Unnamed Memory

Sleeping is no different than sleeping.

- That was, however, a clear difference for Tinasha.

An underground room with no windows. Sleeping in the corner of her immediate home base, she finally woke up, unable to withstand the buzzing noise that kept ringing from earlier. Reach out to the communications machine placed on the side table.

A white finger operation showed Radik on a small monitor.

"... what can I do for you?

"It's about the surgery. Is he gonna be okay without you?

"It's okay. Because I teach you how to do it all. Call me if you have a problem."

"Then make sure you can just wake up when you call."

Tinasha breathed as she lifted her tangled hair as the communication was cut leaving words like a throwaway dialogue behind.

I had to remember being angry at what I was told, but it is true that I overslept and tasted bad in an emergency.

She spent a lot of time sitting on the bunk awake. Hold your head down with your hands without wagging.

I have not already dived into the sea of information.

That's over now. That's why she left the birdcage.

Now I merely lay down my resting sleep. That was also something I had said no to Radik from the beginning.

Like when you raid a palace, you have to do something that directly affects a lot of people twice.

The ingredients were already given. The rest depends on the person who cooks it.

Those who transform the world of men thought, though exhausted, that they still had to be men.

The witch keeps drifting halfway into her sleep.

She doesn't move. Just a moving gear in front, waiting for the last time.

And at the end of the day, everything is inside the tale of a strange, deviant heterogeneity of man.

It seems that the decree of passage laid down in the military has not been sufficiently effective, albeit with multiple and complex changes in scope and subject matter.

The story of Radhik's rebellion quickly spread among the officers and the general army, and was whispered by Makoshiya, even from the western base to rumors that many had endorsed him and left the army.

Alphas is stepping on whether it is almost true, most of all, about the latter rumors.

He had a lot of contact with Tinasha and had been interrogated by the upper echelons several times since, but to see their confusion swings, apparently things were moving in an unsavory direction for the Empire.

In the place of interrogation, the days of being squeezed and arbitrarily judged, both unknown and known, give Alphas less spiritual drain.

But repeating it does not always give you a specific punishment.

Alphas secretly traced the records of the Empire back to Keys, though he was flirted with as one of those who had no free access to information.

At night, when he gets home, he first accesses the public database from his home terminal.

And he was trying to extract records and descriptions of the "key" relationship and sort out the history of its research and application.

Of course, information about the inside of the Key is confidential and unavailable through such means.

But sometimes you can see it from outside information. Alphas was grasping the thread from a long record.

It was about three hundred and seventy years ago that Keys began to be embedded in people's bodies.

That was two years after the "id" broke out all over the continent and many of the dead began to emerge, and I would say that the measures were swift at the time.

However, Keys also had the ability to manage individuals from the beginning of their enforcement.

Because there was a predecessor to Keys, and before that, people had been governed for the rest of their lives by the Bracelet.

The difference between Keys and Bracelets is, first and foremost, whether they are embedded in the body or worn from the outside.

Immediately after birth, the Bracelet took the form of wrapping a thin piece of metal around the child's ankle, and as it grew, it was replaced by changing its shape and size. At that time, the appearance of the Bracelet made it possible to estimate the age of the target.

But when it comes to external attachment, it is basically forbidden to remove the "bracelet" without permission, and sometimes it was used for "solemn cleaning".

"- Solemn Qing?"

Alphas, who was exploring the record and found that description, learns to be hooked on words that are not calm.

In today's empire, there is no excessive speech control, and people are not punished for it. At best, there are people murdered by nobles.

But there was once only a small amount of such a thing.

While he was uncomfortable with the matter, he saved the report of the problem on hand without being able to give an answer as to what was wrong.

A history of managerial techniques compiled at the time or by the press - old times and its press does not exist at all.

When Alphas spent about a week looking at the Bracelet, he began to look into the transition to Key.

- And he got to one reasoning.

A corner of a military facility in the Imperial City. There are naturally no windows in that room in the basement.

The thick gray walls create a limp air, with dim lighting clapping at the depressing atmosphere.

There are eight chairs placed in this room that are not even large.

One of them belonged to the inquisitor, in the form of this chair placed in the center of the room surrounded by seven remaining chairs fan-shaped.

From one of the seven chairs, a thorny voice flies.

"Even if Radik ordered you to stop, you would have been His Majesty the Emperor's minister, not his. Are you aware of that?

Words I don't know how many times I've heard them over the past month.

