Unnamed Memory

The large bedroom was enclosed by the silence of the deep sea.

The moonlight pouring through the window illuminates the woman's long dark hair and brings a dazzling glow to life. Her hair resembling silk thread was flushed together on the edge of the bedroom, so her white nose and back, which were depressed, often appeared in the dark room.

Perhaps it is because of the wrapped atmosphere of the woman that the whiteness of her skin just makes her feel cleaner than glossy. Oscar stares at her next door.

Tinasha had raised her upper body slightly with her elbows on the cloth, and had collapsed and rebuilt it many times after making a magical configuration on her palm. A man sees that as intriguing.

"After all, is it hard to use magic?

"Spirit magic has considerably more magic to make up. This is certainly going to be unusable for regular spiritualists. I'm just trying to refresh the configuration itself a little. Sometimes if you don't do this, you'll lose your arm."

A week after the witch, who had been her guardian for over ten months, became her lover.

In a spiritual magician who is commonly said that magic cannot be used if she is no longer pure, the most powerful witch could not be a complete exception to that.

For her, who just uses magic other than spiritual magic, where the original magic is in the wrong digits, maybe this perversion is just a little opportunity for technical confirmation as well. As long as I have the time, I'm putting out the sperm to adjust the configuration.

Seeing a woman eagerly focused on the composition above her palms, Oscar stroked her back as she stretched her fingers. The witch tries to avoid tickling or twisting herself. He pulled a long dark haired room around his fingers.

"When will the ceremony be?

"What is it?

Tinasha tilted her face and looked at the man. Dark eyes wear darker black than anything else in the room. Oscar mouthed her left lid as he looked at her.

"Of marriage. Finish the marriage contract and you will have the right to the Falsus royal family."

Her reaction was none of what Oscar had expected. He has a startling look on his face, like he remembers something he completely forgot. I had a bad feeling, and Oscar frowned.

"What's that face..."

"Yes, no..."

Tinasha held her head on the sleeping table as she erased the configuration on her hand.

I've been doing that for a while, but eventually I open my mouth like it's very hard to say when I look up.

"Marriage is a bit..."

"Did I say something?

"Ouch!"

The man tightened his temples, and the witch screamed. Holding her head again, Oscar locks it in his arms. He glanced at the beautiful face of the witch who had come close.

"What is that? You're selling fights?

"That's not what I'm going to do...... marriage is another matter. Please have someone else be queen and have children."

"Because you're a witch?

"There's that too, but it's not just that... well, a lot"

Tinasha closed her eyes when she said so with a bad tooth cut. I can't read my emotions as soon as I can. Oscar got a little anxious and put his strength into her arms hugging her.

"You know, you're not thinking about going away after your contract."

"Actually, I just thought," I'm going to stop because you're going to be so angry as a fire. "

"You know exactly what I mean."

While I could afford to give it back, the fruit, he appeased. If this witch really wanted to disappear, finding it would be extremely difficult. I honestly rejoice that the possibility of losing her disappeared first.

But I didn't want to compromise here with peace of mind.

"By and large, make another woman a queen or a ghost. I'm sorry about that woman."

"Isn't that what royal marriage is all about? If they're in a house with an identity, they'll be ready. I had at least one."

Oscar looked disgusted at the witch's words suggesting about the political marriage in the dark.

- I am certainly prepared that freedom is not conducive to marriage.

Originally he grew up in a situation where a curse would not even allow him to marry. I didn't have enough hope about marriage or romance to say at all.

Not now.

Falsus has not entered into a political marriage from the age of Legius, Oscar's great-grandfather. That is because this country has become so stable and powerful that it does not need such ties, and the situation has still not changed.

I hear that my father, Kevin, also pushed off the other parent's considerable opposition to make an unidentified woman his queen. Oscar himself would accept the necessary political marriage, but he was not convinced why Tinasha refused to do so without clarity.

Witches are certainly long-suffered beings in history.

When I say I will make her queen, there will be opposition in the country. In addition to that, there must also be increased vigilance on the part of other countries over Farsus, who will come to possess the most powerful witches.

However, he had the confidence to manage those problems.

Emotions for her in the castle are now mostly becoming more favorable than they were initially. Because her personality, her deeds and her qualities became known to everyone.

Plus, we're not going to invade another country from Falsas on external issues. Even if power is used, it will only serve defense.

Oscar believes that her being a witch, even if it takes time to conclude, does not constitute a fatal obstacle. Rather, growing up as a candidate for Queen of Trudar, she seems to adapt more as a queen than educating an unidentified woman from scratch, but what the hell is the problem?

