Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

- That's when Doyle was stunned by his reunion with His Highness Brio.

Me, Ljeci and Sana 'a were facing an unexpected situation at the entrance to the Abyss Forest in Majesta.

What is this stuff here...?

My consciousness, with a temple-owned carriage in front of me, which the average person would never use, escapes reality. Nice and far-fetched, and instead the memories of the past month circle the back of my brain like a running horse lamp.

When the grass sprouts fresh green young leaves and colorful buds await the time of bloom.

We graduated from Epis School and left behind three years of study while the teachers and juniors dropped us off.

- Also, someday.

The words that our graduates gave to our juniors at the time of the parting were also directed at friends who knew the way.

With the seven glowing bubbles in the sky, by the time I walk the rainbow cobblestone on my chest with the promise of reunion, the anxiety of going the loneliness and individual paths has disappeared from the faces of my classmates, and I travel to the place where I should be alone and alone with a bright, hopeful grin.

What I painted behind my brain looking at my people like that was a number of events that have happened over the past two years.

It's no exaggeration to say that my world has been revamped thanks to meeting Master Doyle.

I was able to carry out research during school that I would not have been able to do in the end due to lack of materials and tools, and I got to know His Royal Highness Prince Wang and the Princess, and I climbed the castle and burned the battle beyond the imagination of the fiery spear brave man and Doyle in this eye. Well, you have one or two new goals and aspirations.

Master Doyle has one year to graduate.

Then let Doyle's men, who will inherit the name of the Duke of Aginis, gain the strength they deserve. I will support Doyle so that he can go his way satisfactorily. I'll never let you leave a message because it's dangerous.

Me, Ljeci and Sana were so intent on getting into the carriage to pick me up.

That was about a month and a half ago.

In the residence of the Duke of Aginis, which arrived on the night of the graduation ceremony, the brave men of the flaming spear and the brave men of the thunderbolt spear welcomed the Virgin and the family out, and then shook by the luxury of the respective rooms guided, the master Meryl was removed from the knowledge that she was the maid leader, but they are no longer good memories.

Anyway, life at the Aginis house was more exciting than I imagined.

It is common for flames to lick outside the window and the sound of lightning strikes if the face-to-face braves start matching, and it has been a routine tea event to the point where the explosions and the ground sway lightly.

Naturally, no one who works for the Aginis is upset to that extent. To the extent that Serena is taking a lunch break to cook the brave men's arrangements by saying that she is fine because she is joining us in the mansion. As far as Serena and her master are concerned, beside each other, she has made a selection of trees and flowers to plant at her doorstep. Dimensions are different.

But it was only a few days before we were stunned by the training of the brave men who were going to lose their lives if the three of us were involved and the stiffness of Serena and her family.

Or there are greenhouses and expensive materials planted with enough work equipment and a wide variety of medicinal herbs that I feel are a waste of time freaking out, and I don't care about the approximation if it is guided by a master with the highest knowledge and skill who inherited the name of the lost Parma. That's why we learned from Deacon Sebastian how to spend time in the Aginis family and how to inform her when her husband's family made something happen. We didn't spend that much time familiarizing ourselves with life in the mansion and were passionate about absorbing the master's knowledge from morning to evening.

... What the hell happened to this situation?

Gleefully wanting to hold my head to the incredible sight of Serena, who is inviting me in the carriage of the temple, I turn to my master, who is holding me back beside the gate.

My master suddenly told me that I would "train my body" and I was brought to the Abyss Forest two days after the Epis School entrance ceremony was held.

Even that day, we worked early in the morning to prepare the medicine that Parma Lumedi had told us to leave behind for future generations, but in a word from our master we were to head abyss forest abruptly. But I'm not going to complain about that. No matter how much money you accumulate, you've been given the knowledge that you can't learn, without any consideration, just because you're Doyle's men. It is only natural to follow the Master's guidance in silence.

Even if what we were taught in the Abyss Forest was not only the use of native medicinal herbs, but also the use of daggers and acupunctures to punish prey and stop the movement of the human body, we can't say anything. My master told me for now that those techniques weren't bright in battle. They were a substitute for assassination, even from our point of view, but I can deduce from the story that Serena was to meet and serve when she was worshipped as the Virgin. We don't need to pry into the Master's past.

In fact, if you're on Doyle's side, you should have this kind of technology. Use it in self-defense, fight it. It definitely helps.

