82 – Chapter 29. Spirit and Sea – 3
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We looked at each other without saying a word.
To be precise, the last time I met Arumanan, I had fainted, so I deliberately did not make eye contact with Bartiers and looked at his chin.
Bartiers, who was chewing the cookie with a rustling sound, looked at me, fumbled through the box on the desk, and picked up the cookie.
He then casually took the cookie to his mouth.
You have a guest, but you don’t recommend snacks.
He’s more rude than I thought.
I sat down on a nearby sofa, closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
After a few seconds in that state, Bartiers spoke to me.
“Fire, what are you doing?”
“Erif.”
“Huh?”
I opened my eyes slowly and made eye contact with Bartiers.
“Erif Cruel. That’s my name now.”
“What?”
Bartiers, who looked younger than expected, had blue eyes like the sea.
The moment our eyes met, a flood of memories flooded my mind.
“[[Restart]]”
I memorized the commands I had prepared in advance, and I passed out.
Bartiers was a bit perplexed when he saw the girl who passed out after entering the room and calling her name Erif.
He got up urgently and went to the sofa to check the condition of the girl who asked him to call him Eri Fra, but stopped his hand in mid-air.
It was because she recalled the memory of her who had fallen over her deck yesterday and sat down as she was because she lost all her strength while trying to pick her up.
I couldn’t give orders to other spirits, so with Sophia’s help, I was able to barely move the Misfire to the sleeping room.
Then what will happen if we contact each other again today?
After putting a hand on his chin and pondering for a while, Bar Tiers sighed and sat down at Erif’s bedside, curled up on the sofa.
“What kind of trouble is this… ….”
Accident that was suddenly caught up in the end of the Shinma War.
An unexpected second life.
The absurd things I experienced here when I came back.
An unintentional three-year tedious battle.
I didn’t like the strange condition of the girl, who I expected to be a clue to solve everything.
“So, get well soon.”
In hopes that she would play a prank with the same blunt expression as before, Bartiers put a hand on Erif’s forehead.
When I woke up as if I was drowsy in class, what I saw in front of me was a colorless and transparent sea with floating ice.
The cold enough to form ice in the sea was a common winter scene in the northern seas of the Easel continent, which is located farther north than other continents.
For a moment, there was confusion in the sense of distance in the view of the past, which seemed a little higher than the present.
I put my hand on the railing of the battleship and let out a long white breath.
You are recalling memories of the past like last time.
I decided to watch the memories of the past with the feeling of watching a movie.
Buu-
With the sound of a long whistle, the boats floating nearby began to move slowly.
The view turned to the back.
The spirits and people were busily moving on the deck, carrying supplies or maintaining weapons.
Intermediate water spirits the size of a soccer ball float a tray of ice in the air and place supplies on it.
Those who appear to be Allied soldiers look at them curiously, then make eye contact with me and start moving their belongings in a hurry.
From the faint memories that came to mind, I was misunderstood as being cold and strict at this time.
That’s why people who weren’t close comrades avoided me.
Suddenly, I looked down at my hand and saw thick gloves on.
Under it a thick coat with fur.
Looking at her warm head, it looks like she’s wearing a hat.
“Whoa.”
The pure white breath covers the field of vision.
After repeating the same thing a few times, it seems that the fun is gone and I throw my gaze back to the sea.
In the distant sky, a huge white air battleship, Arumanan, was floating.
There were several airships that were less than half the size of Arumanan around them.
This place, where the air and sea fleets of the Alliance gathered, was strangely calm and lively.
There were so many noisy, energetic young people walking around that it was unbelievable that they were going to go to war right now.
“Hello, little girl. What are you doing here?”
A familiar face caught my eye.
Memories of a forgotten acquaintance sank to the floor and then flowed back like muddy water.
My friend, Tibelli, who is happy.
She is a young female soldier from the Eisel Continent, the stage of the Shinma Daejeon, and I met him for the first time at this time and we were very close.
In the past, I silently pointed to the silver helicopter that landed on the bow of the flagship Bartiers.
「Huh? That’s obviously…….”
Tibelli looked at the helicopter and me alternately with a surprised expression.
It was painful to see the last appearance of her life overlapped on her face.
Time accelerates.
Noisy inside the ship.
There were a lot of familiar faces.
The last images of each were overlaid on their faces.
However, there were not many people who were able to watch the end.
Dwarf artillery spitting out saliva while raising a glass of wine.
Warrior in the battle that took place immediately after.
The elf musketeer who gave him a pintacle from the other side.
During the amphibious operation, the ship sank and drowned.
And many who died in battle.
It was enough to select only those that came to mind.
How many people were sacrificed in the Shinma War?
It is ridiculous that I, as a war weapon, say this.
I used to mix and eat between them, did I know that they met such an end?
I picked up the spoon with a feeling of gloom for nothing.
In the meantime, the rice was delicious.
While we were eating for a while, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
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People got up one by one and started saluting towards the entrance of the restaurant.
I glanced around and saw a tall young man walking by.
Admiral Bartiers.
Clothing in a navy blue coat, he somehow approached me with an angry expression.
Ignoring him, Bartiers spoke in a low voice to me while I was making soup.
“Don’t panic and come out quickly, Misfire.”
Ignoring his words, in the past, I only ate silently.
Bartier let out a long sigh and spoke again.
“Misfire, no. Erif.”
“Huh?”
There was no reason to be called ‘Erif in the past’.
The same goes for Bartiers in the past.
Then, the person in front of me is the current Bartiers…….
The moment I realized it, control over my body returned.
