Caliph suddenly let out a mocking smile, and when he saw Alseid's frowning brow, he quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry, Father. I thought for a moment that it would be worth it to leave the punishment of the royal family to Liana in the future, so I stopped..."
Then, Alseid's mouth was as crooked as Caliph.
"...I think the same way."
***
"Liana, you've never seen your father use a sword, have you?"
When Caliph asked, I almost replied that I had seen it before, because I was so focused on the spell that I had seen it.
I nodded in surprise.
"Uh, up."
Caliph had even hired a teacher to help me.
However, even after the class started, it was not easy to create a spark without using your hands.
I bent and unfolded my useless fingers because of the gloves Garcia gave me.
"Most Sword Masters use blue swords. It usually takes a very long time to get there. In my family's case, it's a little... Although it's also innate."
Caliph continued with quite a bit of humility.
"I was very happy when I first summoned an Auror at the age of twelve. It was early, but I ended up later than Theo."
That's right. Theodore is abnormal.
"Then I trained intensely for five years and became a sword master. Since then, I have been trying to learn my father's swordsmanship. My father uses a dazzling white aura."
I felt a little sad towards Caliph.
Because, in the past life I know, Theodore was the only one who inherited Alseid's white aura.
When I risked my life to fight him, Caliph was extremely threatening, but he definitely wore a blue aura.
"Next year, five years will be full... Honestly, I don't know if I can do as much as my father. I don't know if it's Theodore."
"Big brother, you can do it."
I realized it while sincerely supporting Caliph.
He's been comforting me for an hour now, muttering spells without results.
Caliph giggled and suggested.
"How about something like this?"
"What?"
"Liana has seen a dire wolf before. Do you remember that night?"
How can I forget that night?
That night, I manifested myself.
Like in my previous life, without anyone's help, I am alone.
I just want to save my family and my brothers.
"Think back to that day, Liana. Hey, how did you accidentally leave Shion behind?"
"That's not possible."
When I retorted, he laughed.
"Let's just assume. Shion is alone over there, and Shion is slower than the dire wolf. And the Direwolf is very close, and your hands are bound by powerful magic. You can't take them off like gloves."
It's amazing.
Caliph didn't even use witchcraft, but every time he added a word, a video was drawn in front of him.
On a pitch-black night, the yellow-eyed beasts glowed like snow.
And my precious family and friend, Shion.
In an instant, I trembled with the disgusting anger I felt that day. The red flames seemed to block my view, and then disappeared. I blinked.
It seemed like nothing had happened, Caliph asked.
"Did you see something? Did you feel something?"
I nodded in bewilderment, and he wheezed.
"Look at that, you can do it. My proud brother, you can do it."
Caliph took off his gloves and squeezed my hand.
As expected, he blew her hot fingertips to cool them down.
"I'm so proud of you."
Looking up into Caliph's dark, gray eyes, I knew he was sincere.
And I also realized for the first time.
Maybe without a finger, without risking my life.
I may be able to call the flames.
If I try to last as long as Caliph, someday.
***
Theodore returned to the academy for his final semester.
I waited for spring to come soon, even though I was depressed, but a huge snowstorm came like a dream.
I was worried that all the people of the territory would be buried in the snow, and in fact, Alseid had released the army and took care of it, so I wasn't overly worried.
"Tired eyes..."
Grumbling and reaching out the window, a small fireball flew into the garden, leaving a blue trail over the conifers.
But that was it.
My flame still couldn't melt Lake Halias, and I couldn't go out and help the people
As I stood looking out the window, gloomy, white snow flew away little by little in front of me.
No, it was erased little by little rather than being blown away.
Just like a mirror in a castle becomes transparent again.
I opened my eyes and stared at the eyes that were being washed away.
In the distance, a group of knights carrying the Halias coat of arms was approaching.
'But when the Knights come, will the snow melt so much?'
Come to think of it, when did the Knights leave?
After staring for a long time, I recognized someone on a small brown horse in the second row.
