Unnamed Memory

It wasn't a long time being a child.

Because her position was that the surrounding environment did not allow it.

And that's why I couldn't rely on or believe it around me. That is how the young queen, who fulfilled her unusual reign, remained on the thin ice-like throne for five years.

I don't get lost. I don't show my weak face.

Even if he is alone, he may fight resolutely as a good king.

- That's the last promise I made to "him".

A slight sentiment wavers in the dark eyes overlooking the boxyard. Regis, standing next to him, noticed it and turned his gaze back to the queen.

She calls out to the two spirits next to each other, not keeping them slightly mobile.

"... I've been sweet lately, haven't I?"

"Especially since we got engaged, but it's been sweet ever since we got here. Okay? Are you out of your mind?

"So clearly, it's clean."

Smiling, she didn't have the usual floral vibe. I can't say what, but Regis stares at her uncomfortably.

Another spirit opened her mouth.

"No, but that's what used to happen. Four hundred years ago. Isn't your daughter a sweet root?

"Hmm."

Tinasha points to the boxyard when she nods as if it were some other HR.

"Then let's get our minds together a little. First of all, these three villages, right? And these two places. Please make arrangements."

"... Yes, sir."

Regis took his inner breath as he confirmed the lives to be laid down one after the other.

Until now, she had smiled at herself reluctantly even when she behaved coldly. The girlfriend is nowhere now. Beautiful faces are cold in themselves.

And perhaps this is who she is as a king.

Regis finally came to realize the essence of the legendary queen, and now he realizes himself as he remembers the cold.

Close your eyes.

In her own darkness, she began to organize her accumulated information. At the same time, it exposes consciousness to configurations everywhere and elicits information.

This is how I used to think about today and the future, always before I went to bed. And I even kept a part of it in my diary.

My head gets cleaner. Tidy and classify the fragments. Parallelizing a number of thoughts, Tinasha was looking one step away from her group of thoughts in it.

I still don't know where Sen is. My chest hurts when I think about it. The Spirit is irreplaceable to each of them.

Four hundred years ago she had an understander and a supporter, but her friend did not exclude them. Lovers and family, of course.

And just as many hostiles as her supporters were surrounding her again.

In this day and age where there are no supporters or adversaries, and in this day and age where he is, there may be no choice but to be told that he is out of his mind. I was not angry at that allegation. It's true. I think it is loose while I am.

Perhaps since I woke up, it's been a long vacation. And I'm done with that.

I've got a job to do. I wasn't going to turn that around on anyone.

Concentrating on unfolding thoughts, she produced a composition reflexively, however, to signs that suddenly appeared nearby. I jump up with my eyes open.

The man who stood ahead of him, trying to strike out a configuration wrapped around his right hand, was surprised to round his eyes.

"Um, Oscar, excuse me"

"What the fuck? I'm stunned."

"I was concentrating... on"

Tinasha bowed her head when she turned off the configuration.

But he also moved sideways to avoid configuration reflexively, so I think it's a good fight.

Oscar looked frightened as he sat on the edge of the bedroom where she was.

"What were you thinking? There was a wrinkle between your eyebrows."

"A lot of things."

The woman stood up smiling bitterly. When I walk over to the cupboard, I take the liquor bottle.

"Oscar, do you know what the" mirror of oblivion "story is?

"The mirror of oblivion?

"I'm talking about a mirror that sucks in grief"

"Oh, it's an old story. You've heard of it."

It's certainly one of those famous and classic stories. Oscar twisted his neck, recalling a story from the princess who was moaning and the mirror sucked in grief.

"What's wrong with that?"

"This story is telling across the continent, but it's a little bit different, isn't it? It's not just sadness, it's memories, it's people who didn't believe in the power of mirrors, who get sucked into the spirit and become obsolete."

"Heh. That's funny."

"So, someone researched this story in Turdar about a hundred years ago, and when I look at that paper, I still have a legend that I came across that mirror from time to time everywhere. If you follow them, the last thing they say is that there was a mirror... Magdalsia, right?"

