After arriving in the Wang capital Chevalia and breaking up with Chelsea and Senior Lina, who welcomed me. Having learned the contents of the letter from Alec, I managed to drag myself against Emiliana for a while, and then I managed to drag her into a sinking mood that she shouldn't stay like this.
Anyway, it's refreshing. It's not good to think too much. Let's think about something else now. This is not a run, it's what we need to do to protect our own minds.
I thought so, and I tried to take Emiliana, who was still pale, out to guide me to the royal castle - but I was led straight to the reception room, wondering if I had reunited with Seniors Lina earlier. Apparently, our boss, Mr. Caspel, called to welcome us - no, Emiliana.
We welcome you.
Mr. Caspel smiles in front of you. His narrowed eyes stare straight at Mr. Emiliana.
"Use the Royal Castle Room, not the Inn"
In a small reception room made for the King's cook, Mr. Caspel and I, as well as Mr. Emiliana, were face-to-face. Not just us, but Chelsea and Seniors Lina just outside the door.
"Thank you for the welcome, Master Caspel"
"I'm afraid so. Call me Caspel."
Where has the usual tone gone? Yay, the words that even come out of Mr. Caspel's mouth are very elegant. There is no wrinkle in the white coat that is wrapped around you, and no heart or mojamoja head looks more modest than usual.
"You must be tired of a long journey. … Lina, Chelsea, show us to your room"
Without breaking the gentle grin, Mr. Caspel spoke to Senior Lina and Chelsea, who had refrained behind us. Then Senior Lina stood next to Emiliana and Chelsea opened the door.
"Oh, me too..."
If Senior Lina led me to try to keep it up with Emiliana walking out, "Laura," Mr. Caspel called me off and stopped me.
Looking back. The smile ahead was gone.
"I need to ask you something"
My shoulders swayed inadvertently with a slightly toned voice.
What I want to hear. That's probably, no, for sure, the Platonovena thing.
I grabbed my fist and stopped. Mr. Caspel, staring satisfactorily at the reaction, spoke to Emiliana, who was stopping to see how I was doing.
"Take your time off"
Am I anxious to leave my side, the most familiar person in this, Mr. Emiliana looks at me with a frown root?
"I'll see you in your room later"
Then Mr. Emiliana loosened her eyes slightly, then nodded small.
Senior Lina directs me, and she leaves the reception room. Pathan, and the modest sound of the door closing, followed by more and more footsteps for the three of us.
Footsteps go far. And when he was almost deaf, Mr. Caspel opened his mouth.
"Good luck, Laura"
"What do you want to hear, Mr. Caspel? You mean Platonovena, right?
I suddenly bump into questions about the subject, even though I think it's sudden. A moment of regret broke my heart that it was rude, but Mr. Caspel didn't seem to care otherwise, but said with a serious look.
"Tell me about the current situation in Platonovena.... I'll ask you straight in, you know the message from Alec Platonovena to Emiliana, right?
The tone seemed to convince me that I knew the message.
I didn't expose myself to delusion, but I wouldn't lie in front of my boss, some power out of my body, as I thought. And slowly, convey the words that were spelled out in Mr. Alec's letter as he dug up his memory as accurately as possible.
"... in a letter addressed to Emiliana by Alec, such a thing. I just didn't read the letter, I just asked Emiliana's oral message. Direct words were not spoken from Emiliana's mouth, but Alec said he had entrusted himself with the future of Platonovena"
"... Arnold's guess was pretty much a hit, by the way."
I leaned my neck against the spilled word.
What is Arnold's guess?
As soon as Mr. Caspel gives an answer, even if he does not ask directly in words, whether the question was on his whole face.
"Arnold dropped in a report a few days ago. Most of the time, Platonovena and I are at a distance, so I probably wrote it when Laura and the others were staying in Anea."
A report we put out when we were staying in Anea.