Alphas replied "I understand," to a dislike from the Inquisitor.

Already for the upper ranks of the army, Radhik and Tinasha had conspired beforehand is seen as an untenable fact.

The surveillance footage of the birdcage itself for some reason did not record the sight of the secret conversation, but instead there were several people who said they had seen Radik near it, and they had been stopped from witnessing him while Radik ordered them to do nothing.

Alphas is naturally made to "do that" between his superiors trying to blame him and his superiors trying to shelter, although he did not say so himself. And it is true that he did not report, so he continued to be heavily impeached, even as he felt barren by the prolonged and repeated interrogations.

One of the inquisitors, a magnificent man with a countenance, leaks a laughing breath with his nose.

As usual, after this, I am told a lot more disgust about my relationship with Tinasha, but this day was different.

The man from the aristocracy spoke derisive words to Alphas, who kept his courtesy to his superiors but did not break his attitude somewhere.

"I hear you were a good officer too, but you still can't contend with blood? Your father was a doctor who would perform any surgery with money."

"My father has nothing to do with this petty officer."

The words of denial could not be completely hidden from frustration because they were returned to unexpected rubbing.

Was the man surprised by the strong voice? Strengthen his face. But soon he made a deliberate and serene voice to speak.

"But then again, did that teach you one lesson? If you keep doing the dark behind you, any day is life-threatening. I think it was lucky for us that you realized that before you did."

An eye full of deception that you are doing it from top to bottom, from nobility to civilians, with mercy.

Looking back into his eyes, Alphas opened his mouth. Words slip out the back of my throat that I know I shouldn't say.

"It will certainly also be my father's own fault that my father died. But it was the men who tried to seal the scandal of the nobility that killed his father. - That did teach me a good lesson. I was able to understand very well what kind of person they were."

The irony of knowing that men are also aristocrats was certainly not something to be said on such occasions.

But what lies ahead would not have been the right thing to do.

A younger aristocratic man rises next to a man whose face is darkened and silenced.

He, the Count's nephew, was silently beaten by Alphas as he overcame the interrogation desk. The arm, he pays lightly.

Originally, a move to create a gap and attack the opponent.

The man put on the motion rolled from face to floor like no other.

A moment of contact ends with a heavy sound of a man hitting his desk, and the place becomes noisy at once.

You heard the noise all the way outside, two guards rushed in.

They see the rolling aristocratic man and Alphas looking down on the man chilly and naturally detain Alphas from both sides.

The man holding his nose yelled in a trembling voice.

"Keep that man in jail! Possible traitors!

Alphas didn't even feel comfortable disputing the charges, which he could not say were pointing out the facts. I take my seat myself before I get pulled over and try to leave the interrogation room. Behind that, the old lieutenant general, who had been silent since today's interrogation began, spoke.

"Looks like you've been looking into Keys lately."

To that one word, about half of the inquisitors are stiff.

But Alphas, who was turning his back on them, didn't realize it. I look back only at my neck because I am being held in arms, and I question the Lieutenant General.

"We're just collecting publicly available material. Is there a problem?"

"There's no problem. But you shouldn't act suspected of being a problem. I hope you'll learn about it overnight."

When the conversation is over, in response to the man indicated by hand gesture, the guards take Alphas again.

The end of the inquisition colored with deception and falsehood. Thus he was confined to a "cell" in the basement of the army.

The military and police are different organizations in the Empire.

Because of this, military personnel have not been given the right to arrest, except in cases of natural emergency.

Therefore, the place where Alphas was placed was not a formal "prison", but simply a small room for house arrest used during the punishment of problematic behavior, etc.

There is only one small window near the ceiling, and nothing else.

A small room calculated to inflict mental oppression could never feel comfortable, even though I knew it would be put out tomorrow morning.

There are many things to reflect on and curse, but it is a waste of strength to be angry here.

When Alphas concluded so early, he tried to sit on the floor and sleep.

But an hour after the sun went down, the door was accidentally knocked lightly.

Alphas, who had become unusually acute even as he was on the verge of sleeping, stood up surprised by the sound.

If you're a guard, you don't have to knock on the door. He'll come in without saying anything.

Then is someone visiting? Alphas called out, "Who is it?" while getting fit.

Doors that do not open from within slide open without sound. It was an unexpected person standing there.

"Hey, how you doing?

My friend Kestner, who has been missing since the disturbance that day, said so and showed Alphas a bitter smile.