mixture of killing and hatred in their gaze, and that gaze is sent from beyond even if they try to turn a blind eye.
But no one but me seemed to care about it, just going in the direction of a grand invitation.
"This is the place to look. Now if you'll excuse me."
That's all I'm saying, he's leaving us early.
Marialette shrugs her shoulders at it and then opens the door that leads to her between her eyes.
But she doesn't even care about it and walks in between glances.
"... here, I'd like you to open it more gently"
"Excuse me, Your Majesty. To apologize for my disrespect, should I even cut you in the stomach?
What I heard from the throne was a somewhat youthful voice.
Well, I've heard of it somewhere.
The voice, laughing a little and releasing words against her.
"I don't want any red but carpet and flames in this castle. If your blood is green or something, it might be beautiful."
"We apologize for not meeting your expectations. The last time I checked before, it was already bright red blood"
That's how she stands aside and speaks to a being called His Majesty.
The throne room was just wide, and that was about half of the castle.
But there was no interior except the throne and lantern, and the carpet, and multiple windows were laid on both neighboring walls.
Looking at him in disquiet, he notices his head bowed around him and hurries to his knees.
But he didn't seem to blame it.
"So, is there anything warm that might satisfy your curiosity?
"Yes. Now the funny words' magic 'and' different worlds' have come to my ear, and does your majesty sound familiar to you?
"Yes."
Be ready for a moment to answer that question.
That's when I lifted my head, and my eyes met with a being called the King.
The moment, the question in me blew away.
I felt like I'd heard him before, I thought earlier.
But I don't think I've heard of it, I've heard about it twice.
"... you were at that time"
In front of me, a boy with dark hair, an invincible grin.
That was two things that came out of my dreams.