Unnamed Memory

The small café east of Imperial Capital was often in a less conspicuous location, often a place for people returning to work to visit for rest.

It's still early in the evening. Most tables with only about two dozen seats are empty.

In the meantime, the three of them, who happened to be overlapping in duty, had not had tea with each other in a long time.

Curtis, who had only one drink of juice, looks up.

"That's right. He's been acting crazy lately."

The words leaked by a friend sitting next to him were spoken in a fluent voice apart from their content.

Alphas, who recognized the statement a beat late, waves with a bitter face because he was distracted by his thoughts.

"It's nothing strange. I'm just a little tired."

"No, it sounds really weird"

"You're both eating wrong."

Alphas was pointed out to Kestner sitting across the street and finally realized he was mistaking the "crazy" subject.

Curtis didn't say anything about how he was doing, he said something else.

To make a mistake, Alphas looked awkward for a moment and asked back, "What's wrong?"

"That's the nobility? No. Military?

"Which one?"

"Hmm. Both? I'm not sure what's at the center of it. It's just crazy."

Alphas and Kestner looked at each other for an explanation that did not get the guidelines.

I even want to ask back what the hell is wrong with that state of affairs, but Curtis is not the person to say this for any reason.

I wonder if there is something wrong with him.

Alphas, who had previously been warned that his life was in danger, put down a cup of tea and asked.

"You're not working together? You think you're rubbing inside again?"

"Maybe it is, but I also feel like it's something different from that again. I'm on purpose, I'm on purpose."

"... I don't know"

If you're just being bothered, I also feel that nobility is always like that.

They are like thatches stretching across the hem of a mountain called the Emperor, constantly reoriented and shaking with the wind blowing.

The three people, who should be familiar with it and used to it again, have a subtle look on their face and think about it.

I played my finger to see if Kestner remembered anything.

Speaking of which, it seems Lord Radik has been returning to the Imperial City for some time.

"Oh. You're a hero on the Northern Front"

Lord Radik - A soldier who is young and doesn't know about him, called a hero, will not exist in this empire.

Three years ago, from a battle station where defeat was almost decided, a man took victory through thoughtful manned troop input and an ambush.

He was said to have been a heretic child of the Duke's family since he was a boy, but in that great victory he seemed to have been bewitched by other nobles, and as the battle came to an end he was flown from the front line to the south hinterland.

The young officers are outraged that a possible commander will not be appreciated correctly, but it seems that he is now returning to the Imperial Capital.

Alphas asked his friend with a little interest.

"There's been a rearrangement? Where can I find you in Imperial City?"

"No, I don't know that far. I just heard rumors."

"Your Majesty the Emperor has been summoned directly to Lord Radik."

The two face each other again to the information added by Curtis, a nobleman.

Does Radhik's return have anything to do with "deliberately"? Sometimes I don't have enough information to get the full picture.

But having said that, Alphas still didn't think it had anything to do with him - he was supposed to face the person in the matter in a strange place.

Even if it's awkward and I don't want to see you, the subpoena doesn't hesitate to come.

First bird cage in about two weeks. Alphas was walking down a surveillance hallway with his face as if he had chewed up a bitter bug.

When I arrived in the small room, the door was completely restored.

I remember a woman knocking through the door of a birdcage that day only for a moment, and he accidentally stopped. Look at the wall with no marks.

- - How long will she stay that way?

A woman who stays in the same place unchanged and keeps looking for something.

How long will it take for her to change? I wonder where you choose to change.

Alphas reminds me of the eyes of a sad woman.

"If you are. If you want to take me outside. '

Birdcage woman. When I take her out of the cage, is there anything that will change?

The door opens in response to a personal code.

A birdcage room with a white impression if you do. Same wall as usual. Same bedroom as usual.

But for one thing, there was something different.

A man standing in front of a woman sitting on a sleeping table and touching her white cheek.

He looked up and saw Alphas.

Alphas, who knew the face, accidentally takes his breath.

"... Lord Radik"

"Do you know me? What's your affiliation and rank?

