Unnamed Memory

The sandstorm blocks my sight and I can barely see ahead.

The man on the horse saw the sight of just even white sand blowing through the cloth protecting his face. Talk to a companion lining up a horse next door.

"This is insane...... always like this?

The man questioned shrugged his shoulders in an exaggerated gesture.

"I don't think so... Obviously abnormal."

"Oh, my God. You think we can get to Fort Cados?

"If you can't get it on, you decide to go down."

Despite the serious content, there is some appropriateness in the conversation between the two men. That's where the girl's voice broke in.

"I'll avoid the sandstorm."

At the same time, the sandstorm focuses on them. When his vision cleared, it was a desert where white sand spread. A girl's voice pushes two backs.

"Look, just move on!

"People are rough..."

To the girl in a hurry, Doan dropped her shoulder and retrieved her reins. Gajen laughs bitterly and follows.

It was five days before they entered Yalda as travellers.

The two men, who left Fort Minnedad, entered Yarda and moved straight along the border towards Gandona. He listened to Yalda's domestic situation and the missing princess as he stopped by several large cities on the road.

When they associate the information they obtain with the investigations they have carried out from multiple quarters, apparently King Yalda is now asleep and the Prime Minister, Gisis, is carrying out substantive affairs. But rumors are that Prince Savas and those who support him oppose it, and the interior is completely divided.

Meanwhile, the missing princess Nepheli said she was trying to arbitrate both without belonging to either.

"Both the prince and the prime minister are forming an army. I guess we're going to have a civil war."

Unlike the smudged gajen, Doan had a spicy grin.

"I don't mind if you just take it personally if it's a civil war. Why don't you just hang up on us for a second?"

"Can you do something about killing a witch?"

"If it doesn't, we'll just fight from the front."

Yalda has lost half of her territory in a decade-long defeat. Half of it was now Farsus territory ahead of Fort Minnedad.

Next time it becomes war, Yalda could perish from country to country - Gajen puts his thoughts to the end of the blurry neighborhood.

Behind the two men manipulating the horse is a red-haired girl about ten years old on the horse as well. She is actually not human with a cold expression on her beautiful face for her age. It is the serving spirit of the witch, the pet princess of King Falsus.

In the event of this departure, Farsas was to turn first only to the two of them so that Yarda could not understand the trend, but one of the spirits was attached to ensure their safety. The Spirit by the name of Mira, while "troublesome," has helped them so far.

That's how the three avoided the sandstorm at the junction, while heading towards Fort Cados in western Yarda. The magician who was attached to the missing princess obtained eyewitness testimony that she was heading in that direction.

From what I've seen of the map, if we don't even jam the sandstorms, it's time to get to the fort. As Doan raised his face as he labored a horse going through the hot sand, he found a huge building of stone creeping up far ahead of his sight.

"Are we there..."

Doan squeaks.

Looking back, Gajen smiled bitterly and Mira looked back at him in a boring way.

As the fort came close, Gajen looked worried by checking his sword.

"I guess it's okay to visit normally"

"You can say you're a shipwrecked traveler. Actually, I almost got wrecked. And if anything happens to it, Tinasha will collect it at the transfer gate."

"You don't bother the Queen. Then die clean."

…………

Is this girl really attached to our own safety? Gajen doubted it, but dared not think deeply.

The three of them lean horses against the gate. No one stands outside. Gajen raised his voice so that he could hear inside.

"Anyone!

The voice bounced against the high wall and disappeared, but I guess it reached inside. Soldiers run from across the gate. Doan and Gajen stared at it nervously.

The soldier who finds them speaks out in amazement.

"How did you get here!

"Huh?"

The two men looked at each other in a voice of pure surprise, not alarm or hostility.

The three were put through after a brief physical examination.

Gajen was wearing a sword, but was considered fine for the protection of travellers. It's just that Mira was in a great mood for being touched by humans, and the two men who go forward prayed that the firepowder wouldn't reach her.

In the room they were put through were Iosev and the Mage's gate that they were Yarda's generals, and Neona, a martial officer, waiting.

Iosev is a vigorous man in his mid-thirties and I see some old scars on his light black skin. The magician's gate was a person who was said to have been a princess's escort, a young man with sharp eyes.

Finally, Neona, a martial artist, is a rarely young woman in Yalda, knitting long blondes and wrapping them up. She would look adorable if she was laughing, but now she was staring at the three of them with harsh eyes.

