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Akira: Where am... A birdcage!? Then, could it be...!?)

Rustica: Good morning, what a lovely sunrise song. My sweet, little birdie. My bride.

Rustica: Ah, to finally find you, my love. I shall never, ever let you go...

Chloe: Rustica, please stop! That's the Master Sage!

Rustica: Oh, is that so? How careless of me.

Chloe: We're at the training exercise! Are you still half asleep?

Rustica: I'm perfectly fine. Unless this is a dream, then what a delightful, morning dream it is.

Rustica: With the gentle breeze and chirping of birds, such a perfect start to the day. Wouldn’t you agree, dear Master Sage?

Rustica: I apologize for my mistake. I’ll be releasing you now. Let’s hear that lovely voice of yours.

Rustica: 《Amorest Viesse》

Akira: … Uu, ahh..! T-That was a surprise…

Chloe: Good morning, Master Sage! Sorry for giving you such a scare this early!

Akira: No, it’s fine! Good morning to you, too, Chloe. What was that meteor shower of light we just saw?

Rustica: It was Murr’s magic. I believe it should be holding Mithra back, Master Sage.

Rustica: Good morning, as well. It’s quite good to see you as usual, Master Sage.

Akira: Haha.. Good morning. It’s good to see you, too.

Even during this time of stress, I released a sigh of relief, laughing.

Being in the presence of Western Wizards, I always find myself humming along to their beat.

Because they always remind me, that even when I'm darting through the sky like a shot arrow,

I can always relax into a good mood on a lovely morning, seeing the smiling faces of familiar friends.

Suddenly, a magical door materializes beside us.

Chloe and Rustica: Wah…!

Within their chorus of screams, the spatial door opens silently.

Mithra awaits us with his icy gaze.

He flexes his finger, pulling me like a hooked fish from where I sat next to Rustica.

Chloe: Master Sage!

Like a bullet shot through the air, I was tugged across to Mithra.

Midway, appearing out of the morning sky, a swarm of gorgeous butterflies emerged from the air, swarming around me and Mithra.

Mithra was seemingly oblivious to the encroaching butterflies, proudly tucking me under his arm.

Mithra: My, my. It seems that I have captured the Master Sage. Not that it was difficult.

Mithra: Hm...?

Mithra quirks an eyebrow, grabbing my chin sharply from where I sit in his arms.

Mithra: You aren’t the Master Sage, are you?

The “me” in Mithra’s arms elicits a laugh.

Before Mithra can even raise his magic skull, “I” softly mutter a spell.

“Akira”: 《Inviebelle》

The intense light gathering at Mithra’s crystal skull begins to fade.

Mithra stares at “me”, hair fluttering around him, watching in what is seemingly awe.

My enchanting smile morphs to that of Shylock.

Murr: Yippee~! A resounding success!

The real me stays locked within a misty haze.

Celebrating the completion of their great plan, Murr slices through the blue fog, shaking away the haze.

I desperately cling to his waist as he somersaults across the sky with me aboard his broom.

Akira: …! Murr, I’ll fall…!

Murr: If you fall, I’ll just catch you again and again, as many times as it takes!

As if making a promise, he squeezes my hand reassuringly.

The warmth in his hand makes my heart flutter. The rays of the morning sun shine in the distance.

Only the magical ring sitting upon his finger was cold as ice.

Murr: We'll always be together, Master Sage! Even if we're falling from the stars or rising into them!

I gave a wry smile to his passionate words, released at such brisk speeds.

I know he will always have his true love. Murr, the wizard who fell in love with the moon.

When we first met, he said these words to me: “If I could be friends with you, then I would be very happy.”

Akira: (I wonder if we ever could?)

Murr: 《Eanul Rambul 》!

Akira: Gyaa…!

Abruptly, Murr's broom vanishes. Having lost the power of flight, we plummet

I gaze up with teary eyes, seeing a large, black shadow linger in the sky.

It leaps at the place where we had just been, releasing a horrifying howl.

Owen: Damn it...!

Snow: Owen! Cerberus is losing control!

White: It appears your dog does not know how to behave!

Owen: Shut up. Of course he does!

Owen:《Cur Memini》

Fueled on by Owen’s spell, Cerberus bounds towards him, baring his gaping jowls.

Akira: …!!

Just as I was about to fade into oblivion from the terrifying speed of the fall, Murr’s ring sparkles with a rainbow of colors.

Murr: 《Eanul Rambul 》!

Sparks fly out from his ring, forming into a wolf-like shape.

In an array of twinkling sparkles, the form howls with fury towards Cerberus.

Provoked by his dominant cry, Cerberus grows more and more feral.

It’s all over! At the end of it all, I began to close my eyes.

But Murr gives a wicked smile.

Murr: I’ll deal with Cerberus. See ya soon, Master Sage!

Akira: Huh!?

In the next second, Murr’s broom suddenly takes form, supporting my back.

Similar to swimming a backstroke, I am carried off into the morning glow.

Diagonal from me at the end of the sky, Owen stands upon his broom, lips pursued in amusement.

Owen: It appears you are defenseless, Sir Sage. You all, go after him!

Cerberus fails to obey Owen’s words. He tries to follow, but he is instead intervened by Murr’s sparkling wolf.

Owen: What are you doing!? Leave that insane cat alone!

Murr: Let’s play! Come ‘ere!

Murr: Or can your little dog not keep up?

Murr: Ahaha!

Owen: Hey! Just listen to me!

Owen:《Quare Morito》

Murr: 《Eanul Rambul 》!