Unnamed Memory

Tinasha stayed at the fort that day after interrupting the work for a moment when it took until midnight to stretch the configuration halfway. I don't care how much they call me the most powerful witch, I'm not willing to overconfidence my powers. I'm going to keep my bottom prep. If the other person is the same witch, it would still be enough.

Tinasha, who had also been putting up the rest of the composition the following morning, called Ars and Mereditna, who had come to the fort in the afternoon to finish the work. The transfer team that already connects the fort to Castle Farsas has been prepared in the course of last night. Those who could just use it were safely restricted to Pharsus humans.

"Take your favorite sword. Not as good as Acacia, but they're all famous swords."

Tinasha indicated to the fort's conference room that she would line up about twenty wields of the magical sword she had brought in from the tower. Meredith looks down at them with her mouth wide open.

"Uh, can I have it?

Of course.

"Magic Sword...... right"

"Because the Demons will probably be the ones to deal with it. I've chosen something excellent for killing demons."

Take a wave that Ars was at the top of his dread. The blade is blue if you pull it out slightly.

"Awesome."

He picked just the right sword for himself and Meredith when he took a few in turn with his eyes shining. The two men, carrying the sword they were given, turn their unhidden eyes to the witch.

"Thank you!

"I've been involved in this fight for a reason too... don't thank me"

Tinasha mocked herself and laughed, erasing the rest of her sword. Untie the dark hair that had been wrapped up., check the time.

"Well, hey, I'm going back to the castle."

"Are you going to go get His Majesty already?

"No, first to get permission from the lead..."

Tinasha laughed prankily, transferring from the spot.

The witch first moved to the office, but there was no one there. She leans her neck out into the hallway. When I looked to the right, Lazar was just about to come. Tinasha raises her hand gently.

"Um, Oscar, don't you know?

"I'm in lecture room three. We caught the enemy magician last night."

"Wow, what's that?"

The witch was stunned by the unexpected development, but thanked her and moved to the lecture room.

Besides Oscars, Carve and Renate were in that room, where the magicians usually receive lectures. And at the end of their gaze was a woman with green hair restrained in a chair.

As Tinasha rounds her eyes on a familiar face, Oscar looks back at the witch.

"Oh, you've come to the right place"

"What the hell is going on?"

"I caught you because you're here."

When viewed, the woman's wrist is fitted with a sealed decorative sector. Tinasha brought back unpleasant memories and sympathized only a little with the woman.

"It's just the right one, too. It's on. Saved me a lot of trouble going to get him."

"Really? I had trouble handling it. I didn't say anything, and I thought I'd throw it in the well."

"You won't be able to use the well in the future."

Tinasha stood in front of the woman as she returned it with a disgusting face. Stand back and peek into its face. The woman smiled invincibly when she saw the witch. I know it's a void, but Tinasha is impressed with that gut.

"What's your name?

"He says it's called Adelaia."

"That's a good name. - Then let me tell you more about the structure and the current situation in Adelaya, Yalda Castle."

"If we don't talk about anything, didn't you just hear?

"Let me talk to you"

Tinasha knelt her right palm upwards. There appears a vial filled with clear liquid. When the witch took the vial, she shook it gently to check the contents.

"Okay."

When the witch glanced at Adelaia, a laceration ran on its white arm. Red blood begins to seep as you look at it. Tinasha opened the vial and chanted its Shizuku small as it draped over Adelaia's wound. Shizuku rapidly swells from the wound to the body. Confirming that, Tinasha closed the wound.

Adelaia gives an arrogant face, even as she makes her expression attract to the tension.

"Magic pills don't work on me."

"Neither do I. There are exceptions. It's a confession made by Lucrezia, a closed forest witch."

Adelaiah paled to the word. She also knows the name of a witch who doesn't have anything on her right in magic medicine.

Oscar sees a vial that still has more than half its contents.

"Why do you have that?"

