Unnamed Memory

A row standing in the air began to prepare each one as he looked down at the blue sea beneath his eyes. While Ars checks the state of the sword, Pamira and Renate begin to assemble the configuration for the attack. Each of the two structured, they twisted it together. Tinasha, on the other hand, puts up a fence on Ars.

"Put it down on the water and pull it in nice. If it takes, I'll catch it."

"I don't want to die if I can..."

"I'll do it right."

The witch slowly descended Ars as she waved her white hand as she confirmed that the two configurations were ready. Pull it down to the point where his feet soak a little on the water to stop it. But because the junction is covered, the feet avoid water and never get wet.

Ars looked up to his companions in the air wondering when he had felt so thoughtfully. I can see the witch still waving.

Just waiting is also depressing, so Ars tried to wave his sword to try. Apparently, a sphere-shaped junction covers around the body, but the sword can push through it. He tried poking under his feet, but that never meant leaking water. I'll try and sword it around the ocean as it is.

After a while, bubbles floated around, just like earlier. An unpleasant sweat flows down my back.

The next moment I pulled my sword at hand and breathed, a high water splash rose around me. Appears at sea level with giant legs surrounding it, aiming for Ars.

His legs tried to tangle him as he twisted the universe, but the junction began to rise where its tip touched or not. Als stretches out his sword and gently slashes away his legs trying to prevent him from escaping. The unpleasant elasticity returned and the feet retreated slightly.

Within the void of birth, the junction rises still slowly. Ten legs were stretched long over the sky in search of Ars. He looks down breathlessly at the sea at the unusual sight of his feet above the tower swooping toward heaven.

Tinasha nodded at the two neighbors as she watched her stretching legs.

"Fine. Do it."

Pamira and Renate follow her husband's life and at the same time shoot down the magic. An awesome electric shock speared and struck directly at ten legs. Keep passing on your legs and the current runs.

A scream that didn't sound like Kraken rocked the air. An unexpectedly attacked sea demon tries to get his legs back into the sea but it doesn't come true. The witch was holding that huge body in place with an invincible grin. A composition without chanting is entangled in ten legs.

The electric shock scorched his legs and the fragrant smell drifted around him, but when he reached the surface, it diffused into the water and didn't seem to reach much to the main body.

"I knew it wasn't enough"

Tinasha takes out the cylinder that was lowered to her hips when she tongues. When she took the five crystal spheres out of there, she threw them into the ocean unconstructively. The sphere spreads nicely circular around Kraken and sinks into the sea.

"Renate, can I have some Ars, please?"

"Okay."

Tinasha began chanting as she handed the supporting Ars to Renate. Turn your white hand towards the sea level.

"Accept my word. Changing shape is not degenerative. Definitions are not loose, only flow and drift.... Retreat."

Five white lights leak out of the water. Then tied them together and a white circle appeared. When the glowing circle secures the kraken inside, the water around it is gradually drawn out to the outside.

"Seriously."

Ars gives a voice of surprise to the witch's magical out-of-standard. Pamira breathed next door.

Less than three minutes later, the ocean was beautifully cylindrically torn. Kraken's huge body has been stripped of its armor called the sea, exposing its ugly appearance to sight. I glanced at a line with big black eyes in the air that seemed to be three times the length of an adult.

Tinasha takes a serious look at the sea demon she captures.

"Are you a squid? Sounds good to me."

Ars, on the contrary, lost his appetite for the witch's pleasant sentiments. Approximately him, who becomes a sluggish face, Tinasha begins another chant when she lowers her altitude slightly just by herself.

"Recognize my will as life. A convert who sleeps in the earth and walks through the sky. I rule and summon Thy thunder. Understand that my life is the whole concept of emergence."

Ten spheres with electric shocks appeared in the witch's arms with the end of the chant. They are accompanied by the sound of the air exploding, spreading white glowing branches around every moment.

Tinasha glanced at the group of spheres and struck out towards Kraken, exhaling thinly. The sphere reaches each of the fixed legs while increasing its size. From there I ran through to the main body at a terrible speed.

The leg, which was burning with the magical, fragrant smell of Pamira and Renate, collapses into a black extinguishing coal. Not only that, Kraken's head was also burned again, and a long scream that caught the vitreous ripped the space apart.

When that voice gradually dwindles and disappears, the fixed Kraken looks drooling without the power of the heart. My black, round eyes were white and cloudy at some point.

