In a gentle breeze, the Somas were running through the lower meadows of the blue sky.
Quite a bit of speed, but I feel strangely calm because I am in the same condition as I am doing very little.
Until now, Soma has rarely practiced anything other than horseback riding, but maybe it's not surprisingly bad either.
Though I thought of that without a pattern, I should say unexpectedly, Soma enjoyed the situation for what it was.
Most likely not as good as those on the back.
"Mmmm...? This... So whoever came up with something called horseback riding is a genius? I didn't know I could pull it legally and unilaterally... and Soma has to hold the reins, so I can do whatever I want...!
"I'm not going to say anything if I get in the way, but if I get in the way, I'm going to throw it away immediately, right?
I tell you that in a sigh mix, but you hear me or you don't, I don't hear back.
Instead, it just felt like there was more force in my arms and something pressed against my back.
Damn, man, I exhaled my sigh again.
"Hmmm... I've always wondered what the hell kind of relationship you guys have... it doesn't mean that lovers, does it?
"Is that what it looks like?
"No? Because I can't see, I'm wondering what kind of relationship it is," he said.
"Hmmm... I don't care what kind of relationship they say it is or something like that..."
To be honest, it was the truth that Soma herself was not sure either.
Nothing. I don't hate Hildegardo, but I just have to lean my neck when people ask me if I like him as a lover.
Or that's the same for anyone else.
Soma doesn't understand those feelings of his... No, should I say he doesn't anymore?
Back in my previous life, before I fell into that world, it was different.
Sometimes it was said that they were changing, but at least they had those feelings in common with the crowd.
I can no longer tell that...... probably because I was too enthusiastic about one thing only in my previous life.
I was really focused only on the sword back then... maybe I'm still dragging it down.
Nevertheless, I am not particularly troubled by that, and I don't think that's okay.
No... vaguely, somehow, but I feel that one of these days, if I need it, I will be able to understand it naturally.
Now I simply don't feel the need for it.
When I say necessity, the words may be bad, but in short, soma nowadays is busy looking for ways that magic can be used.
There's no room for anything else.
It's really a shame when I'm doing this right now... well, I don't have a choice.
This is inevitable.
All Soma can do is finish it as soon as possible and get back to its original purpose.
"I want you to be convinced that there's a lot going on."
"Well, there's a lot going on."
"You really throw it away, sir."
I don't see it from Soma, but I guess he's pressing it even on his face, from the feeling of grime and something being pressed against his back.
Besides, the words I heard are things like pleasure, and all I really get is sigh.
I feel like I was firmer when I reunited in this figure, but I wonder if something has gotten worse and worse in the last five years, this ex-god.
Or maybe it's something like whether it's starting to peel off or throw away because it seemed like it was originally wearing a mask...
"... I see, well, that does seem like a lot"
I had to shrug my shoulders as a soma to Ingrid, who smiles bitterly at me for saying so.
And so, uh, I remembered something I was going to ask you.
Speaking of which, I wanted to ask Ingrid one thing.
"Hmm? Was there anything I could ask you about me?
"It's about that dagger. This is probably why I decided to go back to my hometown? I wondered why he kept his mouth shut about it. As much as I found a dagger that might at least have something to do with it, would it be something I would normally report?
"Oh... right, about that..."
Ingrid's expression changed as soon as possible, but it was like a mixture of bitterness and self-derision.
They poked me at something I didn't want to talk about, that's when it happened.
"Well, I guess so. There's no way they won't pursue it, is there? But why didn't you tell me then when you said you thought so?
"Well, to be honest, I got a little lost. Nevertheless, if it was necessary, it didn't seem so. I was wondering if there was any reason, and I just wondered if it was necessary to pursue it there."
I knew there must be some reason why I didn't report it.
Though we just met yesterday, Ingrid's character is somehow grasped.
If for no reason there, Ingrid would have definitely reported.
Yet the failure to report it was for the right reasons, or it was difficult for Eleonora to say.
So I asked here because I considered the possibility of being the latter.
Finally, neither does it mean that you absolutely have to know because it is out of pure curiosity that you asked.
Hence.
