Unnamed Memory

After pulling up from the training ground, Tinasha, who was diving alone in the bathroom sweating, muddled the water in her face as she stood in the water to the voice of the Spirit echoing directly in the forehead.

Overhead, Mira looks down at her as she floats in the universe.

"Dear Tinasha, can't you breathe?

"I don't know how to do it. Mira, you know what?

"The Demons don't swim, so I don't know."

"Ugh."

"Than that, assassin, I got you. Can I forward it here?

"I'm naked..."

As Tinasha went up to the washroom squeezing her summarized hair, she transferred her clothes. Wear water colored summer clothes from above your wet body. I wiggled my long hair with a cloth as I magically jumped the droplets.

"Fine. Please forward."

The magician man, who appeared in front of him at the same time, already had lacerations running all over his body. He crawls on the floor and looks around because he was suddenly transferred.

Tinasha looked at the man with a single eyebrow raised.

"Welcome. I'm sorry to be here, but I'd like to tell you more about it."

What the man with his face up saw was a beautiful and terrible smile on top of this.

After sending Neferi, Oscar, who was dressed and back in the office, grinned bitterly at Tinasha and Ars, who came.

Ars is holding a strange blurry man. Oscar asked Tinasha, who closed the door.

"How'd it go?

"I knew you were after Princess Neferi. He was an assassin from Yalda."

"Whose orders did you throw up?

"Looks like there was a relay. You're just hired."

Tinasha looked at the assassin's man as he leaned against the table and put his arms around him. The man sealed with magic is letting sweat seep through his forehead because of tension. Oscar looked at the man with his cheekstick looking troublesome.

"I'm in trouble if I'm just hired to break through the line."

"Didn't you know what was going on inside? You can't jump in from the outside without permission, but the point is, you can walk in."

"I see. Ars, let him throw up."

"Yes, sir."

A token to the king's order, Ars pulls the man away and leaves the room.

Tinasha's allegations are indicative of the presence of insiders in the castle. It is doubtful that insiders are exposing their faces and names to hired assassins, but still the thread may grab them.

Oscar leaves his body on his back when he unscratches his cheek wand and puts his feet together.

"That's a hassle. Speaking of Yalda's prime minister and his name, there's nothing I can do."

"Can't you?

"It's about another country. I'm going to teach Yalda everything I know."

Oscar looked up at the ceiling as he twirled the pen in his hand. Tinasha asks me if I would like some tea, so I say yes. Oscar smiled, feeling like it had been a long time since he had seen what she looked like preparing tea tools.

When she opens the door and asks the woman for hot water, Tinasha looks back.

"Oh, shouldn't you be engaged to her?

"That's why you're married! You're flying too far."

"Cold things to say...... isn't she originally a leading candidate?

- - She's right about the point.

Yarda, one of his eastern neighbors, has had friendly relations with the Falsas since the war a decade ago. Relations between the two countries would be stable for the time being if we could enter into marriage here.

But it's not just Yarda who wants to marry Falsus. After all, it is one of the best countries on the continent. The exception, besides Druza, who has split, would be precisely Cesar and Trudar or so.

Cesar has a long and tense relationship with Farsus and is unwilling to walk by, and Turdar is a heterogeneous magical power that leaves no country behind, so his marriage to Farsus is unthinkable. When Oscar saw the woman who would be the queen of that Trudar twenty days later, she had reached out her white hands and received hot water from the lady.

She's usually a woman who doesn't make you feel intimidated, but Oscar knows that she has a reasonable and ruthless personality as a queen. That's probably why I pointed out my marriage to Nepheli.

Tinasha carefully begins pouring hot water into the tea bowl. I don't know what you're thinking. The cool voice continued.

"If you get engaged, you'll be able to do some handouts along with your big father-in-law. She'll be relieved... I'm guessing that was the intent of coming here."

Oscar nods, but realizes there is. I smashed my tongue.

"Hey, maybe the assassin came because of that intent. If Neferi dies, there's no way I'm gonna talk to Yalda."

"Oh I see...... And by letting the princess die in the country, I'll hold Farsus accountable."

