The trail of the sky The light belongs to you

The faint scent of grass, the abundant fruits, the busy villagers...

Didn't he already leave Ravenu Village for Loriente?Why are you back here?

"Ah la ~ daughter ~"

Huh?

As if a voice sleeping in memory echoed in my mind, I searched everywhere but couldn't find the person who made the voice.

That person is called... daughter...

"Onasha, here it is."

"mom!"

The consciousness seems to have changed in an instant, and the original doubts seem to have never existed.

The girl standing in the orchard with a sunny smile ran towards the woman standing in front of the wooden house.

"Hehe... good boy..."

Curved thin eyebrows, the same blue eyes, and the gentle smiles of the surrounding villagers.

Everything is so natural.

So much so that Onasa recognized it as the so-called reality without even a trace of doubt.

The wooden house is filled with warmth, the light smoke rising from the kitchen, and the fragrant flowers on the balcony.

Spotless.

Little Onasha sat at the table, looking at her mother's busy figure, and from time to time, her two pairs of sapphire blue eyes met, revealing a knowing smile that only exists between mother and daughter.

Onasa, just accepted it all.

She even smiled in her sleep.

"... Another one."

Seeing the girl curled up in the middle of the lawn breathing evenly, the scantily clad young woman showed a bewitching smile, and then asked the air behind her.

"Your experiment should be in the preparation stage, isn't it appropriate to just come here?"

"It's just on the way."

The gray figure looming behind the big tree gave an indifferent answer.

"[That], it's hard to control."

"With the power of the Gospel, it's not hard to do."

"The professor seems to have reduced the intensity of all the experiments. The one here has just come to an end, and the one on yours is about to start. Has the plan changed?"

"No, it's just..." Levi glanced at the sleeping Onasha, "There are uncontrollable factors. In order to prevent the data from being disturbed, we must act one step ahead of the guerrillas."

"If there are no accidents, the rest of the guests will arrive in a while." The woman fiddled with the dancing fan in her hand, "What kind of dream should I give them? It seems that this girl won't wake up before they come. It's okay." Get ready again."

"...It seems to be coming." The gray figure became more and more transparent, "Then I will leave first."

The sleeping girl seemed to frown slightly, causing Levi's icy purple eyes to flicker.

No, no.

For her, there are only two possibilities.

If she hadn't woken up voluntarily...

Then no matter who it is, they can't wake her up.

Ordinary days go by day after day, but little Onasha always seems to have a hole in her heart.

The illusory happiness did not fill this void, but made it bigger and bigger.

until one day.

The nightmare is finally over.

"Mother."

"What's the matter, Onasa?"

"...Stop laughing."

"Eh?"

"Mom, do you love Daddy?"

"...What are you talking about, silly boy."

"Answer me! Please!" Sitting at the table, she rushed to the young woman and grabbed her skirt.

Everything around suddenly collapsed and shattered like fragments, scattered all over the ground.

It was pitch black.

She returned to her grown-up appearance again.

I don't remember how many days I stayed in this false dream, how long I have been in reality.

I don't know that the power of this illusion is so powerful that it pulls the real self into the dream, not relying on controlling myself or anything, but just letting my inner weakness be hit, and naturally accepting this dream scene.

However, Onasa Barlowka will not be so weak, nor will she be so weak that she will be deceived by this illusion all the time.

"I'm content...really...to be able to see my mother again and...that's why I allowed this dream, but..."

"Say no more, Onasa."

"kindness?"

Looking up, what I saw was the still gentle expression of the blond woman, but there was a little blur.

"I'm sorry, Onasa, I'm not your mother, I'm just a substitute, so I can't answer you..."

"I see……"

"But I think you should already have the answer."

"Yeah...it's already there."

The blond woman let out a chuckle when she saw the girl showing a rare lonely expression on her face that was about to cry.

"However, there is one thing I can be sure of."

"……Sure……?"

"Onasha," the woman walked up to the girl, "My Onasha, after 12 years, you have finally become a beautiful girl."

"Mother……"

"Although I am not your mother," the woman put her right hand on her chest, "this feeling really exists here. Even if I am just an illusion, I can clearly perceive all of this."

"Your mother, until the last moment, wanted you to love this world."

【Onasha, keep smiling and bring warmth to others】

"Then...why...you want to do that..."

"Because your mother is not a strong enough person, but can you understand this kind of heart?"

"I can……"

"Well, good boy."

The eye sockets seem to be wet, this feeling is really bad.

"I hope you can have the strength that your mother lacks."

"kindness."

"Don't hate your father, okay?"

"……it is good……"

"Then, let's go to the next place."

"Next……!?"

Before he could recover, the figure of his mother had already started to crumble into pieces.

"That... please wait!"

Even if it's just an illusion, I want to touch it and hold on tight.