Lieutenant Colonel Alphas Kreutzer, Sixth Reichsfuhrer.

Radhik nodded with an invincible grin on a name that showed no upset. Tinasha as she sits sees Alphas.

Dark eyes have no temperature.

There was no expression on her beautiful face and she was like a well made doll.

When she glances at Alphas, she returns her gaze to the man in front of her again. Radik's finger with the gloves in place propped up her jaw.

Alphas stands on the spot in a situation that is not easy to grasp.

I've never come across another visitor in a birdcage before. All the time should be adjusted.

And that too, until before he was sent here, though since Alphas was liked by Tinasha, the number of visitors coming here dropped dramatically, she said.

- Then Radhik was called back to be sent to the bird cage?

Grey eyes on dull blonde hair. The face, which combines elegance and audacity, is said to be very popular, from the daughter of a civilian to the lady of nobility.

The forged long body showed that he was an undisputed soldier, the current head of the Duke's family, and gave him a glimpse that he needed considerable skill in manned combat as well as command.

Radik laughs lightly and fixes his own collar.

That was messed up until now, probably because he was showing the Key.

I couldn't guess what the hell was going on between them, from a side like Tinasha's statue.

Radik looks down into her eyes.

"Should I give him a place?

"Either. Anyway, skinny work is a failure already. Even if you deceive the surveillance footage, it will appear in his report."

"Then should I ask you to keep your mouth shut that you saw me?"

"Do as you please."

Tinasha closed her eyes when she quickly abandoned her.

Beautiful birdcage woman. I don't know what you're thinking. She also looks like she's rejecting everything.

When Alphas swallowed his sigh, he turned to Radik and put in a "excuse me" no. On top of that, I'll call her.

"Tinasha"

"Yes."

"What are you thinking?

From Radhik's conversation with her, I guess the two of them were misleading the surveillance by some means. That's where Alphas happened to be.

For what reason is she taking such a risk that she has slapped out all the visitors she doesn't like until now?

Alphas asked as an Imperial soldier, and with frustration that he did not quite understand.

She returns it with a clear voice with her eyes open.

"Alphas, when it's all over - I'm only here to ask you one important thing"

"Important?

"Yeah, so now..."

From there the earlier words disappeared. Tinasha also looks like she dropped her shoulder just a little bit.

Dark hair on thin arms. Radik tangled his fingers up ahead.

A "hero" across a woman who doesn't make it faint demands that she walk away silently to Alphas.

Pressure to make you feel bad. But Alphas obeyed his opponent, whose rank was higher and who also held the title.

Tinasha's voice reaches him as he turns back on his heels thinking about whether or not to make a report.

"You can report it. You don't have to lie."

"Are you okay?"

Wouldn't she be punished for doing that?

She smiles at the question, which smells a little worried.

"I'm a liar originally."

When Alphas disappeared from the birdcage, Radik looked down at the woman on the sleeping table. Speak kindly to a woman who doesn't see herself.

"Is he special to you?

"No."

"I guess you're a liar"

"Right."

Lifted his jaw, which remained supported by his fingers, Tinasha looked up at the man.

Black eyes, which also appear to have no focus, reflect Radik in it.

"The Emperor will know."

"Already known."

"Is the surveillance footage interfering?

"I do, but the emperor knows. That's why I bothered to hit visitors at this hour."

I found Radik less frustrating with the woman who gives it back pale.

It was as if she were just one of the pawns on the board for her, and her gaze just seemed to see the emperor who was not here as her opponent.

A battle that sets the court, and hence the empire. their bad rush.

But maybe it's his fault, too.

Radhik whispers to the emperor's keeper, the psychic.

"I need your help."

"You're saying you don't mind. If you'll do what I want."

"I guess I should just get you out of here"

Tinasha laughs thinly at the man with the grin when there can be no other hope. She paid the man's hand lightly.

"No? Let me decide the key first"

On terms I never thought I would, the man is stunned.

Unexpectedly dust and mustard, she held a beautifully decorated dagger as she inserted her right hand into the bedroom in her rear hand.