Unnamed Memory

The remnants of César were mostly crusaded by the Falsas army, and some of the main faction fled to their own country at the same time as Simila disappeared.

A brief story heard on the spot from the captured prisoners said that Cesar had long been ruled by Simila and the denominations that professed it. Especially now the king is of the Patriarch's word, neither traditional royalty nor heavy minister makes sense, and those who differ in the Patriarch's policy took their lives implicitly and became dead. At the same time, the Patriarch built an army of immortality in men gathered from all over the country, while some of the living men threw it into Simila's holes as a sacrifice, so to speak, to bring it to this battle in full.

Oscar looked disgusted by the gloomy insistence that only seemed like a bad joke.

"Should I have killed the Patriarch?

None of the men killed or taken prisoner on the battlefield looked like it. If you were in formation, you might have fled back to your own country, or you might not have originally participated.

But if Tinasha was destroying Simila, even if the Patriarch were alive, there would be nothing more we could do for the time being. Cesar, the country will be miserable, but that's out of Oscar's remit.

Oscar, who had left the army to return to the fort to meet a woman of merit while making reprocessing arrangements, would, however, be stunned by the unexpected.

"What do you mean?

The king's clear anger was directed at the atrophying carve. The magician explains how pale things are. - I mean, someone grabbed Tinasha, who was resting in the room.

Sylvia, who was on the spot, was attacked by a man, not so life-threatening but seriously injured. Carve, who asked her for more information while healing, reported it to Oscar.

The king puts his finger on his jaw as he smokes his blue eyes into intense emotions.

"Was he a silver-haired man?

The first thing he remembered was a man who said he was a top demon. That man could do this much harassment. But the answer was different.

"No, he didn't see his face very well, but he said he was wearing a black magician's robe"

Oscar, who chewed the answer, immediately remembered that it was there.

"No way... an example magician...!

Prior to Tinasha's reign, there was information that there was a magician man in the shadow of her poisoning and Delilah infiltration. And it was the denomination that worshipped Simila that sent Delilah in the first place.

- It all leads to one.

Or maybe from the beginning, Tinasha was the aim. The man in question wanted to keep her away from Falsus.

Oscar bit his teeth at the fact that he had consequently been put behind him. The spiritual girl who was listening in the same room gets furious.

"Cal! It's your fault! Why didn't you tell me about Tinasha?

"... bad"

Don't you have any words to say back, Cal drooled his head. Oscar retains Mira, who also tries to recruit her.

"It's me and him who's responsible. Can you follow me where I am?

"That's... I can't feel Master Tinasha's magic at all. Either it's closed by itself or it's sealed so strongly."

This is a situation where you can't find a hitter.

The frustration dominates Oscar's entire body. Feeling ill, he glanced at his face without even caring about his surrounding gaze.

"Contact Regis for now. There may be a demand from the other party."

When she was caught before, I could get it back right away. He came back into his arms.

So I wanted to think I could handle it again this time. No one can harm her.

But anxiety precipitates forever.

Remembering her transparent smile the last time she saw it, Oscar closed his eyes.

Regis was stunned to hear from Falsus.

It was only a few hours ago that the Queen left the country with the magicians and spirits she was cultivating. I didn't suspect her defeat or anything, no matter how many opponents. Not to mention that she disappears, etc.

Oscar just returns from the battlefield soon to visit. King Falsus looked at Regis and bowed his head and apologized.

"It's all my fault for this. I'm sorry."

"Keep your head up, please. Maybe he was alarmed, too."

She herself said that nearby preparation was the most important thing to fight the superior. And this time she fell into that trap. The enemy was better.

Regis goes through his thoughts bitterly.

"I might bring you some kind of deal... but it would be troublesome if you didn't"

It is somehow about a peculiar queen. Her own personality, or murder, may be the purpose. If so, it becomes difficult to grab the tail of the killer.

Oscar opened his mouth to Regis, who was about to step into a maze of thought.

"Falsus... I think I'll march into César's home country"

Regis opened his eyes to the words. Staring at Oscar with amazement.

It came from César. Fighting back is nothing strange.

But even the earlier invasion from Druza did not lead Oscar to a cross-border pursuit just to repel. Druza was taken over the king and then only destroyed himself. Falsus has gained nothing by that war. We did nothing more than defend ourselves, not even for the perfect opportunity.

