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

Then we had a good time in Hazel's own room with a public discourse and tea, then we took a slow look around the garden and Cordelia headed home.

I was also thinking about how to entertain Dahlia on that road...... the sight I saw at the same time I got home and that blew me out of my head for a moment.

(Cyrus, to your brother. Brother Ishma?

Cordelia, who had only seen enough to count, such as where the two were aligned, accidentally tilted her neck. Well, there shouldn't have been any particular errands today.

"But brother, then..."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time. I've already offered, and I know your father."

I'm not going to disturb you if it's important to talk about what you're talking about... etc., but I can't even go to my room without going through the scene. But in the first place, Cordelia walked straight back to the thought that if it was an important story, the brothers might be able to get it done standing up.

"I'm home now, brothers"

If it doesn't look good, just keep passing... to the voice that greeted him with that in mind, Cyrus and Ishma turned their faces towards Cordelia at the same time.

My two older brothers are still really masculine today, and when they were all in place, I felt that the air could still shine even more than usual. It didn't even change the two words, though.

"Welcome back, Cordelia"

Ishma returned the brow, which was slightly over, to its natural shape and spoke softly to the cordelia.

On the contrary, Cyrus seemed to have Ishma take the line, looking for words in a slightly troubled manner. Either way, Cordelia didn't seem like a good story to hear from the two of us.

"That's unusual, I can't believe your brothers are here"

She was asked what she was talking about directly, but Cordelia still spoke her honest thoughts.

"My brother's back on business, but he's going to climb the castle again now. I was asked to take turns, so I came home today."

"Really?"

Looking at Cyrus nodding, thanks. Apparently it has something to do with the book in his hand.

Ishma, I'll take care of the rest.

"Yes, be careful"

Saying so, Cyrus lightened Cordelia's head without slipping across her side, and she left. Since Ishma didn't eat down either, the earlier story seemed to be over.

"Well, where was Cordelia today? Is this the Marquis Frantheim's mansion?

"No, we were inviting you to the Count Hale house today"

"Oh, you have as many young ladies as Cordelia."

"Yep. It's Master Hazel... brother, I actually have a favor to ask you about that"

"Please?"

Ishma tilted her neck gently at Cordelia's words.

Cordelia nods when she sees it.

"Hazel has a sister named Dahlia, but she wants to be a knight."

"That's an active young lady."

"Yep. Next time I invite you, I was wondering if you could see something that would please you then... I'd like to talk to you"

When Ishma heard it, she put her arms together and roared a little.

"Right, the Hale family does a lot of work on language, but I don't think they hear much about samurai. Well, I'm sure most things will please you... but there's a lot of interesting stuff in the basement treasure room."

"Interesting stuff?

"An old thing, is it the outfit of your sister, Mr. Beatrice, four generations ago? Some of them are from the triumphal parade, so if you're a woman and you're looking for a knight, I guess you're interested. There's so much more."

"Thank you. I'm glad we talked to your brother."

Cordelia was also pleased that she would surely be pleased with that.

That's right brother, I'm sorry if you stopped talking about your brothers on your own business while you made a nice choice......

That's what Ishma said, "What's going on?" and laughed softly.

"Is there anything else you still care about?

"No, even though it's rare for your brothers to be with you... I thought it was a little bad time for me to come back..."

"Oh, then my brother had to come back soon, and I don't have to worry about seeing him at work. I don't think Cordelia is as face-to-face as she thinks."

It's possible that I cared, but if Cyrus is at work, Ishma may not have had time to talk for a long time originally, as Ishma said.

"But it's unusual for Cordelia to say she wants to invite friends herself."

"Huh? Yeah, so... shank?

Vernault and hazel come without calling, and when they call Fulvia, they are teachers.

It must be rare to invite people, even if you do go out with an invitation.

"... if you need me, can I be entrusted with a commentator if it's my holiday?

"Huh?"

I wasn't even expecting such an offer. I hadn't been able to, so for a moment Cordelia couldn't understand what her brother, smiling in front of her, was saying.

But there was no way Ishma's offer could not lead to Dahlia's delight.

Then a few days later, a little before the sun climbed out.

"I can't believe this... I can't believe this is happening!! I can't believe Beatrice's favorite used product existed!!"

