Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Address of Marguerite Altner, former owner of the store taught to Laniero and Nino of the Iron Blades (Eienblade), which was within a slum neighborhood close to the slum of this king's capital St. Helena.

This is near the house where Olerie and her mother Annette once lived.

The neighborhood was home to a number of citizens, known as square dwellings, who belonged to the lower floors, with mixed smells of food baking and garbage.

Lew and the others walk slowly through such a city.

Residents throw their gaze at what is out of place when they see Lew wrapped around a small, beautiful coat of law (robe), flan or moral dressed in brightly colored silk brio, spearheaded by Barbatos in leather armor.

In the meantime, Lu and the others gently knock on the door when they arrive at the home they are aiming for early enough.

But Marguerite hasn't heard back from inside.

Leaning their necks, Lu and the others knock again, but they still didn't respond.

One middle-aged woman, who was stunned by surprise, comes closer to the Lu's.

"What can I do for you, Grandma Marguerite?"

"It's still good here at Mr. Marguerite's house."

When Lew asked the other way with a calm look, the woman seemed to be thinking of something.

"Are you here to pay your grandmother a debt?

"Debt taking? No... we're not, but Mr. Marguerite owed you that much money?

"Oh, that old lady got caught up in a rowing loan after her grandfather died. They'll take the tiger boy's shop, they'll take whatever's in the house, and it's terrible what they did."

A rowdy high-interest loan would be the Iron Blade Regiment (Eienblade) or its associates.

Rue's expression is slightly cloudy.

"... well. So how is she doing now? I know you're in there, but are you sick?

"Oh, in addition to the fact that I was feeling completely depressed, I lay sick because I was old. I don't have the money to ask a wizard to use healing magic, and I can't do it from the start, and even doctors don't come to this town these days."

Apparently, Marguerite has been bewildered by the disease due to repeated unhappy hearts and minds.

They haven't treated that or decently.

"As good as it gets... So how's it going?

"Hey... I'm not feeling much better. With that said, you haven't seen her in the last few days. Occasionally we were visited by neighbors..."

Lew gazed reflexively at Marguerite's house and said, "How about it!" He jumps at the door and turns the knob.

But it was locked, and the knob didn't turn and naturally the door didn't open.

"Hey, what!

A woman tries to stop Luu from acting, but the retrospective Luu gives an atmosphere of no moment's respite.

"It's not good! The light of her life is dying. We have to open the door now!

"Oh, yeah!

The woman breathes in Luu's words.

But he gave me the look of suspicion based on what he said.

But Lew activates magic in a woman's attitude.

"Guys, hey, get out of the way! Unlock!

The key to Marguerite's house door sounded and unlocked when Lew rang his finger.

The woman who sees it turns blue and goes to stop the Lews.

"Wait for me! You strangers can't go into someone else's house on your own!

"It's okay, auntie"

Moral takes control of the woman with his hands with his sharp eyes.

Then you were intimidated by the eyes of the dreamer, what a woman pokes her knee at the navel.

In the meantime I could see Marguerite sleeping in a crude bed closing her eyes as Luu entered the house.

Marguerite's age would be over 70 years old by the way.

The small, lean body is like a dead tree, and its complexion is blue and white as if it were a dead man.

The breath is rough and irregular.

As soon as Luu glanced at her with a grim eye, he began to chant the healing magic spirit at divine speed.

"Wind, which is the breath of the earth, earth, which is the foundation of the earth, water which nourishes life on the earth, and fire, which is the blood stream of the earth. I honor that power! I seek, that power! And I give, that power! Do not fill the beloved with the healing of the earth! Now give it to this man!

With the increasing magic of Lou, the atmosphere is straining, and the air is making numbing noises and ringing.

"Treatment (Coolatio)!

The whole house of Marguerite was filled with dazzling light at that moment when the Spirit of Decisions was released from his mouth.

It is divinely harsh light.

"Hiya! Ugh..."

The woman who tried to stop the Luws is letting her mouth pound with her knees poked.

I'd like to say something about what happened in front of me, something extraordinary, but apparently unspoken.

Moral laughs and laughs as he watches such a woman.

"Ugh, aunt, forget a little about what happened in front of you. Forget (Obrievien)!

"Whew..."

Moral sounded his fingers properly to activate the magic of oblivion.

The woman's eyes are vain and out of focus, erased of nearly memories like those two Iron Blades (Eienblades).

"Come on Sister Fran, Lord Barbatos… now is the time"

Moral urged the two to hurry into Marguerite's house.

"Transfer magic with your husband to the mansion... I'll do the rest"

The moment Fran and Barbatos nod and enter Marguerite's room, Luu's metastatic magic is activated.

At the same time, the four men who put Marguerite in it were jumping quickly onto Lew's mansion.

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Marguerite was dreaming.

Where the hell am I?

It's foggy and unclear.

One of these days I can hear someone calling their name in the distance.

Ears soften. Apparently, the voice of my husband, who died last year.

She shrugged unexpectedly.

"Apparently, you've picked me up, too."

A voice returns immediately to a word that is also said to be such a solitary.

"Marguerite! You can't come here yet!

Definitely!

Forget that stubborn, heavy voice!

But... why don't you come! and so on?

'You... I'm tired of living. I was happiest when I lived with you. You were gone and you lived alone, and nothing good happened to you. Didn't you finally pick me up?

"Marguerite, you can always meet Non. Better yet, you can live happily ever after. Come in a hurry, but yes!

"Can you live happily ever after? Hey, there's no mistake! My child with you died early, and I don't have a place like that with no family. Please! I'll be by your side. Please take me!

"Nah! That's good! I told you. You must live happily ever after!

My husband still doesn't listen to me.

But Marguerite was somewhat nostalgic and happy.

"You... are the same..."

But the answer to her whining like that didn't come back after all.

At that moment, the scene Marguerite was looking at became invisible to the dark.

And - Marguerite's lid is about to open right now.

The unfamiliar sight spread around Marguerite as she opened her eyelids one by one.

Apparently, he was sleeping in a luxurious bed and his body was very light and easy.

This place...

"Aha! You're awake, Grandma!

A blonde girl in maid clothes peeks herself with a full grin when she sees Marguerite speak.

"Oh, you are... so, who?

"Me? I'm Alice! I'm a servant of this mansion. I'm calling your husband now."

Alice?

The servant of this mansion?

Where am I now?

"Haha! This is Lady Lou Brandell's mansion."

Alice answers even as if she had read Marguerite's soul (by the time).

Lew Brandell?

That's a name I've never heard of.

Maybe you don't even know your husband.

After a while - it was a young man there at the age of 20 who showed up.

"Ha, Mr. Marguerite. How's it going?

Ah... the shadow looks a little like my husband.

"Why?"

Youth chuckle at words they accidentally utter.

"Really... I'm glad..."

I rarely laugh, but my husband has only laughed a few times in decades

Marguerite remembered the smile of such a handful of husbands.

The moment he heard his words and smiled, Marguerite felt like she knew what her husband meant in her dreams.