Is the Search still in Progress?
After that, it was often easier for me to get distracted.
It was not particularly bad when I was moving my body.
From my seat at the breakfast table, I would look at the Margraves couple and their complete air of friendliness, Alan’s exasperated face, Reggie’s expression as he looked on and laughed. It allowed me to feel the warmth of ordinary days, and because of that I was able to forget the things I was 'supposed to think about.’
But even when I did try to look up magic in the books, the contents would not stay in my head. I would keep remembering it. Remember about that would-be magician, crumbling into sand. I thought about this same thing happening to me and I would became too scared to search any further. And so my attention tends to go after things that give me a real sense of living a peaceful, everyday life.
But then again, I also think.
I was able to escape a fate that should have been mine, perhaps this castle's fate of being under attack will also alter. Maybe Reggie would not die.
Furthermore, was it not possible that this world had in fact, no connection at all with the game? Such dreamlike thoughts would enter my head, and I would grind my fists with hopelessness.
"I do understand…"
Without thinking, the words spilled out of my mouth.
Things did not go so smoothly as that. I knew 'what would happen next,' and so I was able to flee. But everyone else, they have no way of knowing what will happen to themselves next.
This world, it was meant to be a place where people scramble in the dark, trying to move forward.
And that is why I think, think that I must do something as the one who knows more. But it is there that my heart stops me in my tracks.