Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

Cordelia then made several face-to-face preparations with Vernault.

What I found out there was surprisingly cynical. As a cordelier, I was going to pack the contents after making a thorough presentation, but Vernault makes more and more cutting-edge remarks such as, "How do I determine the criteria for purchasing a book?" or, "Will the teller book also be conducted by external audit?" So for the first time, there were a few things I didn't have an answer for, and I felt a little defeated.

I know a hundred people are not fighting. However, I do not intend to delay Vernault until now, although I do not intend to call you sister...

"Can you lose?"

Words uttered by one person in his own room are probably the roughest way he has uttered them in this world. But since it is a place where no one has heard, I ask them to forgive me. Whatever it is, I'm sorry to be called a nigga with a good face.

However, I think I was able to work out enough plans for collecting books and how to operate them. It may have been a little too temperamental and too powerful a letter, but it is also a matter of respect. It's concentrated, but it's a dead letter, and it's not consciously controlled.

And Cordelia looked up to heaven with a break. And meditate on your eyes. Then it's Toto or Lana's smile that comes to mind.

"Shall I step on one more?"

Cordelia corrected her posture with the solitaire that came out.

Of course, some things are like a rival awareness of Vernault, but Vernault is not the only rival. Jill also said he would think about something. "Then so am I."

But even so, time is finite. Ready for classes to check your own learning, greenhouse, confirm deals, report from Ronnie, plus face to face witch in between to listen and borrow books… every day in Cordelia is eye-catching.

When I thought you were a little sleepy, Emina laughed at me when I crippled you.

"Ma'am, you kept it late yesterday, didn't you?

"... Could the lights have leaked?

"No, there's a neighborhood under your eyes."

Cordelia unexpectedly drew a mirror close by to the point. Sure, it's nagging, but I feel a shadow falling on my skin.

"Why don't you take a little nap? It's hard to think of a good idea if you're too uptight."

I got a little lost, but Cordelia decided to follow that suggestion honestly.

I'm not sleepy enough to fall asleep by accident, but it's important that the neighborhood is made. The skin is just white and extra noticeable. There are ways to hide it with makeup, but I want to keep it as a last resort. Because makeup is armed, it doesn't make you feel better.

(... and it's not)

Where my thoughts are about to slip away, Emina tells me again, "Lady, please take a break".

"... right. We'll do that if we just go a little further."

But did they even think that "a little more" wouldn't be trustworthy?

Emina quickly brewed chamomile hot milk tea. To a sweet and warm drink, Cordelia's drowsiness expanded its power at once. And I gave up and decided to pinch the break.

It didn't take that long to fall asleep when I lay down. But I accidentally came up with a good idea in my dream, but when I woke up, I forgot and dropped my shoulder a little. And Cordelia was determined. I thought I'd make at least as many proposals as I could convince myself to sleep as well as I could.

Then a few more days later, Cordelia turned to Witch, Ronnie and Oulu.

Today's students are five and toto.

Toto will soon fall asleep, as usual, but he still somehow remembers what's bothering him about the part. Cordelia handmade lecture materials for classes are also a bit difficult for Toto to read, but he seemed to enjoy surrounding himself with a pen for as many words as he liked.

"Then today is the last day to go on, and we'll talk about the early days of the kingdom. And then I want to touch on the costumes at the time and what they mean. Then around this time, it was particularly popular to put a flashy sculpture in the sheath, but the pattern of that time will still be engraved on the amulet, so will the story..."

Yes, it was not long after Cordelia started classes.

The next moment I thought the door to the room opened up in momentum, one child broke into the room with a good momentum of footsteps.

When Cordelia looked at you in amazement at the sound of too much, Mick stood right next to Toto. I could see the frustration from the look on his face.

"Mick, did you come to ask me too?

Cordelia asked, just in case, though she didn't think so as far as complexion was concerned. I chose that word to ask what you came to do would be like selling a fight, but either way, they weren't words that made a lot of sense to Mick. Mick laughed with his nose at the evidence.

"What do I get from listening to you? You mean it's gonna be money?

That said, Mick reached as he was and took the material Toto had.

"You can't really read Toto like this, can you?

"Toto's! Give it back!"

"You don't need it!

"I'm here!

Toto waves his fist down toward Mick, but he doesn't have any pain in Mick because of his physique differences.

"What, you want to even hit me on the shoulder?

I just stir up more toto while I'm so good at it.

