Late at night, not everyone can sleep peacefully.

It's a temporary building—even if it's temporary, but it's still made pure white, to accentuate what the Holy See has always felt – holy, pure, and radiant.

It's still pitch black.

The room was empty, with only one person sitting in the corner.

Setanein, the man who actually controlled the Holy See, appeared through a mirror, holding a glass of wine in his hand, the liquid of which was a little cloudy in the mirror's changing image.

None of them spoke until a man walked in.

It was a man with his eyes closed.

"See...... Hubert. Sensing his arrival, Setin said in a quiet tone.

"Well, Black Gun. Hubert replied, "Duchy of Ansendil—but not Eddard." ”

"Ed won't touch a black gun. Setin smiled, "You probably don't know how Chebman died...... I've already reminded him, that way...... Even Ed wouldn't use it lightly. ”

Ed ...... Are you hiding?" Hubert frowned.

"He? He cares a lot about his short life now, otherwise, I'm afraid he won't see the girl he likes again when he opens his eyes. Setin stared at the wine in his hand and shook it.

He ...... How would you make such a choice?" the voice in the corner came out softly, as if the man would disappear into the world in the next moment.

It's like a ghost in the world. Unreal, exists, exists at both ends, but there is no real sense on either side.

"You can take advantage of this opportunity to kill him. Hubert frowned, "Where is he?"

"Nobody knows. "It's like Kelton's castle, which has been wiped out of all traces overnight." ”

"That one...... A victim of magic?" the erratic voice sounded, "I remember that Willnton had done that and found that there seemed to be something left there, closely linked to the source. ”

"That's not the point. Hubert interrupted the voice, and he turned his head and seemed to "look" at Setin to make sure he didn't have any special emotions before saying, "Christie is in control of the Black Gun Army, you go and get rid of her." ”

“…… I will. The voice paused, "Anyway...... I came here for her. ”

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In the castle called Kelton, most of the people were asleep, except for a few who were on night watch.

There were a few exceptions—in a corner, the young man looked at the girl who was sleeping beside him—and his eyes were still open.

The girl grabbed his hand, as if she was worried about him leaving.

Fitney, a woman who was seen by others as being good at calmness, had surpassed Mrs. Gabriel in some evaluations at this time.

But at this time, there was a faint trace of worry in her sleeping face, which was no different from usual—this was why she kept holding Eddard's hand and was unwilling to let go.

What is she worried about?

Ed could sense her concern, but—he couldn't say anything concrete, not that he didn't know, but, he didn't dare to know.

"Keldon......" he said softly, like some kind of sigh.

In my ears, there seemed to be a sigh.

Ed squinted, and when he listened closely, he could only feel the sound of the wind in his ears, the breathing of others as they fell asleep.

Is that...... What the.

Ed didn't doubt his feelings, and the sound made him feel a little uneasy.

He carefully discerned where the voice had appeared, and the rumors he had heard flashed through his head.

Ed let go of Fitney's hand and tried to stand up, but his body stiffened.

Fitney's arms were wrapped around his waist, and although he was sleeping in a daze, it seemed that he subconsciously did not let him leave.

Ed had a feeling that he couldn't move forward.

"Ed......" until Fitney whispered—she still didn't open her eyes, but she frowned.

Is it a nightmare......

He...... There is no way to do it......

……

"Alas......" Ed sighed softly, leaned down, took the girl in his arms, patted her on the back, and comforted her.

The girl in her arms blushed slightly, and unconsciously leaned towards his chest again.

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Falte, even late at night, was still alive with the city, and the rescuers moved around, stopping for a long time to check on one of the wounded.

The cause of today's fighting was a provocation by the Holy See, but until now, it seems that neither side has been pleased.

Robert walked a little hastily, but still steadfastly, past the men—he still had wounds on his body.

"What the hell are those papal seekers trying to do?!" he came to the command room and unceremoniously slammed his helmet on the table, his voice cold and heavy.

"Use the night to catch us all?"

"It's so strange that there aren't that many of them, and it seems that they're just trying to provoke us. ”

"But they also paid the price. ”

"Take care of our situation first......"

"Enough. Robert interrupted their discussion, "Casualties - and keeping an eye on the Holy See, they sent a magician at the end. ”

There were also magicians in the Kingdom of Luther.

But......

Such speculation is merely speculation, and the way the Holy See fights has always been a passive factor for the Kingdom.

The meeting was soon over, and they did not know what else they could do except keep an eye on the Holy See.

"Christie, I heard you almost got hurt today?" Christie was also a participant in the meeting, but she didn't seem very good, and when the meeting was over, she heard some inquiries.

"Nothing. Christie said, simply avoiding their words.

Then she walked out of the command room.

Saw Coriford.

"It's you today, ...... Helis," Christie saw him, changed her very indifferent attitude just now, and walked towards him.

She couldn't stop Christie at the time, and it was the man who solved the matter.

Corifo was just looking at the sky, when he turned his head at her words.

"Helis ......," Coriford said softly.

"I thank you so much...... She shouldn't have been so impulsive. Christie frowned secretly.

"She's looking for something, if she doesn't stop it in time......"

"Please don't talk to anyone else about her and this. Here's the request. Christie gritted her teeth.

Corifo looked at her—Christie wasn't a good begger, and her expression looked a little awkward.

For friends? But ......

"I see. Corifo said, turning to leave, "Be careful." ”

"Huh?" Christie was stunned.

"If there is no black gun, it will be easier for the people of the Holy See to approach here. Corifor's voice grew farther and farther away, "If they're really just here to find out...... Think about what enemies you have. ”