Unnamed Memory

Of the twelve spirits served by the Queen, three are always in a called state.

They each pack into the northwest, castle and southern borders with Taaili, but the task is also alternating, and the other spirits basically do not appear without the Queen's call. Sometimes Mira and Lilia are beside each other instead of female officers, and sometimes Cal shows up as the person to talk to, but not always.

The Spirit does not appear without an order. It is an implicit and absolute boundary.

Tinasha had recently heard about a strange incident in Falsus before sewing between jobs to use spirits and magicians to gather relevant information. I couldn't just refer to the records of other countries for no reason, so I asked the others to listen in the big cities and villages.

Still, it has to do with Farsus, Yarda, César and the old Druza, so the castle gave a pleasant answer to Tinasha's request, which can be described as personal. When you associate that information gathered, you see a single code.

"Is it the oldest and seven years ago? Pretty clever if it's the same person's fault. We are destroying every village with all sorts of countries on the upside, without leaving any evidence... If it happened in all nine places, in the same country, you would have done just as much research, but there's not a single thing that happened anywhere near and at times in the country."

Pamira, who happened to come to ask for the documents to be processed, glanced through the compiled investigation.

"Is this the same crime... an amazing number of victims"

"Um, I don't know if it's the same, but I can't say for sure"

The victims of the nine villages, taken together, lightly exceed two thousand. If Tinasha's reading is correct, it will be a case in history.

But there is not a single village of Trudar in it. Pamira looked surprised.

"I wonder why you haven't come to my country."

"Maybe... because the killer is a magician. Because there are always more than ten magicians in Turdar, no matter how small the village. It must be hard."

"Oh, I see..."

Cursing a magician has many times as much effort as it does to a normal human being.

If a magician is also an opponent, he is likely to escape with a metastasis, even if his strength had prevailed. The fugitives, the witnesses, make no sense in targeting entire villages. A prudent person wouldn't bother targeting Turdar.

Tinasha sighed when she signed and returned the paperwork Pamira had brought.

"This is where the problem comes from. I don't know how to catch you."

"Indeed."

"Curse... Curse... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm..."

The queen holds her head.

Pamira grinned bitterly when she saw the look.

Even to a queen of immense power, there are countless things to be annoyed about. But the world forgets it from time to time. I wonder if she would do whatever she wants.

Still, the way Tinasha keeps fighting in her destiny is no different than any other human being.

Pamira lowered her head toward her master as she smiled.

"It's almost the wedding ceremony. Please be happy."

Slowly the roots are strewn and the spreading stretches, eventually flowering.

Those who did not yet know about it did not doubt that this beautiful queen could lead a happy life.

"I've been doing the Turdar Spirit for a long time too, but I've never been asked to do a job like this that doesn't matter"

"Don't give me that country name here! And no spirits!

Ayle shrugged her shoulders at the angry girl. It is not Trudar they are. The western part of Tayri, the country where the girl was born - it was above it.

Though not uncommon in Trudar, Tris is from Tayri. Mages are persecuted in this country that repels magic. For this reason, those born with the qualities of magicians have been in exile in the neighbouring country of Turdar for 400 years. However, because she was taken over by relatives who were originally in Turdar, her family remains living in Tayri.

Once a year, Tris, who was returning home avoiding the eyes of Tayri's escorts, was followed as an escort by one of the spirits on this return trip.

"Mostly because you were chased by Tairi's soldiers last year, I'm the one who's gonna get involved."

"Ugh, shut up...... I didn't just make a little trouble at the border"

Having heard this girl's failure, the Queen ordered the Spirit to send her to town, laughing bitterly.

Of course you're worried about her, but that's not all. Now that crystal mining in César has also begun, there is an intention there that even minor rubbing does not want to inspire tairi in the disciples.

Ale was moving to slip through the evening sky with the girl saying she didn't know the coordinates near her village, even as she made a long distance transfer.

Eventually, you start to see the town lights under your eyes. When I looked at the girl on the side, she nodded with a slightly relieved face. The two go down to the nearby woods when they drop altitude.

"So, me, I'm going to Gandona with Master Tinasha's use, but should I come and pick you up on your way home?

