Unnamed Memory

In the dark cave, the sound of droplets falling sounds uninterrupted.

The woman was walking backwards through a dreaded wet cave.

The space where no one else is supposed to be is cold. The long hem of the white dress was dragged, moisturized and tightly heavy. The woman looks back.

Eventually I see the end of the cave. It was a dead end, and a small fountain filled the tip of a slightly open space with clear water. There shouldn't be a light source, but the fountain is blurry and bright.

The woman peeks into the fountain in the face of tension. The water is clear, but the bottom is deep, dark and not well visible.

- - Will something change if you come here?

The woman laid her hands on the water as she bent. Very cold.

I didn't even know if I wanted salvation or if I wanted an end. And maybe that's for me, maybe for the village.

The woman sighs and tries to pull her hand. At that time a white light was born in the fountain.

A little, but I don't feel wonder and fear. As he stares breathlessly, the light gradually approaches the surface of the water.

And the woman, she met it.

Four horsemen were driving down the mountain path from the streets to the mountains.

If we cross this mountain in the south of Falsus, the land will flatten again and continue into the sea. The line of destination was a small village in the middle of that mountain.

We're almost there.

A young blonde woman takes the lead. She was a little beauty, in a simple dress but with a long sword.

"I'm glad it was before sundown. I don't like mountain roads at night."

The answer was a red-haired man going next door. I can't even hear a single gap from my forged length. He looked back and checked to see if the back was following him properly.

One magician man, and a beautiful girl with dark hair about ten years old, follows. The girl looked up and laughed brightly as she noticed his gaze.

"Brother, it's okay."

"... I want you to call me normal. Miss Tinasha."

"You're saying it's okay to call it off."

The girl gave it back like she was scared.

Ars and Meredith, who were summoned to the office that morning, noticed that one strange girl was there. Skinny, thin girl with a crude figure looks around most and all with anxious eyes.

According to what Oscar explained to me, the daughter, who turns sixteen, has fled the village where she lives.

"The village I live in sacrifices one sacrifice every five years. There's a cave in the back of the village, and there's a fountain where spring water is gushing, but I give my young daughter five years of protection to the village god of living there..."

And it was her turn this year, and when she found out about it, she ran away confused by the travelers who visited the village. When she reached the castle capital, she rushed into the castle for help. I still have friends in the village who are about the same age, and if they can, they want help too.

Oscar turned to them and ordered them to lower their daughter.

"That's why I want you guys to go investigate. If that's actually happening, stop it. I don't want to go into indigenous faith, but if you're in human death, it's a problem. Not to mention that the spring water there is a river that runs all the way to the sea. It would be annoying downstream if the bodies and poisons were flushed. You can think of it as a substitute for punishment for the other day."

Even though it was manipulated, let's just say it's a pretty light punishment for faultlessness with a sword pointed at a royal guardian witch. They honestly thanked Oscar for his teasing.

"Take a magician with you for once because you're religious.... Oh, and... Tinasha"

"What is it"

The witch, who was reading an old magic book in the corner of the office, raised her face to the voice of the contractor.

Follow me, too.

"... I don't mind, but you know what you're doing? Or is that a mistake? If you're willing to get rid of me and stick your neck in another weird problem... why don't you just...

It was the voice of a witch who was about to be strangled by words alone, but Oscar gives instructions to Ars by pointing her at nothing.

"He just follows. Nothing helps. You guys do the research and everything else."

"Okay."

Ars bows his head. Meredith tried to be that too, but called Oscar "Meredith" and gave her face.

"It means your young daughter will be sacrificed, or you may be targeted. If you need me, be a fool."

"Yes."

They withdrew to prepare when they were deeply thankful. Tinasha, who dropped it off, peeks into Oscar's face as he floats upside down in the air.

"So, what do I do?

"You just have to watch. If you want to do what only you can do, do it."

"How far do you really know..."

Tinasha stretched out her white hands to envelop Oscar's face. The eyes that condense the night and the blue, deep, empty eyes photograph each other.

Oscar saw the beautiful look and realized there was. Take her hand touching her own cheek.

"That's right, you, change your figure. You might get caught before Meredith does."

Copy that, sir.

