"Laura"
Called out, looking back. But there was no one there.
Strangely, the puppy looked down at us.
I rush to the puppy-water spirit in a hurry.Then he lifted up his soft body.
Are you all right with your injuries?
"Hey, hey, hey, hey."
"Great!"
When I confronted the Demon King, my wounds healed.I don't know if I can still speak well, but my tail is swaying from side to side, and I don't think I can do anything.
The innocent eyes looking up.I've taken a lot of care of her.I can't thank you enough.
I cuddle my fluffy body.
"Thank you so much, thank you so much."
I held the little body for a while, but suddenly the little forefoot of the water spirits pushed me back to my chest.
As he rushed to release his hug, the Water Spirit puts a small bag hanging from his neck into his mouth.Apparently, he wanted to tell me to look inside.
"Malta, Laura."
Open the mouth of the bag. Then there was an envelope inside.From the words of the Water Spirit, it looks like a letter from Malta addressed to me.
I'm a little caught up in using the Spirit like a postman, but they can be a means of communication if they can move through the space-time without any risk.I don't need any special powers, like the vessels of the people of Rustu.
"Thank you. Please help Lukash and the others a little bit more."
After defeating the Demon King, will the spirits fall asleep again?
I smiled when I noticed the water spirits that just said, "I understand."
I brought the water spirit to the concoction room in the city.Recently, I've been making healing pills all over the place.
"Slow down a little bit."
So I called out and opened the door of the concoction room.
"Oh, Laura."
Master!
The master who seemed to be asking me while I was away greeted me.
I didn't expect her to come, and when I was surprised, my gaze was poured on the water spirits I was holding.
"That one..."
"It's the water spirit that's helping me."
"Hey, spirits."
The master stares at the water spirits with interest.The puppy didn't have a particularly alarming gesture, and looked up at the master with round eyes.
When I drop the water spirits, I ask the master who is still staring at the spirits.
“Do you want something to drink?”
I see, can you do me a favor?
I was asked to make a simple cup of tea.
Boil the water and pour out the tea leaves to finish it in no time.And the spirits of the water take the milk with them to a shallow plate.
"Are you here to see Laura?"
"Thank you for nostalgia."
I handed the cup to the master and placed a plate with milk on the floor.Then one person and one animal start to drink what is served slowly.
Bring your own cup and a sip of tea.Then she sat down in a chair that was appropriately nearby and asked the Master's side face, which looked down at the water spirit.
Is that, Master, were you looking for me?
The Master's red eyes turned towards us.I jerked at her unexpectedly sharp gaze for a moment, but when I saw her gently nodding "yes" after she had taken plenty of time, my tensed body relaxed.
This concoction room was prepared for me by Leannehardt.Basically I'm the only one in and out.If your master visited this room after learning about it, she will have no other purpose than mine.
The master puts the cup in his hand on the desk and opens his mouth after another five seconds or so.
I thought you didn't thank me properly.
"Ritual?"
"It's about self-destructive disease. Well done, thank you very much.”
When I was told, I noticed.After Elvira's autoimmune treatment, this was the first time she'd ever talked to her master face to face.
The master's red eyes had a terribly mild colour.I shake my head loosely.
"I'm not alone."But... I'm glad. "
He laughed awkwardly, and the master smiled back again.
The master was robbed of everything by the self-destructive disease.But for me, for Arnold, and for Elvira, it reminds me of the hard past and cooperates with me.
I can't save the master of the past, but I'm glad I didn't show her again that the irrational life of this world of self-destructive disease will be taken away.
In a fallen silence, I asked to change the topic of autoimmune disease, not digging it up.About why she is here now.
Did your master get attacked by a monster while you were visiting your disciple's grave?
"That's right. Former apprentice... Merzedes' father."He was also heartbroken by the self-destructive disease, so I thought I'd have to report it. "
― ― I was supposed to change the subject, but again, I started talking about autoimmune disease.However, the Master's expression that answered was gentle, and if it was not a difficult topic for her, she should stop avoiding it poorly.
Master's apprentice.I mean, you're my brother and son. If you're Merzedes' father, it's true that the tomb is in the village of the Elves.However, the timing of the monster attack while visiting the tomb was very bad.--No, it may have been a good time as a result of being protected by the people of Rustu.
"I've talked a lot." Merzedes and Casper. "
Raise your face to the name of the boss who came out of nowhere.Then my eyes met with the master who raised his mouth.
"I hear you're the master's boss."That crybaby boy... "
A master who narrows his eyes as if he was nostalgic for the past.Speaking of which, I can't believe Merzedes used to call Kasper-san "Kasper-boy".
I know that Mr. Caspere is my brother and son.However, I did not hear any more connections with the master or Mr. Merzedes, and I could not imagine.
Casper-san was an apprentice, wasn't he?
"Ah, yes. I was a royal concoctor, and I had three disciples."Barnas, the stranger who had discipled humans like an elf, and his daughter Merzedes.And the abandoned boy Casper. "
Before falling asleep, the master speaks in a tone that makes the baby read the gaga.
Surprisingly, Mr. Caspere seemed to have abandoned him.I am sorry to hear extremely private information in the absence of the person, but I feel once again the excellence of him who has risen to his current position even though his birth is not certain.The Concoction world is meritocracy, but there is still a tendency to focus on bloodlines when it comes to success.
"My daughter, who lost her husband in battle, my grandson and I lived together in the King's City, and we were surrounded by disciples.I was so happy. It's the best thing in my life. "
Grandson. The person to whom the word refers is Annette, who once had a self-destructive illness.