"I don't need it! I can go home alone!

"I hope so. See you later."

The Spirit organizes the composition of the metastasis, leaving behind a silent greeting that does not involve emotions.

Tris, who saw it, raised his hand hesitantly but hastily.

"What?"

"Oh, thanks......"

"Nothing's fine. Be careful."

Ayle disappears at the same time as he closes his eyes.

Freed from the sight of a nowhere to be captured, Tris rushed out toward his home in the evening as he sighed at the elusiveness he didn't even know.

The wind is cold at night in Turdar.

Tinasha unexpectedly shook her body as she opened her own window and looked through the paperwork in front of it. Even though it's not how much winter, thin nightwear alone makes your body cold. The queen, who laid down the paperwork and stepped out to close the window, felt a strange discomfort at that time.

Magic fluctuations like scents on the wind.

I've always drifted like this before.

I didn't realize then that someone in the castle would be using magic, but could there ever be someone doing something at this hour?

Very faint. I can't even feel the composition.

To such slight magic that he didn't even know where he was coming from, but Tinasha frowned feeling something of concern.

- Do you care too much?

Whatever it is, it is a magical power. Someone is always using magic if you go down to the castle.

Tinasha, who shook her anxiety off or something, was about to jump up accidentally hugged from behind.

"Oscar! Please don't erase the signs!

"I'm not going to turn it off. Did you even think about it? You've got a cold."

Oscar, who had visited using the transfer formation, closed the window as he reached over his fiancée's body. I'll put on a jacket that was close to her body that was cold out. She thanked her in disguise.

"Thank you. Oscar."

"Mm-hmm. Growing up? I guess nothing's changed."

Tinasha raised her voice and laughed at the question, which was confirmed like every day of something called since she wrote the Transfer Formation. I even feel like I kind of went back 400 years. There was no one to treat her so far as a child, a queen who also had the power to shoulder the witch, except for the man who was to be her husband.

Tinasha shrugs her shoulders as she heads to the cabinet lined with liquor bottles.

"Nothing in particular. Well, as an example, there's been a suspicious human being."

"Ho."

Alcohol arranged for ornamental use is gradually consumed by Oscars. It doesn't change how much he drinks. Tinasha feels like another creature so much.

She told Oscar about the paperwork she had been reading earlier as she prepared a glass of ice for him and cold water for himself.

That was the result of a secret request to Aurelia to tell us about a strange incident in Gandona, but when the girl around her head looked at what was being asked for in the investigation, she accompanied her description of an incident in a small eastern country eight years earlier, in addition to the incident in Gandona.

"It's a country called Catholis, where eight years ago, a small village still dies in the same way."

"Eight years ago is by far the oldest."

Oscar, who had heard every day about the progress of the investigation, hammered while holding a liquor cup. Tinasha nods and smiles.

"But I know who did it. A magician named Baldaros burned down more than a hundred villages overnight with magic and a curse. He's got a lot of other sins, but you haven't been revealed."

"He hasn't been executed?

"Looks like you tried. But I've wiped out the whole army on my own headed for captivity. That's right. The testimony of survival at that time reveals that the man in question is indeed the perpetrator of the incident. So, Catrice gave up the man's captivity because of the amount of sacrifice, didn't she? I'm making a deal with a man to deport him out of the country. And I don't know where he's been since..."

"What is that? Why are you releasing such a dangerous person into the field?"

"It's a small country, so there weren't many magicians who could fight it? Totally... I wanted you to talk to Trudar"

Tinasha sighed as she poured liquor into the empty Oscar cup. I sit on his lap when I put the liquor bottle down as it is.

"I think it's a lot of progress that a suspect has been named, but catching it... I know what it looks like, but it's not there."

"I guess we'll just have to get ahead of where we're about to make the next case"

"I have no idea what that is or what it is. I wish I could at least know my country."

"I'll follow you."

Tinasha glanced at the man who made it easy. I twist my body and peek into his face.

"Oh, is that true?

"There's a 50% chance of that. - Do you realize that these incidents, which occur roughly once or twice a year, are gradually increasing in the number of victims at one time?

"You're getting more. From the crackling countryside at first, it looks like the newest was a pretty busy village."

