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The second area in the city is even more depressing.

I felt that way for no reason. Maybe it was because the companion was different. Callian tries to think of Alan for a moment.

"This is it."

Then, I put this fact in my mouth with certainty towards the Plants that I followed, and walked on my lap and stood in front of the shaft of time. The unspoken plant stops at Callian's side.

You see the green eyes of the plant briefly sweeping down the axial debris. I didn't seem to recognize what this was at all. It's natural.

After turning his gaze away from such plants, Calian closes his eyes for a moment without explaining anything.

Bern.

The only intact memory of one person who is no longer there. It was to open a deep window that contained it.

And my eyes opened as Bern, who had spent his whole life circling around, fighting to protect and protect.

He opened his mouth, looking at the golden ring in front of him.

"· · · · · · · · Axis of Time."

That would poison Callian and Plants. I still didn't know if it would be medicine. I started pulling them out one by one without knowing.

"I was originally in Cecretia, and I was intact in Cecretia until last year in 'now' time. And then I heard it was suddenly gone, but not long ago, it was found here with only a fraction of it left."

Like the old story of someone who suddenly came out, like the inflated story I heard this morning, like the fairy tale in a fairly compelling book.

As if it wasn't my job, the words that came out of my mouth continued.

"This item is said to have the ability to turn back time once. I thought it might be strange, but nothing has been revealed."

Bern turns his red eyes to face Plants. I opened my mouth again. I wasn't grumbling, but I was a little curious.

The question is, why?

"One day, there was a war between Cecritia and Cairis with this between them."

Bern and Chase were trying to protect it from Plants. I didn't say that. There was no reason to say that, so I hurt myself.

When you look closely, it is a tragedy that someone has experienced, and still has not broken up with you. However, it is only a war between the two countries from afar. Simple war with obvious causes and consequences. The kind of war that has always been.

Someone wins, someone loses.

Someone's dead and someone's alive.

Bern now understands that that is all.

So Plants picked a word to see at least one foot away. That was the best Bern could offer.

"Ha."

Nevertheless, the sound of sighing or self-reproaching laughter erupted from Plants' mouth.

Plants was smart.

You ignore Bern's consideration and take a step closer to listening to him. I realized that Plants had one day waged a war to take it, and so many people suffered horrors.

"Just."

Hidden in here.

Plants would not have been able to fathom the weight of the secret that he knew together.

"Let's just take that."

I can already shake my voice saying that.

Plants only thought that what was hidden here was something related to Bern's secret, so he wanted to know what was going on in Bern that put Kalian under pressure. Bern thought so.

I would not have expected to see the direct cause of Bern's death and the destruction of Cecretia.

"Yes. Just this."

Bern takes a deep breath.

I'm still breathing. Plants is breathing, too, so they both know they're still viable. So I opened my mouth without stopping. I'd rather you tell me something else than let me think for a long time.

"The envoy did not come. It had letters tied around each ankle. I don't know how, but give me this. It was a request that wasn't even properly written down, so I turned it down."

Bern said that and smiled unconsciously.

It was a short letter with no explanation or reason. I looked back at it and laughed as I thought it might be a very plants-down behavior.

I suddenly thought that bothersome Plants would stay after sending such a letter, and laughed for a moment.

I laughed painfully.

The day I first told Alan about Bern's past. Alan said, 'Chase and Bern have both found me on a matter of the axis of time, so I guess they're brothers.'

I made a painful smile that looked similar but meant a lot different to what Alan said at the time.

"If it were now, I would have recognized your short speech."

If it were now, the Mad King would have made a ridiculous request. I was wondering if I could figure out what kind of letter I would have written before I thought of it. I thought I might understand everything that wasn't written in letters.

"Anyway, it's too late. Anyway."

I didn't think back on the contents of the letter.

See if I can figure it out. It's funny and scary.

Bern turns his gaze from the speechless plant to the pieces on the axis and finds an unknown letter written on the rim of the ring. I didn't deserve a place to look.

"The war began less than a month after I returned the birds."

At the end of the sentence, Plants' head returns to Bern. Bern stands silent for a moment, and Plants says.

"That's weird."

It's definitely weird.

Cairysis and Cecretia are not that close. And there was a war in less than a month after the bird flew away again.

"You're weird, too. Could we have been wrong?"

