1261 Ⅱ 256. The envoy girl reaches out.

Giannu!

"Please step back..."

Steil and Arthur shouted at me almost simultaneously as Ray rolled up the black flame in front of them.

Withdrawn by Stale, Arthur took a distance from Ray, the source of the heat, while being held by Arthur's arm. In response to his last words, he lit up the black lamp, and he kept stabbing me with his sharpened eyes of rhododendron.

She eats and binds her well-formed teeth and burns like a carpet beneath her feet to the table where she was sitting. A black flame overflowing around him attaches itself to the surrounding combustibles. Ray, whose body was not burning up, but was lit by a black flame around him, was seized by the fire beneath his feet. A black flame shook the hem of my shoes and clothes, but they didn't burn.

The carpet didn't burn except where it was lit directly, and it must have the same nature as his clothes and yesterday's guest room. Leaving Ray covered in a heavy cloth garment, only his feet and the table kept burning.

"Where did you learn that?"

"No, I told you, didn't I? It's my special abilities."

I replied to Ray, whose voice was being roasted by the hot air beneath his feet.

With his back on the door, he grabbed the door knob over the bottom of his clothes so that Sail could jump out at any time. Arthur's outfit is full of extraordinary domination. Even now, he was able to stay on the brink of being able to disperse.

Instead of being able to escape easily in this spot, I now call on Ray to step on the carpet.

I don't think you can easily believe it with a special ability that I don't know what it means. But at least if he can convince me why I want to cooperate.

"I know with this ability." You're looking for Lyre. He's your benefactor... ah... I've been looking for it because I've had a terrible breakup. I didn't want the Anchors to know, so I continued to hide it at school, hired people who I didn't like to work in the back, hung it up to the bounty, let the lower class listen to it, and completely shut my mouth. 'Cause Lyre... "

Don't say any more... I'll burn down the root of your tongue...

It's rough and disruptive.

Ray peels his fangs at me, who only lines up the facts to prove it. I was exposed to the past, which I had been hiding only inside myself, and I was stunned by the blood of the eyes of Goryu.

A swirl of black urns swirled around him again, as if it was an instant attack. Hold yourself in your arms, resist your emotions, and suppress your special abilities. It seemed to be holding back against offensive language.

Shut your mouth consciously once so you don't stimulate me anymore. The more I talked about it, the more I was going to let my ability run wild again, and the more I could kill him.

Surrounded by black flames, a damp glance pierces me behind an artistic mask. Repeating his breath on his shoulder as if he were lacking acid, he opened his mouth, which continued to be tied up as he watered down the tremendous sweat.

"It's all in vain because of you guys...... I can't find Liar... I've been deprived of the money and the means to hire him without even having access to his information..."

The throat-piercing rage was like a spear of fire in its own voice.

The black flame swayed around him, judging all the culprits to be us, and it expanded without needing to burn. For an instant, the pitch-black eyes glowed with the same pitch-black color as the pitch-black eyes. His anger and itchiness are well understood. This was his last chance to find Rhea, before he took over the Marquis's family name.... and I lost everything I had when Anchorson was dropped. There was supposed to be a grace period of three years.

"After knowing my purpose, what do you want to do? Why are you interrupting me while saying you want to cooperate?"

“I didn't mean to intrude! I want to help you! Let's find Lyre together!”

Shut up! Shortly afterwards, I was yelled at again by the voice I was applying.

The amount of heat further increased, and the heat stroked the skin to our range where the fire had not arrived. Arthur suddenly held his breath and closed his eyes. He looked back at me with his torso and hugged me with both hands. Arthur, who was ready to jump out whenever he turned his back on the fire, instantly felt his throat twitching. I thought I would get injured again and my fingers trembled slightly.

Even yesterday, Ray wasn't trying to attack us. Even now, it is not even his intention to fire again.

"I don't have anything anymore!" "Again!" What will remain without the support of the stolen […] anchors? "

His face, stirred up by the fire with enthusiasm and wrapped in black flames, is so bright red that it can be seen from a distance.