He twisted his inner neck, but Tinasha seems unwilling to say why, covering his mouth and making a small extension. Her eyelids were getting heavier, and her long eyelashes swayed several times.

"I'm your mistress enough."

"I'm not gonna put you in the shade."

"Isn't it his consciousness where the sun is going and where the shade is? Don't be greedy."

When the witch said so, she closed her eyelids to see if she was no longer comfortable sleeping. Still stares at the man when he tries to open his eyes one more time.

Oscar grinned bitterly when he saw his dark eyes melting with drowsiness.

"Fine. Go to sleep."

"... Yes"

Lovers who don't sleep well are abrupt and quick when they fall asleep. As soon as I close my lid, I begin to hear a small sleep. Oscar closed his eyes himself when he made sure of it.

- You mustn't be greedy.

I guess the witch's words are directed at herself and at him as well.

I want an obsession from her, even though I finally got it, and now I want both public and private to stand next to me. This must be greed.

Even though I just knew that, I wasn't willing to give it to Oscar. I can't think of marrying another woman at the moment. If you really refuse to let her be your wife, you have to at least ask her why.

Thinking that far, he falls into his sleep chasing his lover in his arms.

It doesn't matter if we're in different dreams, different sleeps.

Because if she wakes up, she's certainly beside her.

It was Pamira, the magician who served the witch, who got the information about why Oscar wanted to know. She spoken naturally of her doubts as she helped Tinasha change back to her room in the morning.

"Why aren't you married?

"Hmmm... well, I'm a witch..."

Tinasha clouded her words.

Her being the king's guardian and lover means that Oscar himself won't even hide it, or rather he's making a big deal of it. Most people in the castle knew that he would follow this witch to his wife for a long time. But the witch hasn't bothered to do so in a long time.

To her husband, who cared so much about the man but was dull in his feelings, Pamira often did, but the witch at the time also finally got that sense of consciousness, and she was relieved that the atmosphere she wrapped up in recently turned into something stable and serene.

Now Pamira thought the only thing left to do was marry you. She came there and ate the shoulder watermark, and she hung down.

"I say you're a witch, but I don't care. There's a vale from your parents around the corner."

One corner of Tinasha's own room is decorated with a white veil that extends long from the vine table placed on the wall to the floor. The magic of preventing degradation was given to her more than four hundred years ago by Tinasha's fruit parents and has been kept in the treasure trove of Trudar until now. Probably for her wedding, when she was supposed to be queen.

Tinasha glimpsed Vale into Pamira's words. Smiling like a little trouble opens my mouth.

"Pamira, do you know how a witch can be born?

To my husband's enquiry, Pamira, who was combing her long dark hair, stopped her hand.

Think for a while but I don't know the answer. I didn't even know how this could be asked.

Tinasha laughs bitterly when she senses signs of confusion.

"Five witches, all of them now, became witches acquired without exception. Some of them are like me, and some witches have increased their magic power by contract, but they've all become witches along the way."

"Really..."

Pamira was impressed. I know how my husband became a witch, but I have no idea about the other witches. I don't know anything more about my husband's friend Lucrezia.

Tinasha narrowed her eyes to distant thoughts as she fastened her sleeves.

"No one has been a witch since birth. No mother can possess such a powerful child. - That's why we don't get married."

The witch laughs small.

But Pamira couldn't grasp the meaning of it and became even more confused.

The end of the year is approaching.

The castle capital of Falsus also refrains from the New Year and is surrounded by an oddly rushed atmosphere. Within the castle that was no exception, and the civilians, who had finished compiling this year's materials, were being chased to prepare for the New Year's festival.

"What do you do that day?

A beautiful witch asks the master of the room as she brews tea in the office. He answered concisely as he looked through the paperwork at hand.

"Go to the temple in the east for a brief ritual and return to the city to greet you from the castle"

The temple to the east is outside the city, on the meadow about thirty minutes away running horses, and there is nothing else around. This temple, where several gods are worshipped, starting with Itea God, is used in wartime for victory prayers, etc., but not in other than New Year's rituals in the last few years.

The witch tilts her neck gently.

"Are you going to use the transfer team?

"No, it's a horse. It's also a show to the people."

"Wow..."

Tinasha raised her voice unexpectedly feeling the need to thoroughly guard her. I'm not afraid of attacks from the front, either by magic or by sword. Such an attack would be enough for him to have no problem alone, and there would be a guardian order.