Thus ready, Ars and Meredith told Tinasha, who looked like a child at the castle gate, "Call it off! I was told that I was stunned."

"Right around the corner, I guess"

Doan, who was running behind Ars, pointed the narrow path leading into the woods. The line loosens the horse's leg and divides it in there. The Nature Four came in a row and Ars took the lead.

"So, you really think there's a god in that fountain?

Meredith asked, worried about the sword on her hips. I tried to go in my usual martial arts, but then I was forced to change because I didn't. Only the sword remained untouched, but I intend to remove it just before entering the village. The other three were all dressed to look like travellers.

Doan tilts her neck to the left and right in response to Meredith's question.

"I don't think I'm here. The more superior demons are, the less interested they become in humans. I don't think a demon so powerful as to be called God wants sacrifice that way"

"Heh, first ear. Really?"

Ars shares his honest thoughts. Indeed, all that he had ever made his way to the exorcism at the behest of the castle was of a relatively weak kind among demons. Still, it was quite a threat to ordinary villagers.

"Even humans, when they're kids, they irritate ants, but they don't do it until they grow up, do they? I wonder if it's with that. Historically, there have been few records or legends of superior demons involved in human beings. Famous place, with the water gods of Lake Nevis or the demons of Strista? So does the Spirit of Trudar."

"I've heard about Lake Nevis. You're talking about sad love with people. What country is Trudar?

"It's already doomed. It was a country west of Falsus. Legend has it that there are twelve superior demonic tribes sealed in Trudar as spirits, and at the time of the succession to the throne, the new king chose three bodies from among them as his own demons of use. Well, it was a long time ago, and you're frowning because I don't think you can use three of the top demons."

"So you're not likely to be here this time either"

Ars was a little relieved.

Unlike Oscars and others, he doesn't like to deal with out-of-the-way creatures. The other day, bitter memories of getting into the demon surgery and going around the woods come back to life. This time it has a witch on it, but if I think about what my husband has told me not to do, I have never done anything without a witch.

But if there were no demons, the sacrifice would involve humans.

I'd rather not have to fight anything if I could, Ars muttered in his chest.

"Welcome. There's nothing there, but take your time."

The village chief warmly welcomed them, who named them travellers. For the inhabitants of the village in the back of the mountain, the magnificent man is dressed in dirt and petite beauty. He invited four people to stay in his mansion because there were no lodgings in the village.

"There's going to be a patron saint festival in the village soon. Take a look, if you like. Especially beautiful ladies."

The village chief grinned toward Meredith. Meredith doesn't know what kind of reaction to give back, and she smiles vaguely.

The four were assigned two rooms that were adjacent, each gathered in the men's room once they had laid their luggage. We still have a little time before dinner.

"Well, what do we do"

"You should just look around the village for now. I want to know where the cave in question is."

We need to find out who the current candidate for sacrifice is.

Stepping away from the three people she talks to, Tinasha is listening to her sit back on the bedroom. Doan looked back at her and asked.

"What do you think, Master Tinasha?

"I'm a bystander this time. I'm bringing you something you have to do, so call me if you need anything."

When I said that and waved gently, she disappeared into the next room.

"You really look like a child. Magic is amazing."

"It's about that guy who can do that..."

Doan laughed bitterly at Ars' pleasant sentiments.

An hour before dinner, the three of them left the mansion in pieces as they looked around inside their respective villages.

Only Tinasha has set boundaries in the room, placed a water basin and begun analyzing the curse. I introduced the village chief to his sick sister for not leaving the room. He seemed convinced, but he might have thought of himself as a terrible family taking his sick sister around on a journey.

Ars was to be responsible for the mountainside forests of the village, Meredina for the caves and Doan for the stories of the villagers, respectively.

"It's unusual for a traveler to come here."

The woman Doan spoke to was drawing water from the village well. Will the year pass thirty? He likes to talk, he stops his hand and tells a lot of stories from himself in a fun way.

"There's nothing here. But that's the good part. I guess it's water if I'm proud of it. I have spring water, and that tastes good, and it's good for my skin. Now when you grow vegetables, grow sweet. It sells to travelers at a high price."

"Ha... Really?"

