Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Both my elders and elders narrow their eyes to the sweet and gentle fragrance that spread all at once despite being in a dry state. So many flowers offered by Astra had a pleasant scent.

But the moment I put that flower in my sight, the chief and elder frown down.

"Unfortunately, now..."

Astra's face distorts to the conclusion spun by the chief to squeeze it out.

In the white cloth he spread on both hands is a pile of blue petals.

I guess I've carried it dearly. A petal as brittle as a thumb keeps its shape, and you can see some tightly closed little buds in it. It was difficult to imagine what form of flower there was without leaves or stems in the pile of petals because I thought I had collected what was used for populi or decoration, not as a herb.

"No - how is that impossible?

Chiefs and elders shake their heads quietly to Astra, who exhorts them to plead.

"Indeed, we have the skills to give life to dead plants. But just petals and buds... unfortunately, I can't do anything about it"

"You just have to have a round. Is there anything that the flower keeps its original shape and still has stems and leaves?

To the two words, now Astra shook her head powerless.

"............ no. Everything that's left in its shape with petals is here."

"I want to help you... but we can't bring this back to life."

Astra loses her words and collapses to an elder who told her it was clearly impossible while showing her spicy face.

The appearance of the sheikhs, elders, and astra who silence themselves in a painful manner is painful. You felt sorry for them like that. Lord Pinez and Lord Velco opened their mouths.

"Do you know the name of the flower? It is likely that there are other products that have been processed, although it is apparent from the Handel."

"If it's anywhere in the human world, we might be able to find it."

Behind the two inquiring, Seniors Leo is spreading the load to see if they have similar flowers, and a few elves run to the building to see if they even went to the reservoir.

You noticed such surroundings, Astra raised her face to excite herself when she bit her lips off.

"- Cielo, it's a flower named. Fresh flowers were also known as' Heavenly Flowers' in bright blue as if they had cut out the blue sky, does anyone remember them?"

- Heavenly flowers?

I blink at the familiar name.

The flowers, I guess.

While I was thinking that, Lord Pinez responded to Astra with a seeping voice of sorrow.

"That flower is no longer in the world"

"Not in this world?

"The flowers of Cielo are very rare even in the land of man and were only confirmed in Fatalia, which perished in the war that took place about fifty years ago"

I ask Astra back if she doesn't want to believe me, and I explore my nostalgia as I hear Lord Pinez tell her to say so. Then he pulled the signs that touched his fingers out of his nose about half the time, comparing the pressed flowers affixed to the petals in Astra's hand.

The shade or petal preserved in the pot with the grandmother's diary retains a bright blue, one leaf at a time remaining in the thin stem stretching from the two wheels of flowers that would have been embossed while still in their picked shape. When sending the diary to my parents, the flowers decorating the signs removed instead of amulets were in the same shape as the petals that Astra held dear.

Lady Amelia...

Now I think of the widow.

And I gave her this flower, about His Majesty Rowell and a knight named Silt.

Thanks to you, this battle will end without bleeding.

"Doomed? So..."

"The land where Fatalia and the surrounding countries were located is the most war-torn and still grassless. Even looking for flowers, etc. -" No. "

If you block the words of Lord Pinez, who tried to shake his head at Astra asking with a trembling voice, everyone's gaze will gather at me.

"Dear Doyle,"

"I don't think even the next Duke of Aginis will get it. After the war Fatalia is resented as a war criminal, and anything that reminds him of his country is burned. There's not even a handel left."

"- No. Here's what your wife left me."

Everyone's face will be stunned if you give them the signs they pulled out of their nostalgia while shaking their heads at Lord Velco and Lord Pinez, who turn bitterly. In the meantime, an elder raised his voice with his eyes open, comparing firmly the embossed flower affixed to the sign and the petal in Astra's hand.

"Same flower petal flower. It stays clean too - this will do fine. These flowers will bloom in the world again!

Everyone is surprised and breathtaking by the words.

Astra, staring at the embossed flower in such incredible ways, shifts her gaze to me but makes her lips fight.

The golden eyes that reflected me were filled with tears, and they were about to fall apart.

