Volume 7: The Girl in the Forest of Darkness
The Twenty-seventh Chapter
by Yura Kairi
Translation by Marfisa
Olivie- Well, Rosalia has come back to us.
Olivie- Aren't you going to quit now?
Olivie- You two Nightmares.
Olivie- Taking advantage of a person's weakness, you plant the seeds of discord and confusion.
One false step and it would have been a disaster that could have destroyed a planet.
Olivie- I see your other tricks.
It's a cowardly method.
Olivie- I'm not going to let petty demons who can't exist without being a parasite on a person's
dreams do whatever they want any more.
Nightmare- YOU'RE FORGETTING.
THIS IS HER DREAM LAND.
YOU ARE THE ONLY PRISONERS.
THE SACREAS OF WATER, FIRE, AND DREAM.
YOU CAN'T RUN.
Nightmare- WE'VE GOT YOU.
LIKE MOTHS TO A FLAME.
Nightmare- AND THE TWO CANDIDATES FOR THE NEXT QUEEN.
ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS WAIT.
THE QUEEN'S POWER WILL EXCEED ITS LIMIT.
THE COSMOS WILL BE DESTROYED.
Olivie- I won't let that happen!
Nightmare- NOW, I'LL SHOW YOU TO THE LABYRINTH OF DARK SLEEP.
Olivie- Angelique, Rosalia!
Darkness in which I can't see anything.
I can't perceive anything but the sensation of my own body.
My naked self without any adornment is bared.
I'm ashamed of myself.
I promised I would protect those girls.
Olivie- I have to be careful...
In the dark, if I don't keep a firm grip on myself, I'll be trapped by thoughts and lose sight of
Like I'm wandering inside a deep dark forest.
Olivie- The worst is inclined to get steadily worse.
Besides, I don't have time to be lost in contemplation now.
... Sacrea of Dream...
Show me the way.
A bird of light!?
Queen- Did you call me?
Queen- Guardian of Dream, Olivie.
Your Sacrea is a part of mine.
Olivie- I... I am unworthy of such an honor.
Queen- Follow the divine bird.
Queen- That bird will fly towards the light.
Olivie- Thank you, Your Majesty!
I entrust the Queen Candidates to you.
Lumiale- Plunging into the Nightmares' world living body and all,
you really are a rash person.
Lumiale- Here is your sword.
The sword of Fire with the Sacrea of Light.
Lumiale- Wicked people must not have been able to touch it.
It seems it was left as it was.
This sword should give you strength.
Lumiale- I need your strength.
Olivie- Do you know how worried everyone was?
Olivie- Why did you not consult anyone and work alone?
What are we here for?
Lumiale- ... I'm sorry.
Lumiale- I never expected that there was a Nightmare hiding in her heart...
Olivie- Honestly... I don't understand how sometimes you're either modest or full of confidence.
Lumiale- ...... I wanted to understand that girl's pain.
Lumiale- My words of encouragement and sympathy don't reach her deeply bound heart.
Lumiale- Her frozen heart rejects everything and all I could do was watch over her.
Olivie- I know. It's no use no matter how much water you pour on the cold frozen land of winter.
Olivie- Oh well. Right now, finding Rosalia and Angelique is our priority. Geez, where is
Lumiale- Um... Olivie.
Olivie- Well... what a pitiful sight you are. The Guardian of Fire in ice, it's not even a joke.
Lumiale- Because he plunged into the dense spiritual world as flesh and blood, he probably
wasn't able to cope.
It must have put a considerable load on him spiritually.
Lumiale- But now, that's a blessing. The bioenergy of a living body is strong enough to destroy
It's a little dangerous, but since even Angelique has come to this world, we can't hesitate.
Olivie- Well then, I'll have him wake up.
Olivie- I've never used such a heavy sword, so I don't know if I'll miss my aim!!
Olivie- Get up! Oscar!!
Oscar- I would rather have been awakened by a lady's kiss.
Queen- Queen Candidate.
Queen- I too was once a Queen Candidate.
Queen- That girl might have been another me.
She might have been you.
Mother- You really have such beautiful hair. I love brushing your hair.
Nightmare- Me too, I love it too, mother.
Man- She can be a daughter of the high nobility.
This way, this child can happy too.
No. I don't want to go.
Mother- Take care...
Man- Our clan turns out many Queen Candidates and Queen Cadets.
I want to go home.
I want to go home.
Man- Do your best and become an excellent Queen Candidate.
We're aiming for the Queen's throne.
Nightmare- Do your best, do your best...
What's the use?
You are fortunate. You were born with Sacrea.
But it's a shame. It seems there will be no Queen Alternation in our generation.
Nightmare- I was brought to this place arbitrarily...
If I can't become Queen, you don't need me, do you?
Take me home!!
What a daughter. Trying to sneak out of the mansion.
Man- We gave both your parents more than enough money. From now on, even if you went home you
would only be a bother.
I don't care. I don't care.
It's not my fault that I was born with the Queen's Sacrea, nor that I can't become Queen.
No more. No more. No more.
Help me... somebody!!
Nightmare- YOU CALLED ME, DIDN'T YOU.
Nightmare- Who are you?
AT LAST I'VE MET YOU.
Nightmare- WHAT IS YOUR DESIRE?
Nightmare- ... This world should cease to exist.
I hate the Queen...
Nightmare- AS YOU DESIRE.
Queen- She is imprisoned in a gloomy darkness anyone might fall into.
Queen- I want you to help that girl.
As a selfsame Queen Candidate.
Ange- Your Majesty.
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