That's why Regis thought Oscar wasn't interested in those things himself. The idea is that there is no need to invade another country if we maintain a sufficiently broad and abundant domestic environment.

Is there anything still in César that will even march this time?

Oscar laughs bitterly when he feels Regis's doubt.

"It is possible that Cesar's cult group knows something about the culprit this time around. We're going to tighten them up more than we have any other clue."

That being said, Oscar told the story of a magician who was in the dark with a cult group that had entered Falsus. Tinasha lay low on Regis for attempted assassination, so he sighed even more surprised.

"But is there any chance that he's finally running away from César? In that case, your country might be disadvantaged."

"Yes, sir."

If Oscar is not interested in the César invasion, if he marches on and fails to get Tinasha back, all he gets is a vigilant eye from another country.

Which, of course, is worse if you raise your soldiers first, and Cesar with a curse. But that is one of the leading countries, and Falsas, who is about to marry Trudar, can always say that the trend is noticeable. Regis was worried about that.

Oscar would appreciate his bitterness.

But even if I pushed it, I couldn't change it to Tinasha's pattern. I want to hit my hand as fast as I can.

Apparently he felt that determination, Regis bows his head with a strange face when he stands up.

"About that one... she's the queen of my country, but I'll leave it to your discretion. Originally for Trudar and me, she is lucky to have sprung up shaking. And that luck was originally directed solely at you. So there is no point in my country criticizing your country for anything that concerns that person. Thank you for your cooperation."

Oscar swallows a sigh.

Regis also knows how she came to this time. Not her own words, but I think it's "heavy" at all. Over the course of four hundred years, a woman of immense power and authority came to meet us. Some men will pull it off with this.

But Oscar understood the weight and thought her audacity and naivety were unattainable. I want to get that presence. I don't want to let go. Not to mention the fact that I was going to give it to someone who would use unfair means, I didn't have a hair.

"Thank you for your generosity. I'm sure she'll get it back."

Oscar quit Trudar to thank him.

I can't see ahead.

But if he is necessarily drawn to the future he wants, he will stand on the front with a strong faith.

"There seems to be almost no residual force. Looks like we could ravage it."

Oscar nodded as he returned to Inulade to report the red-haired girl.

The spirits whose husbands have gone missing have unusually offered to cooperate with a man who is their husbands fiancée. And they went first to the most suspicious castle capital of César.

Mira shrugged her shoulder with an unpleasant face when she finished reporting.

"But if you used the military, besides being important, can't you get away with it in the meantime?

"That's right."

I don't know how many enemies there are or what kind of people they are.

However, given the skill with which he grabbed Tinasha from the fort, it was clear that even if he were in Cesar, he would be able to escape as soon as he found out about the Falsus raid. If I do badly, I may even go to the mouth seal of those who know the circumstances.

"You want a sure means..."

To Oscar's whining, Cal and Mira, who were in the room, shut up.

The king looks around in turn at the two spirits and the subordinates of Pharsus. The last time I saw Doan, Oscar remembered that it was accidental.

"Yes...... I have his boundaries. Can't we go after him now?

The spirits circled their eyes. Mira narrows her eyes and looks at Oscar.

"Ugh, it's true. If you don't tell me, I won't notice this."

"Sure...... I wonder if it's connected to your daughter."

"Do you think I should?

Mira and Cal face each other in the inquiry. Cal wrapped his arms around him with a seemingly difficult face.

"You can't do it now. I can barely see a trace of magic. But if you go anywhere near your daughter, you might find out."

How can I be the key to detection?

The king thinks.

And everyone on the spot saw a swordswallowing light floating in his blue eyes.

Darkness tells nothing.

I read somewhere as a child that only living people mean people's deaths.

Is it salvation or penance that you seek there? Either way, that has nothing to do with the dead. They're nowhere else.

She thinks that people's thoughts are precious.

However, when I found out about it, I felt so... sad that people were not purely sad about people's deaths.

It was a room I didn't know when I woke up.

My head blurs. I'm not sure of my memory.

Tinasha leaned back and slowly stretched her arms up - finding something strange there.

I have a silver bracelet on my left hand. It's a thick, age-old bracelet.

