Hagusa Spiritualist Examination Record - Knights of the Virgin and Healing Divinity

As for Leslie's qualities, they've already been written in a letter from her sister-in-law to Her Royal Highness. I mean, His Highness Astina knew about Leslie and put me here.

It's not like I'm going to deceive His Highness Astina, my lord. Explaining so, Leslie again dressed as a man, interfering with the Spirit of the Air, and went back to dressing as a 'Rendle'.

It should be time for Karin to finish copying His Highness's spiritual markings on paper. That's only half of it, so I have to imagine the whole picture, restore it, and then draw it into His Highness's body.

"I think I can restore the shape of the spiritual mark. Because I'm good at remembering shapes."

"Is that true? Then it is also for Leslie of the same sex to draw on His Highness's body..."

When I said that, Leslie shook her head. I thought it was a proposal, but why not?

"Just now, Brother Glass..."

Talk when you're walking down the hallway, even a normal voice sounds pretty good. Leslie reworded along the way, as if it was okay for someone to ask.

"If Dr. Glass was treated to encourage the restoration of magic, Dr. Glass' magic would be in His Highness Astina's body. I think when I draw spiritual markings with magic there will be a rebellion...... because I can 'immunize'"

"Oh well..."

"Doctor, I think you know those things. I think it is an indication of the kindness of the teacher who cares for His Highness, but this is the doctor's job. Ladies and gentlemen, please treat me with dignity, as I will not turn a suspicious eye."

A dependable secretary - or, normally, this is just preaching for my sister.

But Leslie's right, so there's no objection. Originally, instead of leaving it to Karin, I saw the spiritual markings as I looked at His Highness's body, and I thought I should photograph them.

Failure to do so is exactly why Leslie pointed it out.

(That being said... Spiritual signs can also be drawn in places where you can't say you're ashamed or anything. The basics are that same-sex is supposed to draw...)

"Dr. Glass, I'm sorry, the words have passed. However, I don't think we should ever have to shy away from the fact that women are opponents..."

"No, Leslie's right. It's a matter of concern to His Highness… In the future, I will do what I need to do as a doctor. I can't say anything immature."

"... such a sweet teacher has come and I think you are all happy"

"Hey... isn't 'Rendle' too sweet for me"

The original Leslie was in some cynical places, so I panic unexpectedly. I guess a human being like me is vulnerable to being nice to others.

"If you look at your teacher since you've been here, that's what anyone thinks"

"... I'm self-absorbed, I don't know myself."

Leslie sees me as an assistant where I do checkups and treatments, so maybe she sees something different than me.

Understanding a patient's mood is important. Because I'm busy, and if I'm not constantly trying to be able to see each person's face.

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I receive from Karin, who waited outside His Royal Highness's room, a imitation of the spiritual guidance marks that were drawn into His Highness's body.

"... where the light is faint and invisible..."

"... it's okay. I think I can restore this."

"Good...... then Mr. Rendle, please hurry as much as you can. How long will it take?

"Half an hour or so will suffice. Please wait."

Half a minute - I didn't know that was all I needed, even though I needed to restore the faint part of the spiritual guidance mark and draw it by analogy from the shape of the mark on the lower body part to the upper body part.

While Leslie was working on the restoration in the next room, I heard from Karin how His Highness was doing. So far, he's calm, he's been talking to Soara until earlier, but now he says he's resting.

Mr. Raquel said he had stayed until earlier, but returned to his chambers at His Highness's direction and is now resting. They told me to rest in preparation for that, to start the military debate early tomorrow morning - I'm curious what the story will be, but I'm not going to be called by the military doctor.

Eventually Leslie completed and brought me a diagram of the spiritual guidance mark. I go into His Highness's bedroom with the paint and brush I brought from my room.

This paint is also used to paint magic formations, and is also the first thing a magician teaches to do about conditioning. I will have to procure this if it is not enough too, because the ingredients will not be available unless it is the King's Capital - although the opportunity to draw spiritual signs with my hands is so rare that it may never happen again.

"... Glass, you're ready. Soara, would you please leave the room once to avoid sharpening his concentration?"

"So, Your Highness, but..."

"Don't worry. I feel that I am someone enough to trust him, with a report. I believe in that intuition."

"Or maybe. I'm sorry, Master Glass, but I doubt it..."

"No, it's not impossible either. It would be speechless to leave me and Her Royal Highness alone with the man... but trust me, can you leave it to me?"

"Yes, no... I'm the one who should think best of His Highness's body, but think only of the duty of his squire... I won't let you take any more trouble. We both believe in what His Highness believes."

Soara bows her head and leaves the room.

When it was just the two of them, His Highness slowly lowered the blanket that was stuck to his chest.

"So, Your Highness... I'm going to draw it in little by little, just to show you a part of it..."

"... then it will take a lot of work. It should be quicker to draw the whole picture."

His Royal Highness is right - just looking at and drawing a part of it will take some time to work on, because you will be drawing imaginary parts that you have not seen.

It only lights a pale light, in a dim room, revealing her posture until divine, and she looks at me with her emotionally pushed and killed eyes.

- I could tell I was pushing him to death because I couldn't even hide it and there was redness on his face.

"... please. Am I supposed to keep my eyes closed?

In front of His Highness, who had decided to be ready, I thought I should not shake any more. I nod back and instruct her to lie down.

The spiritual guidance mark drawn from the thigh to the tibia is faint and broken. When I took a small plate of pottery out of my bag, I painted it out and picked the finest of several brushes.

"If it tickles, say it. We need you to rest..."

From now on, before the sky whites - in about a minute and a half, I'll finish the treatment. In order for His Highness to rest a little, we must hurry as much as possible.

Your Highness didn't move at all when I started drawing. He was just quietly raising and lowering his chest, closing his eyes, and taking care that there was no obstacle to drawing.