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Mirii's back bended forward, as her shrunk irises were watching the painting.
"Did… did that voice… came out of this painting?!" Her eyes blinked twice.
"Why are you looking at me, now?"
Mirii gasped, as her mouth opened wide. Her weapon fell on the ground.
"I-Impossible!" Mirii's hands went on her mouth. "A-am I hearing this?!"
"… could you please lower your voice, little Squid? Queen Isabelle the VII can hear you just fine."
"Qu-queen Isabelle?!" Mirii's face went paler, as her right cheek twitched. "Yo-you can't be the same queen who ruled this country!"
"Why yes, I am… albeit in painting form, as you can see. I can't move, but I can talk at least! Isn't it wonderful? It's been a while since I had a little chat with a little Squid like"
Mirii was taking some steps backwards, as sweat was covering her face.
"… are you leaving already?"
"Th-the waves… it must be the waves…" Jerkily, she turned forward. "Let's proceed and forget that this event ever happened…"
"I can help you out, little Squid! I can… I can tell you more about this museum!"
"Ignore her, ignore her, ignore her…" Mirii's eyes squeezed, as her neck bended down and her mouth flattened.
"You don't even want to pick up this item you left on the ground?"
Mirii's neck lifted, as her eyes opened and expanded, while her irises shrunk and her mouth opened. Immediately she twisted behind, rushing towards the Hero Charger.
"There is no need to rush! No one is around the museum… well, except this boy."
Mirii's head turned towards the painting, while bending down towards her weapon.
"Wh-who?!"
"A little boy… I would say around your age… oh, maybe he's a farmer?"
"Sp-speak!" Mirii rose, as her hands went on the wall, as her head was near the painting. "Where is he?!"
"Watch your tone, little Squid! At your age I was nominated as the role model of all women!"
"Nnnggh!" Mirii's eyebrows went up, as her eyelids went to the middle and her teeth were gritting. "I-I already threw mud on my reputation for talking to a painting of Queen Isabelle… don't make my sacrifice be a waste…"
"… I will go easy on you. But I said that just because this is your first time! If you try to take advantage of"
"I-I understand!" Mirii nodded once, as her eyes squeezed. "Please, reveal his location… I-I have to rescue him…"
"Oh… what my ears are hearing? This young lady is looking for her sweet-half…?"
Mirii blushes a lot, as she lifted her posture and her mouth opened wide.
"Oooh oh oh oh! What a gentle, kind Squid you are! A little one, for sure… but with a big heart!"
"I-I… I…" Sweat jumped out from Mirii's head.
"Why, the kind boy you are looking for… … he's asking for help! I don't know where, exactly…"
"He's waiting?!" Mirii bended forward. "How would you know for sure, if you are"
"He's screaming at the top of his lungs! His voice is giving me this image of himself… he seems to shout this Mirii too…"
"WHAT!?" Mirii's face went red, as her jaw dropped. "M-me?!"
"Uhm… you are not hearing him?"
Mirii's ears rose.
"… now that I think about it…" Mirii's eyebrows lowered slightly. "Hunley couldn't be the only one around this museum: there is also another woman…"
"Oooooh oh oh oh! Why… you are a friend of Libera?"
"Eh?!" Mirii's irises shrunk. "Wait… if I say no, Queen Isabelle may refuse to help me! Then…" She cleared her voice, as her hands went behind her back. "I… I'm her friend, yes." She nodded.
"Wonderful! Sometimes she pays me a visit… if it wasn't for her, I couldn't get used to this painting form I assumed."
"… but according to the history books, you were gone for more than a century!" Mirii's irises shrunk, as her mouth flattened.
"Ah… really?"
"Th-there are no evidences that you went simply missing!" Sweat jumped out from Mirii's head. "Yo-you were… well…"
"Mirii, isn't it?"
"Y-yes?!" She swallowed silently.
"Mirii… sometimes I try so hard to remember my past days… if it wasn't for Libera, I couldn't never figure out that I'm indeed a great Queen! Every time she wants to talk to me, she picks me up and carries me in a lonely place… from there, she lets me watch all my relatives' paintings! Even my son and daughter! It's unfortunate that they can't speak to me… I would give my crown to hear my littles' cute voices!"
Everything went darker around Mirii.
"… there is something… very, very odd about this. … shouldn't I knew about the Queen presence earlier? Aga, her husband… everyone working in this museum should know this!"
Mirii frowned a bit.
"Yet, they never said anything like that… it seems that only Miss Libera is involved. She's the one who carries this painting, after all… … there are paintings sending waves towards Inklings, according to Aga. Waves capable of manipulating them… … I wonder…"
The darkness faded away.
"Little Squid, you are not talking to me anymore…?"
"… Queen Isabelle, forgive me for this." Mirii went in front of the painting, as her hands picked it up.
"Hmm?! Wh-what are you doing?!"
"I'll carry you out of this museum…" She turned to her left, walking forward. "… and give you to those who can analyze paintings."
"Wh-why you want to analyze me?! I-I don't need that at all! I-I'm the Queen"
"This is what you think…" Mirii's head rose. "… I'm looking for conceivable answers, not mere words."
"M-Mirii, please"
"Enough." Mirii snorted. "My decision is final. I'll get to the bottom of th"
"Mirii, put me down."
The girl gasped, as her hands left the painting: the item fell down, impacting on the floor.
"Wh-who are you?!" Mirii took some steps backwards, as her hands went on her chest.
"… is that important, Mirii Kelpshell? You shouldn't had dared to make me mad…"
Mirii frowned a bit.
"Answer me, you fiend!" She bended a bit forward, staring at the painting's back. "Who are you?! Why you know my full name?!"
"Instead of those questions… why are you not asking anything about your little boyfriend?"
Mirii blushes, as her irises shrunk and her face frowned even more.
"WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HIM?!"
A laugh bursts out in the air.
"He… he's about to become part of the collection…"