Unnamed Memory

A friend I hadn't seen in about a month looked almost the same as the last time I saw him.

His complexion is the same as usual, and it doesn't mean he's injured anywhere.

What you are wearing is an imperial army uniform - just that class chapter had been removed.

Alphas sights and breathes the fact that Kestner did leave the empire.

Kestner noticed where his friend's gaze was pointed and smiled bitterly and corrected his collar.

As he enters the small room, the door tries to close without sound.

Kestner, however, placed a small box in the gap so that the door could also be opened from the inside so that it would not close completely.

On top of that he turns again to the Alphas.

A reunion that I never thought would involve a little awkwardness.

Kestner leans gently as he looks around the narrow punishment chamber.

"Sorry about that."

"What?

"No. I wish I'd taught you right then. I got lost because it's not clear, I should have told you."

I guess that refers to the last time we saw each other. Alphas smiled bitterly and waved.

"It's not your fault. If you're going to tell me anything, I want you to tell me."

If it's true, I'd like to sit in a chair and prepare some tea or liquor, but there's nothing here.

Alphas leaned against the cold wall and showed his friends his hands wide open.

"What happened at Western Base?

"Looks like there were a lot of people who originally gave Lord Radik this way. Some of the aristocrats have been around for a long time... and there's been information out there for people like us."

"Information?"

It's about the key.

That was what Alphas, too, was half expecting.

What I've looked up so far, and the reasoning I've assembled from it, turns my head.

He remembered the nervousness while encouraging ahead of the conversation.

"What's wrong with the Key?

"You're feeling it too, aren't you? You must have seen Lord Radik without a key.

"... seen"

"That's what I mean."

The two face each other. There is one conclusion they have in common. Alphas opened his mouth.

"- There's no such thing as an 'id' on this continent that kills people, is there?

The transition from Bracelet to Key took place for only two years.

The population of the Empire at that time was about fifty and two million. For all that number of people, the transition to Key was remitted.

Certainly some people would have appreciated it because of the competence of those involved in the transition.

But from the Alphas, that just seemed like a "transition that had been prepared in advance for several years".

Research on "ids" related to "keys" is too dangerous, so it has only been carried out in direct research institutes placed in Teito, and the data have not been published.

But at the time of the "Ids", all those who had lost their lives were their own forces that had risen at the time along the imperial border.

If the existence of "Ids" were false, the Empire would have first taken the intruders as its victims, and on top of that it would have made its subjects assume that they would "take them off and die" and embed the Key.

A lifeline that now becomes common sense and no one doubts.

- But can't people really live without the Key?

In Alphas' memory, there was a girl stretching and walking through the restricted area.

"You thought you'd notice on your own. What happened at the time... if you doubt it, it's going too well."

Kestner throws up abominably.

That would be synonymous with "correct answer". Alphas nodded himself with a bitter face.

"I didn't know if the chicken was first or the egg first. How far was it calculated with the neighbouring countries?"

"All of it. The designation of a restricted area is too arbitrary. I decided on the border and then I banned the area. It's like a cage for trapping humans."

"It is also in the calculations, then, that human beings who have exiled from the empire have been accepted by the local people to create a neighbouring country"

"It would really be split rule, not asylum. In fact, the technology of the key, which is supposed to be classified, is all over the place."

"Then..."

Speaking the words that followed, Alphas held his forehead.

I almost had a headache.

The reality is that the world you've been watching was a substitute for deception made as if it were a boxyard.

On his behalf, who pushes silently, Kestner continued.

"When I was in the Bracelet, the Empire had a Solemn Qing. It's not clearly stated, but did it have a function to tell where it is or a bug? But when the key replaced it, Solemn Qing disappeared. I guess I should just kill the guy who seems to have a problem directly. - The key is equipped with that function."

"Poison your body, or something like that?

"Oh. If the key itself breaks or attempts to force it out, the lethal component is released. This is' id ', isn't it? Not at all... not even a joke, is it?

Keys to monitor and kill, not keys to protect people.

If you poke at that truth, you'll see the distortions one after the other.

It was all calculated that the information given to people was badly dictated by their position, and that they took it for granted.

"Alphas. You were surprised when Lord Radik attacked you, weren't you? I was surprised to hear it first, too. But it's strange to be so surprised. - We lost the concept of 'rebellion' at some point."

By class differences, by profession differences, they are limited in scope to be seen and heard.

On top of that, it slowly became controlled to the point of thought. So uncomfortable with the word "Solemn Qing".

