Volume 11 Chapter 175 (1/2)

Prologue

”Eh? … Who ht this lovely lady be?”

Inside the Jewel

Seeing the wo her hand at me, I tilted my head

When I came because I was called, besides the Fifth- as seated with a stern expression- the ancestors looked quite confused

Looking at the woman, I couldn't help but recall Miranda, and there I noticed she was the matured form of Milleia-san, of whom I'd seen in the rooms of memories

”Could you be Milleia-san?”

When I saw her in memory, she was in her teens But the one before my eyes looked to be in her mid-twenties

『Correct, Lyle But as you've seensoside it Weren't you taught that?』

I did learn that skill But I didn't have the chance to put it to practice in my childhood

Hearing those words for the first in a while, I looked at the Fifth in confusion

Rising from his seat, he lowered hih

『Why is Milleia here, you ask? Like hell we know That's e're so confused According to the girl hi, she says』

A need for ?

Curious about what that everything would indicate, I sent a look to Milleia-san Her light violet, wavy hair and golden eyes reminded me of Shannon

But her facial features and atmosphere were more Miranda Body structure also Miranda…

(Feels like soood points of those two?)

If her insides were like Miranda's, it would be troubleso but pity Of course, I haven't the slightest idea what sort of person she is

『Lyle, you never entered your own room of uide』

I looked at the door behind my seat

My door was different to those of the ancestors It didn't just replicate

It wasn't necessary to our present situation in reality, so I had ignored it

(The Jeon't peruess?)

But there was another reason I didn't enter as well

”Uht now, so is it possible to put it off to a later date?”

With a troubled expression Milleia-san looked at the surrounding ancestors

The Third spoke with his usual manner

『Yes, you've got a point We're busy, so is it alright we put it on hold? At this point, even if you tell us it's 'everything,' that's a bit troubling』

The Fourth corrected the positioning of his glasses

『I do want to listen to the wishes of hter, but it's low on the priority list』

The Seventh, slightly bothered

『Even if it's auntie's request, that's impossible Because we're busy』

I just realized that would make her the Seventh's aunt Milleia-san looked at the Fifth

He scratched his head

『… I don't knohat you want to get Lyle to do If it benefits our side, I will prioritize it』

There, Milleia-san smiled

『As I thought, you sure are kind, father Even so, theseIt's a little sad how you've twisted the meek Lyle』

And how exactly should I react to that?

(If you're dealing with these ancestors, you'd get twisted whether you like it or not)

Milleia-san stood, and walked all the way to my side She kindly held up both of my hands

My heart was beating, but it wasn't in regards to the opposite gender It more like… a motherly impression

『Lyle, there is a need for you to know everything about Skills Why the Walt House's blue geinally supposed to be』

I recalled back to what Monica's sisters had once put to words in the Labyrinth

”Me like that”

She nodded

『That's right Gee mediums The records of our lives, and even our personalities were recorded… the recording of Skills was just a byproduct』

Hearing her words, the Third…

『As I thought I did think it strange A situation where we taught Lyle our Skills can't be called efficient Then should there originally have been another purpose? … For exa personality to another?』

Not in his aloof bearing, he and the other ancestors sent sharp looks towards Milleia-san

While I was troubled by them, Milleia-san shook her head with a smile

『That's also wrong That is why there is a need for us to have Lyle know everything At present, ic Tools also ems, after all』

The Seventh took her words onder

『Meaning if things went their natural course, ge the strings out back?』

Without answering those words, Milleia-san pulled my hand, and started off towards the door

『Lyle, learn it all Otherwise, your story will surely be left incomplete』

Led by the hand, I didn't put up a resistance, as I opened and entered the door with her

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When I entered ht

I couldn't keep my eyes open Milleia-san called out

『This is your room of memories… as well as the memories of the Jewel The Jeanted you to know That's why it has reproduced such an unnatural sight』

I slowly opened my eyes, and there spread out a town I had absolutely no memory of No, perhaps a metropolis?

Looking around, the people were downing drinks and ht of the sun in the sky

”Where are we?”

『… It started out as kindness This is the capital of a country of the distant past A country that fell soician's village?』

It looked as if they weren't living any differently from hoe lived now, but now that you mention it, there was a bit of an olden feel to it

The clothes the people wore, their shoes…

The ale they drunk was of one single type The food lined up was all sial in contrast with its scale?

(But if it were the past, would it be possible? And why does the Jewel have records this old? The First bought his geo, didn't he?)

In the capital that was neither of Bahnseim or Sentras, I followed behind Milleia-san

The voices I could hear led me to believe everyone was in festive spirits

”Is it some sort of holiday?”

Thechildren

But Milleia-san's ansas difference

『… This a a nor?』

In the direction her finger pointed was a building still under construction

There, I could see the figures of

”Is it ic?”

Looking closely, there werearound But it didn't look as if there was a ician nearby

I walked on with Milleia We walked straight ahead, and a building comparatively simple in construction to the rest of the ht

『Yes it's ician』

I noticed

”So what becae story was…”

『… This country And this country's ician is 【Septem】 The Seventh Goddess』

Hearing Septem, I remembered Celes' Jewel

In front of the siatekeepers And as we approached, they opened the road, and let us through

That modest estate, while stationed in the center of the city, was sh to call out of place