It's all one flower.
582. The determination to put your life on the line
Sarotka, a needle apprentice girl, was eager to read the Bible while Kufushenka's manager acknowledged (signed) the letter. From time to time, I ask questions to the spelldoctor Septentorio, who reads the newspaper across the street from the table.
"Sensei, is this some kind of spell, too?
The girl points to the technical book part of the chapter marked "Star Dojo" of the Bible - a technique that describes the sacrament and the Kirkulus' dorsal rite. The hem pattern of the festival garments is a powerful line of words, no matter what.
From the eyes of the girl asking the question, the fear of the people of the lake with green hair disappears completely, instead shaking curiosity and mistrust in the Church of Kirkulus.
"This, too, is [exorcism]."
The spelldoctor Septentorio lets the words written in the Scriptures be cast with magic on them. As soon as I finished reading, a light of pearlescent color spread around the curse doctor.
"Between the words seems to depict a curse that circles the magic, not the letters of powerful words. Hate, I know very little about [knitting reed cuts] scholastic techniques, so I don't know until the detailed effect of the curse..."
"No, thank you"
The curse doctors of the people of the lake finally let them translate a powerful word - a control code of magic completely different from the natural language.
"The sun, moon, stars, and stars of darkness that become void (depression) also illuminate (well).
Sun, moon, everything that lives (all), Heavenly Heaven, the reason (proverb) of this world, protect you (I was there)... translated into Hunan, that's basically what I mean. "
The needle girl's eyes are opened.
"... that, as it were... is the sacrament"
A trembling hand turns the page back and opens the place of the sacrament in front of the technical book. There, indeed, the same words were noted in Hunan and common language.
The girl took a deep breath to quell her feelings and returned to the sewing technical book page earlier.
"If someone with magic wears this, the magic just now will hang, won't it?
"That's right. Even a powerless people will be activated if they receive an external supply of [magic crystals], sapphires and other gems that can accumulate magic."
"Er... is that, uh... unconscionable people who don't have magic can also use magic?
The needle girl shook her voice with her eyes on the scriptures. You must have pushed and killed your fears full of them, but your voice seeps with a strong starch of heart.
"If you put it in a Kirkulus way...... you will. In fact, there are a large number of powerless people living outside the Autonomous Communities. They routinely use [magic crystals] to protect themselves, and they're built into buildings to protect themselves from demons, etc."
... Perhaps the decorative items describe how to make aids using sapphires and such.
Manager Kufushenka is a sewing technician called "Star Road Craftsman" who completed the second half of the Star Road Book.
He says that unless you are a high priest or a technician, especially of faith, you will not have the opportunity to see the technical book portion, which accounts for four fifths of the Bible.
The Sacred Scriptures, which the tailor's store manager was specially awarded by the Kirkulus Church, appear to contain the full text of the items of sacraments and festival dances and clothing within the "Star Dao Diary", as long as the table of contents is shown, but for other items such as architecture, there seems to be only a brief explanation.
When it was time for tea in the afternoon, the manager of Kufushenka came out of his room. The large envelope with wrinkly hands is thick and has a wax seal.
"This is the material I kept in my brother's office. Give it to your brother or the leader of the Asakor party."
Kufshenka's hand placed the thickest envelope in front of the curse doctor.
"It's a plan to incite the Star Way Prostitutes to commit terrorism and then say what they were going to do, as well as the content of support from Artel and Lanista through the Star Mark (Shinobu), a roster of key supporters of Kirkrus living hidden outside the Autonomous Region"
Caged in the weight of the information in his hands, the spelldoctor Septentorio re-held the envelope. Another envelope is stacked on top of it.
"This is a list of the members of the star sign within the Autonomous Community and the factions on the way the Autonomous Region is… the current list of factions that want to maintain the status quo, some annexation of the city of Zerneau and all annexation, and the attribution of Independence and Artel"
"There must be a layer that flows depending on the circumstances."
"Yep... embarrassing story, I used to want some of them merged too"
The old woman who mocked herself turned off her sarcastic grin and put a small envelope on her at the end of the turn.
"This is a personal letter addressed to Amiela. I'd love to have it in my own hands, but don't ever push it."
