"But, why don't we go find Duke Host?"
The Half-Witch gazed at the temple on the mountains at dusk.
She estimated that this was probably the place where the two-hour performance would conclude.
The two had just wandered to this Dusk Church with an attitude of giving up.
In the original work, this scene shouldn't exist.
"No, this is the end of our journey."
Lanci listened to the Half-Witch's improvised lines without surprise.
This was nowhere near Hyperion; it was completely a fusion of Talia and Hyperion.
"So listen to me..."
Lanci roughly figured out what emergency had caused Hyperion to turn into Talia.
But he couldn't blame Talia, because she came up to save them by improvising; the only thing she didn't know was the change in the script. If it hadn't been drastically altered, she would have performed fine.
"We don't have much time left, can you just listen to me from now on?"
Lanci decided to throw away the script too.