"Oh, my God. How long will it take?"

"Isn't it until we settle in Yalda's own country? I don't know how long it's gonna take."

Tinasha, who smokes tea leaves while loosening the tea bowl, is pouring serious eyes into the tea bowl. But I guess that's not serious about Yalda's problem, it's serious about making tea.

From her point of view, Yalda's problem is with the neighboring country. Farther than Oscar. You must have no opinion, no execution, no will to do so.

When she looked up, she smiled softly.

"I'll take care of it if I have business while I'm here. Make yourself at home."

"That's very kind of you. I feel like cleaning up while you're here."

"By the way, the analysis is in about two weeks. I'm asking for a magic device right now."

Oscar turned a blind eye to what was told plainly. The curse curse that restricted him for fifteen years suddenly becomes realistic.

It's like a lie. You should be glad to let go. But at the same time, it meant that I was disconnected from her.

Oscar looks up at the woman who offered her a cup of hot air to her desk.

"You won't fail?

"Don't say anything unpleasant!

Tinasha looked very disgusted by the words that came out of her mouth.

"Did you fail? You can't be a runner."

Gisis, who received the report, leaked her discouraged breath.

I wondered what Neferi would do when he got into Falsus, but now he's rather thinking about taking the situation backwards.

Even if she dies in Falsus, she won't be strangled soon enough. All the more so if you keep your connection to the assassin invisible.

The King and Savas have been aware from the outset that Gisis is suspicious, etc. But still, I can't do anything about it until now. - - Gisis thought abominably that they had only that degree of power.

Maybe the incompetence of the enemy is something to rejoice in. But they are royalty to their own country. If they had enough power, Gisis would be frustrated that she didn't even have to do this. Difficult loyalty and feelings for the country were there.

Nevertheless, we have to let him do something about Neferi.

She has known King Falsus since she was a child. If we were to enter into a marriage, we would be in trouble.

Unlike the former king of Pharsus, who assisted Yarda, the young king today is an inedible man. Zissis was secretly anxious that he would not embark on an attempt to annex Yarda in the name of marrying Nepheli.

- - We have to get Neferi to do something before that happens.

There was hesitation in deceiving the princess, but it was her fault that she abandoned her duties as a royal family and fled to another country.

When Gisis told herself so, she gave new instructions for her next move.

After Tinasha left the room, Oscar received a report from the returning Ars.

Apparently, the assassin in question, after arriving in Farsas, still went through the relay and was instructed on the route of entry into the castle. The eastern general gate, where there should normally be guards, said a small fire noise had broken out near that time, creating a flash of clearance.

"Insider? Guess who?

When Oscar cast his doubt, Ars answered instantly.

"You must be one of those who came first about the princess. The other day, the people in the castle were scrutinized."

The other day, a religious group made a leap, poisoning Tinasha and sending a woman into a treasure trove. All those who were executives had been executed, of those held captive by Oscar's instructions, and the faithful in general were returned to the city under surveillance.

All those who served in the castle at that time were also investigated once for not being related to the suspicious.

Oscar pressed his forehead with the back of the pen.

"How far should we go...... just watch out for Yalda's people. I'll give you directions when I have a policy."

"Yes, sir."

When Ars left, Oscar dropped his eyes on the paperwork feeling uninteresting. Reminds me of Tinasha earlier.

I was concerned that she thought she was a jealous woman but was oddly flat. Are you not having personal feelings because you are on the verge of being in power, or are you really not thinking anything about it?

Anyway, it's a completely different reaction than it was when Delilah. It's just that they were opponents then, so maybe things are different.

Somehow, Oscar rounded up the paperwork he didn't need and threw it at the razal that just came in.

Around that time, on the other hand, Tinasha, who is thought to be invisible to jealousy, was floating upside down in her own room. Contrary to normal, I look up to my husband as if the spirits sitting in the chairs were frightened.

"If it's hard enough, why don't you just kill me?

"I won't kill you!

What we are talking about is Princess Yalda, who has just been targeted for her life.

Tinasha stared abominably into her own hands. White fingers are all fitted with sealing accessories.