"This Cielo flower was given to me by His Majesty Rowell and His Right Arm, who met him there when his wife was a little child, visiting Father, the then Duke of Aginis, and the famous Lord Silt"

I didn't even know Fatalia was doomed. I wouldn't convey this thought of putting it up in the elves with no interaction with Astra or Majesta, but I still wanted you to listen.

A miracle called fate is here now.

"You two were kind enough to send flowers to a nervous girl, and your mother admired them very much."

If I told him that while I felt sorry for him that I didn't have time to explain from scratch, the neighborhood would have quieted down at some point.

"- Ha ha. Is that what you're saying?"

There was not a single person laughing at Zion, who shook his voice, whether he was swallowed by the atmosphere of me or the humans.

Who would have imagined that the flowers that King Lowell once gave to one girl, who caused the war and wrapped many nations in war, would now inspire her to stop the war, etc., in her lifetime?

After a long time, the thoughts of a woman who wished for peace, of the future that Her Majesty the original Lowell was aiming for, and of a knight by the name of Silt who would have martyred for her friends and country, are now trying to protect us. If anyone who knows the history and mother-in-law that Fatalia traced to such a reality, everyone will feel a strange fate for this patrol.

Like me now.

"Without a doubt this was' Heavenly Flowers' blooming in the Royal Castle of Fatalia. Me - No, the Duke Aginis family will vouch for it. Will you stop dragon country in exchange for this? Astra."

"Oh! Be sure!

If you reach out to Astra with your hard feelings for the brush tongue, you will be held back vigorously by both reliable replies.

Something is connected from the past.

I let Astra stand up feeling that way, and I turn to the Chiefs and hand them the pressed flowers.

"Regards"

"Oh. Indeed."

I look up to heaven as the faces of Ries and the elders crumble on the chiefs who smiled for the first time since we met while receiving the embossed flowers.

"Lafar. Albione"

"What?

"You help the elves anyway, don't you?

"Oh."

If you turn your eyes to the spirits who were watching a series of streams overhead, Albione flutters down laughing bitterly with a raffle of laughter. Albione threw a suggestion at me with the elves peeling off the signs carefully to bring the embossed flowers back to life.

"Hey, Master."

"Hmm?"

"Why don't you call Tierra? With her and me, you'll grow up in no time. '

I see. Indeed. With the help of earth spirits and water spirits, plants will grow healthy.

"Well, that's true."

"Right?"

Thanks to Albione for responding so well, I cum and pull her attention on the connection to Tierra, who is at Epis School in a distant place.

"Can you give me a little help? Thierra."

If you call it that with magic flowing through the connection, which is a testament to the covenant, something like Tierra's gentle voice or thought echoes in your brain as a sign of acceptance.

- I'll be right there.

How will she react if she finds out about this patrol that she was close to her grandmother? Attract the connection so that Tierra can come easily while thinking about it.

But if you lean your neck uncomfortably because of the discomfort you felt, Astra asks me like that.

"What's up, Doyle?

"No, I'm calling the earth spirits to help me grow flowers..."

Something heavy.

If you add even more magic to the resistance you never felt when calling Rafael or Albione, thinking it was because you are a spirit of attributes with low aptitude, you step on the sense of liberation and recoil that something jammed away at once. If you manage to fall and raise your face as to what the hell is wrong with you, black and red dancing out of the sky.

- What?

The toddler girl who is with Tierra and Sile, who seems happy to be reunited for a long time, blinks her eyes at Fia. Even if Rafael and Albione raise their voices on my side, the expression is somewhere soft.

'Oh?'

'You followed me because you couldn't wait. Well, I felt like this would happen someday.'

A disturbing atmosphere If you rush to take Fia, who jumped in before listening back to Albione's dialogue, Couscous and the laughter of the girl who seems to have fun strike your ear. The bright red eyes that looked up at me were filled with prank colors, and she seemed in a good mood.

Nevertheless, what the hell is she doing here?

"Fia. Why are you here?

She proclaimed it extremely enjoyable to ask what she had done first, as various questions arose about whether it was okay to leave the Majesta, such as whether or not Master Celery had often forgiven her, or whether the power of Fia should have also been used in the school and the kingdom protecting the Royal Castle.

"To celebrate"

............... of what?

The fuzzy, red hair swayed when I didn't understand Fia's answer, which was too terminal, and then the soft, warm feeling I felt on my cheeks.

