Dark, cold place.

Yeah, here we go again.

I'm being held in this place again.

In a dim light, an iron fence stretched out in front of you.

On dry stone ground, chains connected to hands and feet.

Speaking of which, the guy from Lazareth was caught once, too.

Mariarette's guy was helping me then, but not this time either.

Nicolai, too, is protecting the children now.

"... not good"

It's better if I just didn't die, but if I'd grabbed it here now, I'd make the kids worry.

Besides, I haven't finished studying yet. I still haven't been able to tell her the name of the flower she wanted to know or the rest of the story.

If this happens, with force moves......

"Lazareth, right?

I've heard of it, voice color.

The girl that he was in love with, carrying a strange fate.

Sophia, over the iron fence, stood there.

"... Sophia, huh"

"It's been a while. … Finally, we can talk again"

"I'm sorry, but this one's not going to talk. We have to take care of the children."

"Children? Lazareth, no way......!

"Not my kid. Yo! I mean the orphanage kids!

I see, and I would have misunderstood something to grate inside my chest.

... That's weird, why am I so annoyed by this conversation?

"Lazareth, could those children..."

"Even if you don't, you are children who were one step ahead of you in becoming slaves to Isel's people."

……

"But it's not your sole responsibility. Because I broke those kids' world, and it's gone. So take responsibility. That's all."

"... hehe"

Sophia laughs softly.

... I felt as if I was being ridiculed for something, and when I glanced at her, I waved my hands in front of my face to solve the misunderstanding.

"It's not! No, Lazareth is, after all, Lazareth."

"... me, Lazareth?

"Yeah. A responsible, kind person. You haven't changed for a long time."

"You heard who I was, didn't you, Zahr?

"I heard. It also means that you are the identity of the wise man who was tormenting Lasalles. But I've always believed that Lazareth was Lazareth, including you."

"… ha. Thank you."

"Oh, my God, it's a lie. I'm sorry, I remember the first time I met you, I said to you," There's no way that's lasalless. "

I've always been an honest girl.

Until you don't have to say it, you won't have to bother saying it, to the point where you're about to open your mouth.

... Did I take care of you, too?

"Lazareth. I have no idea what path you're about to take. But, you know, talk to me, like, when it's hard. Friends, aren't they?"

"... it"

"Don't get me wrong, do you? I didn't allow you to assault Isel about that night. You are a criminal who has ruined the country. But... more than that, aren't you friends"

... I know exactly why he was so hot on this girl.

I'll admit it. She's fascinating.

But I didn't feel like stepping into her any further.

Sophia's talking about Lasalles, not me.

"... we're not friends. I'm me, Lazareth is Lazareth. Not with you."

"Then why don't we be friends now? Then..."

"Let's not. Look, if you won't let me out, go away."

"... Really?"

"Besides, I'll tell you the truth at the end."

"Lazareth, you know, Lazareth is gone. He trusted me with the future, and he died."

That's all, it's true.

No matter where you look in your chest, there's no remnants of him.

Not even the leftover incense of his emotions remains.

This was the biggest rejection of her I could have.

But after a little thought, she smiles lonely.

"Yeah. I know."

... I guess it's the best, the strongest.

At first sight, there are tears.

I fall into the illusion that my chest hurts and I lay my eyes down.

That's when a voice echoed in my ear like I'd never heard from before.

"You're a very childish imitator, Lazareth."

When I looked up, there stood a man in a mask, with silver hair wrapped up behind him.

... of masks, man.

Oddly enough, it matched the characteristics I heard from the captain about the masked man.

"... who are you...!

"That's a greeting. You won't know me, but I know you. Yeah, I know everything that's disgusting."

"Don't be ridiculous! Take the mask, name it!

"I'm the captain of the mercenary unit Fang, the wolf. I can't take off my mask for a reason, but I'll give you a name."

Again, I don't know.

Mercenary Squad "Tooth"? Wolf?

Who, this guy...?

No matter where you stare, you still don't have any familiar features.

I've never even heard a voice.

When that happened, it wasn't noticeable in the previous world, or I didn't happen to see him, but... neither, I felt different.

Delayed in thought, the man accidentally... from behind the wolf, a familiar woman, peered into his face.

Brown skin, silver hair. And blue eyes.

"... white wolf!

I won't forget, that night.

Everyone was jumping to kill me, while only she enjoyed fighting me.

That fact didn't make me forget her.

"Sophia, I just need one favor. It's no big deal."

"... please, is it?

"Oh. What, ease"

He points at me without distracting himself from Sophia.

"I want to pick this guy up and welcome him to our unit"

The words, there was not too much clapping.

Why are you trying to add me to your crew?

But he keeps telling Sophia about my concerns.

"I'm fine. Already, permission has been obtained from both Kings, Isel and Mactoria. I was granted a wish to entrust him with his future. Spend a small amount of money."

"What are the wolves going to do with him?

"I'm not going to kill you. But if we're holding him here now, we're not gonna make it."

"That you won't be able to make it?

"... Anyway, that it's a bad idea to detain him here and now. I can't explain it well... but when the time comes, I'll be sure to talk."

"Okay. Lazareth, please."

"Oh. I'm not gonna do anything wrong."

When he says so, he takes the keys to the barn out of his nostalgia and comes straight inside.

"Hey! I can't believe I'm one of you...!

"Shut up. You have no choice. Besides, is there a reason you can't stay here forever?

"... ugh! Why did you...!?

"I told you." I know everything as disgusting as it sounds. "

"So...!

So why does this guy know so much about me in the first place?

I've never met this guy. But this guy just showed up around me.

It's all this guy who wrote to me and sent me meaningful words.

"Who the hell are you? Huh! Why, why did you show up here all of a sudden?

"Right. Just give us one piece of information so you can trust us. Otherwise, you'll be screaming forever."

That's what he said, crouched in, gazed at me, and said away.

"You and I are the same. This is the person who saw the end of the world.

"... no way, give me the clock tower!?

"Well. If you want to know, help us. We have to beat the old man up."

That old man...... I don't even have to think about it.

He is the parent of the upbringing of Aitz and Sofia, and the mastermind of it all.

Bettenburg.

"... oh, okay. I'll give you a hand. There are a lot of things I need to ask you both about."

"That's fine. Welcome to the fangs."

When he says that and rings his fingers, the chain that was tying my hands and feet falls off.

That's when I was sure.

The two in front of me, they're strong. That, too, is more than anyone else there has ever been.

These two, I'm sure... No, he said he could definitely win.

"Stand up. I finally see signs of lighting up this world. Let's go, la (...) the (...) le (...) s (...)"