Oscar, who received the cup from the woman's hand, glances slightly. He glanced at his face as he put his mouth on a limp cup.

"You think Miga has something to do with witches?

"It's only one possibility. But if a closed forest witch simply wants to steal the country, why did she show up after the king's coma? With her power, wouldn't it have been less of a problem manipulating the spirit than letting the king comatose? Because of that time difference, we now know what Turdar knows…"

"So you're saying the witch showed up because the king fell?

"I doubt that. What caused the unexplained coma and summoned the witch, I'm telling you a suspicious story. The mirror of oblivion is one of the leading candidates."

Tinasha hung up there and went up to the bunk. Sleeping on your back, cover your eyes with your arms.

Oscar put the cup on the table, feeling something different about the atmosphere she wrapped up in. Reach for the white cheek.

Five days have passed since the Elteria, which was in Falsus, was taken.

Since that day he had noticed that her condition had changed slightly. An unspoken attitude, like you're always thinking of something. And more realistic than that was the increased sharpness.

I can't believe I thought she was really like a child. There was not even one of those scales left in Tinasha today.

"Tinasha?"

"Hmm, what is it"

"No... are you still mad?

I'm not mad at you.

Tinasha raised her voice and laughed. But my arms remain on my eyes, as always. I felt like she was somewhat far away, and Oscar breathed.

She's supposed to be my wife in three weeks. But it was the first time since we met that she felt so far away.

A silent man without knowing what to say, now she calls me.

"Oscar......"

"What?"

"Me, I figured I'd come to Magdalusia"

"What?"

"I'm going to infiltrate now, find out what caused it and, if I can, get rid of the witch"

Oscar was flabbergasted by what he was told as a matter of course. But I'll get back on my mind soon.

"No. You know what time it is? Why do you stick your neck in from yourself?"

"There's no one but me who can fight a closed forest witch."

To the words, he felt something more painful than the denomination, and Oscar could not return it aggressively. Reminds me of a letter from Lavinia.

Tinasha continued pale.

"If you let them like you over there, they may eventually get out of hand. Before that, I'll beat you now."

"Still, what if the soldiers of Magdalusia attacked us?"

"If you are an inevitable enemy, we will eliminate you."

Icey voices are colder and less emotional than when I blamed Oscar the other day. It's like you're talking to a woman you don't know.

But it's true, she's the woman of her choice. Oscar grabbed the white arm covering his face. Dark eyes look up at him from under it.

"Don't go."

"You have no right to stop me."

That's the same word he said to her himself. But what she tells me doesn't make sense. Oscar became anxious because she felt like she was acknowledging the distance she was born.

Taste the sense of vestigial vision that he felt somewhere, and he still exhorts.

"I'm gonna be your husband."

"Right. But he's not my husband yet... he's from another country."

I must have learned the illusion of blood on her point because it was an indisputable fact.

He himself knows that very well. Still, we came here to help each other.

Yet now he had no idea why he was trying to reject his own hand just before he finally got married. Reach out while suppressing frustration and capture the other arm as well.

"If you're not my husband yet, you can take him here, okay?

Tinasha smiled bitterly at the word, which could also be taken as a threat.

"Whatever you want. You have a right to that."

- Far away.

That's all I felt exactly. Very far. It won't arrive.

Oscar tried to find an unusual child in her and knew it wouldn't come true. The answer to why this happened and what happened to her is not in him to try to find it.

Oscar shrugged unaware of himself in dismay.

"I don't know what you're thinking"

"Same as always. It's just... I can be anything if I have to."

Tinasha wakes her upper body as she says. I held him tight to make sure when I turned my arms around his neck.

Unchanged temperature. But the spirit has gone far.

Closed his eyes to a not-so-small sentiment, Oscar recalls the strange vestigial feeling he feels for her.

That, I once saw, was her in a journal four hundred years ago.

Even grief doesn't come up while I'm handling what I need to do.

That's one of the spiritual controls she once wore when she took office.

