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

I would never have told you this when I was in college. "Trust my magic," etc.

Entering western territory and experiencing the air of the battlefield, albeit rearward, my magic was confirmed to be of no use in the battle.

Of course, it doesn't extend at all to combat magicians who change the war situation in an instant. But even if you can't destroy on a massive scale, if you can't even use it incorrectly, even if it's slight, it works.

"I will do anything to end this fight. Let me work not only as a military doctor, but also as a magician when you need me. It will surely help His Highness."

His Highness' eyes cause worry. I can still feel the hesitation to draw me into the battlefield.

I show my will by not turning a blind eye. I didn't hide my cowardice and squeeze my courage, I'm not afraid.

If I were to be afraid, it would be done with nothing, thinking that it might have helped something.

"... thanks, Glass. Your readiness has been conveyed."

"Ah... so, Your Highness..."

His Highness cared that he was turning his back, and he looked back at me as he drew the sheets to his chest.

"With your help. The reasons why we have to do so will be revealed in tomorrow's military debate. I'll get you a seat, so come with your assistant."

"Ha, yes... ok. Your Highness, as for the circumstances of 'him'..."

"I heard it beforehand in a letter. At that time, I wondered why anyone who draws the blood of the Rencruz family would accompany you… Millennia is sometimes ruinous, but rarely acts without thought. Therefore, I did not question the circumstances."

"Thank you. 'Cause if' she 'had first been asked about her identity, she wouldn't have been able to put herself here."

When I conveyed my gratitude, His Highness smiled all the time. When you lower your neat eyebrows and smile, you don't look very much like the same person who slashed countless enemy soldiers on the battlefield.

The knights of this fortress, everyone is. The truth is gentle in heart, but it must become a ghost in order to protect the people.

"... Though you may not think so yourself. Your people are making her act. Presha, Diete, Katie... and Raquel, and the ladies I just met with you. Perhaps it will be more heartfelt for you to heal them than for me in a leading position."

"Healing...... doesn't just mean healing an injury. First, it's a meal. I heard Your Highness is eating the same as the junior soldiers, but that's not nutritious enough. Overall, we need to improve our diet."

Is it a reaction because suddenly I switched to a petition about the food situation, or His Highness was stopping staring at me - even if I was suddenly told that?

"… moderation contributes to making a person's body cleaner and less impure. That's what I was thinking."

Certainly dieting, or fasting effectively, can improve your body's metabolism.

But that's a story if you give adequate consideration to nutritional aspects, and even if you can replenish calories and some nutrition in your diet today, it's not enough to maintain the body of a military man with a lot of exercise.

"When you have a goal to stabilize the food supply, will you let me talk to the cook number? Improving your diet should improve your soldiers' morale and health."

"... I'll think about it. If possible, I wish I could be the first to ask for guidance on that meal… Princess, and I've been educated as a knight, but other than that, it's embarrassing, but I'm very neglected."

"Yes... if Your Highness wishes. I believe my role as a military doctor should be a priority first."

"... change the war situation and create a situation where the enemy is not attacking. It's all after that."

She returns to the look of the Commander after hitting and changing the simple behavior of asking for guidance from me.

First of all, what guidelines will His Highness Astina show at tomorrow's military conference? I greeted Soara and Karin and resigned from Her Highness's bedroom.

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I was fortunate that the room I was assigned was in the form of a bedroom divided into two parts. Each room is the size of finally sleeping, but if I had lined up the beds in the same room, I wouldn't have slept easily.

The college separated the men's and women's dormitories from each other across the school building, and it was strictly forbidden to come and go. Occasionally, a girl snuck into a men's dorm or vice versa, but it was a story that was out of touch for me and Leslie, so much so that it was a subject of chatter.

- That's why I feel like I had a little dream when I was in college, but I was woken up by Leslie during the hours when the morning sun started showing its face across the sky.

"Good morning, Brother Glass"

"Oh, good morning. I have to attend the military conference today, so I'll finish my patient's visit before I do."

Leslie is dressed as a man, but she hasn't worn glasses and a hat yet. It will be rare to see her with her hair down in the future, but when I look again, it makes me feel strange and fresh.

"... my hair needs to be tied and put in my hat"

"That's tough...... no, is it bad to say it like other HR. Is there anything I can do to help?

"Yeah, I'm fine. When you're ready, I'll call you Dr. Glass. Where's Brother Glass?

"Mr. Rendle, right. Until we can tell everyone what's going on."

"... sorry for the trouble"

Even then, he wanted to accompany me, so I couldn't help it.

But if the Rencruz family has detected Leslie's trend, they're not going to give it back easily if they get here.

At the very least, we need to get help from someone with medical skills - if possible, we also need to think about fostering them. With that in mind, I got out of bed and started doing my job.

After I finished my rounds and had breakfast in the dining room, I took Leslie to the roundtable.

Mr. Raquel supports me and tells me where to sit at the round table - me and Leslie are the lowest, almost directly across from His Highness's seat.

I didn't think the day would come for me to sit here - Mr. Raquel, Mr. Presha, Mr. Diete. And there are two attack captains who haven't spoken yet, one archer captain, and some captains from other units who haven't heard the details, all gathering ten knights.

We all take our seats and wait for His Highness to come in. Eventually, the samurai informed His Royal Highness of her entry and the knights welcomed her in salute.

His Highness looked at all of them and put his right hand on his chest as he prayed. Then he opened his eyes again, and when she nodded, the knights returned to their upright posture.

"I'll start the military debate with this. Please take a seat."