I took a big deep breath to make sure that my will was carried out without needing to put my hand over my heart and reaffirm it.
　The words you choose for your upcoming plea are an emanation that cannot be prepared like studying for an exam.

　Honestly, I am certain that I am in a position to be bound by a reality that I will not accept even then.

　A light knock sounded and Felinella visited Viziest's study at home. Permission to enter the room was granted and the door was opened.

'Father, how are you feeling?'
'Oh, it's nothing serious. It opened up the wound a little bit, but it's much better now.

　A pure white bandage was wrapped around his waist as he put his shirt on, but it was wrapped much thicker than before, perhaps for the second time.

''If you're too reckless, you'll cause the healing magicians to bother you again. Or rather, I think you should be scolded for it,

　Felinella doesn't know what caused Vizayst's wound to open. Ars has been too uptight to try to kill Morweld, but that's something she doesn't need to know.
　He tries to be strong enough not to worry her, but things are more imminent than his wounds. It will be even busier once Cicernias and Beric return.

　As the Governor's right hand man, Viziest himself was prepared to have to move.
　In that sense, he went home once to tell them that he would not be returning for a few days.

　For a single call, he had only recently nearly died. I wasn't sure I would survive this time either. That's probably why he wanted to see his beloved wife and daughter in person.
　However, it's always when Felinella visits the study like this, when she comes to beg for something. Perhaps it was because of something like that recently that Vizayst could detect a subtle change in her expression.

　He wondered how many years he'd watched her grow up and supported her more closely than anyone else.
　So, instead of trying to prompt him, he decided to sit back and wait for him to speak up. I resisted the ominous urge to leave the room as soon as possible. I'm sure growing up is something that both pleases and unsettles my parents at the same time.

　Then you should take a stand and face it head on. You can't help but feel a little awkward with your hands on the buttons of your shirt.

　As if to break the silence, Felinella let out a determined voice, "Father........

''Hmm?　What's wrong, Felinella?

　That's exactly what Vizayst was thinking: "You've arrived! This was the case.

'I have a favor to ask of you today,'

　Ferrinella, who corrects her posture, shows an ostentatiousness that sets her apart as a daughter.
　So she doesn't pretend to be in love with him, but asks in a calm voice.

'Say it.'
'Yes father, would it be possible for me to accompany you?
..........

　He had expected it so thinly that he had to dismiss it immediately, even without thinking. But at the sight of the extraordinary expression on his face, Viziest swallowed his loud voice and cleared his throat.
　This kind of thing was very similar to his wife.
　So --.

　-- I guess it's genetic. It's the one thing that doesn't stick around.

　Hence, with his own caged past, Vizayst is uncomfortable. Come to think of it, my wife was also quite reckless.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time in the world.

　He has become the prisoner of his wife, and he has no idea what love is.
　And admonishing his daughter for her reckless behavior may also be love.

　Ars's position right now is very perilous. I know that, so I can't stay or stand still.
　I didn't understand that feeling.

　However, saying "I will definitely clear your doubts" may not have much effect.
　Still, as a father of one, Vizayst could not allow it.

'No!　I don't think it's going to happen this time either. I don't ask you to give up on Ars. I'm asking you to let me take care of him. He's still a fool's errand boy, even for me.

　Gently, I put my hand on Felinella's shoulder.
　I'm sure it was to remind myself. After all, she is my daughter, I can tell.
　It's the first time I've ever seen her look like this.

You have to listen to me for once, Felinella.

　Her fragile, narrowed eyes looked wistfully at the thick hand on her shoulder. It was a look of affection for her respectful father and at the same time a consideration for her scarred body.

　Felinella gently takes his hand and wraps it in both of hers.
　There is a labored gentleness, and yet........a powerful will.

'Father, I have always wished to be strong, and I have never failed in my efforts.
..........

　Having watched from the side, Viziest nodded widely inwardly.

　--Ah, I know. I'm so proud of you. So much so that it doesn't even hurt to put it in your eyes.

'Father, please don't deprive me of the opportunity to do my best. I don't want to do anything but regret it. I want to be a daughter that your father can admire. Please do not allow me to blame me.

　Visaisto felt a twinge of pain in his chest. Parental separation is always abrupt. Whenever a child's growth is felt, it always exceeds expectations.
　But where in the world are parents willing to send their daughters off to war?

　No, in a world like this one, would that be considered heresy too...it can't be. It's the first emotion I notice when I have a daughter.

''Anything is fine. Chores, anything.........''
Yeah, okay.

　As a matter of fact, Viziest's troops, or rather the mages who can use them, are so few and far between that they could use a cat's hand. I guess I've lost sight of the good and bad of the decision, as I'm the one who allows it for such a non-excusable reason.
　Then it's all about results.

But you will be my assistant. You understand.
"--!　Thank you, father!
"Whoa!

