Apprentice Alchemist Bakes Bread - Relaxed Collection and Forest Workshop Life

I didn't even think about that time when I acted like soup in the labyrinth, and even then I couldn't turn down the demands of this guy... Ah.

Could it have been then that the sweet scent made me weirdly boring...... was no way [charming] effect......!?

No way. At the same time, all I can think of is exploring my memory.

I was unconsciously touching the back of my ear with my fingers. That's where this man touched and little pain ran.

"Iris. You know that because you're smart, right? I don't like burning cities like this, either, do I? With such abominable force...... right!

Don! and the firepillars went up everywhere. It wasn't just the square, it crossed the water boundary of Corne, and the boulevards and markets saw flames as well.

"Customer - Eh!"

Ignis trembles full and dampens the flames nearby wielding the red sparkling magic. And in the distance, you can also see blisters that look like Cornu's.

But not all the flames have gone out, and people are hearing screams from all over the city, including those who were gathered outside the contiguity. Led by Mr. Lamberto, the knights are raising their voices for rescue and evacuation guidance, but the noise is unlikely to heal in an unexplained situation.

"I knew humans were loud... - Sleep"

As soon as the man made it a "phrase," the magic came under dodgy pressure, and the people outside the square, who were supposed to have been protected by the junction, collapsed in a bummer.

"Guys...... Slept......!? Ah!"

Gakun, and the weight added to my shoulder. Mr. Letterio, who was carrying me in, was bringing it to his shoulder.

"Mr. Letterio!

"Huh...! Wind (Wentus), purify...!

The breeze wraps me and Mr. Letterio, but to purify [hypnosis] and [charm] with the wind, we need enough magic to breeze, as well as auxiliary materials and poison removal potions.

"It's impotent, Mr. Letterio!

"Ku......"

Mr. Letterio, who resists the art of man's sleep and exercises even more sorcery, is distorting his face in a rugged manner.

Of course not! Using unscrupulous witchcraft in this state is tantamount to suicide......!

I explore my hip pouch to see if I can use anything, but it only contains recovery potions, scraps demon stones, honey dies, and such usual preparations. Both the picking knife and cane are utterly helpless in front of a man with rosy hair laughing at Nico in front of him.

"Iris."

"... what do you want? What's the point?

If you look around you sideways, both Carla and Lulusu-kun, who should have been protected by Ignis' demon stone, have collapsed to the ground even if they haven't slept. Ignis, who was fine until just now, is also lying around saying if he's used too much magic or because of the man's technique, he's coming.

I've never seen Ignis like this before. Stay so tight...... I need to help you soon, I need to give you a hug soon......!

"Purpose? I told you, I came to pick you up, didn't I? The purpose is for you to be mine. If you take this hand very seriously, this city will help. I won't burn you anymore and I'll wake people up. But if you refuse... you'll see."

The man kicks back Mr. Letterio, who was trying to cover me, and offers me that white hand.

"Mr. Letterio!

"It's okay. Because knights are pretty sturdy. Come on, come on?

To that voice, which was violent but serene, I stumbled upon the man, but my spine was frightened by the quiet city and the man who smiled.

Yes, Venetos, the largest city in the West, is silenced by just one man. I'm no match for an apprentice alchemist. If it was at least one serving. Would you have managed if you had as much power as the teachers or the heads who had gone home?

I don't want to take these hands.

But then what am I supposed to do?

"Iris... no"

"Damn... Damn!"

The man is at a distance where I can grab my hand and still wait to let myself take it.

"Mr. Letterio, Ignis......"

- It's like that 'half book' that was in the attic.

If you take my hand, I'm sure I'll be [enchanted] by a man like 'The Lord's Daughter' and serve next door. If you refuse the other way around, the city may be burned and everyone may remain asleep. There is no guarantee of life.

I wonder how I am powerless like a princess two hundred years ago.

How come you don't have the power to fight on a dragon, poking at this man's demands and tricks!?

"Hmmm...... right. You still can't be honest, can you? Then I'll give you some time."

The man grabbed my head with the hand he was offering and held me in a gooey way. And the neck muscle - precisely mouthed behind the ear.

"Huh... Ouch!

I thought you were bitten, but no, it's that wound that's hurting. Hot. Hot, hot! This is magic......!?

"Hey, what... WHAT!?

"Shh, I'm almost there"

Peroli licked him to make sure of the wound and his lips touched the wound again.

Instead of heat, carelessness begins to erode carefully, and my head blurs and summers. And I collapsed on the spot.

"Iris......!

"Mmm! Iris ~!?"

In a blurred vision, a man was smiling closer to Mr. Letterio, who was falling.

"Truth is, I also thought I'd 'fascinate' you right in front of me, but I gave Iris time to think. I'm a sweet spirit."

"Duh... here it is...!

Time to think......? What the hell are you thinking with this blurry, non-working head...?

I gradually, gradually, fall asleep.

"Eye... squirrel! Come on, no..."

Ignis is crying?

It's okay, I'm alive and probably not going anywhere, I just sleep...... I think. I'd say so, but I don't get the word out. I'm just saying it in my mind that I'm being eroded by sleep.

I think I saw a red light behind my eyelid that was going to close already. That beautiful, warm color is the magic of Ignis. What... the flames that cover Ignis take on strange shapes?

"Wow, Ignis! Wow, wow! It's a little flame, but it's a dragon!

"Mm-hmm...! That's it... I'm not answering..."

"Ahaha! But you're still a chick. Good night, Ignis."

Only a man's pleasant voice is heard. Has Ignis been put to sleep, too? Besides, maybe the magic has also expired. Ignis was using too much magic today.

But he's a spirit, so I think he'll take in the magic vegetables and get better after a while...

Yes. This man - the Spirit of the Moon. Even he must have used a lot of power. That's not so strange to have out of magic.

I squeezed my last force and opened my heavy, heavy eyelids.

Then the brilliant rosy hair of the man who was there faded thinly - no. Is the red color coming out of your hair tip?

"Of silver... hair. I knew it was you..."

Beneath Mr. Dirty Letterio, a silver watch that was dyeing bright red made a charming noise.

"Oh! Is the abominable red finally coming out - hoo. You took care of me, labyrinth keeper. I'm Spirit of the Moon, Kupido."

- Kupido? That's the name of this, innocent and arrogant spirit...

"Iris. I'll pick you up when the full moon rises directly above you. My bride with silver hair..."