''I'm wondering if you're here, Stila-sama.........?
Allie spoke fearfully to a girl in a dress too shabby to be called a princess.
The little girl, who is small for a 10-year-old - even smaller than Jean, who grew up poor and sickly - and who is frighteningly thin, nods her head, her eyes wide open and dazed.
＜Hey, hey, hey, hey! >
When I was Duchess Alicia, I had never seen people in any real sense of the word in distress.
But Baroness Ally knows this. This girl is living a much harder life than a child born in the poor Baronet of Clunea.
"Please forgive my rudeness in touching you, Master Stila. When was the last time you had dinner? What about the bath? How many servants do you have in this detached palace?
Allie unzipped her pack, knelt down and hugged Stila up.
The girl's dazed mouth began to twitch.
Let's see...I think I ate it about three days ago...I think I took a bath a week ago...I don't seem to have a servant...I don't seem to have a servant...
''The servants of the Detached Palace should all be summoned to heaven, right? In the meantime, I'd like to pray that various parts of the royal family will recede.
Allie stood up, holding the small, light girl in a side hug, far short of the average height and average weight of a ten-year-old.
''I'm Arie, I'll be serving Stila-sama from today! I'll make you some digestible porridge right now, so you'll have to wait!
With all the arm and leg strength she'd built up from working in the fields since she was six, Allie rushed into the room that caught her eye, holding Stila.
The fact that I was out in the hallway, even though it was already winter, made me guess that there was no room with a fireplace in it.
I laid Stila down on another old sofa in the living room, too shabby for the princess to live on, and draped her coat over the top of it, which I took out of my bag.
It's a great way to get the most out of your life.
You see, Princess, I'm going to leave your side for a moment, but that's just outside chopping wood. I'm very confident about my voice. I'll be singing to you outside for a long time, please wait for a moment!
Stila, who smiled weakly, was adorable. Allie bit her lip, fought back tears, and darted out the window to save time.
＜Baroness has a bit of a thing? Stila-sama's life is more important than that! >
It's a royal villa, so there was also a warehouse. However, there is nothing in the place where the firewood should be stored.
＜Ugh, the firewood must be dried naturally... but we'll just have to use magic...
Singing loudly, Allie chopped down a tree with her stiff arm. He mass-produces firewood with the hands he learned from living in poverty. However, the raw wood is full of moisture and cannot be used as it is.
'Hear my command, Holy Spirit of the Wind! Let's get the wood here to dry nice and dry!
Allie yelled, thrusting her hands out in front of her. The blue light that sprang from the palm of my hand enveloped the firewood, making a swooshing, astringent sound.
＜It's not just a lot of money, it's a lot of money. I didn't want to use it, but there's no other way around it.
As it is, wind magic is used to carry the firewood, and then fire magic is used to ignite it.
Allie darted indoors through the window again, stroking Stila's cheek before asking where the kitchen was.
The kitchen is that way... but I'm lonely, so I want you to stay here....
It's just a little bit! If you'll just wait a minute! I'll keep singing to you!
Allie ran to the kitchen, almost crushed by guilt.
＜Ughhhhh, I guess we'll just have to do this all by magic...! >
It takes a lot of physical strength to use magic. It also takes mental strength. So it's often easier not to use it, but if you do, it's an overwhelming time saver.
"Holy Spirit of water, Holy Spirit of fire, give me strength!
The kitchen was pretty messy. It doesn't look like a good servant was here.
The light emanating from Allie's hand created a swirl of water that cleaned the grimy pot. The fire came on in the kettle and the water boiled in an instant.
'Dance with the wind, I'm going to chop up some food you can already eat anyway!
Potatoes and oats were in stock, so Allie magically threw them into the pot.