"I asked you to use it if you cheated on me."

…………

Renate is laughing behind a king silenced with a bitter face.

Carve muttered, "I hope so," as he was interested in Lucrezia's handmade magic medicine.

Tinasha took about thirty minutes from then to extract information about Yalda from Adelaya all the way. When you make a light policy in your mind while you arm yourself, you look up at Oscar.

"I'm going to Yarda for a bit now"

"Empty ears?

"Ouch. Ouch!

The witch went wild when her temples were tightened.

When Oscar lets go, he looks at her with cold eyes.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?

"I know. But Yalda was just before the Civil War. Killing Leonora doesn't always stop right away. No...... maybe it will start before then. Slightly, but slowly."

"You don't have to do that much. It's an extra hand."

"Let me do it. It's okay. I don't see Leonora over there. I'm just going to spin it around."

A mild silence can stand in.

Oscar felt a strange sense of visibility and remembered that was the time of the Warcraft crusade. Even then, anxiously, I ended up sending her out.

The man who is now king swallows his inner sigh.

"... I guess I'll be right back"

"I'll be back in about two hours, and then I'll pick you up. Can't you?

Dark eyes look up at him. Oscar stared into those eyes for a while, but stroked her head as she sighed.

"Come on."

The witch smiled softly when she heard it. I guess that look that drifts trust in a man is the fact that he trusts her and the front and back.

Tinasha sent a gaze behind Oscar as she assembled a configuration for long-range metastases.

"Come Renate, too. I've got a lot to do."

"Yes, sir."

When the two magicians disappear with the emergence of the configuration, the king looks back at Adelaiah.

She doesn't move her cloudy green eyes toward the floor while the medicine is being served. He twisted his neck a little but asked the woman.

"Why does Leonora hate Tinasha?

It's just curiosity to hear that.

Adelaia squeaks powerlessly after a moment of silence.

"To betray Gweed."

The words, Oscar rebelled in his mouth.

"I will secure the King's identity even this evening."

To Gisis's words, the three generals on his camp nodded.

The more civil war continues, the more exhausted the country will be. We have to settle this as soon as possible. The king's authority respects it as an authority, but it only needs to be a symbol - Gisis thought so.

Happy or unhappy, Savas doesn't have the ability to just move the country. Plus I can see you hanging out with suspicious women like Leonora. His succession to the throne now had to be avoided at all costs.

Just in time, Nepheli, who is needed to inherit the throne, is missing. Gisis was thinking of securing the king first, disabling Savas, and then slowly looking for her. If you can take real power, you can give it to Nepheli as a symbol.

Gisis looks around at the generals.

"His Highness Savas' private soldiers may move, but deal with that."

"Yes, sir."

"- No, I want you to wait a minute."

The voice of the man who was suddenly hung up did not belong to anyone on the spot. Everyone rises in a noise.

When I saw it, sometime at the entrance to the room, a man stood. The man, who seems to be a magician because of his outfit, is on the spot without being frightened.

There must be no such thing as an unknown man breaking into a secret gathering to overthrow the country. The three generals looked at each other - shortly afterwards, when they pulled out their swords, they rushed out towards the man. The man assembles the composition while gently chanting.

A sword shaken up tried to cut off a man. Exactly then, a metastasis gate opened in front of them. It loosens up greatly, swallowing and transferring the three generals.

Gisis raised her voice of motion at the sudden disappearance of her allies.

"Hey, what are you! What did you do!

"I just threw it appropriately far away. My queen wants it."

Renate kneels her hand forward. And accordingly, when the metastasis gate changed shape, it stretched its tip loosely and swallowed the jicis trying to escape.

Savas was walking down the hallway with less frustration.

I'm trying to summon the generals and magicians who are giving me about his side to give instructions to counter Gisis from earlier, and no one ever comes. If you give up and turn away from yourself, you won't find any human being.

