When I go outside, the light of the sun that I'm already about to climb into my eyes and unwittingly narrow my eyes.
... but now I don't care about the sun.
More than that, I need to get out of this city as soon as possible.
I exhale my white breath and go after their backs, which have already gone far.
It doesn't look like you need to worry about footsteps anymore because some of them will already be awake.
But at the same time, there were concerns.
... How long have I known my face in this city?
If my face had been diffused by numerous means, such as nomination arrangements, it would have been a threat to me since the sun rose.
Because I can't wait for the sun to set again now.
That's when Ferres looked back and looked up at this one.
"It's okay. There's no one in this area."
"... what?
"This place used to be inhabited by many. But they suddenly disappeared and no one has followed them to this place since."
"That's, why?
"I don't know. It may not matter, but the people who live in this neighborhood may have been wiped out by some pressure because they were all witches"
... Really?
But then I don't know why the Sage Act is now working with Forse.
Or was there a reason you had to?
No, none of them are.
This is just a guess, but maybe...
"I don't know why they turned it off, the law of the wise or Forse?
I don't know, so join forces with each other.
Ruthlessly rational, but there were some parts that caught on.
The choice is too reasonable.
Even Nicolai is not stupid. Witches and humans have certainty, so you'll know enough that those who can't trust humans, like Dahlia, will resort to disobedience.
Besides, if I were just a witch, I'd suspect Forse first.
They've been treated like slaves in other countries. Whatever benefits you receive in this country, once you are thrown away, you will decide that you have also been abandoned from this country.
But the witch next to me (Manica) didn't realize this discomfort or just looked around.
We don't mind her walking like that, she comes after us a little late.
"... hey, Manica. Is Manica the only one living around here?
"Yeah. I thought it was weird at first, but maybe it's protected in Mactoria."
To her words, I doubted my ears for a moment.
Now I could definitely hear the word 'Mactoria' from her mouth.
I vomit only simple questions, suppressing words that flood me.
"To Mactoria, are the folks of Forse going too?
"Hmm, looks like it, huh? I'm not sure because I'm not the sage's law, but anything sage's law and more than a certain class of people, uh... king? The Queen?"
... After all, was the law of Mactoria and the wise connected?
I had a bad feeling. But it was unexpected that the king was so important in the law of the wise.
I don't think he has anything that far to go...
"... Is Forse in an alliance with Mactoria?
"Yeah. I'm not very familiar with diplomacy, so I don't know. Merchiades... Merchiades didn't say much about it."
"... Merchiades, huh"
I don't think I've heard that name in a long time.
What is he doing now?
What the hell does he think when he sees this body and mind that has become a monster?
What he was looking for, a monster in the skin of a wise man.
"Hey, is Manica the only witch here?
"Yeah. I haven't seen you since your father and mother woke up. And to Merchiades."
"... wake up, or"
Is it in that mood when it is produced again from the nucleus of the demon?
... Does Graham also only think that for him to be killed by me is to the extent of a 'dream'?
No, he can't even tell me from Zahr already. I don't think he can tell if it's a dream or a reality.
I'm sure a witch can play as many times as she wants, as long as she has a demon nucleus. But not until my heart is broken...
Manica opened her mouth and raised her voice to me as if she remembered, stopping and circling the idea when she noticed.
"Speaking of which, did you know that Forse is sending out the king and his escort this morning to make a ceasefire treaty with Peswen?
"... what? Forse and Peswen? You're lying, right?"
"That's right, it seems true. So I took a lot of money."
... in my heart, smashing my tongue.
Tasteless, completely isolated.
In case there is one thing Peswen's side refuses to do, as soon as Isel has identified himself as the enemy, the general thrust of the people will be determined, regardless of the king or Marialette.
But at the same time, I had doubts.
"Isel, has he done anything to Forse in the past?
"... come on? Like I said, I haven't stood around much time since I woke up."
I look out for Ferres, but she shakes her head too.
They have knowledge of the law of the wise. So you're saying you wanted to destroy it?
But I have to feel that there is something behind it to show you that you are willing to fight thoroughly until you bring up a lot of money in that state of jilli poverty.
... as if you're afraid of something.
In Isel, what makes this world a threat.
"... a 'spell'?"
The spell has been contraindicated and sealed in Isel.
But the law of the wise has taken it outside, and many things have used spells, at least, such as the followers of the law of the Forse and the wise.
That's why I know the power, I guess.
I guess that's why we're destroying Isel and making the spell of the wise man's law.
It should be borne in mind, however, that all this does not give rise to speculation.
Once I breathed, I saw a man just standing there a little further away.
Just because there is the sun behind him, I can't see his face very well.
As I gazed, Manica gently blocked her hand in front of me.
"... get in that alley right now and run away so you can't find it"
"... Huh?
"'Huh? Not'. Such an obviously bad guy, you're definitely the enemy of Lasalles!
When she says that, she shoves our bodies into the alley.
But I'm not looking back, and she's right.
... pitiful, but now you should leave it to her.
I can't use magic, I can't use my sword. Even if I'm next to her, I'll just get in the way for sure.
Worst case scenario, you could kick it, but it's also known.
As I was running Ferres' hand with my left hand, I felt my gaze on the left.
... Normally, if something called gaze is at all to the left, it should deviate slightly if you move it.
But this gaze doesn't have it. My gaze continues constantly, as if it were pulling at the same speed next to me.
Even with the houses on the wall, it went on.
From the left, you can hear the magical emission.
The sound of ice hitting the households, smashing and scattering.
But still, my gaze doesn't seem to subside.
And I finally turned left.
I just instinctively turned to you.
"... Graham"
Just a being who keeps chasing this one with meaningless groans.
When he met him, he did feel his face twitched.