Unnamed Memory

'But there will be a crisis soon. Betrayal within you, will from afar...'

That's what the fortune-teller girl said then. I guess that was a hit in a way.

The complex will from afar made this place a battlefield. Much smaller than full-scale war, but certainly on the battlefield.

- Then who betrayed you?

The royalty of being in the castle, Millard, Deface, or Tinasha?

Raju looks at the man in front of him without alarm as he lays down his sword.

The man, who looked closer to the beast than man, kicked the ground without a word when he grinned thinly at the boy.

When he first intervened in this plan, Ezr insisted that he "lay the plan down for Millard".

I objected to Tinasha being uncertain when I heard that, but Ezr's trust in Millard is serious and he doesn't turn his opinions on it.

If that's all you have to say, all you have to do is take control of the Balsian soldiers who broke into the fort. Surveillance from his competitor, Rias Momentum, to Millard, is also a tough thing, and you can leave him alone. - - When Tinasha conceded so, she served in a role assigned to herself.

But in the end, that's in the form of an attack on her now. When this happened, it seemed like a failure to concede then.

Or............... still, did Millard try to get rid of her by taking this opportunity?

Tinasha flushes a murderous blow outside with her own long sword.

But the sword waved down with considerable momentum could not deviate completely, and a light paralysis ran on his right hand.

She strengthens her arms with magic, flaunting her abominations.

"Ezr told me to make you stand up for the medal."

"What nonsense. The witches."

Slaughter, not counting how many more rounds it would take, attacked her. Tinasha's slender long sword deflects and flushes it.

Millard's wielding power was strong and fierce.

This may make the sword she has more intolerable, even if she herself is subjected to it.

But this unplanned battle will not last long.

Both of us knew that. Tinasha looks up at the man as he turns his body on the next blow.

"If you're trying to kill me through personal grievances, you can't complain about being killed."

"You think you can kill me? It's up to you to expose the body."

You can no longer see anything in a man's eyes other than intent to kill him. That was evident from the fact that giving the name of Ezr would not show any upset.

Millard has already decided. Killing her. That's why she's being slaughtered for throwing out her position as a commander.

Tinasha remains unattacked by a slight stray and receives another man's sword.

- If you're in a deep mood by now, I should still have let you open that letter.

But I guess such little remorse is just an excuse. Tinasha lets the heavy long sword cut the sky and jump back.

"I'm not telling you not to go crazy on your personal feelings. Because I'm similar. But I don't have much time anymore.... are you ready?

I guess Millard also knows that the woman who keeps sending her sword is not the only one. Like a cold blade, the man gave a fierce thrill to her words.

He sets up his sword as he breathes deeply toward the woman in front of him.

"Stupid question, woman"

"Good bye."

Tinasha pointed the blade at the man.

The arms of her sword are no less pale than those of a martial officer. But it's also certain that there's a top up there. Like the man in front of you, for example.

But even so, Tinasha can't lose. That is not a matter of pride but of fact. She poured her magic into her empty left hand.

They both take swords by personal affection.

It's like an elusive foolishness. sentiment of those who erode into distortion.

But I don't ask for forgiveness. I don't deserve that either.

Tinasha smiles calmly. I blanketed my magical left hand.

There's no shaking. Win or lose. Just a passing point. But it depends on the slight gap that is born.

"Raju?"

Shadows entering corners of sight. Tinasha was distracted for a moment by the appearance of a boy being pushed by a man of two swords. A void arises there.

Millard didn't miss it. Swing your sword down by the terrible speed. The pitch-black eyes opened wide.

"Mr. Tina!

The voice of a man.

I can hear it right next to you.

of a white glowing blade -

"That's why I told you not to leave the room."

Raju wrapped his sword around the edge. Receive with your own sword the long sword of Defas attacking you by a time difference.

That was a far heavier blow than her sword, albeit at a rate much different from Tinasha's. Raju is nearly pushed to stay on his feet.

I can't lose my posture. What it means is synonymous with death. But the boy was gradually starting to be pushed by the difference in power in an attack that he wouldn't even give him while attacking. The man smiles terribly as he waves his sword toward Raju in a different move than he did during the audition.

"It's a shame to let you die now. Tell me you've changed your mind."

"Unfortunately"

A dagger draws an arc and rests on Raju's right hand.

The boy jumped back when he realized it was aimed at his wrist, not his sword. Deface packs the distance with silent feet.

"Normally the first one in action gets harder. But you weren't upset when you killed your enemy."

Raju took the slaughter of the long sword in the belly of the sword.

But Deface gently twists his sword as it is. The sword tip of the entangled Raju was deflected outward. A dagger penetrates at an arrowy speed with an empty chest hanging. The boy kicked it up with his feet.

"Your talent belongs to nature. It's a shame to kill. Put it over here."

I couldn't afford to be answering. Raju, nearly disfigured, puts his left hand on the ground.

The boy exhaled when he barely took the two blades that crossed from overhead and attacked him with a long sword.

"Wouldn't you rather have a captain over here? I'll introduce you to the cat."

