Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

"But it could really happen..."

Suing doesn't change Alan's look.

"You will not believe in Jeremiah in the first place. Prayer complains at meals whilst I bring you here. Apart from what I'm talking about, I've never even talked about dream possession. Even Holy Day prayer is soothing to be with your mother and go to church. So you wouldn't just believe what you saw in your dreams, would you? I only believe in Jeremiah ecclesiasticism to the same extent as you do. If I were you, I would think what I saw in my dreams was different from reality. Believe me, I can't think of anything that would put me in danger."

Alan's words were too true.

Usually I had a very faithless attitude. The people of the Borderline House are not very enthusiastic either, so they were relieved.

"Rather, I am more convinced to be told that you are still connected to Count Patriciere. Then it would be more realistic to try to spread fear among the people of our Borderline House."

You may well doubt it.

But no. I fled to the Queen and Count Patriciere's orders. I just want you to believe that.

But how do I prove I'm not the enemy?

"Please, believe me"

But I'm not smart, so I can't think of a good way to put it.

Alan sighs at me, the only way to shut up.

"You know yourself not to talk about it, Chiara. Well, whatever the source is, it doesn't turn into a disturbing situation. Tell your father you said that..."

I took a breath.

If you say that, I'm sure you won't believe my stories so far.

Then I suspect that what Reggie told me about Luain's movements was also blown into something weird because he was close to me.

That won't protect Reggie.

Neither will Uncle Borderline, he will do any vigilance, and he will be killed.

I didn't know what to do anymore and I screamed wanting to cry.

"Because you won't believe it!? I can't believe we talked about last life!

"Previous life?"

Makes Alan look suspicious.

But Alan already doubts my words. I just thought you were out of your mind any more, and I don't care. That's why I smashed it.

"Yes, in my last life! I had another life before I was born! That's when I remembered that people with the same name and face were living in this world! The castle of Evrard will be occupied by Luain and the kingdom will be invaded! Even if I hadn't run right from school, they would have made me a magician, made me one of the queens, and Alan and the others would have killed me on the battlefield!

Spit it out like a scream and Alan looked stunned.

"What do you say, this one's more ridiculous! I would have thought you were nuts!? That's why I didn't want to tell you!

I couldn't wait any longer to escape the scene. Run down from the castle tower and find a place where you can be alone anyway.

But even above the walls there are sentinels.

Even on the tower, there's a lookout. Naturally, I'm in trouble if I'm not here. Because it's a place to defend the border.

After searching around, I sat in a bush just below the walls of the castle, a short distance from my residence.

I lay my forehead on my standing knee where people aren't coming for now.

Even now regret has pushed me.

If I said that, Alan would be more and more alert to me. Will we have to leave here? But that would break my promise to Reggie.

But even Uncle Borderline might suspect me of being a spy if he heard about Alan. I'm sure I'll even send Reggie a letter with the circumstances, detaining me or maybe banishing me if I have the temper.

I'll give it to you, I guess paying attention to Ruein's trends, which Reggie has managed to guide me so well until now, can be disconnected as necessary because they think it's my gossip language.

That's too dangerous for Reggie and everyone else.

"... from the inside, we have to break it"

I have to go back to Count Patriciere now, marry the Viscount with the intention of throwing my life away, and become a magician.

I can't wait. Princess Tsu says it's okay, but that might be too late.

I inadvertently grip the stone I was raising from my neck from the top of my clothes.

"How could Princess Tsu not give me the right answer?"

I'd like to know how to be a magician now. Then I can convince you in a different way, and even if you don't believe me, I can protect you -.

So I noticed something weird.

"Huh?"

I look down at the stone in my hand.

Stone makes no difference. But when I grip it and close my eyes, I feel something.

Waves spreading from me. I felt it spread everywhere and everywhere and it hit something in the left-diagonal direction on the sieve.

"This is... what?

I can't describe it well because it's not visual, but it kind of feels like a radar device is in my head. And when a wave spreading from me caught me somewhere, I felt my heart move strong.

It hasn't changed anything before, and I have no idea how to use it, but I don't think so, but this is...

"No way, magic?

Even if I don't use it, I've felt an anomaly to wind wolves and sorcerer scumbags before.

That even if it's small, it's similar to that feeling.

"If we go in this direction, maybe we'll find a magician?

When I came up with it, I immediately went back to the private room I had been given as a samurai.

I changed into riding easy clothes and left a short note...... because I may not be able to go back.