"Dead?

"What do you think?"

Tinasha further lowered her altitude. Observe Kraken's eyes as he descends to the area where his head is well visible.

That's when suddenly my giant eyes went back black. A broken leg plays back in an instant. Much thinner than earlier, but one of them captured Tinasha's right leg.

"Hey......"

"Dear Tinasha!

Pamira hastily tries to plummet, but Kraken's feet tangle faster into the witch's thin feet, trying to drag her towards her fang-lined mouth unconstitutionally. The witch, in agony, laid her hands on the feet of the sea demon who captured herself.

"Scatter!"

With that voice, Kraken's legs explode. When the witch concentrated her consciousness, she shifted to next to Pamira, who came down. Further ascend with her to the side of Ars.

"Are you all right?

"I've been shattered."

Tinasha looked down at her feet. There is a red mole with marks wrapped around the spiral. In the meantime, she only erased the pain while touching her right leg. It takes more time to treat your bones properly than they are shattered.

When the witch took a breath and looked down at the ocean, the ocean she was dividing was returning as she made a vortex because of the disturbance in her concentration. There are ten giant legs playing in it.

"That squid..."

When an abominable grunt was thrown up, Kraken suddenly stopped moving. Huge strains arise in the surrounding space. The strain made a similar sound to the animal's low roar, which had been mumbling for a while, but accidentally converged toward the center.

And at the same time, Kraken's appearance disappears neglectfully.

Renate breathed with surprise.

"Sounds like it's working."

"of, it seems"

When the witch shrugged her shoulder, next to it, Suzuto and a boy about thirteen or four years old had metastasized. The flat-faced boy nods toward Tinasha.

"Your orders have been fulfilled, my queen."

"Thank you, Nil. And stop being a queen."

"'Cause you're the queen."

Next to the swelling face Spirit, Suzuto showed a relieved face.

"The tattoo of the summons has been destroyed. Took me a while to find it. I'm sorry."

Following reports from his men, Ars laughs when he returns his sword to his sheath.

"No, thank God. Good luck."

While the three magicians and Ars were attacking in a positive manner from the sea, Suzuto wandered beneath the sea looking for a pirate ship as he had the Spirit of the Witch tie the line. That's how I thought Kraken sank and managed to find the ship of interest out of a dozen ships, and further under the Spirit's pointer, I found the imprint that the Summoner was burning on the deck and crushed it with a sword.

With the subpoena gone, Kraken would have untied and returned to the depths of the former northern sea. - This is how Nisle was freed from the demonic waters.

Having successfully completed his assignment, Ars sees the witch floating next door.

"If Miss Tinasha hadn't come, I wouldn't know what would have happened"

"Come on. Maybe Oscar's here."

The woman, with horrible power in her supple jaws, smiled disgruntled when she spoke of the possibility of not even joking.

Prince Lust of Tayri came all the way to the castle capital of Falsus with a horse the day before Oscar's birthday. Though it has come to implicitly acknowledge its existence against magicians, the castle of Tayri itself does not use any magic. That's why no transfer team has been deployed.

Oscar, who welcomed Lust, reciprocated his gratuitously and welcomed him. The return of the Ars was communicated shortly after the feast for the visitors began. Upon hearing a report from a civilian who came into the hall, Oscar tongued inside, "Come home a little later," he said.

Lust asks lightly as the civilian exits.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it looks like the Ars, who were sending us on our way to the Sea Devil's crusade, are back. I'll hear more about it later."

"Is it General Ars? I took care of him, too. Why don't you call me here now, if you like?"

Oscar wanted to flatter his face, but it was also unnatural to say no, so he gave his life to call those who had returned here.

After enough, we all bow our heads and come into the hall. Renate and Pamira, who raised their faces, found Lust for a moment, but their master was not there. Oscar was surprised by the witch's absence, but for now he speaks to Ars without touching him.

"How'd it go?

"I don't want squid for the time being"

"Kraken? I just wanted to take a look."

…………

Ars hid his sneaky expression and thanked him.

"What about Tinasha?

Pamira answers that.

"She said she had business to attend to, so she'll be back later."

"Right. Thank you very much."

When the king snorts, Pamira and Renate and Suzuto shrug off the spot. When Ars, with his general position, stayed and received the drink, he once again greeted Lust. The exotic prince looks up at the general in wonder.

"Will the Witch Hall always be with you in crusades, etc."

