Unnamed Memory

Suddenly appearing amidst the ruins, Tinasha turned to Oscar when she laid down her trembling shoulder with three large sighs.

"There was a magic attack on the junction I put up with you, so I went to Falsus to see how it was going. So I asked Ars, and he came to the entrance to the ruins, and he asked Kum, and he came here."

"The kingdom? Is that what you're putting up?

"It was strained all the time. I'm trying not to see it."

"Since when"

"From your reign ceremony."

Said and explored his memory, Oscar tilted his neck.

I do remember being bound. But then there was another memory.

"Didn't you solve it?

"I haven't solved it. It's just enhanced and camouflaged."

Tinasha tinkled her tongue out plainly.

Apparently, it was a lie that I said I would solve it. Indeed, even when Oscar was relative to the curse, a juncture the magicians did not remember defended him. Now that he knew who it was, he turned his eyes round.

Tinasha confirms it as a matter of course.

"It's my connection, so it's connected to me. Play magic and you'll see. Did you fight a magician?

The words remind him of earlier battles. I thought the wounded arm was safe just because it felt light. Oscar smiled bitterly and pointed at the woman.

"Almost fought you, young man."

"That... I knew I'd been recorded, too"

Oscar asked back with surprise Tinasha floating on the tannic side.

"It's a record. What the hell are those guys?"

"I mean, this is like a place to record and store people."

"What?"

To Oscar, who was rarely taken aback and opened his mouth, Tinasha showed by bending both ends of his lips.

"I don't know how it works, but anyway, here we are capturing humans and making that replication. Reproduction is usually just recorded as information, but when you sense an intruder, it materializes into its elimination. Four hundred years ago, I knew I was here looking for a missing person, but you almost got captured and made a replica. I tried to escape along the way, but it seemed to have been taken to the point where it could be materialized."

"You've been here before!

"I wouldn't be able to find you without you."

Tinasha swelled her cheeks. They still have something in their roots that they made fun of earlier.

Oscar slaps that head gently.

Then you're the one who blocked the entrance to the ruins.

"No. I destroyed all the entrances. It's not in that mountain. I don't know where it is either. Four hundred years ago, I came in through the entrance that was in Turdar."

"You have more than one entrance!

"Yes. So we transfer those who come inside, or we grab those who are nearby. - For this minute, there may be other entrances."

I can't stop talking about it. Oscar asks the key thing when he cools from surprise.

"What happens to those who get caught?

"I think he's in the replication room. You're safe because you're sleeping. I'll show you."

"Helpful"

The two walked out of a complicated passage.

Tinasha goes on without turning back, though troubled by the way.

Oscar was relieved by the unexpected help. I tried not to think about it, but I wasn't sure if I could really help them all.

He reached out and stroked the woman's hair going next door.

"So when the replication is over, the captured human will be released?

"It won't. You're asleep, so you'll be debilitated to death in time. When I came here 400 years ago, I was snoozed with piles of white bones."

That would certainly be an unhappy sight. Oscar was a little curious as to whether it was true this time.

But at the same time, I'm concerned about something else.

I'm not asleep.

"It's Acacia's fault, maybe. You must have been judged foreign because of that. It's like automatic control here."

Oscar dropped his eyes on his love sword in response to a lightly returned answer.

Indeed, only that room in which he was transferred was littered with objects on the floor. There was nothing in the other room. Was that a room for playing magic equipment?

To hear more, he looks up.

But then a new raider appeared in front of him. He's a tall magician man. Oscar lays down his sword.

But sooner than that - the man's body burst without doing anything.

The woman next door must have interfered. He is just taken aback by an attack without chant or hand gesture.

"You, don't do anything amazing."

"You have no idea, do you? It's just information, so it can be replicated."

"Who made something like this in the first place? I don't know why."

"I don't know either. But... the fact that Acacia was treated as a foreign object was created by the creator of Acacia."

"You mean out of town?

"At least it's not the work of humans or superior demons. Because magic law uses technology that can't be found."

- That's why we couldn't destroy this facility itself four hundred years ago, Tinasha continued.

Oscar spreads his thoughts as he nods at the woman's story.

If a facility was built by outsiders, it would be difficult to clarify its purpose. Or maybe it's just really "recording humans" for a purpose.

Record, collect, and accumulate.

Who is it to see it? The fantasy comes to mind of a child collecting colored vitreous spheres and no other love like the one arranged by a sunny window.

Kids are cruel to get. I don't care about other people's pain.

Oscar sighed one sigh, fed up with the imagination without a shadow.

The two turn the corner over and over again and proceed as they retreat from the raiders.

Eventually it hit the aisle and reached in front of the larger door. Tinasha looks back with her hands on the door.

"How many people have you caught?

