As far as the eye can see, the surroundings are full of dark and ruined houses, with gray snowflakes in the sky, as if you are in an endless hell.

"Mr. Yahara, there is a royal palace not far ahead, and it seems that it has not been attacked." Irena lifted the brim of her hat into the air, extending her vision with the help of her peep magic, discovering the conspicuous building.

"Are we going there?"

A royal palace that was not attacked? Yahara's curiosity was suddenly hooked.

On the ground surrounded by wreckage, there are still buildings that are still standing and not falling?

It couldn't be more suspicious!

"Yahara-kun?" Zero Yuzi looked at Yahara who was lost in thought, and his eyes rolled, and he immediately understood his doubts.

"It's okay, since there is still a complete house, let's go over and have a look." Looking up and saying to Irena floating in mid-air, Yehara explained to Zero Yuzi again: "Anyway, it's all here, you can't spend the night in this heavy snow, right?" ”

After a while, a magnificent royal palace appeared in front of him, and it seemed out of place with the dying houses.

After a few fumbles, Irena raised her right hand, and the thick and luxurious gate burst into flames, and the ashes mixed with the snowflakes outside scattered on the ground.

The palace is beautifully furnished, and the gems, calligraphy and paintings that cannot be named still exude a stunning brilliance even under the cover of dust.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the deserted castle, and the air was oppressive and gloomy, as if it were about to drip water.

"Mr. Yahara, here... It's terrifying......" Irena shuddered and hid behind Yahara, carefully staring at the layout in the hall.

Especially the portrait of the smiling princess in the middle, the curvature of the corners of her mouth is inexplicably weird, her eyes are smart and real, and she feels like she will move at any time.

"You're also a witch, is it necessary to be so afraid?" With a slight twitch in his heart, Yahara hid his face and sighed, if he followed this progress, he was afraid that Irena would not dare to travel alone in three months.

Once you get used to being dependent on something, it can be a very difficult time to get rid of it.

Immediately after, a clear voice came from the staircase of the hall on the first floor:

"Who are you?"

"Wow!" Irena felt only a certain piercing paralysis in her heart, as if a large, invisible hand was gripping her.

Yahara looked in the direction of the sound, and the entire eye socket was red like blood with fluffy red hair like static electricity, and the appearance was very similar to the person in the painting hanging in the hall.

"Hello, we are travelers from a distant country and have strayed into this place, please forgive us."

Although they said so, Yehara knew in his heart that they were not breaking in by mistake, but they had burned down the door of the house before entering.

He wouldn't be surprised if the person in front of him, who seemed to be a princess, was rude and kicked them out.

The woman smiled, saying that she didn't care about their trespassing, and immediately invited a few people into an elegantly decorated bedroom to talk.

After listening to the self-introduction of the three of them, Mira Rossai's eyes softened, and he said, "Yes, I'm Mira Rossai, please give me a lot of advice." ”

The tone is not dignified, with extremely high royal etiquette, even if it is just a shabby dress, the noble and elegant temperament is deeply impressed by the night plain.

"The Great Age of Genes"

"Why is Princess Mirarosai here? Presumably, you also know the situation of the ruins outside...... "After waiting for a long time, Yahara finally asked the question that he had been holding in his heart.

"I don't know......" Mira Rossai's beautiful face became contorted, and her hands clutched tightly around her temples, as if a bloody scar had been revealed.

Irena frowned, and tentatively pointed out a question: "Why don't you leave this country?" Wouldn't it be better to go to another country than here? ”

Although the remnants who were standing on the left side of the night plain were silent, they were also thinking about the loss of Milarossai's memory.

Hearing the question of this young girl, she fell into a brief state of downtime, and then got up and took out a piece of paper full of words from the drawer of the table next to her.

After hesitating for a moment, she whispered:

"You are reading this letter as Princess Michel Rossai. Even if you don't know anything, I know. The reason why you are here, the reason why you are destroyed outside the window, the reason why you have no memory......"

"If it's daytime, just think it's going to happen next and keep it in your mind somewhere. Then – look out the window. You're sure to see monsters wreaking havoc. That monster is the demon that destroys the country and the one who causes you to lose your memory. ”

"The monster has no name. If you want to take this opportunity to take a pseudonym, it is called Jabaliya. ”

"It's looking for you, the princess of the Nation of the Dead. Please don't leave the country. If you leave the country, Jabaliyah will chase you away. ”

"If you have the magic of being a witch, you should be able to defeat Jabaliya easily. Please kill that monster for our sake. In order for you to survive. And for the sake of those who unfortunately lost their lives. ”

After reading it, Mira Rossai handed the letter to Yahara.

The words were as ugly as a long worm, and even cut through the paper, and Yahara could vaguely feel the panic and impatience of the letter writer.

"Princess Mirarosai, you should be a witch, right?" Irena had an inexplicable intuition and blurted out.

"I guess so, because the fragments of memories I can remember contain the knowledge of magic."

Mira Rossai's face suddenly froze, and her eyes looked closely at the horizon outside the window that was gradually becoming darker: "Jabaliya, it's coming." ”

Seeing this, Yahara also quickly got up and came to the window, and within the range that could be seen, a huge monster looked up to the sky and roared.

Its massive body rivals that of a decaying house, and its body is covered in scales as black as the night, like a Western-style dragon with its wings removed.

Seeing this creature for the first time, Yahara couldn't help but feel his blood boiling, and the monsters that used to exist only in the manga appeared alive in front of him.

Realism can't be replaced by fantasy!

So, he had a plan, turned to Mira Rossai, who was also staring at Jabaliya, and said, "Princess Mira Rossai, I want to go out and investigate, I wonder if it will cause you trouble?" ”

After receiving the promise, he comforted the remaining children and Irena who were about to follow, stepped lightly on the ground, and jumped out of the castle quickly.

"Come out, Jade Pot!"

As the voice fell, the whole body was white, and the jade pot like a fish demon appeared outside the castle with its body bent.

Seeing the face of Yahara that was like a demon to him, the jade pot trembled with fright, and almost cried out: "Lord Yahara! Can you let me go back, this chance is still for Lord Wumiao! ”

He was arrested by Yahara for his ineffective work, and then bumped into the angry Onimai Tsuji no misery who also encountered it, and completely ushered in a hellish life.

In order to punish him for tarnishing the dignity of the Twelve Ghost Moons, the crumb boss would 'temper his body' from time to time, so that even with the ghost's physique, the jade pot was still a little unbearable.

This time, he left the strange gray mist before Onimai Tsuji, and when he returned, he would inevitably be beaten.

It's really impermanent... No, ghosts are impermanent!