"Yes, yes. Thanks to the god of guardianship. I have a festival in three days, but it's pretty busy. It's a small village."

"What kind of god is a guardian?

"You've been protecting this village and the fountain for 200 years. Thank you."

Does that mean that sacrifice has also lasted for two hundred years? They boast of the water in the fountain, but they are resistant to mouthing water where sacrifices may be sinking.

But I can't say that either, so Doan took a bite of the water that the woman definitely offered to taste. - And he's surprised.

There were only a few signs of magic.

Meredina was in the back of the village by then, finding the entrance to a cave that was flat and empty.

Wooden frames are arranged and decorated to prepare for the festival. In addition, the entrance to the cave was stretched with a rope to avoid people. I wonder if she should look inside beyond this.

That's when a man's voice hung from behind.

"You can't go in there but witches."

Looking back, a magnificent man stands. A man who doesn't look like a villager often. Meredith tilted her neck.

"Are you...?

"I am the one who is partitioning the rituals of this village. It is impossible for travellers not to know, but it is the place of the Patron God, and it is difficult for them to come into their own hands."

"Excuse me."

Meredith stepped away from the front of the cave when she honestly apologized. Return to near the man.

"What kind of witch are you?

"She is a young daughter who is chosen every five years for the festival. into this, and pray to the Patron God to be his bride"

Bride, Meredith was distracted by the word. Hi. I think we're talking in an unexpected direction. But hiding her heart, she tried to extract more information.

"What happens when you become a bride?

"What, young lady, are you interested? Right, that's festive liver, so I can't tell you now. If that's what you want, you can have your daughter do the witch."

She was stuck in words because she had such a good chance. Here, if you say yes, she will be.

But I'm really curious about the word bride earlier. The man laughed when he felt her lost like that.

"Well, if you don't want to. It's not a big deal."

"Can I do it too?

"Oh, easy. 'Cause I'm just gonna cave in costumes."

"Is there anything dangerous?

"... I don't"

For a moment the man laughed, and I felt something disturbing. My eyes glow as if to pinpoint her.

But Meredith's decision had already been made. That is why I came to this village. There must be nothing to fear from the Falsus warlords.

Ars was walking in the woods.

Whether it is a seasonal pattern or white flowers are blooming everywhere. There were no roads in the woods, but there were signs that people often thought they were passing through. Proceeding with a slight trace, it follows a white stone building. Trails are interrupted around that building in the True Square, but there is not a single door or window at the heart.

"What is this? How do we get in there?

Ars tilted his neck around the building. I'll make sure there's no sign of people, slap a few walls, but nothing's changed.

A little worried, Ars gave up and left the spot for dinner.

"I didn't know you'd be a witch if you were as beautiful as your daughter. This year's festival is cheap. Vince was happy."

At dinner, the village chief said so in a good mood. Because she usually lives among soldiers, Meredith, unfamiliar with being praised for her appearance, responds with a stiff smile.

Vince seems to mean the man she met in front of the cave. Returning to his room before dinner and quickly telling the witch that he had been chosen, Ars laughed loudly and Doan looked worried. Doan talked to several villagers about the festival, but no one told him what happened to the witch.

"Quickly, but let's combine costumes after dinner. I'll let the needle ladies adjust."

"Yes, sir"

Meredith put her mouth on the soup. Warm. Was it also made of spring water? I didn't know what it tasted like when I thought so.

"What will your sister do for dinner? If you're not feeling well, I'll make you some porridge."

"Oh no, it's fine with normal stuff. I'll take it later."

"Really...... She doesn't look much alike, but she's a beautiful girl, too. … as much as I'd like you to be a witch in ten years"

Meredith raised her face to the words of the village chief, who laughed joyfully, feeling that she had lost her mind.

But in those eyes that seemed good to people, I saw no malice whatsoever.

After a brief costume match, Meredith went back to her room after getting a meal on the basin.

"Dear Tinasha"

"You can call it off."

The witch, who was concentrating on the water basin, looked back so bitterly. The tattoo that was floating above the basin disappears. She received the meal that Meredith had brought to her to thank her.

"I hear you were chosen to do it with the bride. Ars was worried."

