Unnamed Memory

When he sounded the white sand and received the sword that had been struck in, Oscar bounced back and distance himself as he pushed it back.

I've cut it off a few times since earlier, but Unai, with his outward reflex nerves, falls back before he gets deep, and that wound instantly blocks. I had the feeling that I was winning better in the arms of the sword, but this makes no sense. Over time, you will be more disadvantaged to yourself, a person, for the amount of fatigue that accumulates. Oscar returns Acacia on hand.

I couldn't afford to look up at the sky, but I had a good idea that the witches were still fighting because they had received explosions and flashes from earlier.

"I'd like to clean it up before he does... now what?"

Oscar points Acacia's cut at Unai. One arm of a witch with red hair came severely cut in with a light kick in the sand. Oscar puts up a gap while receiving a slightly curved Unai sword as one and two.

When he played the fifth match, Oscar followed Unai's pulled hand and quickly ran Acacia. Cut into the opponent's right arm and shake it off faster than Unai tries to jump out.

Blood ran on the white sand.

Unai's right arm falls on it.

The man who lost one arm grabbed Acacia's blade as he stepped further into his neck with his left hand while creating a tannic surface. In the meantime it plays from where the right arm was cut off. Exactly. Oscar was flashed to see his right hand growing from the incision.

Oscar kicks Unai's arm and sword far away, falling on the sand, as he takes a step back as he pulls Akasia, trying to cut the left hand of the enemy grabbing the blade.

"Outsiders are what I used to say."

"Is that weak bullshit?

Unai saw his sword, which was out of reach, and the next time he dropped his eyes on the right hand of the sky, he narrowed his eyes much. The regenerated right hand deforms into a large sickle.

Oscar grinned sarcastically as he shrugged his shoulders instead of looking up to heaven.

Tinasha barely enjoyed her sigh as she rolled out the configuration one after the other.

From earlier on, Leonora has two superior demons. The demonic tribe of women, with the same appearance as the twins, was dazzling their long thin white hair and dancing through the universe, pursuing Tinasha.

Tinasha asks for a chance to fight back while preventing an uninterrupted downpouring attack. Her spirits are turning to the stomping and fortification defenses of other demons, and she can't ask for backup. I may have a hand and a spirit after time, but I couldn't wait for it.

Tinasha avoids countless arrow attacks from the Demon Clan to the left. I could almost see Leonora building a powerful configuration over the rain of light again.

Bright green eyes capture Tinasha. A smile that intoxicated people floated there.

At the same time a huge light destroying everything is launched towards Tinasha. Leonora's full-blown blow spread as she burned the air.

- I can't take this very much.

I thought so and tried to avoid Tinasha. But I notice behind my back and stay on the spot. There's a fort behind her. If we avoid it here, the fort will return ashes to many humans.

Beyond the light coming towards me, I felt Leonora smile at the synagogue. Tinasha chants her hands in front of each other.

"Disappear the meaning! My only thought is to transform the world! Get lost! - Get lost!

A defensive wall appears in Tinasha's present. She instilled as much magic as she could move there. White light dyes up the sky so blindingly.

At the next moment, Leonora's emitted light swallowed Tinasha every defensive wall.

"Hahaha! Poor thing!"

An exalted laugh of victory echoes in the desert. Leonora licked her dry red lips.

- No one can take that attack from the front. This happens because you have an attachment to people.

Her whole body trembling with joy, she holds with both arms.

I've never had this much fun before. Tinasha was the best opponent strong, beautiful, stupid and young. - And play is fun because you win.

Leonora clamored her throat.

"Come on...... you're that guy next. Tear them apart and dye the sand."

The demon clan, who refrains from doing so, bows its head to the will of acceptance. As she looked down under her eyes, she saw Unai and the man still fighting a little farther away. A red dragon is flying around the vicinity.

Even if Acacia is a sword of total magic deactivation, even the user is not. Leonora stretched her well-shaped fingers toward the man. Light a sniper configuration at your fingertips.

But at that time, the two demons on her left and right blew away without any foretaste.

Without a drop of blood, black dust runs into the wind.

Leonora raised her face in amazement. A brunette witch is floating in the sky.

Tinasha, whose right half burned red, opened her mouth with a cool voice as if she had not felt any pain though.

"Who did you say you were going to kill?

Her dark eyes, smiling only at her lips, are shaken by the hatred and killing that burns out the beholder.

A flame of emotion I've seen before. But far more sharpened than that, Leonora was pressured to death.

Tinasha invites but reaches out as she does.

"Let me make you regret being a witch."

The voice was sweet as the poison that kills people.

Tinasha narrowed her eyes tranced by the emotions that dominated her entire body.

At the end of your gaze is a foolish enemy. That only showed up as a lowlife in her eyes.

I want to kill him.

I can kill you.

That's the power.

Strength gets tighter in my body. The whole world is in tune with her intent to kill. Each of these deserts has gathered so much power in her hands that it can be erased.

Tinasha, who tried to instill that magic in her simple composition and make her appear, finds her lover's little figure in the corner of her sight, though. A void was created in consciousness, and she stopped her hand.