So I'm still not sad. There is nothing sadder than the original.

"Dear Tinasha, are you sure?

"What is it"

"You're arguing with the swordsman of Acacia."

Tinasha gives a moment to Mira's pointing floating beside her over the sky as far as she can see. I laughed out the next moment.

"We didn't have a fight. I just cracked my opinion."

"What if you hate me when I'm married?"

"Well, then you have no choice."

Mira turned her eyes round to her husband, who said it was obvious.

"Are you sure?

"I can't help it. I have something to do now."

Tinasha laughs bitterly. A configuration was assembled in the arm. The two floating in the air put the mansion under their eyes in sight.

"I finally found a reaction, but you ate a lot of time. I hope you win this one."

Tinasha glanced lightly at the Spirit. Mira nods.

"Do you want to hurry then? After this, we have to go to Gandona's ceremony."

The queen snarls her fingers.

And at the same time as that signal, the composition of the two men became a huge cage and poured down into the mansion under their eyes.

Oscar, who arrived at Gandona's castle, bit down his sigh as he dressed up in a prepared room.

I didn't want to come to the ceremony, but I can't say that. I'm already annoyed from now on when I think I have that chest shit bad demon guy.

But that's not the only problem. There was another cause that was weighing his attention.

- - That is about his fiancée, who would come today.

She told him she had no right to stop, but she didn't end up in Magdalusia.

I also asked if she was reluctant, but she just laughed without saying anything. The attitude just remained the same, and Oscar was puzzled by the distance he was face-to-face every day but somehow opened up.

I also asked him if he hated himself. But she denies it with the face that it's out of her mind.

Where and what went crazy. Can you get that back, he hasn't even grabbed the thread so far.

Oscar looks in the mirror as he stops his cuffs. There's no problem except for the look on your face when you can see how grumpy you are. When he nodded and left the room, he entered the venue accompanied by the alus he had refrained from.

I greeted King Gandona, whom I welcomed, before searching for a venue, but Tinasha has not yet arrived. Instead, on the other side of the hall, Aurelia and the man who accompanies her get into my eyes.

When the man noticed Oscar's gaze, he had the bad grin of someone different from the soft smile he had until then directed at the surrounding maid.

"... don't get angry"

A voice that squealed so slightly that no one could hear it, but it seemed to Ars to refrain behind it. He laughs bitterly.

"Master Tinasha, you're here."

"I've been busy with something."

A rumored figure walked into the hall when Oscar said softly in the face of wanting to throw it away.

Dressed in a black skinny dress with little decoration, she was just lightly wrapped around her hair, but still beautiful enough to take people's eyes and not stop. Oscar watches from afar as he greets King Gandona with a diplomatic smile.

There was a red-haired girl dressed uncommonly behind her. This may be the first time you have shown up with the Spirit in an official setting. He finds that surprising.

Tinasha wandered her gaze and checked inside the venue, but checking Oscar's and Travis's position, she came to Oscar by sewing between the people gathered to talk to her. He looks down at her, who also drops in there to say hello.

"You look pretty light. Besides, are you late?

"It's too much. I haven't eaten anything in the morning... and I haven't been with you today."

The soggy look looked like a familiar girlfriend, and Oscar laughed. Take a plate from the nearby table.

"Look, take the sugar."

"Suddenly cake!?

Even though I said it, she honestly received the plate. Start hauling the cream into your mouth with a spoon.

Behaviourally consuming the cake, she stepped closer to Oscar. Dive your voice and whisper.

"I see something a little troublesome. So, I'd like to check with Travis."

"... ok"

It wasn't like I didn't have the desire to differ, but doing it wouldn't do anything. Instead, it might just make her relationship worse and things get confusing on top of that. Talking to Travis had plenty of potential for confusion, but if it did, you could do something about it then.

Oscar nodded as he made a short decision. Soon Aurelia and Travis, summoned by Mira, will come.

Travis, who was giving a liturgical greeting, suddenly changed that tone when Tinasha joined forces to keep the story from leaking around.