As far as I can tell, Arnolt had the report delivered to the Wang Capital using it as soon as Platonovena was attacked by demons. Naturally, it would be something different. So maybe he was again preparing and submitting the report as well when he sent me a letter. It would be a report since we evacuated and Platonovena could be overflowing with soldiers and magicians.
Mr. Caspel has glimpsed my complexion. I kind of had a bad feeling about the eyes that were pointed at me.
"Arnold didn't seem to hear anything from Mr. Alec. It's just that somehow - it feels like Mr. Alec is going to die."
- I couldn't answer anything. I also forgot to breathe.
It should have been known by a letter conveyed by Mr. Emiliana that Mr. Alec intended to die. But still, I'm sadly upset by the fact that Arnold, who is probably nearest to Mr. Alec now, felt that way.
He said, "I'm going to stand around so I can stop him."
The words finally exhale.
Arnold is a brilliant mixer and a magician. And I'm not the kind of person who irresponsibly tells you what you can't possibly do.
It was indisputably “salvation” for me and for Mr. Emiliana that he said so.
I just got some calm back, and I remember fu. There was another message from Alec that I had to report.
"Um, the human-speaking demon thing..."
I heard you on the first report.
"... Really?"
Reminds me of a letter from Arnold. In his letter to me, he spelled out that he still did not know why Mr. Alec was staying in Platonovena. However, in his report to Mr Caspel, he mentions the demons who speak humanities. I mean, at the time of writing to me, Arnold should have known about the human-speaking demons.
Then why did Arnold hide from me about the human-speaking demons and shudder that he didn't know why he stayed in the city?
Let us not forget, it has not become clear that the reason why Mr. Alec was so sure of the demonic raid was because nothing was so declared to be a human-speaking demon. It's just my guess that if you think about it, it's convincing.
Based on that, did you just decide that it was information that I - dare to put it badly, outsiders - didn't need to convey, or...
"Laura. I feel comfortable asking you to do this... about Emiliana, please. When it comes to formulating restorative medicines, we have enough people to gather 5 people from the nearby branch to Anea."
It was a tone I wouldn't let you say whether or not. But the look is complicated to see.
He was originally opposed to my trip to Platonovena. I mean Mr. Caspel, maybe he wanted to keep me as far away from this matter as possible. To be told I'm complacent about it, I think I'm fit to take care of Mr. Emiliana. But nothing made me open her heart. I was just on the side by chance when I was just weak. Still, Mr. Emiliana should be thinking of me as quite close.
Nodding at Mr. Caspel's words. Then he gave a grin that seemed complicated and said in a weak voice, "Please rely".
That night, branded Emiliana's welcoming party, me, Chelsea and Senior Lina, and four of Emiliana, came to the tavern in the Wang Capital.
"Emiliana, are you from Fralia?
"Yes, it is"
"Flaria is a lovely city, isn't it? It's a warm city, not to mention its famous flower garden."
At first, the distance was difficult to measure, but the atmosphere became soothing as we exchanged conversations with the puffiness. If you are still a girl of your age, the topic is quite appropriate, and it's easy to remember intimacy.
Chelsea asks Senior Lina, who glanced at her to miss the past.
"Senior Lina, have you ever been to the city of Flaria?
"My parents jumped around at work. I lived in Flaria for a short time, but my grandmother in the neighborhood made me feel so much better."
Apparently Senior Lina was a transfer clan of sorts in her previous life.
"But you know what? You're the lady from the Fralia family. Some days I've been watching from the outside that it's a fine mansion. I can't believe I could talk to the lady who lived in that mansion like this."
To Senior Lina's honest words, Emiliana laughed somewhere uncomfortable. Chelsea quickly raises her voice to the silence that caused her to fall.
"I'd also like to go Atashi, Fralia. When do you recommend it, do you have it?
"Right...... Mephilier flowers are so beautiful in full bloom this time of year. And the sweets made with honey that you can take from the Mephilier flowers are excellent… this may be exactly the season to recommend"
Delicious sweets for beautiful flowers. Something a girl likes. Just imagine, ho, and your troubled breath is going to spill out of your mouth.