The longing that had been suppressed quickly filled to the tip of his chin, and he called out the name of the Guardian out of his mouth for the first time in a long time.
"Garcia...?"
My fingertips trembled, my heart was overwhelmed, and my eyes were blurred.
"Oh, Garcia..."
I ran out of the room without wearing a jacket. Dorian, who was walking into the room from the hallway, shouted in panic.
"Baby, where are you going?"
I turned around and shouted with a big smile.
"Garcia is here, Dorian. Garcia is here!"
There was a sound of doors slamming open everywhere.
"Garcia?"
"Garcia is here?"
While dealing with my brothers, Dorian took a fur cloak and forced it on me.
"No matter how much Garcia came, you can't go to the garden in this outfit in this
weather, baby."
We all rushed down together.
Our guardian, who seemed to have become smaller after two years, got off her horse with a bright smile.
"Gentlemen, baby. How did you grow so big?"
"Garcia!"
Garcia, who had been crouching down and hugging Shion and me, finally stood up and unexpectedly heard Alseid's voice.
"Thank you for coming, Garcia."
The small shaman bowed lightly like a feather in greeting.
"I hear all the other words, Your Excellency. I can't reach you before you call me, so I'm just begging."
The white eyes disappeared from Garcia's feet as if erased with an eraser, and the white crow cried loudly.
"Banggae! Banggae! Yiyiyinggram!"
Only then did I realize it.
That the guardian of our castle has returned, that we will all be extremely safe and warm.
***
"Brother Theo, but there are so many weird monsters on the north wall. Really, Garcia? Have you seen Garcia, too?"
Garcia is the same thing, but Shion and I followed him up to the West Tower with the privilege of being young and made Garcia look bad.
In particular, Shion seemed to have prepared 50 million questions in advance for this day.
Garcia giggled as he unpacked.
"A monster? What kind of monster did Theo talk about? Horned? Or is it a poisonous or screaming kind?"
"Do you also spew poison? How big is it? Ton? This much? If it comes over, will we all die?"
Shion asked angrily, and the Guardian's laughter grew louder
"Haha, Master Shion. If it seems like it's going to die, I'm going to come back? Don't worry, Halias's youngest skill. They are all part of this Garcia."
It seemed like a rare opportunity, so I quickly interjected and asked.
"Oh, Garcia. Theo saw a mammoth and a dire wolf there."
"We've seen Direwolf too!"
Shion proudly interjected and cut off his pulse.
'Be quiet, you...'
I cursed Shion in my heart, but fortunately, Garcia didn't overlook my words.
"Mammoths and direwolves are common on the north wall. Brother Theo is also right."
"Hey, that's really big...?"
When Theo's actions were suspicious and anxious, Garcia smiled meaningfully
"It's big. It's much bigger than a carriage, baby."
Then he held my hand tightly.
"In a pack of mammoths, the biggest guy is not the captain."
"...Yes?"
I didn't know what I meant, so I looked up at Garcia, and she whispered softly
"I mean smart guys, baby."
Then she frowned, didn't she?
'Oh my God, does Garcia know that too?'
Last summer, Theodore was called by Garcia to go to the north face.
Garcia knew everything, but she called Theodore...
It was shocking, but I was a little relieved.
If the mammoth was going to hurt Theodore or turn Halias into a mess, Garcia would have noticed.
After a long journey, Garcia looked a little tired.
Only then did I get up from my seat to read Shion.
"See you at the dinner party later, Garcia."
"Baby."
Garcia stroked my pink hair that she had made for me once.
"Boom?"
Garcia's green eyes shone with a warm hue.
"I'm always proud of you. I really wanted to say that."
So, the last time I said goodbye to Garcia, I didn't have a spark yet.
So many moments I felt sorry for Garcia and missed her.
'If only Garcia had... In fact, I often thought about it.'
I looked up at the Guardian I missed so much and smiled.
"Me too, Garcia. I'm really proud of Garcia."
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