"Worried? They laughed at something..."

"I don't want them to notice I'm worried."

Tinasha took the cup. Mouth on the soup makes me look suspicious.

"What's wrong with you?

"No this, yeah...... I knew it"

"Like a body sinking or something?

"If that's the case, I'm spitting it out. That's pretty amazing. Well, I mean... I like Oscar."

The witch raised the edge of her lips and laughed, but Meredith knew nothing.

That's when the door is knocked. Ars and Doan came to see Meredith when she returned.

Next to Tinasha, who takes a meal, they began future consultations. Doan rings his finger with his empty hand as he clutches his cheek cane.

"The building and the cave are suspicious. I'll go to the building tomorrow. It could be a magic trick."

Ars nodded at the suggestion. Next I see the childhood trainer.

"Is Meredith a festival meeting?"

"He put on his costume that day, and he just caved in,"

"Finally, Meredith's getting married too..."

"Sacrifice..."

"Aren't you the recipient of the daughter-in-law in the corner? If we miss this, we may not have it anymore."

"I refuse!

Ars was slapping lightly, but suddenly he looked serious and said.

"Watch out for him and the village chief. If they're gonna do something, it's them."

"... I know"

As Meredith nodded with a strange face, Doan looked back at the witch eating.

"Dear Tinasha"

"What is it"

"Does it mean there's a body sinking in the fountain?

Tinasha put her finger on her temple when she took a breath, Hmm.

"It's a mood related issue. I'll tell you why, but I don't. Drink with confidence."

A line in the words first leaked a sigh of relief.

The day of the festival quickly came.

The day before, Doan went with Ars to see the building that it was in the woods, but could not find any tricks and reveal the identity of the building. However, I just felt that the remnants of what could be both temper and magic were slightly creeping against the wall.

Ars and others have suggested that the wall be broken by magic, but the suggestion was gone because it could not be taken back when there was nothing.

Thus in the end everything was to be bet on Meredith entering the cave.

The day Mereditna was dressed in a long, hemmed dress made of a luxurious layer of white thin cloth. There is no more decoration, but it is a substitute for full passage when it comes to bridesmaid clothing.

Meredith, wearing makeup and hair decorations by the women of the village, was trying to turn her flashy, tenuous look into a smile. The way it can be done is a poor beauty I can't imagine from my regular girlfriend.

"It's so beautiful. You wanted to show it to someone else."

The witch looked at her and smiled so, Ars ceased, and Doan slapped her hand for some reason. The person told drops his shoulder slowly before it starts.

"I want to have a sword..."

"I don't care what you think."

It's strange from the looks of a bride with a sword. To the nagging Meredith, Tinasha threw a dagger in her sheath.

"Here you go. You can hide it under your clothes."

"Oh, thank you!

When she turns her back on the two men, she secures the dagger with a leather string on her leg. They came to get Meredith just then. The villagers knocked on the door. Ars lurks his voice and stabs the nail.

"Be careful. If anything happens, shout it out."

"Okay."

And Meredith appeared before the caves where the villagers gathered.

As admiration rose to the beautiful bride, Meredith stood at the entrance to the cave. She first praises herself towards the cave and then looks back to the gathered villagers. Applause rose from all over and among people.

When she turned a grin on such villagers, she held the long hem of the dress with her left hand and stepped into the cave with only a small candlestick. Sleepy, chilly, walking in the dark.

The road bent slowly several times, and by the time the light outside was no longer reaching, only the occasional sound of droplets falling was echoing around. Meredith ascertains the feel of the dagger from the top of her clothes. The hem of the dress gradually drew water and became heavier.

"That's kind of depressing..."

A candle illuminates her shadow against the rock wall. Eventually the road became straight and I could see the blurring brightening ahead.

Meredith proceeds cautiously while controlling her breath and keeping her nervous.

As the distance narrowed, it was found that it was the fountain of the problem that was light-emitting. She scratches the candle forward.

And there was nothing unusual on the edge of the fountain, which was thus traced. There is only clear water in the deep fountain.

When Meredith leans back, she reaches out in horror and tries to touch the water. My fingers were paralyzed by the cold. But wait a while and nothing happens. At that time I had no choice but to pull my hand, but a blurry white light was created at the bottom of the fountain.

