The structure of the Imperial capital Philus Filia is complex because it was originally built to function as a fortified castle city. Organized by district, the concept of zoning exists, reminiscent of a seemingly neat city, but with its fruits, maze-like alleys and trails everywhere, it is not easy to attack if you do not grasp the structure. Ancient traps, trails built without a house, ancient waterways and dangerous places remain numerous.

It's a troublesome construction, but it's the same thing for people inside as well as outside people. The walls surrounding the city are tall, with one entrance north and one exit south. Night access outside the city is severely restricted, with gendarmes permanently stationed in every compartment, which can even be described as jail-like if you change your view.

And that's for her, too, who was forced to flee endlessly, yes.

- How long has it been since I first wore a black robe deep in my eyes and sneaked out of the sight of the inhabitants of the Imperial capital? Liliana must continue to flee the unsettled city of Filas Filia, day and night, due to the appearance of suspect arrangements. He had unpredictable days, worrying about the rest of his magic, without getting enough rest.

The route must be carefully chosen because it is a maze alley, as mentioned earlier, and it is not acceptable to inadvertently embark on a large and easily understandable path.

Not only are the gendarmes and some members of the military moving around, but even the residents are all talking about her and being vigilant.

If you clear your ears along the street, you'll hear "human weapons were the culprits in the coma," "they're fleeing through the Imperial Capital," "they could burst all over the city," and so on. The robe alone could not hide itself more than was known for its characteristics.

........

Liliana looks up at the cloudy sky as she recounts her past. It's about attacking the nobles after Rogue's leg loss, fighting Swimey Yakagi, and following the words of a tall shadow that night.

... Is that really good? The fear of being caught and the concern that it had not served its purpose led me to shake off the kindness of Swimey Yakagi and escape.

I do have a reason why I have to do it. Remove the threat for your loved ones. But if I could have admitted the sins I had committed on that occasion, abandoned the dark magic, and become friends with him, maybe I could have gone back on the right path, and such dreams come through my brain.

That night, I asked myself to keep using dark magic, and who tried to free me from that path. I was scratched by dark magic for myself, who had always refused, even though there were no more special things like exchanging words. I wonder if there has ever been such a person. Even when the forces of darkness ran wild, they helped me without looking at me and put a relief smile on me.

He was the first person to smile at me. So when I think of the hand that was reached out at that time, the unspeakable rush and the grief of the homeland, which I cannot speak of, tightens my chest.

I was wondering if that was the last time. I wondered if the kindness that could be directed at me was that exact thing.

"Swimey Yakagi......"

I didn't know, I had his name in my mouth. Maybe it was meant to be, hoping for his arrival.

I know that this too late yearning is regrettable. But once again, my wish...

- Fight, Liliana. By doing so, you will be needed.

"Ugh... Ugh..."

One day I hear the words of a tall shadow, blaming my heart with blame. Tell him to fight. If he doesn't, he's got nowhere to be. No one needs it. He said his raw is something that can only make sense by hurting someone. Strong.

And I couldn't shake that voice off. Leaning against the stone walls of the building, squatting (groaning) eventually brings back the shaking mind one day. The admiration and uncut that occupied the chest until earlier had disappeared somewhere.

"I, am... Colonel's, for"

We have to fight, he said. That shadow is right. Because I can never be accepted by anyone with the power of darkness.

Yes, I've been neglected by him since birth. Not only from the people in the village where they lived, but also from their fathers and mothers, who always looked at something different.

And it was the same even when I came to Empire City. Walking anywhere in the city didn't change the gaze of hatred being directed at me.

Then he will, and I'm sure Swimey Yakagi will. Return the palm you stretched out as soon as you were alarmed. 'Cause he's on the move to catch the coma killer.

So I have to fight. To protect just one place: Rogue.

... The tall shadow is still not in contact. He never contacted me after prompting me to flee. Was it truncated? Such a concern passes through the back of my brain, but that's why I couldn't stop anymore.