Or perhaps what the nobles are behaving with dignity is also the result of calculations.

The antipathy to being ruled is directed first at the nobility and not even to the emperor.

The emperor is conscious as a "natural being" to all of them.

It does not attract deep loyalty or respect, nor is it capable of strong hostility or harmfulness.

It's just "there."

The dissimilarity even seemed creepy, if noticed, to Alphas, who did not have a firm loyalty to the Emperor.

Disgusted by his poor taste in trapping a girl in a birdcage and loving her, the Emperor, however, was only a master to him everywhere.

Once you get the gaze that looks at the boxyard, everything looks distorted and intertwined.

Alphas remembered what the girl at the center of it had said and exhaled thinly.

'- Don't you find it strange that we are managed in this way?

Perhaps she came from outside and saw the falsehood of this empire from the beginning.

Silence falling into the small room.

It was Kestner's voice trying to serve and brighten up the place that wiped it out.

As he stepped aside and clapped his shoulder, he slammed the wall gently with his fist.

"So, what do you say? Why don't you come this way, too?

"You're here to say that."

Alphas laughed bitterly because he remembered when he was invited to "get out of the dorm" during his cadet school days in his friend's mouth.

Kestner naturally nods hard with a face such as

"It sounds silly to say any more. Everyone will change their minds if they find out. I'm getting some info out here, but it looks like the top guys are on the run."

"Oh, I see"

I don't know how far the nobles and the military superiors knew this truth, but even if they were now informed, they would try to stop Radik's rebellion to protect their acquired rights.

Maybe the fruitless interrogation of the past month was also trying to put in an exploration, whether Alphas knew it or not.

When Kestner did his hand on his collar, he opened his neck and showed it.

- - There's already no "key" there. There's just newly patched skin and thin surgical marks.

Alphas just keeps silent on the view he expected.

He looked up at a window with only one and narrowed his eyes to the moonlight he poured. Return to a friend waiting for an answer.

"How did you get here?

"Kind of. I have a handout."

"... I want to talk to that one. Replace me if you can."

Kestner nodded that he would take the demand seriously. Open the door that pinches the little box and leave.

In the meantime the door was opened again, and a man came in.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've seen it. The witch in black smiles and bows her head.

Seeing that floating in the moonlight, Alphas was surprised not least.

"The arms."

"cured"

His left arm, which he should have slashed, is connected back to normal.

Tinasha lifted her white finger, not her prosthetic hand, and moved it to show it.

In Alphas' eyes, some relief emerges, even if the guilt does not disappear.

But that wasn't the only reason he was surprised.

A woman who used to keep the girl's appearance. The girlfriend had turned into an adult of about twenty years before she met her in January.

Long dark hair with white skin. Beauty reminiscent of finished works of art.

The instability created by the appearance and the divergence of the contents disappears, and now she sets herself in the midst of the night as a quiet queen.

Tinasha smiled when she realized that Alphas was surprised by another cause.

"Is that so strange?

"No."

Remember the strange restlessness, he turns away.

That restlessness was mixed with guilt, doubts, and criticism of the commotion, which left him in a state of uncertainty as to what to say.

If I had at least remained a girl, I might have been able to face it from the front a little more - that's what I think, but I feel ridiculous and Alphas shakes off his confusion.

"Does it hurt?

"No, because it's completely back to normal. Never mind."

He swallowed an apology in his mouth with a voice that drew a line somewhere.

Whatever the cause or consequence, the Raider is her, and he just held it back in position.

She silently indicated that there was no muscle to be apologized for, but she also seemed as guilty as he was.

Make sure you overlap Tinasha's laid down gaze, Alphas says nostalgic.

"You... you've known it all since the beginning"

"Yes."

"From the beginning, were you going to overthrow the empire?

Was she meant to be in a birdcage for two years?

An encounter that was intermittently overlapping. Was she always hoping to bring an end to the sometimes dripping, sometimes sharp appearance?

Small windows.

The moonlight that plugs in looks like it's melting into reality somehow.

Tinasha closed her eyes and smiled, shaking her neck left and right.

"It was really different. I just want one thing back..."

"The emperor refused it?

"No. What that guy refused was a deal with me. It's not, it's the only thing that's going to take one thing away from us and give it back -"

At the cleavage of words, I hear a small sigh.

She showed a slight cruise at that moment.

But Tinasha ends up moving her little lips when she looks straight up at Alphas.

"It's the will of this continent."