Inside the courtroom, Omiriya's room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"So, I'm completely liberated?"

"It should be, but you don't seem to mind."

"No, I just don't know how to express it, get out of the so-called nightmare! Now, the world of ease is at my feet! ”

Omirijie's words trembled, but also contained excitement.

"The outpouring of truth may be understood as frivolous."

"It doesn't matter, the restrained body, I don't know how to breathe, my stagnant mind doesn't know how to spread."

"What about hatred and gentleness?"

"Uh, words like contempt, all reasonable."

"Restrain your enthusiasm for a moment, what about the proud princes?"

I deflect the circular and meaningless greetings, the imprisoned, more worthy of some kind of sentimentality.

"It's not bad to complain in a dark space, is Bell going to visit?"

"Well, even if it's a short exchange of sarcasm, they're looking forward to it, besides, that kind of melancholy look is hard to ignore."

When leaving, the look on his face that was rendered, the disguised indifference, was convulsing, after all, it was a father.

"In addition, since things must always progress, then this rebellion will be taken over by me and recorded outside my story!"

For the first time, the prison attached to the court was overcrowded and visually crowded, but it was quiet and there were no sensory differences.

Interned in the open are mercenaries, well-trained, who can uphold absolute naturalness and, perhaps, a kind of talent, wherever they are.

"No complaints, have they already signed a confession?"

"Well, the sentence of detention is coming, and tomorrow evening I will go to the uncultivated and barren area, where I may be able to be redeemed."

The system of punishment in the country of Cologne may not be severe, and the law is not set to restrain human beings, but to liberate the mind.

"Also, after all, the new land that belongs to it still needs to be decorated."

Walking through the ordinary corridor, it was like hell, and all kinds of sounds were released by merging.

Omiritje did not follow him because of avoiding suspicion.

"Isn't there any special treatment?"

"Bell mean loneliness? That kind of seclusion will increase the frequency of tragedy, so even if it is a curse, it can awaken all of them! ”

The rules of the black world, the prayer-like resurrection.

On the far left, there is Prince Perth, who is carving words on the wall, unaware of the disturbance of outsiders.

"Just put it outside, I'm not going on a hunger strike!"

"Is it used as a transporter? Mastery of new skills! ”

"What a familiar confession, Marquis, are you here?"

Parsons did not stop his work, as if he had completely forgotten all the circumstances.

"Well, you don't seem surprised."

"The expected mockery? It's funny that this kind of contempt can be used on the creator! ”

After stopping to sketch, Perth turned around, his pupils dilated, and there were still traces of defective tears.

"Yes, but it's already happening."

"So, is it a recitation of my iniquity? I'm praying that it's not so stiff, but I can't change it. ”

"No, I'm just visiting in a private name, so it's not going to collapse."

"Yes! Marquis, what date is today? ”

"What do you have on your agenda for December 26th? Or wandering? ”

"It's like a world away, but it's withered, occasionally only one day, but it's a year's experience."

Perth's vicissitudes of life ceased to be vain overnight.

"Awakening? The time of procrastination, the long passage of time. ”

"Well, where's Navas? Has it been assigned to the Frontier? ”

"No, as an important suspect, he is bound to you, no matter what the reason, it can't be separated alone."

"Really? It doesn't sound like it's going to be broken, so what does the Marquis want from me? ”

Perth turned, suggesting a rejection of uncooperation, not so much an inability to accept a slanderous reprimand as an inability to forgive himself.

"I'm not a typical exploiter, so I wanted to do something to raise my profile, and that requires your cooperation."

"Oh? This kind of prayer is not like the fashion of a marquis. ”

"Also, your sentence is over."

At that moment, what the end meant, for Perth, and even for himself, was confused.

"Deceit? No excess value is being provided right now. ”

"No, it's a release, a simple purpose without a purpose."

"It sounds awkward, but it's real."

"Yes, this is life, no one will know if the next second is like a philosophy?"

"Cut, who knows?"

At the end of the corner, there is still residual warmth, which will be a chill of reversal.

"I hear your footsteps from afar, it's hypocritical!"

"Please forgive the innocent boots, it's just executing my mind."

"Hmph, the justification still sounds ridiculous, is it to deal with me? About the unforgivable evil! ”

Vera's frivolous tone, which had not yet awakened from the dream she had created, had turned into a nightmare.

"Probably, don't you want to say something? Even to alleviate the current bad atmosphere. ”

"Why you're always a winner, no matter what the circumstances!"

"Phew, this also bothers me, it's like the traction of some dark force, maybe, this is natural selection!"

"What is the so-called fate? One way or another. ”

"No, fate is not for people to struggle, but it is allowed to be modified, and it is ruined in it!"

"Parable, as witty as it sounds, has the church been disbanded?"

The ideals that Vera cared for, that was his bright hope.

"Not yet, in fact, you should know that in the interpretation of history, they are also victims!"

"Well, the manipulated mind, whatever wisdom it is, is like a passive intake, even if it is rejected."

"In that case, why do you want to cling to it?"

In the gloom of the environment, loneliness has conquered eerie fears.

"Power! Didn't Bell think about it? ”

"What?"

"According to your strength, even if you stand out from the crowd and become a leader, it won't be very difficult!"

Vera stood up and peered at me through the fence, whether it was a flickering evasion.

"Yes, but I've always been a watchdog!"

"So, don't you want to change your fate?"

"No, have you ever heard of guide dogs?"

"The emerging work is like hunting dogs, it is leading the way, but there seems to be no connection between the two."

"The creatures that are raised, whatever they may be, are called the so-called leaders of the outside world, are envied and envied, and at home, they will always be that land, roped, bound!"

Gradually, Vera seemed to understand something, and looked at me in surprise.

"That's right, it's that gentleman, who manipulates all the threads, even if it's disordered, it's his fault!"

"It's me who underestimated him, so is this trap also his deployment?"

"No, it was my plan, but it was completely monitored. In fact, you were a strong competitor, but you wasted it. ”

"Competition? It seems to be far away, is there a winner in this game? ”

"Yes, it's just that his figure is a little blurry!"

I turned around, and the time for the visit was over.

"Where are you going?"

"Where to go, and in addition, to go through the formalities for you."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that your sentence is enough."

Sentence, end? Yes, the end! (To be continued.) )