As such, ten days of training with the question suddenly swallowed up. The training, which suddenly began with the words, "Well, fine," came to an end, and I spent the night straight in the woods. So, I was woken up early in the morning, so I was wondering if you were willing to go back to the Mansion by the end of the day.

The Temple carriage and Serena, who were waiting for us to leave the Abyss Forest, will surely be sent somewhere to find out from the baggage handed over and the training content of the last ten days, but what the hell are we supposed to do?

Doyle's spirit has thus been forged into a remarkable development, while escaping some reality, giving thought to the future that will await us.

... The average person in front of you can't ride first. The temple carriage must have been prepared for Master Doyle, perhaps.

It's a conjecture, but I'm sure of it. I can't think of any other reason for Serena to act until she uses the Virgin's Herald.

I'm glad to think of when you refused to go to Doyle, who traveled to stop Maris and Zenos. That means you're likely in a less good situation. It's just over a month since I was mentored by my master, and I'm not going to waste any of my time so far, either, but I'm still short on strength to support Master Doyle. Whatever happened to my chest because I was so sore, I nodded at Doyle's words, "I'll call you if anything happens, so just stay under Meryl's guidance". We're more likely to be a foot wrapper now, and more importantly, I care that Master Doyle didn't order us to come.

I'm not going to disagree with my master's words any more than I am taught...

And apart from this, our husband is like Doyle.

"- Get on with it. Serena's waiting for you."

"" To? Hey. ""

I don't know what Master or Serena thinks about pushing confused Ljeci and Sana 'a into the carriage, but there's something we can't give away either. I open my mouth to spin the words to be conveyed as I lay on the ground the baggage handed to me in a dodgy noise.

"- Master, you have a lot to take care of, but our master is Master Doyle. I can't follow you or Serena's life without any explanation."

If it helps you in your training, you can go anywhere, and if there's a crisis looming in Doyle's body, whatever it is, it's there to rush, but you can't just move in a personal way.

If you say so yourself, Rieti and Sana, who were halfway into the carriage, also turn around and speak up. Apparently, they both agree with me.

"That's right!

"I don't like being a foot wrapper!

Pushing his hands and legs to refuse boarding. Softly his eyes narrowed to Ljeci and Sana, the master then turned his gaze to me.

"Really?"

If you look at the loser and the master as you squeeze your acupuncture in the pockets of the white coat, though you feel a frizzle and chills in the cold of your ear-beating voice and the sharpness of its eyesight, the tingling air will sting your skin and silence will fall between us. Goddamn breathtaking to a master who flies the same genuine killing spirit that Master Doyle and the brave men occasionally show, but you can't let it get out of your sight here.

That's how I often stare at my master.

The space that was surrounded by silence collapsed when soft voices melted the strained air could be heard from inside the carriage.

"-Meril. I'm glad Doyle's men were firmer than I thought, so that's how I'm not gonna try."

"Excuse me"

Simultaneously when the master bows his head lightly to Master Serena's words, the sense of urgency spreads. Even then, the slightly loose air flowed, but the time moved again when Rieti and Sana, who had refused to board, looked up and raised their voices.

"" Were you happy now!?

"That's right. I just want you to deliver a little this time, so I'm glad you're not so alert."

Responding with a soft grin to astonishment Ljeci and Sana, Master Serena calls to his master as he faces a little out of the carriage.

"Let's hurry, Meryl. Your father-in-law and Sebastian will suspect you if you come home too late."

Did the master, who was so called out, have any thoughts about the words, and when he honestly accepted Serena's suggestion, he smiled thinly at his mouth and turned to me.

- This guy, too, is important to you, Mr. Doyle.

Having put in sight the figure of a master whose joy seeps through as Serena said, I finally pulled out my shoulder strength there. It's called killing earlier, it's called testing people with strange faces, and our master is a hell of a woman.

"So is that. I see what you're saying, so just get in. I'll explain what you want me to do on the road."

Me, Ljeci and Sana, who looked at each other in the voice of a gentle and carefree master as if to push the toddler's back, take their hands off the acupuncture and carriage doors that were gripping with an indescribable grin. That's how we rebacked the baggage we were given, and we boarded the temple carriage, prompted by our master and Serena.

That's how I get rocked by the temple carriage often.

- I'd like you to deliver this to Doyle, who's in Fort Lace.

It was a crate with an unusual atmosphere that was handed to me by my master when he said so.