"I don't know if you want to test your powers or stimulate them, but the settlements you target are getting bigger. It's about time you couldn't call it a village, could it? Town? But if you're in town, you'll probably have a professional magician."

"Well... you'll be there. A little."

Simon and others seemed to have been able to use magic as well, but that is an exception and his main job is to be a musician. But there are people in a normal town who take magic for their own good because of security and medical care.

I know about that, but I still don't know what Oscar's trying to say. Tinasha tilted her neck on his lap.

A man's blue eyes peek at her.

"As far as I am thoroughly estranged from Trudar. If you trust Simon's story, it also takes time from the time you put your eyes on the target to execution. I guess the slightest element of danger is the character of careful elimination. Making targets bigger for a man like that and risking fighting a magician is inherently exclusive."

"Yeah."

"But there are countries on this continent that don't have magicians. No matter how big the city is, there's a country that doesn't allow magicians to exist."

Oscar looked into the dark eyes laughing at his lips alone. The colors of understanding and amazement spread in its abyss.

"Are you saying Tayri can be targeted!

"I would. Less dangerous."

Tinasha roared small, relying on a man who distorted his uncomfortably brilliant face.

If you ask me, I feel his opinion is firing a target. Tayri has been raised to the target twice before. While there has only been one incident in most countries, I would say unusual.

But that doesn't diminish the likelihood that Tayri will be targeted next. Doesn't that mean the ease of exchanging things?

Tinasha turned her arms around Oscar's neck as she floated into the universe.

"Warning from the front... naturally you can't, can you? Let's turn the spirits around."

"Say anything you want me to do. It's forbidden to be dangerous."

Oscar stood up when he put down his drink cup. Stab the nail while holding the woman's body. The innocently nostalgic woman laughed as she leaned over the limb.

"I'll be careful. It's already stuck in my ear."

"If you're really careful, I guess I don't have to restrain myself either."

Over thin night clothes, each other's body temperature is transmitted. Sometimes strangely young, she leaned her neck like a cat, unconscious as a seducer. In response, the man bends his lips and lowers his fiancée, a pure spiritualist, to the bedroom.

Oscar stroked his sneezy, brunette head with his big hand.

"Then I'm leaving today. See you tomorrow."

"Aren't you staying?

"I don't know about the routine of throwing you in the bath in the morning."

It's hard to wake her up in the morning when you sleep with her when she doesn't sleep well. I don't get up much so I rarely throw them in the hot tub with my clothes on.

Tinasha held her knee and head on the sleeping table.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. But I'm not sure I'll be cured in two months..."

"Hard work, hard work! But, well, if you come to Falsus, you can sleep as long as you want, okay? You're a sleeping queen."

"Wow. I'll do it right."

The wedding of the two is approaching for more than two months. Before that, she had already decided to leave the throne.

Being Queen Falsus would be less of a job now, but that's why you can't stay asleep forever. Tinasha also raised her face darkly in the colour of reflection. On that little lip, Oscar faces and mouths.

"Sleep tight. Good night."

"Good night."

The two return to a different bedroom when they greet each other with their cheeks up.

But that's just a few more things. Either way, you'll live with it. Transform your life with gentle happiness.

They think that's all they're worth.

I haven't told anyone that my sister is back.

Anyway, she is a magician. And he serves the royal palace of Trudar. Besides, people in town think she died of illness at an early age. I could not tell anyone in that respect either.

The boy runs down the boulevard holding both hands full of the fruit he bought in for his sister.

At the end of his gaze, a crowd appeared in his eyes.

They seem to be paying attention to bulletin boards with sticky paper on them, and they heard the blurring turning into rumors. The boy stretches his back when he stops at the rear.

However, he was slightly twelve years old and could not see the sticky paper on his back. Talk to the man next door.

"Hey, what's it say?

"There's a serial killer on the loose. They're arranging it from Falsus and César. Watch out, kid."

The boy blinds.

There has never been such an arrangement from another country. I have no idea how vicious the hell he is.

But in the end he stopped muddling on invisible sticky paper forever and went home.

So neither he, nor his sister, knows the look of the man who was written on the sticky paper.