"I can entrust it to the same person, so it's okay."
The spelldoctor Septentorio laughs and undertakes, leaving his seat with three envelopes in the cloth bag.
"It's a little early, but I have to stay too long to bother you, so I'm going to..."
"Wait, please!
Sarotka stood up and the chair collapsed with a bounce.
The two of them look at the needle girl in surprise.
"Please take me with you."
"What do you mean?
The needle girl answers the manager's question decisively.
"I read the deep parts of the Bible and wanted to be sure."
"With me...... leave the Autonomous Community and see what?
To the curse doctor's question, Sarotka answers quickly, forgetting to wake up the chair as well.
"I think people with the star mark (servant) are, after all, misinterpreting the Bible. The saint said that the magic of creating evil beings like demons of the Three Kingdoms is“ evil. "
"How do you ascertain that outside the Autonomous Community?
"I see the city of wizards. If, as the star markers say, there is an evil technique that afflicts people… I will not be able to return alive."
"You believe it won't, do you?
Sarotka nodded firmly to the half-hearted voice of Kufushenka's manager.
"Don't you think I'm gonna leave you in the mountains?
"Sensei doesn't do that, does he?
The spelldoctor Septentorio is showered by the gaze of trust from the front and has no choice but to laugh bitterly. Tighten your expression immediately and voice your concerns.
"Even if I didn't mean to, I could be attacked by demons and warcraft and separated. There are more individuals in the war now than ever before who have eaten victims of air strikes."
The girl stares silently into the green eyes of the people of the lake. Unwavering determination was rising in the eyes of the colour of the earth.
"Whether the curse doctor says no, or I stop, are you going over the mountain alone?
Sarotka nodded at the Kufshenka manager's giving up.
An old woman from the tailor gives a shoulder to the curse doctor of the people of the lake.
"Could you give us a moment? I'll prepare a preserved meal."
"Sensei, to the point of crossing the mountain... if it seems to be a foothold, you can leave me on the way. Really, even on the way..."
"You might not be able to make it home alive, right?
"I don't mind. I want to be sure of my true faith."
Is it fifteen or six?
A girl of this age thought it normal to be more passionate about other things.
... or is life so terrible here that you lose interest in love and fashion?
In the eyes of Septentorio, Sarotka's determination was strangely reflected. To him who is faint of faith, a girl who does not go old just to confirm her faith, until she says she will risk her life, seems to be the horror of faith.
... No, this is an autonomous community created to preserve the faith of Kirkulus. I don't know...... I guess there's something only those who lead a faith-centric life know.
The voice of the star road proselytizing army confronted at the Civil Hospital remains vivid in the chest of the spelldoctor Septentorio.
"I'm not forced to fight. You stay here of your own free will!
"I say democracy, but such is just a number of violence"
"Is that what you're told and you can convert?
"Even without money, my ex can do anything with free magic"
"From us to the money."
"The people of the lake are with the royal family!
"Because you call us the powerless people and you treat them like cattle."
"We've been dumped! It's perfect to just be born into a wrist-vor and treated like garbage until you die!
It was avoided from the side of the Kirkurs as an evil being who used “bad cause," and Septentorio himself was trying to stay out of it as much as possible with the Kirkurs.
When I was a military doctor in the Royal Army, even in the towns and villages I went to in rescue, I asked, as far as I could, about the availability of treatment via the inhabitants and soldiers of the Fraxinus of the powerless people.
Three of the Star Road Prostitutes and the needle Amiella are the first Kirkuls to have spoken decently.
We lived together for a while with reunited Captain Sornyak and the former patient Medvege, Juvenile Soldier Morph, but we could only have vague perceptions of what Kirkuls were looking at their wizards with as much thought as ever.
... Though I thought they were exceptions.
The men who met in the Kublum Mountains, the wounded who came to the mountains hoping to be treated, and the two of these tailors are similar to those four.
"I... don't know the art of fighting and defending myself. I'm really not kidding, I just have to leave you and run, no matter what, but you don't mind?
"If that helps Sensei, I'm fine. If anything happens to Sensei for my sake, I don't like it."
Declared without taking his gaze off, he also had to accept the spelldoctor Septentorio.