Dahlia was in the reception room at the Pameladia Mansion, sparkling her eyes in front of numerous items. But I haven't seen any of that from Ishma, who is an active knight. However, I seem to have listened carefully to the commentary.

"Miss Dahlia seems to know how it is, but Beatrice, the owner of that garment, is very brave and resolute. He's also been very active in the war against the North, and he's left behind a lot of martial arts in history books."

"Yeah, yeah! I've been looking into it too! After the end of the war, he could not appear on the surface stage at all, as if he had been treated by the goddess of war, General Black Princess, right? Oh... this black jacket is the symbol of Master Beatrice, isn't it? Oh... I didn't know it existed. Stone stopped on this chest, that's unusual."

"That's a reward for the battle of Fort Talpa."

"Well, that time!?"

The girl, listening closely to Ishma's commentary, with her hands together looking at her sparkling and even her clothes, has even a noose look on her face.

And Cordelia was looking at it one step back.

(... you even know about some pretty maniacal fights)

Cordelia and Beatrice are from the family, so I've seen the chronology, but I don't remember it in that much detail. The Battle of Fort Talpa is an important battle, but as a national history, another battle of the same period is bigger, and the Battle of the Fort is often considered one of them, so it is the name of a battle that is often omitted from textbooks.

But Dahlia talks like it's very normal. The look looks like it's going to be fun to dream about...... it looks like a hazel that speaks of imaginary Vernault. Thoughts vectors and appearances were completely different, but I had to think they were very similar.

"Master Beatrice is the one who has been left with a lot of stories, I'm sure he carried the expectations of his surroundings from an early age... and a strong heart that can't beat the heavy pressure, it's also nice. I'm in a completely different position, but I want to be as ambitious as Master Beatrice."

I felt a little overwhelmed by the words of Dahlia who said so.

No, I don't disagree with "strong hearts". And Cordelia walked into the treasure room with Ishma the other day, thinking more or less the same thing until she found a diary that Beatrice apparently wrote.

But the diary, written in a little old letters, said, "Well, it's a rampage horse with a horse daughter. I'm going to make it ramble more because they say whatever I want," he preached, "I put on a dress with patience, but 'heels are not weapons'. Even though what can be thrown becomes a weapon," and other words are written that would have been roughly unexpected.

Of course, because it is old, it is also possible that the notation and nuances of the time may differ from the present… once Cordelia and, more than that, Ishma have mastered Mandarin as a whole, so there should be no roughly any mistake.

(You're not really expecting it, you're the one with the will pierced while you're opposed)

On second thought, there are not many records of ladies waving swords even in the Pameladian family draining many samurai. Not to mention the record of standing on the front line and everything else. It could be close to the situation in Dahlia in that sense.

(I have respect for the strength of my will, but I don't think I need to tell Daria.)

Daria may be pleased with the existence of a generally unknown diary.

But needless to say, Beatrice already seems to be an ideal in Dahlia, so on the contrary, it could break the ideal.

(Most importantly, Master Beatrice wouldn't have thought he'd be able to see the diary in a few hundred years.)

Cordelia thinks it's horrible if she thinks she's in that position.

Daria raised her pretty voice once again when Cordelia thought she wasn't supposed to be seen in a diary or anything like that.

"Oh, this is a nice hanging protection! Could this also belong to Master Beatrice? In this day and age, you wish me luck by putting a birthstone and a sculpture of the god of war in the top barrel of your pendant, don't you? Shall I make one, too?

"... Miss Dahlia really likes knights. Whereas he who now has a guardian, some are knights and some do not know."

Ishma looked impressed and Cordelia roughly agreed with the opinion. Cordelia also wonders how much she has an admiration for a strong knight, but I have a few doubts about the more reactions than I imagined.

(If you like it so much, you don't have to hate learning enough to jump off the second floor)

I asked Dahlia to lead me to encourage learning, but at least it doesn't seem like she hates learning in general because history seems like she likes it.

Even as Cordelia thought about it, Dahlia was once again turning her eyes to the next item with a bright voice saying, "Ha ha."

While Ishma gave a new commentary when she saw it, she had a laugh that looked really interesting once it was separated.

"Brother?

What's the matter, sir? And when Cordelia asked, including out of words, Ishma said, "No," she laughed.

"Think of Miss Dahlia as very similar to Cordelia."

"With me, is it?

"Oh. I feel like this the first time I took you to the woods."

