Sanzen no Souru Supina

What happened was Gisele's cautious period - that is, when a month was about to pass.

It was a fall storm night.

The rain swept sideways in the breeze, so much so that the crossing was flooded.

In Extram it is a rainy season from fall to winter.

The sound of the trees breaking here echoed the Pope's Office's Galan (Cancer).

Rahn postponed Gisele's supplementary course, which was his last scheduled course that night.

The dormitories of the female squire were a long way from the auditorium used for the supplementary courses.

It is surrounded by physical and moral walls that say to the male squire, "By the walls of Heliatium (the capital of the Vibronze Empire: leave the castle fortifications still in Agantilis period)".

The curfew is tight.

This is an ethical consideration.

Again, spindlers have many noble children and children.

You should understand it as a story that there must be a mistake (...).

Gisele will not be held accountable if Lern, the lecturer, offers a recess.

Besides, Rahn himself, I'm totally sorry to go out in the storm.

Thanks to this, I can immerse myself in my own research for the first time.

Rahn caged the caretaker monks in the facilities of the Holy Relics Management Division for the convenience of a night meal.

There was literature I put my hands on.

Because of the supplementary classes every night, it's something I was lagging behind.

I proceeded to read greedy.

It was written down by an archaeologist during the Agantilis dynasty, where an astonishing record was kept.

Larn drowned in a sea of letters.

What brought Larn back to reality from that happy immersion was a breeze that blew in.

Ooh, and the flames of the three great candles stuck in the candlestick swayed.

Larn sheltered the book, and then saw the windy direction.

To protect the group of books, incredibly, the workshop of the Holy Relics Management Division, whose doors were opened with careful attention to ventilation and lighting.

From there, the outside air kept blowing in.

I quickly solved Larn's question as to why.

Because there was an intruder.

The body was wet and pale as a white wax under the moon.

Its hair still wet in the rain and affixed to its luxurious flesh, bouncing in a light peach color under the sun.

I was a maiden.

The testimony came from a short piercing coat of length - the likeness of the beautiful boys who were wine pourers at the Agantilis feast - wet and seemingly clear.

Rahn knew at a glance who it was.

"Giselle... why did you come here?

On a stormy night like this?

How did you get so wet?

How dare you?

What were the guards doing?

There must have been as much to ask.

But none of them could ask Rahn for an answer.

Not saying anything, he tried to wipe the hair of the unbroken wet Gisele, brought to the side of the door as he was relieved, with a towel.

Pan, and his hand was bounced, as if he had touched the thunder.

Larn felt Gisele's "spindle" swirl.

But Rahn soon found out that it wasn't out of hostility, it was the same attitude as when a stranded breeding cat was showing dissatisfaction with its owner.

I don't see why, but Giselle was angry.

Larn realized he'd never seen Gisele angry before.

Even during the vortex of the tongue accident in the dining room, Giselle had the same calmness and exhilaration she was enjoying when beating her opponent in a debate somewhere.

Larn has felt that he is the bearer of a free heart, as elusive as a cloud.

That's also why it was a fear.

But Gisele in front of him was different from any Gisele Lern had ever seen.

Obvious dissatisfaction, anger - like a cat who stubbornly felt it from all over his body.

"What's wrong?

Finally, that's all Larn asked.

"... lecture, why didn't you come"

Giselle said in the tone of a maiden who had been soaked of the encounter.

"Lecture… Today, I should have put a wooden tag on the bulletin board to announce the adjournment."

"Did you hang this?

Gorangaran, and a wooden plaque to the effect that lectures would be given as usual was rolled on the floor.

"Not me."

"I see. Right.“ Professor, there's no way you can lie like this. "

Ha, I look like an idiot.

Gisele laughed in a thirsty voice.

"What are you talking about?

"It's the usual harassment, I'm saying. I seriously lost it. Sounds stupid."

"Always, Giselle, are you always doing this?

Gisele gazed at Larn's inquiry and looked at Larn.

Acknowledging there the kind of light that shoots, Rahn perceived everything.

Give me what Gisele has endured.

"That's why this outfit, however much..."

"Didn't you say that water is the medium, me, about alien powers? The more areas that come into direct contact with the skin, the more accurate and sensitive it is. - 'Cause you can't wander around the Pope's office naked."

"Were you looking for me?

"Who else?

"... it wouldn't have been so hard to find out who did all this crap with your powers?

"Do you want to make sure your surroundings are full of enemies - if" Professor ”?

Once you know exactly who your enemies are, the next stage will be quick.

You don't mean "scout," do you?

It's in the dictionary, too.

Search and Destroy are one word in parentheses.

“Professor"? "

Larn felt a peek inside his daughter named Gisele into a dressed and unfilled hole.

Gisele's abilities are powerful, but the controls are unstable.

Didn't I say so myself?

"I don't know how it could be" felt, "he said.