- I'm not in a position to speak out. So I just made the most plausible point.

Aside from that, she was so uncomfortable that Oscar was close to Nepheli beyond mere diplomacy.

I can say I don't like it any more frankly, but if I admit so, I'm going to be kind of stuck, and I'm trying not to dare be aware of it.

But still, magic rocks in response to her emotions. Tinasha struck her tongue several times as she tied the line to the window vitreous that made noise to the pressure. Close your eyes and rotate in the air.

That's when a man's voice sounded in the room.

"Uh, kill him, kill him. It's easier to fall."

"Travis!?

Tinasha hastily opens her eyes. At the table, Mira was pulling her body in amazement.

At some point one man sits in the chair opposite the Spirit.

Tinasha gave a mixed voice of tension to a man she knew.

What can I do for you...

Travis waves at Mira for a formal thank you.

Tinasha stepped down in front of him. The man is smiling slightly and badly at people.

"I'm a little free, so I'm chilling. Looks like you're having a lot of fun with your next enemy."

"I'm not the enemy..."

Plumping and lying down at her, Travis turned his eyes to see even funny toys. Spread your hands deliberately.

"The prince of Yalda is weak. I think the Chancellor would be better able to talk to you."

"Really?

"Oh, the Chancellor is a medium crook. When the prince found that he had no power to move the country on his own or to use people, he stripped his fangs as soon as possible. Small can be sacrificed for the greater good, and no means are chosen for a speedy settlement. Pretty clean guy, huh?

It is the praise of letting go, but it is the King of the Demons who speaks of it that I honestly cannot receive.

Tinasha looked bitter and leaned against the back of an empty chair.

"How do you know that?"

"I'm in Gandona now. I know about the neighborhood."

Gandna is an eastern power bordering Farsas Yarda.

It's not so surprising that Travis is there, but I'm uncomfortable with what he says as if he were a human being. Tinasha asked back suspiciously.

"What are you going to do with it? The neighbors will have nothing to do with it."

"It matters. I'm looking after the heir to the throne."

"Huh!?

"Well, look. Sooner or later, I'm gonna get my woman a country."

- - I have no idea what that means.

I don't know, but I barely understood that Travis was interfering with Gandona for a woman he liked. There can't be a precedent. It is a frustrating story.

"What do you do to get a country..."

"Come on? I haven't decided yet. Well, I'll keep my hands off your country. I owe you Leonora."

"Is that not offset by my debt?

"I owe you my life. I'll get it back sometime. Except that."

Tinasha felt unhappy and subtle like she was happy to the man who laughed confidently. Even if they tell you to keep your hands off me, there is a falsas between Gandna and Trudar. Either Farsus is more dangerous and I don't want you to get your hands on him.

but with that in my mouth, I couldn't say it was going to bring in the extra interest of a guy who loves what people don't like.

Is Travis discerning her worries or just laughing at her lips?

"What do you say, it's time you wanted to kill a woman?

"Not at all!

If she had fallen for the temptation, she must have become the strongest assassin. But naturally Tinasha refused on the tannic side.

Travis snorts boringly.

"Don't you think I could use more of that? You don't just have to do it back after you've been hit."

"Isn't it part of the power? I don't want to be dominated by the part."

"What's wrong with using what you have? You want that guy, don't you?

"You don't get people's hearts for killing anyone."

Tinasha returned it with no expression. Travis frowns at that last word. He opened his mouth when he said something, but ended up being self-derisive without saying anything. When I say "I'm leaving now," I disappear neglectfully.

To his unexpected confusion, Tinasha unexpectedly faces the Spirit.

"What was that..."

"Sa?

He's a man who can't grasp any sincerity.

But for a moment when I left, I felt that in his frustrated eyes there was loneliness I didn't know - Tinasha felt indescribable.

"It's not refreshing..."

"Did I say something?

"No, nothing."

Tinasha replied while producing an invisible sphere.

The man, who is relative to her at the training ground at Castle Farsas, is silently slashing down those coming his way. It's only been about seven times since I started this training, but Oscar was almost wearing magic vision.