"What are you calling me? What do you want?"

To the question of the blinking man, Tinasha, who was eating the second cake, lowers the plate. I returned it with a face that could be described as serious.

"I ask frankly. Do you have recurring memories?

Oscar frowned.

I know what she's trying to ask. He asks the Demon King if he also has memories of the world rewritten by Elteria, before its alteration.

But Travis laughed with his nose as he stroked Aurelia's head with a face she didn't know what she was talking about.

"No. That sphere is an outsider's curse. Even I get involved. No exceptions."

"Is that true? You're suspicious sometimes, aren't you? You know the future, you know the future before the alteration."

"I don't know, persistent"

I watched Travis wave gently as he seemed troublesome, but Oscar remembered that there was.

It was the first time I saw him. Travis looked at Oscar and said, "Is that okay with Tinasha?"

I wasn't even engaged at the time. We weren't even lovers. I mean, didn't Travis know they were getting married or were?

Pointing that out, the Demon King looked blatantly disgusted.

"You, don't remember anything unnecessary..."

"Be honest with me. I saw a fragment of a record I shouldn't have."

Seeing a little pale Tinasha, Travis seemed slightly surprised. He licks his lips. After a few seconds of thought, I opened my mouth.

"You, you saw that one? What part?"

"This is a statement about Cesar. Cesar before the alteration has no simila. He didn't attack Falsus, he was supposed to prosper as a normally wealthy power."

There can be zero silence.

Travis slapped Aurelia on the head.

"You, just go over there."

"Oh, but..."

"Fine. Don't follow someone you don't know."

The girl nodded at the unspoken atmosphere. It disappears into a wave of people looking back over and over again. Confirming that, Travis turned to the two of them.

"First of all, I really don't remember. The superior demons are not compatible with the curse of outsiders. It's just that I've seen the same records you've seen a couple of times. They seem to have memories of the time reading clan. So he stops writing and inherits a huge record of repetition. My lord now is... Was he a man like Valt"

Oscar and Tinasha breathed at the same time.

A conspiracy that can be set up against both of us. The periphery. They are all because the man who is the enemy holds terrible records and memories. They were flabbergasted by the fact that they could not believe, but could not ignore.

Travis seemingly confirms it.

"Is that all you saw about Cesar?

"That's right. Everything else was disposed of. Only that part was left burnt."

"Well, aren't you lucky? You shouldn't look at humans like that."

That would be true in a way.

I don't remember even if I had a record.

It's me and not me. The record of this world, but no longer anywhere, is just sentimental. I didn't expect Oscar to know that again.

Tinasha told him next door that he had been searching for the fluctuations of Valt's magic all along and that he had found and stepped inside Trudar the mansion where it could be felt today.

But when she stepped in, there was no one in there one foot late.

And she thought that she had burned in haste, and from the record she picked up the pages left to burn.

Tinasha overlaps and asks Travis a question.

"What is an outsider's curse?

"If you don't know, don't know."

"Travis!"

"Don't be sweet on me. Do something for yourself."

"Valt wants Elteria!

Travis looked up for the first time when he heard it. Let the exploring gaze drift across the universe. When the man looked at Oscar and Tinasha in turn, he smashed his tongue small.

"... an outsider's curse is a generic term for an object that has an unlikely effect under magical law. I'm not using undiscovered laws. It's against the law. I have a few of those things. It's mostly a curse with a record personality, and so is Elteria"

Oscar frowns lightly. I remember the ruins I stepped in a few months ago.

It is true that the ruins also used techniques that were unlikely. Or maybe it was an "outsider's curse" itself over there.

Tinasha was thinking the same thing, and when she breathed deeply, she asked another thing.

"So you're an insider..."

But before she asked a new question, one man jumped in early sliding through the waves of people. The man bows his head when he reaches beside Tinasha, quietly so as not to be seen in suspicion, but distorted by tension.

Oscar also looks familiar. The man is one of Turdar's civilian.

"Your Majesty, we have an urgent call..."