I looked at the sync and seniors with a similar look on their face, then I opened my mouth when I looked into Mr. Emiliana's eyes.
"You want to go for three, even on your day off"
"Let me show you"
Mr. Emiliana nods happily at my words. And added, "The Word."
"If you don't mind, Mr. Arnold will be with you."
"Yea! And your stubborn arrogance and heartless!?
It was a quick reaction. Too soon, other than Senior Lina, we wobble our shoulders in shock and surprise. Later, knowing the translation, Chelsea and I laughed face-to-face, while the suggested Emiliana had a puzzling look on her face.
"Uh... oh, well, Mr. Arnold took care of me too... and it's Lina's synchronization, right?
"It's sync, not sync."
Mr Emiliana seemed increasingly perplexed by Senior Lina's words. "Actually, there's a little certainty," I briefly explained to her next door, deepening my bitterness.
I've always felt like Senior Lina hated Arnold, but lately I feel more and more prominent. Though I know how that feels, it's not like before. He's a good brother, the following words came to my mind. - Anyway, I'm not a person who can't read the air enough to speak of it now.
"I wanted cute, incisive sync, like Laura and Chelsea too!
Wow, she imitates a sobbing attitude, and Senior Lina sticks up at her desk. Ms. Emiliana was crying out to Senior Lina like that, but Chelsea smiled bitterly as she looked me in the eye. There is also a slight seep.
From that look on, maybe this isn't the first time I've mentioned something like this in front of Chelsea. While I was away from King's Capital with Arnold, Chelsea would have received man-to-man instruction from Senior Lina, and did she have similar conversations during that time?
Chelsea deepens the bitter smile that was floating, fading the colour of the fright with it. I said somewhere shy and slightly lowered my gaze to turn into that.
"Laura is much better than Atashi, but that's all I'm trying to do, and I'm proud to make you think Atashi needs to work hard."
I can wolf for a moment at the sudden compliments directed at me. But I opened my mouth immediately.
For me too, Chelsea is proud of her synchronization.
"No, not even me! Chelsea is polite in her work, and most importantly, she has an amazing idea for the formula. Immediately come up with a new formula…"
"I haven't had a chance yet."
Hehe, and I laugh face-to-face. While I felt so embarrassed, I was humiliated by the blessings of my sincerely respectable contemporaries.
"Beautiful synchronized love"
Poop, and the spilled word belongs to Senior Lina. Are you out of your mind that it sounded a little like a bar reading?
But in the next moment, a turn away from the unhectic voice, Senior Lina roughed up her voice.
"I don't know about him, open your mouth and you won't, you disgusting thing, zero-interest proper reply, these are the three! He's the youngest King's cook! He wants me to be the one to be dropped compared to myself! No matter how good you were, you don't need that sync!
At the end of the day it was no longer a sad cry. I thought it would stir up the glass in front of me all the time and bang it! and place it on the desk with momentum. That whole series of actions is like a drunken, grassy uncle.
"Senior Lina, haven't you had a drink?
Chelsea and I looked at each other and laughed, then I took my senior glass and smelled the smell, but I didn't smell alcohol.
If she glanced over her shoulder at Mr. Emiliana, she loosened her confused expression all the time, then reluctantly, but did laugh.
- I played quite a conversation afterwards. After all, the heart of the story is also Mr. Emiliana, who is the protagonist of the welcoming party. I heard all sorts of things about her birth, her hobbies, her favorite things, etc. - There's just one thing, except for Mr. Alec. Perhaps Seniors Lina and others have been somewhat informed of the status quo, I too was hesitant to shake the subject of my fiancée to Mr. Emiliana.
But even without that, it was a very pleasant dinner party. Emiliana also said goodbye to me, "Thank you for today," and I'm sure I'll have a more peaceful time from now on than I did when I was Annea. That's what I thought, and I felt like I was finally loosened of my tension all the time.
