Thus, the wise strive for light - to start over with a life in different worlds

I was looking out the window all by myself after everyone was asleep.

It's not like I can't sleep. It's not like there's anything either.

I was just staring at the sky with the moon floating.

Countless stars and moons in the sky. And beneath it is a desert lit by the moonlight.

There, there is not a single color called red, and it seems as if the evening event was a lie.

I got out of bed and sat in a nearby chair, with my cheekstick on the table and closer to the view, sighing.

… there is a backcutter in this world.

The magic of connecting the other worlds, said to be the door, requires the cooperation of the magical otherworlds, and it must also be with the power of the connected otherworlds themselves to maintain it.

But the magic of this world cannot be used unless it is a girl, Sophia, who is a brave man.

... that is.

"... no. There's no way it's Sophia."

But there's also no contradiction.

It takes years to transfer alone, but this way we can create a door in less than an hour.

Besides, I don't need high technology. Remember, "I want to connect doors to different worlds," and anyone can do it.

But there is another being born and magical in this world.

It's not just me.

But I've never wanted to go back to my original world, and I've never wanted to connect.

Even if it were me, I'd have to keep in mind to keep the door open, so it should close soon.

I get up from my chair and sink my body in the bed.

Let's get some sleep. Maybe I'm getting tired.

You mustn't let my friend, Sophia, suspect anything, and there's no way she would do that.

... I wonder if it was ever since my parents that I believed someone like this.

It's a funny story to think about. A wise man, who was an instrument of war, believes in people by becoming a man named Lazareth.

But, well... I didn't feel bad.

"Lazareth.... Lazares-Mercius, or"

Snuff gently to make sure of your name.

When I closed my eyelid and fell asleep facing the window, I heard an unexpected twist behind me.

Turning around as I opened my heavier eyelid, there was a look of Sophia trying to get into my futon.

"... are you sleeping down? Well, I can't help it, so I'm gonna sleep in a chair."

"... no. I didn't fall asleep."

"Then what's the matter? Could it have been loud?

I was going to try not to sound as loud as I could, but maybe I was making noises.

But Sophia shook her head at my words like that and hugged my body all the time.

"... Huh?

"Please let me stay."

... Why, suddenly?

But my thoughts are quickly dismissed because I'm not used to women.

"... Lasalles. Thanks."

"Huh?"

"Thank you for believing in me"

"Ah... you mean that. You've been asked."

Is there no way it was Sophia earlier?

... she, too, must have been scared to be suspected.

Of course. If they suspect me, I don't have an alibi. It is easy to jump the neck.

I try to look back in her arms and I get a stronger hug.

"... over here, don't look"

"... ah, oh. Okay."

She's right, I stare into the sky again as I face the window.

But I don't care about the stars or the moon anymore.

I don't even know how she is...

- I didn't understand.

I was scrubbing my sleeping eyes and riding my carriage to a checkpoint in the middle of town.

Mentila and Manica hadn't noticed about yesterday or treated me as usual, but only one person was different.

"Mr. Lasalles, you were an asshole yesterday."

"... yes, because it's a desert"

Alice talking to Niyaniya.

To be honest, this one's barely asleep, so I wanted you to give me a break.

I speak to Manica sitting across Alice as she flees.

"Manica, what do you do after all? Bethenburg, the neighborhood uncle, will probably feed you."

"Ah, it's cowardly to run away in a language I don't understand."

Alice swells her cheeks and enters the protest, but she ignores it thoroughly.

After a while, Manica opened her mouth as she glared at my complexion.

"… I'm going to continue my journey to find wise men in a nearby city"

"Well, then it's goodbye here. Well, I hope you find a wise man."

... Should I be named?

But you have no more power to open the door to me. It's no use finding me.

"Hey, Manica. What would you do if you found a wise man?

"Me? I want to live in this world with my whole family."

"Hmm? There would be an original world, wouldn't there?

"... because that world is hardly a place where people can live anymore"

"What do you mean?

As her words were depriving her of consciousness, the carriage suddenly swayed heavily and stopped moving.

"Mr. Mentila, what's wrong!

"... I don't know, but it's obviously crazy"

I look out of the car because his words don't really get the guidelines.

There, the fog, which would not first occur in the desert, covered and hid this whole town.