"A Celebration of Becoming a Brave Man. I'm not very compatible with Doyle, but he's special. You can call me Fiamma, just like Celery. '

That's what Fia told me, solidified by the lip sound she heard chuckling. When she gave a satisfying grin, she comes down from her arm, teetering over to Rafael and Albione, and starts saying goodbye even though she's just here.

"Are you leaving already?

"Are you going to run away?

'Yeah. Because Doyle is mute about each other's interests, even though it depends on how we feel about protection. You have to see the world and go home. "

I can't handle unexpected developments. I think they're gonna say terrible things in the corner of my head. No, Fia says so and takes what seems to be a connection to Master Celery.

'Yes. Be careful. Say hello to all of you. "

"Yeah. - See you later, Doyle."

And when I shook my head vertically at Tierra's words, he waved at me like a last minute and disappeared.

Apparently, he returned to Master Celery.

........................... you're too free.

I mean, what are you really doing here?

Such doubts, as they flashed into the fia that had left like a storm, would be resolved by the literature that had passed behind the brain.

"The protection of the Spirit presiding over the four attributes (fire, water, wind and earth) has been aligned, and the skills [blessing of the Spirit] have been liberated. In the future, the magical suitability and basic status of the four attributes will be enhanced. '

I collapse unexpectedly into something like the game I haven't seen in a long time. At the same time I felt connected with the Fir, which lasted as far away as the land if I turned to my inner consciousness, and I wondered what the Spirits meant by the conversation.

Is the unilaterally granted protection the state of the provisional contract, and the connection is thin?

But indeed, the laughter of the young girl reached the back of her brain.

"... Fiamma"

If you grumble, your connection with her will turn into something stronger. Apparently, Fiamma is serious about offering me protection free of charge. It is a general behavior that has no further fitness for the attributes of fire against me.

Considering we're going to confront Eratoma and Maris, that would be a big help......

I feel scared when I go back to the Majesta and face to face again. But now I'm going to not think deeply about it. Mr. Celery's reaction is horrible in many ways. Yeah.

If I stood up softly with a lid on the future of research objects that came to my mind, the elders and elders would be looking at me dazzled.

"It's like the first brave man to be inherited."

"Congratulations on receiving so much protection from the Spirit in a person."

"... thank you?

Although I wasn't sure if it was just a thought or a compliment. Apparently they were complimented because their expressions were soft once I thanked them. On the Chiefs' side, Ries is also clapping his hands, something of a blessing mood.

Nevertheless, there is something else that needs to be done now.

When we see the flowers come back to life, we must send Lord Pinez and Lord Velco to Handel and hurry to the mountains where the armies of Fortrais and the armies of the land of dragons collide.

"Is Cielo flower likely to be restored?

"Hmm? Oh. That's right. [Regression to Green]"

That's how when the chief names his skills, he dries, and the flowers that didn't rely on him as thin as paper swell as he tried to bring water, and the petals open wide. Many white roots grow from the tip of the stretched stem.

The flower, formerly called 'Heavenly Flowers', emitting a sweet and gentle fragrance, was in the sun with a powerful spread of bright blue flowers like the first cut of the mid-summer sky in roughly fifty years.

- Beautiful flowers.

Lord Pinez opens his mouth softly to Astra's unexpected words.

"In the blue sky that spreads over your head, the blue sea that goes everywhere in front of you, and the blue heavenly flowers that cover the earth. Fatalia was a beautiful country."

"I'd love to see that."

"Oh. I sincerely think I wanted to go once too."

- Me too, I wanted to see that sight Grandma Amelia saw.

I turn to Tierra, who had been briefed by Rafael and Albione, as I agree with them in my heart to surround and smudge the heavenly flowers.

"With Albione and Lafar, can you help me increase this flower that Grandma Amelia left me?

"Of course. Amelia is happy that what she leaves behind helps Doyle in this way."

The moment Thierra smiles as her amber eyes narrow, Sir and the wind blow, and the scent of sweet and gentle Sierra flowers spreads around.

――――

There is no cloud in heaven that I have looked upon to be invited to something.

In a sky colored with blue, I felt like I saw a young Amelia lady flipping her blonde hair and the young kings.