Unnamed Memory

The grounds of the mansion overlooking the sky are vast.

Kuan tells the witch next door, wary of standing in the air with nothing.

"You're not breaking in with a metastasis?

"I can't jump if I don't know the destination coordinates. Exactly. I can't move into the basement of my first mansion, either. Let's break in normally."

That's what Tinasha says. Seriously, he tests the mansion. A while later I gave him a small building with well-shaped nails on the back.

"Perhaps that detachment is the back entrance to the basement used by the servant."

"How do you know that?

"Because the size of the building on the ground part is not commensurate with the size or number of luggage being carried in. Let's go inside from there, in anticipation of people's slices."

As the witch says so, the two descend slowly. Tinasha asked Kuan as she did it.

"Still, can you entrust it to me? A witch."

"To me, the witch is the benefactor who gave me life. It has nothing to do with the world's reputation."

"Not all witches are as witches as you know. Lavinia is sweet."

"Lavinia?"

Tinasha laughs bitterly when Kuan hears back to his unfamiliar name.

"It's the name of the silent witch. Oh, please don't tell Oscar. He has a little connection to her."

Kuan nods silently at the nail prick about Prince Falsus, the king who is acting differently. I'm not going to tell anyone more than I did. It's what I've always wanted to hear. What kind of person is the witch who helped herself?

"After all, is she a kind person"

"It's sweet. It's tough, though. She's the only one in the witch who had a family. The last time I saw you, I took great care of your young daughter. It was a long time ago."

The ground approaches. Kuan became anxious to see if he could be blamed, but seeing as Tinasha didn't seem to care, he must have magically taken care of it.

The two of them, who stepped down into the backyard, start walking towards the cabin.

Tinasha said looking ahead.

"So don't trust the witch. Lavinia is special."

She said so and smiled bitterly, "Don't tell Oscar," again.

Daiki, the brother of the deceased twins, was invited to this mansion as a magician.

It was a much better paying job, and instead it was confidential.

But when I opened the lid, Dake couldn't stand its contents. To be exact, he escaped the ugliness. Still, I guess he kept his dignity as a human being just trying to seal his memory in a crystal and entrust it to someone.

The last thing Quan remembers about him is that he trembles and can't move from his hiding place. Reminiscent of childhood. Only Kuan had no choice but to move out of there... and soon the chaser told me that Dake was dead.

I've been feeling left behind by my brother ever since I became this body.

But in the end, I put down my daike and now I'm alone.

If at that time I had been forced to pull the hand of my immobile brother, would something have changed?

With invisible magic, he enters the building, and as he descends the stairs used by his servants, Kuan looks at his hands still.

"I didn't want to waste Dake's death. But I didn't know what to do."

"I can't do anything about it. The opponent is a man of power. Enough is enough when they get away to Farsus."

"I was just lucky to see you."

They were caught in the castle capital and had a good chance of ending it. Compared to that, we got the help of a witch, and now it's the result of going over the top. Tinasha does, but shakes her clothes on it.

"If you were able to get to the castle capital of Falsus, it would reach that man. Because that guy's a trump card that's going to cover everything up. It's not luck, it's inevitable."

Who is the man who makes the witch say that? Because I'm royal, I feel there's an unexplained trust there just to say.

But Kuan didn't ask. Because I've seen an end in the dim staircase that I've folded back over and over again. He whispers to the witch.

"Dake's story says there's a cell next to the cooking area. Guests are behaved like 'cooks' on one of those higher levels."

"Cooking, is it? That's a sloppy way of saying it."

"Women who become ingredients are precious, so magicians are cured. Still can't live long."

"I knew you wanted to kill everyone and end it."

As I say, Tinasha opens the door that is at stake.

As soon as possible, it was the strong smell that leaked out. Kuan unwittingly holds back his mouth.

But even though we have invisible magic, we can't leave the door open. Tinasha grabs his hand and pulls it inside and closes the door.

As soon as he entered the stinking stone aisle, Kuan noticed a shadow coming from the other side.

A servant man with a dirty big plate. I get nauseous just thinking about what was on that plate.

The witch gently pressed Kuan against the wall even though he didn't see him. Tinasha faces the approaching man while he braces himself and hits the wall.

And she - played her finger lightly.

The air changes.

The invisible camouflage is solved and the beautiful figure is exposed to ugly air.

A servant man shouted at her when he suddenly appeared.

"Oh, my God, you..."

Before you speak any more, the witch's thin feet arc.

A supple waving heel kicked the man's jaw from the side.

Looking down at the man who collapses like a thread has been broken, Tinasha opens her mouth.

"Truth is, cannibalism has existed since the Dark Ages. It's an end to indigenous religion, and it's about getting close to mystery by intercourse and cannibalism. It must be a doctrine produced by those who thought they could gain something from being one with others -"

A witch's thin foot steps on a dirty plate and crushes it.

"- People are lonely no matter what they scratch."