The reason Saint Mia is acting as she desires, without judgment of right and wrong, is because this world is a box garden of dreams prepared for her.
Put another way, Mia may not be able to leave even if she wants to, and she may not be able to escape even if she wants to. It's a good thing that you've been able to get a good deal more out of it.
＜That's why I have to deliver my wish to a height that I can never normally reach. It's not that I feel sorry for Saint Mia, it's just that if there's an angel with a heart, I'd like them to collect her as soon as possible.
So, Ally has finally mastered the Dark Healing Magic.
It seemed like I wouldn't have been able to complete the training by myself, but I was able to overcome it because I had friends who trained with me.
Abel, Madilor, Takkun, and my four best friends came to support me at the back of the mountain, and when I returned to the west wing, I was healed by Stila and Jean, and at night I made out with Maximilian for a bit.
I would like to save him as soon as possible, even if he is not in trouble physically, but he is suffering from mental fatigue. In addition to the fact that the healing magic evolves day by day and night by night, Ally's eyesight seems to be getting worse and worse, and she is now able to look so cool that she thinks her heart is going to burst.
It's more of a disappointment, though, because we're both inexperienced in love affairs and the sweet atmosphere goes sideways almost every time.
Still, I was glad when Maximilian noticed, "There's something coming out of Allie's hand.
The dark healing magic, which initially left me wondering what and how it could be such a curious thing, was not a glittering, light-sprinkling thing, but was moist and sticky and black. But I've got enough power to be someone's hope.
''Ally, it's time to talk. He said recovery magic isn't a monopoly on light shit.
It was a monopoly until a few days ago, and dark healing is practically still a monopoly because it can't be used by anyone but Arie, but it's still a monopoly.
You have a promise not to say that.
The flirtation with Maximilian is a bit of hell every time due to Abel and Takkun's greatly chilled out brain voices. I'm embarrassed to admit it. Maximilian translates it into "daughterly shame," so the result is okay, though.
Um........Your Highness. I am now able to use healing magic. In addition to the fact that it is a dark attribute and has a lot of power, it is difficult to fine-tune it.
He even used muscles he wouldn't normally use, and decided to keep it a secret that he'd mastered them with a blank stare. The maidenly part of Ally agonizes when I think of that awful situation.
The spirits (legends) who are present at the table because they are men and women before marriage are all together and open their eyes.
After a while of silence, Maximilian seemed to have finally reached his brain and smiled like a flower, "I see," he said. Are you sure? I think he trusts me because he doesn't ask me, "What do you think?
I've been racking my brains about how I'm going to restrain a saint without any weapons. Thank you Allie, you are the Goddess of Salvation.
Maximilian got up from his chair, knelt down, and took Allie's hand in a gulp. The word "restrain" is too disturbing, but I'm not going to go there.
The crown prince, who is only trying to save the country, needs some covering fire. While her parents are fawning over her to get Saint Mia, she is quietly and indifferently doing what she has to do in anticipation of what will happen after the Saint Girl is eliminated. You can't help but fall in love with that reason.
''We can't let a holy woman who is taking healing magic hostage any longer. As the crown prince, he was trying to find a way to physically twist and crush it, but he was honestly in a fog of five. It's pathetic.
Maximilian, who is too tall and muscular to be the Prince of Wales, says something outrageous. No, I thought, twist and crush, crush and crush, but maybe I'm not going in a splatter direction. He's super intelligent despite his looks.
''The miracle power given by the Dark Apostle is too strong to be used so many times. So it's important to use it, and we want as many people as possible to be there.
I wouldn't have a problem with that. Saint Mia has asked me to re-direct the Grand Ball.
I see," Allie said, looking a little distant. I heard that the big ball was very humiliating for St. Mia.
[Hey, the Dark Saint. I'm going to make sure the Prince can see the Angel of Light as well, so you tell your buddies and bosses who are pissing blood from being pestered by Saint Mia to give them a message from me. Angels are basically timid, but once they know what's going on over here, they'll have the courage to jump out.
She has a pretty avant-garde Muddy Roll voice for an angel. With a gut-wrenching thought that the decisive battle would be the second great ball, Allie decided to convey the words to Maximilian within earshot. I could have stayed away, but I just wanted to make out.