Unnamed Memory

"Ohhhh...... I lost again!

Tinasha sprinkled the bills she had on the table. He knocks down the pawn and sticks it up.

The man who was the opponent is throating and laughing face to face.

What the two of them are interested in is the play of nobility competing for tactics using cards and pawns.

It's an ancient game, where you pick battlefields and positions from a few, and you use your hand tags and pawns to compete with soldiers. During Oscar's break the two of them started playing this game, and after three fights the witch had been defeated all three times.

"I was pretty strong about this..."

"Right. I've got a pretty tight one."

"Ugh..."

I've played against my friends witches, some royal nobles, and generals before, but I've never won this far. This would already be a clear difference in strength. It's not just a game, it's a direct link to talent on the battlefield.

Tinasha sighed as she cleared the pawn. Oscar stands up as he wraps his hand around it.

"Is it this time already? I have to get back to work. The loser will make us some tea."

"If I win, will you make me tea?

"If you don't have to guarantee the flavor, I'll brew it."

Tinasha tongued at the man's words, probably never having brewed tea or anything. I start brewing myself when I receive a set of tea utensils from a woman official.

She shrugged her shoulders when she went back to her desk and saw the contractor heading to the paperwork.

"You're actually a disturbing talent."

"Really? Rough times are troublesome."

"I have the power to attract people and I have the ability to stand on top. Conquest and rule excel in talent, and if it was a disturbance, you would have been a champion. Don't you have that kind of ambition or something? Is that still possible?

"Trouble."

The next king of one of the continent's finest nations replied concisely to the witch's, in a sense, words of temptation.

He looks up at the ceiling with his cheek cane.

"You can do it if you want to play. If you attack another country, there are dead people, and even if you extend your territory to jail, it may later be a sprout of contention. It'll be enough as it is now."

"You're right, but you're not greedy."

"We don't know what to add or subtract. People take care of us."

Tinasha thought she would give up on herself if she knew that much, but didn't say it to her mouth.

He doesn't think he's any trouble himself, so they're extra bad. Or for him, is this proposal part of a play that is not tied to contention?

But Oscar seemed to think of something completely different from her to sneer at.

"You, have you ever been through a dark period?

"I do. I don't know the early days."

The Dark Age, also known as the Dark Age, was about a thousand to three hundred years ago, when the continent was in conflict. Many of the nations now in existence were born in it and managed to survive, and several times as many of them disappeared in the war.

Falsus is an old country among the five powers, with a calendar of just over five hundred years, but its actual origins go back more than two hundred years. Naturally, Oscar, who studied the history of his country, also had knowledge of the dark period.

Times colored by betrayal and war.

Perhaps she was born in the middle of it and has survived.

He looks up at the witch who offered him a cup of hot air on his desk.

"Good luck with that."

"Suddenly what?"

"Somehow"

Tinasha swelled her cheeks in surprise, but she rehearsed it or once she bent her lips.

Oscar, who was glancing through the documents Lazar had brought, stopped to find out what had changed to one of them. I call a witch spreading her magic book on the desk in the office.

"Tinasha"

"What is it?

"Let's go check this out"

"Say no."

Tinasha glanced at it, taking the documents she had been offered while responding promptly.

In a small village in northeastern Farsas, it seems that nine more cases continue to occur in which villagers become dry corpses when they go missing. The witch nodded small in a plea requesting an investigation of the cause.

"Okay. I'm coming."

"Don't go alone. I'm coming too."

"No. Wait."

Okay, let's do it.

"I really don't listen to people!

Tinasha turned off the magic book when she rang her finger.

Taking that white hand, Oscar leaves the office more and more laughing.

At first, she was a witch who followed her on a small run, but eventually she became a pain in the ass or she was drawn as she floated in the universe.

When Tinasha eventually made her move after being pushed by a contractor, she rode the Nark to the Northeast Forest together.

Apparently he liked this dragon, and the dragon that he shouldn't be used to people is even less than full. Sitting on its back, the witch waves a glimmer with a deep sigh.

