The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

But there's just one small problem... there's only one bed in this place?

Upon closer inquiry, it was discovered that the Duke of Karlsten had not arranged separate accommodations for the two of them.

The reason for doing this was not because the Duke was stingy or because there were no extra rooms in the estate.

The reason for this was that the duke felt that since the two were not currently safe, they should live together closely to avoid any danger.

This is typical of the decisive and efficient duke.

However, her methods caused a lot of trouble for Kiana and Amelia.

After all, if there's only one bed, it's bound to be a little inconvenient to sleep in.

Therefore, it is out of the elegance of being a knight.

Kiana said gently to Emilia, "I'll sleep on the sofa. Take care of yourself. Get some rest, Emilia."

"Ziana, thank you! But I think if I can't be with you, I might as well just sleep on the sofa with you..."

Emilia said those words with a blush on her face.

A peach-scented fragrance instantly filled the air. The atmosphere in the entire guest room became considerably more ambiguous.

Under these circumstances, Kiana touched the back of her head as usual.

"No need to thank me. It's nothing, it's all we can do now anyway."

"..."

Such an unromantic reply left Amelia speechless.

However, though she was speechless, she knew Kiana's feelings. So, after smiling, she slowly turned around, took off her clothes and shoes, and went to bed to rest.

As Emilia drifted off to sleep, Kiana's face broke into a relieved smile.

"I didn't realize you spoiled her so much?"

The sudden, cold, clear voice made the others snap out of their daze and look at the speaker.

A special doll sitting on the windowsill, swinging its little feet.

Her gaze remained as cold and elegant as ever, making one wonder just how beautiful she would be if she could laugh, if her face could smile...

"what happened to you?"

Sirin tossed her hair and looked at Kiana with an increasingly serious expression.

If Miracles Have Color (re0): Chapter Seventy - The End Where No One Is Hurt

On the windowsill, Celine sat quietly.

If she were a little more gentle and lively, she would be an adorable little one.

Unfortunately, she seemed to have no intention of doing so at all. She was completely focused on making herself appear serious and authoritative.

To put it simply, she exudes a queen-like aura.

Of course, Kiana thought it was a little bit vain.

However, Kiana wasn't in the mood to dwell on that now. After all, figuring out what Sirin had been doing was probably more important to her.

"What did you go doing just now? You didn't go to find some cream cake, did you?"

Kiana tried her best to soften her tone and make it gentler.

Although she really wanted to confront the little one and demand to know what she had done, she considered that if she did, the little one might not confess. So, she could only adopt a more conciliatory approach.

"Me? Cream cake? Hmm, it would be nice to have some if I had the chance, but I didn't just go to eat any cream cake."

"That's what Xilin answered in a slow voice."

His tone was filled with a hint of disdain and annoyance, as if he were fed up with being misunderstood.

Kiana noticed something was off about her tone. She then realized that perhaps she had just gone to do something important.

It turned out to be true when I asked.

“I haven’t been idle while you were busy either. You could say that if it weren’t for me, the whole city would have known about the mess you made in that mansion long ago. I’ve also temporarily detained those two assassins, and they definitely won’t be out anytime soon.”

Celine tossed her pigtails and slowly recounted her recent experience in a calm and clear voice.

There seems to be an undercurrent of self-aggrandizement in the conversation.

So it turns out she was the one who dealt with those two assassins?

This was unexpected for Kiana. But thinking about it, it was because she hadn't paid much attention to those two guys, so when they disappeared afterwards, she didn't suspect anything.

Now we know they were imprisoned by Sirin. They deserve it, I suppose. Presumably, they'll be sent to the capital for a just trial soon, and then this matter will be over.

"Thank you, Sirin."

Kiana said very sincerely. She had to admit that this little guy had really helped her a lot. At least for now, this matter was finally settled.

And I should also...

"Let's stop here, Kiana."