That slowly comes up towards the water.

Meredith had also forgotten to pull out her dagger in the proximity of that unknown, and was stunned to see it in the water.

"I hope you're okay."

"For once, he's also a martial artist. We'll figure something out."

Doan and Ars exchanged whispers after dropping off Mereditna, who disappeared into the cave.

It is totally festive around. The villagers began to drink and pinch dishes served on large plates. Some people play light music and dance.

Once we went to the example building, the two of us walked away, but the village chief with the liquor cup stopped us.

"Come on, come on, both of you."

That's what I'm told. I can push the cup that was poured.

Doan hesitated to receive it, but alcoholic Ars let his eyes shine,

"I'll take it."

I quickly drank it up when I said that.

"Drink more and more, because it's a festival!

"No, I love festivals."

Doan glanced at the cup with anxious eyes at Ars, emptying more and more cups, as recommended by the village chief and the women of the village, and he himself put his mouth on the cup to avoid being questioned.

What appeared before Meredith looked like a young girl at first glance. I have white skin on my white hair around the age of six and only my eyes are blue. The whole body was blurry and luminescent, and even from standing on the water it was clearly an outsider creature.

I knew there was a demon...... and Meredith curses Doan in her heart. What looked like a child looked at Meredith and tilted her neck.

"You, from the village?

The voice is young and feels free of evil. Meredith opened her mouth with hesitation.

"... no. Traveler."

"Really?... Hey, white flowers, you know?

"White flowers?

"He said it's blooming in the woods. I want that."

An unusual favor is like a real child. Meredith was accidentally detoxified and asked back.

"Do you want me to take it?

"Yeah. Me, I've asked everyone before and nobody's taken it. Will you get it?

"... Fine."

"Really!?

The girl's face glistened with joy. Meredith smiles too, not because of its adorability.

"Wait a minute. Because I'll get it."

"Yeah!"

With a gaze full of anticipation, Meredith flipped the hem of the dress.

Meredith conceived as she turned back early on her original path.

There was certainly a guardian god-like presence. But she doesn't really see that girl as evil. If that's her low sweetness or recognition, I can't help it. I'm the one who looks at the pain.

It's just that the girl said, "I asked everyone and nobody brought me". Doesn't "everyone" asked for by a girl in a cave where no one usually lets in mean the brides so far?

- Then why didn't anyone bring it to you?

Anyway, Meredith thought about going outside once and talking to Ars and Doan. And I want to get you flowers if I can.

She was in a hurry and didn't realize someone was chanting a spell hidden in the shadow of a rock.

And when she realized the signs of men, she had already fallen into the art of sleep.

When I woke up, it was the thin dirty ceiling that got into my sight. Apparently, he's been put to sleep somewhere strange.

It didn't seem like it was on the sleeping table that she was there, and the stiff, limp feeling came through to her body. I tried to wake up my body, but my hands and feet wouldn't move. When I look at my wrist, it is fixed to the table with rope.

Meredith tongued at the worst possible development. Ask him how he's doing around while he's lying down.

There are no windows in the room, which is overall dim because of it. The candlestick placed by the way was just blurry illuminating the room. The air is starving, faint but odorous.

Smells like old blood...... and Meredith bit her lips.

"Are you awake?

The door opens and someone comes in.

When the man came all the way to the lighting spot, Meredith was stunned and unable to respond to anything.

I'm not surprised who the man is. He is Vince, who, as Ars advised, invited her to be his bride.

It's just that Meredith's out of line because of the person he's holding up. A beautiful girl with dark hair sleeps in the man's arms. That was Tinasha, who was supposed to be in the village chief's mansion.

"What...!

"It would be pathetic if only your sister stayed. I brought them right in."

Tinasha doesn't even move tightly. There seems to be no injury, but I can't tell if I'm just asleep or not, in a dark room. I didn't expect her help, but I never thought it would be dangerous for her. An unpleasant sweat seeps into Meredith's forehead.

"Let her go"

"You should worry about yourself first. Well, it'll be over soon."

