ng goodbye greeting of emotions that seem so worrying, Swimey flies to the roof. himself followed it and flew to the roof as well.

As he hurries through the slopes of the roof to get out of the premises, Swimey cuts out his thanks as he runs.

"Thank you again, Mr. Lemaire, for your help.... but how did you get here?

"We talked about breaking in after all. I'm here to see it because it sounds interesting."

"... are you chilling"

"I say supervisor. That sounds like a wild horse to me."

"Why did you just say that yourself? It's..."

Swimey with a difficult face and a frightening voice. Is the resentful face much like that because it's unreasonable for more than a decade? What a glimpse of his previous struggles, Lemaire recalls what he has just heard.

"But if you think you've failed, you're amnesiac."

"Yeah, it was a detour. I didn't know this was happening."

"So, what are you going to do now? You can't keep doing this because you don't remember how much, can you? Instead, you've got more worried tones for not remembering, haven't you?

"Yes, but I still thought we'd have to talk. And then there are things that bother me, so I'm going to do some research before I come in here again."

"I think the next time we go in, we're in trouble, right?

When I advise you to threaten me that way, Swimey says there's no such thing as

"Yes, but there are no magicians, and if there are just more guard soldiers, the intrusion won't be so severe."

"Big confidence."

"You can't fail to enter a site where there's no trap or bond."

Suimei, who said he was misguided, added that after that he was "stunned by his dead father".

And going forward, he suddenly changed course on the roof along the way.

"Suimei, you have a street over there, don't you? Shouldn't we head for the river?

"No, it's okay over there."

Though half-hearted by strange confidence-piercing narratives, he descends below the walls following Suimei.

"You don't have security here. And it's kind of dark."

The descent point is a street separated by palace grounds and walls. It shouldn't be a safe area yet, but there's absolutely no sign of people exploring it. On the contrary, it was dark and unusually quiet.

When I was surprised by the unnatural situation, I felt the signs of someone who had faded from the darkness. Without a more developed sense of smell than people, you probably wouldn't have noticed, but who is in the dark right now that you can't detect without getting this close?

The question quickly dissolved itself. Eventually, a girl with an eyelid appears in front of her so that she dissolves out of the darkness of nowhere.

"Liliana. Were you here too?"

"... which one, right?

"Me."

I can't break through what's changed, and then I try to stay a little bit away from Liliana, who's puzzled. Then as soon as you know, you look surprised for a moment and say "Mr. Lemaire".

"So?"

"- Yes. Regardless of success or failure, with the support of Sumei. And yet, Mr. Lemaire, why are you here?

Then, Suimei pinches his mouth with his face in his face.

"I've come to chill out about this one."

"Really? Good day, Mr. Lemaire."

"Oh. I'm sorry."

Touching Liliana's head, which hangs words of labor, Swimey seemed uncomfortable with the flow of the story, dripping like tired.

"No, why are you having such a conversation..."

You won't be surprised, but it was because of her innocence that I discovered what I had done to help. But seeing this man drop his shoulder unreliable makes me feel more comfortable. Is it because of the discrepancy from that creep? I guess Swimey is still destined to be figured out.

Liliana, on the other hand, heard the noise on the property.

"The operation seems to have failed."

"Oh, I don't see much of that."

Swimey drops her shoulders to the fact that she has exposed her pity. Then Liliana tilts her neck lovingly.

"I thought the break-in was a success?

"There was another inconvenience after that. I'll tell you more when I get back."

"Okay. And then the guard soldiers in the outer perimeter are asked to sleep in the darkness made of witchcraft. The gates are also manipulated to prevent opening for the time being. Let's go now."

Is that it? That is twelve Yukie. No, the same goes for his own talent, but it would be a big deal to say the planting of the Lonely Sword General Rogue. I would have complimented you on being a man without a snipe if you were here.

Now, before walking off the street, Suimei looks back towards the palace only once. What a shame. I looked at the shade of night just above the walls as if I could make memories.

"That's a lot of attention. Even if you say you know him, he's just a friend."

"Are you crazy?

"I don't know if you're hard on friendship, but you seem to care a lot. It doesn't look like it's yours, and I'm just curious."

Smell your interest, Swimey tells you with a look that seems complicated.

"Hatsumi is my cousin."

"Are you a relative?

"Oh. It's your mother's sister's daughter. So we've been friends since we were kids."

"I see. I didn't know you were in there. Well, then you'll be worried."

"Yep..."

I don't feel as worthy of being old as I've seen in the clerk's office before, Swimey, who lays his eyes down. The shadow that narrowed his eyes sadly reflected the mercy of an old soldier who had lost his homeland somewhere.

I guess it's not a mistake because of a man who can't go home. But I couldn't help but voice the way I ran out shaking my back hair pull.

"Hey?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you in a hurry to live?

Swimey stops and looks back. And

"It's something I don't even have to ask. In order to protect what you want to protect, if you don't hurry to live, it makes sense to undermine it, right?

"... right. What I did threw a flying stupid question."

So he laughed and went into the darkness where Suimei, Liliana jumped in.