"You say the same thing."

Pushing the sword back, Raju kicks the ground and rises. Tension and exaltation intertwined and ran up my spine.

A sword much stronger than Tinasha's. But instead, Deface has no magic.

Then there must be room to win. Raju tells himself that.

If you can't win now, it won't make sense that you've come this far. If you can't bring down anyone who tries to kill her with this hand.

Raju plays the sword that continues to follow him with a long sword. When he met a man like a raptor, he was amused.

"Raju, I'm sorry."

The man's, left hand holding the dagger moves.

The boy who had just played the long sword with his sword had a slight delay in his reaction.

Still, he jumps sideways by half instinct. A dagger, thrown at the skin of his right arm, plundered away.

Shallow wounds. Sewing blood. But the moment Raju tried to appease him, from there it runs like an unknown paralysis. The finger holding the sword loosened by will.

The sword of Defas is struck from above without allowing between.

The most intense slaughter ever.

The sword slammed the weapon off the boy's hand without hesitation. When a man quickly kicks that sword far away, he looks down at his men until a few minutes ago.

"You're out of hand. I didn't know you were wary of poison when you broke through my main business."

"poison, is it"

"It's an immediate paralytic. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep you alive later...... it's the last time, kid"

Deface shook up his sword. Steel reflects light dull.

Hands without weapons. It's right there. End.

Will she cry if she dies here?

Shall his name be called to his body?

- I don't even have to think about it.

Raju raises his right hand. The palms are unusually hot. There's something there.

Shake off a roundabout paralysis. I grabbed something in my hand. Swing it with a sword. Swing it.

Double blades shining like mirrors. It rejects every law. Outside, inside, everything.

I don't have a voice. There's no sound. Only the sword that just appeared in my hand draws the trajectory.

The touch of metal.

The man's sword was scattered as if it were vitreous. Raju doesn't respond to stunned eyes.

And when he raised his sword in a soul-stained motion - he shook it down toward his eye-catching enemy.

A body that lays low on the ground and doesn't move.

Raju looked down untouched at the gradual spread of blood stains from beneath its body. Transfer your gaze to the long sword held in your right hand.

I was strangely familiar with the sword I first saw where it appeared from. He looks back in excitement at the spirit of vanishing.

Only Tinasha now stood alone where she had confronted Millard until just now.

She is grabbing the collar of a man, not a sword, in her right hand. Is the man Moreau out of his outfit?

It's probably Millard who's falling in front of you. She stared at Millard, unmoved with a rare, gloomy look.

"Tinasha"

Calling her first name, she looks up. I moved my gaze and stared at him.

Tinasha smiles like a flower.

An irreplaceable smile. But I don't smell flowers now. The blood odor entered through his nasal cavity and invaded his head.

"Tinasha"

Calling her name again, she let go of the hand that was grabbing Moreau. Instead, wave gently towards Raju.

Just a beautiful smile, as if bleached. That looked unrealistic in my dreams.

Tinasha is, but as usual, he doesn't rush over to him. Instead, I looked back behind my back just to see if someone had called me.

And look at him again.

Dark eyes seemed a little lonely for some reason.

When she closes her eyes and smiles just at her mouth, she gently opens her arms. It disappeared from the spot as it was without any foretaste.

"Tinasha?"

'I'm not leaving the country,' I wonder what she thought when she said it so many times.

Taking care of him alone. She must have really wanted to take him out. From fortifications in countries where there may be war, etc.

But he refused to do so. And she couldn't change that decision.

I can't even force him to. The conclusion she came to - is to buy time.

Between years and decades when he was a people of this country, she chose to make this country "last".

Ambulatory magicians run as the bodies of enemy soldiers pile up.

I heard someone calling someone from afar in the wind.

Raju looks around. There, there's no one he's looking for. I don't see him anywhere. He looks up at Castle Fort by himself.

Balsian raids that leave indissoluble.

But Ezr, a soldier, increased his voice to cut this off, and a few months later he left his rival, Rias, to take the throne as the ruler of a substantial country. His internal affairs skills, which were thought to be talented only in the military, were brilliant, and diplomacy stood skillfully around each other, so Mensan would avoid further warfare for the next thirty years.

Few people in the court know the name of a woman who had advised on the methods of governance beside Ezr and had ruled out political opponents by means of surrounding information manipulation.

It's just that she was secretly feared as a "shadow princess".

Tinasha disappeared from the fort.

Millard, who was attacked by her magic, apparently lost his memory of the past year or so, although his injuries had healed. Soon he was sent back to the castle capital, where he was to leave the army to rest.

Also, Maureau was gone from the fort late. Having to inherit the house, he said he was to return to the castle capital to work as a civilian in the castle.

Who knows if he can work properly in the castle?

Raju's room, which was a four-man room, became a three-man room after losing Defas.

Raju was interrogated for killing Deface, but was immediately questioned about the pressure from above.

There is no little black cat on the pillow where he sleeps at night. I don't even feel any sign of her.

Tinasha finally never came back to the fort.