At first he has suggested that his training should go hand in hand with the archery of Tinasha's sword, but she could not really concentrate on structuring herself in a meeting with Oscar. The result was that the two of them were to train each other in turn, but the progress was better with the Oscars starting later, no matter what.

Tinasha asks another thing as she increases the speed at which she produces the sphere.

"What do you do after all?

"I don't know what to do."

Other HR-like answers are returned. Tinasha bent her lips and released three balls to land simultaneously.

But Oscar gently chops them apart while pulling half a foot.

She smashed her tongue in a small way, not moving at all.

"Are you sure you want to do something or not?"

"I haven't decided. But well, it's a weird story to be aware of the best in other countries. I'll leave it to the flow."

"Why don't we just get married and merge?"

"Trouble."

It's a light answer - Tinasha frowns in shape.

Oscar continued with an invisible attack that became harsh.

"You don't know what happens after I die, even if you invade and make the country bigger. Then it's enough to maintain the status quo."

There is confidence behind that statement that if you are alive, you can manage even when the country grows bigger. To the appearance of a man with plenty of room, Tinasha felt her refreshing feelings turn into anger. Configure with eight hits.

The next moment, a giant net hit Oscar. He slips the blade to the essence of the composition with his eyes closed.

But when the composition that was supposed to have been mutilated quickly self-repaired, he pushed towards it. Oscar jumps backwards hugely, but the distance is stuffed in an instant.

The magic reached his whole body as it was. Oscar, entwined by an invisible net and unable to move, sees a woman face to face with half an eye.

"What is this..."

"Travis hit me the other day. Unless you smash multiple strongholds at the same time, you're going to repair yourself. The real thing reaches the bone, but it seems a little usable, so I tried to imitate it."

Oscar opened his mouth a few times to the form of words to say something, but ended up only returning "well."

When Tinasha unravels the composition, he returns sighing. I invited her as I made sure of the grip of my sword.

"Then it's your turn"

"Please"

Oscar was reluctant to make a mole on her, but once in the archery, he would relentlessly strike down.

Still, I know you're giving me a break, but I didn't hate to let her get hurt.

But she is grateful for that.

I don't expect to get something without pain. Besides, if you're in the midst of a battle exaltation, you do get some fulfillment.

Tinasha held her breath and gently kicked the ground and stepped in as she raised her sword.

The illusion was filled with clear consciousness.

That evening Gate, a magician with a princess, was thinking about the future while watching in front of Nefery's private room.

It was trifled from Oscar and Ars, but there are probably insiders among the humans from Yarda. Except for the magician, there are just three martial arts officers and two female officers, but I just thought every person could put their credibility down, and I don't know who's suspicious in trying to suspect them. I didn't tell Neferi about the insider, but she also tends to be stuck in the room wondering if she thinly guesses, and now she almost took one meal in the room as well.

- If the situation continues as it is, her spirit may come into play.

With that in mind, just with Nepheli's meal came the Yarda woman and two of the martial officers accompanying it. They stop in front of the room and thank the gate.

The gate and the woman knocked on the door and went inside after Neferi replied. The samurai of the escort stays in front of the door.

There was another woman inside, tying Nepheli's hair.

"How are you feeling? Dear Neferi."

She gave a weak grin at the gate inquiry.

I'm tired of living my days. It would be only a matter of time before they fall down as they are. Gate looked at the poor princess with impeccable thoughts.

"Why don't you come outside once in a while? I'm here to escort you, and I need you at the corner of Falsus."

"Right..."

Nepheli snorts, but if you just snort, it's already been a few times. I wonder if you're so anxious by then. The gate hurts my chest.

The meal was served in front of Nepheli after a lady officer in the room had a mild poisonous look. She sees it with eyes that don't seem appetizing. Gate said to Nefery, who would never start trying to get her hands on it, that it was easy.

"Enjoy just a little bit. You're going to get sick."

"I know."

That's what she said, she took a cup with tea in it. Gently put red lips on.

But when she was about to tilt the cup, there was a sudden blunt sound of something heavy falling. One of the female officers is falling to the floor as the gate looks back at the one who made the noise.