I just wouldn't have thought Tinasha would be so weird if it had been put on normally. But her wrist wasn't put through the bracelet. A thin chain instead binds her bracelet and her wrist multiple times to keep it tight.

"What is this..."

I'll touch that bracelet with my right hand. A hard feeling conveyed my fingers.

Tinasha, lower your arms to one extension.

I'm kind of very weak. I wanted to sleep a little more, I thought.

Just before closing her eyes and falling asleep, a memory plunders her head.

……

Tinasha awakened at once with a cry that did not ring in her voice. Jump up on the sleeping table.

In a simple but large room, there is no one but her. Tinasha stood up holding down her aching head.

"Mira?"

Call the name of the Spirit and notice the anomaly.

There is no magic on words. I can't call the Spirit on this.

That wasn't all. It diffuses even when trying to surface magic, and it can't be configured at all. The experience of being perfectly sealed with magic so far has only been about twice in the past. That is, when Acacia touched me, and when I drank the water of a silent lake.

Tinasha looks stunnedly at the bracelet placed on her left hand.

- I was caught from the fort.

Will Sylvia be safe? I care about my friend who ate the attack and stopped moving.

Plus, where the hell is this place, Tinasha stopped by a window that leads to the terrace. From the room, which seems to be located upstairs, you can see the green garden. She leaned her neck and stared at the large garden, which she could not even say was well maintained in flattery.

The vitreous window shows me exactly who I am. What she is wearing remains a magic dress for combat. I had my own blood all over my clothes, but I started the dagger and all the magic was removed.

Tinasha returned about inside the room with her temples on, lifting the wooden chair she had placed there. Swinging his chair as he builds momentum and circles, he releases his hand toward the window.

The chair flashly smashed into the vitreous window.

But half-expected, I don't get one in the window. It just sounded like it hit something hard and the chair rolled on the floor. When I saw it, my leg had bent one.

"Hmmm...... that's a sturdy junction"

"I'm going to do something pretty abusive."

The voice of a shuddered man echoes into the room.

There was only one door in the room, a man standing at that door at some point. A young man with eyes of the same color in bright brown hair has a somewhat sarcastic look. But now he looked somewhat soft because of a gentle grin.

I don't recognize a man's face, but that voice sounds familiar. Same voice she heard right before she lost consciousness at the fort. Tinasha turns to the man with vigilance.

"What are you going to do? What can I do for you?

"Yes, you need something. I've always wanted to talk to you. I've been waiting for today."

The man is just laughing.

But behind his eyes, Tinasha did not miss an instant unusual light.

I can't use magic. No one can look for her.

In an isolated and helpless situation, Tinasha looked to the man, however, to correct her straight posture.

The man named himself Valt.

When he invites her to the table to exfoliate his enemies, Valt brews his own tea. Tinasha looked at it with a cheek wand on the table, even in bad behavior.

She drops her gaze on a cup served unexpectedly well handled. When he took the clear red tea, Tinasha laid her mouth flat. I thought if I were going to kill you, I wouldn't have done this.

A man sitting across the street smiles.

How's it taste?

"It's better if I brew it."

"That's too bad"

Valt raised his voice and laughed. Tinasha looks back at him with cold eyes, prompting him to go ahead.

"So? What's the story?

"I hope you're not in such a hurry. Is your body okay? I've been asleep for almost a whole day."

"If you hadn't done something extra, I'd have liked to sleep some more."

"I didn't think I'd take in Simila's appearance element. That's great. I had a hard time, so I was hoping you could keep it a little longer, but the results were good."

Tinasha stood up unexpectedly, understanding what the thoughtful man's words meant. Question Valt in a fierce tone.

"You made Simila appear!?

"Yes, I am."

"Do you know what you did? That's..."

"I know. But I don't know what to say, but I'm just a tool in that matter. I just did what I was told. It was only the people of this country who decided to sacrifice their lives."

Tinasha seeps her anger into a man who even tells her to calm down.

"That's an excuse not to be good"

"It's no excuse. I really do. Besides, if this country goes back to the cause of all this, there's a reason for you and... your man."

"What does that... mean?

Tinasha frowned beautifully. Watch the man with the ironic grin.

Two gaze bumped into each other in the air. If Tinasha hadn't sealed the magic, the aftermath of the magic might have splashed around. That's how harsh my eyes look at a man.