With that said, the civilian sees two men standing nearby. Tinasha showed him a light patrol, but ordered him to "say it". He cuts out in response.

"Magdalusia has broken the border and started invading. The army is about 30,000. We'll reach the southern village in about half an hour."

"What...?

against Oscar, who accidentally leaked a surprise voice, but Tinasha only took a small sigh of sigh. Dark eyes bring a cool light. In an instant her entangling atmosphere was sharpened.

"You were a little faster than planned. Ok. Tell them to move the army. I'll be right there."

"Yes, sir."

Tinasha looked up at Oscar as she dropped off a civilian who would leave in a hurry just as she had come.

Is it my fault that a sad colour appeared in those eyes for a moment? He found a cold night in his eyes that seemed to fall everywhere, and he breathed.

She smiles with only her lips.

"That's what I'm sorry to bother you first. Thank you, Travis."

"Ooh. See you later."

That's all the black queen said and turned her back, she quickly walked away from the spot before stopping.

Finally, a country emerged to attack Turdar.

Never a big country. But it's a country with witches. It may develop into a war of curse entanglement or more.

In that look at Tinasha, she probably knew Magdalcia was ready for war. And on top of that, he was trying to beat the witch at its root before he even got to war.

- If I hadn't stopped her then, would this war have been avoided?

Before that, would I not have stopped Tinasha if I had heard that Magdalusia was preparing for war?

It's all about assumptions. Yaya swirls through Oscar's chest.

"I'm finally back in my old face."

I heard a funny voice, and he saw a man like no other.

Travis, who was looking in Tinasha's vanished direction, looks back at King Falsus, realizing his gaze.

"What's that face? He was originally a woman like that. Seems like you've been out of your mind ever since we got here."

"Have you lost your heart?

"Don't worry about it. Shall I tell you about the Battle of Tairi? Because it's funny."

Taking Oscar's silence as an acknowledgement, Travis continued.

"Tayri's army at that time was certainly... fifty thousand. So, there weren't seven hundred Turdar. It was originally a secluded country, so the world didn't know it. I didn't have a decent army. Still, after he became queen, he started raising soldiers other than security, and it looks like the magicians were organizing to fight. - But he had a lot of enemies in the castle. Even when Taylor attacked me, he couldn't leave the castle himself."

If she had left the castle, the old institutionalists might have taken over the national government with that gap and offered to surrender to Tayri.

To prevent it, she stayed in the castle. She was convinced that it was a battle that must never be retreated for the sake of the time to come between the magician and Trudar.

Tinasha prefers strategy but hates odd tactics. That's about her. If you could, you must have wanted to intercept with more than the same number of troops as Tayri. But that is an impossible story.

So she worked out a strange trick instead. Of the two thousand armies, a thousand were left in the castle to guard against Druza and Pharsus, and she struck Tayri with seven hundred armies.

On a bad day, Tayri discovered hundreds of Turdar troops and turned his fangs to slaughter them.

But the Turdar army fled without a fight when they noticed Tayri's soldiers. And after escaping them, the Tayri army stretched long enough to disrupt the formation and at some point stepped into the mist they were able to get into.

And by the skillful guidance of Trudar, they were forced to engage in an unprecedented fierce intercourse in the mist.

It was already too late when Tayri noticed we were fighting each other.

A wall of flames is created to surround the Tairi formation from the outer perimeter, and magic is infiltrated without interruption.

It was a hellish sight, the surviving Tayri soldiers later noted.

Without being able to fight back anything, it's just that they are swept down by flames and magic.

The Tayri army, who broke through and retreated from them by order, had lost 30,000 soldiers on the first day.

The horrible thing is that it was the queen who was in the castle who was in command of the whole army of Turdar.

Sharing her perceptions with the spirits she was putting out for reconnaissance and communicating with her side and magic, she masterfully used the magicians and overwhelmed her overwhelming disadvantage while staying in a distant castle.

- And the day after that, a witch appeared before her.