Focusless cloudy eyes. There was zero blood bubble from the mouth.

The time stops for everyone who sees it. The smell of death begins to inhale every sound and drift into the room.

Nepheli's screams echoed in the castle for a few abominable blank seconds, but as if to break the curse.

The woman was already desperate when people rushed in.

Tinasha, who joined the autopsy, waves for the first time toward Kum and Oscar, who came.

"It's not uncommon. It's a magic drug. The producer is an unknown person. Sorry it didn't help much."

"Enough. What were you in?

"It's soup. I hear you've been poisoned."

"Let them find out who made it"

Oscar tried to give instructions to the soldiers, but Tinasha waved and stopped.

"I don't think it's the creation phase. I drank the same thing."

Towards the king in his face, Ars supplemented.

"We have spoken of several other soups in question besides Dear Tinasha, but there are no anomalies. There were no magic pills out of the pot again. The meal was carried by Yalda's, another woman and a martial officer, but the martial officer is missing. The woman said she received a meal from the man."

"Suspicious as a joke."

Oscar laughed with his nose.

The deceased woman, Iris, and the unaccounted for martial officer, Enias, both of whom have served the princess for several years and have earned her trust. In the meantime, Oscar arranges a search for Enias in the castle.

Among the rest of Yarda's martial arts officers, a man named Lucanos joined the search, while another martial arts officer, Nino, and the remaining woman remained beside the princess, who had fallen down with hard work.

In front of the Oscars who moved to the nearby conference room, the gate that followed him bows his head deeply.

"I understand your inconvenience. Could you please help Master Neferi?"

"Of course, we'll be more vigilant, and the killer is going to look for us."

"Thank you. It's just not..."

Everyone perceived the end of the uttered word.

Gate wants more help from the Grand Yuan. That Oscar intervene in Yarda's inner rub.

- Does relying on kings of other countries mean that the king prince who is in the country doesn't rely on him?

Some of the people on the spot spilled hard thoughts, but they had other reasons. The gate opened its mouth hard to say.

"Master Neferi is more concerned about you than he was ten years ago. If you don't mind…"

Oscar blocked the way ahead with his hands. Tinasha is closing her eyes with no expression next door. He gave his inner face to what was shown in the darkness.

- Not very, but not for the price.

I don't hate about Neferi, but nevertheless welcoming her as queen, or sideroom, and intervening in Yarda was just a hassle and not a very interesting thing.

But that's also why I'm hesitant to stick with it clearly. Perhaps that's what the royal side of Yalda wanted from the beginning.

He said reluctantly, but in a flat tone that didn't sound like it.

"Okay. Do what you can."

The gate gave me a visible and relieved look. Keep your head down deeply.

Oscar asked a few questions as they were and let him down. The woman next door asks in a flat voice.

"Did you feel like putting your hands on it?

"I don't have a choice."

Then I'll give you a hand.

"... bad"

Oscar gently slapped Tinasha on the head as he turned forward.

It's kind of heavy.

He wasn't sure for himself where the cause was.

Returning to the office, Oscar and Lazar looked at the documents bearing the information gathered.

Enias, the missing martial officer, has served the royal palace for seven years and has been nephelic for five years. Both of the female officers are close, and it is the valve of the gate that I wonder if that is why they could have imitated like this one.

Meanwhile, of the two remaining martial officers, Lucanos has been on Neferi for four years and Nino for two years. These two are the same age of twenty-seven, against Enias, who is thirty-three.

Naria, the woman who brought the dishes, is a young woman the same age as Nepheli, who is inherently a pleasant woman. Now he remains tucked away in his room with the princess.

The deceased woman is also several years older than they are, and she has had a long relationship with the princess, and Neferi's heart aches are also severe for that matter, she said.

Oscar heard the last story and looked at the childhood tame in front of him, "I wonder what I would think if Lazar suddenly died".

Lazar, who does not know that such a noisy thing is contemplated, seeps bitterness into the face that remains of her youthfulness.

"I don't think people from any other country can dazzle you like that in the royal palace."