She covered her face with her hands and scratched her nails with her fingertips. Maybe you don't know what you're talking about anymore. It's getting close to chaos in a fever that doesn't cool down.

Raise my voice again to stop his consciousness.

Still, it doesn't reach him. As I tried to walk up, I was held back by my arms from both Steyl and Arthur. I know, it's dangerous to get close to him now. "...... Still!"

"I'll leave you with it."

He screams as the hot air burns his throat.

Arthur, who sheltered me, pushed his face over his shoulder and screamed at him as he mourned beyond the black flame.

I saw him wrapped up in a heat source that seemed to have been drunk by the vortex for a moment, and still grabbed me from the gap between the flame and my fingers. With so much light blinking white and black and dazzling, his voice still rattles so much that it hurts to catch him straight.

"Meet Rhea... I'll definitely find her... I'll do anything to find her..."

For the first time, I hesitate.

I know it's not easy to say from here on out. But this is the only word I can find to reach him anymore.

The taste of blood makes me bite my mouth, and I won't allow my voice to disappear. I can't be sure how long I'll be with the game. I don't know if it's not! Even so, he definitely needs to be reunited with Rhea.

Instantly squeeze your open eyes into your eyelids and grab Stale's hand without closing it anymore. Arthur's shoulder saw the black ray surrounding Ray shake heavily. She raised her covered face slightly and reflected me with her swaying round eyes. Even though your body is hot, your face tightens up to the sensation of your throat tightening as your chilliness strokes your back. Still, I let out words that might one day be cruel, to move him around now.

Even Elias is determined to want to see you.

His wide eyes splattered with sharks.

The next moment, the black hole that was flooding around him widened enough to fill my sight. At last, Steel opens the door and Arthur bursts out into our corridors. I held my breath in a dazzling black flame that I thought would crush my eyes, and when I caught up with the thought of attacking again, it was outside the room.

We rolled over to the side of the door to get away from his attack again, but after we hardened from it... nothing happened.

Although my eyes were dazzled by the tremendous amount of light, the black flame never jumped out of the door like yesterday.

While breathing deeply in the airy hallway of the room that kept the heat accumulating, neither Steyl nor Arthur said anything for a while. Even though I was obsessed with it, I was surprised at the roughness of my breath that my oxygen was thin.

Arthur, who had embraced us, still stood on his knees without loosening his arms, so that he could run out again at any time, but in the meantime, he didn't jump out of the door with a single burst of fire.

Hold your breath and look out for each other to see if the other side of the room is safe. In the unlikely event, I don't know what would happen if I were to be set on fire the moment I let him peek in the face.

I heard it again when it was suddenly silent enough for my ears to hear it at the end. It was the sound of a fire bursting, but it was different. It was a little stronger than when I entered the room, the sound of my hands.

Arthur let go of us softly. Without a sound, I put my back against the wall and slowly approached the door that remained open. While Arthur's heart was pulsing irregularly as he turned to see what was happening... a sound was coming from across the room.

Tan, Tan, and the sound of footsteps sucked into the carpet, and Arthur quickly bounced back in front of us. Steyl grabs my hand and Arthur's shoulder. Ray soon appeared as he took a breath and crouched down on the floor.

"... find Lyre."

It's a quiet voice.

The voice that sank so low before, it was a clear voice that was different from the voice that was driven by passion. Out of the door, he immediately noticed us and said so, looking down at us with his reddish rhinestone eyes. The tone close to the declaration was the strongest will I heard today. I hung my salaried black hair in my ears, and my face calmed down more than when I was surrounded by flames, and now I don't feel any anger or hatred.

"I'll sell my soul to the devil for that."

There was no more black flames or anything.

Everything that was swirling around just now disappeared, and I realized that I was holding back that huge amount of firepower by myself. When the eyes and eyes met, his face slightly tightened again. He frowned and stared at me with a steep expression as he turned to face us.

Flip over the heavy fabric clothes and walk up to Arthur, who is going to put his back on me.

”That's why... I'll team up with you guys with the intention of being tricked”

Still without concealing his unbelievable feelings, he says.