When Iosev smiles good at people, he recommends the chair to the three of them. I opened my mouth when they sat down.

"No, you guys are in luck. Actually, there's been a sudden sandstorm for about a week now. We couldn't get out, and we were in trouble."

To the General's words, Gajen asks on his behalf.

"Do storms like this happen sometimes?

"No way. You might not believe me. This neighborhood was a plain until a week ago. That's gone desert in a week."

Gajen and Doan opened their mouths and flashed.

They are both in their twenties and have not participated in the war of ten years ago. I only knew about Yalda domestically in writing and on a simple map, so I didn't even think this place was originally a plain.

"That's why you may have thought it was helpful to be here, but now the fort is trapped, but it's an equal situation."

Iosev laughs mocking himself. Doan raised his hand for questioning.

"Can't a magician transfer?

Gate snorted at the question.

"This plain… now the desert, or the junction, is stretched out, making it impossible to transfer directly. Besides, this is not what we strained. I'm not allowed to. Someone put them up to lock us up."

Doan managed to make me want to hold his head.

I remembered the odd feeling when I went into the desert, but I didn't think there was such a tie. Looking behind me, Mira is putting her legs together in the face of other personnel. I guess this Spirit didn't tell you anyway, even if he knew. Only the Demons are who they are, and I don't care about anything but my husband.

But I can't even say it's better than a mission.

Doan switched heads. Start exploring carefully to identify the situation.

"You mean someone sealed this place up manually?

"I guess so."

Gate answered abominably. Doan goes further and asks.

"Actually, we're from Gandona... Is it true that the Princess of Yalda is missing?

Three of Yarda's faces changed color simultaneously.

The disappearance of Princess Nepheli has not been made public in Yalda. Against the people, the princess is still to be in the castle. The only people who know the truth are Gandona and those who got information from it.

The three had a tough look at each other, but Iosev shrugged his shoulders and sighed.

"Maybe he's missing. I've heard stories about not being in the castle. Hi. The castle has been crazy lately. I don't know what to do either.... Oh, that wasn't something I could tell you guys. Sorry."

- Much more raccoon than I thought.

Doan nodded as he made a strange face.

They should know the princess's whereabouts more than the gate is here. But Iosef tries to cover it up with some truth and intimacy.

Doan glanced at Gajen, who was beside him. He nods at Doan.

The purpose of the two is not just to investigate. Opening the cutting edge of negotiations, if possible, was the main thrust, and that authority had been conferred on Doan.

He corrects his posture.

Straight Iosev with those eyes, then he shot through the gate.

"Do you have any idea who locked you up here?

They don't answer. I'm just silent on the tannic side. It was observed that it was not that I did not know it, but that I knew it and did not want it in my mouth.

Look at them like Mira made a fool of herself. Doan stood up softly and stepped forward before the three of them. Tell them in as calm a voice as possible.

"If you know who he is, and if you want to defeat him, you can give him a hand, our king says."

Iosev raised his face. Surprised eyes stare at Doan.

"What the hell are you..."

"We came as the use of King Falsus, Oscar Laes Increatus Roz Falsus. - If you think this is a turning point in your country, please make your decision."

And Neona, who had leaned before, lifted up her adorable face unto the word.

What Iosef and Gate said was the following:

Neferi said he felt the intervention of a strange woman, the mistress of his brother Savas, in the shadow of division inside the royal palace. When the king originally lay down sick and Zissis, the prime minister, took power, Savas didn't really think of it, but he didn't have enough hegemony or power to confront the prime minister from the front.

But that's when one beautiful woman showed up and started advising Savas.

Her advice was accurate, and one by one more thing took sides with her brother, until finally she could compete with Gisis. Until then, Neferi was also worried and supporting her brother, but one time Savas said, "When I get my country back, the territory is next. I heard him say," Take back the land taken by Falsus, "and I was stunned by the change.

Even in the middle of an internal division, the country is rattled. If you try the Farsas in this country that you have gathered around the corner, you may lose the country itself.

Neferi desperately stopped her brother, but Savas tried to shut her down rather than make her look good. My brother, who was kind to my sister, was no longer anywhere.

Neferi said she would attend Gandona's celebration and left the castle to flee. Once I left the country, I thought I should go somewhere else where I was married and talk about the situation.

