The Step Of Palimpsest

The Step Of Palimpsest
#17


Along hundreds of steps untold, raining millions of raindrops from gray clouds that now only leaves thousands. The rain has subsided a little, but will I get sick if I don't shower soon? My elbows were already a bit trembling, to be honest my palms were also numb from the cold. I could've used my magic, but it wasn't very useful.


"May I ask you a question?"


"Can." Just a moment ago he said he wanted to interrogate me, right?


"You look so young, how old are you?"


"19 years."


"Origin?"


"Privacy."


Classic question, but I have to keep it a secret. How could I possibly say that I am from another world or from the future? Maybe he would believe that since he was friends with my father, he could have believed that such a thing might be done by a witch, but now I am no longer considered a witch man but as magic. That means I've surpassed Eve's level.


Being bound 'non-human' by ancient animals that have hibernated for a long time is more ugly than being told by humans who are shiny at all times. This is the result if it messes up the sleeping time of the creature.


"Ah, okay. But, I was wondering, how do you know my name—"


"It's my turn to ask."


Again, how could I say that I am from the future? After all I had the right to refuse to answer, but Cashel looked at me with a look that hinted at guilt because I avoided his question so quickly. I understand, the question was purely curious, so I forgive him.


"How did you go from being a new kid to being a lieutenant?"


A second later, a smile was plastered on his face. "Well, that's a rather heavy question to answer. I'll just keep it short, yeah."


His right hand was stretched out on the Kenes harness I was holding. His hand was so close to mine that there was warm air on the surface of the bridle. Although his hands were covered with gloves, I could tell this warm air was coming from him. For knights to use magic without intermediaries in such small amounts was still safe for their bodies. But do I look so cold? But, yes, my palm is indeed very red, anyway.


"Being a knight means not to stop moving. We are just like the wheel, there is a slight slope will definitely plunge, if there are obstacles must be broken through. So, when I was busy scoring achievements over the dirty blood of criminals, I got a promotion. Even now I'm a strong candidate for the next rank."


He stared at his glove-clad left palm. His hands trembled somewhat as he confirmed the words 'scoring feats over filthy blood'. Right, Cashel is too good. Although he was used to dealing with evil people who threatened the safety of many people, but his mind was suspected that he took the lives of fellow humans. In fact, it was his duty, and there was no other choice, and he could not regret the path chosen by fate.


"Requivalent to a witch, yes. We are actually neutral. We stand on flat ground. On the left side there are authoritarian and dictatorial and on the right there is democracy and revolution. We can choose both and no one will oppose us for that. One side can be successful or destroyed it's because of our decision, because we hold the absolute key."


It seems that I am indeed destined to be reborn in a witch family. The characteristics and guidelines of the witch's life fit me perfectly that of an individualist. No one judges women to be independent, so Dominique is engaged to Casildo by her own will. The proof, Dominique remains as an heir even though he will change the clan later. In fact, in exchange for not being made heir, Dorothy will be given assets that are not less large than her brother's.


"We're both very different" he said.


"Knight is like the sun that produces its own light. Witches are like the moon that gets its light from the sun before it can finally shine on the night sky."


"Are you going to say that knights will be fine without witches?"


"No. My point is that witches can't be separated from knights, or we'll lose the light."


We depend on each other, actually. However, there was an understanding of—no thought of who— was making as if knights would not be able to win without the help of magicians. Yes, knights only call witches when the situation is desperate or a crucial big war because it holds a lot of risks if they lose, the reason they ask for help from witches on the battlefield on the basis of mutual survival. Then, if not for knights, witches would not be respected as they are now and may not be recognized by the community.


"Wait, wait, you said two very different things."


"Complicated, right? That's what a witch looks like. Because we see both sides of life almost simultaneously and at will form our own opinions. It's up to people to believe which statement."


"Ambivalent, yes."


"meaning?"


"Double meaning."


It seems like this is one of the side effects when knights use magic without intermediaries.


His expression shriveled with clumsiness, he did not want to admit to being mispronounced. "What's the difference? It's the same."


Fatigued faces that begin to lose concentration and dehydration. Ah, I'm thirsty too. It must be because moving me to the past also takes time, not to mention that I was up to bless—dropped a lot of my blood— swordnya and use some other magic. Should I ask her to come up with me too? Ah, not that I want mode or anything, but he's too generous. Are all knights like this? I created this ideal character. Perhaps because of the 'young' description that is striking in the synopsis.


"In my opinion, you guys—witches—it just manifests too much. How about going through a problem without hesitation?"


"That's not wise. Then don't generalize other people's problems to yours."


"Well! You look just like my friend. Every time I talk to him it's always tense! Just now when the ancient snake came out and when I asked for his help on the battlefield, there was no right time to be able to chat with him! Besides, he's too forthright" Cashel said.


Of course, your friend is my father.


Frankly it belongs in the realistic nature, right? Does logical thinking also include? Looks like this is indeed a gene in Dominique's body from Theomund. A daughter is a copy of her father.


"I guess .. All witches are the same."


"You even admit it with an innocent face."


"I'm just being realistic."


Turns out he could be a cool talkative. Oh, good extrovert types who talk to introverts who sit lonely. A friendly extrovert who embraces everything, a leader, puts others ahead of himself, shining like the sun. However, if it gets too close to him, I could get burned. Even so, he saved me. I won't be a nut forget his skin.


"Hey, thank you for helping me."


Cashel snorted happily. "Together, it's my duty."


When I realized, the wind that was blowing on my skin was warm. We had come out of the cold Mangata Castle area and moved on to warmer ground, the petricor scent that was welcomed by my sense of smell, the blue sky, to the rainbow. I don't know how long we've been walking, but it feels like it's only a little while. A neat path that was worth walking through was we trace, when these eyes observe the end of the scenery, there is a fairly large house with a large yard as well. Even so, it looked as simple as the house of the village chief.


"Where are we going?"


"My house. You have nowhere to stay, right?"


"I-i..." Maybe it's time I unraveled my identity as Dominique Ginova and her future son-in-law? Yea???


"If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but I won't turn down guests in my house either."


"You're too kind, when just a moment ago your life was in danger."


"It's everyday food. I'm used to it. Besides, I just live alone, I have nothing to do but work and take care of Kenes."


"alone?" Does he still not have a partner? Then ...


"I'm an orphan from an orphanage that specialises in raising abandoned children to become knights."


'Forged' ... What kind of word is that?


I know, nothing is easy. However, I think those words are not worth saying. No, no, it looks like it's just a matter of the students. Witches are more taught to keep their faces up or straight, while knights are the opposite. Then, how could Cashel and his wife find the frequency between their differences? If their relationship goes well, Cashel will not be a 'youth'. So, I think, Casildo has been a victim of the selfishness of his parents. Yes ... There is no one in this world who has no problems.


"How now?"


"What?"


"Aren't you going to have a family? You're old enough."


"Yet. Maybe, just more self-conscious. I am a knight who often falls into battle. If I die, that means I abandoned my family on purpose, right?"


The proof is that you're alive until you witness your own son's engagement. But who is his wife? My curiosity is at the point where I have to fulfill this desire or I'm going crazy. Maybe I'll watch him for a while.