"- ?"

My shoulders accidentally jumped as I toured my thoughts that way. It's an alarm that frightens people but wears them. Behind you, there's a sign of someone. It's not good to be found. Quickly hide yourself in the shadows.

After a while, there were no voices or signs that could be directed at me. Didn't you find it? Show your fearful face and see what's going on in the place you've been.

Seeing, it wasn't the gendarmerie or the military who were there.

"Father, Mother, let's go!"

What I saw in my eyes was a family of people walking together. A father, a mother and three young boys whose children are still young. To the boy who rushes to walk where he's going, his father says, "Okay, okay," catches up to the boy and holds hands, and his mother sends a gentle gaze from behind at him, "It's dangerous if you don't look right in the front and walk," he said.

It's always a smile on your face. Everyone laughed pleasantly, even in the crisis-pregnant imperial capital.

- It's almost a parade of brave men. Where shall we go today? I do street art on the street. I hear voices like that.

"Hey, hey, Dad, I want some sweets."

"Didn't you just eat at home..."

"I want to eat -"

"Hmmm...... but I don't know"

"Look, don't be too selfish."

"But..."

"I can't help it. Let's find something when we get out on the street."

In his father's words, the boy said, "Yay!" and stretches his hands out one cup to show joy. The mother watching it exhaled in a frightened breath, but never looked uncomfortable.

".................. Tz!

If you noticed, you were on the run. Because the way it was, it was too far from who I am right now. And because I can't wait to.

A pleasant family voice chasing me from behind, disturbs my mind.

As soon as possible, I wanted to get off the spot. Because if not, the natural appearance of the family is likely to evoke something black that nests in me.

He fled unconsciously and was out on the main street when he noticed. Despite the arrangements, it was too inadvertent, but now the peace of mind could be restored.

Exhale a breath of relief. I don't have that family here anymore. The voice of a boy who seems to have fun, the delightful voice of a father whose heart was relieved by it, and the laughter of a mother who watches kindly. It is not audible in the intersection of many footsteps and a wide variety of sounds.

Peace of mind finally returning to my heart. But it didn't last long either.

"- Hey, there's the black robe"

"Huh - ?"

Turning to a harsh voice, several gendarmes stood there.

... Found. Groaning in my heart, one of the captain-like gendarmes walks forward.

"We're on alert in the city. You look like the man you're arranging. Take the hood."

........

"What's up? You're not gonna take it?... No way you!

Failure to obey orders makes the gendarmes creep over, reflexively lagging behind, and the gendarmerie determines that it has escaped or issues a decree to the other gendarmes.

"Get him."

To match the words, a magical calling whistle is sounded. Eventually, from all over the street, the vigilant gendarmes who overheard it gushed with straw. In the middle of the street, we'll be surrounded in no time. The clutter became noisy in the catches that occurred in the earliest days, and the hedges of the gendarmerie, the citizens surrounding it, could be built around themselves.

The gendarmes are hesitant to step in vigilantly with magic. But no matter how long they waited, they saw this one not exercising magic, and they put up their canes and jumped.

Turn it away with a light foot judgment. Magic is not easy to use. There was little magic left, and I couldn't waste it. But as it is, hitters will be limited and they will be poor for action. Thinking about it, the rush heats the body from the inside out. Shit. That's the only word I can get in my head.

Because I was caught in such a thought, I hit the cane pattern that the gendarmerie made me swirl.

"Yikes!

A bouncing clap took off the hood he was wearing. The hidden faces were revealed, and the gendarmes who saw their faces heard a breathtaking sound.

"... still?"

In conjunction with the roaring of the captain, a twirl occurs in the rear visible from the gap between the enclosures of the gendarmerie. All I hear is, "Hey, that's an arranged..." "It's a human weapon..." "It's the killer of the case..." such a fearful voice. The surrounding gendarmes also stare at themselves as if they saw demons and demons.

Seeing it, such a gaze was poured out of every place.