And Tris was supposed to meet the man, who was extremely dangerous without his knowledge.

The encounter was unexpected for him as well.

I ran into a girl in a suburban forest when I was looking into the town I was targeting.

If that were just a girl, and not this country, I would have misled you without anything.

But she looked at him and turned her eyes round.

"Uh... a magician?

It was easy to see that she was also a magician.

In a country where there can't be magicians, two face to face. The man had noticed that it was an overly unusual encounter, but the girl didn't quite understand it.

She gives a naive smile when the surprise wakes her up.

"You're going home, too? I'm glad they found me! I almost worried Tinasha again."

"Dear Tinasha...?

My eyes narrow when I look at a man girl.

But she seems to be immersed in her own thoughts with her fingers on her chin, and she didn't realize it.

The man asks, hiding his heart.

"Is Tinasha the Queen of Trudar?

"That's right. You're so beautiful and strong! Aren't you from Turdar?

"I... I live in Falsus now. But okay. I really want to work for Trudar."

"Oh, yeah."

"You serve the court? Nice.... hey can you introduce me if you like. I want to study in Trudar. I have a brother who has difficulty..."

If it were the older other humans serving Trudar, I would have suspicious of the man's words first. But the girl was too young for it. The appearance is slightly obscure.

"My brother..."

She remembers her brother, who has only just become twelve. Having exiled to Trudar when she was five, she had hardly ever played with her brother. But still, an innocent brother who admires her with his sister every time she leaves, she was more important than anything.

To conclude briefly, she looks up. I stared straight at the man.

"Yeah, I get it. I'll introduce you. Oh, but you're good at transposition?

"To the crowd"

"Then why don't you take me with you if you can? I don't like long distances..."

"Fine. I want you to introduce me, and that's about it."

"Thanks! Here we are tonight, then. Okay?"

"Okay. Meet me there."

Dropping off her back as she smiled and waved away, Baldaros laughed with pleasure.

I thought it was utterly out of order. It's not. I was able to move things in unexpected directions. Thank goodness for the coincidence.

That evil smile, and Tris, who didn't see the sticky paper strewn out in town, that's why he doesn't know. - That you saved the town where you were born, with your own detour.

The end comes suddenly.

Until recently, however, many did not know about it.

People make a strategy, read ahead, and try to pick a path.

Sometimes, however, fate intersects like mocking them.

The two people we met around the corner would stare at each other in amazement.

And it's certainly the end of one thing.

Tinasha doesn't hate working her strategy. Rather, it was a good idea to win the victory by means of measures.

But when I came to power in this day and age, there was no country to take on Turdar and wage war, nor were there any opposition forces within the court, so I would hardly use that tactic anymore.

I'm not even saying I was in love with peace. She has always fought and lived.

But you can still say you were caught off guard. I never saw you get your ankle taken that way. The strong men coming from the front and the mysterious man trying to take the back, who was only wary of them, came across a man who had brilliantly reached out from another direction, in a way that was unexpected.

Tinasha, dressed for bathing and dressed in her room, was lying down on her bedroom and reading her papers. Two months to exit. That has already been announced to the countries.

In the days when she tended to be busy getting killed, but she was concerned about an example case where she was spending about a month investigating, letting the Spirit look into it more than once. Others asked Falsus and César to come up with arrangements for Tayri, but no results have been obtained. I've never been able to grasp it. I'm also looking for frustration in my tail.

She rounded the paperwork she had finished reading with her swollen face, but raised her face when she noticed the sound of being knocked on the door. Respond as you get up on the sleeping table.

The voice returned belonged to an unexpected person. Tinasha unlocks with a laugh as she walks over to the door.

"Tris, what's going on?

"I'm sorry I'm on holiday, Master Tinasha. Thank you for the Spirit during this time. Actually, I need to talk to you..."

The girl briefly explained, though frightened at the door.

In other words, that the brother I know is suffering from a difficult illness and that his condition has changed dramatically. The queen tilted her neck at the story of Tinasha wondering if she could look at the boy who had also been thrown a spoon by the other magicians.

"Fine. I'm not that specialized in healing. Where am I supposed to go?