But a man who tries to kill a king uses more peripheral and shady hands. When you think about the other day hiding in a demonic raid and being assassinated with a poison needle, you'll have to protect the water from leakage.

The witch conceived for a while, but rang her fingers gently.

"May I preempt the temple and the composition on the road"

"I don't mind. I mean, please. Sorry for the hassle."

"It's nothing like this."

When she smiled, she received a document from Oscar with an appointment for the ceremony. Quickly glance at it. I was wondering if I should take a copy, and that's when a call echoed in her ear that no other human could hear. The witch answers the Lord of that voice in surprise.

Litra, what is it?

Oscar raised his face. At the same time, her user-demon appears in front of Tinasha.

The user demon, who looks like a child but doesn't know his gender, uttered an emotionless voice toward his husband when he thanked him.

"Visitors have arrived at the tower"

"It'll be closed."

"It's closed, but the children are here."

"Huh!?

"There are five boys before the age of ten. From the conversation, it looks like the children of Castle Falsus."

"Huh?"

It takes about half a day for an adult to run a horse at all costs from the castle capital to the tower of the witch. There are a number of smaller villages and cities in between, but they are also within Farsas, quite far from the towers that stand within the former Turdar territory. It is easier than going east because the land is flat, but it is never close. Oscar and Tinasha looked at each other.

"Let's do it. At this hour, it is difficult for a child to return to the city before dark…"

The witch frowned beautifully when she put her arms together.

"What the hell are you doing here? If the king is the king, the people are reckless."

"Don't get confused and hate me."

Listening to her lover's complaint, Tinasha returned the paperwork to her desk.

"It could be some important business, so I'm just gonna take a look."

"Be careful. Come on."

The user demon disappears momentarily. After that, Tinasha moved to her own tower.

Legend has it that a blue tower built in the wilderness, which is not a country anywhere, will make a wish come true when you can climb it.

But it was also well known that there were demons and traps in it, and that most of the challengers challenged in the arms test did not return from the tower. Thanks to this, the challengers themselves have rarely appeared in the last hundred years or so.

In fact, disqualified challengers have been forced to transfer their memories of the tower all over the continent. For this reason, little information has been revealed about the tower, but very rarely have some disqualified persons been able to pass on storage manipulations and transfers. They are not arms trials, but people who come to visit the tower with strong wishes.

Some retrieve children caught by demons.

Some heal sick flesh parents.

They, unable to find any other means before them of wishing not to give way, visit the tower of witches ready to redeem themselves for their lives. - - Tinasha was doing that kind of human desire as much as she could, regardless of tower achievement.

With the mighty power of a witch, you can't save everything in the world, and you shouldn't do those things, she decides when you become a witch. But still, I want to help as many people as I'm prepared to rely on her.

In exchange for total silence, the witch fulfils her hopes.

And it's hidden further behind history, never on the surface.

"Open up, weak man."

"'Cause this won't open..."

As the four boys flew wild, one red-haired boy put his hand on the outer wall of the tower and replied as confused. There are doors and slippages in the walls, but I can't push them and I don't have a hand to pull them off.

But when you look at it, the four behind you give a mockery that you're scared. The red-haired boy looked back angrily.

"Then you guys do it."

"Why us?"

"Saiye's the one who needs you."

They don't try to move the spot by themselves with a disgusting face. Which one is the weak one, and the boy called Saiye looked up.

I know I should just give up and go home because it won't open. But the other four criticize it as Saiye's cowardice, and there was a feeling that he had left the house from midnight at the corner and rented a horse to get here but had no body.

He can put his strength into his hand trying to push it again. - But then, inadvertently, from behind, a young woman's voice clinched him.

"Here!"

"Hih."

Looking back, a beautiful woman, around twenty years old, stands in arms. Long pitch-black hair, white magnetic skin and dark eyes are shades seldom seen in Falsus.

The woman stares at the five with a grumpy face.

"What are you doing here?"

On that question, Saiye, who had accidentally fallen in love with the woman, returned to me.

"Where did you suddenly emerge from..."

"Isn't it good anywhere? What can I do for you, witch?"

"It's..."

The other four regained their hunch when they began to have conversations with the woman who suddenly appeared. I start talking about losing.

"Because Saiye says that in the north, instead of rain, ice falls"

"You're just lying. That's not true."

"So ask the witch."

Tinasha tilted her neck at the boys' words.

"Ice...... snow?

Saiye makes his eyes shine.