"Totally... if you want to play with women, take your lover with you."

"I told you I wasn't there."

"Liar."

Oscar grinned bitterly at the chilling words.

Whatever they say, I can't help it because they've seen my mistress once.

After returning from the Warcraft Crusade, his relationship with all his players is liquidated. As soon as she asked me to marry her, I told her that she had just hammered her indifference.

"By and large, you have a side room, and you're not getting married in the first place, so you didn't have to liquidate it, did you?

"No, that's enough. I don't feel like spending time with other women."

"Freak."

I don't even have any smudges.

Oscar changed the subject because he seemed to have bad minutes.

"With that said, you, the searcher, don't you have to help?

"Fine. I'm not the kind of person who comes up on the surface."

Tinasha, after all, did not ask for Falsus' cooperation about the man he had been looking for. Only half a month after becoming his guardian, he lives relaxed in the castle.

Still seems to use it somewhere from time to time and release demons, so I guess I didn't give up. Oscar still cares and listens to the man who will always monopolize her heart.

"What the hell is that thing of yours?

"Fiancée"

While I was surprised by the concise answer, I wondered, oh, I knew, why.

He stared at the woman smiling with her dark eyes down. Ask toward the unshakeable spirit.

"You, you said nobody ever loved you, right?

"Come on...... I forgot"

I look forward to Tinasha's beautiful appearance, which I am not willing to answer seriously.

He doesn't know what emotions there are. I can't imagine.

The dragon slowly begins to descend. The village of destination was beginning to be visible under my eyes.

"Anyway, let's just go home"

With that said, Tinasha is leading the way in the woods.

Even though I said I was leading, I was walking in the air, but when I asked why, I came back saying, "I have resistance to treading the herb". I asked him if it was okay for him to step on it, and he seemed resistant to rejecting it, too, to care that much.

When we get to the square where we can take the herb that most of the victims were headed, she goes straight into the back. He then looked around the fuselage and pointed a little further away as he raised his face.

"Isn't that it? Here."

"... what, that"

When I look at those who say, there is some giant crawl in the shadow of the tree. A white grasshopper resembling Suzuran grew astonishingly near it.

- It's an eye-catching flower. But I don't care what you think, it's suspicious.

The witch waved troublesome.

"Then you blow it. Do you mind?

"Well, fine. Please."

She nodded with permission. The configuration runs through the space.

The next moment the crawl burst like a bag with too much air. I smell unpleasant around.

Tinasha sealed her poisonous temper as she tied the line when she tongued. It narrows the range as it is and sublimates it inside.

"I wonder if it's like this..."

"Are we done here? You're too handy."

"Wouldn't you like to get stuck?"

"I'm running out of time and I'm gonna go play somewhere."

"I'm not going!

The two of them repeated irreplaceable rewards, but the witch inadvertently shrugged her body. Oscar looks at it in surprise.

"What's wrong with you?

"Yes, no..."

"- Oh, there's a rare human being, isn't there?

There's a new woman's voice coming from overhead. Tinasha accidentally covered her face with one hand. "That's why I wanted to go home early......" he mutters.

In Oscar's sight as he rounded his eyes and looked up into the air, the woman of gorgeous beauty, the closed forest witch, was laughing with pleasure.

The witch, who named her Lucrezia, served me tea treats when she invited two people to her house. Tea is brewed by Tinasha for some reason.

The owner of the house nodded as he seriously quantified the Oscars from top to bottom.

"Did Tinasha finally have a man, too? Aren't you a good man?

"You say you're not, and you don't listen to people either!

"I don't care. I don't think he's a protector."

"It's a hassle to protect."

The entire body of Oscar is surrounded by a protective kingdom of magic deactivation.

Some things are unprotected, such as poison and psychic magic, but a magical sniper like the one I received before is no longer possible. The connection with the strongest witch cannot be penetrated without bringing her down.