The teacher cut out the words and drank the remaining tea in the glass.Then, I changed the way I hit it earlier and put it in my mouth quickly.
"When Annette died of self-destructive disease, she fell apart.Originally elderly, Varnas died of a cold years before Annette died.My daughter died after her grandchildren, and Merzedes returned to his hometown because of his father.It was just me and Casper left. "
Phew, Master who breathes for once.No matter how many times I asked, the story of the loss of Annette-san came to my chest.
And I abandoned all things, and departed from the world, and deposited Casper with an acquaintance of the king's city, and vanished.Now I think I've done a terrible thing to him. "
(That's why the relationship seemed so subtle...)
Convinced by the master's words, I was always convinced by the crisp air between the two.From Caspere's point of view, it was odd to think that Master had abandoned her.
However, the master said earlier that he had "spoken a lot" with Mr. Casper.I asked if it was possible to settle.
When did you talk to Mr. Caspere?
"When your lord is on the road."... it was a little bit, but it seemed like the light he was holding had cleared up.I don't seem to be convinced.
"Haha," the master laughs.
Certainly, Mr. Casper seemed to be wearing a fold in himself, but he seemed to be unable to sublimate his feelings.
"I'm not convinced to tell you the truth."I was not convinced, but even if I cursed the Demon King, my grandchildren would not return.If you don't make peace within yourself, you'll be left behind in the past. ”
For the first time, the master's tone infiltrated her with remorse and made her voice tremble.
"Master..." I muttered unexpectedly.Then she untied her tense expression and laughed again.It was a clear, dazzling smile.As if, yes, a possession had fallen.
"A young man named Leenhardt lowered his head.I'm sorry. "
Eh! And then you let out a reflexive voice.
Lehnhardt and his family knew Annette.I knew it, but I didn't show up in front of my master because the brave man hadn't been born in this world yet.
I know how painstaking they were, but to tell you the truth, I killed Annette.The Master had a good reason to hate the people of Rustu.
Huh, so?
"I gave you a bullet in the head."
"Huh!?"
I'm going to shout it out loud again.Then the master smiled like a mischievous boy and thrust his right fist at me.It was like hitting me like this, but I said it.
”Unfortunately, I don't mind being beaten up. I apologize for saying that, but I beat him up to refresh myself, too.”
”Hah, hah... so?”
"Still, that's nothing."It's on the way, but now you're protecting me like this. "
The master took a breath and reached for the glass.However, I noticed that I drank it out earlier, and I said "ah" stupidly.
I asked the master who shut his mouth like he had completely finished talking.
I mean, one shot. Of course, but that's not the end of the story.
"But even though I knew the cause of the autoimmune disease, they--"
"You hate people, you hate people because you have strength."Old people like me don't have that kind of strength anymore. "
The master stood up and brewed the tea in the pot I had just used.I stared at the little back.
Certainly, it's the strength of your body that makes you feel stronger about others.Still, I'm not convinced that I'm not a party, am I still immature?
"When I said the same thing, Kasper got mad that I was just giving up."
Fufufufu, the master came back with a cup of tea, spilling an obaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
“Maybe it is, actually.But I think my life has been rewarded for your involvement in the treatment of autoimmune diseases. "
"... eh?"
Without a doubt, the master came to gaze at her as she sipped her tea.I tilted my neck, unable to catch the words suddenly thrown at me.
Did my master's life pay off when I was involved in the treatment of self-destructive disease?
You must have been so stupid in my expression that my eyes were wide open. The master couldn't hold back, and he snorted his throat and laughed with great pleasure.Then he looked me straight in the face and said with the most gentle expression he had ever had.
"Not everything I did that day was rewarded."But at the same time, not everything was in vain. "
When the master thought he was getting up from the chair, he walked over to me.And she gently took my hand, which still had a dazzling expression on its face.
Wrinkled, old lady's hands.This hand has definitely saved a lot of lives.He changed my life, too.
"Still, that's not enough." My lord proved that my life made sense. "
As a labor, the master wields my hand.It was warm. I was about to cry.
Thank you, Laura.
My benefactor smiles in front of me.A puppy rubs his body at my feet.I don't know, lunchtime.
I thought I was happy. Apart from those words, I didn't know words that expressed warm emotions filling my chest.
Everything began in a cabin on the edge of a small village.The day I knocked on the wooden door with my trembling hands.The gentle "Obaba" face that was hidden under the robe.
That day, with the start of my new life, I also moved when my master stopped.
(My talent is probably the same as Arnold's, not set.)
I've always wondered. Why is Laura Ampère so talented in concocting?As far as I can tell, I'm not the creator of Last Brave.
I thought that the most likely line would be Laura's unconfigured line.If you think about it, you'll be convinced by the fact that a famous concoctionist lives nearby.Maybe there was a story about Laura joining Obaba as an apprentice.
That day, if "I" pulls the setting up forcefully and starts to follow the lost story--
(I don't know the truth. But it's all about dreams.)
Yes, not in my previous life. It's just a dream.The story of a dream with an extraordinary reality.Dreams are only dreams, but they are separate from the reality in which I live.Here, in front of you.
I take the master's hand and get up.And I invited her to the concoction table.
It's been a long time, would you like to mix it together?
Suggest with a smile. Then the master rolled his eyes and raised his mouth to say, "I hate you raw."
"I've never made it side by side."
When I was told, I remembered. The master was always a laissez-faire.I certainly don't remember being taught side by side.
- Then you're talking about Naomi.
"Speaking of which, it was."Then let's make it together for the first time. ”
The master laughs. I laugh, too.At the same time, I reached out to the mixing equipment.
That day, I made my first concoction alongside my master.