Cordelia approached those two slowly.

"Toto, no. Violence is not good."

Cordelia stopped Toto first. And I offered my hand to Mick.

"That belongs to Toto. I'll give you something new if you want to take the course. So give it back."

Cordelia tried to calmly tell Mick without including anger in her voice.

I'm not saying Mick isn't bad. They took what was in people's possession. But I came all the way to the back room, and I don't even think he has any purpose.

But Mick tongued at Cordelia's response.

"Damn it. It's rubbish. Rubbish. I don't need it."

"Well, you don't need that either, do you? Why are you holding it?

That's how Cordelia stared at Mick.

Then Mick showed his teeth eating up too much. He then gradually dyed his face red, then shouted loudly.

"You're annoying me!

"What is it"

"Ugh, if you're going to play, just get out of here!

When Mick said so, he stuck Regume in front of his body and tore it up and down in momentum. Throw two more sheets of paper into the universe. The paper fell to the scene. At the same time, he cried out like Toto had cut a weir.

"... Mick. Apologize to Toto first"

"Why me?"

"I know you don't like me, and I don't mind if they say my actions are self-satisfying. But I don't think we should even deny them."

Such cordelias looked at Toto and then looked inside the classroom. And then I turn to Mick again. The air in the room would be passing on to Mick as well.

"... so annoying!

"Mick!!"

Mick jumped out of the room making a bang and loud door noise. The children in the ensuing room also looked surprised, but they immediately looked at the rushed mick and raised their voices.

"Mick, where are you going?!

"Doctor, I'm coming after you too!

And both things followed Mick and jumped out of the hospital.

Cordelia was blinded by it, which delayed her reaction and judgment for a moment. Then the dean pulled over to Cordelia's side and placed his hand gently on its shoulder.

"You're surprised, aren't you? I'm sorry. It's a long story, but I heard you."

"Um, I'm gonna stop..."

"I'm safe in the village if you pop out of here, but if you go into the woods,

I'm worried, I'll take a look. Because even though Mick can't, he sometimes goes in and doesn't come home hungry. "

With that said, the Dean spoke to the witch who was outside.

"Mr. Green, I'm begging you here. I'll go after him."

"Yeah. Careful."

I guess it's true that it happened several times.

The witch also responds without particular surprise to the words of the Dean: "Go quickly for him". But the cause of the jump is also in Cordelia. So as a cordelia, I'm also anxious to see if that's really good.

But the witch smiled at Cordelia after she dropped the dean off.

"It's okay, Dili. It's dangerous to go deep into the woods... but, as the Dean said, Mick often goes in and out of the woods."

But still, Cordelia couldn't honestly snort.

When the witch saw such a cordelia, she softly slapped her ear when she stopped by the cordelia.

"You may be worried, but when you make a scene, some kids get anxious. Besides, the dean knows that girl very well. It's okay."

When the witch said so, she placed her hands on both shoulders of Cordelia and inverted Cordelia's orientation.

"It's okay, Dili. Mick knows the woods best. Good luck with your class."

But still, Cordelia had a bad feeling about something.

So I just looked back at my neck and saw Ronnie. But Ronnie must have understood Cordelia's obsession. I shook my head to the side.

I want to go to the mountains, but I can't.

Cordelia also seemed to move her mouth without saying so.

If you are indeed here as a lady's escort, that is the best thing. Ronnie won't be able to move even on Cordelia's instructions if it goes against it than it is the most important task.

I wish I ended up worried.

With that in mind, Cordelia went back to the back room again.

The children said, "Mick, did you go to the woods again?" "Because I like mischief. My teacher always tells me I shouldn't go in there on my own," he says. That really seemed to be called 'the usual'.

"But lately, Mick, you're in a bad mood."

"Really. I do what they say no to."

"But if they say no, you only know a little bit about wanting to do it."

"Say that already... neither Lana nor Tina imitate Mick,"

The kid, who was in a bad mood, went on to encourage Cordelia to start the class "It's time for Dillie to get started," he said. Cordelia closed the door gently, albeit with the thought of getting her hair pulled back.

Then Cordelia gave about two minutes of class while pinching the break.

I asked what was going on outside during the break, but there was still no sign of Mick or Dean returning. Cordelia also looked out the window because the witch also cared if she was picking vegetables, but there was just calm air flowing outside. But seeing the air like that still didn't calm Cordelia's mind.