It was Valt who turned away first. The man shrugs his shoulders lightly in a playful motion.

"You should sit down. You'll be tired. Oh... I'll get you some clothes if you want to change."

Tinasha struck her tongue as she was shredded. I patrolled for a while, but ended up sitting back in the chair in silence.

"You can't wear this if you have it."

As she said, she showed her bracelet tied up with her left wrist raised. Indicates to the man that he cannot reach the sleeve.

"Why are you wearing this?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. You can't manipulate it without the Falsus royalty."

"Heh!?

"Sealed decorations of the same material as Acacia. It's a treasure that's long passed down to that country when it comes to sector. Well, it seems that the Pharsus of the day has forgotten its existence. My grandfather loaned it to me about forty years ago. - For your sake."

"... Huh?

In his last words, Tinasha couldn't stop her spine from waging into battle.

If the man's words were true, I wonder how long the hell this plan had been worked out. Are you sure they were after her long ago, not knowing if it would come to this age too?

Watching her slightly pale, Valt grinned bitterly.

"Well, shall we get down to business where you've been cautious? I... No, we want Elteria. You know that, right? Red and blue, a magic ball that can go back in time. I want you to have both of them ready."

Both dark eyes freeze.

That's when she first learned what the destiny stage revolves around.

Tinasha's lips whispered.

"Why did you..."

"You know what? Or what do you mean, use it for? I know you well enough if you only know. More than you."

Valt laughed as he raised both ends of his lips. But I can't read any emotions there.

When the man sipped his own tea, he continued his words.

"One goes to Turdar. The other one goes to Falsus. You're the best person to get it. The truth is, I tried to get Delilah to bring me Farsus' share."

The man laughs that you were no match for him.

Every time he laughed, Tinasha held back her temples feeling like the air she breathed.

"What do you collect them for?

"I can't tell you that yet. If you'll cooperate, and I'll tell you when I get both."

"You think I'll cooperate?

"I'd love it if you did"

- I'm going to get dizzy.

Tinasha closed her eyes.

I don't know what Valt is trying to use the ball for. I just felt like I shouldn't give that to him. I don't know how that sphere will rewrite the world. When someone tries to interfere with the course of time with malice, that magic tool will mean a great deal.

That's all I had to avoid. Even if I'm harmed by it.

Tinasha squeezed her strength and opened her eyes. Shoot Valt through the front.

Take a deep breath and she rearranged her spirit. Erase emotions from your face.

But when Tinasha tried to put the word of rejection up her mouth, a noisy voice rang from the hallway outside the room.

"Valt! You must be here!

To the roaring voice of a crude man, Valt glances at him. But before he could do anything, the door to the room opened rampantly.

"Simila's been wiped out! What are you gonna do!

I said, "I'm not gonna take care of that."

The man in the luxurious robe turned bright red in his face. Trying to make me curse - I notice a woman sitting on my back. As the man circled beside the table, he checked her face.

"You... you're not the Queen of Trudar! Valt, you were in touch with this guy!!

"It's my first meeting. Rude."

Tinasha gave it back to the sudden intruder in disdain. I flicker my left wrist with my bracelet on it. When the man saw it, he was delighted to see if he understood the situation after a few seconds.

"You did it, Valt! Now we still have a winner..."

Saying so, the man reached out to Tinasha unconstitutionally. Grab the white left arm and let it stand out of the chair. The man whispered in his ear as he restrained her from carrying her body to turn away.

"You look really beautiful up close. King Falsus has been contacted."

"You're disgusting. Let me go."

"Hmm. You're very mindful. Otherwise, will the queen not serve? Well, fine. I'll threaten you with the hostages, Falsus."

Tinasha struck her tongue as she felt the breath of a man nodding his tongue at her ambition up close.

Probably a César associate. If you believe Valt's words, you're the one who "decided to sacrifice the people of this country". In the meantime, trying to kick her in the tibia, she pulls her leg.

But sooner than that, Valt's chilling voice sounded.

"I wonder if you'd let me go. She's an important guest."

"A guest? Isn't it this woman's fault that Simila was turned off?

"But I'm done with you."

Valt gently raised his right hand. You felt signs that the configuration would be put together. A man shields Tinasha. Treated with objects, she distorted her lips in disgust in the man's arms.