But just before I tried to plug it into the border, I had a chase for her. Neferi, who found out he was being ambushed, said a line changed course and fled to Fort Cados - that's how he was trapped there.

"They say that that witch is breathing ambition into His Highness Savas every time something happens. He said get the country back, get the land back, reach out to the world. It seems that there are also assassinated people out there in the Gisis faction, and it is only a matter of time before Gisis cites the army, who thought it was the work of His Highness Savas. As embarrassing as it is, civil war is inevitable."

Gajen and Doan nodded with a sinking face at the kind of voice that squeezed out Iosef's suffering.

The witch, whose hobby is to raise or destroy a country, is in the middle of that play right now. I guess there's no substitute for her fun whether Savas wins or loses. There must have been other countries in the past that have been so messed with by the rise and fall just because they don't appear on the table of history.

"So now Her Royal Highness..."

"That's... the mess we had on our way to the fort left me and the escorts. I still don't know where I'm going. This is the sandstorm we were looking for."

"Huh..."

The two serving Falsus were stunned.

The princess is really missing after all. This makes me suspicious whether we can break into Yarda's internal conflict, even with this fort on our side.

Doan patrolled to see what to do. Should I look for the princess, or should I abandon the fort and look for another thread? Cold about other countries, he often wonders which method is most efficient.

Neona, who kept her mouth shut all that time, opened.

"Even though Her Royal Highness is not here, this fort is trapped, which means the chaser must think His Royal Highness is here"

"You want me to use that?

"If there's a sandstorm, I'll look for His Highness, and until then, I'm not feeling well enough to lie down."

She's quite a spicy woman, Doan was impressed. And it wasn't a bad suggestion. He nods lightly.

"Then let's go."

Neona gave Doan's words a relieved look.

Asking about the circumstances, Doan breathed once again when he mounted a system of cooperation on the fort's side.

"Well, what about the metastasis seal?"

"On the desert road again..."

Gajen laughs bitterly. A girl's voice was called out to make fun of it.

"I don't like it. Trouble."

"I don't care what you say."

"You just have to go home directly. Master Tinasha, were you listening?

"I was listening."

I could hear, the voice of a beautiful woman suddenly echoed into the room. Doan and Gajen give a face to surprise. That was the same for the three Yardas who didn't know whose voice it was.

At the next moment, a distortion is created next to Mira. A beautiful woman with dark hair has moved into a space of nothing. She meets the three people in the front with her hair up.

"Let me share my perception with Mira. Excuse me for imitating like a wiretap."

"Are you..."

"Leave me alone. The king has been told the story, too. We'll be separating jobs in an hour or so, so let's pack up the story again then. - Doan, will Gajen go home once? Good luck."

The three of Yarda were taken aback by the woman who gave her instructions.

Hearing about being able to go home, Doan and Gajen stroke their chests down with relief. Mira wrapped herself around the witch's neck with a delightful face as she floated in the universe.

"Dear Tinasha, was that helpful?

"Thanks. Thanks, Mira."

"Call me anytime! Because it's more useful than Nil!

"Yes, sir."

Witches laugh bitterly. Mira waved to her husband and disappeared. Doan whines in a tired voice.

"I have a completely different attitude towards us..."

Tinasha, hearing it, raised her voice and laughed out.

An hour later, as promised, Oscar has moved to the fort with a witch and two subordinates.

Earlier three, Iosev, Gate and Neona greet them with their representatives. Oscar briefly said he would hear Iosev greet.

"First of all, I would like to say that I am not going to publicly tell you that Farsus intervened this time. That's what you're gonna do."

"Yes, sir."

"Apparently, there's another princess missing, but it's bad if we can protect her, but we can't guarantee it. The only thing this one does is get rid of a woman who's breathing sweet words into a prince."

"Enough"

Iosef answered instantly and bowed his head.

- I never thought I'd get the help of Falsus.

Even if that is cooperation to a very limited extent, I would like to welcome it enormously if it is to be a stone in breaking this situation.

There's just one thing I care about.

How can you help me now? He should also be able to destroy Yalda with his army after the chaos that ended the civil war.

When Iosef asked so far away, King Farsas returned with an invincible grin on his brilliant face.

"It was over there that I put my hands on it first. Besides... if they're witches, it's natural for me to leave."

Next door a brunette beauty is closing her eyes and smiling.

