(Chapter of the ) Lost Children
The World of Those with Wings/Winged Things' World
You've grown, haven't you, Jill.
You're about the same size as me now.
...It really is you Rochine......
But that figure...
A HA HA.
The way I told you long ago.
Because this is the real me, that's why.
The real you...?
The Elf Queen.
Rochine offered them up, in order to fulfill her desire.
The lives of her own parents, as a sacrifical offerring.
I missed you. I want to talk lots more!
I'm inviting you now!
Our Elven Homeland.
To Misty Valley.
Those in favour!
Me, me, me, me, me, me.
Wait a minute, I...
It's OK. It's OK. You don't worry about a thing!
It's a beautiful place. You'll be playing happily always.
Even if night falls.
You'll be OK.
I won't let you fall or anything.
Just now, it was as if you'd have murdered Jill as well along with her...
Intend to murder Jill as well along with her!?
If so, so what.
Side Text: * One time pro-wrester Killer Khan's special move. You simultaneously send out a knee kick with a Mongolian chop from the top rope.
Guts (text next to head):
Even though I though you were a fucking heretic, I didn't think it possible you'd go this far!! (3.)
From now on, I'll make a point of calling you Engacho Swordsman!!!
At any rate, that's it!
I've had enough!
You're a brain-dead idiot! (5.)
Good-bye and take care, Engacho Swordsman!
......Should I have held back? (6.)
You don't have to be afraid, Jill.
I swear that I won't let go my hands.
A view that never can be gazed upon by human beings.
us posessed wings. A world where elves alone were permitted.
It was so beautiful...
small, I can't recognize it...
Such a tiny place.
And me, I've become frightened and small.
You can fly as much as you like.
No matter how great your desire is.
became our companion.