Unnamed Memory

The facades of Falsus, who watched the island from aboard, could not say anything about the picturesque sight.

As the ocean rips and the pillars of the underwater formation are revealed, I want to laugh through stunners, such as a diagram of fifty military ships floating in the air.

And shortly after all those ships were swallowed up by the transfer gate - the Mediterranean formation was destroyed by a magical blow.

"Wow," the heavy ministers cheered flatly. In the center of it, Oscar abominably curses the woman who was leaping.

"That exploding ball......! I'll turn you upside down later..."

"Is that the queen after all..."

To someone grumbling, Doan grumbled, "There's no one else you can do that," he said. Oscar hits his tongue.

"That blonde woman is right. Even if I change my face, I can tell by looking at my eyes. Did you manipulate him into the Acates... I knew I should have killed that man"

I don't see a single figure at sea already. I guess I just left after an errand.

Oscar ordered the ship back to port when he sighed.

The torn sea returns quietly.

Only the high waves that occasionally hit the ship in that aftermath were silently telling us that Crucia had left.

Kozlos roared, similarly watching the sight from the fort's window.

In front of another window a little further away, Renate and Ayle have a flat conversation.

"Well, aren't you superior? 'Cause I don't know what that guy is more than overwhelming force, but something scary seems to work better."

"You wouldn't think to come back just like that."

Renate is the only person in the Pharsus who knew this story from the beginning. Instead, he was circulating information on the negotiations to Tinasha and getting information from Tinasha about Krussia. An act that can also be regarded as treachery to Oscar, but his husband was originally Tinasha. No matter what they criticize me for, it doesn't hurt or itch.

"Mira's out and she's about to destroy her own country."

"Is that... and then sometimes I just help Akates and put him on the throne"

"Yeah. You wouldn't be here for the time being if a king who is not comfortable with Falsus took office. Okay, I'm going home. Good luck."

"Good luck"

Lennart leaves the hall for ex-post processing when the spirits who had been handed out to the fort disappeared as escorts just in case. He bowed his head in disdain because he was so different from Stacia, who was rushing in to hear the anomaly.

Stasia runs over to the side of the Father King and supports his body.

"Father, you're safe!

"Oh, oh..."

Kozlos seemed to finally return to me when he saw his daughter's face. Shake the calluses with a deep sigh.

"Stacia......"

"What is it?

"You, why don't you come home to Tarviga...? I know it's hard to go home because it happened five years ago. You can't forgive me. But in a country with such a monstrous presence, are you okay? You can live here in peace."

Stacia was stuck in reply to my father's words.

A little off, but he does guide his daughter.

Five years ago, we broke up without eyes. But now he's staring straight at his daughter.

Worrying, reaching eyes. Looking into his father's eyes, Stacia felt the bitterness he kept holding, gradually dissolving. Enjoy the hot stuff that goes up in your chest.

"No, we are doing you well enough.... but when Your Highness grows up... do you mind if I return to this country again? Father."

Kozlos looks back at his mother with very similar colored eyes. As it was, he grinned bitterly at the end of the day as he had trouble expressing himself.

"Come back anytime. This is your country."

Stacia smiles as she holds down her moisturizing eyes.

I'm glad she followed me... and that's when she thought sincerely.

Because of his last unpleasant memories, Oscar left the ex-post processing to his subordinates, and he returned to Falsus first.

Of all the men panicking to a sudden end, only one Renate had already prepared things such as the unconfiguration under arrangement and the circulation to the Navy. For some reason, I even made a status report for my own country.

You kept your mouth shut, Oscar thought bitterly, but he wouldn't say it. Instead, I order him to take charge of the processing.

Five years ago, I firmly decided not to expose Tinasha's power to other countries.

But this time, in the end, her heterogeneous powers and ploys cursed Acates.

As the people living on this continent admire the presence of witches, so will Crucia avoid its presence in the future. Oscar doesn't know if her actions are a manifestation of her awareness that she is no longer queen, so she will behave as she pleases. I also felt like she was telling me to use myself better, but she wouldn't necessarily be honest with me just because I asked her to do it in the future. I don't remember. She's more and more distracting before.

Returning to Falsus, Fistria greeted Oscar with Will.

As he strokes the head of his full-faced smiling daughter, he realizes that Fistria is wearing an unusual necklace.

Exquisite decorations made of scraped like thin red stone. If you look closely, Will also wears a rough decorative belt. Oscar tilted his neck at a design he had never seen.

"What's wrong with that?"

"This? My mother said it was a souvenir from a country across the ocean. It's made of you."

"... well. Good for you."

"Yeah!"

Unaware that my father had begun to wrap up swordswallowing air, Fistria nodded with a smile.