"Oh, that's who my brother is. He's coming outside right now. Can I call you?

"I wish I could dress like this. You fight for a moment, don't you? Go ahead."

Tinasha turned her back on Tris as she bundled her hair that was washed away. Return to the room to pick up the feather weave. She was stiff when she looked back in her thin gown.

The man who came in with the door closed behind his back laughed joyfully as he laid his hand on Tris' shoulder.

A familiar face.

I haven't exactly seen it. I'm just familiar with the look.

It is very similar to that of the man she wanted to capture.

Calmly on the surface, Tinasha smiled.

"Tris... is that the person?

"Yes. I'm sorry for your disrespect."

"May I ask your name?

"My name is Baldaros. Your Majesty."

Silence falls into the room.

The man kept his big hand on the girl's shoulder, looking at Tinasha with his eyes to be quantified.

"Tris, come here"

"Huh? Ah, yes"

The girl, who almost stepped out in answer to the queen's life, could not, however, proceed disappointingly with a man grabbing her shoulder. I look back at the man in surprise.

"Mr. Baldaros?

"Let's have him stay here. Better not move."

The other hand grabs her throat. Too much, Tris made his eyes black and white. Baldaros laughs as he attracts the girl's luxurious body.

"Now, do you know what this is about? Queen of Trudar. Looks like you've been looking for me for a long time. Are you satisfied with this?

"... how did you know I was looking?

"Falsus and César have influence, and yet if you were to realize what I've done, put you down and there's nothing else. Or is it my buyout?

- That's a challenging word.

Tinasha licked her lips at the tension.

I didn't think all of a sudden the man of purpose would come in front of me. It's hostage too.

Conscious of trying to prepare to fight back. But a man's voice blocked it.

"There is no configuration! It also calls the Spirit. As soon as you feel that sign, I'm gonna kill this girl, okay?

"Huh...? Tinasha... Dear...?

"It's okay, Tris. Stay calm."

Tinasha said, raising her hands to show that she would follow the man. Keep looking straight at the man.

Let me ask you something.

"Hmm... that's a quick story. I've wanted to see you ever since I heard about your reign. You won't be able to see the king who inherited all the spirits."

"Is that why you came so far because you were so cautious?

"The repetition of the same thing is boring. If you increase the number of people, you'll soon get used to the stimulation."

"Lower species."

Tinasha threw up because of her apparent disgust.

The man's eyes are clearly swayed by the light intoxicated by his inclination to power and slaughter. I haven't seen any dignity in my life. That's just a toy for him. This is the figure of a magician slutty to power.

On one side of the hateful magician, Tinasha couldn't forbid the thought of getting a bad chest.

But Baldaros laughs with pleasure.

"You're the same, aren't you? Kill people like mowing grass. Without any resistance. That's who you can be."

"Sure, I kill people, but you don't want to be with me"

"Together. There is no justice or curiosity in killing people. Me and you both live by eating other humans."

The man cut the word there. I look at the whole body of a woman staring at me with a stabbing gaze.

The beauty that could even take a man's heart away with his eyes was now as cold as ice. Turning to a woman who can only feel hostile, Baldaros asks.

"Why don't you come with me? Let's do something more fun. I want your power."

"Tell me when you're dead."

"I mean it, too. Don't you enjoy fighting magic? Don't you remember the joy of having a good composition? That is because... I hope to use my powers. If I were you, I could show you more. It's boring the rest of your life being kept and killed as Queen of Falsus."

Tinasha did not answer.

When he sighs like a shudder, he goes back to his bedroom and sits there.

Baldaros did not stop her from sitting with her white, thin feet together. I stare at my swollen feet with snake-like eyes.

"I refuse. Don't make me say it again and again, it's a pain in the ass. Let go of Tris if you know what I mean."

"You're strong. You don't even know this girl's dead, do you?

The man strengthens his fingers grabbing his throat. Tris opened his eyes.

Tinasha, who nearly stood up with her face crooked, but stops moving there. The blade of the vacuum that Baldaros had unleashed plundered her skin.

Clothes are cut from chest to lower abdomen. Blood seeped like red on the white skin beneath it.

"Dear Tinasha!