The man on the subject of the two witches takes the cup of tea served by Tinasha.

Lucrezia took an interesting glance at him while helping Tinasha out with the sugar.

"Akersian swordsman hey... why are you so connected to the Pharsus royal family?

"I'd like to hear it from you. I was wondering if I could relocate the tower."

"Like, beside the tairi? You must be admired by that country."

"I want you to leave me alone..."

Tinasha finally takes her seat. As Oscar stroked the witch's head sitting next to her, she narrowed her eyes like a cat. Look as if Lucrezia has spooked it.

She watched the two of them for a while, but asked Oscar with her amber eyes brilliant.

"So, what about you? A contract is just protection?

"No. In the middle of proposing"

"Oh, yeah, yeah."

"Don't say anything extra!

Tinasha barked in her face with the desire to just go home.

It sucks that even though it's a pain in the ass for just one of us, we'll both be together. I had a bad feeling when I first realized there had been an incident in a village near this forest, a development I wanted to avoid most nevertheless.

Tinasha stood up when she drank her tea. Pull Oscar's hand.

"Look, I'm leaving now!

"You just got here."

"I'm exhausted enough!

Lucrezia had him transfer a new little plate on hand when Oscar was about to rise to Tinasha, who pulled so hard. She offers it to Tinasha.

"I haven't seen you in ten years. Eat a new one."

The white plate is lined with a large square grilled confectionery.

Tinasha, uhh, solidified, but stretched her fingers to pick one if she lost the temptation. Put it in your mouth. I chewed carefully and let my beautiful face down like a girl.

"Delicious..."

Suddenly the luxurious limb collapsed, whining softly. Oscar rushes to take it. When I make sure, the woman in my arm is already unconscious.

"Tinasha!?

"Hahaha. Got caught again."

He stares at the woman laughing at the pieces and the laughter.

"What did you do!

"It's just a sleeping pill. I still want to talk to you, but I'm going home or something. Never mind, it's the usual. Oh... put me to bed because the back is the bedroom."

To the witch who said so and pointed to the door behind her, Oscar had his eyes open for a while to explore.

But I made sure she had no hostility, and when I found out Tinasha was just asleep, I did exactly as I was told.

While a friend was asleep with sleeping pills, Lucrezia had been taught the general story so far by Oscar.

By the time all the witches who were laughing all the time about what was funny are strangely upbeat. Oscar turned his gaze at the smile.

"And yet, again, do you always serve pills?

"About once every fifty years. Normal magic pills don't work on that kid, but mine is special."

"So don't talk to me again often... I don't know."

"It's imprinted. She's vulnerable to the treats I make. And when I first met her, I was so flexible."

"We've known each other for a long time?

"Ever since she was a kid who had just become a witch."

Oscar glances.

Did Tinasha become a witch when she was a child?

When we met, he already said he stopped growing in that way, so I thought he was young, but it's actually shocking to hear. Once Tinasha looked back on the old days, "There were only two people who allowed their minds back then," but maybe one of them is this witch. I guess he's like a sister, like a bad friend.

Lucrezia put on her cheek cane and exhaled a long, non-sighing breath.

"You're the swordsman of Acacia... since Legius. I was expecting a lot from him at first."

"What do you expect?"

"Can you change that kid? Until then, it was hard to get down the tower for a long time."

The Pharsus royal family is told that his great-grandfather, the king, fell in love with Tinasha and wished him to stay in the castle until his death.

But in the end the contract was rewritten along the way. Tinasha sealed the beast and returned to the tower in six months.

Is Lucrezia reflecting on the time or is she drifting her amber eyes into the hollow?

"Well Regius was too swine rushing... you seem to be able to do a little better. - By the way, why would you want her? Face or power?

Oscar glanced at the content, which also sounded like a throw. Wave and deny.

"Neither. I think it's beautiful. That guy is funny by the time his impressions change. But you wouldn't let people in on the core, would you? I think I can live with more laughter but I don't have any body. Aren't you living a lost life? So I was a little concerned. I'm in a lot of trouble now."