Didn't Gisele already know what kind of group it was that people kept harassing herself?

Haven't you been pretending to know all along, knowing?

Haven't we continued to relate to the emotions of many of our contemporaries who believe that "we are not exposed = we are anonymous", also unacceptably turning away from the malice surrounding us?

Isn't that what made you framed to look for the “professor" = Rahn who didn't come to the promised place today... to look directly at him?

At that time when I used an anomaly.

And didn't I know that?

Human malice.

The unexpected impulse - whether it was love or mercy - is not known to Larn.

But the next moment I was holding him.

Gisele was shaking.

He suddenly stretched his limbs and was trembling.

Gyu, and his hands grab Larn's chest and his wet clothes and hair make a stain.

"" Professor "… what do you want me to do after this?

said Gisele in a trembling voice.

"Talk to me whenever you feel comfortable."

Of course Larn knew that was on the getaway of a cunning adult.

I know, but I guess that line mouthed because Larn still had as much exit left.

But the relative Gisele, it wasn't.

Gu, and Gisele turned herself in her arms, wrapped her arms around her and pulled off her body.

"With that - to that extent, you're trying to control me? Professor, that's too cheap.

Painful criticism stuck to the Pope's Office on a stormy night.

Rahn saw the bruises and droplets flowing down Gisele's body surface reflux.

"Don't know - don't touch human hearts or secrets - you don't even know how desperate I am to do this" Chihiro ".

Humans look into their eyes when they try to relate straight to them, don't they?

You'll listen to your words, won't you?

You're going to touch your hand, you're going to try to make sure it's real, right?

But if I do, I... my powers will “search for their secrets."

All this time, you have to dive in and give up touching your breath and be disputed by society, not being able to see them straight, blocking your ears - the pain of it, you know?

That's what Gisele said.

Larn finally overlooked himself and noticed a misunderstanding.

"Always active -"

"I say no beforehand -" Professor, "I know much more dangerous information than you think.

For example, the son of the Balaje family, who became my pardon: the childhood friend of Ashledau: the niece of Cardinal Couveria (later Magest VI): that Redamaria Cruz is really the daughter of the same Cardinal.

Lord of the Balaje family: that Gresnau, in the performance of his earlier sacramental duties, is concealing in his home the sacred relics entrusted in secret contact with the Princess of the Night Devil - and… "

Giselle's voice shook with a smile lacking equilibrium and crying to tell her, but somewhere out of the blue - like a witch telling her about a temple - it was crazy.

Bruised water feathers stood against each other, representing Gisele's heart.

Larn insisted and inferred from the likelihood that Gisele's psychic powers were bidirectional.

I don't just know the information - I thought it might be possible to communicate it to them.

That's why Gisele was always holding back this wild storm of alienation.

Not to be known, not to be understood by anyone.

Gisele's chilling attitude toward others was that all of her behavior in trying to get someone closer to her inside was a pressure valve to control this alienation.

And that insight, that reasoning, is right.

Larn's right arm, stretched out unintentionally, cut the sky.

To prevent humans from grasping the water, Gisele's flesh tried to rub through Rahn's stillness as he rushed back down the hallway of the facility.

Gisele's mind moved clearly to Rahn.

Maybe that was because of the drops of rain that touched and stained Larn.

That conveyed Gisele's heart to Rahn.

"Suicide bombing (...)"

Those two letters burned clearly on the back of Larn's brain.

Giselle keeps popping out into the courtyard of the flooded Pope's Office, trying to ramble her own alien powers - which I found out.

If this wasn't the Pope's office, Gisele's prospect of madness would have crumbled without Rahn having to put his hands down.

The "Hiraki" = "Spindle" of the Genius only works properly inside the "Closed Corridor".

I don't get high torque.

Even powerful and capable people have limited "spindle" energy to operate in normal spaces.

But here in the Sacred Capital: in Extram, - on the premises of this Pope's Office, the Spindle increases its torque as if it were a "closed corridor".

Because it's a sanctuary - yes everyone says with their mouths together.

But if you believe Giselle's confession that she's a constantly activated type, putting herself on this property - is to continue to be compelled to continue to use a powerful alien for Giselle, which should have continued to inflict on her the pain of being torn apart in spirit.

I've always been desperate to keep my teeth shut.

The skin rubbed off, and the flesh and bones glanced away, rubbing the heart away.

And Gisele's suicide bombing meant nothing more than unleashing the “secret" - no other distinction - that was stored inside it.

It invades the “mind” of others like a rough surge with water as a conductor and burns the image.

In some cases, it could be enough output to burn out the "mind”.

Serious sequelae.

No, more than that, some of the “secrets” that Gisele just ran into the mouth are things that should never be put out into the world.

It was at this moment that Rahn was prepared that Gisele, who tried to get out of reach like a mirage, had to do so himself.