- - Where are you going at this delicate time at all? After all, I can't trust anyone but Leonora, and it's useless.

When Savas reached the magician's lab, an ally, he opened the door abusively.

The person who was inside looks back.

"Go ahead."

Savas glanced at the person.

Not the lord of the room. A horribly beautiful woman with long dark hair and dark eyes stands there.

"Close the door," she smiled. Savas hastily follows it.

He turned to the woman, under barometric pressure and spitting.

"Who are you"

"My sister Princess asked me to come."

"Oh, you know where Neferi is!?

"I know. But I can't tell His Highness."

"I'm his brother!

"Until a while ago, I guess so."

In spicy words, Savas blushed. He tries to say excuses, but swallows them out of possession.

The woman put her legs together as she sat down on her desk. The white feet visible from the hem of the clothes are scary and clean. Dark eyes looked up at him obliquely.

"What do you want is a throne? Or a greater authority?

"The throne! A natural right! If only Gisis hadn't done something extra..."

"You think you could have made a better country?

"It's decided! I'm royal."

"Did you make an effort to do that?

She stared at Savas with cold eyes. To the words of a woman who knows nothing, his face distorts to anger. But before Savas could say anything, the woman's sharp voice continued.

"The country is not a tool to show the king's authority, is it? Both kings and kingdoms are institutions created by men to protect people. You don't deserve to move your country to people who don't understand that."

"I know!

"I hope so."

I watched him as if his pitch-black eyes could see through his heart. Savas wants to turn around because of his uncomfortable condition.

- It's a strange, powerful eye. Scary woman.

Savas didn't want to see her. I feel like something's going to change.

But women don't allow it. I come under pressure to look at myself with my chest up.

"Why don't you take a closer look around? It's your people who are trying to kill you, and it's your people who are trying to make you kill them. Who will protect you if you don't protect them? Your woman only sees them as pawns."

"Leonora's not bad!

"I didn't say it was bad. I'm just saying I'm not in the same position as you. She doesn't choose the means, does she? Who are you going to kill by entrusting people with what you decide and do?

To be sarcastic, to a linear question, Savas could not say anything back. It's true that you didn't decide anything for yourself, and that the battle over the throne is about to begin. And that the tragedy that begins there is also due to my weakness.

He clenched his fist at the nagging. A woman's, her emotions stare into unreadable eyes. If I saw it, I felt swallowed up by the abyss and distracted.

I can't fake myself. The vanity peels off. Something that should have cut him off once annoyed him with regret. Savas, staring into the woman's eyes, eventually shrugs powerlessly as she drops her shoulder.

"- But I can't stop anymore."

The break-up with Gisis is decisive, and besides, the army is about to move. Even if Savas doesn't raise that hand, they'll attack over there.

But the woman laughed bitterly when she heard it.

"There's nothing going on, but there's nothing you can't turn back. All you need to do is break a little pride. Can you do that?

The woman walked right down the desk to the front of Savas. Reach out white and touch his cheek.

Warm, soft hands.

The temperature makes him want to cry. Now the shadow of my late mother has risen.

"... in time?

"If you want it. Let me give you some time."

The woman smiles. That was a sweet voice.

The day I'm about to fall is making the sandstorm brilliant.

When Tinasha accompanied the Spirit with the final confirmation of the composition, he camouflaged the whole thing and covered it up so that it could not be sensed. A normal magician can't even see the composition first, but if his opponent is a witch, it's a subtle place.

Still, it would be a lot more than not doing it. Tinasha shrugged her shoulders to make the operation. Fly slowly into the sky and descend into the corridor.

There was her contractor waiting. Next door also stands the gate and Neona. Oscar put his hand on the witch's head and asked.

"What do you say?

"Not good. Because if you strain too strong a configuration, you might be avoided here. That's a compromise around here."

"Right."

The witch made a small stretch. I don't get drowsy when I'm distracted, but I get sleepy without interruption for a second. Maybe it's a recoil of being powerful with a luxurious body.