"So, at the same time, he was thinking of eliminating the inner enemy. The old institutionalists were caught the other way around trying to assassinate the guy who was out of manpower and almost out of security in wartime. You got caught in the gap he showed you on purpose. In the end, everyone was executed or banished for the potato ceremony.... I hear the old institutionalist is supposed to have left him now, but by then, there wasn't a single old institutionalist. He decided to 'let me out' in order to get Tairi's feelings on his own. - I suspected him of being a witch, and it was more than anyone else who ostracized him as a passing force."

It was a perfectly interesting festival, boring to not be able to attend, Travis tied with a laugh.

Oscar is just silent on a long story.

- I thought you were an excellent queen.

From the diary I saw only slightly, I wondered if he would have stood in a whirlpool of internal and external strife.

But I never imagined that I would have manipulated the fierce battle as much as I wanted. Suspecting that she was smiling naively and that the queen in the current story was really the same person, he recalls that Tinasha's condition had recently changed.

Nature and a long sigh leaked.

I mean, now she's the real, queen's girlfriend who's been fighting through solitude.

And now again, in the line of my own country, I'm about to stand in front of the witch.

Oscar looked back at Ars, who was right behind him when he waved lightly or for the first time.

"Change of plans. Back to the country."

Ars would have heard stories about her past, too. But he just shut up and bowed his head.

Travis, who had grinned slightly until then at Oscar as he greeted her and tried to walk away, accidentally looked terribly serious.

"I was just telling you... don't give me Elteria, okay? I'm sorry if I'm unconscious. I'm not going to forget Aurelia, and there's no guarantee I'll be able to come back at the same time. - Don't use it. Don't be taken away from me. I don't want to let this go."

When I just said what I wanted to say, Travis just turned his back. The figure disappears into the waves.

A man without a man returns to his girl. - So where am I going and what am I going to do?

The answer is not yet clearly shaped.

But still, Oscar followed the gorgeous hall with bitter emotions.

Oscar, who tried to leave Gandona early, however, when he returned to the given room, he changed his expression to a strange discomfort.

The room is no different than it was when I left.

But something is definitely different.

Oscar, who was exploring the indoor air, pulls out Acacia for slightly felt signs.

"Who?"

I wasn't sure I'd get a response. But the voice of a young man responds to it.

"I need to talk to you about something. I'm sorry to bother you."

Just the voice. I don't see him.

But the voice remembered. I just heard it through the door at Cesar, but for sure.

"Valt? Show yourself."

"Just kidding. You're scared. Don't you want to hear a better story than that? About a closed forest witch..."

I guess he's not disappearing. The signs are too faint for that.

Oscar cruised to see how he should respond to the sudden voice, but it also raised his face quickly with a few things.

"Say it."

"It's a quick decision. Above all. The woman who now rules Magdalusia, she is not a closed forest witch"

To his sudden conclusion, Oscar barely swallowed the voice he had called up.

Tinasha is pretty much determined to be a witch about the person in question. If that's not the case, I don't know what kind of computational difference it would make.

But if she was now, or maybe that much of an error was in the calculation.

Valt continues.

"Except she's not a closed forest witch, but her body is hers. Different contents. The spirit that lives in her today is Wobert, King of Magdalusia."

Oscar frowned at the further details. It's so unexpected and ridiculous.

"Is that possible?

"Impossible. But there are magic tools that can make it possible. It's commonly known as the mirror of oblivion -"

"Is this some kind of outside curse?

"Oh, did you even ask the Demon King? It's nice to talk fast. That's right. It's an outsider's curse. The spirit of the original witch is enclosed in the mirror, as is the spirit of the Queen, who is also missing. A mirror of oblivion is a spell that captures and records a person's spirit and memory. It activates when it meets you in the mirror. King Woobert probably peeked into the mirror too - I don't know why, but the spirit that was pulled out couldn't get into the mirror. He took over the flesh of the witch that was sealed with the mirror."

There are zero signs of bitter laughter. But when it disappeared so quickly that he thought it was his fault too, Valt concluded.