I stood on one knee like Arthur in combat, and my gaze was on me. With a rugged expression, Arthur looks at me like this. Steyl and Arthur were slightly relieved of vigilance as they tied their lips to him. He reached out to me, whispering, "However," his body muscles tightened. Release my hand gently from the stele and shake Arthur's right hand as he asks for a handshake over his shoulder

Bashi, I'm sorry.

... before I grabbed it, I was grabbed by him.

Rather than shaking hands, I grabbed my wrist with a bigger hand than a palm.

The sound of two breathing sounds reached my ears, and immediately after that, Arthur and Steil stood up at the same time, but I stopped them with a word. The good news is that Ray's low voice can be heard from a distance again, as if he dared to paint his voice on top.

"... if I couldn't find Lyre, then..."

If you wave his hand here now, the negotiation will burst. I'm sure of it.

Tie your dry lips tightly and force them into your face so that you don't notice your fright. Rey grabbed my hand and slowly pulled it back as Arthur gently held his hand as a black domination emanated from the styles.

Arthur's arms stretched and he stood on his knees as he crouched over his shoulder. Ray's strength was strong as he stepped forward and almost climbed Arthur's back. Grabbed and pulled, my fingertips twisted and approached his face. Unconsciously, his shoulders stretched as he understood what he was going to do before being stretched. Hold your breath before your fingers get there, or you'll have to look away.

Katan, the guided fingertips reached his mask.

An artistic mask that conceals the right face in the left half. From the fingertips to the first joint, it touches firmly, is caught, and falls off his face with his will while being manipulated.

"All of you, be prepared to be like this."

The mask that fell on the floor rolled next to his shoes.

Rather than an emotionless sound, I, and Arthur and Stale, will be nailed to him in front of me. I hear two throats, reminding me of his settings.

hid under his mask as he grabbed my hand to keep me from escaping

Looking at the burned and fallen half.

My face is melting.

Underneath the thin membrane, it was burnt, and the muscles of the muscles were clearly visible as if they were a human body model. The left eye, which was holding the pink pupil, melted its eyelids and tear bags, claiming that only the eyeballs were melted. In the game, it's a real "burn mark" hidden in the shadows.

The reason why he kept wearing a mask. A true figure that I could only show to my beloved Amlet. The wounds in his heart that could not be avoided are there in shape.

On the other hand, Amlet's mouth was initially covered with his hands.

"... yes."

Exhale narrowly, gently pointing your fingers toward your cheek with your fixed wrist.

After passing a distance of one mask, he easily reached his cheek and was able to stroke it down. Maybe my reaction was unexpected, but his eyes were wide open and his melted eyelids twitching.

For a moment, he stopped his finger wondering if it hurt to be touched, but he wouldn't wave at me.

It might be hard to believe that a normal woman is plain with burn marks. However, I am already somewhat used to seeing people's wounds in battle. I knew from the beginning what was under his mask... and I knew that the wounds in his chest were worse and continued to hurt.

"Let's find Lyre."

I just want you to stroke my cheek with the movement of your fingers and at least heal this wound.

Unbelievably wide-open eyes, he laughs with confidence to reassure me. You'll find it, you'll find it, you'll find it, you'll find it in your attitude.

He hasn't met Amlet yet.

Heals his heartbreak. She's not here, but there's still something I can do.

I feel the vibration of his hand shaking slightly while grabbing it, and now I'm stretching out my arm. I stepped over Arthur's shoulder and put my fingertips and hands on my burnt cheeks.

For now, let us rejoice that we were only allowed to touch him. I will live up to his trust and hope with just one drop.

I'm sure he'll need a reunion with Lyre if he's going to live his life.

When I thought about it, my mouth went up even further, smiling. I move my tongue, thinking that I would look worse than he does with this face.

Noticing that, the same line slides out of my mouth as the first lie that the Las Boss threw up on Ray.

"I'll let you meet me."

In the name of the First Princess of the Kingdom of Freesia.

He swallowed only the words and gave him only the declaration.

The vibration passed from the attached palm to his cheek, as if he had woken up with a tremor.