Oscar stroked her head around.

"What happened to Yarda?

"I've flown key figures in the civil conflict almost everywhere near the border. The magician has sealed his magic. And he won't be back any time soon. So that the army can't move either, I've been putting a detergent on the well in the quarters."

"You don't choose the means either..."

It's hard to say. But the witch flushed it.

"I have preached to the prince. Looks like it worked a little, so I'm going to buy some time. And the king seemed to keep serving magic pills, so I've been treating him. It's still going to take a while to fully heal, but you can get up now."

"Your Majesty!?

The gate I was hearing next door raised a surprise. Neona looks blue and holds her mouth.

"Was the medicine served...? Didn't notice."

"The first served may be Gisis at times, but isn't Leonora's subordination doing it now? I'm using something pretty faint so they don't notice, but I'm gradually taking away my health."

Hearing the witch's sober explanation, Neona roughed up her voice.

"If you knew that, why didn't you take His Majesty out! Wouldn't it be dangerous if the witch found out the treatment was loose!?

To the momentum of Neona who may try to grab it, but Tinasha doesn't move one eyebrow.

"I've told Savas to take care of himself. In the first place, in this emergency, if you find out the king has escaped the castle, it will sound later. The King himself used to do the same. You'll be able to stand it for about a day."

To the harsh Tinasha, Neona clogged the words.

- - She's right. If the witch had stepped in and only the king had fled the castle, it would have been the same if he had dawned on the castle.

Oscar looked down at Neona and said in a cold, audible voice.

"It's this guy who's been delaying Yarda's civil conflict. I'd have stabbed the nail first if I didn't want to take care of him that much."

"... sorry"

Neona blushed and lowered her head and walked away to escape. The gate follows. When we were alone in the corridor, Oscar took a small sigh.

"Oh man. That's why I told you not to do anything extra"

"This is about the end of the witch."

Tinasha floats in the universe, turning her arms around the man's neck and nostalgic. Oscar broke up with a witch sweetening like a cat.

You look like just an innocent woman when you're doing this, but you're never unconditionally kind to anyone. Rather, it's tough enough for royalty and such. That's probably because of her origins.

Oscar remembered what Adelaia had told him at that time.

"Is Gweed a person or place name?

"Wow, I miss it. What's the matter, sir?

To Tinasha with her eyes rounded, Oscar briefly explained what he had heard.

Tinasha goes down to the cobblestone when she hears it. He erased his expression and lay down his eyes with a clear light.

"I didn't think Leonora cared"

"You mean once we fought?

"No, that's more later.... Gweed was the king of Tayri."

Oscar frowned in surprise.

Tayri is famous in a nation that hates magicians. I wonder what kind of relationship the man who was the king had with the witch.

Tinasha smiled bitterly and shook her neck to the silent Oscar, not knowing if it was okay to ask.

"It's not a big deal. At least for me."

The two head inside and walk out side by side. Tinasha began to talk pompous as the soldiers of the different Yalda looked back at them.

"I'm talking about when I just became a witch. - - Looks like Gweed and Leonora were in a lover relationship at the time. Even so, it wasn't a sweet relationship, it looked like we were trying to use each other to manipulate each other. Leonora wanted to play Taylor, who hated magic, and Gweed wanted a real sense of subjugating the magician by ruling the witch in Gweed."

You're an idiot.

To Oscar's frank sentiments, the witch turned a troubled smile.

"So there I was... singing in Tairi, and Leonora noticed it and told Gweed about me."

"So I switched to you."

"Ugh. When I say that, I don't have a body or a lid, but as a matter of fact, yes. Gweed tried to sideroom me when he heard that I was a candidate for Queen of Trudar. At the time, Turdar had just perished, and the cause had been eliminated in various countries. By keeping me in the sideroom, he tried to mislead countries that Tayri had destroyed Trudar."