The closed forest witch looked back at the man as if he had been taken aback. I shrug my shoulders slightly and exaggerated.

"What, did you ask that kid about the old days?

"I heard you were looking for people. She's my fiancée?

"That's all? Hmm. Do you think you should take a good look? Until now, the man who wants her has been either a man who wants power, who's been fooled by his face, or a worshipper like Legius."

Lucrezia had squared sugar with red painted nails.

Shards poked with a light bursting sound scatter and descend upon other squares of sugar with brilliance in the light.

The witch who watched it indifferently pounded her hands when the sugar powder stopped moving.

"Yeah, it's not okay. I'll back you up."

"Thanks for that."

"Then kill him if he shakes you."

"............ what?

I look at the witch face to face wondering if she heard wrong, but she smiles the same as she did. When he saw the undisputed abyss of the witch in his eyes, Oscar glared for a moment.

"What are you talking about..."

"What? It means exactly what it means. We've been looking for you for 400 years, haven't we? I have a lot of paranoia. You can't even give up on yourself."

Tinasha did say that if I could give up, it was time for me to die.

How much despair has kept you alive as you push to kill.

Draw instead a curtain of mighty power and will that she cannot draw by herself, says her friend the witch.

"That's what I think it means to have you fight, isn't it? Now that you know you're an appreciable human being, you've let yourself be empowered enough to kill. She must be tired too."

That's what a woman says about knowing her since she was a kid. Same witch.

Then I guess what she says also has a Tinasha side.

Oscar looked to Lucrezia with his shooting eyes, but he waved a worn over the witch who would receive it back flat. Carrying tea into your mouth that has cooled down by the way.

"I got stronger with the intention of helping him. Not to kill."

"Sometimes death saves people."

"I won't kill you. Yell at me, pull me back, but I'll turn you forward."

"I'm strong. But it's cruel."

Lucrezia looked like she laughed with her nose. But as soon as I stop laughing, I get up. She looked down at the man and raised her lips lusciously.

"Then do your best not to have to kill me? Shall I give you some ecstasy?

"Not necessary"

"There's a technique in my dream that I can do whatever I want with her."

"That's kind of funny."

"What are you talking about!!

The back door opens rampantly with the screams.

The brunette witch standing there was actually good enough to try to grab Oscar's shoulder when she came back with an unrestrained foothold. Breathe deeply with your shoulders.

"Or your body is weak... you did it"

"You woke up earlier than I thought. I'll use it as a reference for my next formula."

"I don't need it next time! Look, I'm leaving now."

Oscar stood up as he nodded bitterly. Surely it would be time for the tide. Trying to pull her hand, Tinasha holds it up as it is when she curls.

Lucrezia threw a small sweet wrap at a friend.

"There's nothing in this. A souvenir, please."

"... thank you"

"Well, be happy."

"What is that greeting?

Oscar laughed out loud at the angry witch, leaving behind the house in the woods.

On his way home on the back of the dragon, Tinasha still hangs on to Oscar's lap, wondering if his meds are missing. He looked down at the woman who was about to fall asleep if he lost his mind. Squeeze as you avoid the hair on your face.

"I'm not going to kill you."

"I don't even want to die yet."

"Come on. Why don't you give up and get married?

"Say no."

Oscar moved his face closer toward the witch who would return it without hesitation.

Capture the little jaw with your fingers. She didn't resist just having her dark eyes enlarged for a moment.

Mouth just gently fit lips together. But the feeling was as compelling as that which should not be touched. He remembers the illusion as if it would always impress him.

The witch who opened her eyes smiled bitterly close.

"To me, you're nothing like a five-year-old."

"... you tell me..."

It's a painful blow inside.

Oscar managed to get depressed.

There is still a long way to go.

But there's plenty of time.

Believe that sooner or later you can take that distance next door, he takes the witch's hand.

To give you the thought of 400 years of solitude and equivalence.