"If you break the mirror, the spirit of the original witch will return, so the king should be bounced off his body. The most outsider curse is quite robust in itself, so if it could be broken, there wouldn't be anyone but the Queen."

- It's an incredible story.

When Tinasha was about to be stuck with Fidora, Travis said, "Humans can't do that because their spirit and flesh are so close together."

But if it is the curse of the outsiders that enables what cannot be done, what Valt says may also be true.

Oscar listened back with a flat voice to keep him from spying on spinning thoughts.

"Why are you telling me? Another trap?

"No, it's true. I've pissed her off a lot the other day, so I want to feel a little better."

"I can't possibly feel better. What's the purpose?"

"It's just a favor. Go and tell her. You don't have to deal with a witch, you just have to break the mirror. If she and the witch fight and the Elteria breaks down from castle to castle, we'll have trouble."

"Even when it comes to witches, the contents must be wooberts, right?

"Yes, but a certain amount of knowledge and power comes from the flesh and soul, too. You can use all the magic you want. Mad with the power of a witch, he would rather not hesitate to use that power than the witch himself"

And that's why Wubert let Trudar attack him in his own small country.

Too much power drives people crazy easily. That has been proven in history. Some generals massacred with their swords, while others repeatedly executed them in prison. Few magicians drown in their power, as exemplified by the mad magicians who were executed the other day and by the sorcerers who dyed their hands against the curse.

And a witch.

With its power too powerful and its power to leave behind as legends what seemed not to be a human enterprise, the king wanted the ravages of a magical power that remained next to him for many years.

Oscar tongued bitterly.

- Has Tinasha left the country yet?

But he still has something to explore. Oscar opened his mouth to the man with only his voice.

"I hear you have some memories from before the alteration."

"Did you even hear that? He's in trouble for doing all the extras."

"What makes you want Elteria?"

"Isn't that just one thing? I want to change the past."

"Then one would be enough"

"It doesn't make sense if it's not two. Why don't you go to her earlier than that?

"... he doesn't want my help"

Her chilling attitude that doesn't speak much. That would be to keep Oscar and, if he's strong, Falsus out of the war. I did the same thing to her once.

And that's when she secretly handled her involvement, drawing on his intentions, even as she helped break the curse. Even though Trudar wanted to make a name for himself, he prevented the curse by intervention.

- Then shouldn't I respect her will now, too?

Oscar thinks the distance is open.

That is our original distance from each other, kings. Tinasha has been walking me through that until now. The reluctance, unusual laughter and defenseless love of a temporary king. Those were the ones that kept her standing next to him.

But now she has left her sweetness and returned to the king for her kingdom.

It doesn't matter how much you scratch for Oscar, it's about another country. Will there ever be a curtain out?

He hesitates to ask himself unanswered questions, but the voices of a frightened valt echo.

"What now. Don't be lazy just because you got it this time without struggling. You've been having a rough time spouting her every time. It's rarer to be loved from the beginning. Please move properly."

"What is that..."

Was it before the alteration?

Oscar distorted his mouth because he felt like he was being criticized for something he didn't remember, but he still felt like he had a cause.

Valt's voice goes on as it should.

"That's her truth. But she's just as true when she's with you. She's not one of a kind to you, but you're the only one to her. It's always up to you to save her. And you're letting go?

"... you say something quite unsolicited, as I've seen"

"Because I've seen it. I used to serve you. I know exactly how much she loved you."

I can't stop talking about it. Oscar accidentally closed his eyes.

I have no idea where lies and how true they are.

It is strangely confusing. Does this mean I have a memory?

"If you understand, just go. Now that Trudar is here... she's here, but you should be crusading witches, right?

Oscar laughed bitterly at the smelly words of the sermon. I feel the severity of my chest is only slightly lighter. Now I just wanted to see Tinasha's face.

"You're telling me he's not the only one? Don't talk to me like that."

"It's true."

"What do you know about when you don't remember? He's the only woman I've got. I'll prove it to you. - Oh, and I'll pay you back the other day in full."