Just as Kiana was wondering what to do next, Sirin suddenly spoke slowly in a calm voice.

As the words were being conveyed, the little guy even flew right up to her, which was quite unusual for him.

Watching Sirin fly up to her and hover around, Kiana gradually realized that perhaps it was time to leave.

Based on past experience, if Shirin speaks in this tone, it most likely means that the trip is about to end.

Upon closer examination, continuing in this manner would indeed be an excessive interference in the world.

At the very least, the will of the world will not allow this to continue.

Who knows what terrible things might happen then?

Although it's regrettable, there's nothing I can do about it, but considering what I've done these past few days...

At least I've done my best...

Wasn't the trip worthwhile?

Are we just going to leave like this?

Before leaving, Kiana asked slowly.

"You could leave her a letter, or wait until she wakes up and then disappear from her sight. In any case, you can't stay any longer, otherwise... you know I might massacre the city. Or wait for that witch to revive and plunge the world into darkness."

Celine's words were utterly ruthless and cold. Yet, almost everything she said was true.

Kiana could completely trust this. Because, so far, the little guy had never lied to her.

Aside from the truths she wouldn't reveal.

So, in order to protect them, I have to leave, right?

"Since that's the case, let's go then. Hmm, but I should leave a letter. It just feels a bit irresponsible to leave so casually, hehe."

Kiana scratched the back of her head as usual, then took out paper and pen from Sirin and began to write.

This process is not complicated at all; in fact, it's so simple it's almost unbelievable.

But she picked up her pen and wrote, wrote and stopped, dawdling for a long time, until the sun rose, when she finally finished writing down what was on her mind.

"Alright, we can set off now." Kiana put down her pen, slowly rose, and walked forward, gradually disappearing into the sunlight.

Ultimately, it disappeared from this world.

This trip has come to an end.

...

As time went by, sunlight streamed through the elegant window and fell on Emilia's hair and face.

Feeling slightly stuffy, she opened her eyes. She looked around, somewhat bewildered.

Although it wasn't certain yet, she had a vague feeling in her heart that that person had left...

Kiana. Have you left?

Emilia's questions went unanswered. The room was empty; there wasn't even any evidence of her existence.

Hmm? No, that's not it.

Looking at the letter lying quietly on the table, Liang Li felt incredibly anxious. Without even getting dressed, she got out of bed, went to the table, picked up the paper, and began to read.

The contents of the letter were very simple.

Kiana did not use a particularly artistic or profound way of expressing her inner feelings.

She adopted a relatively simple and clear diary format.

To put it simply, it means expressing one's thoughts directly in the form of a diary, without any falsehood, which can be described as extremely sincere.

"Hi Emilia, by the time you pick up this letter, I may already be gone. Don't worry about me; the journey is long, and the end is far off. So my journey will continue."

Although I'm leaving, I promise you that if you ever need me, I will always be your strong support. This is my promise.

So bravely pursue your dreams, Emilia. I believe that if you were to rule this country, everyone could live a happy and fulfilling life.

Although you are not as decisive and authoritative as the Duke of Karlsten.

Unlike Mezas, who was well-versed in magic and possessed special powers, he...

You have a kind heart. A heart that thinks of others. If it were you, you could definitely bring about a different change to this kingdom. Your knight—Ziana.

The words on the letter were not particularly skillful; they were all genuine expressions of feeling.

Although the words weren't particularly ornate or the phrases particularly elegant, they still warmed Emilia's heart.

She gently clutched the letter to her chest, whispering in a voice only she could hear, "I received your blessing. Have a safe journey, Kiana..."

Magical Girl's Parallel World Journey (Fate/kaleid liner Prisma Illya): Chapter 1 - A World on the Verge of Death Welcomes Hope

The boundless city exudes desolation and fear.

The howling wind whistled through the cracks in the buildings, and traces of human presence could be vaguely seen amidst the white snow.

This place is already desolate, and this world will eventually perish.