"... Oscar"

Small droplets become waves. Calm came back to fill the tide. When she turns off the configuration, she returns her strength.

- You mustn't do this. Everyone dies.

Haven't you been out of people's minds for a long time, lest you destroy people with hatred?

Now, exerting this power means that you make a mistake in your own choices that have chosen him. And you chose me. You make him king of fools, too - I couldn't do that.

Leonora looks suspiciously at Tinasha, who has erased the configuration.

"What's going on?

To that question, Tinasha answered without hesitation.

"I stopped hating you"

"Why? You're so powerful. So much......"

Even though it was beautiful, Leonora swallowed the word. Putting it in her mouth was unacceptable to her. She stares at her enemy, the brunette witch.

In the dark abyss, there was no more hatred, and no more pleasure. Instead there is a quiet light like a lake at night.

Light of the spirit that moves people. Tinasha took a deep breath as she covered her eyes with lids.

That's how I smile when I slowly open my eyes.

"Let's win at more leisure. Come. I'll play for you."

Leonora opened her eyes gently. Hatred burns in my green eyes.

Tinasha stared at the flames of her emotions with a bitter smile.

Oscar felt his greatest magic explode in the air since the battle began. The guardian kingdom trembles in the aftermath of magic.

Unai, who apparently sensed the same thing, raised one end of her lip and laughed.

"Looks like the Blue Moon Witch has been drunk. You're the only one left."

"Really?

Oscar stepped in listening back. Unai's sickle receives Acacia.

- Whatever you say, I'm not more worried than I was. We know Tinasha is not dead. The signs of guardianship that tame the body remain intact.

But still, it's possible that a witch who doesn't care about herself was injured. It also pisses me off that they're taking time out here.

"Well, what do we do..."

Oscar waves his sword whining in his mouth. A sharp and brilliant Acacia blade cut off Unai's sickle.

But soon it will play as it was.

"You feel like you're dealing with a squid."

It helps not to use magic just because the only thing that's out there is the making of your body, but if this were you, it would seem far more likely to deal with a powerful magician. - - Thinking that far, Oscar narrowed his eyes to strange signs.

Signs of familiarity.

The intent.

I can tell without words. It comes through.

When Oscar smiled badly at people, he lowered back and took a distance as he played Unai's sickle.

Tinasha briefly provided burn pain relief as she shed the magic of Leonora, who was mad at her anger. If my lover sees this, I have a headache thinking they must complain a lot again. She magically chops off a room of burnt hair.

"What's funny, little girl!

"Nothing."

You were seen laughing bitterly, and Leonora's intense magic beats you. Tinasha dropped it into a desert of desert desert with no one to change the angle. Explore dark eyes and check the ground.

I see Oscar in the distance.

Even though I wasn't next door, I could see that just finding him filled with wonder and relief. She uses her right hand to offset the blade of air.

You don't need a small attack to kill Leonora. I wish there was a deadly blow.

And that most effective blow...

My mind has decided.

Call it strong.

As Tinasha put up the defensive wall, she turned her back on Leonora and plunged to the ground. I hear Leonora's rage from behind.

"Have you noticed! Something to let you get away with!

Tinasha did not look back. White sand looms in front of her as she falls.

Tinasha flew parallel to the desert as she rolled up the sand as she changed her angle on the verge of clashing to the ground. I can see Leonora looming behind me. The trajectories of the two witches raised a splash in the wide desert.

"Sand..."

Tinasha chants small as she flies. The dust under his eyes rose and took the shape of a giant hand to block Leonora's path. The giant hand of sand tries to grab an uncalled witch.

"Hmm, something like this"

Leonora kept her speed, laughing with her nose blew it away. A splashy white sand fills her sight in the light of day. Leonora protruded her hand across the scattered sand as she emerged with a strong configuration on her right hand.

"Die!"

A delightful cry of hunters.

But the magic never struck out.

Leonora remembers the strange shock and looks down at her chest.

- - There was Acacia deeply stabbed there.

"Why?"

With a small grunt, the witch's body falls on the sand.

Oscar laughed as he pulled Acacia out of her body.

"These things die from the ones who have lost their cool."

Behind him, Unai, quietly pierced by Tinasha, lay down on the sand.

"You're gonna make it."

"Leonora, you're short-tempered."

Tinasha replied lightly to Oscar, who had Acacia in his sheath.

Tinasha, who rolled up the sand and flew away from sight, turned behind Oscar cleverly bypassing the chaser so that he could not be noticed. And just before, they form sandy hands intended to be crushed for maximum blindfolding.

While Oscar, replaced by an implicit understanding, relied on signs of magic to stab Leonora, Tinasha struck out Unai's body with the utmost force, keeping the momentum flown. Leonora, who did not realize that blood had gone up in her head and she had been forced to change opponents to fight, took a deadly blow to the sword of the sorcerer's slayer and ran out of breath.

Oscar looked at his witch's body and glanced at her face.

"What is that? Are you hurt again?"

"Kee, I can't hear you..."

"Quickly heal. It hurts more to watch."