"Yes, that! Do you know your sister?

"I know that."

It is inland and certainly does not snow in warm falsas all year round. There are no high mountains around, so those who live in the castle capital will never have seen them. Some humans do not see the sea for the rest of their lives. Even if the presence of snow is not known to the child, it is not impossible.

Saier floated a delightful colour in Tinasha's words. I proudly breast when I turn to my friends.

"Look, I told you! I thought you said your fathers had something like that. Come on, trust me."

"You don't know if it's true because adults say it!

Tinasha felt intense fatigue in a mouth fight that seemed to glue. Take another deep sigh.

"I don't think so... is that why you're here"

"Yes."

I get a headache in the kids answering voices together. When the witch put her hands on her hips and breathed small, she scolded her pimples.

"Come to this place just for the kids! What would you do if a witch killed you! Mostly what if we meet demons and bandits on the way! You don't even know who you are!

All four of them in her voice shrug their necks. But only Saiye did not pull off.

"I know it's dangerous. But there are times when you can't give up! Even Your Majesty knew when he was a prince, he went on adventures everywhere and got stronger!

"You're the influence of that man after all!

- Not at all. I don't understand anything called the adventurousness of a man or a boy.

Besides, no amount of Oscars would come to the witch tower without a sword in these years.

With his head in his arms, Tinasha bent her torso and aligned her eyes with Sie's height.

"Okay? Your Majesty didn't go on an adventure and get stronger, either. I made it stronger because I tried so hard before that. It's not reckless what strength requires. First of all, judgment. I'll give you a lift today if you know what I mean, so go home."

To the preaching of the woman, Saiye silenced with a strange face.

I know the legitimacy of what has been said. Still didn't allow his pride to be laughed at. That's why I struggled to get here.

To the boy who brings the strength of his will to its eyes, Tinasha smiles bitterly and remembers her lover.

Tinasha always whispers to her lover that she is reckless, but in fact his judgment is correct in a way. - I mean, in that he cuts things through much better than his men.

I don't even know how he feels about not wanting to make a futile sacrifice, but if that's the case, I'd at least tell myself, the guardian, not to keep it a secret. I guess he likes adventure, too, after all.

Seeing Tinasha's troubled face, Saier hesitated for a while, but nodded reluctantly. I was having more trouble getting home than I was before. Her offer would have been appreciated if she had calmed down.

Tinasha grins and strokes Saier's head. But the boy swung it away at ease.

"Don't treat me like a child!

"I've been stroked a lot this year, too."

Gently shrugging his shoulders, Tinasha mouthed Saier's forehead instead of stroking his head. The boy flashed for a moment, but quickly turned bright red.

But she didn't care about it and ordered the other four to get the horses. The children, who watched Sie and her interactions in dismay, rushed to bring a horse that was connected to a tree.

When everyone and their horses were aligned, Tinasha opened the transfer gate on the spot with no chant. At her direction, the children enter the gates of fear.

The last remaining Saier looked back at Tinasha. Take a serious look at its beautiful appearance.

"Hit me... your sister's a witch?

"... come on?

Tinasha glanced lightly at him and he smiled badly at people.

When the witch inspected the temple and the road there from the next day, she had a meeting with Kum to stretch the composition over them all. Seeing her composition stretched out over the course of a whole day, the other magicians cease to believe. Doan and others even snuck ears at Carv.

"Master Tinasha was a spiritual magician..."

"Loss in common sense"

There are two main effects to her combined configuration.

One is that within that range, no configuration can be formed except by the magicians authorized in advance by the configuration. Of course, magic constructed outside is also rendered meaningless the moment it is brought within its bounds. It is difficult to strain the configuration, but it is the best defensive magic available in advance.

And another effect is to allow the operator to perceive all situations within the configurations. Surveillance magic, but never more extensively stretched.

Witches grinned bitterly at the admiring magicians.

"If you have a perceptual configuration, it's harder that day, though it's not that straining one way or another. But, well, if you try to locate a suspicious human being automatically, it really leaves a hole... it's best to be careful yourself."

On that day, all the events within the configurations were recognised by the witch, and indeed the load is unusual.

But Tinasha chose this magic for certainty. So much for the poison needle the other day. I can't forget the freezing thoughts of Oscar's blood when he finds out he's been stabbed by a poison needle and when he hastily reserves that body time. The man who sent such an assassin to the castle was also going to give him the reward he deserved as soon as he understood.

Oscar, who received reports about the configuration laid by Kum and Tinasha, looked at the witch worryingly after issuing the approval.

