"Hmm......mm

The familiar melody seems to come from the deep sea of memory, echoing in the never-ending darkness.

"Uh-huh...... Ahh

A sneezing broke the slow humming, someone blew their nose with a "sigh", cleared their throats with two "coughs", and continued to sing.

"Uh-huh-mm......"

"Coo-goo, goo-goo. ”

Sloth couldn't help but frown slightly, what was going on? When she listened to the nostalgic nursery rhymes in her dreams, she heard so much noise. Death is an eternal dream, and dreams shouldn't be so noisy.

Slowly, she opened her eyes.

"Ah, you're awake, long time no see. Someone said to her. She vaguely smelled a smell of blood, mixed with the saltiness of the sea. There was a hazy gray in front of the sight, and a pigeon tilted its head innocently, a cheerful cooing sound coming out of its throat

"What should I say about you......? It's really worthy of the seventh demon general, what about the Ice Witch Sloth, Ann Rietta, if I was so seriously injured, I wouldn't have woken up. ”

The man who spoke knew Sloth's true name.

Sloss recognized the voice, but her dulled mind refused to remember about him, and now she didn't want to remember it and had to.

"Yatel ......"

A faint breath came out of his transparent white lips, but he couldn't make a sound, and his fingers touched the frozen blood and cold rocks. Sloth lay on his stomach in an empty cavern, the waves crashing against the unfamiliar shore in the distance. It seems to be far away in the sky, and it seems as if she is on the cusp of the storm. She couldn't feel the preservation of her body, and there was too much blood in her chest, if it weren't for the golden light at that time that was a little off and didn't pierce her heart, she probably wouldn't have woken up a long time ago.

Even so, she felt that life was passing fast.

"Well, it's me. You've been looking for me for so long, if I don't come to see you...... Then I'm too ruthless. ”

There was not a hint of eagerness in Yatel's voice, not a hint of mockery. There was not the slightest bit of excitement or regret. The tone was buzzing, as if his nose was blocked, but it was leisurely like the old nursery rhyme he was humming. Sloss struggled to move his neck, resting his heavy head on his arm that was clinging to the ground. Look up at Atter's face that has never changed.

When I first met Yatel. He lost his memory.

At that time, Rosalena also quarreled with Sloss over his business. Rosalena didn't want Slos to take in the Hernos children. But Sloth gave her a reason.

"Rosa won't use it either. Sloth was referring to the ring in Attel's hand, the black star.

Yatel was pushed down the third-floor window by a silver-haired woman, and he fell into the river. The woman shouted "Yatel" as she pushed him. Run", so Rosalena knew his name. Not wanting to let go of anyone with the refining metal boxes, as each box could contain the legendary ring, Rosalina chased after her for some distance and threw a few "fire lotus" into the river. The flaming flower rushed into the river with a huge impact, and Yatel's head slammed into the rocks at the bottom of the river, and the box in his hand was lifted out of his hand and picked up by Rosalina. But the box was also empty, and Rosalena didn't think much of it.

Rosalena did not expect that within seconds of the boy falling into the river, she actually opened the box and put the ring on herself. What he didn't expect was that he was the successor of the black star. Sloth secretly hid the child in her domain, the Ice Moon Collar, and only a handful of his subordinates knew about Attel's save, and the ring, the Black Star, was hidden in an underground treasure trove arranged by the witch Maureen, according to their previous habits. There was no one to guard the treasure house, and the treasures that Maureen had hidden were never lost.

They knew that there were too many demon masters in the Saito Continent who wanted to get this ring, and whether it was Sloth, Rosalina, or Maureenshi, they had to keep their mouths shut. Having lost his memory, Artel completely forgot who he was, what Slos and Rosalena had done, and instead regarded the three of them as companions and family. Thanks to the tacit understanding between Artel and the black star, Sloth was able to absorb the spatial magic in the ring and gradually master the spatial magic, and Mauren was able to learn about this legendary treasure, which she liked to collect the most.

So, those long days are actually ...... It's wonderful.

Slos didn't see Yatel as a human, unlike humans, decades had passed, he had never grown up, never regained his memories, and never had an abnormality due to the magical environment of the continent of Seto. He chases and frolicks with Momora, the little demon feather, studies ancient scrolls with Marainen, and sometimes accompanies Sloth in a daze. The only one who didn't like him was Rosalena, but after so much time, Rosalena had become less complaining and worried.