"It's a small village... three hundred people in the castle."

"Much!

She armed herself when she let go of her hand from the door. I think about it for a while. I raise my face with a slightly more beautiful frown, and I look at the man.

"We'll open the transfer gates here, so wake up the people inside and let them in. The cocoon is cut and fine. I'll take care of the guardian."

"Are you all right?

"I'm fine. Just hurry up because it might not last long."

Tinasha smiled with her eyes down.

Oscar gets anxious when the appearance looks strange.

But what she said was meant to be respected. He pulls gently as he wraps his long dark hair around his fingers.

"Call me when it's dangerous. Don't get hurt."

"I remember the liver."

Answering with a bitter smile, she began chanting. Dark eyes prompt men.

Oscar nodded and pushed open the door.

There is a considerable amount of stone making space inside.

There were countless white translucent spheres in the room of mystical air that resembled the cathedral, each of them rooted on the floor enough to wrap the adult round.

As Oscar peeks into the closest sphere, there is a man inside who is lying down and closing his eyes. Next to it was a sphere containing only white bones.

I guess this is what Tinasha calls a cocoon. Oscar glanced at the sight of even remembering nausea.

A small hand slaps its back. Tinasha finished opening the portal.

"Fine, please"

She ran out before Oscar.

You reacted to that move, the deepest part of the room, in front of a wall with a staggering tattoo, a dozen guardians appear.

Tinasha stopped her leg. I haven't pulled out my sword. Cross your bare hands.

"Iron that my word defines and does not blade. A slice of denial. painless time."

The air changes.

More than twenty deep red blades of the three-moon shape appeared before her.

Taking a small breath, Tinasha orders the power that emerged.

"Reject."

The blade simultaneously turned to the guardians. They intercept it with no expression.

Tinasha screamed as she manipulated the blade she had unleashed.

"Cal! Sen!

"Yes, sir."

"Can I help you?"

In response to her husband's summons, two spirits transfer to both sides of her.

"Here again? I hate it here."

"Work without complaining, Cal"

They structured themselves in an elaborate way, even though they said so. A clear attack begins to pour like rain towards the guardian. The outfits and the gender are variable, they have been wiped out one after the other by the magic of the Tinashas, but they had emerged newer and newer later to make up for it.

Concerned about the back of the hall that is the battlefield, Oscar runs sewn between the cocoons.

When he found the cocoon of purpose, he made a cut in Acacia. The cocoon dissolves out of the cut, spreads loosely and loses its shape.

The king gently kicked the body of the man who remained asleep.

"Doan, get up!

A few seconds late and the groans leak. Oscar grabbed Doan's arm and woke up. I confirm that my eyes have been opened flashly, and I command you with a strong voice.

"A transfer gate is open at the entrance. Break the cocoon and evacuate the humans in it. If you wake up a castle person, use it!

Doan turned his eyes round. When I look around, I get up in a hurry.

I guess he didn't totally swallow things up, but when he replied, he first headed to help out a human being trapped near the entrance.

Oscar stays on the spot and begins to open the nearby cocoon.

The nearby cocoons were mostly Pharsus investigative teams. The king knocks them up and propagates orders. As he woke his men up one way as it was, Oscar ran out toward the cocoon in the back.

Cal, who was summoned, glanced at his husband when he saw that he had begun to sweat on his forehead.

They originally fight while sheltering the cocoons around them. Not to mention Tinasha keeps the metastasis gates.

From this place, where we do not know where it is, it is quite a force move to maintain the transfer gate towards the outside. Cal pushed himself behind the queen, who continued to chant for the attack as she exchanged it.

"Lady, call two or three more"

Tinasha was neat for a moment but nodded quickly.

"Itsu, Saiha, Mira, please"

A new Spirit appeared after being called by name. They look around and their husbands and tighten their expressions.

Tinasha gave her life to a mix of exhales.

"Don't hurt people...... let me have this place"

"Yes, sir."

Tinasha breathed just a little relief in the familiar voice of acknowledgement. But soon we start a new chant.

The Guardians who show up have already crossed the hundred. Besides, they attack without rest. Kill or not, the next moment a new shadow appears.

The Tinashas, who can't use much massive magic, have won far in strength, but were forced into a war of attrition and steadily gained fatigue. Neither can the Spirit call it any more and fight it well because of the size of the place and the limitations of the cocoon. I had no choice but to suffer in this state.

A Pharsus soldier runs from the rear of the Tinashas amidst intense rewards.

They seemed a little short of a moment to look at the spirits with distinguished and heterogeneous appearances, but when they returned to me with a smile of Tinasha looking back, they began to hastily open the nearby cocoon. Help the villagers who are starting to debilitate and send them to the entrance.

