Is she serious?

No, she was serious.

Just by looking at the girl's fiery eyes, he could understand.

Richard's fingers, which had been tapping lightly on the tabletop, stopped abruptly.

Miss Real Name made a "Wow" sound of surprise in surprise. Expressionless, she floated cross-legged in the void, letting out a small cheer that only Richard could hear.

Richard took a deep breath, glad he hadn't lost his temper because of this.

"It's really a surprise...... IMHO, our relationship is not even called an 'acquaintance'. Miss Miller, you're almost out of the Tower, and I haven't had time to say a word to you, have I? ”

"Not really."

Sycody shook her head. She pressed her hand lightly to her chest.

"You saved my life."

“……”

"At the time of the Tower attack, 'you' was already the 'you' now, right?"

Richard hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Definitely. But is it just because of a hero who saved the beauty once? ”

"Of course not, it's just an opportunity."

The corners of the girl's rosy lips turned up slightly, revealing a pleasant smile.

"Even if it hadn't been for that, I would have been grateful and respectful to you from the beginning...... It's me who woke up too late. ”

"Where do you start?"

"As you may already know, it was the former Rasputin Nowikh who orchestrated the plot to force me to leave my hometown and take refuge in the Magic Tower. In order to obtain the blood of the crown family, he did very cruel things to me and my family, and it was he who single-handedly brewed the tragedy that happened to me......"

Despite the unusually heavy topic, the smile on Sycodi's face did not diminish in the slightest.

"And you took his place, and that also meant avenging me—didn't you?"

…… That's right.

Although Richard, as a person who inherited the legacy of "Raspuchin", it is difficult to evaluate this person's life, but from the perspective of normal social morality, the past Rasputin Norwegian goods ...... Basically a complete scumbag; Or rather, he's a very orthodox Wizard of the Black Tower.

He who chose the path of a single husband has no object of trust, and everyone is a pawn that can be used in his eyes; Cold-blooded, ruthless, vile and vicious, in pursuit of status and power, the dark wizard gradually lost his humanity over a long period of time.

"I don't think the death of Raspuchin has anything to do with you."

"But it's true that he doesn't exist in this world anymore, right?"

After receiving a silent response, Sykodi smiled even more.

"For me, that's enough. From the moment I learned about it, I was finally able to completely abandon the past and choose my own life. So, I am so grateful to you for making this difference to me. ”

Richard's brow, which had been tightly locked, finally unconsciously relaxed at this time.

This is no different from the reason why Poeti used to look at Rasputin differently. Although she was in a state of unknowingness at that time - the other party chose the right emotion by mistake.

"And on top of that, your help to Willett Edward. You are credited with saving my best friend from a desperate situation and regaining her status as the Chief Student, and for having lost everything for Willy, who once lost everything, to once again establish herself on the Tower as a representative of the Witches. ”

Poeti did not shy away from her heart-wrenching compliments.

"Willie must be very happy now, because she has found a way to realize the value of life. Seeing her rejoicing, I, as a friend, am naturally happy for her. ”

"My lord, although we have not had a long and deep communication with each other, the above is more than enough—it is enough to make a profound change in my feelings, and even if I don't have the opportunity to express my gratitude, I am destined to remember you for the rest of my life......"

"So, can you tell me your name?"

Seeing that the other party was so persistent, Richard felt that it was difficult for him to refuse.

Now this so-called name is just a code name, which he took at will, and he has been with Richard for only a year.

Although he was determined to follow through on the name, it was not a secret worth guarding against.

"Richard Don Abraham, this is my name."

Poetic blinked, and after a half-ring, a slight sigh erupted between the girl's wet lips.

“…… Really. ”

"You've heard of that name?"

"yes, I probably can't remember the past. But now ......"

The witch ran her long fingers through her silky sideburns and tapped the corners of her eyes.

"Lord Richard, do you see these eyes? As long as something happened on this tower, it will all be reflected on it now, without exception. ”

Then she tapped her temple again.

Moreover, every word and image in them will be firmly imprinted in the depths of my mind. Even if you want to, you can't forget it. ”

…… Is it. Is this what Poeti Miller is capable of now?

"It's not so much a talent as a burden."

The witch sighed softly as if she had seen through her thoughts.

"At the beginning of these eyes, all the information around me, the jumble of useful and useless regularities, all flooded into my mind, and it was enough to break my mind, split my mind, and drive a sober wizard completely insane......"

"Luckily, I got through it. Now I've mastered the 'on' and 'off' techniques. So, don't worry, I'll only grab some of the necessary memories and information from the past 'time', and I won't snoop on your privacy and secrets. ”

"All I saw was Rasputin bringing a young man up to the tower, and that was the only trophy he had found in an ancient ruin......"

"Interestingly, it's near the abandoned mines of the Ancient Empire that I've been to, and I'm afraid it's part of the 'ruins'."

Richard did not respond, remaining silent.

Although the other party's words were sincere, he would not give up his doubts because of this.

This is called 'empty talk', right? After all, her eyes grew on the witch herself, and what she wanted to see was simply not something that anyone else could stop.

Of course, if it's just "observation" and not "interference", it doesn't matter much......

While Richard was still thinking, the witch's soft, slightly mournful words never stopped.

"I know, Lord Richard, that you're still suspicious of me. I can understand that if it were me, I would have made the same judgment. What's more, you are in a dangerous position like a volcanic crater about to erupt. ”

Silky stood up.

"I don't have any solution to this, although I would love to change all this, but the affection and trust between people need to be cultivated little by little in the long time of companionship together."

The witch walked unhurriedly, around the table, and crept over to Richard's side.

The empty hall reverberated with the sound of high heels colliding with the floor.

"Yes, I'm well aware of that. However, it is very unfortunate that now I ...... There is no time left. ”

The silver-haired witch and the black-robed wizard finally got close enough to touch and rub against each other with the movement of their arms.

Richard looked at the pretty face that was close at hand, and there was only one thought left in his heart:

- What does she want to do?