Ten or eighty nine will die because it is too much to storm with no power whatsoever. So the letter that I wrote don't look for you because you think you're dead, trembled and became the most dull letter I've ever seen.

Then I pulled the horse out of the stables that I was always allowed to use and rode it. Because you won't be able to catch up no matter how hard you try to look around with your own feet.

The gatekeeper, who was familiar with me, would let me through if I told him it was urgent.

That's how I ran my horse on a path that sank into the darkness of the night.

The night lane is quiet, and through the castle you can only hear the sounds of birds at night.

Sometimes he stops and runs his horse as he checks the direction. But I can't get to it.

Once the horse drinks water on the bank of the river, it leads to a nearby tree.

I tried to sit on the spot to rest myself, but I was so surprised that I could accidentally grab my arm and jump up.

"Hih!

No way!? Because she was just hanging around by herself? Though I thought so.

"It's me, Mr. Chiara"

If you turned your eyes into darkness on your calm voice, it was Mr. Wentworth who stood at your side.

Dark hair and dark colored clothes are all over the darkness, but I can see a slightly burnt face and pale brown eyes in the day.

I was nervous in a different way.

When they hired me, they said they might decide I was a spy if I ran away. I don't suppose you're going to end up like this after you suspect it?

Then Mr. Wentworth sighed.

"Maybe I know you're anxious. I don't suspect it's a getaway. Instead, I'm worried. I thought you ran away from home because you couldn't resist."

"No, so..."

As soon as I find out my worries are worrying, I sit on the spot.

Mr. Wentworth, who was grabbing his arm, panicked.

"Even an injury?

"No, I haven't"

"? Let's go back anyway"

To Mr. Wentworth, who tells me so, I shook my neck to the side.

"... I can't go home. Maybe Alan and Mr. and Mrs. Borderline won't be happy to have me back by now."

A daughter suspected of spying, spitting absurd lies.

Such a person should be better off going somewhere far than coming back. That's why I popped up saying that the only way to get people to believe me anymore is to find a way to be a magician.

Mr. Wentworth thought he was going to ask "why". However,

"We've heard about your conversation with Alan."

"Huh?"

Unexpected words still go on.

"On top of that, I'm telling Master Alan not to inadvertently tell anyone else what's going on. And Chiara convinced me she wasn't the enemy, so I'm fine."

"… how so?

If I heard that story, everyone was supposed to suspect me.

But Mr. Wentworth gave a look like a parent laughing bitterly when she saw a crying child. I'm surprised at the rarity of such a change in his expression.

Then Mr. Wentworth said.

"There's no way I suspect anyone who tried to help their people until they abandoned their maiden shame. There would have been serious injuries as it was. Thank you."

Happy words.

They say thank you, and my eyes are going to be brimming with tears.

But wait a minute.

"Um, Mr. Wentworth. Please, forget about the shame of the maiden..."

Speaking plush at the edge of his eyes, Mr. Wentworth laughs low as he comes. It's a different voice than Reggie, who makes you feel calm somewhere, or Alan, who puts his emotions straight on the table.

"Of course I know. But you're a strange man. I think I did something like a hero running on the battlefield without waving my eyes, and I say something like a girl of my age"

Though they told me that... I don't know how to react.

"No, well, I'm about... I'm an adult now"

I'm sixteen years old. I could only really remember the memory of my previous life until I was fourteen, and when I was older than that, I felt like stepping into the future. Besides, I don't care what age you're married to. So I'm pretty sure you're old enough.

"You did. Oh, what is it that they call you Wentworth and your family name, so please call me Cain," although it was gently flushed by Mr. Wentworth.

That, speaking of which, Mr. Wentworth, is the name Cain? They're all calling it that, and the others are calling it names, so they just say that's the name.

"When I served, there was a man by the same name of Cain. They keep calling me by my family name to distinguish me."

"I see."

If you had the same name, I see you're convinced. Speaking of which, there are multiple people who say it's 'Mr. Alan,' and that will remain the case.

"Then let's go back to the castle, Mr. Chiara. It's not safe to leave the streets, so it's even more dangerous off the streets like here."

"Yes, in that case, I would like to go back. Looks like Alan will keep his mouth shut too...... But let me look for some more."

"Looking?"

To Mr. Wentworth again Cain, I nodded.

"Find the magician."

That's the only way I can think of a way to protect everyone in an imminent war. Even if we can't find him now, it'll take us days to make contact with the magician.

I apologized to Reggie in my heart for looking straight up at Mr. Cain and proclaiming.

... Promise, I'm sorry I couldn't keep you.