Four years ago, on December 1, 1915, according to the human calendar, Sloth saw the petite Maureen lying in front of the door of his treasury.

The treasure trove full of ice crystals is stained with bright flowers by thick or light blood. Atlor is gone, Momora is gone, and the black stars are gone. What happened that day, Sloth never figured out.

With her familiarity with the scent of the black stars, she found the cliff next to the sea of ice, and the corpses of her men fell strewn down the road, and that day, wearing a white fur cloak, Attel turned around, whispered a word, and then jumped off the cliff.

Ann Rietta, you ...... Didn't sue me for anything.

Sloth didn't know what that sentence meant. Maureen was unconscious as if under a curse, and she searched for a long time to find a special potion to track space magic from another treasure trove of Maureenshi, and she drove an ark made of ice and the elite army of the Ice Moon Leader to the distant other side of the ocean.

She wanted to get the black star back.

She also wanted to reclaim a dream from the past, or at least, find a convincing reason. But today, the person who knew the "reason" was in front of her, but she didn't want to ask anything!

Atel's appearance is still the same as when they first met...... It's the same, but Artel is no longer the simple child. Sitting on the ground, the ends of his silver hair still stained with unblown water, Yatel lowered his head and stretched out his left hand. He didn't have gloves on his hands, and the black stars were firmly on his fingers.

"Pathetic, why did you come to me? My 'black star' is so important to you? Ann Rietta, you should know, I've always been Yatel Hernos......"

Artel's cold fingers touched Sloth's lowered sheep's ears. He used to be a docile pet, but now Sloth is a lamb in his hands. He smiled, such a transparent smile, the pure and innocent pale golden pupils glowed with a luster that knew everything in his heart, at this moment, Yatel seemed to be the simple and lovely child who was like a baby, and as if he was a god on high.

He is Yatel Hernos......

Sloth had never known him.

"It's hard for you to take care of me for so long. Yatel's hand rested carelessly on the back of Sloth's head. Sloth was so weak that Artel could easily kill her without even a little magic power, "Then, as a thank you, I'll tell you and me for my reasons." ”

He leaned down and whispered something to Sloth's small sheep's ear, and Sloth's ears twitched.

"Yes...... Maureen Poetry ...... Is it?"

Yatel didn't answer. He felt that he had said enough, and the pigeon stood on his shoulder and admired the scene with relish, and Sloth's light red eyes were so wide that it seemed that there were many, many things to say, and many, many things to be asked. But Artel raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, he held a blood-stained pale blue gem.

"It's time for you to rest. Yatel looked tenderly at Sloth's eyes that refused to close, and with his other hand, he closed them for her, "Goodbye Ann Rietta, have a good dream." ”

The pigeon fluttered and flew to Artel's left hand.

It held its head high, its purple pupils radiant with anticipation.

"This, I can't give you this, ah, ah, ahhh......h

Angel...... I can't give you Ann Rietta's core, it's for her good sister. ”

"Who, who, is that 'Maureen' she was talking about?" the pigeon made a crisp girlish voice, as if jealous, and the voice was sour.

Yatel was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud.

"It's not Maureen, it's the third general, the Red Witch Rust, whose name is 'Rosalena'. Maureen Poetry ...... Well...... She won't come. ”

"Artel seems to know a lot of stories. The pigeon tilted his head, and there was a bit of disbelief in his tone, "It's not fair at all, I know everything about Brother Rey, but I don't know about Attel!"

"Then I'll tell you later......! It feels like a shame, what should I do?" Attel covered his nose as he lowered his head to look at the witch he had once known once more on the ground, his eyes flickering slightly.

The life breath of the demon clan and the original magic power of the Ice Witch have completely disappeared.

Sloth ...... Or Ann Rietta, like an ignorant girl who has fallen asleep. She used to like to sleep the most, and hated troublesome things the most. Because she hates trouble, there are many things that she hasn't had time to think about, she hasn't had time to ask, and there are many things she hasn't had time to say, and in the future, she will never have a chance.

Artel gripped her cold hand, and a black halo spread from Artel's left hand to Sloth's body.

"Ann Rietta should sleep with Maureen's Polar Ice Ark. Artel smiled and returned to the sea with the dead Ice Witch. (To be continued......)