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Calm your mind.

I close my vision and indulge in meditation.

For the past two months, since Hitaki and Tiara disappeared.

I've been - Fafner Helvilshain has been reevaluating and sorting through his past.

I've been blessed from birth.

By the time I can remember, the people around me had high expectations for me, and I knew early on that I was going to carry the future of the city on my shoulders.

His parents were influential nobles of the Fania territory.

At a time when half of the children born had some kind of disease, there was no physical abnormality whatsoever.

I'm not proud of it, but I think they were also born with a mass of 'qualities' and could choose their future as much as they wanted. At the time, I thought to myself that the term ”chosen one” suited me better than anyone else.

Why did I become the agent of the 'one who steals the truth of blood'?

How did I end up aspiring to be a 'theologian' in the first place, and how did I end up working as a 'senior official' on that day?

Old memories have been snatched away.

It's probably because I was summoned a thousand years later through an unfinished 'labyrinth'.

Nevertheless, that remembrance was an absolutely necessary measure. You can't avoid being seen as the past, so you have to find your own ”roots” first.

--I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it.

At first, it was just a matter of socializing with other powerful aristocrats.

However, I soon began to actively go to the mansions on my own.

The reason for this is simple: the books I wanted to read were only available in the Neisha family.

I was intellectually curious and interested in all kinds of learning in proportion to my ”qualities”.

I was less than ten years old when I started learning languages, literature, theology, philosophy, and aesthetics, and I was able to surpass the amount of knowledge of the adults at that time because I was able to freely enter and exit the Neisha family from an early age.

I remember that road trip.

Along with the house's attendants, I walked through the gates of the Neysha family compound every day.

We were led down that long corridor to our private rooms.

Along the way, they would pass important people from that era.

Two childhood friends with matching short dark brown hair, always walking shoulder to shoulder.

They were Lomis Neysha and Tida Langs, both around twenty years old.

A few years later, they would become the Lords of Fania and the ”Stealers of the Darkness,” but they had no connection to me as a child.

I guess I had only heard a beautiful story from the rumors in the wind that when Tida, a disposable member of a branch family, was in danger, Romis had done his best to save her. It's a good idea to have a best friend of the same age who is trustworthy and speaks well with you, I thought fluently at the time - these two were sent to investigate the ”flame god” a year later, where they met the ”apostles”.

Only one of their childhood friends is discovered and is changed into the Dark God.

As a result, Romis is exposed to the 'curse' of fire and darkness, deprived of his memories of the mansion, made to not trust even his best friend, and forced to go through a very long and lonely path .......

I don't feel sorry for you.

I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about.

I'm going to have to say that I've always resented that action. No matter what Lomis's circumstances, they can't erase the fact that he was a bad guy. Lomis was a really, really bad guy. He was a villain who deserved to go to hell. Otherwise, the victimized ”demons” wouldn't know where to turn for their resentment. I carried the souls of many 'demons' on my back, and I must never forgive that guy. ......

--Chapter 14, Verse 1: 'There is no such thing as a pure end for anyone. But no one has an unholy end either.'

That won't matter much.

Right now, the representative of the 'House of Neisha' that is important to me is not Romis, but Helmina.

The woman who would later become 'the one who steals the reason for blood', Helmina Neysha, was a truly beautiful person.

From the moment I met her, she had a bad look in her eyes, a bad temperament, and a characteristic gesture.

Still, I think she was attractive enough to spill the word ”beautiful”.

My relatives and acquaintances laughed at me for having bad taste and for being deceitful, but my feelings never wavered until the end. That's one of the few things I'm proud of.

If I had to describe Helmina Neisha in one word, it would be 'smart'.

At the time, she was an apprentice doctor, running around the city studying medicine.

And even more so, she spent her sleeping hours compiling the knowledge and experiences she learned after work into a book. Only in the disease of the prevalent ”demonic poisoning” did the books she wrote go far beyond professional books, I think. In other words, she was more than a doctor, she was a 'researcher'.

Truly, she was smart and brilliant. That's why it was always a mystery how Romis, who was disturbed by the 'curse', was able to survive when he tried to usurp the position of a lord.

In order to become the lord himself, Romis pulled the power of the 'Flame God' sama to cause a great purge on the Neysha family, in order to become the lord himself. He betrayed his father and mother and sent them to their deaths, and exiled his excellent relatives without mercy.

With the 'curse', I can't trust anyone but myself anymore. There are only fools in the Fania territory. This was supposed to be his new way of life, but ......, only the excellent Helmina-san survived.

Even though she was a necessary person for the completion of the ”Blood Power”, it was a naive decision that was uncharacteristic of Romis.

In fact, a few years later, Lomis lost his position as lord to Helmina.

-- Now, a thousand years later, I can think about it calmly.

I haven't gained any new information in this era, and there's no such thing as solid evidence.

It's just that the story I saw on the stage a thousand years ago has been viewed slightly differently in a thousand years.

All along in the story of Fania in Year 0 of the New Year, I thought the protagonist was Kanami and the villain was Romis Neisha.