Mouth discreetly on the container at hand. I passed through my throat. It felt like it would stain my body all the time without the smell.
- Yeah, this is it.
"Perfect!
"Is it true?
To my words, Emiliana, who was sipping beside me and staring at me, came out of nowhere. If you smile even as you are pressured by the momentum, a grin spreads all over her expression.
What I just said was a healing pill made by Mr. Emiliana.
- Since depositing the letter from Mr Alec, Mr Emiliana has become more enthusiastic about formulating it. The Royal Castle has a number of literature on the formulation, and I picked up some easy to read for her, too. It's not just that.
"This note is so easy to understand... thank you"
I'm just a little embarrassed by the notes that Mr. Emiliana put up on my chest. That was a Laura Ampere formulation note, which I put together my own formulation points with Chelsea's hand.
For the first time, I was reminded of how sensationalist I am, aware that I teach people to be in tune. If you rely solely on your senses, you may get stuck in the future. Solid technology and the knowledge to back it up, without foundation.
I asked Chelsea to look sideways at my conditioning and measure the time of every single task. In addition, the strength of the fire and the characteristics of the herbs were actually painted. It was too meticulous a task, but the formulation is a delicate one, with one trivial force addition or subtraction that changes the way the potency is drawn. These fine poking stuffs were supposed to be mandatory, to think.
At some point, I was overconfident in my talent and my work. It seems to me that this master has brought me a great deal of learning.
"No, no! I learned again, too. Me, I'm really a sensationalist... it would have been just vague explanations"
"No!... no, you know, a little"
I turned my eyes around properly to Emiliana, who would take a good peek at this one - and then I laughed. This is somewhere else.
"... sounds like you just had a lot of ambiguous explanations"
To my penetration, Mr. Emiliana smiled deceptively. To an all too discerning affirmation, I finally laugh without suppressing my voice.
Oh, I knew I wasn't the right mentor.
At the same time, it makes me happy that the distance seems to have approached me on my own initiative to Emiliana, who has revealed the true meaning of what is reluctant.
I also advised Mr. Emiliana to take his own recovery pills. Then she tried to stir up the container without showing it for anything - at that moment, the door slammed rampantly.
"Dear Emiliana!
Ha, ha, and a man rolls into the mixing room out of breath. The man was wearing a little thick to the climate of the Wang capital - a messenger from Platonovena, I knew at first glance.
- The soothing air to the earlier point is strained in an instant.
He had a piece of parchment rounded at hand. And without words - to be precise, I couldn't find the words I deserved and it seemed to be silent - I'm going to give them to you here. The cheeks were slightly reddish.
View Mr. Emiliana. She couldn't move a step off the spot while staring at a man because her legs had become dull.
I was ready and took a step forward. Then he receives the parchment and opens it, which was round.
- That was the report on the battle against demons that broke out in Platonovena.
According to the report, 21 people died as a result of the fighting. Since the scale of the battle is not yet known, it is not possible to determine whether the loss is bigger or smaller than thoughts, but while sparing 21 noble lives lost, look for “its name” in the roster that arrived. I followed the letters, praying to heaven not to find them, please.
Benyamin Chepik.
Nadia Mororia.
Celestan Banchelow.
Baldouin Holly.
Yvette Voulei - …….
- Oh, God.
Look up to heaven. Something hot seems to come up from the bottom of his belly, keeping his mouth down with his bare hands. But it was from the eyes, not from the mouth, that it overflowed.
- Neither Alec Platonovena's name, nor Arnolt Rocco's name, was there.
Looking back, I smiled. And nod loudly.
Did Mr. Emiliana perceive everything from my expression, smiling to respond to me, but soon she burst into tears at the temple. The momentum of those tears is puffy, what an adorable thing, like a blurry, broken faucet.
I run over unexpectedly. And I hugged my trembling shoulder.