Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

He quickly searched for fig seedlings that had grown near his mother's house and carefully removed them and transferred them into bowls to avoid damaging the roots using earthly magic.

"How about this?

"Mm-hmm. I think so."

Floria nodded as she asked. Just in case, would you like Harvesta to help protect the seedlings? Let's plant the harvester in a bowl together and try to keep it with us.

"Nice to meet you"

And, Floria smiles and strokes Harvesta's head. He seems to realize it has some effect on Harvester.

"Maybe you can communicate with Harvesta?

"I know joy and sorrow. I trust Theodore and the others."

Hmm. I can't communicate my intentions in words, but I know my emotions.

"Now let's finish the contract. My hand."

Claudia and Floria turn to each other as they pinch fig seedlings, holding each other's hands together.

"I have a contract with Lady Claudia, and I swear that as long as my bond with my landlord, Theodore, is alive, I will live and protect this seedling tree that grows in this house and in the labyrinth city"

"Then let me welcome it. Walk together and wish each other prosperity"

An exchange that sees through the contract with Tefra. A brilliant glow arises between the two connected hands, spreading to the nursery trees and the house.

"After that... if we carry the seedlings to Termwilds and plant them, we'll have a contract."

Claudia nods where the light subsides. The place to plant the seedlings would be good around the courtyard.

"When the seedlings grow, they'll be happy to make a room for you."

He wants the seedling side to be the same as his mother's house. Is it like an identity for Floria?

What happened when it happened? I can't do much bigger than plant it in the courtyard. Some hands are planted in ritual venues given that they are spirits, but it would still be the courtyard of the house if it meant that it was better to be busy.

"... I think I'll build a house for the carbuncles"

"Wouldn't that please those kids, too?

Claudia smiled brightly. Well, what kind of house did you make it?

... Well, since the seedlings grew, can we chase them?

After a relaxing vacation at her mother's house, the day came to leave Count Gartner's territory.

After I finished visiting the grave before I left, my fathers came to drop me off as I packed up on the Sirius and checked the doors of my mother's house to get ready to leave.

Malcolm's escort back to Marquis Broderick with us, of course, and in addition to Harold and Cynthia, Darryl and Kathleen came along to drop him off by the lake.

In the meantime, let's just say I introduce Floria to her father.

"This is Floria, the dry ad. Floria... do you know anything about your father?

"Mmm. Henry, right?

In Floria's reply, my father looked surprised, so I introduce him to the spirits who lived in his mother's house.

"... I see. I didn't know that. I'm Henry."

My father had introduced himself to Floria, although he had become as vague a look as he was convinced.

"Nice to meet you, Henry."

And, near where my father and Floria are greeting me, Kathleen is also talking to Malcolm.

"... Brother Malcolm has caused you a lot of inconvenience"

"Hmm. I've heard some stories from the Count... but if it changes, it's something that will change. You wouldn't have anything to say to me right now. I'm going to work hard for the Marquis too, so I guess that means you'll work hard too."

Kathleen bows her head deeply and utters words of apology. Malcolm, who saw it, had a surprised look on his face, but eventually smiled bitterly and returned such an answer.

"Yes, I will try my best"

To Malcolm's response, Kathleen also gives back a troubled grin and nods small.

Darryl... looked at the Sirius and Floria and had some distant eyes again, but eventually when he shook his clothes and regained his mind, he spoke to me.

"Bye, Theodore, be careful"

"Yeah. Daryl, too. I know it's hard to study to be a lord, but good luck with that."

Answering that, Darryl rounds his eyes a little.

"Hmm?"

"... No, that. I've heard a lot of stories since then, but I thought Theodore hated our people..."

Oh. Did you hear what I said then?

"I hate it. There's definitely someone who doesn't want to look at each other."

And answer honestly.

"I just... I'm not even going to blame them all. For example, it's not about the two grave guards, and it's not about what kind of lord Daryl would be, is it?

"Yeah, I guess."

"Oh. Besides, I don't even want to let anyone else get in on my mother, me and Grace and let the outfield appreciate it on its own."

My mother didn't complain to anyone. Because I knew there was nothing the inhabitants could do. Because I knew I was the best at trying to protect my family and neighbors, and I had shown my understanding of that weakness. So I won't say anything, either, and I won't do anything. Because I want to respect my mother's will.