……

Nostalgic, and smiling, Ishma says, but as a cordelia, I had trouble reacting. Was it like this...? I do have a strong memory that I was very pleased with, but I didn't mean to push my emotions all the way this far... is it the same from my brother's point of view?

(... No, here's the thing... if you're smiling, I'd appreciate it.)

Still, if it's not about pure children that I was looking like this... sometimes I have to feel somewhat subtle for Cordelia.

"Dear Ishma, this one, is that...!?"

"Oh, that hair decoration is probably..."

But Cordelia's complex emotions aside, it doesn't change what Dahlia is happy about. I'm glad to hear that then... Cordelia, one person determined to try to stay a little self-contained, heard the room being knocked lightly.

Cordelia gently approached the door and turned the knob so as not to disturb the heated Dahlia.

Then there was Emina.

"Excuse me. How about lunch? We are ready for you to enjoy at any time."

"Oh, you've had enough time."

He got caught up in Dahlia's momentum and apparently didn't realize that time had passed completely. It seems that Cordelia sensed the content in the way she was talking to Emina. Ishma said, "Well, it's time for lunch," so Emina graciously left.

And Dahlia said, "A little more... just a little bit more, just let me look at this one...!" And now he was staring at the sword.

Even though the preparation is looking into it, if you didn't know when it was going to be a meal, you'd need a little prep time. I don't have a slight problem with that thinking. As Cordelia turned to Ishma, Ishma nodded lightly.

The idea is apparently the same.

In that, Ishma asked Dalia.

"Why did Miss Dahlia want to be a knight?

"At first sight."

"" At first sight?

Dahlia replied "Yes" with a smile to Cordelia and Ishma listening back on top of each other.

"My mother has a strong gratitude to the queen. Therefore, I have a postcard from the queen, but the woman depicted there looked terrific. It was more fascinating than any picture book I'd ever seen."

Dahlia, with her own hands on both cheeks and a lukewarm look, looked a lot like Hazel, who once spoke of Vernault. Even though he wasn't there, that was the momentum that made him think he was a sister.

"There's just a difference between appreciation and reality. When I started learning the sword, I was amazed at the weight. But now I think I'm shameless in my sword."

"I'm good at it, I'm good at it," the air seems slightly overflowing, probably not because of my mind.

Would you feel that, Ishma also pinched the words with a slight bitter smile.

"The truth is, if you can protect people without waving a sword, you've never been over it."

Cordelia felt the warmth, too, in a serene Ishma-like language with a definite arm, but Dahlia tilted her neck.

"If you don't have to protect me, I think the sword is important. 'Cause you can hone your sweetness."

"Miss Dahlia says something like a swordsman."

Daria seems to be good at Ishma, who just says she's looking forward to the future, but once again Cordelia had to question how it went.

Is escape from learning not included in the sweetness of self?

The lunch thus welcomed had a marinade of ducks in the appetizer, followed by a salad, the main ones being the roasted white fish vanilla bread flour and stewed sheep's shank. The bread was full of raisins and walnuts.

Cordelia and Dahlia's plates are served beautifully, but Ishma's plates were in addition to them in large plates.

"That's very tasty. The meat will loosen in your mouth."

Dahlia, who said so grudgingly, had a very fast meal pace.

I also substitute quite a bit of bread along the way, but still a lot more than cordelia.

(Beh, it's not like we're low on quantity...)

Though she thought so, Cordelia tilted her neck gently and asked Dahlia.

"How long does Master Dahlia usually do sword archery?

"About every three to four days. I'd really like to be more archaic, but all I have to do is give you a few basic workouts every day. Suddenly, why?

"No, I'm going to exercise, so I was wondering if the amount of meal I'm serving is enough..."

But if Dahlia's amount of exercise was as she said, it wouldn't be that much... And Cordelia thought, Dahlia said a little shy, "Uh, the..." and clouded her words shyly.

"I have something for you if you need a replacement. Hans, can I get you anything?

"You have meat substitutes. And then, yeah. There's more bread. You can prepare egg dishes as soon as possible..."

"Then... do you like omelettes, Miss Dahlia?

Dahlia glanced at Ishma's words and then said, "Ha!" He nodded loudly.

That is the momentum conveyed throughout the body that the replacement is happy. Cordelia has become impressed with the induction that pleases Ishma's opponents. Although Dahlia seemed to be full of meals in her head.

