Not long after Ain lost consciousness on his way ho.
Not in the real world, but in the spiritual world created by a particular force.
Blue plains stretching everywhere.
Under a single tree that grew on a small high hill, one beautiful woman was knee-pillowing Ain.
There was a silver-haired man standing on his back near her like that.
"- I think I've done too much. But heh."
A man roughs up his voice just saying that he couldn't hide his frustration, but couldn't help it.
Then a beautiful woman opens her mouth with a gracious voice, as she despises him like that.
"Yeah, you were worried, weren't you? Because the figurine they carried could do sothing wrong to this girl."
"... yes"
"Still, you should have kept it down a little bit. I haven't recovered yet because of Cain's impotence."
Without disputing one thing, Cain leaned over without being able to.
"I'll have a hard ti with Sylvia, too"
"Yeah, I've been used to it since you were a skeleton."
"Don't talk about the old days. Now it would be."
Sa... and a cool breeze stroked their cheeks.
Cain stared at the distance, but his consciousness was pointing toward Sylvia's knee.
"Maybe a few more months?
"Until recovery."
"That's right. I used the power of Cain."
To use Durahan's power, Ain's body was still too shocked.
"Reflected?
"No, I'm doing that right after I use my powers."
Then Sylvia smiled and made a call to Cain.
"Hey, hey, ears over here"
"What the sudden"
"Fine, here you go"
Cain obeyed the word honestly, looking badly punished.
I'm comatose Ein because of myself.
In addition, Sylvia is sotis left to recover, and now there is no reluctance at all.
"It's great to reflect properly. Good boy, good boy."
Her hand strokes Cain's silver hair as she spills a flashing grin.
In response to such an unexpected blow, he accidentally dotted his eyes properly.
…………
It wasn't the lightness or the dissatisfaction that blurred Cain's brain.
If I were to put it into words, sothing like confusion about Sylvia's behavior?
"You can be a little happy now."
"I'm not that old. Besides, it wouldn't be a pleasant situation."
"You know, to be honest, I don't think Cain was wrong. Because it's a red fox, isn't it? It's not too late for anything."
"But"
"Yeah, but (,). It's a reflection on what I've done too much, but it ans I had no choice."
Although we have just discussed sothing similar earlier, Sylvia tells Cain again, in a reworded fashion.
Sylvia's hand slowly left Cain's and was put on Ain's forehead.
Silence drifts between us for a while.
Surrounded by unreal nature and feeling the light of the wind and the sun, the two spent this ti in silence.
Occasionally, Ain't "Hmmm......" I get to sleep.
At that ti, the two of us looked at Ain's face and were relieved by how he was recovering.
"Sooner or later, I'll teach you the sword again"
"- Yeah."
"It should eventually reach the Imperial Castle. The best loyalists on the continent should still be waiting in that land"
Hearing the words, Sylvia reckons and closes her eyes.
Her hands were gentler than ever and she gently stroked Ain's cheek.
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