"You're here when things are out of our control or when we feel like it"

"I'm in the mood."

When Oscar put it on, he smiled bitterly and put his mouth on the cup.

Then two hours later, Oscar was out on the terrace alone and skipping drunkenness. I'm not vulnerable to alcohol, but I want to be primitive if I can be more than a diplomatic venue. He was breathing and watching the view outside.

The sun is falling outside, with thin oranges and blue at night. As if the clouds were stained with gold, it was as beautiful as I wanted to show Tinasha.

Oscar, who was looking up at the sky blurry as it was, looks back at the signs of people behind him. There Lust stood with a strange face, and when I saw him, I bowed my head.

"I'm so sorry about that time."

I know exactly when that refers. It was in Lust's private room when he became a knotted feather. Oscar smiles bitterly and returns it.

"I'm sorry about this one. If you can, forget about it."

"If you'll forgive me for that....... is she getting well?

Oscar smiled at his question, probably the most wanted to hear. Open your mouth to answer. - That's when, right behind him, the talking witch shifted.

Oscar, we're back.

As Tinasha floated, she turned her arms around the contractor's neck with an innocent smile. But soon he realizes the exotic prince in front of him and pales.

"Le, Prince Lust......"

"Long time no see"

Not at all bad at all, but Oscar sidestepped with his witch arm untied. Looking back at her as she went down to the floor with an awkward face, she's wearing a light outfit like the boy would wear. Oscar raised his eyebrows lightly.

"What are you, getting dressed properly?"

"Excuse me."

"I'll come back later," Tinasha said as she hurriedly lowered her head to Lust. Look at the witch trying to metastasize, but Oscar grabs a white arm when he feels uncomfortable.

"What, what is it?

"Have you done any magic on your legs? What's the matter with you?"

The witch turned into a slight face, but shook her head immediately.

"It's my fault."

"Let me see if there's a reason."

Oscar reaches out from his knees to his right leg, where his bottom is uneven. Tinasha, lifted one leg and nearly disfigured, floated in the universe to stay in shape.

"It's nothing!

There is no scratch on the thin leg. Oscar, looking at his smooth skin with a frown, pulled out his lower back acacia with his free hand. Tinasha, who realizes his intentions, bursts, but he holds onto his leg and doesn't let go.

I don't know what's going on. While Lust was wondering if he wanted to stop, Oscar hit Acacia's flat on the witch's foot. The magic hanging there diffuses.

"You..."

A red mole appeared on her leg in spiral when the magic of her eyes was unraveled. The witch turns sideways with the expression, Shit. The bones, muscles, and nerves were healed, but the moles could not be removed.

The red mole, which rose firmly to entangle and remove white, thin feet, had a strange gloss rather than a painful one. I feel like I've seen something I shouldn't, and Lust turns away unexpectedly.

Oscar, on the other hand, stared at it with a bitter face.

"You're alarmed. Stupid."

"Ugh."

"If you're going to get hurt like this, I'm not giving you the next one. Come and win at more leisure."

"Yes......"

If you let go of your legs, the witch will small-tongue and transfer toward the loser or the Oscar. Dropping that off and sighing, Oscar turns to Prince Lust, who's having trouble coping.

"It's like that."

And he smiled and showed it to me.

Thirty minutes later, Tinasha, dressed as a magician, returned to the banquet hall. She wears thin makeup to see if Sylvia caught her in white magic. Beautiful enough to change the air on the field just to be there, the witch once again greeted Lust.

"I was dressed like that earlier, excuse me"

"No, crusade would have been tough"

The witch smiling and bowing her head haunted a completely different atmosphere than when she met at the Royal Palace in Tayri. The mysterious intimidation that does not bring people closer disappears, and there is a gentle tenderness there like a leaking day. Lust was happy about that, and lonely.

Tinasha, a man, a witch and a queen not on the throne, turns that aspect as it twirls like a full moon. Humans. Everyone has such a multifaceted nature, but she is a witch. Each side is truly differentiated to survive the years.

Looking at the delicate side of the witch sitting next to her, Lust cut out what he had been trying to say.

"Thank you for your help then. Thinking about what you told me all the time... in the end I thought I had never tried to think of anything myself before. God is definitely absolute, but by hiding in his name and exerting his power, or maybe he meant to be God as well."

Tinasha laughs bitterly at self-restraint, which is said to be pompous.