"How about a dessert for Master Ishma?

"I guess I'll get the fruit as usual. You two would rather have something sweet, wouldn't you?

"Ladies, we have chiffon cake and fondant chocolate for you"

"Okay, I'll have a chiffon cake," Cordelia returned to Hans' advance. Fondant chocolate should be enjoyed during tea time. But I heard Cordelia's words. Daria showed a slightly lost bare gesture, so I added just one word.

"Enjoy both, Master Dahlia."

"So, but"

"My house is sweet and delicious."

Because Cordelia didn't choose one either, with the intention of getting him to shy away, and I thought, Dahlia grinned. Adorable, and Cordelia almost got up too.

But... here's one thing I can think of as' a little '.

"Do you have any plans after dinner?

"For once, we are going to show you the library. Brother, there's something interesting in the military memoir, isn't there?

"Oh. Right. If you can't read through it, you can have it brought back."

I actually thought we could talk in the greenhouse this afternoon... but if what just came up was right, I thought it would lead to stopping Dahlia from escaping from learning a little bit.

So first I decided to flatten the meal deliciously and head to the library.

Dahlia, who entered the library, first offered forcefully, "I would like to read you a book that describes the knight," he said.

It was Ishmah who was entrusted with that choice, and he took a thick book from a slightly higher position on the shelf, "Is it rare around here".

"This is a little too many sentences, but few difficult words, and it's easy to understand because it's polite."

Dahlia was beginning to enjoy reading the book she had been given.

But as the page progresses, the speed at which she turns the page becomes approximate. And finally, he began to sneak up on the boat with depression.

(... after all)

Cordelia, who was reading another book, slowly approached Daria. And I touched that shoulder lightly.

"Dear Dahlia,"

"Wow...!?"

"also, sorry"

Cordelia reflexively apologized to Dahlia's astonished voice.

I didn't mean to surprise you. But Daria was also surprised that Cordelia apologized... the situation seemed less drinkable than... and she had an ambiguous grin. At least he seems to understand that he was napping.

"Hey, didn't you get much sleep yesterday?

"No, it's always. I've been very sleepy since lunch."

Dahlia said so and sighed small.

"This book was interesting, but I wasted a little time on it."

"No, because we still have time, and we can lend it to you.... than that, are you always sleepy at this hour?

"We will always study languages and classics at this hour, but it will follow. I still don't think it would be a problem if I spoke Mandarin, and I don't think I would ever use classics."

Cordelia heard the response and uttered words in her heart several times. I knew it.

(It's not just that I don't like studying, I don't want to do it because it makes me sleepy, maybe it's big that I don't go ahead)

Hazel is the only one who would want to be cautious of Dahlia, the twelve-year-old, and neither Dahlia nor any of the rebellions.

(If your parents are anxious to become knights, you can't even pay attention)

There is no doubt that Dahlia is an honest child. Still, I can't accept the bitterness from Hazel... I don't know the psychology of not being able to snort at words from my near-old, nagging sister. I thought it was a little sweet first, but it might have been a natural idea if it was in that kind of environment. Instead, I guess it's an honest conclusion that I've thought about a lot in the world I know.

Cordelia glanced at Ishma. Ishma also grinned bitterly and nodded at Cordelia as she approached Daria and glanced at her.

"Classics are not knights, they are not a loss to fix. There are many other quotes from the classics during the conversation. The least you can do is take an appointment exam."

Ishma doesn't know about Hazel, but she told me everything Cordelia wanted to say.

Cordelia also told me a little the other day, but the words of the active knight and the weight they receive should be different. And at that time, Daria still thinks that because she wasn't convinced by Cordelia's words. I didn't have time to hear anything from Dahlia then in the first place, but now I can also hear things I wouldn't have been convinced of then.

"But if you can make up for it in other areas, even if you can't do that area in the exam, isn't there a problem? I hear the appointment of a knight is determined by the overall score."

"If the goal is to eventually pass, that may not be possible either. But even if you're a knight, it's hard to live up to your hopes when you're assigned. It's always a competition."

Dahlia was stuck in Ishma's words.

I didn't think about it. Ishma was smiling bitterly, too.

"Count Hale would be fluent in foreign languages, wouldn't he? If you want to be a queen's escort knight, you can still pay for your language and literature. If I can count on you to interpret, I'll be relieved."

