Issi nodded contentedly with an exhausting look as she looked at a room in the fort that was so shiny that she could see it differently.
The time is already midnight and quite a bit of time has passed, although it was not all night.
When I opened the window, there was no cloud in the sky, and the stars hushed quietly.
But in such a beautiful starry sky, for some reason, there are three moons.
Nevertheless, Issi has already encountered events out of common sense many times since she came here.
I am not going to further deny the fact that where I am now is a distant otherworldly world that is not Earth, then it was about nothing as many of the moons.
Once he looks back, he returns his gaze to Plumier, who waits for Issi's words in the position where he stood at the table.
"You did a great job without all the cleaning tools. I mean, you guys are amazing because you're going to mow plants like that right out of the woods and in an instant you're going to make them out of a broom."
No, and Plumier shakes her neck sideways to be afraid.
"Luckily, it was also a good thing that the cloth-cut kind was left behind. There was also a clean Zelig nearby, so we could also wipe and clean it. Thanks to this, you won't have any trouble drinking water. Right now, we're sending you to get the water you need for your free hands."
Well, when he sat down in an old chair and then nodded, she went on to say more.
"And I'm really sorry that I haven't been able to serve you a meal to the master yet. We have already procured weeds and beasts, so as soon as the water arrives, we will do an easy cooking"
"No, you don't have to panic because you're not so hungry. I'd rather you guys eat properly. [M] Even homunculus needs about a meal, right?
Plumier gives a troubled look to that question of his.
It's like you're wondering if you should say something or not.
Hmm, and when he saw it, he overlaid his words to hear it out.
"I don't mind telling you if you can't, but if you think of me as a trustworthy master, will you tell me? Just in case something happens to you because you didn't know, it's too late."
If you say so, I'll have to tell you the truth.
Because she doesn't know that her trust in her master will remain.
Plumier said a word with a face of his will,
"It's a man's blood"
and told him with a voice that was about to disappear.
Actually, that's the best way for Homncrus to be abhorred (Yuen), but Issi just gave a somewhat convincing look at what it was.
So Plumier, who rather was creeped out by confessing and expected us to throw ourselves out, heard an unexpected answer and said, "Yes?" I raise my voice.
No way, even thinking about whether the words he said were hard to hear, and confessing the same facts again, but he still just nodded,
"No, I was just saying, I don't know if that happens somehow. It wouldn't be so surprising. Yeah, but what if that's it? There's only one human being, so it's a lot of work to get all 1,000 people to go."
"No, no, master! Please wait a minute!
She rushes out more knowing that he is speaking on the assumption that he will provide us with his own blood.
"It's blood, but it doesn't have to be replenished every day. Once a week is enough, and above all, it's too much to be afraid to get the master's blood. Just one drop of blood from the villagers and, in some cases, cowhorses around there, and we'll manage to keep people in shape."
But he shook his head beside the words.
"That's hard to allow. It's dangerous not to be as quiet as possible right now. Not that the brave men who have been after a wizard named Sairam aren't looking for you. The appearance of Homunculus is characteristic, so if you come into contact with the villagers, it will be a rumor as soon as possible, and that doesn't necessarily mean you won't have a chaser. Even the blood of a cow horse is with you. There are only a few wild ones, so it's probably a raised cow horse who can make contact. Then there will always be evidence of you somewhere, and the owner will be suspicious. That's where I get my legs."
"But I don't mean to get the master's blood, etc."
"Plumier"
Issi also calls her name so forcefully that she doesn't know why she can make such a voice.
Funny, he feels inside, uncomfortable that he would have had such a strong personality.
Yes, since he himself was summoned to this world, there are times when his spirit doesn't seem to be his own.
(Somehow, I mean, it's stopped working on everything...)
But he went on to say that he would shake his head to deny such discomfort.
"Plumier, this is an order from the master. Suck my blood."
Such a horrible, whilst in his mouth, Plumier is slightly crawling a hot gaze at the fingertips Ishi has given him.
Then I'll just help him out a little, and he'll shallow cleave his fingertips with his own canine teeth.
Plump of blood floats at the tip of my index finger.
And again, I stuck that finger out against Plumier.
"Such, such, disrespectful to the Master. But, oh, it spills."
Plumier, who may normally be called calm deposition, shakes his light blue hair and, looking like his golden eyes are out of focus, puts his face close to the offered man's finger and includes it in his mouth as it is.
Plumier is obsessed with it and hits that finger with a cheerful look like she lost me.
Issi watched how it went but inside,
"Exactly. This was a little too much"
and while reflecting, she was amazed at the heat in her mouth transmitted to her fingers.