"What is it?"

I'm just kidding. I'm frustrated with Oscar's voice.

Even if you worked a crappy little job to increase the country's prestige, that's insistent and meaningless. He had no idea what he wanted to do with false, hardened pride.

The witch has an ironic grin on her beautiful face.

"I was thirteen years old for my appearance at the time. It's an annoying story. Of course I left Taaili as I was. Gweed said... he later died of suspicion."

"Is that why you resent me? Eight wins."

"I guess that's not all... it basically doesn't fit. I'm sure you don't like me."

"You just don't like it and you turn the demon around?

"That's the witch."

Did you forget? Even so, Tinasha tied it with a self-derisive voice.

Leonora woke up in a dark room.

I've been sleeping longer over the past few years. - It's starting to seem less interesting even when we're playing. If it's enough to do boring things, I'd rather be in my dreams.

Most of all, it doesn't mean that you're bound by something. There is as much time as there is. I have that much mental spare time.

It's just that maybe it's time to get tired of the world. To this world that can never be replaced.

But still, I didn't want to think I'd lived too long. I've lived because I want to. There is no regret there. - And I don't even want to go back.

As Leonora exhaled her breath in her lungs, she thought of another witch with ridicule. She's the youngest and least favorite of witches.

I was just a kid the first time I saw it. That she was the last queen of the doomed and magical powers, she stood among men with her hatred of men brilliant in both dark eyes. When I saw him, I thought he was stupid.

- - It's not what witches look at like that.

I became a corner witch. You can forget about hatred of people and enjoy it. There's nothing good about being dominated by hate. Leonora knew, yes, with her own hands.

It's just a whim to show Gweed her too. And he abandoned himself, too, angry but that was all.

Still, if you dare to choose when something breathes in Leonora, that might be when Gweed looks at her and says, "I like those eyes".

The words came into play later.

Those eyes.

Abyss full of hatred and vengeance.

The same emotions that Leonora finally threw away in boredom.

The still young witch had it, but what was different from Leonora was the purity, albeit in it.

- She attracts people with that presence.

It's not like me. What I was was ugly and distorted by the blackening emotions.

Unlike herself, who abandons hatred to attract people and wraps a smile, she rather captivates people by the glow of hatred.

She doesn't like it.

That still remains the same now that she has rid herself of hate from her eyes.

Leonora laughs with her nose at the girl she once was.

I don't need strong feelings for witches or anything. You just have to have fun.

So Leonora kills her for fun.

"Savas?"

Leonora stepped out into the hallway as she pulled on her thin green long coat.

What happened to the preparation of the army? It's rare that he doesn't come to say anything to himself. I wanted to know what the situation was, because it could be from anyone. She calls the name of one of her subordinates.

"Maria? You're not here?

Ordinarily, the subordination should show up soon. But I didn't see that today. Leonora is surprised and shakes her blunt head.

Hi. I'm not sure if it's because I'm sleeping all the time. Memories were vague back and forth, too, and I didn't know when the last time I saw the woman in the distribution.

"Laquez or Mizha? Adelaia? What the hell is going on?"

She sighed. Give up and go back to your room. "Unai," he called the man's name as he sat down on his sleeping table. The name belongs to the most trustworthy man who has served her since ancient times.

In response to the call, a man appears before her. He was a long man with light black skin, with a slightly repetitive long sword.

Her hair and eyes, which were originally brown, turned deep red when she once gave her strength. Leonora smiles as if Unai had appeared.

"May I call you, Master Leonora?"

"Doesn't make any difference?

"If I stay in Gandona by order. It's no different."

"Oh yeah......"

She smiled bitterly. I totally forgot about that. It's kind of hard on my mind. I felt anxiety precipitating without taking shape.

Unai draws water from the water in the room and offers it to her pale husband.

"Are you tired? You may lie down a little."

"I just woke up..."