"... Yes"

"I don't like a lot of things either. But it's more important to find a reason to do it than to find a reason not to do it."

While following at the end, Ishma roared in arms.

"But you're sleepy. I wonder what's going on."

"Then perhaps… simply drowsiness caused by overeating."

Cordelia pinched her words at Ishma, who conceived it.

"Huh?", Dahlia raised her voice small.

"That's not necessarily the only reason, but if there's a cause there, we might be able to improve it depending on how we eat."

To my surprise Dahlia, Cordelia nods.

Dahlia was pleasant enough to eat and seemed to have a lot of fun. And bread alone was eating twice as much cordelia. The speed of eating was also slightly faster, so that may have caused me to eat a lot of meals as well. Less frequent bites may also make it difficult to get full.

(You ate a lot of bread, but you had a lot of bread. I know how you love carbohydrates... but maybe your body is getting drowsy because of the insulin trying to lower your blood sugar levels)

If a less-interested study were to come where that drowsiness was coming, even drowsiness would increase.

But Cordelia decided to skip giving that explanation. Daria may be interested in getting drowsy in the first place, but she won't be interested in the very reason why drowsiness occurs. Cordelia also wanted to know how to reduce the drowsiness of the first class of the day when she was a student in her previous life, but she didn't particularly want to know the mechanism - she coughed up small, giving herself an excuse. In fact, even if Dahlia showed interest in the reason, Cordelia doesn't know if there's a concept of blood sugar in this world. Now she can't say anything far-fetched, but blur it.

Cordelia coughed small to deceive.

"The order of eating comes from vegetables. Why don't you reduce the amount of bread you take a little bit and try your eighth belly as well for the total amount of meals you eat? And chewing and eating often, right? I think dessert would be better for dairy products and fruit too."

If you chew, you can stimulate the full center and write time, so you can also brake on binge eating. Daria looked a little drawn to Cordelia's words because she must have found resistance to the fact that she would eat less. Cordelia's heart hurts.

Still, from what I've heard, it seems to be an overdose of energy as well.

"If it's a temporary wake-up call, sometimes I wash my face... but there may be times when it's a little difficult for a lady. If you're in the process of inviting a teacher to study, it might be difficult to exercise a little."

……

Ishma is also considering other proposals, but they are not a very effective means.

Cordelia worried a little, then opened her mouth.

"Please wait a minute. I'll be right back."

When I said that and left the library, I headed straight to the lab.

Sure, washing your face is difficult, but Cordelia also remembers it if it helps you feel drowsy.

Cordelia entering the lab removes the bucket from the cupboard and tensions the water. And drop the essential oils of the teatries and peppermint one drop at a time. Teatries with strong antiseptic and antibacterial powers were used by Aboriginal Australians, Aboriginal, as wound medicines. Sometimes during World War II it was used by the French army to treat soldiers. With a neat, sharp aroma, Cordelia dipped the prepared towel in the water and squeezed it gently.

This completes the cold and damp cloth.

Then the carrier oil and anhydrous ethanol are removed from the cabinet, then the essential oil of rosemary is removed. Rosemary is said to increase the ability to wake up drowsy, and memory and concentration. If you combine that with the sharp aroma of peppermint that I used earlier, it can be quite exciting.

Cordelia, who prepared those two, returned to the library again.

"Thank you for waiting, Master Dahlia"

"Welcome home, Master Cordelia. What's yours?

Cordelia smiled at Dahlia, looking wonderfully at the towel and bottle Cordelia held.

"Now try to muddle your face a little"

"Ku, you feel the air coming through your nose"

"Yes."

Dahlia looks a little surprised, but not uncomfortable.

It was purely a surprise.

"But it doesn't smell like a candle that your sister usually brags about. Is it another fruit?

"This is the scent of leaves."

Leaf scent. Dahlia, leaning her neck, nevertheless put the towel against her own cheek in her hand.

It's chilled with cold water, so even purely that chill should fly a little drowsiness.

"The rest is here. If you don't like it, it could help you get more focused. Apply to your wrist or something to make it smell."

"Sure, this smells like waking up too"

"But I think the primary goal would be difficult if you weren't aware that you'd hang in there. It does make me sleepy when I'm full, but it's also important to realize that I have to do it."