But even though I don't feel comfortable, I'm getting ready. There was also help with the focus of the children, and Cordelia was able to finish the class in a connected manner.

After class, Cordelia left the blackboard cleanup to the kids and herself left the room early.

"Doctor, is Mick back?

To Cordelia, who asked him that first, the witch lowered her brow, "That's it, not yet."

"But I think it's time to get in touch with whatever it takes."

That's right. Almost at the same time as the witch said, Ki and I heard the front door open. And it was the Dean and two little shadows who showed up. There was no sign of Mick.

"Mr. Green, is Mick back?

"No, not yet."

"Yes... I thought I put it in the wrong place..."

That being said, the Dean said with a voice that pushed the back of the child back home with him and reassured him, "Please come and help me prepare dinner".

"I'll go look again. I'm sorry, Mr. Green, but I was wondering if you could take a closer look at the kids."

"Of course I don't mind that... but I wonder if Mick will get lost in the woods. May I ask the villagers to help us?"

"Yeah. I don't want to take too much care of it, but as soon as the sun starts falling, it gets dark. I'll go ask the village chief for you."

That said, the Dean immediately left the scene and left for another search.

Cordelia called Ronnie short.

"Ronnie, let's get out of here too"

"It's a forest."

"That's why. As far as I can tell, there doesn't seem to be any ferocious demons in this forest, but you don't know what's coming out at night, do you? It's not safe for the public."

"No... I was worried you wouldn't get lost in the unfamiliar woods... well, okay. Just don't get out before me."

With his head on, Ronnie accepted Cordelia's suggestion.

It was the witch who was surprised by that.

"You should stop. Something the carriage will be coming home soon. I could stay, but your folks would be worried that Dili won't be able to go home, right?

"Then I'll make arrangements for my return. Because I know we have to find him."

It does hurt to lose a leg on the way home.

It's not like it's such a long story, but I know it will be important if I don't get home without contacting you. It also annoys the orphanage.

That's what I thought. Cordelia tried to write a message on the blank paper I brought, but when I saw it, Ronnie said, "Uh... I'll write it," and took two blank sheets of paper out of her own luggage. One piece was then carefully and quickly folded into an envelope. Then move the pen quickly and write down the main points.

While waiting for the letter to finish, Cordelia asked the witch.

"Teacher, tell me. The kids said Mick's been in the woods a lot?

"Yeah. But the woods aren't all good places for scaffolding, though there aren't many demons out there. It's perfect for adventures, and Mick's often pissed off in the woods. But that's why I'm as familiar with the forest as the Dean... no, maybe more than anyone else."

Then you won't have gotten lost.

Was there something unpredictable, or you just don't think it's time to go home yet?

"Carriage, you're here"

"Right. Do you want to go?"

"I really won't stop if I say so. There are slices in the hedge at the entrance to the village. I'll go into the woods from there. But... don't push me. If I get lost to you, I'm in big trouble. Everyone in the village will be searching soon."

"Because it has to get cold," the witch hung on Cordelia's shoulder when she removed her own shawl.

"Okay, I'm coming."

Cordelia responded with a grin.

Cordelia and the others out of the orphanage headed for the carriage first.

Then the owner of the carriage shouts straight at the two of them, "We're leaving now -"

"I'm confirming, the carriage ends in Wangdu, right?

"Oh, it's booze time when this flight is over. You want a drink with me, brother?

My husband invites Ronnie casually because it's a pattern I've ridden many times already.

But naturally Ronnie waved gently to the side saying no.

"Would you do me a favor? So... maybe not enough to thank you, but now buy me a pinch of alcohol."

"Is this... okay?

"Yeah, give it to Hans, who lives here."

"Fine, looks like we could use some good booze."

My husband, who seemed so happy to come, said, "You're not riding, are you?" I checked with the two of them, then left. Hearing the sound of Karakara and the carriage being pulled, Cordelia and the others turned their backs on the spot and headed towards the woods.

A slice of the hedge, which probably would have included the mick, was quickly found.

"How is the lady going to find a child that even the accustomed ones couldn't find?"

"I'm unfamiliar with it, so it might even look weird"

"That's an amateur phrase, isn't it?"

"That's a lot more passive. Rather than feel uncommonly unsure?

If he saw Ronnie making a bar-reading sound in front of the hedge, he waved gently to create a boggling light. I guess it's a lamp replacement light...... I'm amazed how Ronnie can really handle any sorcery without any apparatus or anything.

