Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

I told him I wanted him to get up, but the residents couldn't move.

Tell him I want him to get up again, take his hand and support his body. So Hadley finally woke up physically as he curled.

"Sorry......"

"No. Please tell your mother that word tomorrow. I'm done."

"Yes, be sure..."

Shake his head to the side and answer, Hadley leans down.

"You'll be physically handicapped if your clothes stay wet. I'll use a little magic."

It was shaped like kneeling on a snow. It would be good for an elderly Hadley. Put in a no and then use water magic to dry your clothes and fire magic enchants to keep your body temperature from dropping.

"... this is"

Hadley and the others opened their eyes to their own changes.

I heard you had magical talent.

That's what Hadley says and closes his eyes.

From the people, I guess that would be a way of receiving the magical gift that Mother gave way to.

They say there's a shadow of my mother, but if I try that on the residents, I'll remember, so maybe it was hard to watch.

Since that incident, I guess that's what the response was to keep your distance so you don't have to deal with it as much as possible.

The inhabitants with a surprised look eventually rise up with one or two.

"We'll have Hadley and the others stay at the Count's. It's this cold. Why don't you get sick?"

Dad opens his mouth where the story ends.

"Okay."

"Carter and the others will pick you up later. Explain the circumstances such as running away from home here."

Drop the tone of your voice a little, says your father. Hmm...... Right.

We're going to be at Dad's later, and we're going to be face-to-face with the residents. By then, it would be good in the form of having parents and children talk about it.

I'll tell Carter and the others what I promised.

There will be parts of us who can think a lot about it and spend a little time before we talk about it, but we can talk calmly to each other.

Looks like Daryl decided to stay home because Carter and the others are still here.

The fathers drove back to Count's territory in a carriage. After dropping it off, in the living room of my mother's house, I hear the upside of the conversation with Hadley and the others earlier.

Carter and the others were quietly listening to my words.

"- Me and Grace, we did get an apology. I also promised to go with my mother before her grave tomorrow. So... I hope Carter and the others don't say this too strongly."

I know there will be fear in my actions, but there is also a desire to protect my family.

And because I could see regret in the way I lived from that day on, I decided to believe their words.

Well, that's the hard part when people ask me if I can laugh at each other right away, but I also wonder if I'll have to use my time to solve that.

I guess thinking about family means the kids do, too.

I guess it was because I was worried about my living parents with regret, and because I was in the act of running away from home and going to see me.

Though the story of me and the people came with me, I don't want it to cause me to become obsessed again.

Talk about what I thought when I met them today.

"Okay. Um... I need a favor."

When it was over, Carter looked up and nodded with a serious look and asked me.

"Hmm?"

"Can we... go with you to Lisa's grave?

"Oh. I think my mother would love that."

We're not talking about being a party or anything. When I answered that, the kids were looking at each other and smiling at each other.

When I look softly at Grace, she smiles back, too.

"Do the Carters know about their mother?

"When I was quite small, I had a cold cured once...... You seem so sweet..."

"Me, too."

Including Carter, they have about three facials. By the time you're old enough to be heartfelt or not, or something like that?

All three are for the same reason, or maybe there was a year when the cold was endemic in the territory.

"At that time, my father and my mother were relieved by this, I can't believe it. I was laughing with pleasure..."

That said, Carter gives a look like he sees somewhere far away, glancing at the tea water poured into the teacup.

"about this one... I hope that kind of thing comes back"

To my words, Carter looked up and nodded slightly as if it smelled.

Parent-child relationships seem to get better gradually when it comes to seeing how children react and think.

"If you have any problems, I'll talk to you, and if there's anything I can do, I can help. I'm a descendant, too. If it's true, Carter and the others didn't even want to hear it."

And Daryl said.

As a result, Darryl feels responsible for what the children have learned.

But Daryl's words seemed comforting to the kids.

Isn't it just time that melts the obsession? So is Darryl, but I think my father would be careful to head in the right direction.

"No, thank you to Darryl. If it weren't for that story, I wouldn't have known what was going on."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Yes."

The children laughed small and nodded, and Darryl returned a slightly less confident but haunted grin.

Talking about that, a carriage and escort soldiers came to pick up the children.

Then we'll go back.

That's what I said. When Daryl gets up, the kids go on later.

"Yeah. See you later"

Daryl and the children took a carriage back to Count Territory. Drop off the carriage leaving in the snow scenery and head back inside the house.

"Mm-hmm. It's been a lot of trouble"

And when I came back to the door, Sheila gently paid for the snow on my hair and clothes with a cloth.

"Thanks. Me too... my shoulders are pretty tight. It's not like I'm gonna solve it if I swing my wand around."

When you joke and flatter your shoulders like that, everyone laughs small. Would the air have softened somewhat?

"Hey, Theodore, look, look!

and dance out as Serafina twirls around on the table in response to me trying to change the air.

and danced as the spoons and forks stood up to match the serafina, forming rows and twirling around on the table. Ring the trick and the table to get the rhythm.

"Oh. That's funny, like this"

Serafina smiled happily when I saw it. I've been thinking about using illusion in the theater.

As for performances, there may be something like this. Do you have the impression that things that are never magnificent but close to you will be communal and proportionally fun to dance with?

"Dancing comes with music."

That being said, while Illumhilt is calm enough to match Serafina's dance with a lute, he puts out a song that sounds like fun somewhere. Enjoy a relaxing look around the table at the Serafina dance and Illumhilt songs.

Marion also sang out in it, and Mallane showed me the fruits of the whistle she had been practicing for a long time. It doesn't mean it's technically prominent, but it's polite to play and comfortable to listen to.

The demons also gently move their necks to match the music, which is a soothing sight. Take a sip of tea when you see it and breathe heavily. Let me spend it this way until it's time to go to the Count's house. I'm not doing anything anymore today.

There was all sorts of unexpected disturbances when I came back to my mother's grave... but I feel like I might have managed to settle down somewhere to settle down.

The residents also come to the grave, so it's not always the same... but somehow, I feel lighter.

Was it good to have answers to the inhabitants? Asking yourself has no answer.

I don't think it's a matter of that nature to be right or not right in the first place...... I guess it's all about the results that you have a peaceful time with everyone and laugh at each other like this.