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Time for farewell.

Siron said he wanted to say goodbye and sent the group out first.

Sitting leisurely in front of the castle gate, Siron looked around at the workers.

There was no one shedding tears. Rather, they just criticize Encia and Ofelia, who left first, leaving only them alone.

This is a welcome fact even as a theory of poetry. It’s not like I won’t see it for the rest of my life, and the fewer things I have to cry about in my life, the better.

So speak in a calm tone.

“I will come back when I get stronger. Until then, I’m taking good care of it.”

“I have to pray that that day comes quickly. Because I think I’ll want to see your face even tomorrow.”

Yuma speaks softly, but his eyes look sad.

She immediately handed a pouch to Siron. Siron accepted the bag with a question mark on his face.

“What is this?”

“I selected items from the warehouse that could be exchanged immediately. They say that no matter how much you have, the only thing you lack is money.”

When I opened the pocket, colorful accessories and jewels popped out. Siron smiled happily and put the bag inside his body.

“Why are you taking care of all these things?”

Even though he had already taken everything that could be useful, Yuma gave it to him so generously. As expected, it occurred to me again that Yuma was favoring Shiron.

“Take care of yourself.”

“I am rather worried about you, Mr. ”

“Yes, please worry a lot. I’m also really worried because the road ahead of me is dark.”

Even in this situation, Siron told a joke to Yuma. The way he never lost a smile on his face all morning was compared to Yuma’s shadowy face.

“And this.”

Shiron handed Yuma a letter.

“What is it?”

“Are you going to leave and go to your father? Don’t look now, open it then.”

“…Okay.”

Yuma politely received the letter Shiron gave him.

A master who awakened the power of prophecy, which was unprecedented, before the coming-of-age ceremony. He had a clear view of his future direction.

But it doesn’t give me goosebumps or anything. Rather, trust in the theory only increases.

Only then was Yuma able to laugh, even if it was just a little.

“I am finished.”

We have to finally say goodbye.

After finishing his business, Siron turned and looked at Lucia.

Looking at her awkwardly standing there, it was clear that she was still having a hard time with Yuma and the maids.

Lucia looked away with a sullen expression.

“That’s it. Not a child.”

“You’re a kid. And as I say goodbye, where is the child? ”

“…”

This guy doesn’t even respond.

‘Did you get reincarnated and become a real child?’

Feeling that it wouldn’t work, Siron approached Lucia and pushed her back hard.

“Don’t be stubborn.”

“Ha, don’t do it!”

Although the resistance was strong, Siron pushed Lucia with all his might as if he would not be defeated.

Lucia looked back and glared at Siron as if she were going to kill him, but Siron pretended not to notice and closed his eyes.

like that.

Lucia and Yuma faced each other.

Lucia said with resignation, as if she couldn’t do anything anymore.

“…Thank you so much.”

“I believe that Miss Lucia will adapt well to the new place.”

The two maintained expressionless expressions throughout the conversation.

“I’ll just go.”

“Goodbye.”

With those words, Yuma bowed his back.

It was a very simple goodbye.

Because Shiron and Yuma had a friendly conversation just before, their relationship at first glance seems like enmity.

‘They are enemies.’

Shiron watched the two stiffly and laughed.

The person who gave Yuma the title One-Horned Yuma was Lucia’s previous life, Kylie. I don’t know about Yuma, but it felt very pleasant to think that Lucia was aware of that.

Lucia bowed her head towards Yuma.

Then he turned around and glared at Shiron.

“You are really mean.”

“Have you finally realized that? I endured it and it started to hurt.”

“Look at how shameless you are, you’re really mean.”

“So, why is my personality like this? I guess my brain got weird because I kept being raised by demons.”

“……”

“I feel like I’m going to die because I couldn’t sleep. I go first.”

After finishing speaking, Siron yawned and walked away. Lucia quietly watched Siron walking away.

‘In the end, I left without finding out anything.’

Lucia suppressed her uneasiness and looked around at the view of the Castle of Dawn.

The remnants of the past that one experiences for the first time after reincarnation.

What I found out here was that a family called Prien was raised and maintained by demons.

A little over two months was too short a time to find out for myself the reason for my reincarnation.

I spent most of my time outside of morning training in the study, but in the history book I could barely read, there was not a single line about why the Prien family came into existence.

There is only an occasional mention of them being descendants of warriors.

‘If I had been stronger, would I have been able to ask Yuma directly the reason?’

Lucia looked back at Yuma, who she had just greeted. As she bowed her head and saw off, one horn stood out on her head.

The reason why Lucia felt uneasy every time she saw Yuma may be because she was a demon, but the presence of those horns was the biggest factor.

500 years ago, a time when we were fighting against demons every day.