"... even at my house my second brother used to pop out of the house when he was about Mick, and he helped me find him too, didn't he? But I couldn't find it at all until that one came out... and yet I know everything about that one. So I'm sure she's hiding and watching."

"Don't worry if you're watching me. The hard part is that you can't move anymore."

"Well, I don't think it's a good idea that the forest is definitely dangerous. Let's find it and get out of here."

That's all Ronnie started walking in front of Cordelia. The woods were growing more grass than I thought. But it wasn't as difficult for Cordelia to go about it as it was for her to get used to stepping on the grass from time to time.

There was also a division in the woods. I just wasn't too lost in "I wouldn't be moving on this way" from situations such as spider nesting in a relatively low position. but places where kids are likely to hide are everywhere and the speed at which they go is not fast.

"Mick, Mick, Mick, Mick!

Cordelia called out loud like she wouldn't normally let out. But it doesn't even return a sound.

Ronnie is getting closer and tearing the grass apart every time he finds a bush, but he can't find any signs of people passing through. Should I be happy that there are no signs of major deviation, or should I be in a hurry if I can't grasp my footsteps?

"And the lady is a lot different, too. No, I've known that for a long time."

I wonder what it is.

"I was just surprised when I said I was going to do my own teaching. I was even more surprised that your husband had forgiven you."

Cordelia tilted her neck at Ronnie, who abruptly cut out such a story. I wonder why this is the right time. But I want to answer Ronnie's questions that are helping me.

"I thought it was only now that I could see with my own eyes. Is that crazy?"

"It's not a mistake, though. It's just that that kid's way of poking around would be unbearable for a normal aristocratic lady either. Well, I don't even think the lady's normal."

…… Hey, Ronnie. What makes you think Mick doesn't like me?

"What do you think the lady is?

"... somehow, I don't know, but I don't. It must be unpleasant."

If you look at yourself objectively, I somehow understand that it would also look like it's a rich man's road trip or sympathy. Of course I don't mean that at all. But the pile that can be said to be otherwise is not yet in Cordelia.

Besides, it's not surprising that I'm not dissatisfied with the inequalities that have existed since I was born in the first place. Maybe he's seen as just being born different and making him look great.

But in the end, just imagine, there's no way Cordelia can tell what he's thinking.

"... why are you laughing"

"No, 'cause it's not the way it is. Unpleasant or disgusting, it won't change much."

……

"The lady's pretty tempered, too."

"... right. I've got a lot on my mind, but I'm not stuck."

"Well, if you look at it from me, you're smiling."

"Smiling?"

"'Cause the lady wouldn't give up so easily, would she? Comparing him to your daughter's roots, for what you're looking at in the field."

Well, I didn't think you'd be looking this way, but Ronnie added, "Is it that way next time," pointing to the right side of the divide. On the left, apparently, it's hard to get through with decaying trees.

"It's not a bad taste for Ronnie."

"What, is there a way to choose a path? Isn't that normal?

"It's about a field trip. I said, wait a minute. Hey, I don't know about here."

Cordelia stopped her legs and bent over to see a tunnel made of shrubs. The shrubs seemed to run a lot deeper, and even Ronnie couldn't guess where the exit was.

Cordelia peered into the tunnel.

"This, although the entrance is small, seems to be a little easier to get through inside."

"Sure... but it's about kids, isn't it? You look pretty tough when you're about my stature."

"Then why don't I go alone"

"No, well... if you take off your jacket and you suck at crawling forward, can I handle it, too... Surely it will be difficult for the Dean to skirt through this... and you may not be able to find it."

Again, Ronnie didn't seem to have the option to just let Cordelia go, and he took off his robe and snagged it to the tree. He then gently turned his arms to the preparatory exercise and then put his knees to the ground as he was determined.

"Then I'll go first... 'cause it hurts, plain twig prick. Wow, I might have caught my clothes. Oh, if you get a scratch on the lady's face, it's very bad, so don't ever get caught."

"Thanks, I'm fine so far"

Even Cordelia has a critical range to go through, so Ronnie is probably the momentum to move on with the twigs broken. But Cordelia thought it might be easy to get through here if Mick, on the other hand. "I did, I see an end," a liberating voice reached Cordelia's ear, following Ronnie, who painstakingly went on thinking that way.