Leonora smiled like trouble. Still, I lie down when I drink water sweet to Unai's words. Her body is weird and she seems to sink into her bedroom.

Unai, stay by your side until you sleep.

"Yes, sir."

Leonora closes her eyes in relief at the answer.

- Let's just sleep a little more this night. If that's how you wake up, do something more fun.

The witch fell into her sleep with a smile on her graceful lips.

When Leonora got to sleep, Fort Cados was also in the book of the night.

In the conference room, King Farsas and his vicinity, the generals of Yarda and the magicians make final confirmations. The king who partitioned the field looked back at his lover beside him.

"Tinasha, how much do you estimate your opponent to be?

"I don't think it's a big deal. Because I've cleared all the subordinates that were in Yarda today. I really wanted to do something about the one-armed Unai."

The witch contained a sip of tea. Put the sandstorm out the window into view.

"I would like to ask the magician to maintain the configuration of this area. Because I can't afford that when I'm dealing with Leonora. If you write with a tattoo, it will be scattered from the other side now... sorry I dropped it."

To her words, all the magicians in the room bow their heads and show their appreciation.

Oscar took the fort's plan.

"Martial officers and soldiers are fortifications, aren't they? Tinasha, can the demons over there manage with spirits?

"I said I would, so I'll take care of it."

"I guess Leonora specializes in the arms of summons?

"I do, but I'll put a jamming configuration around the fort... and this time I have a little collaborator. No one should respond to her summons in the upper demon tribe except those who have already entered into a contract. It's under pressure."

Hearing the words of a slightly toothless, but prank-like witch, Oscar came to mind for that reason.

Perhaps Travis is chewing. I guess he's putting pressure on the Demons. It seems that Leonora has turned to his enemies from before the battle to his extra existence.

"If I said I could still kill them all, I wouldn't know until I opened the lid. I'm sorry to bother you generals."

"I'll do my best."

"Tomorrow morning I will turn off the sandstorm. Even if they noticed and it took them a while to get ready... they'll probably be here by tomorrow. If you didn't come, I'll move."

"Pray to come"

Oscar closes flat.

Tensions seeped into each expression before fighting witches with little record in history.

But the face of Pharsus still thinks we can handle it, because it has their king and his princess witch on it. They know as well as they do the power of both of them. There was definite trust there.

That is how they returned to each room, believing that it was all over tomorrow night.

When Tinasha returned to her room, she confirmed to all the spirits waiting around the fort from the spot. When she broke into Yarda Castle and Leonora arrived earlier than planned, the spirits set up a watch and an interception.

Tinasha leaves the window when she hears from everyone that there is no problem. In the bedroom, Oscar was polishing Acacia with cloth. She sits beside it.

Oscar asked the woman next door as she dropped her gaze on Acacia.

"How was it once we fought?

"I won. I won...... maybe I could say pain sharing. My opponent was badly injured."

"What is it?"

"I fought two to two then. There was Unai over there... and I had a man who taught me the sword. The arms of the swords were almost mutually reinforcing, but Unai was out of the public."

"Outsiders?"

"It's like Leonora absorbed the Demons. So your physical abilities are a little strange."

Oscar set Acacia on candlestick flames. Confirm the shine of the blade and it will fit in the sheath.

"Am I supposed to deal with him?

"You will be."

This time the partition is Tinasha. Oscar nodded lightly.

"Don't worry. I'll win at my leisure."

"Regards"

The witch raised her voice and laughed.

- - I believe him. And she was confident in herself, too.

Called the strongest, I am the most battle-specific witch. Even now that Spirit Magic was harder to use, I wasn't willing to lose.

Oscar held the witch in his arms as he placed Acacia back in his sheath under his sleeping table. Capturing a delicate jaw mouths her lips and neck muscles.

Tinasha was taking it with her eyes closed, but noticed her mouth gradually going down, pushing the man's body away as she blushed.

No, sir.

"Why?"