"Please don't push me. It's a history that lasted a thousand years. It would have been difficult for you to defy it. But I think what you've done makes a lot of sense. Yes... very human."

"Human?

"It's human business to kill and save people."

Tinasha smiling with that said was as beautiful as a bright moon.

A dull pain runs on Lust's chest. But ostensibly, with a smile, he asked.

"When are you getting married, by the way?

"To?"

Oscar, sitting on the other side of Lust, starts to throat and laugh at Tinasha, who listened back in a dumb voice. The witch finally remembered why she was in Falsus.

"Oh, uh, the"

"It's a lie."

Oscar answers lightly on behalf of the witch in trouble to reply. Now it was Lust's turn to round his eyes.

"As you may have noticed, it's convenient for you to pick this up. Actually, this is my protector."

This, said Tinasha, turned out to be one bad face. Behind it, on the other hand, the lazar who had refrained is stunned.

I didn't think Oscar would tell Lust the truth. He tilts his neck, wondering what kind of blow it was, even though he hated to let all those witches see him.

Lust was often stunned that the meaning could not be swallowed, but asked Oscar when he looked around at the men and women on the left and right.

So, what are you planning on getting married?

"Nothing in particular."

"A guardian is..."

It was the tower witch who answered that question.

"It's in a contractual relationship. Did you know that I usually live in a tower? This man made a pact with me as an achiever who climbed up there."

"Contract…?"

The witch smiles softly and nods. Almost drawn to that smile, Lust opened his mouth.

"So assuming I could climb the tower, would you listen to what I want?

The surrounding humans, excluding Tinasha and Oscar, listen to it, uh-huh, solidify. It is clear no matter how you look at Lust being attracted to witches. but it was also clear that King Falsus would be in a bad mood to say such a thing.

But the concerns of the neighbors are also approximate, and Oscar is drinking flat. The witch looked a little surprised but smiled back bitterly like she was in trouble.

"I don't mind, but I wouldn't recommend it. That tower makes this person and others climb up lightly, but it's supposed to be about ten people, and it makes it difficult for the achievers to come out or not to come out once a hundred years. Those who fail will fly all over the continent with memories, and if you're responsible like royalty, you better not try it if you can."

The witch's advice is an undisputed fact, and Lust is about to drop to the height of its walls. But it was also true that I still couldn't give up.

There are no such women.

Now she's within reach.

It had nothing to do with this moment that I was the heir to the throne of Tayri, who was harsh on magicians, and that she was a witch.

Lust takes her hand. I turned to the witch who blinded me.

"Um..."

"Tinasha"

Tinasha tilts her neck to the contractor who blocked Lust's words.

Oscar said with a hand with a drink cup pointing to the terrace that he was not interested in "listening outside if you're into it". She gets up, nodding, even though she has a strange face.

As Lust, who fears, "I'll borrow you," went out with the witch, Ars, who was listening nearby, eared to Oscar.

"Are you sure?"

"Why do I have to take care of a woman twenty times more alive than I am?"

In an unexpected reply, the neighbors look at each other.

The Oscar at the time, however, kept his mouth shut in the cup.

Lust and the witch came right back. Both look no different on the surface.

Tinasha, sitting next to Oscar, looked at the drink cup and frowned beautifully.

"Don't drink too much"

"Why?"

"Because I'm gonna die."

I don't know what that means.

The witch did not answer any more. Oscar wondered, but when he puts the drink down, he takes the water instead. Then we had been welcoming each other for a while, but when Tinasha returned to the room "excuse me first," nature and the banquet ended skinningly with it.

Oscar, returning to his room, was uncertain whether he should lose his liquor in the bath to the slightest remaining drunkenness as he dressed. It is midnight when you check the clock that magically moves, whether the date should change.

Well, when I took off my jacket to figure out what to do, the window slammed from the outside. When I reply, the witch opens the vitreous door and comes in. Oscar was flabbergasted to see what it looked like.

"What's that outfit?"

"Focus on ease of movement"

Tinasha wore a sleeveless black dress. That garment, which perfectly accompanies the curvature of the upper body, is slightly swollen from the waist down, but instead is unusually short in length. I see almost all the white smooth feet. He just seems to be wearing something downstairs, but still gets a little giddy. Did you magically turn off the mole on your leg or it was gone clean?

Oscar stares seriously at her white, thin legs.

"Eye poison or maintenance..."