"Okay, now I can walk......! But it's dark. You think he's in here?

"I think it would be nice to be there."

"But if you're really around here, you don't seem to be waiting for a search in the prank. I think we started over there, but we don't really see it from here."

Just like I saw before I went into the tunnel, Ronnie was looking where the shrubs were going to grow. But I can't see the jacket Ronnie caught from here at all. So even if people go down that road, they won't be able to see.

Next, Ronnie moved her hand to light the light, illuminating the area.

There were relatively tall grasses growing around. Then there are brightly colored flowers blooming. Inside I also saw plants with warm leaf colors. Probably will look more colorful and beautiful during the day.

(You change plants a lot before and after the tunnel)

I did spend quite a bit of time in the tunnel, but I never thought that so many native plants would change. Rather, at this level of distance, it is not surprising that the same grass grows.

Is the environment as if the climate were different also an effect of magic...... and one likely climbing tree caught my eye when I thought that far.

"... there are traces of that tree, a broken branch. And it looks like it just broke."

"Your eyes work a lot at night."

"It doesn't work at night. But it looks like the magic of the tree is broken."

"Let's get a little closer."

And as I approached the root of the tree, I saw a slightly thicker branch falling into my eyes.

There are also signs there would have been an impossible force applied.

"It's a tree that feels broken when a child rides it."

"Right. And if it falls, somewhere in the body, it's likely to hurt."

"There's a spring over there, there is. I feel signs of water."

"Let's go"

If you are injured, you must find them sooner rather than later.

With that in mind, Cordelia approached the fountain with a slight run.

But there was no one in the fountain. But on the side of the fountain, the wet child-sized jacket is dried with the stone stranded.

"A little deeper, perhaps"

Cordelia inhaled heavily as Ronnie thus tried to circle behind the fountain.

"Mick, kun! You must be here!

The utmost loudness echoed loudly around.

That was so loud that Ronnie accidentally stiffened and the birds that would have rested around would have flown away in a rush. And at the same time, Cordelia didn't overlook the forward bushes doing strange shakes. Cordelia quickly ran in and overtook Ronnie, turning into the back of the bush.

There was a naked mick sitting there with an upper body.

"... hey, why are you guys here!

"Rather, why are you here? You'll catch a cold in that outfit, and bugs will sting you."

"... Chi, stay away!

Mick lowers back as he sits down to distance himself from the cordelia, but soon he can't hit the bush and get under it.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to find you. No matter how familiar you are with the woods, it's dangerous at night."

"An extra favor. Why for you..."

"Sure, it would be an extra favor for you, but arrangements had begun to be made for everyone in the village to look for you. Everyone's worried, so let's get back to it."

……

If you talk to everyone, Mick shuts his mouth.

I guess I have something to think about. Cordelia succumbed to Mick's side. He then looked forward to Mick, keeping an eye on his left leg.

"I knew you were hurt. We need to make allowance for this as soon as possible..."

I guess I washed it off with a fountain, there wasn't much dirt on the wound. But even though it has already stopped, there are signs of blood flowing. Plus I can see bruising marks. I can't even throw away the possibility that it's twisted or has cracks in its bones.

"You still don't like going back with you!

"Huh?!

He was suddenly thrust where he was thinking about what to do with the procedure, and Cordelia accidentally buttcaked. But as soon as Mick sees him run away, he gets up and goes after him. Happy or unhappy, Mick's foot wound was blunting his movements. So Cordelia quickly caught up with Mick and took his arm. Mick didn't grab hold of it, either.

"Get off me!"

"Huh!"

The Mick arm was strong, Cordelia's hands detached, and Cordelia herself disbalanced her body. What you see is the ground and Mick's feet. But that's where I noticed. Mick's injured left leg is floating in space. And the ground is broken. Cliffs.

(falls......!

At the same time as he understood it, Cordelia stepped on and supported his body, which was about to fall, with full force. Then he reaches out his right hand to Mick's arm again and grabs that wrist. At the same time, my left hand stuck to my pocket.

He also noticed that Mick, who had his arm taken, had no left foot on the ground. He took a short breath and opened his eyes. To his surprise, Mick did not pay Cordelia's arm off, nor stepped on with his remaining right foot on the ground.

Although Cordelia was able to attract such a mix once, she couldn't even pull it up. Shortly after, Cordelia floated into space with Mick to be dragged.