"You have a place everywhere if you just want to hide. It's huge. Didn't you check the castle until you took action?

Lazar, who was twisting his neck and thinking about it, whined as he accidentally looked far away.

"Sire, if that was Master Tinasha, wouldn't you have taken it on with an immediate answer?

"What?"

"That's why he wants your help..."

"He's not gonna ask me for help."

Oscar is so determined in his hypothetical story that he cuts it off.

Tinasha's reign was nineteen days away.

"The prime minister, Gisis, and the king, Prince Savas, were roughly what Tinasha said."

Three days after Neferi's woman was murdered, Enias has yet to be found missing. Renate, who went to investigate Yalda at Tinasha's life, summarised the report in his hands.

Lennart was originally near the side of Regis, but now he often receives Tinasha's life directly with the generosity of Regis. This is a report of both of us drinking tea in Tinasha's room in Farsas.

"After Savas gradually began to help with public affairs, he dismissed all of the proposed reforms put forward by the Prime Minister on the grounds that they were out of line with custom, he said. At the same time, you increased your registration from the aristocracy of your relatives and took up Gisis's right to speak? Kings tend to get sick soon afterwards."

"What about the aristocracy that you signed up for?

"Sounds like it's just the pattern. I spend money on all the extra decorations."

"Hmmm......"

Tinasha frowned with her cheek cane. The sigh is too heavy to zero rather. She asks toward Renate.

"This, if you help the royal side, wouldn't Yarda rather lean?

"Perhaps so. But the royal side may think the royal family is the country."

"Hmmm......"

I'm getting lost inside. But I'm talking about another country. This time only, she helps Oscar, not Yalda. There will be no need to pay attention to its definite or future impact.

She decided to think so and cut up her thoughts.

"Well, if Yalda leans, Travis is going to be happy. Except it's good."

Tinasha wraps up the paperwork and ends this story.

The two stories as they stood moved on to a meeting about her reign ceremony.

There were reports of Neferi's female officer being poisoned in Yalda's own country, but that doesn't change the situation in the country.

With his internal affairs confused by lack of strength and pressure from the nobility, Savas continued his barren flirting with Gisis in an attempt to take power away from himself.

- - You can't punish me without proof.

If we kick Gisis out again for no clear reason, the internal affairs part supported by Gisis himself and those who have deep confidence in him is likely to collapse, and Savas was unable to stop by forceful means.

I know that I am powerless.

It's just that he's still royal. Shouldn't we respect him more and help him?

Zissis was only trying to crush the ancient customs and nobles, not to support him at all.

Savas cursed the situation in which he was currently placed when he was dissatisfied.

Anyway, we just have to wait for Nefery to break the situation. With the help of Falsus, it doesn't matter, such as Gisis.

Savas, unable to step out on his own, only prayed that the flow would lead him to the better.

Meanwhile, Nepheli, who carried his brother's implicit expectations, was spending the aftermath of Illis trying to get half asleep.

No Enias has been found after a week and remains without progress.

Looking at the box containing the ashes of the woman officer who had been cremated, Nepheli, who had been in a disillusionment, left the room that night, hesitating by Oscar's immediate invitation. Supported by escort soldiers and Naria, he faces the hall where the ceiling grew vitriolic.

Deep blue rugs were drawn on the floor, with fruits and dishes arranged on top. The Lord of the Castle, who stood in the back, looks back, realizing that Neferi had arrived.

"How are you feeling?

"Sorry for the inconvenience..."

"I don't mind. I'm sorry I didn't make the search."

While sitting directly on the rug, Oscar also recommended the dishes to Neferi and his escorts.

Together they sit in a circle surrounding a plate. On the Farsas side, Ars and Kum, Doan and Silvia were present.

Sitting next to Oscar, Neferi feels relieved for the first time in a long time as she gradually smiles back at the recommended dishes and liquor.

I'm not sure why I'm in this situation. Still, as long as he was next door, I felt like I could handle it.

She just relaxes a little and enjoys her meal.

About thirty minutes after the start of the whispering banquet seat, a magician man and woman appeared at the entrance to the hall.

