Iris and Merche were both still walking near the crowded arena.

That there are still so many people out there, maybe they're doing something inside.

"If you just want to look inside, let's go here. The audience can see a lot better, and it's open to the public now."

"I understand. And, Lord Illis."

"Yes, what is it?

"I don't need respect, either."

Unexpectedly, Merche cut it out that way.

I was talking normally because I didn't like Aena being tough, except for Merche.

But from the Merche, I'm talking to Aena on an equal footing, but I salute her as a subordinate... maybe that's more uncomfortable.

"Right...... Let me do that. Mr. Merche..."

"I'm sorry, but I'm staying like this. Nor noble, for I am only one of Lord Ayna's men. Besides, I've always been normal with this."

"Okay."

As we speak, the two head from the common entrance to the audience. There are a few people here too, but they are available compared to within the arena.

Iris took Merchet and moved from the audience seat to the front.

The front of the seat, which is domed - about a few meters high from the lower hierarchy. I could have looked some distance here.

"Looks like the market is largely over..."

"Boulevard, is that it?"

Merche told me to add.

It seemed like the only reason the arena was thriving was because of the performance taking place inside.

It looks like people are gathering around a pair of people who weave their robes and wear masks.

All the physical fittings are luxurious, and from the throwing by the throwing knife, the movement of the two of us rushing around the wide grounds is beyond the realm of the ordinary - Iris sees it and remembers one girl after another.

Aria used to show you all kinds of moves.

She's my best friend and family girl who's disappeared.

What Aria has told me in detail about her identity, certainly not.

The only thing that just means' I've been running away 'is that Illis has heard it in the past, too.

... For Illis, it doesn't matter how Aria lived, that's what I thought.

Because in the days we spent together, we were able to trust each other.

……

"Master Iris, are you okay?

"! Oh, I'm sorry. What I did, I noticed a little..."

"I also know how you feel about Illis. Because those pairs, they're making such a great move. Let Aena know and she might be interested in a moment."

Merche watched the pair move and replied so.

Whether or not Aena will be interested… this inspection will also be an important element.

It is necessary for friendship between the two countries.

"... right? So, you want me to call you here? I'll call you."

"No, let's go back once. Since Aena can be a whim."

I'm somewhat convinced by Merche's words to that effect.

We're only here for a short period of time, but anyway, what Aena's thinking is hard to extrapolate inside.

Even though he is close in age, one of the military men to defend the country - that would be where he stands clearly different from Illis.... so much so that I feel one admiration.

(Me too, one day as a knight... defend this country. I'll do what I can for that.)

I'm worried about Aria, but that's why all Illis can do is do what he does now.

Aria would surely say that.

"If that's the case, shall we go back?"

"Yes, I'm sorry about the market."

"Well... once I get another chance to stop by -!"

For a moment, what blocked the words of Illis was the roar heard from outside the arena and the whimpering voice.

Illis and Merche face to face.

"The sound now...!

"Dear Illis, let's hurry back -"

Merche's judgment is quick and he tries to rush right out.

From behind it, Iris never missed a flying Knife.

Iris grabs the knife pattern and stands forward to protect the Merchet.

"Huh!"

"... I can't believe they're after us."

It turns out that outside the arena and the noise were also aimed at Aena.

I should be right back from the situation......

(Aena has a teacher... then what I should do...)

Covering Merche and going back to where Alta is - that's what I decided.

But the enemy moves as if he had foreseen it.

Two people who had previously performed their art come under the Iris without any stray,

One to the side of the arena, as if blocking the escape route.

Illis will take the stand soon, too. Immediately, but to summon Purple Electricity, the sword of Illis. The two who came also put up their weapons, respectively.... a short, pitch-black knife.

Seeing it, Illis opened his eyes.

Because the weapon was something that Illis knew very well.

"... aria?

Suddenly, understanding doesn't follow.

Even if you deny that's not supposed to happen, you can poke at that reality right away.

Because that 'girl' who removed her mask was Aria, the best friend of Illis who dazzled her whereabouts.