But Cordelia saw a winning opportunity with a respite even for a few moments. Cordelia quickly pulled her left hand into her pocket and slammed the removed seed directly underneath.

(In time......!

Cordelia just wished for it and activated the sorcery.

At the next moment Cordelia and Mick were diving over thick grass cushions. The blue smell of leaves reaches my nose.

"... there it is"

I think it was a second and some time. I felt strong wind resistance when I fell, so maybe Ronnie also used some auxiliary magic on me. Would it have been two seconds? Cordelia looked up from where she fell.

Is it more or less as good as falling off the second floor?

"Lady."

"I'm fine, Ronnie! You're not hurt."

Probably.

It's bright around Ronnie because Ronnie has the light, but from Cordelia's point of view, it's too bright around Ronnie to even see his face clearly. But I could fully imagine the complexion on my voice alone.

"Exactly. I'd be pissed off, too! Don't move. Please wait, I'll be down when you're ready!

That's how Ronnie pulled in the face that was glancing down one end of the cliff.

I wondered what the prep would be, but in any case, Cordelia can't move at all right now. We've grown plants fast enough to make them our own cushions. I didn't know how much shock I could absorb, so I can tell you I spilled all my magic. But the rapid use of magic gave the body recoil.

"Mick, are you hurt other than your leg?

"Ah, oh. Are you okay?"

"I'm not hurt, either."

I can speak, but moving one finger is a hundred million hijacks, and slightly shifting my neck is the best I can do.

But just saying it's a hundred million doesn't mean it doesn't work at all. It is difficult to get up without pain in such a situation.

"Awesome hair, it's caught."

"Right."

I don't see it, but I kind of know it would be. Cordelia exhaled deeply, hoping it hadn't hurt enough to hang up. Then a sighed Mick approached Cordelia. And the sound of leaves swaying and rubbing reached Cordelia's ears.

"Oh, will you take it off?

……

"Thanks"

……

Mick didn't answer, but I guess that's the answer. He seems to be loosening Cordelia's teasing hair. Moving his heavy neck just a little bit, Cordelia looked at the mick.

"You're hurt. I wonder if the twig stabbed her. Or cuts......?

If he had worn clothes, he might have been intact, but unfortunately his jacket is on the side of the lake. I don't see any bruising marks, so the pain may be less, but nevertheless when I look at the slightly seeping blood, the pain really bothers me.

"I don't want to get hurt like this."

"Yes, but you'll disinfect it when you get home. I need to take a good look at my left leg."

…………

The next silence came with a very unpleasant look.

Cordelia caught sight of it about to blow out, and put her neck back so that her face turned directly upwards. And I saw the starry sky full of heaven, slowly closing my eyes...

"Keep your eyes peeled!

I opened my eyes when I heard Mick's loud voice.

"Huh?"

"What the hell. I remember being blue and white and fucking."

Does blue and white mean skin illuminated by slight moonlight? Cordelia thought a little about the word yah, and then she could somehow guess. That's why I never meditated on my eyes.

"... why did you jump?"

Between the bug's voice and the sound of the leaves, a slightly intermittent Mick's voice entered Cordelia's ear.

"Why... it would be weirder to watch it fall. I jumped at it, and if I could pull you up there, I wouldn't have had a problem with it."

"You have no reason to help me."

Mick threw his words at Cordelia, slightly reinforcing his narrative.

"Leaving me alone to help doesn't make me sleepy? On the contrary, I have no reason not to help."

"There is!

"I don't. You didn't want to help either, did you?

When Cordelia groaned as she looked up into the sky, she heard a whiff of breath.

So Cordelia went on.

"You don't have to worry. Even I'm not going to die. And Mick won't like me, but I don't know you enough to hate you."

I don't know what that means.

"Hehe, then I'll talk to you until I know?

"... you're an absolute freak"

"I don't think so, but friends sometimes tell me it's weird"

"I'm not your friend!!

"Oh, too bad."

Cordelia slowly moved her neck again, laughing at the obvious wolf voice. No more sound of leaves rubbing off. But Mick next to Cordelia turned that way as he sat down and still didn't show how far he was going.

"I wonder what's wrong?

"... are you a wizard?"

"It's not that big of a deal, but you can use magic in a little bit."

"... if you're talking about magic, you don't have to do it"

"Pfft."

"What the...!!

"No?"

There are a lot of things you think about, but whatever you say, Mick is going to be angry - no, although he may already be.

