The fifth floor of the fortress is rooftop, with the residence of His Highness Astina and the Kingsguard, as well as the executive. Mr. Raquel, too, seems to be waking up there.

The sanitary stuffing is in a separate building and you have to get down to the ground floor to get there. Structures isolated from this building are designed to deter infection when infectious diseases or the like become endemic.

As it stands, there is no outbreak of infectious diseases, and the sanitary conditions inside the fortress are better because they appear to be cleaned very carefully. However, in relation to the passage of waterways underground, there are places on the ground floor where mold is more susceptible to growth - this can also cause illness in some cases, so measures need to be considered later.

In my case, mildew grown in foods that use plants as ingredients can tell if they are toxic or not. Some of them produce ingredients useful for healthcare, but no one should believe me when I say I can make medicines out of mold.

The development of medicine is key to the invisible power of microbes - I think so, but even as I tried to write a paper and come out, Teacher Hendrick didn't even receive it.

All I was asked to do was kill my breath and stay out of the way of the good students. It was worthless in the college, such as devoting himself to the development of medicine as a spiritual physician.

I don't see it as evil to exercise spiritual magic and exert power in war. But listening to Mr. Presha, I thought it was unacceptable for an ally to die under magic. That's the same for the enemy countries, and my thoughts are just egos.

If I could end the war, I wouldn't have to use magic for the war - I never thought of this when I was studying at the School of Magic.

But to do so, we must win and hold down the enemy nation, not lose. I still don't have enough ingredients to know how difficult that is.

"... Early on arrival, I apologize as the Knight Chief for letting him be present at the torture. Nor do I have a combination of ways of securely extracting information from prisoners. Presha and the inquisitors know they're being outrageous."

I reached the separate building and said before Mr. Raquel opened the door.

I wonder if we should talk about Arlaune - something I can let her hear about the magic hater. But I decided to speak with my stomach bracketed, thinking that even if I lay low, the explanation would be unnatural.

"You don't have to do anything to make them vomit in pain, you can use magic to make them talk. That's what Mr. Presha was trying to say earlier."

Mr. Raquel skips this one over his shoulder. I don't look away - I let my gaze slip away from her.

"... you think I'm a nasty bitch for saying it was you and controlling Presha?

"No, I don't think so. What am I supposed to say when I'm just here, but I felt that Mr. Presha had a great deal of respect for Mr. Raquel. That's what I've been thinking since I got help too."

"... do you respect a woman who storms with such a roar? You're a man of choice."

"The roar... was a good voice."

"Yes, it was a very courageous voice. At the same time, I felt comfortable that this country was protected by fierce generals like Raquel."

Mr. Rendle will be in tune. Mr. Raquel didn't say anything for a while, but he said it again, skipping me.

"No need for rhetoric, I only lead the knights to protect the people, as His Highness's spear. To the people, you too... no. Includes Lord Glass and Lord Rendle. That's all."

"Thank you, Mr. Raquel"

Once again, to thank you, the color of the emotions that dwell in Mr. Raquel's eyes has faintly changed - not the eyes that look at the irrelevant others anymore?

- Speaking of which, Arlaune, whom I summoned this time, looks like a young girl, but has kept it in the underground turn until the pollen is gradually faded so that the hypnosis does not suddenly run out. While I was away, would I have gone back to the spiritual world?

As I was thinking, Mr. Raquel rang the bell on the door and called towards the inside of the separate building.

"It's Knight Chief Raquel. Health Captain, are you in there? I'd like to show you the military doctor, Lord Glass."

"Yes, wait a minute...... are you sure it's just water?

"Yes, I love your water ♪ As long as you have water and light, you can live!

(There's a kid in the Knights... and that voice... no way...!

The door opens from the inside and is greeted by someone who looks like a health captain. She is wearing a hat (cap), either to take hygiene into account or to wrap her hair around it, and she is wearing it in the uniform of a health guard - the armband worn on her shoulder seems to indicate that she is the captain.

"I'm sorry, Chief Raquel, but someone's kid was walking on the ground floor, so I was protecting him here. They say," Arlaune. "

"Ah, summoner lord! I did my job right! Praise me!

"Oh, oh... no, you praised me... wait, don't run all of a sudden!

Arlaune, who was sitting in a chair and letting her legs hang out, jumps right down and runs this way - but stumbles on a round stone laid down as a floor. And if so, Mr. Raquel will take it from the front.

"Huh!... Oh, thank you so much..."

"... hey, what is it? What does a summoner mean? Why is this girl holding me?"

"Oh, I think you mistook Captain Raquel for your mother. You're not even that connected to me... it's sloppy, is it?

"Become... what a joke I am with your mother etc. I am the one who gave himself to the martial arts, such as his opponent..."

"My Summoner! I, I was being a good boy! Praise me!

When I leave Mr. Raquel, Arlaune runs up to me this time. But hey, Mr. Rendle caught me and held me.

"Ha ha, I got caught..."

"You mustn't do much, Mr. Arlaune."

"Yes, I'll be careful in the future. Oh... brother?

"Yes, I'm your brother. Even if it looks like this, it's powerful."

"Heh, Arlaune is naive...... Lady Raquel, how was it?

Because Arlaune has just left, Mr. Raquel has his hands shabby. What if she likes kids?

"... Lord Glass. There seems to be something going on, but if you brought a child, you have to tell them so beforehand."

"Ha, yes... you said you brought me here or I couldn't imagine this happening either..."

"I don't need an excuse. Katie, if there's an empty room in the sanitary section, I want you to show Lord Glass around. Before you do, let me explain this girl to you."

I hadn't been able to materialize clearly enough to be so active before - but I didn't think that anthropomorphism, or being in a form so close to people, would be so great.

But explaining to Mr. Raquel, who hates magic, who Arlaune is, didn't reject him that far. I don't like magic, but I can't hate Arlaune, who looked like a child - if that's what you thought, I thought I had to change my strict impression of Mr. Raquel that I'd had so far.