The three men, beginning with Iosev in his words, have finally learned that the man who is hunting them is one of only five witches in the world.

"Well, how to lure..."

Oscar put his finger on his chin and looked inside the room.

From the left, Neona, Gate, Iosev, and Ars, Kum, and Tinasha stand with thoughtful expressions. Looking around at all the faces, Fu and Oscar realized there was.

"Why wouldn't Leonora kill Princess Neferi?

With the power of a witch, it seems easier to destroy every fort than to maintain a sandstorm. Yet I wondered why I bothered.

It is the gate that answered it.

"In leaving the castle, Master Neferi has given up the ring from His Majesty. It is also the key to a temple that inherits the kingdom."

"So Savas can't reign without that ring?"

"There you go."

Oscar twisted his neck. What would Leonora do if she found out that was missing with the princess? I would have preferred to have decided that the princess was safe than to be an unpredictable development.

"Then can I just show it to the princess when this one intervenes? The army can't move more than the prime minister and I are staring at. We'll come ourselves."

"Oh, I'll waste it around there. Leonora is short tempered and easy to win."

Tinasha put herself on the shelf and said softly. Oscar taps the witch's head lightly.

"How long does it take to get ready?

"When you solve the sandstorm, you can intervene, so before you do that, put up a configuration of no subpoena configurations in the area... in all likelihood for a full two days. On the third day, we'll solve the sandstorm and have Leonora come."

"Okay."

"Because I'll borrow some people to work on it. I'll pick you up the second night. Until then, work."

Nodding at the witch's words, Oscar picked his lover's ear as he frowned.

"You, in the meantime, don't be arbitrary, okay?

"What are you talking about?

Tinasha turned a blind eye. Oscar strengthens his ear-pulling power.

"Shut up and I'll hang you upside down."

…………

When the witch closed her eyes reluctantly, she uttered her tongue at an invisible angle to the man.

Ars and Kum had a headache in his expression.

When Oscar returned, Tinasha left the fort to summon four spirits to draw their composition into the desert. Ars has been guided by Iosev to check the structure of the fort. On the walls, Kum was interacting with Tinasha, via the Spirit.

To get ready to go on and on, Neona gazes out of the fort corridor. At the end of our gaze we saw a sandstorm that was a symbol of despair that trapped us.

- It's like a storm, she thinks.

Not outside. Suddenly the Pharsus humans arrived.

Among them, in particular, the figure of King Falsus, full of confidence, was a strong attraction to her heart.

I've been listening to you for a long time. When he was a prince with the best sword arms in his brilliant appearance, the voice that valued him highly had arrived across the border.

But his charm is not such an outside thing.

Now I know. That strong soul glow. The king's eye that captures and obeys men. Makes me want to entrust myself to an unmistakable gaze.

I didn't think I'd ever see you. But I met him. Has Prince Savas tasted this thought, too, that he was captured by a witch?

It was just a glance, and I know it's ridiculous that we didn't even have a conversation.

Still, when Neona notices, she follows his memory and realizes herself staring at the sandstorm.

"Leonora... where are you?

"Right here."

The sun is still high outside. cloth was pulled on the window of the room even though it was dim inside.

The woman whose name was called wakes her body from the bedroom. Honey-colored hair spread over its back drawing loose curves. A man peeks inside through a thinly opened door.

"Were you asleep? I'm sorry."

"I don't mind. What's the matter with you?

The woman smiled. Relieved by that smile, the man walks into the room and sits on the sleeping table where she is.

"Looks like Gisis is gathering the generals in his hand. I may finally be willing to send my troops."

"Yes... but it's okay. Because you are the rightful heir to the throne. You can try him for treason."

"But I'm not the king. Without Neferi..."

"It's all right. I'll be on my way to the right place soon. Believe it, Savas."

The witch put her white hand on the man's cheek. - That smile is a smile that captivates a man.

When the man nodded as if he were in a dream, he left the room so that he could move the troops in his possession at any time according to her instructions.

Leonora laughs bitterly as the man's back disappears across the door.

Savas is weak. I can't decide anything on my own. Without her, this country would have belonged to Gisis.

But that's fine. Strong men and arrogant men are already punished. I don't like being flirted with. For her, she was the one who flirted with herself, and all humans were just cute pawns for fun.

Leonora makes a small stretch when she gets up from her bedroom. A voice of subordination reached that ear.