"Don't shout"

When he briefly scolded the girl in his hand, Baldaros smiled toward Tinasha.

"I'm the one with the right to decide, not you. I hope you won't let me say it again and again. Come with me."

"Don't you think I'd kill you if I went with you?

"Right. That's why I'm taking this girl with me for the time being. Let me be honest with you."

Baldaros whispered something in the girl's ear shortly after she stopped. Tris trembles all the time. Tinasha looked bitterly at the eventual loss of will from its eyes.

"Is it a curse? Boring things."

"I've been doing a lot of research. Not as silent as a witch, but confident."

Tinasha probed the bedroom in the back of her hand.

The finger touches the dagger that was hidden in the bedroom. She grabbed it so the man wouldn't know.

I can't organize the configuration. No magic can be emitted. It's just that if a man gets close to her, that's the last time.

Tinasha glanced at the opportunity as she breathed.

But then again, the blade of the vacuum strokes her body.

The torn clothes fell to the floor as a fine slice. The man looks with pleasure at the limbs that appear vividly in the dark room.

"You're so beautiful. The magic, the magic. Is that magic congenial?

"Come on? Know what you can do about it?

"It's just an interest."

Baldaros raised one hand as he said. Ringing my fingers. Blood ran on Tinasha's white belly.

The invisible blade draws a magic formation on her body as she changes direction again and again. Looking down at the abominable sign, she laughed only at her lips.

"You should say it will be mine. I can understand you."

"I don't want you to understand."

Tinasha let go of her finger from her dagger. Stand up straight back.

The smooth nakedness of blood seeping from all over released the whiteness of even remembering war in a dark room.

She rocks her long eyelashes and closes both dark eyes. I rang my throat about the ridiculousness.

"What's funny"

"Sorry...... I was wondering how you would get killed"

"You think I'm gonna die?

The man scoffed at the queen with his fingernails up the girl's throat with one hand. Raise your opposite hand again.

- I want to see more of that blood that is vivid enough to attract men.

He quickly put together the composition.

"What are you doing?

Whose voice and shock were simultaneous.

Baldaros couldn't even speak out for his sudden change in vision.

I don't see anything. When he finally realized that his body was being pulled down and his face was being pushed to the floor, a severe pain ran on his right leg. Baldaros screams in pain that makes his head white.

"I hear what you're doing. If you don't answer soon, you're gonna lose your leg, okay?

The voice of a man who conceived anger.

I tried to make up a structure because of the pain, but the magic doesn't take shape. I'm not incapable of focusing my consciousness. The magic keeps spreading.

With the mad magician on his foot, Oscar looks up, powered by Acacia, who stabbed him on his right foot.

"Get dressed. People are coming."

Yes, I told my fiancée off, and he tongued in frustration.

Tinasha clothed herself laughing at the unexpected settlement as Oscar reached out from behind Baldaros while transferring the girl to her own. In the meantime, there's also a man screaming in the room.

Oscar threw up looking at the man he was stepping on.

"Whose woman do you think you're stripping? For now, I'm going to make up my mind."

Said Baldaros is already screaming without shards of war. He was punching around on the floor trying to escape Akersia, who was protruded with one ear scraped.

Oscar throws up and discards as he holds his ear to the cries that rock the night.

"That's annoying. What the hell is this?"

"That's the killer of that serial case. He came from himself."

"Huh? You're an idiot, idiot. So, why are you taking it off?"

"They cut my clothes... well, it doesn't matter if people see me dead soon"

"I care. What are you doing?"

Bitterly laughing at the words of a man who seems to be quite angry, Tinasha began to heal when she put Tris to sleep on her own bedroom.

"No, I had some more means, but they were all abusive. I didn't want to break the room, and I thought it was time for you to come."

"Your rub encounter rate is unusual."

The door is slammed in panic. The guards came running when they noticed the scream.

In the midst of a noisy evening on the way, an incident that continued to cost more than two thousand people for eight years was certainly about to come to an end now.

Baldaros, who was briefly painkilled, didn't feel like it helped at all though.

Two men are consulting on themselves restrained on the floor. That was very noisy.

"Give it to me. Even Falsus is destroying the village, and we'll cut it down here."