"You should also dress up for ease of movement"

Seeing it, she holds a few thick cotton woven fabrics. While wondering what he was going to do, Oscar wore a thin jacket.

"Oh, take Nark with you, too"

"What the... do you need Acacia?

"Nothing. Either way."

It doesn't seem to be a noisy errand for now. Oscar woke up a nark already asleep in the corner of the room and put it on his shoulder. I got lost, but I ended up wearing a sword too, Acacia.

When the witch took his hand, she opened the transfer gate to the spot.

The two went out on a wide meadow. The moon is bright and glorious. When the witch held up Nark, she asked him to grow up.

On that back they move further. I saw the city light far away in the direction I was headed. Seeing that light slowly approaching, Oscar asks the witch next door.

"What town is it?

"It's Nisle."

Oscar breathed in the name of the city, where the exorcism of the sea demons had just come to an end. The ocean extends beyond the lights of the building. The moonlight poured a blue and white light on the spreading surface of the water, and under it the luster glowed white. The reflecting moon is slightly shaky but brilliant like a jewel.

Oscar couldn't say anything about the overwhelming appearance of nature he saw for the first time. The sea of night, which lasts everywhere, is silent and mysterious.

Tinasha lifted her dark hair and smiled.

"I really wish I could have come by noon, but you're busy."

"... no, enough"

In an exclamation-minded reply, the witch smiled contentedly. Moving near Nark's head, she gives some instructions. To his new instructions, the dragon slowly swirled over the sea. Oscar peeks under his eyes.

"Even Kraken will show you?

"What would you do if you said yes"

"I withdraw what I said to Ars"

The witch laughed out at what he had largely imagined, though she should not know what he had said. When the dragon changes direction, it begins to fly along the land.

Eventually, on a wall full of rocks a little further from the city, Nark lowered them both. Back to its original size, the dragon rides Oscar's shoulder.

"Well, shall we go"

The witch floated with him as she took the hand of the contractor. gradually descend along the cliff. Oscar, where everything was fresh and overlooking the sea, noticed a cave halfway down the cliff. The witch goes in there with his hand taken.

Inside it was a diagonal cavity, slowly descending and eventually exited into a wide space with sea water. The moonlight, which enters slightly through the cavity, illuminates the water blue.

There are no waves there because of the surrounding one-sided rock wall. She lowered him to the scaffolding of a small, unreachable chamber beside it. Spread your white hands and produce a number of light spheres. They left the witch's hand. Some lit the rock ceiling, and some lit up the sinking area in the sea.

The space stains with a blue glow.

The surface of the water shines bright bright blue in the light, and its color is darker as it deepens, but by the way it shines in a beautiful blue that wakes up because of the light spheres sunk in the sea.

Oscar accidentally fell in love with the mystery of water, which he could not forbid to sigh. The witch smiles in the synagogue.

"What do you say?

"Stunning view"

"It's sand down there, so swim in peace. There's no fish."

"You swim!

"You can swim, right?

Apparently the cotton woven fabric I held was meant to wipe my body. When she put it where it wouldn't get wet, she basically jumped into the sea. Water splashes shine in the universe.

Oscar took off his jacket and shoes, convinced that it was that outfit. Put Acacia aside with the sleepy narc. It was limp and cold for a moment when I went into the water, but I got used to it right away. When I dive to the bottom, white sand is laid down. The caves in the water, which would lead to the outer sea, were also seen in the rock walls, but it was not known what was going on beyond the curved.

The illusion of lightening your body. I've been swimming since I was a kid, but my body remembered.

Faced to the surface to carry on his breath, Tinasha, dripping water from his hair, is floating in the universe and peeking into him from above. Its skin and eyes were illuminated by the blue light, emitting a seductive charm.

Oscar asks as he raises his wet forehead.

"Here, you made it?

"It's a product of nature. I used to come here a lot. This is the first time I've brought people here. Oh, I shredded the walls a little during the day because it's inconvenient without scaffolding"

That said, she points to where the object is. On Oscar's jacket, Nark was round and asleep.

"So. Happy Birthday"

Tinasha is smiling joyfully with both hands together.

Finally he understood why he was brought here. Reaching out and pulling her hair, the witch slowly came down. It's strangely hot when you touch that cheek.

"Thanks"

To thank the man, Tinasha laughed out loud like a child.

I enjoyed swimming all the way and then went back to the scaffold and the weight of my body crept on me.