There was no reply from Valt. I just got a little bit of a troublesome laugh back that sounded fun. And the slightest sign soon disappears.

Oscar left the room when he returned Acacia to his sheath.

Valt, who confirmed it from another place far away, takes a deep breath and sinks his body into the chair.

For a man who is the swordsman of Acarsia and king of Falsus, the fifth witch is not a woman without a replacement.

I have had another wife several times without meeting her.

But still, Valt was also well aware that his most obsessive being was Tinasha.

Because once again, he was given the opportunity to challenge.

The army proceeding through the night as possessed found the bright fire of the village in its sight and stopped moving.

What you see is one of the villages in Turdar that is southwest, that is, close to Magdalusia. A general commanding the leading unit communicates the order in a low voice.

"Kill the villagers. Maybe the magicians are mixed up. Don't let one get away with it. Collect the food in the middle of the village."

Soldiers snort. There is no fear there that we are challenging a big country with too many different national powers. The doll-like faceless expression dominated the entire army.

"Let's go."

With a second order, they drive horses silently.

Lucia looked down at it with pleasure from above. But after all this time, she frowned realizing that she could not hear any screams, nor any sword trident.

Immediately a general of the advance unit will contact you via a magician.

"It's deserted! I don't have one kid!

"What...?

The woman stares at the village with her anger rolling eyes.

At that time, suddenly, a white light was created to cover the entire village. Intense light unwittingly covers her eyes.

The light lit up the area for more than a dozen seconds, as if it were noon.

And when it disappeared, the woman toothed that the magic communication that was supposed to have been connected had been interrupted and that she had lost all contact with the magicians in the line.

"How many did it take?

"There are more than a thousand people in all three villages."

Tinasha, the main management, nodded at Renate's report.

When she found out that Magdalusia had suddenly begun to arm herself, she first made a village near her neighbour prepare a trap.

If we sense an army invasion across the border, we immediately evacuate the villagers and activate the configuration where enemy soldiers have broken into the village. The composition, under her guidance, was tensioned by the spiritualists, with two effects: the effect of putting the creatures in range to sleep, and the effect of forcing them to metastasize after a few seconds.

In an attempt to slaughter the irresistible villagers, the Magdalsian soldiers, who dispersed their armies and reached for looting, fell into the midst of Trudar, who was waiting for the village as pseudo-bait.

Renate asks his master.

"What do you do with the soldiers you let transfer?

"I hope the surgery is solved by the time I wake up. Kill me if you want to resist. I'd like to defeat the witch before I can."

With the exception of the witch who is the fan, you can say that most of the other soldiers are victims. If she could afford it, she wanted to free them without hurting them, but if she couldn't, the Queen thought killing them would be unavoidable.

Priority should be given to the people of Turdar. You can't go wrong there. Dressed in pitch-black magic for combat, the queen issues the next command with a chilling look.

Unlike Falsas and others, which are at the heart of the continent and have armies forged by constant rivalry with their external enemies, it is the same with Turdar and Magdalusia who have not experienced war in hundreds of years.

- But Turdar has himself.

Even witches need to know what it means to go to war with a country with magic as its main axis. That's what I've been preparing for today.

Tinasha was also initially thinking of going to Magdalusia alone and getting rid of witches.

But when Oscar stopped her, she turned her mind around.

I didn't go because he stopped me. I wanted to take this wonderful opportunity to make the world aware of the Battle of Turdar, for which I am still the Queen. Carve a heterogeneous force over history so that those who intend to deal with this country do not show up for hundreds of years at least. And at the same time, I wanted to let the Turdar soldiers, the magicians, who are leaving behind, gain experience of war.

For the future of her country, she chose to sacrifice a small country manipulated by witches.

"Now you won't think of stepping into another village.... Is it time for the next one? Please get ready."

Tinasha even gets up as she says.

From the sheath he pulled out the sword that glowed in thin purple, and looked in awe at the queen that went out of the tent confirming it, except for the Spirit.