When Vince said so, he lowered Tinasha to a bench placed in the corner of the room. Instead, I take a sword that was on the wall. There was black blood creeping against the blade, which was ragged by the candlelight. Meredith laughs sarcastically.

"Are you the one who was killing the bride?

"I killed him... hey. I suppose so."

Vince stood right next to Meredith with her sword. Look down at her with a faceless face like a mask.

"I wonder if you know a sword called Acacia. A holy sword passed down from generation to generation to the Pharsus royal family."

"I know that."

"Oh. That sword is the only sword with absolute magic resistance and its value could be great. Even that sword would make it easy to rule a country. With a sword wave, right?

If Oscar asks, aren't you stupid? Vince begins to talk about things like that.

"Or even other magical swords. If you even get that swing, your life will change. I've wanted it since I was a kid... But most of those swords don't appear in the world. It's sealed or dead, all that stuff. I finally came up with a troubled quote. You can make it yourself."

Vince watched as he stroked the sword he held.

"One of the magical curses is to retain the human soul as a force. It encloses and uses souls that are inherently dispersed. Of course no human consciousness or form remains... but the soul melts and becomes a powerful force"

"You trapped your soul in that sword!?

"I tried to lock him up, to be exact, yes. A woman's soul is easier to seal up. But I've tried nearly ten brides, travellers, and so on, but no soul has ever been properly sword."

"Then give it up!

I can't do that.

He looked at Meredith's entire body to sigh and quantify. She opens her mouth trying to buy some time.

Kill me and they'll be suspicious.

"Those two would be disposed of by the village chief. I've had plenty of booze. I guess I died feeling good. Help is not coming."

That drink...... and she cursed childhood in her heart. Doan also has it. I don't think it's that easy to kill, but I can't rely on it.

her tied right hand. She has been twisting since earlier, but the rope is just eating in. When the rush filled his head, the rope of his right hand was accidentally untied.

……

I caught an eye for a moment, but I didn't have to make a sound. She tries to move her fingers so Vince doesn't notice.

"Your daughter is so beautiful. I want you to be with me forever in my sword."

That said, the man wields a dirty sword in his blood. At the same time as he began chanting small in his mouth, he shook it up to pierce Meredith's body.

At the next moment, slightly waking her upper body, she receives Vince's sword with the dagger she had hidden. Vince looked surprised, but quickly put his strength on the sword as it was when he got an abominable look.

Only your right hand is free. Without force, Meredith is gradually pushed. The dagger pattern I was receiving touched my belly.

That's when I almost closed my eyes unexpectedly, but Ars jumps in with a rambling door open. Vince looks back in haste, but a flash of Ars sooner than he lays down his sword severed the man's arm from his shoulder while holding the sword.

"Bye. Ahh."

A spectacular scream echoes into the room.

When Ars made sure Meredith was safe, he cut the rope he was holding. I'll hold him up and let him stand, careful with the hem of the dress.

"It's late, bad"

"I'm not drinking!

Meredith punches Ars in the chest in frustration. He seemed sorry for it.

"What about Doan?

He's got the village chief.

"Oh, yes, Master Tinasha!

Meredith hurries to see the bench in the corner of the room. But there's no one there.

"Huh."

of Ars in that voice.

"Oh, no."

The grunt overlapped.

"I got away..."

As Meredith looked back, Vince had disappeared from the room leaving only her arm on the floor with her sword in her grip.

Vince was walking through the cave as he held on to his severed arm.

The cave has a hidden door that leads from the basement to his secret cabin. No windows, no doors. That cabin is what Ars and Doan were exploring.

Now Vince was using that hidden passage and trying to get out of the cave.

The man loses his blood and stirs up his hazy head. But with his face up, he realized his failure.

It was meant to be out there, but I went the wrong way and came to the back of the cave. The sound of droplets falling into the fountain sounds vain.

"Damn......"

Vince glanced as he approached the fountain with a glance. Blood falls zero from between the fingers and is sucked into the water. The girl's voice was accidentally heard from nowhere when the red droplets became rings in the water and disappeared.

"Flowers... you didn't bring them to me?

Vince lifts his head. Soon a girl with white hair stood on the water.

"Stupid......"