"Dear Leonora, all the demons that you gave to Lady Travis were killed."

"Yes, that's enough."

"It's Falsus, but the Blue Moon Witch seems to be vacating the castle"

"Hmm?

Sometimes it's unusual. You know we have enemies, but is something wrong?

Leonora couldn't believe Tinasha chose such a man.

It is intolerable for her to put a man in line with herself and sometimes at the top. Not to mention the swordsman of Acacia. Isn't it hilarious extreme to be beside a human who could kill himself?

That said, Tinasha is a royal little girl. It must have made it harder to live alone. Leonora remembers a once skinny girl, laughing with her nose.

- She's a petty woman. A witch who is not like herself. Attract people with a different light.

I think the light should be a little cloudy, too. I don't hate it. I just don't like it.

And if Tinasha dies, or if she loses her beloved lover, how amusing it would be.

My chest boils just imagining it. A new game.

Leonora gave two or three instructions to the woman under her command, laughing glossily.

When Oscar returned to the castle, he processed as far ahead as possible, not just for today.

The human being to be taken must be carefully chosen, beyond laying low the Falsus intervention. It seems that Tinasha is also going to give out all the spirits this time, but her opponent is also a witch. This one will need to be prepared accordingly.

The king's witch did not seem to want to involve the covenant in this matter, but it was Oscar himself who was targeted and wandered the abyss of death, wherever the original origin was. In the Farsas raid, there were victims, and to keep him from doing the same thing in the future, he was going to slap Leonora with his hands.

Oscar, who had finished his job and was headed to his room with a soldier from the escort, notices a beautiful brunette sitting at the end of her sight, in a hallway window. A soldier, left and right, bowed his head towards her.

"Tinasha, what's wrong?"

"I missed you... can't you?

"I don't mind, are you okay over there?

"Over there? I'm fine."

The woman chuckled and jumped off the edge of the window. Running over next to Oscar. When he stroked his head, he ordered the soldiers, left and right, to step back.

As she enters the room, she reaches out and hugs him to the Oscar. When he laughed bitterly, he lifted the body and carried it gently down to the bedroom. Hip down beside her as she looks up with a sweet, unobtrusive face.

Oscar grabbed that thin wrist as he looked into the woman's eyes. At the same time, the sound of a small metal called Cashan rings. She twisted her neck to see the cold feeling that touched her wrist, but Oscar's opposite hand captured that jaw and wouldn't allow it.

"I keep it for him, but it helped."

"... Oscar?

"Don't call me casual. I don't know who it is, but did you think I'd make a mistake with my own woman?

In the words the woman was wary of her failure. The man's eyes glance at her chilly.

"... eh"

The woman realized she couldn't concentrate her magic in an attempt to form a configuration to escape. Fixed to her face, she can't see it, but it's the same kind of sealing accessory as Acacia that's embedded in her wrist. Even Tinasha can't make up if she wears this.

Oscar looked down at the woman he had captured, with the force that seemed to allow him to shoot only with his gaze.

"It's unpleasant for now, so why don't you solve that simulation?"

The woman swallowed up the tension. If you say no, it's going to strangle you immediately. She concentrates her consciousness and moves forces that are not magic. With that, the dark hair turned to bright green hair and the dark eyes still turned to the same green.

Oscar frowns when he sees bright colors that are not in a normal human being.

"Are you the woman who was summoning the Demons? You said it might be half a demon."

The woman laughed just at her lips.

When Oscar laughs with his nose at the attitude, he slips his hand, which was grabbing his jaw, and hangs his hand on the woman's thin neck.

"Name it."

"... my name is Adelaya"

"What's the purpose?"

"By the life of my Lord."

"Leonora? You have a bad taste."

Adelaia smiled silently and showed at least with a grudge.

My whole body is cold off to a death hunch. It's not all because of the sealing. You can actually tell how strong this man is when he's close to you.

Oscar looked down at the pale woman's face for a while, but eventually laughed lightly.

"Are you cherished by Leonora?

Knowing what the word meant, Adelaia moved her mouth to gasp.

"Wow, the same goes for dust and mustard like me."

"Really? Well, either way."

Saying so unconstitutionally, Oscar applied force to the woman's strangling hand. Precisely hold down the carotid artery. Adelaia opened her eyes.

A few seconds later, Oscar went out into the hallway to call the magician, pulling the body of the unconscious woman.