But at that time, just beside the villagers walking out with a curse, a guardian transferred.

The shadow of a man trying to wave a sword down a child's back - Tinasha, who sees it, reaches out and smashes his opponent. A soldier noticed rushed to shelter the child and pushed him to the entrance.

Tinasha relieves herself when she sees her child being held by a parent-like woman.

However, because she was unable to turn around and look back, she was relieved that she was about to fall. A man can support his arms stretched out into the air.

He peered into the dark eyes as he caused Tinasha's body.

"Dangerous"

"Oscar."

"Can you work a little harder?

No stray, strong words.

Tinasha smiles.

His, I liked the voice that encouraged him to fight. At the end of the day, you'll believe me. I like that thought.

So I want to respond to that. so that you can stand upright, even if you are alone.

The world is neither gentle nor cruel. Just be there.

Everything is special, natural, and all that can happen is what can happen.

I didn't want to give up because I knew about it.

When she nods, she corrects and relative her posture.

There's nothing I can't go over, telling myself.

By about fifteen minutes after the battle began, more than ninety percent of humans had escaped safely by a waking Pharsus investigation team. There are only two dozen others.

Tinasha, who watched the soldiers open cocoons scattered around the corner, but accidentally distorted his face in pain.

- Something's trying to compress and close the metastasis gate.

The pressure is still on Tinasha, the surgeon.

The unknown force is pressing her under considerable pressure. That attack to reject the concept of the metastasis gate itself from space was so overwhelming that it would be instantly crushed from flesh to flesh if it wasn't for her.

But even if she is, she may not hold it until she lets everyone go.

Oscar, waving Acacia beside him, first notices Tinasha, pale but sharply narrowed his eyes. He peered into the woman's face and wiped her forehead sweat with his fingers. Tinasha blinks in bitterness.

Seeing that look, Oscar thought for a moment.

Look forward.

The speed at which the Guardians emerge is deteriorating considerably, and the number of people is decreasing.

But that doesn't mean the enemy's power is diminishing. The pressure on Tinasha is increasing with each passing hour.

Oscar saw the engraved print on the wall glowing white, and decided to do so.

"Tinasha, lend me your vision"

She glanced at the offer, but nodded quickly. Touch a man's hand as he chants small.

Oscar took a deep breath.

The world you see changes.

It's not just the magic I was able to see myself. It rises to a finer line of force. Based on his vision, he saw a complex intertwining of overly elaborate thin lines on the back wall. Oscar looks at the yarn so strewn that the stone part is invisible, as if it were a building covered with trellises.

He held Tinasha's hand hard once with his left hand.

"Stay here."

Leaving a short, strong word, he went through among the spirits who were on the front line and stepped inside only the guardian. Play the sword protruding simultaneously, flashing Acacia.

Apparently, the magic unleashed on the interception was struck down by the Spirit on the way down and vanished before it hit him. A nark over his shoulder exhales the flames as he moves his neck, retreating his impending guardians from the side.

Oscar quickly reached in front of the wall as he truncated and slipped through the guardian blocking his way. Double-cutting the guardian who attacked him without looking behind him moves slightly to the right along the wall.

Where he stopped, on a wall so downward that it bordered the floor, a large crystal was hung. Within that transparent interior, a complex magical composition emerges and can be seen spinning.

Oscar thrust Acacia toward the sphere without hesitation.

The clear crushing noise shivers the space.

The crystal sphere splashed in pieces, and the fragments disappeared into dust.

Oscar holds his ear to the feeling that the barometric pressure changes.

- - The discomfort stopped immediately.

At the same time, at some point the figure of the Guardian has disappeared as illusory. The power that was stretched over the space itself was lost and broken.

When he looked back, Tinasha, free from pressure, was circling his eyes. She's adorable when she looks like a child when she's surprised. I laugh when I see it.

I felt Oscar's ear treading out breathlessly, but at that time I heard someone grumbling "you insider..."

But there's no one to look around.

I wonder if it's his fault, he waves the first time back to Tinasha. She greeted the man flashly.

"How did you..."

"How so. I would have needed it over there."

"There was, but there was plenty else, wasn't there? How did you know it was nuclear?

"Survey"

"… you are more out of standard"

Tinasha sighs with her eyes mixed with shuddering and exclamation.

Four hundred years ago, the ruins of the outside world, which could not be helped by the queen of witchkillings and her spirits, were thus unwittingly destroyed and silenced in the hands of the swordsman of Acacia.

Tinasha, the last to escape the ruins, reached for the entrance when she made sure there was no one in the cave aisle. Magic runs from the white palms and you can hear the ground in the far back of the aisle.

The collapse quickly chained and finally the entrance portion collapsed. Tinasha looks over at it, shrugging her shoulders and looking back.