"But it was in Turdar that I caught you, and it's harmful to the Queen... Shall I cut it in half? And your body."

"Split vertically? Which one do you want, right or left?

"Yeah, but if we go with that, we'll have to think about the countries' share. Was it nine?"

"No, it's two cases in Tairi, so it should be eight"

"Then pair it with Trudar, in nine equal parts."

Oscar and Regis are going about the conversation pale.

A woman's voice stopped King Farsas, though from behind, thinking about how to cut a man with Akersia on his sword.

"Please don't do it in my room. I don't like it when I smell it."

"It's already dirty with enough blood..."

"It's going to be hard to stain, isn't it? I wonder if I can dispose of the rug."

Tinasha, who healed the lacerations and clothed herself, finally got up off the sleeping table after finishing treating Tris. Because it was applied in front of the eyes, it was easy to analyze, but I don't know what would have happened if this had happened out of sight. You should at least think of that as luck.

She crouches beside that head as she walks over to Baldaros with her temples on.

"Now, unlucky man, I want to ask you a few questions. Do you know a man named Valt?

The look on Oscar and Regis's face distorts that name for a moment. But Baldaros swallowed a bloody spit, shaking it small.

"... I don't know"

Tinasha tilts her neck.

"Hmm? Well, that's good. I've been worried about how to capture you, so I'm glad you came from there. Thank you."

Seeing her smile smiling, Baldaros shapes his mockery with his lips.

"You'll regret rejecting me in solitude one day."

"That's not true."

When he answers lightly, Tinasha makes his right hand touch Baldaros' forehead.

A dark abyss peered into the man's eyes.

- She never thought she was afraid of solitude. I've also avoided it.

I've been in solitude ever since I got my mind on it. That's normal.

It was only later and earlier that she filled that void deeply. Whatever future we may have, and whatever regrets awaited us there, the day will never come when we will regret having chosen him. This is where she ends up.

Tinasha grinned.

I am a man who can kill people. It's a race that makes fighting fun.

And still, I will do my part for it. There is no stray.

Baldaros draws his face to the force of stiffness. Looking at the expression without a hint of pity, Tinasha whispered to the man.

"I don't choose a weak man. So... goodbye."

Screaming cleaves the night.

Tinasha didn't even blink and kept watching what she exchanged as she held the man around like crazy with overwhelming force.

"Did you destroy even your personality?

"I can't get the paperwork out of that. I messed up my magic. I've embedded the configuration in my body, so if it's about to heal naturally, it's starting to tear me apart again. Your body hurts a lot when you get there, and it's hard to stay sane."

When I said it like nothing, Tinasha had a self-derisive grin.

It is not Trudar who has the two of them. It is the bedroom of Oscar in Falsus. Before Baldaros, who had lost his mind after that, Tinasha, who had arranged for post-processing, was pushed by Regis to the Oscars to clean the room and take safety precautions.

Baldaros is to contact the countries to that effect after he has revealed all his sins in his hearings. If there were no objections there, they would be disposed of in Turdar.

The man combs Tinasha's hair lying down on the sleeping table with the tweezers she had.

She twisted her neck and looked up at it in surprise.

"What are you doing?"

"No, it's more lustrous and funny. Looks like she's getting her cat hairy done."

…………

Tinasha had a frightened eye, but quickly made a small stretch as she covered her mouth with her hands.

There is a lot going on and I always stay up three hours longer than my bedtime. I'm not sure I can wake up tomorrow properly at all.

On the other hand, the king, unrelated to the sleeper, lowered his attention, arguably chilling.

"You, by and large, are careless. Don't let anybody in the private room."

"Ugh, excuse me. But I think it means you're in and out, and that's the safest room in the world."

"You..."

I know when Oscar always visits. Then there's nothing to worry about. You just have to wait until then.

Tinasha lays down her face and gives herself up to drowsiness. But Oscar gently followed his cheek from the side.

"I want to be..."

"Anyway, fight back before that happens! You can fix it in any room."

"Mmm. That wasn't a serious injury."

"I'm gonna feel bad"

When he laid down his armpit, Oscar leaned back. Blue eyes look at her.