Yes, Cordelia thought it sounded like the ground would rub.

Slowly moving his neck, Ronnie was there holding down his temples.

"I'd love to, it sounds fun and above all. I'm going to pull you up, and I want you to feel the same way."

"You're annoying me, Ronnie."

Apparently Ronnie used the crawl around it to rub an impromptu rope.

Perhaps the rope is tied to a tree on a cliff.

The rope looks so thick and braided that I don't think it was originally cramped, but it probably made it so Ronnie could get up with magic, too.

"Uh... was it Mick? With this grip, can you pass on the cliff and climb? If it means you're hurting your leg and you can't, get it on my back."

Ronnie succumbed to the occasion while it was good.

But after comparing the ropes to Ronnie, Mick hesitated, "I can, but..."

"But this guy..."

"It's okay, it's okay. I wouldn't do anything terrible to leave you alone."

Yes, Ronnie said, Mick replied "I can climb" while hesitating. Then he grabs the rope, hangs his foot on the cliff and slowly starts climbing. Cordelia watched as she revealed it.

Ronnie shrugged around half way over Mick.

"I'm a little angry. You've been thinking about me for a little while. Please act."

"I know. But I didn't have time to tell you."

"I guess. Then just get up and get on your back. Be patient with the smell of sweat."

That's what Ronnie told me. Cordelia managed to get her upper body up slowly.

But I couldn't get on that back right away. I didn't hesitate to be obsessed.

It's not that powerful yet. I don't have to tell you that. Ronnie figured that out. However, there was no forgiveness in the words.

"Good luck in the mood. I can't even go up there with a princess."

……

Cordelia rode on Ronnie's back, thinking that wouldn't be possible.

Ronnie has a rope with both hands, so there's no support for Cordelia, the closest expression is that she's riding it up unilaterally. That makes Cordelia tough, too, but more than that, Ronnie paled her face.

"Ku, I'll be necked......!! Ma'am, cover your hands!!

I thought Cordelia was really sorry for Ronnie, who said it looked really painful.

But still, after climbing off to the cliff, I joined Mick waiting there. Reaching the cliff doesn't restore much Cordelia magic yet, and walking is a difficult condition.

But Mick is also injured in the leg with Mick. The cliff was up, but that may have been forced to go up too. I don't show you sore sores, but that makes me feel more like I'm pulling the injured person's leg back.

"... Ronnie, can we get Mick-kun?"

"Yes, but then how is Dili going to walk?"

"Mood, maybe."

But the answer seemed inadequate, and Cordelia took a frightened glance from Ronnie.

But there is no reason to withdraw. I don't think Ronnie can carry them both. So Cordelia never slowly rose to her will. But his legs sifted hard, and it was difficult to stand upright.

Ronnie sighed deeply.

"... only today."

Yet Ronnie held Cordelia up with his right hand and Mick with his left hand when he spoke small. At the same time Cordelia felt the wind pounding from the bottom. I don't think Ronnie has the muscle to hold two kids up one hand at a time. Thinking about it, I could deduce that this is probably wind magic.

And then he also recovered Mick's jacket, which had been abandoned at the end of the fountain. Mick didn't want to wear the wet clothes as disgusting, but Ronnie nevertheless decided to squeeze them hard and put them on.

Then a while later, the Cordelias were just in front of the tunnel they came through.

So Ronnie asked Mick.

"How did Mick get here? We've been hanging around here."

"I'm from over there. If you cross that grass, there's another way."

That's how Mick pointed around the tree tunnel was where Cordelia felt she was at the end of the line.

"... Could the path into the forest from the village itself have been somewhere else?

When Ronnie approached Mick in the direction he pointed and put his foot in as he blinked, surely there was no grass wall right away. The grass was just tall and not very deep. You might just see it a little brighter, but even Ronnie's made light didn't look very far ahead.

Exactly. Ronnie will have a hard time diving back down the bush with the two of them in charge, too. So I'd appreciate it if there was another way... but it is.

"... I always thought I'd come through like this."

"Me, awesome?

"Oh. He's a bad kid."

Are you praising or not, or are you simply impressed?

The three of them crossed that grass wall as they said words they didn't quite understand.

"But that tunnel didn't tickle well and it helped. I don't think a naughty little lady can get through there."

"I think I've done something wrong."

"Naturally. Well, I didn't think you'd die, but even if I did, it's bad for your heart."