　Here was a parent who was ever so sweet to my daughter as she hugged me. It's not as light as words, nor is it as complicated as determination.
　It's just that my daughter, who I thought was a child, has grown up a bit.

　Visayst let out a sigh, fed up with the arm around his waist and himself.

'I wonder who on earth she looks like.

　It's obvious. I'm sure this kind of stubbornness and single-mindedness is for my wife and........
　'That's all right,' assures Ferinella, who puts a hand over her mouth with a comb.

'It's only your father who's there now.
Yeah, right.

　After this, Vizayst repeated his words of persuasion to his wife. He swore that he would protect her and promised her that they would return safely.

　Once again, he did not reverse his decision, but he frowned slightly at the practical anomaly. Most importantly, the success rate of the mission would increase since Felinella was capable of detecting it as well as him. With mixed feelings, there was one definite determination within Vizaisto.


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　A few hours after the bizarre talks, heads of state are probably gathering their troops in secret and preparing to mobilize. By now, the heads of state are probably gathering their forces in secret and preparing to mobilize. To eliminate the weary Arus or Krama.

　It's the same with Cicernia. But it is ostensible, and in fact there are other things to do. How to exonerate Ars from his suspicions.
　But even on that, Cisernia had gotten one thing right. In that sense, that ridiculous hearing was meaningful.

　No one was scared and scared and unintentionally defensive. The only thing they see in the eyes of those who have lost sight of their true nature is the elimination of the treasonous Ars.
　However, if Rusalka leaked the information, the situation would have changed, but right now, it's a waste of time to skip that much thought and speculate. That said, I felt like I held information that was too close to the core to ignore.

　More than anything else, my cheeks almost twitch at the reality that Ars's unspoken words of "it depends on the time" have become such an abhorrent prediction of the future. But at the same time, it brings serious information to Cicernias who are anticipating the future.

　It means that Ars had a general idea about the information that Rusalka held.

　That's why Sisernia felt the need to make contact with him, even though she was reluctant to do so. You can't replace a backbone.

　--and for that reason, it's still bad to come up empty-handed.

　There must be mutual benefits for both parties when it comes to information sharing and co-fighting. For starters, Rusalka certainly doesn't think Ars is the culprit.
　If that is the case, it is likely that the other side will contact him, but that atmosphere seems to suggest that he is acting on his own.
　So it's hard to believe that they will contact him. Either way, Cisernia had to keep track of the information Rusalka held.

　In terms of clearing Ars's suspicions, he had to recover it without leaving a single thing behind.

　In order to get that information out, Cicernias prepared to tell Lynne, who was sitting on the gohja platform, "You must continue to head to the palace.

'You will continue on your way to the palace.
Yes, sir.

　This, of course, included Beric. He would have to dismount from the middle of the road and pack up at headquarters. However, Cisernia would not allow him to do so.
　Incidentally, Letty was running alongside with the troops in front of the transition gate for an escort.

''Lynne, I'm going to have an important talk with you now.
Yes, sir.

　Immediately after returning that, Lynne washes her surroundings with her magic eye. She closes the small window as well when I tell her it's safe to do so.

''Beric, you didn't notice that too?''
...the history of Ars?

　Yes, Beric had sensed something strange about Cicernia from that point on. But it was only suspicious because she didn't utter a word afterwards when she needed to.

'Yes, I was an idiot too. No, I didn't even question it.
'This is my fault. I should have at least confided in Lady Cicerunia.
There's no point in saying that now. But it's not all bad. In fact, I'm quite grateful for the opportunity.
What do you mean?
Beric, have you ever been in the Earlzeit family treasury?

　Such rumors are prevalent in some quarters. That a dizzying amount of wealth lies in the basement.
　But Beric knew about its existence. Naturally, she didn't know where it was, but it was because she had no small amount of money to spend on policy.

　Beric shook his head, "No. I had a passing memory of the layout of the vast palace, so I had expected it to be in the basement, probably in the basement.

'Well, I'll have to tell you all about it. You'll have to be prepared to take it all the way to your grave.
I have no objection to that, as I don't have many years to live.

　Beric cleared his throat to meet the true eyes of the true approaching eyes head on. After all this time, if that was the extent of it, there was no need to hesitate about anything.

　And then Cisernia speaks up. It's the first time she's ever said it out loud. It is a secret that she would prefer to keep dark if possible.
　Cicernia was aware that even that was no longer possible.

　If she had taken the policy of eliminating Ars at that time, the outcome would have been different. The sins that the Arseit family carried could continue to remain like this without disturbing their deep sleep far underground.
　But Cisernia was ready for it. The limits of continued concealment and the limits of reality.

　She was incapable of demonstrating the decisions that would affect the course of humanity. No, it would be the same with her father, the previous generation. None of them had been able to do anything about it.

　The first words that came out of his mouth at will were.

''The reason for the attenuation of Babel's efficacy is...''