After finishing his speech, the master grinned bitterly that he wanted this to be open today. There was a thick fatigue on its face, and me and Arnolt immediately rose from the chair, and the words of labor walked away from the inn there as well.
The moment I left the inn, I felt a tremendous sense of fatigue that hit my whole body. This is what I am just listening to, my master's hard work in detailing the hard memories of the time is immeasurable.
On the way back to the royal castle, Arnold taps gently and opens his teasing mouth to indicate the bag he was wearing on his shoulder - a bag containing many notes written down by his master.
"I just want to see everything through eventually, but honestly, I don't have time. Let's just split up and read it."
Yes, I looked bitter and nodded.
Accepting the pain of the exfoliation of the then, real-time, spelled master and his grandson, Annette, is very difficult, if I may say so. But there may be some big tips hidden in it.
I caught a glimpse of Arnold's expression. There was a deeper wrinkle engraved between the eyebrows than usual, but his complexion wasn't that bad. But is it because of his voice that he felt less hectic than usual?
"I'll call Elvira again soon. I want to take the time to visit Fralia somehow. Show me."
To Arnold's words, now it was time for me to snort loudly.
As I speak to your master again tomorrow, taking Elvira to Fralia first will be my top priority for subsequent action. There is little prospect for the future that we will not know what will happen if we prescribe the Spirit's drinking water as it is.
But the question is, when can we take that time? Of course I have to make a report on my expedition training, but I also have to submit a detailed dossier of the Spirit's drinking water because I have discovered new ingredients. In addition, you need to load your master's notes - and one more thing to hold your head. Now that demonic raids are rife, we don't know when or which city will be attacked, so we're usually busier every day.
(Over there and over here, not enough time)
Mr. Louisa told me you were being gentle with me and that you had just promised not to work too hard with Lukersch.
Anyway, I just had to make sure it worked out one by one, and I started assembling the schedule in my head.
The next day. I should have been physically and mentally exhausted. Hi. I had shallow sleep and woke up earlier than usual. I still have until the time I promised my master, but I wasn't in the mood to go to bed twice, so for now, I'm leaving the room so I don't wake up Chelsea in the same room trying to do a morning walk.
Head out into the outer hallway facing the courtyard and face the pleasant morning sun. Gugu, and I was stretching out and enjoying the clear air,
"- Whoa, isn't that the lady? Come on!"
When I wondered if the lavish laughter rocked my eardrum, I was called out.
I remember that voice. I looked back wondering when I was returning to the King's Capital and opened my mouth to say hello in the morning.
"Good morning, Mr. Vake"
The left eye can be narrowed if you make a gentle conversation. The right eye is hidden in the eye band and invisible.
The figure was the very figure of “I” 's familiar Vake Buckell.
"When were you coming back?
"Oh, the other day. Even so, I'm leaving again soon. Now it's north."
Veik said with a grin that would not leave him feeling tired, even though he would be visiting various parts of the country in the short term.
Veik also visited my hometown of Emme to strengthen the magic of the junction. - A few years later, with Flor, a young mage whose body will be taken over by the Demon King.
I thanked Vake once when he came back to King's Capital with Lukesh, but at that time, there was talk of my expedition training and it was a bummer. Now that the schedule was more calm than it was then, I fixed my stomach and bowed my head loudly toward Vake that I should thank him again.
"Again, I couldn't say anything about Emme's village... it really helped. Thank you."
The strengthening of the junction magic of Emme's village allowed Lukersch to leave the village for a long time, which in turn led to the discovery of the Spirit's drinking water. Besides, it was Veik who gave him our escort because of Mr. Oliver's mouth.
I've just been given it by Vake and I haven't been able to return anything. Of course I am not willing to leave it like this, and I intend to return it in some way in the future.
When I wondered if Vake had accidentally crouched in, he peered into my face with his head down. Raising his head reflexively in amazement at it, he laughs at this again luxuriously. And
"Fourteen or fifteen girls don't care about adults that way. You're lonely."
I lowered my brow butt and said, turning what was a luxurious grin into some lonely grin.
"A simple man like me would be happy to count on you."
Vake stands up and looks me in the eye. He had eyes that looked away somewhere, like he missed the old days.
Veik, who lost his parents at an early age, was perhaps a child who could not rely on adults. I don't think he lays his past on me himself, but I still don't like to rely on him very much. Is there something I can think of?
For whatever reason, kindness, similar to the gratuitous love directed from Vake, just seemed delightful, comfortable and stained all over his body. Even "Last Brave" he was admired by many people as a personable man, but I know exactly how they felt when they said they admired Vake and wanted to follow him on his back.
"Talk to me if anything happens again. It helps."
Don, and responded modestly, but certainly nodded, to Vake, who slapped his chest plate. That way he will raise his mouth to contentment.
That's where the conversation breaks off once. I was wondering if I was on my way somewhere, and I tried to leave the scene, but Vake opened his mouth again to hold it back.
"Oh, yeah. No, that guy's here now, isn't he? Look, lady's master."
Shaken by an unexpected topic, I solidified for a few seconds.
I wonder how Veik knows your master is in King's Capital right now. It should be just me and Arnold who know about it. I haven't stopped talking because it's nothing to hide, but it's hard to even think Arnold talked about it. Of course there's no such thing as him not being the kind of person to talk to, but clearly speaking to Vake, who's not that close.
So, as a possibility.
"Yeah, yeah. Could it be Master...... do you know Berta?
I thought your master and Veik had known each other for a long time and contacted you from your master to visit Wang Capital.
The possibility, however, was negated by Vake shaking his neck from left to right.
"On the one hand, I just know. By the time I came to the Knights of Chevalia, your master had stopped being a King's concoction. I've heard rumors many times that there was just an amazing cook. I was wondering if I could say hello when I went to Emme's village, but I thought I was away."
I've never heard of your master's active years, but he was still famous in the castle. I guess the famous conditioner who lost everything and left this place at the end of his disappointment was rumored to be of many people.
"Who told you that?
The royal castle (here) is the ancient nest of your master. I'll give you an idea and ask if you still know him from time immemorial, and I guess Veik heard from that person. Then it seemed to be the right thing to do, and Vake nodded loudly.
"Oh. Caspel told me."
- But the word that came out of Vake's mouth was a name I never expected.
Kaspel. Kaspel would be my boss, Kaspel Klarsen. There must have been no certain person of the same name.
I could understand that instantly, but Mr. Caspel and his master can't connect. Maybe Mr. Caspel is older than he looks, he was a new conditioner in his master's active years, or Mr. Caspel, who was keen to study, went after his master after his hiding...
"It's been a long time since your master came to Wang Du, so I said why don't you show him your face, but he doesn't have to snort. Yeah, there's something pretty stubborn about seeing it, isn't there? Hey, tell your brother something, lady. I miss you so much for being my mentor."
- Brothers.
I harden into words that definitely rocked my tympanic membrane.
Veik says that Mr. Caspel's master is Berta, who is also my master, and to me Mr. Caspel is my boss - he was my brother.