"I apologize as many times as I can. I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault."

Mick's words blocked Cordelia's, and his voice is grumpy.

But Ronnie turned her eyes round.

"You got close enough to get me covered."

"Nah... it's not covered!

"No, well... either way,"

I guess I decided it was better not to ask any more. Ronnie didn't say anything more, but he had a funny grin if he looked up a bit. Mick hasn't noticed that look because he's looking at the ground the other way around, but Cordelia thinks it would definitely be a statement if he did.

The path Mick had taken was quite steep, as he needed to jump over the rocks along the way or there was an up-down with the roots of the trees as stairs. It was a tough journey to the point Ronnie said along the way "... even if I couldn't, it might have been easier to dive the tunnel".

Perhaps Ronnie gets tired because he also consumes more magic than his usual health.

But fortunately, we got to the village before Ronnie got out of magic.

And the place I went into the village was surprisingly just around the corner of the orphanage. There's a cabin there to put in the farm tools, but the fence behind it was broken.

"Because it was broken here. You can go if you get over it, even if it's not broken, but if it's broken, you're gonna want to go, right?

"There's a fence, which means don't go, so no."

When I entered the village with such interaction, there were already lights in every house, and the warm light swayed. The three headed to the village chief's house to report the current situation first.

The village chief's house was built in a position near the orphanage, making it look like the chief's house a little wider than the rest. The village chief was terribly surprised by the appearance of the three.

"This is... Guest, I'm sorry. Mick, look, apologize."

"I already apologized"

"Mayor, Mick is injured in the leg. Would you mind watching?"

I don't remember being apologized for in Cordelia, but what Mick needs is more treatment than words of apology. But the action taken by the village chief who heard Cordelia's words was to drop a fist bone on Mick's head.

"That's why I'm telling you! You're too much."

"What!

"I'm sorry, customers. I'm taking Mick to the orphanage for a little while. Let's do the treatment there, too. I was wondering if you could wait a moment."

Mick, who said no or was taken by the village chief, still held his head back, but still looked back at the Cordelias.

"... thanks"

The words uttered with an unfaithful, illuminated and indescribable look seemed to disappear, but they also reached Cordelia's ears well.

The village chief returned shortly afterwards.

I hear the witch took care of the treatment. Instead, the village chief also said he had arranged to recall the villagers who went into the woods to find Mick.

"Were the orphanage kids worried?

"No, because it was like, 'There's no way Mick got lost in the woods, so it got dark out there while he was sleeping over'. Mick was up to it."

"Really?"

"But...... thanks. But I didn't think Mick would be brought here for the most part."

I didn't know if I could convince myself of the word adulteress, and Cordelia grinned back at the village chief ah vaguely. The village chief keeps his words coming.

"Mick is a kid who was dumped in this village by his other parents after he lost one parent. That's why I'm timid about an uncertain connection. But I want to connect with people. Nice to meet you."

"... you don't have to ask me, I'm fine. I think I'm your friend now."

"Right. Then you're reliable. By the way, do you like tea?

"Yes."

"Well, let's say it's gonna brew."

Cordelia approached the window after dropping off the village chief who had thus fallen back.

And I saw my face on the glass. There are some signs of abrasion, but the blood has already stopped. Luckily, it was in a position to hide with my hair, so there seems to be no problem. It just doesn't change that you should wipe it a little bit. Cordelia thought to borrow a bucket of water by the time she left.

"Oh, yeah. Hey, Ronnie. Will the teacher ask me if I can go back to Wangdu with him?

"Right. If the gardener returns, he can come back with us."

With that said, Ronnie headed to the orphanage once.

And a while later, the village chief came back with tea. Tea was reasonably warm. Cordelia looked out for a while drinking it. And then if the pick-up carriage comes, it should be one paragraph for today. That's what I thought, so I was getting percentage relaxed.

So at the next moment, I didn't imagine it would be nervous or anything like that.

"Excuse me for the night"

Cordelia could quickly understand that the voice was a welcome voice. But at the same time, I wanted to think 'there's no reason'. But the core went low, and there couldn't be so many voices that could be heard.

"Father...?

No way, I can't mishear you. But I couldn't believe it.

But I didn't want to see it, but I couldn't possibly think it was a mistake.

"Oh, Father..."

I asked him to pick me up at home, but he couldn't have imagined it, such as the Count coming out straight away.