"Ugh..."

... Why do we all always see ourselves like that? With the kind of eyes that look at such a nasty thing. I didn't do anything. I wasn't born with this power because I liked it. You don't want anything like someone's misfortune.

"Hi- ?"

With such a grumpy voice, the human complexion around him changes again. What's the matter, my expression all at once increased my fear. And before I got to the reason why my thoughts would have changed their expression, the answers overflowed from around me.

"What, those eyes..."

"Bye, monster! It's a monster's eye!

A scream that rose to the ground. If you noticed, the eyelid that was hiding your right eye was falling to the ground.

The shock of the cane broke my eyelid. Because of this, various eyes had been revealed that had degenerated with the power of darkness.

I look around reflexively.

Every human being visible if he noticed, lived surprise and fear in his eyes.

- Yes, that's one day, a lot of horror eyes, the same eyes that the people of the village have turned to, trying to neglect themselves as catastrophes. Black emotional eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes...

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Deep in the chest, the trauma of the heart (trauma) that was pushing deep into the memory of the past overflows with weirs. I never wanted to remember that time again. I decided myself to be the source of all human misfortune, that malice.

"Wait!"

"Don't let them get away with it!

I was running. A sharp voice creeps up from behind. Countless footsteps coming after me. He was able to get through the hedge because his right eye was exposed to the crowd and he was able to poke at the void. Jump straight into the alley and run even.

"Ha, ha..."

... I don't even know where I got away with it. In some alley, I can't run anymore, I'm getting my broken breath in order. Apparently, you sprinkled it. No, no, no.

(Someone's still here...)

There were signs behind it. Has anyone in the gendarmerie been chasing you? But contrary to that expectation, the signs were limitless and thin. This skillful exasperation is not a skill that the Gendarmerie can possess.

Turning around, from the shadow of the building, one black shadow was stretching. And the shadow stretches out as it crawls out of the shadow of the building. Eventually, after the shadow was stretched out, it appeared that

- Were you here, Liliana?

"Ha, Colonel...?

He was Rogue Zandaik, his adoptive father and boss. Look at him, his chest gets hot. I was wondering if you'd come looking for yourself not to come back.

But how could he have pulled out the sword that was on his back?

"Liliana, are you ready?

"Huh...?

Confused voices leak out of my mouth. I didn't know why.

"Liliana."

"Wait, please. Readiness, means.. what"

Is that so? What the hell do I need to be prepared for when I'm supposed to welcome you? How can you have such a stuck look when you've come to help yourself? Whether you ask one or two questions, you won't get a response. Just cold, hard footsteps, just getting closer.

"I want to... what..."

"It will be decided. I came to take responsibility for what I had to do. To punish you for your sins."

"No... Colonel, no..."

I wanted to ask you why. Though I have run Rogue to protect those in front of me and have been part of the evil. Yet why should I be punished?

"Colonel! I, for the Colonel!

"I don't want to hear it. If you are also an Imperial soldier, be aware of your responsibilities."

"Yes, no... no... Colonel..."

A white blade that comes to me without a temporary borrowing. The cutting edge falls on me. Will they kill you? My body moved on its own when I thought about it that way.

- I don't want to die.

Such an obsession with raw moves my body. If you noticed, you were sending Rogue's sword.

"... Liliana"

Rogue squeals his name. The look I turned around, I couldn't see it in the shadows. No, I didn't want to see it. Because if even his face had a look that seemed like something different, his mind would have gone crazy.

The slow movement of Rogue's eagle fried (Good Morning) is visible to the eyes.

Also, the light flashed on the blade. After the light stabbing his eyes ahead of his sword, his cuttoe was protruded.

... as it is, will they kill you? Call me Colonel, to my father and the man I admire. To the most important person in the world.

"No... no, no, no, no, no!

"- ?"

Rogue's poke chooses the wall right next to him. With such a gap as an unthinkable thought, he himself, once again, was running out.