“As a matter of fact, some carrier pigeons escaped, became feral and multiplied… Having been raised by people, they weren’t afraid of them”
Then, were the pigeons from a while ago their descendants? It feels somehow nostalgic.
I posed a question. While staring in Calcilast-sama’s pale blue eyes.
“Why did the carrier pigeons leave people? What about their food?”
Calcilast-sama’s eyes opened wide for an instant and he returned.
“I’m not sure about the details… but I’m sure they wanted to be free. Or maybe they got lost…”
Calcilast-sama who spoke seriously was wonderful. He’s just like the sun.
We went forward side by side. Our pace is about the same.
Calcilast-sama seems to take me into consideration. I have no stamina…
The white castle wall still continues. How immense it is.