"Well... well, you're right. I kept my mouth shut about this because I was going to have to say something I didn't want to say. Look at me. I don't know why I thought I had to go back to my hometown, because that's what it's all about."
"Hmm... what would Eleonora have done if she had pursued more?
"At that time... right. Probably, we would have talked. It's just my problem. If they'd told me to talk, I'd have had to."
"Is that so..."
Somehow, I doubt Eleonora would have guessed about the area.
Even though Ingrid's account could be trusted and Ingrid trusted himself, it was impossible to grant permission solely by arresting it.
It is natural to assume that you have decided to perceive something and believe it on it.
If we can't do that much, we won't be able to do the top of one organization, albeit tentatively.
Though the sun is still shallow when we meet, Soma appreciates Eleonora quite a bit.
"Well, that's why I'd appreciate it if you could not pursue this any further. I don't know... I'm not ready yet."
"Hmm... does that mean you'll talk to me one of these days?
"Oh. Probably because if we go to the village, we won't like it, but we'll have to talk. I'm going to be ready by then. When I return to the Holy Capital, I intend to tell Master Eleonora everything, including my silent apology."
"Hmm... if that's the case, well, I understand."
Originally it was just curiosity.
When they said they didn't want to say it, they were going to convince me of it.
If you're going to talk to me sometime on top of that, there was nothing wrong with that.
"Well... if you're bad, you might be able to guess at about the same time as you get to the village."
"Hmm...?
Is that a reaction from the villagers?
It's the first time in two years that a man has been a holy knight in the Holy City, and suddenly he returns.
At least you'd be surprised, and normally, I think you'd be welcome.
"Welcome, or... no, at least that shouldn't be all. There's no way those villagers would welcome me."
That said, now look at Ingrid distorting his mouth with a clear self-derision, and Soma snorts.
In a way, as expected, there seems to be some circumstance.
Forward, stare at the direction where there will be a village that still cannot see shadows or shapes, and narrow your eyes.
With that in mind, it's just time for Hildegard to be depressed, who keeps pushing his face even without joining the conversation behind him.
And he breathed out one breath of what was going to happen.
In a gentle breeze, the Somas were running through the lower meadows of the blue sky.
Quite a bit of speed, but I feel strangely calm because I am in the same condition as I am doing very little.
Until now, Soma has rarely practiced anything other than horseback riding, but maybe it's not surprisingly bad either.
Though I thought of that without a pattern, I should say unexpectedly, Soma enjoyed the situation for what it was.
Most likely not as good as those on the back.
"Mmmm...? This... So whoever came up with something called horseback riding is a genius? I didn't know I could pull it legally and unilaterally... and Soma has to hold the reins, so I can do whatever I want...!
"I'm not going to say anything if I get in the way, but if I get in the way, I'm going to throw it away immediately, right?
I tell you that in a sigh mix, but you hear me or you don't, I don't hear back.
Instead, it just felt like there was more force in my arms and something pressed against my back.
Damn, man, I exhaled my sigh again.
"Hmmm... I've always wondered what the hell kind of relationship you guys have... it doesn't mean that lovers, does it?
"Is that what it looks like?
"No? Because I can't see, I'm wondering what kind of relationship it is," he said.
"Hmmm... I don't care what kind of relationship they say it is or something like that..."
To be honest, it was the truth that Soma herself was not sure either.
Nothing. I don't hate Hildegardo, but I just have to lean my neck when people ask me if I like him as a lover.
Or that's the same for anyone else.
Soma doesn't understand those feelings of his... No, should I say he doesn't anymore?
Back in my previous life, before I fell into that world, it was different.
Sometimes it was said that they were changing, but at least they had those feelings in common with the crowd.
I can no longer tell that...... probably because I was too enthusiastic about one thing only in my previous life.
I was really focused only on the sword back then... maybe I'm still dragging it down.
Nevertheless, I am not particularly troubled by that, and I don't think that's okay.
No... vaguely, somehow, but I feel that one of these days, if I need it, I will be able to understand it naturally.
Now I simply don't feel the need for it.
When I say necessity, the words may be bad, but in short, soma nowadays is busy looking for ways that magic can be used.
There's no room for anything else.