The witch is still playing at sea when Oscar looks back. The look was really childish and he took a cloth and wiped his hair when he laughed bitterly. Wipe your torso, then look back to ask about changing clothes and a witch sitting on the water stares seriously at him.

"What?"

"No, I thought it was beautiful."

"What?"

"You."

"What is that..."

I don't think beauty is a compliment I generally use on men.

But the witch didn't seem to care about that, she looked at the man's brilliant face and his even-handed body tilting her neck. Oscar calls the witch by invitation, taking her gaze without hesitation.

"What do you do with your clothes? I didn't bring it."

"I'll dry it."

The witch, who walked unconstitutionally through the water, let her white hands touch his wet feet. The heat transmits to the cloth and dries as you look at it, but it doesn't mean it's hot.

Oscar, who looked at it with admiration, remembered what he had forgotten before.

"With that said, what's Lust saying?

"Oh, they've applied for a marriage"

"Again."

"I said no."

"That's instant killing."

"I don't like anything or anything..."

"Is that what you said and said no? Quite painful."

Oscar felt a little sorry for Lust. But the wet witch looks nasty.

"What will you do if national traffic gets worse when you say that? Of course I said no."

"I see."

Oscar thought that even the same witch would be happy to scratch around Lucrezia, but he didn't put it in his mouth. But to her words, I resent the content with a little discomfort.

I knew why right away.

Until now, she has repeatedly said 'because she is a witch' as a reason to refuse to interact with people. I wonder what kind of change of heart it is to say no to that for "not liking" reasons. Oscar wondered a little bit, but I just felt sorry for Lust when I stuck him in, so I wouldn't put that in my mouth either.

A witch peeked into the silent man.

"Are you tired? Shall we go home?"

"No, I'll take a look at some more"

In reply to the man, Tinasha smiles beautifully in love. Oscar, who was looking down at her up close, instantly forgot about herself in a delightful dark eye unlike anything that was distressing or drenching. When you capture your little jaw with your fingers, you look very naturally.

"Uh, hey."

Tinasha changed her complexion and tried to push the man's body away, but also captured that hand with the hands of those who were free.

Take away the lips of the panicking witch as it is.

In an unrealistic space dyed blue, I confirmed her presence with its warmth. I can see a woman's long eyelashes tickling her own face.

Only to touch lightly, but after a long mouthful, Oscar changed the angle and mouthed the witch again. Repeat her fever as it is, her breath as her own, a burning mouthpiece.

The willing enthusiasm with which the spirits merged filled him.

Tinasha suddenly fought to escape, but he wouldn't allow it. It is also at last that he stands in the rain of his mouth that cannot breathe. Strange heat gushed from the back of her limbs, still wet in the water, intertwining her thoughts.

Distracting.

I even forgot to use magic.

Fever dominates the whole body with paralysis.

- That's when the lights that were filling the space swayed.

Oscar feels the light again and releases his face. The witch's consciousness was disturbed and the light bulb flashed. Realizing that, she covered her face with blushing, empty hands. Never before has the maintenance of such a simple procedure wavered in any kind of pain.

"What are you doing..."

Oscar let go of her hand, which he was grasping. I was gripping it pretty hard but fortunately it hasn't turned into a mole. He's turning bright red to his ears when he taps the witch's head lightly.

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

and said calmly on the surface. Tinasha stares back at the contractor.

Oscar shook his head with a sigh of sigh as he glanced at the luxurious body of a witch who also looked defenseless.

"I'm gonna swim some more"

"... Huh?

He just walks into the ocean. The leftover witch held her palpitations down her unquenched chest.

"Clothes, dried..."

The groaning did not reach anyone's ears.

The next day, Lust left Falsus.

The witch offered a metastasis, but he rhetorical it and takes a normal course of action, similar to going. On his way home side by side with his squire and escort soldiers, the captain of the escort, who has known Lust for a long time, has spoken to him.

"Are you sure you want to back off"

Now I know what that refers to. Lust laughs lightly.

"You've been shaken beautifully. I have no choice."

"You're bound by a contract to Falsus, aren't you?

"No..."

Lust smiled bitterly. It brings back memories from last night.

The beautiful witch waved at him when he heard the same thing.

'That guy is special. I'd be in trouble if there were other contractors like that. "

Maybe she's unconscious herself.

But Lust realized then the perfect defeat to her, smiling a little troubled.