The Song of Kaxilda

"How did you meet him?"

On this day, Reginald learned of the private meeting between Licht and Miles from nowhere, summoned her to his throne, and questioned her.

However, Lichter originally didn't care whether the private meeting between the two of them would be known to others.

"You can't stop everyone who comes into contact with me, Father." Licht stepped forward, "Or do you have any dissatisfaction with His Royal Highness Miles?"

Reginald frowned and stared at her, as if he wanted to see into her heart, but he couldn't do it after all: "That's not the case. It's just...you can't leave Dumu."

"Does the father still want to continue imprisoning me?"

Reginald stood up: "Imprisoned? Why do you think so?"

"Then why did my father never let me leave this palace?" Licht stepped up the steps in front of the throne and approached him, "His Royal Highness Miles and his party are here to visit Doum, may my father have mentioned me to the guests?" does it exist?"

"It's for your own good."

"How ridiculous, Father." Licht smiled unscrupulously, "You said the same thing eight years ago."

Reginald looked at her who was becoming more and more unfamiliar now: "Do you remember?"

"Since you have left an unforgettable mark on me, how dare I forget?"

Lichter raised her head stubbornly, a white light mark was faintly visible on the neck decorated with bow tie, submerged into the collar.

That was before Miles broke into her little world.

The eyes longing for freedom are concentrated on the tip of the sword, which is strangely refreshing and cold.

In the end, Reginold was merciful. The wound was deep, but it was not fatal. It was only after letting her lie down for three full months that she almost recovered.

Since then, Lichter has changed a little bit, but no one can tell what is wrong.

After all, she was already eccentric and elusive enough.

"It's better to just..." She made a knife with her hand, stroked it on her neck, and looked at Reginald with a smile, "To avoid future troubles, right? Father."

Reginald was silent for a moment, looking at her eyes with a bit of sadness: "You are very similar to her, but you are not her."

Licht, who still had a smile on her lips, didn't respond to him, her lowered eyes darkened: "It's too late."

"Could it be..." Reginald grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to raise her head, "That dance...you attended?"

The coquettish pupils glowing with golden luster instantly overwhelmed his thoughts.

"It's too late since your stab at me, my... father."

Case broke free from his grasp, took a few steps back, and watched the hall door slowly open amidst the creaking sound.

Outside the palace, two suns, one red and one blue, were slowly sinking into the shimmering lake, casting long and thin shadows in the gorgeous hall.

"The rest will be left to you." He turned around and said to the visitor in a tone without any emotion.

Reginald squinted his eyes and finally figured out who the face against the light belonged to, but this made him even more surprised.

"Your Highness Miles, this is..."

Miles raised the saber in his hand and pointed it straight at him: "Draw out your sword."

"Where are the guards?" Reginald opened his mouth, but found that the guards guarding the door had changed into Lucien's soldier attire at some point.

"The king of the orc kingdom, maybe he doesn't know what level of human magic application ability and technology has reached?" Miles shook his head, glanced behind him, and instructed him to look that way.

In the courtyard of the royal palace outside the hall, the mage holding a long staff was surrounded by Lucian soldiers. On the ground in front of him was a thin, foldable metal plate engraved with an obscure pattern. unseen things.

"Teleportation array." Case stood between the two and explained, "After instilling mana into the crystal nucleus, it can continue to operate for a day without distance restrictions. Humans usually use it to transport troops, and I'm afraid the entire palace has been controlled by now. gone."

"I don't know anything." Reginald, who was aware of the two's intentions, stretched his hand above the sword at his waist, "I have been working on restoring the relationship between orcs and humans, and I want to restore Dum to its former glory. , are they all wrong?"

"The thousand-year entanglement between humans and orcs, let's end it now." Miles approached him with a sword.

Reginald drew his sword out of its sheath and confronted him: "So, what about her? She is also an orc."

"Her?" Miles showed a troubled expression, "She's different... ah!"

Reginald struck first, thrusting his sword at him.

Under his fierce attack, Miles could only retreat, and slashed back after reacting.

While they were fighting, Case sat on the steps in front of the throne, watching them, whispering to himself, "This is just closing the deal. He wants power, I want freedom, and it's a fair deal."

Don't know what price to pay.

"No, I never wanted to hurt anyone, but I don't want anyone to hurt you either."

Just, is it necessary?

"I can't answer that."

does it worth?

"I don't know the answer, Licht..."

Reginald and Miles only heard his voice during the battle, and no one could understand the language he used.

That is the language that belongs to only two people.

Reginald, who kept retreating due to Miles' fierce counterattack, stepped up the steps step by step. In the extreme danger, he gritted his teeth to support Case, who was indifferent: "Lichter, do you know what you did? You This is a betrayal of the kingdom of orcs!"

Case was taken aback, but just shook his head: "Wrong, father, I didn't belong here in the first place."

"You!" Reginald became angry for a moment, and ignored Miles' attack, grabbed his arm and dragged him up the steps.

Case was strangled by his neck and pressed on the throne in an extremely uncomfortable posture.

The next moment, the saber piercing Case's heart was shot down by Miles.

Reginald lost his strength, panting, and fell under the crumbling throne.

Miles pursed his lips, raised his sword high, and prepared to deal him the final blow.

"look!"

There was a frenzied cry from outside the hall.

"Look! The banner has been hoisted, and the joy is coming!"

"Officer Simon?" Reginold saw the dancing man outside watching the sun set.

The double moon did not rise as usual, and the sky showed a strange purple-red color.

And the originally shining stars also scattered their light, dimmed endlessly, and drilled dense holes in the curtain of night.

In the dark night, the cold wind leaps up and cuts open the deepest abyss in the darkness.

As if inspired by something, everyone stopped their movements and looked down at the fragmented Lake Harry that was cut by the wind.

The dark lake reflected the reflection of the castle unusually. It was dilapidated and withered. It was not the royal city of Dum they were in.

Case struggled to stand up, took a few steps down the steps, and rushed to the stranger named Simon.

"Have you found the Yellow Seal? Have you found the Yellow Seal?" Seeing him, Simon became even more frantic, "Whoever sees the Yellow Seal can go to Carcosa, before it disappears, before everything ends. Whoever sees it will gain endless joy, endless..."

"Impossible." Reginald cut off his words. "The Yellow Seal has been lost. As early as 300 years ago, when it was sealed in the lake, the ancestor Reginald I witnessed it with his own eyes."

He and Miles approached side by side without knowing when, as if they had never fought before.

"It's always been there!" Simon yelled in retort. "It's always been here! It's always been with him!"

His finger pointed to Case.

"I've seen the Yellow Seal." Case's tone was exceptionally calm under the contrast, "I know the prophecy."

"That prophecy?" Miles recalled what he talked about when they first met eight years ago.

"Shut up!" cried Reginald, "that's just a..."

"Absurd legend? After treating me like this, can you still think so?" Case laughed at himself, "That's a prophecy, it's a curse. Only when Doum accepts the judgment of fate, Carcosa will not disappear, and I can Break free from it and be truly . . . free."

Reginald raised his sword to him, "For that ridiculous, freedom. Am I just being soft-hearted and want to bury the whole Doum? Lichter, my daughter, I wish I could—"

"So, are you going to kill me?" Case finally revealed a sad tone, "Father, you never knew me."

Reginald looked at his golden eyes speechlessly.

"I'm not Licht."