From the audience watching the movie, he became an actor on stage in an instant.
I got up with the last spoonful of soup in my mouth.
The memory of him was slowly coming back to life.
Unlike Arumanan, who is like a sister, it is ambiguous whether or not they are close.
It was a relationship that was close to evil, so to speak, with malicious jokes and slander towards each other, but with no end.
“It’s been a while, Bartiers.”
When I answered while muttering with a spoon, Bartiers looked down at me with a curious expression.
“Yes. It’s been a long time. Me At the most, do you come to help and get shot down and shudder at the memories of the past?”
“Are you nervous?”
Bar Tiers spread his arms toward those around me who had stopped in a salute position.
“It’s good to remember those who have already left. But there is no need to be buried.”
Bartier took out the spoon from my mouth and placed it on the table.
Grabbing my arm with his strong hand, he pointed to those sitting inconspicuously in a corner of the dining room.
“This man was discharged from the army with minor injuries during the war. The person next to him was alive, at least in my last memories of the Shinma War. Over there and that person. Not everyone died in war.”
It was then that I saw a lot of people I had never seen before.
Those who waited eagerly for the day they would return one day even in the midst of a difficult war.
Thousands of people have been turned into dead on the battlefield, but many more have returned home safely.
“What are you doing with only the dead around?”
I didn’t know what to say.
After thinking for a while with his head bowed, Bar Tiers grabbed my arm and pulled me out.
“Let’s get out of here for now.”
“Okay.”
“By the way, how do I get out of here?”
The subject of holding my arm arbitrarily did not seem to know how to get out.
I sighed lightly and sat down on the chair again.
“If you wait a little, it will go out on its own.”
“Oh, yes?”
Bartiers also sat down in the empty seat next to him.
I heard a voice similar to that of Arumanan, taking a bite of bread that I hadn’t eaten yet.
“The [[Attribute Change]] Has been opened.”
Check [[Restart]] Command input. Are you sure you want to restart?”
“Yes.”
My vision was blurred and the landscape was distorted.
And a brief blackout.
When I opened my closed eyes, I saw the face of Bartiers who was much younger than before.
I’m sorry. You’re sleeping with your hand on my forehead
The nightmare I just had must have been because my forehead was pressed down.
Wake up carefully and gently kick the shin of Bartierus, who was asleep on the sofa, with a low kick twice.
Looking down at Bar Tiers, who opened his eyes while making an impression, he raised his lips slightly and smiled.
“Did you sleep well, Bartiers?”
“…… Okay.”
In this way, the tangent with his second colleague was completed safely.
Sitting in the captain’s seat, Bartiers cleared his throat and began explaining the situation.
“I am the defender of this area, Bartiers. The host from the physical world is you, Fire… No, Erif. Do you know what a host is?”
“Yes. I heard it before.”
“There’s nothing good about taking time, so I’ll be honest. I am not recognized by the spirits now.”
“Yes?”
I was quite surprised because it was an unexpected word.
Meanwhile, I was able to quite clear the doubts about the conversation I had with the water spirit earlier.
“But the wind spirit just saw you?”
“What? Really?”
Bartiers slammed his desk and got up, leaning his body forward.
“The wind spirit saw me? Where is he?”
“Well. Shall I call you? I think I’ll be out right now.”
Seeing Bar Tiers nod his head several times, it looked like he was in a hurry.
When I opened the door to the captain’s room and went outside, I saw a low-level wind spirit moving back and forth in the hallway, restless.
“Ah, Erif-sama!”
After beckoning to the spirit of the wind who was talking to me, I grabbed him and went into the captain’s room together.
“Erif-sama?”
When the bewildered wind spirit was placed in front of Bartiers, the wind spirit began to tremble.
“Hey. You.”
“Yes, yes?”
I’m so scared.
Was Bartiers very violent in the past?
“How do you see me now?”
The wind spirit took a deep breath and answered with a trembling voice.
“Uh, young, you look like a boy about the same age as Erif-sama.”
Hearing that answer, Bartiers put his arms on his desk, put his hands together, relaxed his posture covering his mouth, and buried himself in his chair.
“Ha. It really looks like it.”
It sounded like a disappointment, but he quickly regained his energy.
“I think my contact with you yesterday has relieved my symptoms.”
“That’s right. I regained my memory, but have you regained the spirits’ awareness?”
Bar Tiers shook his head as if in agreement, then suddenly struck the desk.
“Uh, what? Memory?”
By the way, didn’t I tell you?
“Yes. From the time I woke up a year ago, I had very little memory of the past.”
Bartiers opened his mouth and looked at me intently.
Be careful not to avoid snowball fights as they walk. As they stared at each other, he turned his gaze and leaned against a chair and covered his eyes with his hands.
“Somehow it was a little strange earlier… ….”
Bartiers, who had been trembling for a while, slowly got up from his chair.
“Now, the spirits’ perception has returned to normal, so shall we end the battle?”
“Give me a good strategy.”
“Leave it to me.”
Bartiers, who left the captain’s room with such force, raised his hand toward the intermediate water spirit that was passing by.
“Wow! Long time no see. In a short time, the right order…….”
“Oh, hello, Misfire!”
The cute water spirit with droopy puppy ears passed Bartiers and came to me.
After greeting her and briefly explaining why she had left her captain’s room, her water spirit nodded her head, greeted me again, and disappeared across her hallway.
Looking at Bartiers, who had hardened with raised hands in the middle of the hallway, the Lesser Wind Spirit and I took a deep breath.
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Probably, the problem of recognition of the spirits did not seem to have been resolved.