Tinasha lay down her long eyelashes, almost lowering her eyelids and breathing. I don't know if I'm going to say it, but I end up saying it.

"Oscar."

"What?"

"I was told today that I prefer to fight. They eat people and they live."

"That's bullshit."

"Really?

"If you have a lot of power, you can easily kill people. But it doesn't change whether you get lost or not compared to painfully remitting it. You're more of a lost man, aren't you? Besides, aren't you too different from other humans when you feel exhilarated in battle?

Tinasha smiled bitterly.

Why is this a prospect?

She thinks that when executing sinners, eliminating enemies, she is not lost in exerting her powers.

But that's just what I think. In fact, injustices with too much power rarely cross the back of the brain.

If the power is antagonized by saying, if you have struggled to kill him, then it would not be if I told him that it would be justified.

I can't help being overwhelmed with the power. But all that power must be under control.

Magic has no personality. What should be asked is willingness to use it.

So she keeps standing, lost or frightened. Whether you choose not to exchange or be afraid of sacrifices, you never squat.

That's what I decided to do a long time ago.

"If you want to get lost, get lost. Nothing in itself is a bad thing. Sometimes killing people or someone has to carry them. You'll stand for it, won't you?

Tinasha could not forbid a man from laughing bitterly at his words.

I've hardly ever seen him get lost or anything. I know that's one of his strengths. And that strength forgives him kindness.

"You... you don't say anything optimistic about being able to correct the negative, do you? I will only say it as it is.... I like that."

Despair does not become hope.

But he lets us go beyond despair. They support me for that. Give me strength.

And that's why it's possible to share them.

Aware of himself slowly changing, Tinasha smiled. Wake up with your hands on your body heavy in drowsiness and look at the man.

Eyes the same color as the newborn night sky stared at her.

I want to unconditionally follow those eyes.

I'm not looking for understanding.

Rest and enthusiasm are just some of it.

All I want is him alone.

Tinasha closes her eyes. I mouthed him to convey the heat of my spirit.

When I let go of my face, I look down at the man's righteous appearance.

"... you kind of want it"

"You, I'll tighten it up."

To Oscar, who seemed sincerely disgusted, Tinasha raised her voice and laughed, leaning over her sleeping table and closing her eyes next to the man as she shared her body temperature.

The girl was flying through the moonlight with no signs. Carefully avoid the castle capital and dance in the night. After taking about three hours to go around all the strongholds, I used the transfer to get back to the mansion.

There are men waiting in the room. He began to make tea when he noticed the girl coming home.

"How'd it go?

"Almost perfect. I've grown up enough."

"It is. Good day, thank you."

The girl looked at the man in a good mood and laughed, but with her gazed eyes.

"Hey, are you sure? Are you okay?"

"What now. That's a good one. I've been preparing for that for a long time."

- There's no way you're gonna disappear, is there?

The man did not answer the question. Offer a cup of hot air as you smile.

But the girl is not going to take it until she hears the answer. Stare straight at the man.

"Answer me properly, Valt. Otherwise, I can't move."

"... you would have been happier if you hadn't met me"

"What the... are you making fun of me?

"I haven't. That's what I really think, Milaris. I know. But I meet you no matter how many times I repeat myself. I want to meet you. It's hard at all."

"This will be the last time. Isn't that right?

"Oh... right"

Valt laughed. While anxious about that look, which is not well seen by the moonlight pouring from the outside, Miralis finally receives his tea.

When I applied my mouth, it tasted a little bitter.

Valt, close your eyes.

"I'm ready. But before I do, I just have to check again."

With his own cup in his hand, he turned his back on the girl.

Look up at the blue moon. Lonely, permanent, just beautiful brilliance was there.

"I'd be in trouble if she didn't ask me to go beyond outsiders. If she can't do it, no one else can. I'll get you some experience for that."

"Is that all the power you really have? I don't know if I can beat you."

The man smiles at the girl with just a little pointy mouth, and he sounds like he enjoys himself.

"She's the most powerful witch I've ever seen. And it's the trump card of this world."

Fate never stays. Keep spinning as you rock the axis hard.

The man stood still in the vortex of several battles so that he could dictate his destination at all.