BDAW Extra 1 Inedit

Inedit’s POV*

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After the skirmish with the dragon knights, I had just returned to the country.

On the way to the palace, look at the country from above.
Emaciated people on dry land.
It’s been a long time since they last smiled.
My heart aches at how poor they are.

All of the misfortunes of the people are beyond my control…
I feel ashamed of my own worthlessness.

(…someday… definitely…!)

As I watched them work, I felt a new determination in my heart.

 

I returned to the palace.
The old man, recognizing my return, breathes a sigh of relief and approaches me.
He is an old man with a pure white hair and a beard on his chin.

“Thank you for your safe return.”
“…I think I was just out for a little while.”

This man has been my caretaker since I was little.
He is also a member of the Senate, which serves as an advisory body to the Queen.

“Your Majesty. As expected, was the girl a “lost person”? ”
“…I don’t know. I was interrupted before I could find it.”
“Huh? Were you interrupted?”
“Ah. Dragon knights from the hated kingdom…”

Yesterday, we received news from the soldiers responsible for border security.

“At a village near the kingdom’s border, we witnessed a girl with black hair and black eyes.”

This is the news.

When I received the news, I went to the village alone to protect the girl.
However, I was hindered by the dragon knights of the kingdom and it ended up in vain.
That’s infuriating.

“Totally… As always, Your Majesty is being too reckless. If it’s just the girl’s protection, you should just order a scouting party.”
“…You should also know that in that country, women with black hair and dark eyes are judged as witches, right? It would take too long. It would be the quickest thing for me to go. ”

The old man is still protesting.

“Even if you say so, Her Majesty the Queen herself—”

He still nags a lot.
I decided not to listen to those words anymore and banish them from my consciousness.

 

In this world, people with black hair and black eyes rarely appear.
These people are broadly classified as lost people and ancestral returns.

It is said that “Founder of Oine”, the founder and first queen of the liberated nation of Oine, was also a lost person with black hair and dark eyes.

What is a “lost person”? A person who has wandered into this world from another world.
And when a lost person crosses into this world, without exception they are endowed with mysterious powers.
In the case of the Founder of Oine, it is said that she was given the power to transform into a black dragon.

On the other hand, “ancestral return” is, as the name suggests, a return to the ancestors of lost people.
Lost people who settle in this world naturally also become children of this world.
Most of them are born with a normal appearance, such as brown or golden hair and green or blue eyes, but there are rare children who are born with black hair and black eyes.

These people are born with some kind of strong power as the return of lost people.
And I am an ancestral return of the founder of Oine.
The power I was given was the creation of six magic spheres.

“Then Your Majesty. Is it okay if I put away the Mirror of Nostalgia?”
“……What are you talking about?”

The old man takes a deep breath.

“When His Majesty left, didn’t he leave a message to you? “If there’s a lost person, you may be able to send them back. Please have the mirror ready.”
“…Is that so?”

What’s that about?
That may have been the case, but I can’t remember a single detail like that.

The old man let out a sigh again.
A deeper, longer sigh than before.
This is really something to behold.

“Rather than that, I’ll go back to my room. I’m a little tired, so I won’t let anyone in unless it’s an urgent matter.”
“I understand…. But isn’t that unusual? I never thought Your Majesty would say that you’re tired.”
“Ah… It’s been a long time since I had a challenging battle.”

That dragon knight…
I believe his name was Shimei Westmar.

I remember the young dragon knight who bravely plunged his sword in, undaunted by the storms I stirred up and the hellfire flying around.

“…Well, those straight eyes were something I liked as well.”
“Did you say something?”
“…………nothing”

I remember inflicting a severe wound on him.
But I can’t imagine that that person died from that.

(…If he’s still alive, I’ll see him again)

I stopped thinking, went back to my room, and threw myself on the bed.

 

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