One large desk was placed, a grey wall and in a room with stained glass, listening to the quieter outside noise, while the woman...... Cyan stirs the tea in the muddler.
On the front, Aruba rested his elbow on his knee and sat at the table scissors.
"... war, you're stuck.
"Yes."
"Don't you have to check the damage?
"Yes, I leave military relations to others."
That's what I say, swallow tea.
He couldn't help but look away from her every move like that.
"Sister-in-law, you've changed. Somehow, it's like ice."
"... get down to business"
"... Sort of."
After vomiting the word, breathe heavily, as if inhaling the word.
After that, I thought I had swallowed the tweezers and spoke softly.
"... that night, remember?
"Yeah, I'll never forget that."
"The day my brother-in-law and sister-in-law's life changed dramatically... it's my fault"
……
Encourage her to continue the conversation silently.
"The Mercury family. With the noble house that was never small, I let you be intimate.... really, it was fun back then. That's true."
"... Yep. I had fun, too."
"... thank you. But I went to my brother-in-law's house one day without realizing I was being followed by a fellow bandit. So they found the child... Lasalles."
Power enters Aruba's fist.
That fist contained the name of a sincerely hateful boy and his anger at himself for what he thought was hateful.
"I ran to you when I realized that… you must know the result"
……
"My brother-in-law was killed and my sister-in-law..."
"I killed him. Both of you."
Aruba shuts up.
After glancing at his depressing expression like that, she said.
"So what do you want from me?
"... sister-in-law"
"Should I forgive you? Or should I blame you?
"... To be honest, I don't want my sister-in-law to forgive me. More than that, sister-in-law. I may be on my own, but that... I spoke with a broken stomach. So I want you to answer my question."
"... what is it?
"Um, the real Lasalles... really, was it an abortion?
The light of the sun through the glass that was illuminating her expression was blocked by the clouds, making her expression invisible.
And the next moment the sun showed her face, she was laughing with her hands on her mouth.
"... dull, what are you talking about?
"I'm sorry, but Lazareth, who is a wise man, was too much of a child. To be honest, it just looks year-to-year.... and he didn't lose all his memories when I lost them."
"Because your brother was childish."
"No. I talked to the real guy.... there was such a cage in my eyes that I couldn't do it overnight."
... If his predictions were real, cold sweat would creep in his face.
A very different prediction, unlike anything in the world.
"I thought Mr. Silvia put the soul of the wise man in Lazareth's body, but it really wasn't. raw (...) ki (...) and (...) i (...) ru (...) la (...) the (...) le (...) s (...) received (...) the (...) wise (...) with (...) kake (...) right?
"... that girl would have said herself Lasalles, wouldn't she?
"If memory is planted in a newborn child, you won't have to mistake it for real."
……
"... If not, say it sounds stupid. Tell me that's not true."
As I told him myself, he prayed that it was a worry.
Seeing him like that, she slurs her mouth.
"... dull"
"Sister-in-law?
"You know what? Your brother killed his own parents, didn't he? To protect us. He's always been a pain in the ass, but he's so sweet."
"... what are you talking about?
"That's why I, I loved it. All this time, I wanted to talk to my brother.... you wouldn't mind one child for that, would you?
A chill runs on Aruba's spine.
Shit, you shouldn't be here.
That's what his instincts shouted.
"But that girl... Lazareth cheated on my brother. I failed. If only he hadn't... Lasalles. But you're back again! Aha, Lazareth is dead, and only your brother survived. Ah!
"... what are you talking about?
"It was actually quicker to have the body ready, but there's no way that guy would forgive me for that... unwillingly, I wandered around with a guy I don't even like, pregnant, but... haha, I knew your brother would come to me!
"... a man you don't even like"
"It's Scott, the man you called your brother-in-law"
To her eyes, which speak so, were stained with madness, not the eyes of an earlier, physically quiet woman.
Even ridiculing Scott, his benefactor, the fear outweighed his anger and could only swallow his claw.