Ishma, who was watching the two of them, also broke in with a soft voice.

"And when you become a knight, don't hesitate to eat or you'll fall, so I guess we should be careful then"

"Really?

"Oh. It moves so badly that if you don't eat it, you'll fall, and at first you'll eat it as painfully. That's what I feel like eating is my job. But then I get used to it, and I'm not sleepy because it's scary in the first place."

quantity than quality, but the words Ishma continued had not reached Dahlia already.

"So you just have to be patient for a little while!

"Well, the rest... if you can't help but be really drowsy, change your learning time. Because if you start to understand, boredom may fade and drowsiness may not accelerate."

I may not have even received the words that went on like that... but I still think what motivated him is the greatest gain. The rest of the reward with Hazel is… all I pray for is to grow up as memories of my youth.

It never occurred to me that Dahlia, who apparently skipped drowsiness due to tension, would then lose her drowsiness again. Aside from how effective it is, Cordelia also handed Dahlia essential oils as a souvenir.

"Brother, thank you for today"

After Dahlia was on her way home, Cordelia thanked Ishma again.

But Ishma also shakes her head gently.

"No, we had a rare experience here, too. I haven't had a chance to think about that before I became a knight, and it made me think again a little bit. Don't forget the beginning."

"I'll remember"

"Right. But the Count would also be anxious because the Hale family doesn't really have a lineage that leads to martial arts. If Miss Dahlia was really appointed, we might as well relieve our anxiety."

Crushing slightly like a solitary, Ishma looked like a senior worrying about his juniors, or a teacher worrying about his students.

But Ishma shrugged as Cordelia looked at Ishma that way.

"But I'm really glad Cordelia didn't want to be a knight."

"Oh, are you anxious?

If Cordelia rounded her eyes just saying something unexpected was said, Ishma laughed mischievously.

"Oh. My father is about to change the color of his eyes. If you're going to give me an audition, it's going to be an audition I'm not going to stop until Cordelia gives up."

Cordelia also smiled bitterly at the words.

It does seem difficult in many ways to convince Elvis.

(... but that father was wounded in the middle of a mission and left the knight's position, didn't he? The Counts are also anxious if Dahlia wants to go where that could even happen, like your father would be wounded)

On second thought, it's a dangerous place.

A little anxiety strikes me as to whether it was really a good thing to get Hazel motivated.

But then, a big hand rode Cordelia's head.

"If they say no from the start, you'll only regret it, won't you?

"... Yes"

"Besides, that kid looks a lot like Cordelia. I don't think today is the only time I'm going to be a knight because I'm not the kid to give up even if they say no. Assuming you want to be a knight, you won't give up no matter how much your father disagrees with you, will you?

Pong, the words I hear while being light-headed were certainly convincing. Indeed, I was under the impression that even if Dahlia were to fall for the exam, she would continue to challenge as many times as her eligibility allowed until she took it.

If you are confident in martial arts in the first place, Ishma is likely to be appointed even if the writing is slightly worse, as he also said. I just can't be sure if my hopes will come true after that.

(Yeah, that's, I'm sure...)

While Cordelia thought so, she couldn't look up.

It's not like I wasn't convinced by the words. However, I am very embarrassed right now because I had little experience with my head.

"Yes, Cordelia. Would you give me what you were giving Miss Dahlia, too?

"Is your brother having trouble sleeping, too?

"No, that's not what I mean. There's a little bit of overlap I need to remember, so I thought I'd use it to switch."

I see, "If you sniff this, I'll do it! ♪ such as Looteen's ♪

Do you mean to use it as part of the product?

"I'll be ready for you to take it to your quarters tomorrow."

"Thanks"

Ishma's hand leaves Cordelia's head, and he says, "I'm going back to my room," and leaves.

Cordelia thought as she stared at its back.

(Something overlaps that I need to remember, is that... Cyrus, is that what you were talking about with your brother?

It didn't come true to ask in detail, but I thought maybe there was some big job to be done.

"… then let me think about how tiresome I can be"

I would like to cooperate to the best of my ability if instructed or consulted, but if nothing has been asked, I will just do what I can now.

(However, it may be confidential and difficult... but when you order something, you want to make an effort to move quickly)

In order to do this, I first had to get as much credit as I could be ordered... and so on, while Cordelia also went back to her room.