He thought it was a madness for the village chief to deceive the village. Yet what is this out-of-the-box presence in front of us?

Vince couldn't carry on two sentences for much. She looks at Vince and frowns uncomfortably.

"It stinks of death... the smell of several women's blood... is it your fault nobody came back?

"Wow, I..."

"Really? You filthy human... disappear."

When she says so, she shakes her little hand.

An overwhelming force wrapped Vince with the smell of death.

By the time Meredith and Ars reached the fountain, Vince had already run out.

The girl, who was looking down at the body like dust chips, makes her face shine when she notices Meredith.

"You're back!? Hey, what about the flowers?

"Ah..."

The moment I tried to apologize, but there were white flowers all over her arms. Ars and Meredith stare at the flowers that are so full that they are likely to fade away.

The girl's eyes filled with joy, and when she sees it, she says, "Thanks! shouted." At the same time, the flowers are sucked into the fountain one after the other as they float flutteringly, even though there is no wind, from within Mereditna's arms.

"Thanks! I really wanted it. Thanks."

And the girl's appearance scratched off as it was a goodbye greeting. The two remaining stand up to each other.

"Whatever..."

"Guardian God...... isn't it?

Ars rubbed his neck with his hand and clasped his hand.

"Hey! The water from the fountain is pulling!

"Shh!?

As the two rush to the edge of the fountain and peek in, the fountain diminishes the water that looks like a plugged hot tub. Eventually, when all the water fell out, it became an empty deep hole there.

"What are you going to do with this..."

"That's not good..."

"Oh, I knew it"

When the two of them looked back at the girl's voice, there was Tinasha floating in childhood. The witch peeks into a hole that was a fountain with a frightened face.

"Dear Tinasha! I was worried!

Tinasha honestly apologized that she would laugh bitterly at Meredith's crying voice.

"I'm sorry. Just go get some stuff."

"Is it a flower?

Tinasha just laughed and doesn't answer.

"You loosened the rope, too?

"Come on......? Ars will be abandoned one day if he doesn't like alcohol."

"Sorry......"

Ignoring the dripping arse, the two women peek into the hole.

"What shall we do with this? If we run out of water, it's a dead end."

"Right. Apparently the water was boiling because of that demon tribe."

Tinasha slapped her hand gently. Soon the pseudo will be solved and I will return to being an adult. As she stood in the air directly above the hole, she spread her hands.

"Well, I'll do something about it. It's a little far away, but there seems to be a water vein, so let's pull the road. It'll take a little while, so go to Doan first."

When the witch said so, she began to chant, most importantly.

Apparently Vince and the village chief weren't working together separately.

Originally, two hundred years ago, in the name of the bride of the patron saint, it began when the most beautiful girl in the village was sold secretly to the leading man of the city at the foot, at the head of the village.

And the money was spent on treating the epidemic that was hitting the village at the time. The girl who sacrificed herself for her family and the village said she wanted to "pick up white flowers" until the end of her rush out of the village, but the village chief at the time never knew what that meant after all.

The bridesmaid's ritual, which was supposed to end with that one, was, however, survived every five years by a village chief blinded by the huge reward for cheating and selling the village's daughter.

Human trafficking, which was kept secret even when the bill changed, changed its nature one day when Vince found out about it. He said the village chief, tightened up by Ars and Doan, looked somewhere relieved at the end of the nightmare ritual.

I came back to the village chief's mansion and heard that Meredith was

"If it's human trafficking, I don't want to kill you in a magical ritual."

and brought my thoughts.

The village chief is to be handed over to a nearby city guard, and officials from that city are to be seconded to develop a confused village due to misletting.

Doan twisted her neck when she was bewitched by a demon.

"I wonder if His Highness put on Master Tinasha in anticipation of this kind of ending. There was nothing we could do about running out of water."

"It's a good idea because I'm just hanging out in weird places."

Suddenly there was a woman's voice from behind and the three turned around. The Blue Moon Witch stands there. She smiled as she gently handed.

"It's over. Shall we go home?"

Clean beauty. A smile that feels distant somewhere.

To its appearance, Meredith just lovingly remembered the unusual smile of the demon who wanted flowers - the pure figure who waited for flowers for two hundred years.