"I had a similar voice, but I was still a different type of person than my brother."
"... what are you really talking about?
"What are you talking about, it means just like that. I married Scott to bring my brother back to life and gave birth to Lazareth. So I really thought it would be convenient that night."
She suddenly stands up, the cup that hits it falls, and the tea inside falls.
But she didn't care and started turning on the spot.
"The truth is, I didn't want to get that guy into the vortex. But, but, but, you know, my brother is strong! Cool! Just me, just my savior! Hahahahahahaha!
"Are you sure... you're human?
"I'm a witch. I came to this world from the world of demon nuclei and grew up picked up by the king of this country, a witch."
"... that's not what I meant."
"So what do you mean?
"You're your own kid, aren't you? Lazareth is your..."
"Uh, that's fine. I don't give a shit."
When she throws up like that in a heartfelt disgust, she moves straight into front of Aruba and then puts her face closer together.
And when her breath was so far away on her face, she opened her closed eyes like this.
"La (...) the (...) le (...) s (...) is (...), (...) ex (...) people (...) death (...) no (...) be (...) ki (...) save (...) be (...) in (...) su (...). Whatever parents do with their children, it won't matter to you, will it?
"... you're crazy, Temee"
"Love is sometimes the one who dyes people insane"
She closes her eyes again, hands on both cheeks, and moves her body twitchy and uncomfortable.
Alba could only stand there motionless, seeing such a nasty sight.
The water vapor that was wrapping around me clears up, and the sky enters my sight.
I stared at the man in front of me.
"Yo."
"Oh."
In his hand is a machete with missing teeth everywhere.
The fact that a weapon is in his hands that he has never seen, I guess this time he is willing to decide on a female male as well.
"I guess we'll do it a little bit. Thanks to you, my magic is completely empty."
"Oh, so am I."
Take a two-sword sword in your hand.
Today, one of them dies.
I can't see his eyes, but that's what the atmosphere said.
"... let's go"
With that word, there was a flash of light in front of me.
His attack, with two swords, was enough to finally be taken.
But they finally took it.
With a blade in his right hand, he plays his machete and pokes the other into his body.
By kicking it up, I flexed and his head was punched right in my head.
"... ugh!
It was a terrible shock.
I gave him plenty of time to get back on his feet.
For a moment, his blade touched my skin.
He thought he had won, or he grinned.
Sure, I guess I got a win or a loss.
It was all there was, that's all.
"... my win"
Blood bleeds on his left hand grabbing the sword pierced in his arm.
And the sword of the other hand was capturing his neck.
"Finally, you've reached it"
"... oh, I'll give you the win. But I'm a witch. Again and again..."
"I'm sorry, but there's no next time. to each other."
A blade pierces my body along with a cool voice.
The voice sounded familiar.
No, there was too much.
"... you, ha"
"Now, Demon Nucleus... oh, yours. The magic has returned to me."
"... Oh, that's what I mean. Shit...... Huh!
"Your demonic nucleus has already been taken into my body. Now I'm completely back on track."
Sage is stabbing. Pull out my sword and cut it straight to him (...) with a machete.
But before that, his arm was cut off.
"... originally you are my power. There's no way you can win, is there?
With that word, the wise man's body collapsed.
And when my consciousness was about to go away, I called his name.
"Lazareth......!
His (...) awareness is interrupted.
"You're done. What do you think?
……
"Not really. Heh, that's what you're gonna come for, usually."
Silvia smiles quietly before putting her hands on Lazareth's jaw.
He ignored her like that and lowered his back to a nearby flowerbed.
"... what do you want from me"
"Kill."
……
"It's time to plead not guilty. Before the world fills with grief, you end it."
"I'm not prepared for grief."
"Oh, you did."
Silvia laughs when she dulls.
Conversely, Lazareth's expression remained rugged, groaning.
"... this is the best I can do right now"
He gets up with a sigh so as to undo the remark.
And walked out to follow Sylvia as she was.