It's really a shame when I'm doing this right now... well, I don't have a choice.
This is inevitable.
All Soma can do is finish it as soon as possible and get back to its original purpose.
"I want you to be convinced that there's a lot going on."
"Well, there's a lot going on."
"You really throw it away, sir."
I don't see it from Soma, but I guess he's pressing it even on his face, from the feeling of grime and something being pressed against his back.
Besides, the words I heard are things like pleasure, and all I really get is sigh.
I feel like I was firmer when I reunited in this figure, but I wonder if something has gotten worse and worse in the last five years, this ex-god.
Or maybe it's something like whether it's starting to peel off or throw away because it seemed like it was originally wearing a mask...
"... I see, well, that does seem like a lot"
I had to shrug my shoulders as a soma to Ingrid, who smiles bitterly at me for saying so.
And so, uh, I remembered something I was going to ask you.
Speaking of which, I wanted to ask Ingrid one thing.
"Hmm? Was there anything I could ask you about me?
"It's about that dagger. This is probably why I decided to go back to my hometown? I wondered why he kept his mouth shut about it. As much as I found a dagger that might at least have something to do with it, would it be something I would normally report?
"Oh... right, about that..."
Ingrid's expression changed as soon as possible, but it was like a mixture of bitterness and self-derision.
They poked me at something I didn't want to talk about, that's when it happened.
"Well, I guess so. There's no way they won't pursue it, is there? But why didn't you tell me then when you said you thought so?
"Well, to be honest, I got a little lost. Nevertheless, if it was necessary, it didn't seem so. I was wondering if there was any reason, and I just wondered if it was necessary to pursue it there."
I knew there must be some reason why I didn't report it.
Though we just met yesterday, Ingrid's character is somehow grasped.
If for no reason there, Ingrid would have definitely reported.
Yet the failure to report it was for the right reasons, or it was difficult for Eleonora to say.
So I asked here because I considered the possibility of being the latter.
Finally, neither does it mean that you absolutely have to know because it is out of pure curiosity that you asked.
Hence.
"Well... well, you're right. I kept my mouth shut about this because I was going to have to say something I didn't want to say. Look at me. I don't know why I thought I had to go back to my hometown, because that's what it's all about."
"Hmm... what would Eleonora have done if she had pursued more?
"At that time... right. Probably, we would have talked. It's just my problem. If they'd told me to talk, I'd have had to."
"Is that so..."
Somehow, I doubt Eleonora would have guessed about the area.
Even though Ingrid's account could be trusted and Ingrid trusted himself, it was impossible to grant permission solely by arresting it.
It is natural to assume that you have decided to perceive something and believe it on it.
If we can't do that much, we won't be able to do the top of one organization, albeit tentatively.
Though the sun is still shallow when we meet, Soma appreciates Eleonora quite a bit.
"Well, that's why I'd appreciate it if you could not pursue this any further. I don't know... I'm not ready yet."
"Hmm... does that mean you'll talk to me one of these days?
"Oh. Probably because if we go to the village, we won't like it, but we'll have to talk. I'm going to be ready by then. When I return to the Holy Capital, I intend to tell Master Eleonora everything, including my silent apology."
"Hmm... if that's the case, well, I understand."
Originally it was just curiosity.
When they said they didn't want to say it, they were going to convince me of it.
If you're going to talk to me sometime on top of that, there was nothing wrong with that.
"Well... if you're bad, you might be able to guess at about the same time as you get to the village."
"Hmm...?
Is that a reaction from the villagers?
It's the first time in two years that a man has been a holy knight in the Holy City, and suddenly he returns.
At least you'd be surprised, and normally, I think you'd be welcome.
"Welcome, or... no, at least that shouldn't be all. There's no way those villagers would welcome me."
That said, now look at Ingrid distorting his mouth with a clear self-derision, and Soma snorts.
In a way, as expected, there seems to be some circumstance.
Forward, stare at the direction where there will be a village that still cannot see shadows or shapes, and narrow your eyes.
With that in mind, it's just time for Hildegard to be depressed, who keeps pushing his face even without joining the conversation behind him.
And he breathed out one breath of what was going to happen.