There was a faint response in the darkness.

"Onatha Barlowka, please be strong and please meet the person you really should see."

Then, the fragments disappeared.

In the next second, Onasa found herself in a sea of ​​flames.

Is this the Hundred Days War?

So, is this the next [dream] she wants to see?

Obviously... I want to watch it for a while.

Onasa looked at her hands.

It turned out that there was a voice in her heart calling for what she wanted to see with her own eyes. That thing was so important that she was not allowed to stay too much in false happiness.

That thing was the reason she wanted to be strong.

This is not the village of Ravenu.

It's Hamel.

Surrounded by gunpowder and smoke, it is hell.

People seemed to be unable to see Onasa's existence at all, running recklessly.

Is this something she imagined, or is it a scene sleeping in [his] memory that she perceives?

Screams, bayonets piercing skin, cries, gunshots.

All the volume in hell seemed to break through the eardrums, but Onasa couldn't feel the slightest vibration and fear.

Hammel's tragedy.

It was a price that was countless times heavier than Ravenu Village.

Onasa walked quietly, stepping over the scorched ground, the uprooted grass, and even the strewn corpses.

There was a sudden coolness around him.

A man ran quickly beside her.

"Carling!"

The boy who ran past shouted this, and slowly shrunk forward, holding a wooden sword in his left hand. The boy's body and the sword were covered with blood.

Onasa naturally knew who this boy was.

She also started running, following behind the boy.

The silver-haired boy slowed down and knelt down in front of the black-haired girl lying on the ground.

There was a huge crack on the girl's back, and blood gushed out, dyeing her hair red.

Onasa, who walked up to the boy, stood there blankly.

It was as if she was that Caring, as if she was Joshua who kept crying but couldn't say a word, and as if she was the young Levi who raised Caring with trembling hands.

There was no such cold color in the boy's eyes yet.

But it was full of despair and anger, and it was full of bewilderment and fear.

Everything in front of her eyes seemed to be frozen, and Kaling's eyes were closed forever.

Her chest seemed to be hit by something, and she felt an unbearable suffocation. Onasa felt that she wanted to shout something to vent the pain that came from nowhere.

But no matter what, I don't know what to shout.

Standing there, she squatted down and covered her head.

For him in despair, she felt the same way.

"..."

The lips twitched for a short two syllables.

All the emotions in my chest are rushing out desperately.

"... Levi!!!"

Open your eyes, stand up, the flames are gone, the body is gone.

It was still pitch black all around.

"Congratulations, Onasa Barlowka."

"...!"

Hearing the voice, she turned her head, and there was a handsome young man standing far away.

Short silver hair, thin shirt and black trousers.

The face is still immature.

"Levi..."

"Well, it's me, I am, him when I was a child."

"Are you a phantom too?"

"Hehe, it's not important. The important thing is..." The corner of Levi's mouth rose slightly, "You finally called his name."

"...Is this the way to escape from this dream, I called his name."

"No, what allows you to escape from here is your desire for reality more than your desire for dreams, even if the reality is not as you wish. After all, you are not calling for me, but him, aren't you?"

"... Levi."

"Hehe, don't cry, you obviously did it."

The boy's voice was not as deep as it had been transformed, and it echoed in this huge black space.

"Hush..." Levi put his finger on his lips, "He believes that if you don't want to wake up, then no one can wake you up."

"he……"

"Onasa Barlowka, you have always been able to control your own destiny, and he believes so."

"What he, his... Aren't you just him?"

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and when you raise your head again, the blue eyes no longer have a little water ripples, but are as clear and bright as if they have been washed.

"Yeah..." The young man lowered his head thoughtfully, "However, he should have endured more pain."

"Levi... must still retain the way he used to be. Even if he is like ice now, I can still feel it."

Recalling the slight warmth and familiarity on his body during the few contacts in memory.

It's like the taste of the first ray of sunshine after a long period of dark clouds.

Incredible...

Was it another coldness that expelled her coldness and defense?

"You shouldn't have said that to me."

"Ok, I know."

There is still a gap between the boy and Onasa.

"So, you know how to get out of here."

"..."

"Don't hesitate, Onasa Barlowka, don't hesitate."

"……Yes."

Stepping firmly, with her combat boots stepping into the darkness where there was no ground, Onasa reached out and touched the boy's cheek.

Accompanied by her movements, the boy's eyes slowly bent.

"Goodbye, Onasa, if you run into him, please ask him questions instead of me."

"Levi, thank you, goodbye."

The author has something to say:

This article is in the blank period after I lost my inspiration for a long time, and I plan to slowly start to update it recently

There may be many shortcomings, because the heroine is set as a guerrilla and did not know Levi before

This situation will gradually change in the following chapters, thank you for your support