"This is good. I'm sure it doesn't matter if there's more than a broken function, because I don't feel good."

"Oh. Thanks for the help, thank you"

His head was stroked by King Falsus, and she narrowed her eyes.

The Spirit has already disappeared after finishing his role. Just one person there. She was certainly an incarnate beauty, but to smile naively didn't look very much like she was the queen of a neighboring country.

The villagers are sent to their original village by backup coming from the castle. In the midst of those of the castle who rushed to a later end, Tinasha looked up at the man next door in bewilderment. Reminds me of all the troubles I've had since my reign.

- I patrolled what to say.

Oscar looks back into the dark eye when he notices her gaze.

"What's up?"

"No......"

"You can always reply."

It is spotted.

Tinasha dyed her cheeks red. Awkward looking down, he asks in a whispering voice.

"What did you like about me..."

"Weird place"

…………

The man laughed as he looked down at Tinasha, who was instantly answered and disappointed and weakened. Put your finger on the white jaw and turn upwards. I stared straight at him with my dark eyes bewildered.

The bottomless depths give the illusion of charming and trapping the beholder.

Oscar continued his words to stain her consciousness.

"... and the stronger and the weaker. The choice, the posture. Places like kids, you as king. I think your way of life is beautiful. I really like it."

Tinasha bent her lips in difficulty with her expression.

Zhu's face turned bright red.

"I'm not sure what you like."

"It's my freedom. Leave me alone."

With his jaw fixed on the man staring at her with pleasure, Tinasha looked up at the man again as he wandered his gaze left and right, but blinked slowly once.

"Um, in reply..."

"What?"

"Close!

Suddenly he looked at me and Tinasha pushed the man's body away with both hands. Then he shakes his head and escapes from the man's fingers as well.

When she was free, she took a step back and gently twisted the Oscar.

"Whatever you want, I'll get back to you now!

"Are you crazy?"

"It's annoying!

Tinasha corrected her posture when she took a deep breath.

The expression changes to something more sincere. Clear eyes shot through the man, like I saw somewhere someday.

"Thank you for your offer, I'd be happy to accept it if you don't mind."

If I put it out in my mouth, it became a word of no stray.

I can feel myself lying about what's been bothering me so much.

This answer was probably packed a long time ago. I just didn't see that.

She finally gets to the conclusion she wanted. Relief and desolation filled the whole body and rejoiced in fatigue.

Oscar takes her close to falling.

He did not hide his delightful face, nor embraced his thin body. Mouth on smooth cheeks.

Tinasha bowed in embarrassment.

"It's close."

"Get used to it."

With love in his concise answer, Oscar ascertains in his arms the woman who will be his bride.

It doesn't bother me at all that my surrounding men are flattered.

Choose this luxurious woman as your lifelong companion. I wish she was always smiling. Hope that loneliness will be reduced.

Take care of it above all, and walk with it.

He was convinced that no one more worthy of him would show up to share the raw.

Oscar pulled Tinasha's hand up in the universe saying he was leaving now that he had popped up. Tell the woman who tilts her neck what she wants.

"I'll officially send a messenger and a letter when I get back"

"That, are you publicly engaged?

"Naturally. I don't need an extra competitor."

Tinasha frowned at the flat man. Slightly lower the altitude and put your hand on the man's shoulder.

"You can afford something...... you thought they would never turn you down?

"No, you're unpredictable."

"Mm."

Tinasha inflates her cheeks.

I still don't get a feeling about it.

He was, in a way, a man who was very close and never stood next to him.

He stayed defenseless because he didn't think he was interested.

Now that I know that's not the case, I can't help but be oddly ashamed. The gaze and touch of hands that can be directed will calm her down. Will the day come when I will get used to these?

Tinasha thinks of Vale, who was treated to his own room in Trudar. It was a long wedding vale for her, given to her by her real parents.

After her reign four hundred years ago, she met her parents several times and spent time with them. The time I had to bury my childhood I didn't see was the opposite, but it made me feel like I could never bury it.

And she's ended up here now.

My chest ached when I remembered my parents who left me and the vale I didn't use.

She smiles with a little stiffness in her dark eyes. It was a glossy beauty.

Oscar reaches out to the woman's cheek and gently touches the remnants at all costs.

"Come back anytime."

"It's sweet of you to say."

Tinasha disappeared from the spot when she laughed openly.

Oscar laughs bitterly at her, who would in many ways be an unprecedented queen.

Even though it will be a year from now, there will be better preparations to keep it now. I have to formally go through the engagement process before I do.

Oscar turned back on his heels as he listed in his head the matters to be put on his hands. Step into the transfer gate to the castle with your men.

Memories that could be overlaid in that way seemed to be in unquestionable luck to him.