"You, are you okay with that kind of surveillance?

"It's not my first time, and I'm fine. Instead, you get a little lighter around yourself."

"Stay close to me. Sure, and two birds a stone."

"Okay."

Tinasha smiles and nods and falls back on the wall. The truth is, I thought I'd avoid a prominent place and even go above it, but what he said made sense.

Lazar comes in with the paperwork instead of the exited cum. As he processed those documents, Oscar remembered the other day.

"Speaking of which, what was the kid doing here at the tower?

"Uh, that's..."

Tinasha briefly explained the obvious. Oscar, who was listening as he worked, frowned when he finished listening.

"Are you suspicious of the existence of snow even when you are ten years old? We have to change the education system."

The witch laughed at the growing scale of the story.

Falsus is up to a certain age, and everyone can get an education if they wish. But it's also true that there are still uneducated children who are too busy helping out with their homes.

Tinasha laughs rather at Oscar, who begins to think about forcing him to do it.

"Isn't it a good attitude to doubt anything? I won't go ahead with all that.... Have you ever seen snow?

"It's a long way to go during Tayri's expedition."

Tayri is a northern country, even on the continent, with many high mountains. You can see the snow all year round near the top of the mountain.

The witch laughed bitterly and convinced herself she began to support her tea. Oscar looks at that little back.

"So, why don't you want to get married?

To the unintended question, Tinasha nearly took off the cup at risk. I breathe relief when I barely hold it back.

"What is it suddenly..."

"Because I want to hear it. Am I the cause?

The witch was frowning, but eventually looked back at the man as he took a big sigh.

"Remember when I said you had magic before?

"Oh."

"I think maybe your magic was sealed pretty strongly when you were a kid. So normal magicians don't realize that... but your magic is actually amazing. If I had trained properly as a magician, I would have become quite a magician."

Oscar flashed. I heard there was magic, but seals and such are the first ears. It's only recently that I learned that I have magic. I never thought about how much that was, etc.

Tinasha looks bitter as it wasn't much of a topic she wanted to talk about.

"It is said that the expression of magic does not come close to the bloodstream, but it also means that magicians are born from parents without magic, and if I give birth to your child, I will undoubtedly give birth to a fairly powerful magician first. A baby that is more powerful than a normal witch will never be possessed, and even if it were, it would still be stillborn, except if I were to have one. Perhaps if the child were a woman, she could be called a witch by birth."

That's why Tinasha kept saying she didn't want to be born.

That was a possibility for Oscar that he never even thought about. I couldn't help it because I didn't know my magic.

My own child to be born becomes a witch.

I was stuck with that fact, and I couldn't say anything right away.

Oscar looks into Tinasha's dark eyes and then drops his gaze into his palm. When I finally swallowed the surprise, I expressed my doubts.

"What happens if you're a man?

"I still think we'll inherit quite a bit of magic, because we have Acacia. You can't concentrate on magic as long as you have that one. Wasn't it the same reason you took over Acacia early?"

You mean my father knew about my magic?

"I've tried to put exploration into Kum, but he didn't seem to know about your magic. Or your mother or her surroundings may have unsealed the seal. Maybe I should have told you sooner, but I used to be in a situation where I couldn't pick a partner because of the curse, and I was hesitant to stick my neck in your situation that far..."

"Right..."

Oscar gave his thoughts to his late mother now.

Oscar has little recollection of her death from illness when he was five. If I were five years old, I'd have more memories, but I can't remember much. Not to mention there was no way I could tell if she was a magician or not. You might want to ask my father this once.

When Oscar sighed about himself and his past, it turned to witches as such. Look at your beautiful lover.

"Do you think it's unfortunate to be born with a mighty power?

"I don't think it's a good thing. And you're going to be royal."

"Even I have power, don't I? And you're a woman to be queen."

He invited. Tinasha, who walks over accordingly, sits on his lap. Oscar whispered as he gently hugged that body from behind.

"Don't deny the existence of power from the beginning. How many people do you think are being helped by your power?"

"I've killed a lot of people."

The witch lay her eyes down. Oscar strokes gently as his little head drips a little.

"I have one too. I chose to fight. - Tinasha, the power seems to be used. If you're the only child I can give birth to, it means you have the power to be raised. Just tell me one at a time and let me think. About power, about life. Don't take away the possibility from the start. Give me a chance to have a baby."

Tinasha answered nothing.

With unsweetenable thoughts, she closed her eyes.