"Ugh, wait a minute"

Tinasha takes over the enormous composition of the subpoena ban that was pulled in a strip, chanting small. And I rewrote the contents a little bit.

"Return"

The composition that was camouflaged rises on the sand. It converged to be sucked into the air as it slowly began to emit white light.

And with the convergence of its composition, all the demons that had been summoned by Leonora in one strip disappeared without a trace.

Ars, who was dealing with the demons in the corridor, drew his sword slightly to the disappearance of the demons who were fighting with the white glow.

Look around, but no enemies left. Behind me I was stunned by the configuration the magicians had taken up.

Near it, Mira, who was trumpeting the enemy's superior demon clan, laughs as she dulls. "Oh man," squealed Sen., who was fighting behind his back.

Ars looks down at his sword.

"I won...?

Meredith twisted her neck next door.

"... like"

When Kum, who returned to me as soon as possible, gave instructions to the magicians, they scattered to heal the injured. Among the rushing humans, Nefery just stares into the eastern sky.

- - Is this it?

I don't really feel anything. I couldn't do anything.

A small shadow of a dragon appears in the distance. Seeing that look, she could see the drizzle coming in at the same time as she relieved herself.

It's not over.

It's coming.

Because she is the only one who can return to the confused royal palace and support her father and brother.

The two returned to the fort were greeted with cheer.

Mira jumps to Tinasha, who caresses her chest down for not having a dead man out.

"Praise and praise, Tinasha."

"Thank you. Mira's a strong kid."

Mira narrowed her eyes gladly to the words of her husband, who stroked her head. The girl disappears with a grasp of that collar neck and peeled off Sen.

Oscar put his hand on Tinasha's head from behind.

"I'll handle it afterwards, so get dressed. You can sleep if you're sleepy."

"Yes."

The burnt skin has healed, but the clothes are intact and the Oscar jacket is woven from the top. I'm not in a state where I can wander around in public. Tinasha disappeared into the fort together as she labored Pamira, who was weeping for relief.

When Oscar drops it off, he turns back to Nefery, who is staring at himself.

"So, Princess Neferi, shall we briefly pack the arrangements on this one?"

The king's words were extremely natural.

Nefery laughs bitterly that he was still spotted. She bowed her head and walked out alongside the Oscars to pay tribute to the disrespect and this time, who had falsely identified herself.

Feeling the vanishing sky of the sandstorm, the calm air, Nepheli feels much more relaxed. I've always wondered, simple questions slipped out as words.

"Ten years ago...... how could Farsus have turned us down from our relationship?

Oscar seemed surprised for a moment, but immediately smiled bitterly.

"Sounds like I have some strong magic. She can't have kids with a normal woman. You can't kill a woman you've married for peace."

Neferi smiled at the words, slightly round her eyes.

Either that's a lie or it's true. It was strangely neat to hear the answer. He and his life will never walk together. Just touch it slightly here and divide it into their own paths again. - - Neferi knew that.

When she returned to the princess's face, she tightened her mouth thinking about what was to come.

Tinasha, who was gently bathing and bleeding and sweating back into the room and dressed for a magician's abbreviation, laughed small at the signs of familiarity. Soon a man's voice sounds in the room.

"You've been struggling a long time. Have you lost your arm?

"You were spying on me. I couldn't help but try new configurations. Still, it was much tougher when I had sex with you."

"Naturally."

A silver-haired man appeared in the room with a mocking voice. Tinasha presses her hand to keep Pamira alert.

Tarutravis, king of the devil clan, had a slight laugh in his arms. Tinasha looks at him as he dries his wet hair.

"Better than that, you'll keep your promise, won't you?

"I know. As long as your blood is handed down, I won't lay a hand on Falsus."

"It's not just my blood, I really want you to stay here forever..."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Thick."

"Well, yeah. This condition is sufficient."

Tinasha smiled as she confirmed her dry hair.

She took on Leonora's crusade because, of course, it meant retaliation, but more than that, this condition put forth by Travis was broken. It is not so easy to install, such as a promise to prevent his interference, which is a living disaster. Not to mention that if that were to continue after my death, I had no hands not to take it. It's a deal I don't know except Tinasha, but there will be things I'd rather not be known about.

Travis twisted his neck to the witch who wrapped his hair around him.

"What are you going to do now?

"I'll live and die with that man. You have to put your body back in time to have a baby."

"Right."

Travis waved as if he wasn't interested in hearing it for himself.

Noticing he was about to walk away, Tinasha calls out.

"Say hello to Aurelia. Say thank you."

"Okay."

It doesn't make you feel any sign of composition, and the man scratches out.

When the witch turned her back on where the man was, she laughed at Pamira.

"That's a paragraph."

Pamira, who was stunned by much, sighed when she saw her husband's pranky smile. Tinasha sends her gaze out the window, even as she feels the air being frightened.

- - One less witch.

There is no emotion in the matter itself. "Witches" are just symbols that have been put on to make women gain too much power to float from people. It doesn't have any authority or meaning, it's just empty.

Tinasha wasn't going to know what Leonora wanted to live and dumped.

So just keep that memory and put it down. Tinasha only knows the last fragments.

She knew it was called sentimentality.