But the protagonist and the villain were not really the same.

Perhaps, but the real mastermind behind the ”Flame God” and the ”Dark God” that led to their destruction was--

--Deuteronomy 12:2 'Keep the time that is limited. Your sloth will harm everyone.'

This, too, is not so important now, I suppose.

It wasn't the battles and tragedies that laid the foundation of my life.

It was even earlier than that.

The knowledge that I learned from Helmina in my childhood is what made Fafner Helvirshine what it is today.

As a child, I believed from the bottom of my heart that there was no one wiser than Helmina.

That's why I followed her from place to place, learning her skills and knowledge.

I can see now that my intentions were very correct.

The Neisha family was the most noble family in Fania and had many books that had been passed down for generations. Furthermore, it was a rule that the few traveling merchants would always stop by the Neysha family and gather all the knowledge and skills from the outside. Helmina had a caring nature, and even just watching that apprentice doctor at work was all knowledge that was hard to gain in the ordinary way.

-- but there was one part of that visitation that she couldn't follow behind.

That's the back of the ”Magisterial Research Institute”.

I was given a position as a ”senior official” and was allowed access to various rooms. However, I couldn't go with them to the depths of the basement, where important experiments were being conducted.

I wasn't happy about it.

I had to wait until I was a little older, and not because I was treated like a child.

It was because Helmina had a girl about my age with her as we headed deeper into the bowels of the institute.

She was a girl with long, dark brownish hair that hung down and dull glowing eyes of the same color.

There was no doubt that she was a 'low-level employee' or something like that from her simple white clothing.

But looking at her as if she was following Helmina-san's assistant, I felt unequal. I've been told that she was only a janitor, but visibly, Ms. Helmina trusted the girl and seemed to be able to teach her various knowledge directly to her. I was trying to protest the fact that a girl my age was being patronized and I was trying to protest--.

”-But I am 'a candle in the abyss only.

What?　...... Huh?　No, I just want to hear the name.

So, 'in your nonsense and rudeness' mistake. Please, please do me a favor.

............

I well remember not being able to talk to the cleaning girl at all.

I had heard that it was not uncommon for such things to happen as the disease of the ”demon poison” progressed. However, this was the first time I was actually faced with it, and as a young boy I was confused and could only tolerate the favoritism.

However, that did not make me back off easily.

Several times, I tried to communicate with that girl - but each time I met her, the symptoms got worse and worse, and eventually I couldn't even introduce myself.

No, .......

I think I had heard her name once, somewhere.

But I can't remember the name ...... for some reason. This was a time when people basically didn't introduce themselves unless they were noblemen. I'm not impressed. Cheryl, as I recall?　No, Michelle, right?　I think there was a sheh attached to it somewhere. I thought of that She-something cleaner as an 'unfortunate' guy at the time, but I also thought of her as my first friend of my age.

She was also the first person who made me face the disease of the ”demon poison”.

To be honest, I had always been someone else's problem. I guess I was born into a wealthy family and a strong body. I was indifferent to the fact that it was none of my business, but after reflecting on the fact that it was the conceit of the haves - no, I thought I was reflecting on it while I was conceited, and I began to look at the 'unfortunate' people as well.

And I know that the city of Fania is being preserved at the very last minute.

It's not just the girl who can't speak the language, even the aristocratic-born Helmina needed help. After all, every day a patient showed up and made her promise to save him or her that she would save him someday, and she was forced to take care of his death over and over again.

It was terribly painful, 'unhappy' and painful for the child to watch from the side .......

Naturally, I began to wonder how I could help Helmina.

I wanted to help her, so I learned about the profession of a 'theologian'.

The word 'theologian' comes to mind with the word 'theologian' and the laboratory that Helmina has.

Compared to a nobleman's mansion, it's not a pretty room.

However, it was located in a place where both 'upper-level staff' and 'lower-level staff' could stay.

In that shallow basement room, the cleaners cleaned and served themselves.

Helmina was sitting at her desk, silently writing down the results of her research.

I was in a corner with my back to the wall, reading a book.

The three of us were always together, and we could spend our quiet time there.

I found a book among the books that Helmina had scattered around the laboratory.

That may have been my beginning and my ”regrets” - now I think about it.

When I was a young boy, I had a habit of mumbling to myself about the contents of books as I read them.

This is the same habit of talking to myself, so my voice echoed in the quiet room.

''Heh, 'winged race' you say? Is this the God who really existed a thousand years ago?　You split the ocean with one fingertip ....... Also, just by stroking the soil, a fruit tree grows and cures all sicknesses with a divine light ......?　It's like 'magic' ......, hehe ......

The book I found was the oldest religious book in Fania.

It was The Scripture of the Inscription White Church.

I was hooked on that book.

But what attracted me as a young boy was not the depth of the teachings of the ”Inscription White Church” or the beauty of its commandments, but simply the overwhelming power of the gods that appeared in the book.

It was simply the overwhelming power of the ”gods” that appeared in the book that tickled my fancy as a child.