The intimidation emanating from a small box that is only enough to be on both hands is a substitute for instinctively complaining that what we have in our hands is awe-inspiring, coupled with the fact that it is sealed by Master Serena to open it again when it is appropriate. By the way, my master said, "I think it's better to stay in peace at the center of the road if you don't know it," so the three of us agree that we won't pursue it regarding the contents.

It is unclear how this crate will help Master Doyle. But if Serena says that the three of us have been entrusted with delivering the crate to Master Doyle, there is no reason to doubt the veracity of the word or refuse to live.

That's why me, Ljeci and Sana 'a came to the temple outside Majesta, where Serena and her master took her...

"... brother"

"What's here..."

"I know. Don't tell everyone."

At the deepest end of the temple, roughly the average man was led to a place where he would never set foot, and we were currently fearful of the transfer formation in front of us and the priests gathered to move it.

It was whispered by Makoshiya that the temple had a transfer team connecting each temple in case something happened, but apparently it was true. The destination of the formation in each temple is with the nearest temple, but they've already communicated to the planned relay site, so they can reach the Grand Temple of Agricult in a few hours from here. Convenient, but an important substitute if abused.

It's definitely a top secret among the many secret temples......

It is forbidden to produce any country in and of itself because transferring formations across borders only calls for inexplicable generations and speculation. If the information is to be raised that there is such a transfer formation, every country should be blood-eyed to make sure it is true and false before there is suspicion from another country. Rumors are silent, even when they stand, because once a disaster strikes, this is the temple that opens the gates and works for the ambulance. I remember learning in class that even when Agricult and Fortrace were damaged about twenty years ago by the birth of the Demon King, the surrounding temples, headed by the Great Temple, became shelters and distributed supplies.

I guess the use of this transfer formation to bring in manpower and supplies allows the temple to respond quickly in the event of a disaster. I have inadvertently found out, but this fact is undoubtedly a confidential matter that has been protected by the temple and kings of nations and limited human beings, and if I were to divulge it, I would certainly be erased.

A colder spine conveys to a more magnificent user than you can imagine. I am very concerned about the contents of the crate that must be delivered to Master Doyle so far, but as Master says, it is better for me not to know.

With the advice of my master, I turn my thoughts to the crate that served the subspace, while looking at Ljeci and Sana, I see two people with a hard look on their eyes. I know exactly what the two of you are trying to say about how you can't afford to shag all this time, but it's not fatalistic to say it in this place.

If you let me shake your head to the side instead of saying no extra things, I'll snort silently about whether Rieti and Sana also guessed. My master smiled at us like that. He didn't know that he was trying to narrow his eyes, but when all three of us reached out to the clergyman who seemed to have stopped by when he was ready, he heard the words as expected.

"Dear Serena, Ready."

"Okay. So, can we all get the three of you inside the transfer team?

"" "Yes!

I couldn't help but reply from nervousness, but Serena smiles softly at us like that.

"You don't have to be so nervous because the Temple's transfer team is safe, okay?

"Don't worry, if your body does, the clergy will do the healing magic."

To Serena's comforting words, which deviated slightly, our fears were in a different direction. After a beat, our cheeks pulled on the master, knowing that our fears were in a different direction, but after a beat, our shoulders lost strength in that attitude, which remained too unchanged.

As he predicted us, the master smiled gently at all times and gently pushed our backs to lead us into the transfer formation.

"- Half a serving, but the three of us will be fine if we make up for it. Take care and go."

"God bless you."

At some point Serena, who holds the wand when the Master, who has said another word, leaves the transfer formation, spins the blessing and a pale light wraps around our bodies. A warm sensation poured in, wondering if, and the light that was entangled disappeared to be sucked in.

Say hello to Doyle.

"Say hello to Master Doyle"

If I looked up in alarm at the broken response of the Virgin's protection, there were two grinning grins.

Well, you do......

They're worried about Doyle, too. Naturally because he is the one who has spent the same time watching over his sister like a real mother and a real child.

What did you two think when you found out Master Doyle wasn't here?

In what way did Serena ask God about the fate of my son?

How did the master feel about training us?

I grabbed my fist and corrected my posture to the two expressions who told me that I wanted to go if I was going to make it happen, and I responded to the masters as I bit the weight of what was entrusted to me with the crate.

"- I will be sure to tell Master Doyle"

"" Leave it to us!

The clergy will place a sign that they snorted at us when they were in a good mood. And.

"[Metastasis]"

The next moment one of the clergy spoke his skills as the transfer team, written at his feet by the sent magic, disappeared from the temple of Majesta.