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Memory Piece: Dream of the Desert Continued

 

Gold goblets filled with alcohol, and the scent of spices and fresh fruits mix in the air within a luxuriously adorned room.

 

After a series of events surrounding the magical lamp, the party returns from the historic ruins. As thanks, a lavish banquet is held, and in the midst of it…-.

 

Gary: "Where did she go?"

 

Sharon: "As thanks she was given a dress as a present! She's getting changed into it now!"

 

Gilbert: "A dress?"

 

Sharon: "From my country! Something like that!"

 

The carefree Sharon pointed in front of him to a group of dancers wearing beautiful veils.

 

Prytwen: "!?"

 

Gary: "Prince Prytwen, are you alright? Your face looks red…was the alcohol too strong?"

 

Prytwen: "N-no, I'm fine, don't worry about it."

 

Caliburn: "…"

 

Caliburn quietly stared at his older brother, his eyes narrowed like half moons.

 

Prytwen: "…shut up Caliburn."

 

Caliburn: "I didn't say anything Brother."

 

Prytwen: "You're saying it with that smile! See!"

 

Sharon: "Haha, you guys really get along! But I won't be outdone. In the first place, I've got loads of brothers and sisters!"

 

Gilbert: "…is that something to compete over?"

 

Gary: "Come to think of it…I heard the royal family of Rabia is quite large."

 

Sharon: "Yeah yeah! Next time, I'll introduce you to everyone. You're all our benefactors that fought together for Rabia!"

 

Prytwen: "Benefactors…but we originally came to fight against monsters…-."

 

Gilbert: "Before you read too much into what we did, think of a way to make your country more affluent as soon as possible."

 

Sharon: "Uh…I-I know that…!"

 

Gary: "…we didn’t help so that we could get the thanks for it. We just wanted to grant your wish as soon as possible Prince Sharon. That's what you're trying to say, right?"

 

Gilbert: "…what we did was for the people."

 

Caliburn: "Right. I'm sure she'd say the same thing…- Ah, it seems she's finished now."

 

Prytwen: "Eh, already…?"

 

From behind the multiple curtains laid over each other, those gathered in that place heard the familiar sound of approaching footsteps.

 

Sharon: "Then I'll go and get the fairy!"

 

Prytwen: "Eh, wai- … my heart's not ready…!"

 

Gilbert: "…can he not sit still even for a moment?"

 

Caliburn: "Haha, that earnestness is one of his strong points though."

 

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