"Please pass the time and the case."

"Okay."

Tinasha was relieved by the man's reply, but the next moment he was pushed down to the bedroom to round his eyes.

"I don't understand!

"I feel like it's been a long time since I've heard that from you."

"Listen to people!

My lips touch slowly from neck to chest. The man's big hand gently stroked up his white leg. Tinasha reaches out and picks his ear as he indulges in the sensation of his spine trembling hot.

"What will you do when you come?"

"I'll stop if I do. But if you stop now and die tomorrow, you'll have a lot to worry about."

"Eh, not even on edge..."

At all, this man makes bad jokes about you not even thinking about losing.

Oscar raised his face and smiled, whispering in the witch's ear.

"Night games if you know what I mean."

"... I'm dying to blow you away tomorrow..."

I'm not nervous at all.

Resisting also gets ridiculous.

Tinasha, weakened, but for some reason driven by the urge to laugh out, turned her white arms around the man's neck and hugged him to make sure of his body.

Tinasha, woken by Oscar the next morning, stood in the corridor with her sleeping eyes open.

In front of a bunch of anxious Yardas and a Pharsus person who is laughing bitterly recently finally knowing that she is not sleeping well, the witch gently reaches out her hand toward the sandstorm.

"Orders the degeneration of definitions. Order the disappearance of meaning. If the cage becomes a world within it, the boundaries will be reversed - accept my life as everything."

From the hands of a witch, a magical configuration spreads around like a spider's nest.

That configuration stretched as she looked away sucked her hand into the sandstorm, and disappeared, while the sandstorm stopped momentum all over again.

My vision clears up a little bit. The white desert reflected the light of day and glowed. Iosev and Neona gaze at the breathtaking view.

Tinasha had an extension when she covered her mouth with both hands.

"That's it... and. Is it an hour early for Leonora to arrive? If you're awake already, we're talking about."

"You don't realize you're asleep?

"Come on......"

In a drowsy reply, Oscar tightened her temples. Tears seep into the witch's eyes.

"Yes, it hurts... I wake up..."

"Stay awake first. Pamira, please."

"Yes, sir."

Pamira went back inside the fort trying to draw her husband, who was rubbing his eyes. Oscar waves gently at the Yalda formation who dropped it off with anxious eyes.

"That's okay. Sometimes everyone is seriously waiting here because it's not an hour. Take proper turns for me."

When Oscar says so, he goes back inside the fort himself. Kum and Ars began a brief sorting to the remaining personnel.

Neona drops off King Falsus' back, who disappears inside the fort, and realizes she wants to follow that figure. But soon, he wielded his clothes and dismissed his emotions.

That's not the case. It may be said that the survival of the country depends on this battle. When she pulls herself together, she decides to be ready again.

That's how Neona grabbed her fist gently and went back inside the fort to spend another hour.

Something cracked in my head. Leonora gives you a happy face.

Despite sleeping until now, there was no dust left, such as drowsiness. Calling his subordinate name with a sharp voice.

"Maria! Adelaya! Sink!"

Nobody shows up.

She hands down her memories.

Surely you ordered Adelaiya to go to Farsas...

"No way......"

I can't feel the signs of the men under my command. Savas isn't coming either.

That's how the sandstorm that had trapped the princess was solved.

I don't even have to think about who's doing what. There is no one else who can do that, no one who comes to the witch's teeth.

- That woman was moving.

Anger dyes the world. There was a clear sound and all the window vitreous in the room was shattered and scattered. A witch's voice smashes a clear splash.

"Unai!"

"Here..."

A man shows up and kneels before her. Leonora looked down arrogantly at it and ordered it.

"I'm going to kill that woman. I'll get ready. Help me."

"Yes, sir."

Leonora narrowed her eyes and smiled at her bloody red lips.

Now they may have taken the lead. But this is on schedule.

If it happened, when I did something fun, I decided from the beginning.