"You... Can't remember it all? ”

The blood-colored moonlight fell into the window, reflecting on Enola's face. She turned her head sideways to look at the devastated ruins outside, and the smoke of gunpowder slowly rising from the castle walls was still in the air, and the outer city was in chaos.

Humanity has temporarily defeated the army of the undead, but their homeland has also suffered the devastation of strife, the dead will not return, and the living can only continue to live and remember the dead.

It's so comfortable......

It was so comfortable that it was so comfortable to establish a living area outside the castle, and it was exposed to the undefended field without the protection of the city walls, like a surprise attack by the demon army on this day, which would come sooner or later. In the past few decades, demons have been entrenched in their lairs and rarely appear on a large scale, I wonder if there are gods in the dark who have blessed this piece of peace?

Today, however, the scars of war have taught humanity that decades of comfort are mere phantoms, and that the fortified fortress castle on the border of power is a joke to build settlements around it.

Today's demons have shattered the comfort of human beings and incidentally settled them in the illusion of the status quo...... The settlements they built were completely in ruins.

“…… Teacher? ”

Seeing Enola sitting on a chair and looking out the window, without saying a word for a long time, Camilo was more concerned about Enola's mental state after all, and he couldn't help but recall Enola's thoughts.

Rather than why Enola suddenly showed a power that has never been recorded in Esalas' history, it is clear that Camillo really cares about Enola's health and life. From the moment he met Enola a week ago, Camilo sensed her alienation from herself, not Enola's cold, indifferent nature, but a real alienation from strangers.

Enola, looking back, her clear eyes moved from Camilo's face to his right hand.

That hand, at this moment, is still holding a silver-white sword body inlaid with golden lines, the sword body is more than one meter three long, and the reverse blade is wide and bladeless. The cold light of the front blade flickered, and it was a single-edged weapon that resembled a sword.

Camillo, who seemed to have just come back to his senses, suddenly realized that he was standing in front of Enola with a sword and talking to her, wasn't it like he was going to cut off the frame of her speech......

In fact, this fearless sword master, even if his courage is doubled, he will not dare to cut Inora, this has nothing to do with the problem of guts, but under the grace of nurturing, the grace of teaching, and the grace of saving lives, Camilo will not hurt her in principle.

"Uh......" is a bit of a frustration. Camillo couldn't wait to shake off the heavy sword in his right hand, and threw it into the corner of the wall as if it had been practiced countless times, this dazzling and heavy weapon was very clever when it was against the wall, Camillo said with a little embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm used to holding a sword, and I always pick up the 'flare' unconsciously." ”

This single-edged heavy sword, called Flare, has long been part of Camero's hands and feet.

At this point, Camillo is not talking nonsense, why he can stand out among thousands of people, and he is extraordinary in swordsmanship and thus won the title of Sword Saint. You can feel it with him day and night and with the sword. Sometimes Camillo, who was taking a walk, didn't know when he held the sword in his hand.

often ran around with a sword unconsciously, frightened a bunch of passers-by, and thought that he was going to cut people with a sword. As a result, Camillo himself did not realize that he had a sword in his hand......

Don't mention this black history about Camero.

"Good weapons, good sword intent, you are sharp when you pick up the sword, and you are no different from mortals when you put down the sword." Enola paid extra attention. When the Shining Light Sword flew out of Camillo's hand, it floated with gentle force to the corner of the wall. Enola's eyes furrowed, and her gaze shifted from Camillo's right hand back to his face: "You are a swordsman of similar strength to me. It's just that it's too immature, and it's sometimes not a good thing to be sharp. ”

Somehow, although Enola has no memory of Camilo's image, she can't help but want to reprimand a few words when she sees this cramped and somewhat inexplicably nervous face. Words like "immature" are not suitable for saying to a person who has never met, and this kind of words can provoke a fight between two strong men at any time.

At least after his amnesia, Camilo was a man he had never met with Enola. But when Enola said this kind of reprimanding of the junior, her voice was smooth and smooth, and Camilo, who had been taught a lesson of "too tender", kept his head down and did not say a word.

The blood-colored moonlight reflected outside the window pulled out two long shadows from the two people who were sitting and standing.

"Two heroes, aren't you here to cheer you on?"

A polite civil official walked in at the door of the side hall, he made a meticulous chest salute, with a smile on his face, and said without humility or arrogance: "The lord and the guests are waiting for the two to arrive, and the lord said that if the two do not come, the warriors who are eager to see the demeanor of the two will kick him off his seat." ”

Even if the eloquence of the civil officials is indeed very good, but ......

Let Enola attend a raucous celebration party? No matter how you look at it, it's not her character.

At this point, the young civil servant made an innocuous joke, and then he said to Enolado as if he were talking about it: "Ma'am, Jory. Monsieur Maupassant was also at the feast, he had no friends when he first arrived, and if you didn't go, Monsieur de Jory would have no one to know him, and it would be very isolated. ”

Just when Camilo's face suddenly became very strange, Enola frowned slightly, stood up instead, took a coat from the hanger next to her, draped it over her body, and walked towards the civil official. At this time, Enola's clothes were still the same thin white dress, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like a pajama, and the pajamas were stained with a lot of filth, plus Enola had not washed since she came back, if you didn't pay attention to her temperament, you might think that this was a distressed outcast

Seeing Enola coming over, the civil official secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't mind that Enola was dressed like this to attend the celebration banquet, in fact, Enola's willingness to appreciate his face was already incredible. Couldn't help but smiles intriguingly at Enola...... At least a kind smile.

Originally, according to Camillo's character, he didn't bother to go to the kind of banquet where gimmicks were higher than actual significance, and he would rather accompany his sword to watch the moon all night...... But Enola went, and Camillo quickly followed.

If it weren't for the psychological shadow of Enola's cold personality since he was a child, I'm afraid that Camillo would have to show his resentment at this time.

What makes Camillo incomprehensible now is who the man named Jory is! The mere mere mention of his name by this messenger changed Enola's principles? To Camero, this is incredible, is his sword also rusty?

I clearly remember that day Jory seemed to be very much like a villain, and walked into the gate of Castlevania with a relaxed expression......

What's going on?

With a complicated and confused mind, Camillo silently followed Enola and walked out of the side hall with her.

As she left, Enola squinted her gaze and glanced at Camilo's right hand again.

At some point, the silver-white heavy sword that was thrown into the corner by Camillo appeared in his right hand at this moment......

The worst thing is that Camillo at this time seemed a little entangled, he obviously tried his best to get into the tip of the horn and couldn't get out, and he was so engrossed that he didn't even realize that he had picked up the flare again......

Enola naturally didn't tell Camillo anything, so everyone around who saw Camillo's maids, butlers, guests, guards, and the like saw a brown-haired young man with an exaggerated weapon and a calm face, as if he was about to cut someone at any time......

In this way, the two went all the way to the main hall of the castle. In the main hall, which was usually used as a civil and military attache to meet the lord, all the elaborate and rigorous seats were thrown into the corner by the lord's orders, and several large round tables were set up instead, and a banquet was held in the place where the lord performed government affairs.

The beautiful music is passed on. The musicians arranged by the lord sat in the corner of the main hall to play harmonic strings.

Before they entered the open door of the main hall, Camillo and Enola saw the scene inside from a distance, and compared the voices they heard, they could already see what was going on inside.

I don't know what it looks like, but Jory is surrounded by a group of people, and it looks as if he is arguing with a group of people in fancy clothes...... (To be continued......)