Instead of being surprised and embarrassed and desperate in front of the unannounced war, Bern shrugged his shoulders and joked.

"It's a long way from Cairosis to Cecritia, but it's so soon. We didn't know that."

I didn't know anything.

I didn't know anything until I found a bunch of wizards and knights near the border.

Many of them are approaching the border, and many of the tenants have not conveyed any information. I've been thinking about whether they betrayed Cecretina, but it's not something I can judge. For as long as Bern can remember, they were just loyal birds.

"Maybe all the birds are dead. Maybe someone thought the same about me and kept it a secret."

Treachery of the tenants, the death of the tenants, the movement of the sorcerers, etc.

From now on, it's just assumptions, but we can't confirm whether or not the tenants have delivered the news or not, or for some other reason. As far as you can see, a lot has already gone wrong and is useless.

Bern's blatant voice continues.

"That's how it started."

Especially at that time. I didn't have time to find out why. By the time I checked the army, it was too late and it was all over before I could see more.

"As you already know, the Balkans were strong, so I couldn't stop them. Plus, you walked straight into Secreta without touching the territory. I wish I could just relax a little bit."

Bern laughs at the end of his words.

Plants will not know how much he has cursed at Plants at that time.

"The Knights of Cecritia have been wiped out. The master who taught me the sword, Knight Tailan Castrin. He postponed the entry of the Balkans for three days. In the meantime, we made the final preparations, and everyone but me died. I survived for a long time, but I can't remember exactly how many times the night went down and how many times the morning came. I wouldn't have lost to you. Then the captain of the Balkans stepped up."

Asking for a name, Bern recalls one mad wizard attacking and smiles once more.

"As you already know,"

Bern looks at himself as if to say so.

That's it.

And then it started again.

It was meant to be.

That was Bern's memory. He did not tell me what Plants looked like that day. There was no reason to take it out of his mouth, as it was only plain German to Plants.

"That's all I'm saying."

After saying this, Bern closes his eyes again.

I regained my distorted memory. You collect what you find in your hands and put it back in the deepest depths of Calian's base.

After that, you return to Calian and open your eyes. You see Plants breathing out a long, silent breath.

A voice sinks from Calian's mouth.

"Like I said, I can only turn back time once, and I heard that the axis of time that was intact in Sacritia disappeared the day I arrived. And here we are again. I tried to destroy it twice, regrettably."

Callian reaches out and brings his toes to the air in front of him several times. The sound of my feet touching something was small.

"I'm in trouble because I can't complain or get angry."

Callian, who was reluctant to take the position that Plants had given him to grumble at, said:

Without saying a word, Plants hears everything that Kalian says and opens his mouth.

"Yes."

Callian raises a strange smile, as the words were not sentimental at all.

"If you collect it, you may be able to use it. If memory returns, you may want the axis of time again."

It also said that Plants now might be able to take back what he regretted most, and that if he remembered why Plants' past 'wanted it, he might want it back.

"I bark as soon as I'm done talking."

Plants immediately reacted.

"How do I get rid of it?"

And I asked him, adding,

I knew it was no longer an opportunity, nor a blessing. So I asked him to show me how to get rid of it.

"Not yet. I don't know. That's why I'm going to see the Sispanians."

After meeting with the Sispanians, Plants' eyes once again narrowed, but Calian did not explain. I told you I'd tell you about Bern. I didn't tell you about Calian.

"I'm going to take care of something urgent first."

Plants frowned, knowing that it was he who provided the cause of the 'urgent'. Soon, Callian looks around the chunks of the stone wall and turns his feet to the stairs.

"Wait a minute."

Plants calls on Calian's footsteps.

I still have something to ask you.

Calian turns his head to look at Plants, and Plants asks for a quick bite.

"Your name. What is it?"

Kalian doesn't immediately answer.

I turned my head to a face that was hard to read and looked up at the stairs going up. It wasn't because I didn't know what Bern's name was. I just stared at him silently for a moment.

"It's not hard to remember. Let me know."

I wish I could tell you how old I am.

While standing a little distance from Plants, Calian smiles. It was a small sound, but clearly, it burst into a cool smile.

"I · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Calian opens his mouth, showing you all the Bern inside.

"I'm Callian, sir."

Then he took a straight step to the rain to wash away the remaining emotions.

This time, he did not tell me how old he was.