"Hey......"

"- Let go of me. It's my woman."

To the unlikely voice, the three solidify momentarily. But Valt, sitting facing the door, immediately changed his complexion. When the configuration is reassembled, it instantly transfers away from the spot and disappears.

The man who was left looked back in horror as he captured Tinasha. Capture the man whose gaze stands by the door.

There stood King Falsus, who carried Acacia with him in order to provoke his intention to kill.

Mira and Cal stand on Oscar's left and right, and Doan and Ars stand behind him.

Tinasha rounded her dark eyes.

"Oscar!"

"Wait a minute."

The man who turned and fell into distress was pale. Look down at the woman in your arms. In a different way than I had hoped, she became the lifeline.

As the man pulled through the dagger that was sitting on his hips, he shoved it down her throat.

"Come closer and this woman will die."

"Hmm. Do I have to stay away from you?

At the same time as that word, the dagger smashed and scattered.

The man is stunned by what would have happened if one of the spirits had interfered. The arm that binds Tinasha loose.

She drops her hips softly. A luxurious body slipped through a man's arms.

And at the same time, an Oscar stepped in with one foot punches the man in the face intensely with his left hand.

Tinasha tilted her neck as she looked back at the man blown away in the rear, sitting on the floor.

"Are you a better person to keep you alive?

"If I kill you in this position, you'll be bloodstained."

Oscar let Tinasha stand when he put away Acacia. Hold the thin beard tightly so as to be sure.

That's how he cheeks on his glossy dark hair, and he...

"You really can't keep your eyes open."

whispered.

Ars and Doan searched the mansion, but found nothing eye-catching. I just found out from the way the rooms and belongings looked that this mansion was inhabited mainly by two men and a young woman.

While they were on search duty, Oscar briefly interrogated the man he had beaten earlier while putting Tinasha on his lap. The result is that the man is the patriarch of a denomination that worships Simila and a man who can be said to be the mastermind of this war.

Oscar looked at the man with his eyes that did not hide his disdain.

"Do you want to take me to Falsus? Let's hear more later."

"Mira, please"

Copy that.

To his master's life, the Spirit and the man disappeared from the spot.

Tinasha looks up at the man holding himself up when he breathes deeply.

"Um, I'd like you to put it down..."

"I don't like it."

…………

Angry or not, his left arm remains holding her all the time. It may be quite enjoyable that she was inadvertently abducted.

Tinasha blushes slightly but is sorry. I raised my left hand to show it.

"Then take this off"

"What is it? I thought you liked it. I thought you wanted something new."

"It's a sealing accessory for your country!

Oscar turned suspicious. Tinasha explains what she heard from Valt.

As soon as the king heard the story slipped his finger surprised into the bracelet, the bracelet opened with the sound of Cashan. As he pulls the bracelet out of the chain, Oscar puts it over his eyes.

"Hmm? Is this what was stolen 40 years ago?"

"Apparently."

Tinasha answers as she unties the chain. Red marks appeared on the white skin because it was tightly tied.

"Is this bracelet that powerful?

As I say, Oscar makes it touch Tinasha's wrist. The bracelet closed with the same sound as when it opened.

"Please don't put it on!!

"This is funny"

"It's not funny!

Oscar misses it when he removes his bracelet.

Tinasha glanced up at the man as he spawned and erased the composition flat in his hand to be sure.

"How did you find this place?

"I went around César relying on the bond that was placed on me. This is a town near the castle capital."

"Did you turn around?

"Otherwise you won't know. The Spirit and those two are together."

"Thank you......"

"Mm-hmm. Glad they found you"

Tinasha hangs her head over her impudence. More than that, there was also gratitude for the people around us. No matter how powerful you are, there are many things you cannot see or do alone.

"Is Sylvia...?

"Safe. The injury was healed. I've seen him, but in a couple of days, he'll be back to normal."

Tinasha breathes in relief. I've always cared. I was glad she was safe.

That's when Ars and Doan come back.

When he heard the report that there was no noticeable harvest, Oscar stood up with Tinasha in his arms.

"Shall we go home then? I'm worried about those who wait."

Tinasha smiled in the sight of the man.

I'm a little behind, but this is the end of her Cesar fight, and the beginning of a new scene.