"Mistress Emilia, Mistress Emilia......"

"Huh?" Breaking free from her contemplation, the girl looked at Garfield in front of her in confusion. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Worried about the other party's belated reaction, Garfield had to cover his forehead and say in a gentle tone that would not appear reproachful: "Well, we have already arrived at the cemetery." ”

"Ah, I'm sorry. Seeing her surroundings clearly, Emilia hurriedly bowed to her distraction, "I just remembered something. ”

"No, no, no, you don't have to apologize. Garfield frowned in annoyance, and finally said, "Please be safe, Mistress Emilia. ”

"Thank you!" Emilia nodded with her long hair in her head, then glanced at her partners, "Ram, Otto, Garfield, Ryuori, thank you!"

The girl's sudden thanks made them a little confused. Before they could ask, the girl who had already turned and walked into the cemetery did not give them such a chance.

The lights in the corridor came on again.

This time, don't extinguish it again. The people who accompanied him prayed in their hearts.

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The green forest was covered in ice, and it was obviously a cold environment, but Emilia in a robe did not feel the slightest cold.

Walking in the familiar path, the humanoid ice sculptures that have been frozen appear in the field of vision like the most outstanding works of art. Emilia walked and called out the names of the ice sculptures.

"Archie", "Hall", "Dolina", "Uncle Lyot"

The girl, who did not stop, finally came to a wooden house. The large area of ice and snow has shaped the wooden house into a country in the snow, the swaying grass still maintains the appearance of stagnating, and the open door has become another world because of the ice and snow.

"Mommy ......" wiped away all her tears, and Emilia looked at the cottage with fascination, "Amy has worked hard, if she really tries harder, she will work harder." Wait, wait, I'll get you out. ”

"I'm sorry for what I'm going to say next. The girl held out her right hand to the front, "But, disappear." She clenched her right hand, "Every day, every day, I will never forget this place, forget the self that has frozen everyone." ”

"I have never forgotten these memories. So, don't try to trap me here in this way. With the girl's right hand, a black crack appeared in the vast blue sky.

The world has collapsed.

"I thought you couldn't make it, but you did well. The woman who appeared out of thin air in the darkness applauded softly, "If you had this will, you wouldn't have come to this point." ”

"What do you mean?" For this woman, Emilia inexplicably felt disgusted, and could only look at each other with a slightly wary gaze, "Who are you?"

"Minerva, it's good if you call me by that name. The blonde woman shook her hand and stroked her single ponytail, "Because of some unscrupulous woman, I am now your trial examiner." If you can show some respect to the examiner, I would be very grateful. ”

"Examiner?" Emilia frowned, she didn't know that there was such a thing as an examiner in the trial, "So, I passed the trial?"

"Of course. You can see the examiner, isn't it always when the students hand in the exam papers?" Minerva shrugged his shoulders, this gesture felt a little familiar, "I don't have a bad habit of patrolling the examination room and supervising students to cheat. ”

"Then ......" the other party's nagging words did not affect Emilia's gradually well-being mood, and her eyes were a little surprised and expectant.

"Don't be cranky, I didn't say the exam was over. Minerva shook her finger in disgust, "There are two more exams like this." If it ends simply like this, wouldn't it tarnish the name of our witch?"

"You're a witch too......" Emilia had to take a step back, she had suffered enough because of this word, and she didn't expect to see the rumored existence in this trial.

"Minerva, the witch of wrath, whatever you like to call me, but I don't mean to talk about the old days. Minerva raised her hand and snapped her fingers, "If you repeat it, it will be boring to say too much." Let's get straight to the next exam, pathetic half-elf. ”

The other party's self-talking attitude is really annoying. Emilia, who didn't have time to ask anything, didn't have time to prepare, and the darkness was replaced by sunlight again.

In the royal capital in early summer, the sun is warm and warm. Emilia stood in the alley, dazed, with a poor beaten young man lying in front of her, and intermittent moans coming from the other's mouth.

And what made her care more was the guy standing behind the young man in the distance. With conspicuous white hair, a very broken figure wearing a white trench coat, only the eyebrows look too handsome under the ordinary facial features, and the eyebrows that have turned from thick to light seem to be flying clouds falling on his face, which makes people forget it just by looking at it.

"I have no intention of disturbing your interrogation. Since the robbers have been driven away by you, I'll go first. Lowering his hands behind his head, the white-haired young man stepped forward.

"Wait!" Emilia shouted involuntarily, for some reason unable to control her tone, "Aren't you their companion?"

Finding a reason for her gaffe, Emilia came up with such words to save the guy who was about to leave.

"I'm sorry, but if you're talking about robbers, I don't know them interested. Shrugging his shoulders casually and shaking his head, the white-haired man smiled lightly and took the steps he had just stopped.

The air was inexplicably quiet, and Emilia watched as the other party walked towards her step by step, the sunlight spilling down from the high rooftop, shining on him from a low position, in the moment when their figures were staggered.

"Wait......" subconsciously stretched out her arm, and when Emilia found out that she had grabbed the other party, the flush on her face involuntarily appeared.

"What's wrong?" the white-haired man frowned, a little confused about the woman's brain circuits.

"Yes...... Yes...... Tell me your name?" asked even though she knew how abrupt she was. She had a feeling that if she let this man walk by like this, she wouldn't run into it again next time.

"Tsk. The white-haired man smashed his tongue quietly, and this reaction naturally did not escape the girl's gaze, "Lan, just call me Lan." ”

"Arashi?"

"Well...... That ......" Lan looked at the girl's arm with a headache, and that hand still hadn't let go of the corner of his clothes, "Okay, are you in trouble?" (To be continued.) )