He too was in a position to kill or be killed. The man standing before me was one of them. He told me about the heirloom jewels, the jewels inherited from the master, and how to manage the basement.Īs he was telling me all the things I didn't yet know, I realized even as a child. You should be able to take care of yourself."Įven though he said such things, I guess he was still worried. I'll let you decide what to do after that. "Put the Association in your debt by the time you mature. I guess you could say I was sad that I couldn't tell him any of them. I had practiced telling jokes a lot, in hope that I could bring a smile to his grave face. If I'd known then that it was our final moment together, I would have made him laugh with my best jokes. The man patting my head nods once, lets go, and stands up. I answer the deep voice with a polite "yes". So to be more accurate, he's grabbing my head and mashing it around.Īfter all, that's the first time he's ever patted my head. I guess he doesn't know how much strength to use. No, the other two paths are not named 'Stay' and 'Night'.Ī tall man with a deep-featured face, who to my knowledge has never told a joke, is patting my head. The blue outfit symbolizing her sways in the wind.
I'm sure I'll remember this scene vividly even when I've gone to hell. The moonlight still lights up the darkness.Īs if following the knight's example, the shed again falls silent. It's just that the knight is beautiful enough to turn it into a charming sound like a bell.įrom this time forward, my sword shall be with you and your fate shall be with me. The armor she is wearing is not beautiful at all and as unrefined as the cold night. No, the sound before me is heavier than steel.
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