Giselle could only hear the sound of the space stirring up.

Rahn's Inergies, often wrongly referred to as Petrification: Memorization is an extremely special ability to stagnate the subject's time progression, precisely.

There is not even a Knights of Instruction coaching the Sacred Knights who can exercise this ability to preserve important materials and amazingly diverse applications such as extending the lives of the wounded without the help of a limited but Focus.

This is why Rahn concurrently serves as the site commander with the Holy Relics Management Section/Chief while still serving as Cardinal.

With jewels, a dedicated "focus", and a special set of gloves for manipulating it = "Graparda", Larn's idiosyncrasies, which allow even time retroactive voyages only for brief and very limited events - have been treated as irreplaceable talents with nothing even lined up in the papal administration, which has spawned a number of powerful idiosyncrasies.

In "Hiraki", Rahn stopped sewing on the spot every piece of water that wrapped Gisele around him.

There was a noise, and the door closed so that time would unwind.

Meanwhile, a sweat swept down Larn's forehead.

No, from what I saw, there were a number of sweats floating around like balls.

So much so that the Memorization pushes the subject into time progression within his consciousness is a move that makes the user strong in load and drain.

Rahn is devoting his life to the price.

I don't know when I'm going to break it - that's the kind of psychic.

That being the case, Larn says quietly.

Its serenity is the manifestation of Rahn's strong "will".

"I see... Giselle, I know exactly what you're saying. The suffering and solitude are also a little understandable to me. My life wasn't straight, either, when I was born an innate psychic."

It was like walking up a weaving ramp and back again and again.

Larn continues.

"But - in the diocese of our Extram Pope's Office, we do not need a psychic like the one that humans cannot manage. Forever."

Delayed time moves applied to Gisele do not block information.

If you can, it sticks to the surface of its flesh and is preserved.

I don't move one finger, I can't blink one, but my hearing delivers Larn's voice to my brain, and if I put it in perspective, my vision can also capture Larn.

Gisele will perceive them as if she were dreaming in an instant at the moment of the unraveling of Memorization.

The moment the compressed information is defrosted in the brain, it bursts into the ground.

So it's not in vain for Rahn to speak to Gisele in a stalled stream.

"It's useless to have a" little one "that you can't control - you knew very well about that, Giselle, even you.

You wouldn't dare say, "You knew exactly what you were doing," would you?

That's why you're here today. Wouldn't you?

Larn continued, not even speaking up.

Not in the usual clear shape, it had a dark sound somewhere behind it.

"'Fall with me,' that's why.

Unleash me from this tormented raw, so.

You say to me, "Take charge of one stick at the end of his life."

You were calculating it thoroughly because you were unconscious, no?

So you came to me today, this day, on a stormy night looking so defenseless - aiming for it, didn't you?

sloppy, and Larn pulls out a knife on his hips.

A steel blade that is not comfortable for personal protection, but it was too good to end the life of a sacrificial lamb with no movement.

Larn turns to the front of Gisele.

"And revealed the secret."

The blade glowed dull with flaming lights back from the candlestick.

Water droplets caught in "Memorize" on Gisele's body surface defied gravity and swung like pudding.

It was a precursor to the stagnation time being lifted.

"Giselle, you can't just let you go wild."

Earlier than I could finish, Larn shook the knife down Gisele's chest.

Bu, and the sound of silk tearing.

Then, a knife that Larn let go fell on the stone on the floor to make a tall noise.

The blood didn't shine.

On the contrary, Gisele's flesh had no scratches.

Instead, a small slice was made into a piercing coat.

Larn put his knife in his sheath and put his hands on Gisele's clothes, tearing them apart at the mercy of his strength.

From the cut added, the silk costume was easily cut off.

At the next moment, Gisele's frozen time was thawed.

Tappy, and the water slapped the floor.

Gisele had been captured by Larn's arms.

He held his shoulder in his right arm and eagled his glutes in his left hand.

"Thereafter you shall be placed under my control.

property, as a collection.

Engraving of the flesh, everywhere in the spirit, everywhere.

Make sure you can't forget that for a moment.

But instead, I give you the right to submit to my command.

As long as I follow that, I'll take full responsibility.

Any “secret” you learn is mine.

The only person who can overturn this is under the Pope's Holiness - that person.

God's proxy, that's all.

So, don't get tired of "knowing” anymore.

You belong to me.

I am your Lord - obey. "

I'll manipulate the Omae.

Low, whispering so, Larn carried Gisele's naked body to a hidden bedroom bed on the back of the dossier room.

It was specially appointed for Rahn, who couldn't escape the habit of staying up all night and immersed in research.

"No more falling back"

From this moment forward, we will be allies united by the disloyalty of sharing “secrets”.

Okay? Yeah, Larn confirmed.

There was no response from Gisele.

It's just that Gisele's heart was represented by her arms and legs that held her back so hard.