I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

Though it's been getting pretty cool out there lately. As soon as I move a little, I'll have a rundown.

I became a sweat Dharma and rolled into the Alchemy Academy workshop. A towel that takes off its jacket and dries off by its moisture inhaled (something I invented a year ago. thick is the difficulty) and wipe the whole body.

My head was heavy because of dehydration and my vision was uncertain. I reach for the refrigerator (two years ago, I succeeded in miniaturization and mass production). Inside, the blue potion made so far by Altilia was packed like a mountain. Drink it off one end. Body fluids supplement, and breathing calms down with it.

(But I just carried a bottle. You're too weak.)

Lord Weiss, who had been thrown around the entrance, shook his body in a rattle and dissatisfaction.

(Damn. Empire. Then there might be some rough stuff. Don't just pull your legs)

It was the way I said it that I blurted out, but it definitely contained ingredients of awkwardness there. So is Cajero, but maybe not all of us are honest about the Spirit.

(Lord Weiss, don't worry.

There are 36 health enhancers, including prototypes. Drinking and adjusting the interior clothes spacing will not take a hint from the men there.)

The difficulty is that if you make a mistake, your whole body's muscles will melt without a scratch, but the cure has already been developed at that time. We're all set.

(Dude, don't you have an idea to work out straight)

(Who do you think I am? It's Philka Leewas, the alchemist of the unprecedented.

Genius would be a genius, and we should get results in an unparalleled way)

(... The Count is a lot of people, but you're an asshole too.

Damn, it reminds me of Rusty and Marua. How come every time I don't listen to people, they just keep coming together?

Even I'm smart. I just don't understand.)

Lord Weiss sighed.

By the way, there's a reason I brought Lord Weiss while I breathed blue.

To get an opinion if you want to speak short.

Orders given by Altilia - manipulation of the memory of others.

In realizing this, we decided to ask Lord Weiss, who has similar powers, to look at the results of his research so far.

However.

I couldn't miss hearing as much Weiss said earlier.

As a history addict, I would love to hear more about it.

(Has Lord Weiss ever met with Princess Lastille or Queen Marua?

They both said they had the power to serve the Spirit. It's not strange that Lord Weiss was involved or anything.

But what came back was more than I could imagine.

(I was just watching Rustille, but Marua knows it very well. Whatever. I'm a party.)

A regular person would be stunned here.

But I'm not. Because he's a genius before all ages.

Look around at the starry sky of memory with Weiss' words as a clue.

The feeling when you find a constellation, if you like. Dots and dots join together to draw up one answer.

(I see, is that what you mean?

Eight hundred years ago, when Marua, the second princess of the Empire, crossed the sea avoiding a dispute over inheritance rights, he said, there was a shield in his hand that housed the Spirit.

... that's Lord Weiss)

(That's what you call yourself a genius, you talk fast and it helps.

The Margarea Royal Seal is a round, winged shield. It's me, isn't it)

(Well, did we, the Margaroid people, worship and serve Lord Weiss unknowingly? Interesting story.

Then let me ask you one question.

The shield "wrapped around a blinking ray and cleaved the demon" and "defended Queen Marua in a sunny vale".

Lord Weiss is a light spirit? I thought it was just ice spirits......)

Then Lord Weiss lifted himself up gently and returned him. Maybe he's going to shrug his shoulder.

(Suppose I correct your mistake first?

Attribute classification. Humans just made it on their own. Reality must dwell in such a beautiful frame.

Light and ice, it's both me.

It depends on your name when you make it appear. If it were "filthy purgatory steel," it would have been called the Flaming Spirit, and if it were "purifying lake's Ethereal Eye," it would have been called the Water Spirit.

Isn't the essence ice? I'm not tied to power right now. The Alti one, he pulled into the world without even calling his name. If my body wasn't a sword, I could have done a lot more.

I wish I was stupid.

By the way, it's my ability to read memories, but I've been using it all over for a bang where it was a shield. The guy from Marua hid it well.)

(The queen was good at spotting people's hearts - I've heard stories about being the owner of demonic eyes.

But the truth was different.)

(That's what happened.

Well, now I hear from you, wasn't that a little odd today, Artie?

I was nodding without a word or two.

Reminds me of the meeting ahead.

Intimidation as if it had preceded an absolute adjudicator. If I noticed, there was a surprise sweat on my forehead. The days she was my apprentice were enough to make me feel like a liar.

(So did Rustille and Marua. I'll turn into a leopard at some point.

The year-to-year kid thing can't disappear, and you're not an adult or an old man. Hey, it turns out to be something else.

As for me, I prefer it. I'm in the middle of it... it might not be a good idea.)

I don't know what the trouble is.

I share Lord Weiss's opinion. Altilia looks much more attractive now than before.

Strong will to dye everything to his color, those noble eyes were brighter than any gem.

That's why I couldn't help it.

I don't know what you mean.

Lord Weiss began to speak bitterly after a little silence.

(The other two are both dying mad. Apparently, it's an assassination.

I had a headache in the middle of the night. I screamed, "What is it?"

If we keep going like this, Alty might be on the same path.

Filka, you're a genius.

Why don't you think about what happened to Rusty and Marua together?

Maybe it's too attentive, but I don't want Artie to end up like that)

I couldn't have said no.

The feeling that Altilia is important has still not changed.

At the same time.

It was an unexpected challenge to the mystery of history, because it was careless but it was leaping my chest.

Speaking of which.

Shortly after the meeting.

Altilia put her right hand against her temples and was squeaking.

- It hurts.