Yuma was a terror to the expedition team, but even she was no match for Kylie. When Yuma first met Kylie, Kylie had already reached the stage of becoming a sword god.

-I heard you guys are proud of your horns?

-stop…

-why me? You killed people even though you were told not to.

Kylie gave Yuma a cold look and turned Yuma into a single horn. I can still recall it vividly. The moment Yuma’s left horn was destroyed with his powerful hand, he let out a desperate scream with a despairing expression.

Sometimes, Yuma’s face, which used to have venomous eyes, is overlaid on my face.

If I had been Kylie back then, I might not have considered her resentment as a big deal. They might have laughed and ridiculed me and told me to attack them if they wanted to.

It was definitely like that in the past. But that shouldn’t be the case now.

Because I didn’t know I could be reincarnated.

Because I didn’t know we would meet like this.

Kylie, who was reincarnated as Lucia, was too weak. He is so helpless that if Yuma makes a single gesture, he will die.

‘If I had revealed that I was Kylie… I would probably be dead.’

Now, I send a warm smile to my children as if I were their mother, but when a person’s emotions break down, it is not easy to bridge the gap.

‘Compared to that time, Yuma and I have become much gentler…’

Even so, it does not change the fact that Yuma is a demon. Lucia still hasn’t forgotten her poisonous eyes.

So, leaving Dawn Castle was liberation for her.

If Hugo hadn’t suggested it first, I might have had to live here forever with the burden of uncomfortable feelings.

Fortunately, Siron decided to follow Hugo. Although it was a choice to say goodbye to people she had known for a long time, Siron decided to leave the Castle of Dawn.

Siron’s face was full of confidence as he said he got off hastily. I was curious as to why he could make such an expression, but I couldn’t find out even if I asked him directly.

He seemed to think he was some sort of bard, and only told strange stories about starlight and such.

It is unclear whether he is telling the truth or diverting words, but

Since Lucia was hiding the fact that she was a reincarnated person from Siron, I couldn’t dig any further into it.

‘At least until I can reveal that I am Kylie…’

Lucia feels the need to become stronger in a hurry.

Even if she reveals herself to be Kylie, Lucia has no intention of revealing her identity to Siron until she can overcome all dangers.

Lucia hurried her steps, hoping that day would come quickly.

I could see the carriage prepared by Hugo in the distance.

*

The road to the capital.

At the end of the knights’ procession, inside a particularly fancy carriage.

“Oppa, I guess you were really tired. I’m sleeping without the world knowing.”

Siriel chuckled as she looked at Siron occupying the entire corner of the chair. No matter how luxurious the carriage Hugo prepared was, Siron could sleep very well even though it was shaking so badly.

“So, what did you do last night without sleeping to be so tired?”

Lucia answered curtly and glanced at Siron’s hand.

The hands placed neatly above the navel look like a person lying in a coffin.

Before he knew it, his hands were completely healed. This is absolutely not human regenerative power. I thought it wouldn’t heal for at least a few months.

“……Your hand is fine.”

“Huh? Ah, you mean hands. I’m glad you got better quickly.”

“…Sure.”

Although she spoke calmly, Lucia’s expression did not look comfortable. Siriel laughed without thinking, but Siron’s regenerative power was something strange even to Lucia.

Is it the power of the bloodline called Prien, or is it the influence of the holy sword? Since Shiron is a child who cannot even handle history, speculation naturally goes in that direction.

In the end, it was a time when nothing could be resolved inside Lucia and only curiosity was piling up.

Kugugugugugung-!

“What?!”

The carriage began to shake violently.

It was dark inside the carriage, as if there was dust outside.

“Landslide? Attack?”

“Hmm… I guess not both?”

“No?”

Lucia narrowed her eyes at Siriel’s denial.

The carriage was shaking on the ground as if there had been an earthquake, but strangely, Siriel’s expression was extremely calm.

I’m glad that’s all. Despite all this chaos, Shiron is sleeping peacefully.

After a while, the shaking stopped.

“…stopped.”

“Right? It happened a few times when I came here.”

Rattling-

When the shaking stopped, the carriage started moving again.

“How many times has it been like this?”

“Yes.”

Siriel smiled brightly and helped Siron, who was about to fall off the chair, to lie down.

“Probably the cause is your father.”

“Hugo… You mean your uncle?”

“Yes. Would you like to look out the window?”

“?”

As Siriel finished speaking, she looked out the window. Lucia also turns her head to him.

After a while, the dust cleared, and Lucia’s eyes widened.

Something huge had been split in two.

Now, a procession passed through them.

As the carriage moved forward, something limp filled the landscape.

“…”

“I guess my father defeated the demonic beast that blocked the path.”

Lucia turned her head to Siriel.

Siriel was smiling carefree as if this was nothing.