One is the next queen of Trudar, and the other is a magician who serves her.

The woman looked around together with her long dark hair raised her hand to the man in the back.

"Excuse me, I'm going back to the country for a while now"

"Okay. Urgent?"

"Not really."

Silvia smiles at Tinasha, who smiles bitterly.

"Dear Tinasha, would you like a drink?

"Drinking in Falsus pisses me off."

"Not at all.... Oh, sing me a song if it's not urgent. Because it's a corner."

"Is that a song"

Tinasha showed a bare gesture of being only a little lost with her temples on, but it looks like she eventually decided to respond to the man's request. Sitting between Sylvia and Doan, he transfers the little harp to hand. Once she rang to be sure of the sound of all the strings, she began to sing in a clear voice.

What you want is invisible.

Something you can't see is different.

Even if the light of day shines white upon the earth.

I can't know anything.

There's no sign of a woman left.

I can't stop singing.

Like a trail of past dreams.

Interrupted memories wander

Her often sounding voice had the power to penetrate deeply into her body from ear to ear.

With nature listens and closes his eyes. A distant past scenario surfaced in the lyrics.

The song that melts into the night air ends with a relaxing repetition.

But they couldn't get out of it right away, as if they'd been listening to a long story. Silence fills the hall with aftertaste.

Tinasha stood up and went back to Renate, who was waiting at the entrance, bowing her head gently and smiling.

"Excuse me, then."

"Oh, be careful and go home."

"Dear Neferi, please love yourself"

"Yes......"

Tinasha put together a chant of transfer there as she spread her hands. Open the gate while putting Renate in range.

When he dropped off the two magicians who were no longer there to undo him, Neferi took another deep sigh.

Caring for Nepheli, who didn't quite surf, Oscar invited him to come around outside the castle the next day, at the end of the banquet seat. A little south of the castle, in a small lake, hunting.

Neferi toured, but accepted the appointment because it was an invitation from him to the corner and because the security was tight and once in a while it would be better to stay away from the castle.

When Neferi woke up early the next morning, she still had much to offer but began to pick out what to wear. I got lost scattered, but in the end I make it a pure white dress he seems to like.

- It seems like a very long time to look forward to something like this.

Nefery, who borrowed his horse and went out to the castle gate, looked up at the man waiting there and smiled.

When he looks seriously at Nepheli, he orders something from the woman who was holding back. The woman immediately returned with a short veil of thin cloth.

"I might be able to burn it in the day. You should wear it."

"Oh, thank you......"

Nepheli wore a veil to keep her slightly blushed cheeks unnoticed.

I'm delighted with these unexpectedly meticulous care. It seemed to be taken care of and I felt warm.

The two use a transfer formation with about twenty soldiers of escort. The place we reached was a square in front of a small forest.

When you look at it, the middle of the forest stretches the road that leads to the back. The road is apparently branching out along the way.

"Not so lost, but don't leave the side. Through the woods, there's a lake."

Nefery nodded at Oscar's words. Proceed with caution about the horse after him. It had a gate and escort Lucanos, Nino, right behind it. Falsus soldiers consolidate before and after that. Inside there was also a mixture of chisels and magicians, and the vigilance against the raid seemed adequate.

Oscar single-handedly manipulates the horse, while calling Nepheli behind the diagonal.

"Sometimes you should get some air outside"

"Thank you"

She stared at the man and smiled.

This distance is happiness now. If I could get this distance to zero... I would even think about that.

The line slowly went down the path in the woods, reaching several divisions.

Then the sun unfortunately sets.

When I looked up, a white cloud was just covering the sun. The sky seems to be quite windy, with clouds flowing at a fast rate.

Oscar looked back and looked at Nepheli. I feel like I saw a strangely sharp light in the colored eyes of the sky, where the sun has just set, and Nepheli breathes. I opened my mouth to say something.

But at that time, the fog suddenly started pouring around.

The fog, which increased in density at an unlikely rate in nature, quickly took away her sight.

"Huh..."

She shouted in instinctive fear, but by the hand of a man stretched out of the fog, she was to be supported in that body.