"... that's hard"

"Well, in my situation, I know you're too scared to look at me."

Is there a place where time has passed for the other side to bow its head and on the contrary I have too much power and position?

Even if they apologize because they're in a stronger position, I don't want to hear it if it's just in that shape. If it comes down to going over there and not being forgiven, you might be punished.

If that's the case... that's still not what you're gonna say to me.

"If they want to apologize, they want you to tell your mother, not me. I didn't have anything to do with that."

When I say that, Old Siegmund meditates as well. I also talk to the Siegmund elders. I just made Darryl ask me how I feel too... Old Siegmund and Valentina listened quietly and told me they figured it out at the end.

"Nothing could be done, including Non... we're all the same. If Theodore doesn't dare say anything, he thinks so too, trying to take care of Theodore and Patricia's feelings."

To Siegmund's old words, snort.

"That's why. Darryl doesn't have to rub his mind about me because he's my next lord."

With that said, Darryl smiled bitterly after turning his eyes a little again.

"...... hmm. No, I can't. I don't know if I can do anything about it, but it doesn't work. By the way, you're inspiring me the other way."

"No, I'll take your feelings, and I'm glad. Besides, Daryl, you're studying a lot with your dad, right?

"Yeah. That's what I'm doing"

When I asked, Daryl looked straight at me and nodded. That's a serious look. There's a glimpse of Daryl around here.

"Then that's fine. I'm rooting for you, and it doesn't matter what you think of the others there."

Answering that, Daryl looked up and grinned and nodded bitterly.

"Oh, I'll do my best, too. Uncle, I'm telling you, my mother will do her best. I can't lose."

"Mmm. Right."

Shake hands with Daryl. Huh, gaze at everyone when you turn your face. Grace nods quietly and Ashley puts her hands on her chest and closes her eyes.

Not just the two of us, Mallane, Claudia and Rosemary, were all watching the story change, but they seemed relieved when they laughed. I nod back to everyone, too, followed by greetings from both of the grave guards.

"Dear Theodore, be careful"

"Yeah. You two. Oh, I'll introduce you. Floria, of the Spirit who lived in her mother's house."

Keep Floria engaged with the two of you.

"Harold and Cynthia. Always, thank you for cleaning up around me"

"Yes, sir"

The two seemed a little nervous about their first meeting with Floria, but their ease or smile also made them less alert.

When Harold puts out his hand to ask for a handshake, Floria takes that hand with a wooden arm. Then I shook Cynthia's hand.

"Because I can draw into the conjuncture, too. If there's anything dangerous going on in the woods, come and get me."

"Okay."

Yeah. That's a lot of relief about the two of us.

"Okay, Dad."

"Uhm...... Theo, be careful on the road. Next thing you know, I might be going to Termwilds."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you then"

Even my father, who was greeting old Siegmund, exchanges words.

Is Dad going to Termwilds next? Given that autumn, my father will be able to run errands for Termwilds as well.

"So are you ready?

"This one's fine."

"Likewise"

"Nice to meet you, Ambassador."

Confirmation of the beginning and end of the fire at the door of Mother's house. Cleaning around the water. After completing the various checks, such as the face-to-face call to board the Sirius and the loaded luggage, we arrived in the cockpit and took a final check on everyone, and everyone responded from all over the bridge. Mallane also snorts when she meets her gaze.

Then - let's say we leave for Marquis Broderick territory. Moving the ship slowly up the Sirius as he is dropped off by his father, Kathleen, and Darryl on the crystal plate.

"Lisa's house... so good to be here"

"Yeah. That was nice."

Princess Stephania and Princess Adriana tell her to look at the view of the crystal board and whine. Grace smiled and carried the tea to the two who were so remnants.

"Let's come back. I like this place, too."

"It's a beautiful place to be whenever you come."

To Rosemary's words, Ashley hammers.

"Mushroom juice was delicious too"

"Well...... winter next"

I snort bitterly at Sheila's words. Sheila's always the same, but I know that's something you care about, too.

The Sirius proceeds as the calmly laughing Illumhilt plays the lute. As it happens, the blue by the lake and her mother's house and cemetery are gradually kept away and smaller.

Eventually, it was also lost in the autumn forest, and no longer appeared to be buried in red leaves.