Konjiki no Moji Tsukai (Reboot)

"Hmm?"

"What's the matter, Anold?

"No, nothing, sister."

I don't know, I just felt like Anold heard Muir's voice.

Muir, are you okay?

"What if your guardian doesn't believe you?

"But I'm still worried about you."

I told him to catch up with the show.

This is the first time Muir has ever done a quest alone. And if you fail, it's that Laraseek thing, so there's a real chance we'll discard the apprenticeship. I'm worried because I know her.

"Anold... Muir is fine."

"Wii.... Ha ha, thank you. That's right! If I don't believe you, who will?

"Nh... that's it, Anold. I love small children, show my skills."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you talking about!?

Kukli, who was beside him, felt the danger and left the scene with Wincaa.

"Anold....."

"Don't look at me like that, sister! I'm normal! I rather like bin bin!

Kuclear's suspicious expression keeps Winka away.

(Shit! Wei was a bin-bain!?

I made a brilliant mistake.

"Oh, no! I'm a normal person, ahh! You're right, Muaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Anold's screams of grief became obsessed with The Tree of Kings.

Anold's voice reaches Muir's ear.

I don't know if it was the wind or the hallucinations. But I do feel like his voice is trying to push my back.

Mimil was just watching behind her without saying anything. Muir gently reaches out to the eggs. But then, the chick's eyes catch Muir. Innocent, unclean, straight eyes.

"... that's right. I mean, your brother or sister is going to be born."

Muir pulled his hand and turned his back on the egg.

"... Mua-chan?

Mimil-chan, I've made up my mind. The fruit of the tree ...... I don't need it.

"...... but then, can't you take the desired training?

"Yes, but I have an uncle. Even if you don't teach Larasik, if you don't go the wrong way, you'll be stronger."

…………

"Besides, no matter how strong you get, if your mind as a person gets dirty, I taught my uncle that it's not strength. I want to be strong. But I also want to be strong. It's not the strength I want to have to take what we all care about here."

The strength you want is the strength you exert to protect someone. The unwavering strength of the mind.

The faces of the companions who have travelled so far come to Muir's mind. Each has faith in himself. Strength that no one should be ashamed of. That's it.

(----Because it's the strength I want!

When I decided how I felt, I felt refreshed for some reason. I was feeling a little soft, but I was relieved that I didn't have to kill the eggs.

"Ahhh, but I wonder if I'm going to disappoint Mr. Larasik."

"Fufu, how about that?"

Huh?

No, let's go back down.

Returning down with Mimil, he looks for something like a soldier in a hurry. And then we noticed the presence of the mules.

"Ah!? Mimil-sama! I'm glad you're not here, so I wonder where you went... I'm glad you're safe."

"Oh, I'm sorry! I'm always worried about you."

"No, Mimil-sama is an angel to us. It's only natural to protect you."

Mimil lowered his head deeply, "Thank you."

"What? By the way...?

"Ah, fufufu, I'm a friend now. It's Muir."

As Muir lowered his head, the popular soldier smiled nicely.

Really? Really? That was good. I will come again, so please be careful of Mimil-sama and come back to your room soon, as it is hot today. "

"Yes, I understand."

Mimil answered the soldier with a smile, and the soldier left with a smile.

And as they walked, the soldiers uttered words mixed with nose songs.

"No ~ Mimil-sama is as cute as ever. And I want to hear that voice again someday. Oh, yeah, anytime. Because Mimil-sama's voice... hey... but... what?... my voice..."

Stop your legs and drop the spear you had in your hand.

Strip your eyes wide, open your mouth full of limits,

"I'm back!?

The scream roared in the King Tree .

"Hmm? What was that scream?

Anold leaned his neck as Pocahontas to the sudden screams that echoed through the cafeteria.

"My voice... in the garden?

Kuklir turned his face to the west side of the garden as he moved his ears to explore the tingling sound.

The previous scream is a voice that makes you feel quite abnormal. If that had anything to do with mure or sun colour... Muir is reassured because he has common sense. But....

This is not the city, but the royal home.

Had the sun been wandering around in that rude manner, soldiers might have found him and captured him, and if he had entered the royal private room by mistake, Anold would have sweated out on his back by now.

(But if he finds out that Hyiro is a human and does something stupid, I'll just do it... ah, please don't make a scene. And please don't let Hyiro get involved in this scream!

Anold desperately wished in his heart.

"I'm going to the garden because I'm a little concerned. Are you coming with me? I think there's Mimil."

Kuklir casually calls out to the Anolds.

"Surely you're my sister, right?

Anold confirms.

"Yes, I'm nine years old, but I have the idea of losing face as an adult. My head is so good that I can't compare it with my balls. And the song..."

Ugh?

"Ah, yeah! Let's go anyway!

I noticed what she was about to say, but she kept her mouth shut and walked, so Anold and the others followed in a hurry.

However, Anold stopped and watched a live show where he was still resting his hips.

"Ah, sister, what are you gonna do?

"I have work to do. Unlike you, I'm not free."

"Yes, yes, I see, I'm sorry, I'm a free man!

Kukli smiles happily at the interaction between the two.

Leaving only Anold's sister's live, Winkaa and Honeymar headed towards the garden.

At the entrance to the garden, many soldiers occupied it.

It's like a wild horse at the crime scene.

"What the hell is wrong with you!?

Kuklir, who rushed to hear the screams, looked at the soldiers and wondered what was going on. Looking at the situation, Kublai raised his voice with an expression of impatience.

Did something happen in the garden? I wonder if Mimil is involved.

"Mimil! Where's Mimil!?

"Ah, Master Kuclear!? Actually..."

If anything were to happen to Mimil, everyone's faces would be painted with despair.

But now, looking at the faces of everyone here, Kuklir can't hide his confusion.

Because everyone is showing his face of joy in tears. No, some of them are crying.

"Hey, what the hell happened...?

Kuclear's strange appearance of the soldiers drowns him out.

I wonder if there was such a pleasure.

"Well, what's the matter? Why are you looking like that?

"Mimil-sama... Mimil-sama... uu...!

"Oh, no! Be clear! What's wrong with Mimil? I mean, where's Mill?!

"Here you are, cousin."

Pitta and Kuclear stopped moving their whole bodies.

(Did you just hear... that...?

I couldn't help but doubt my ears. But I didn't forget.

The voice I just heard is certainly something I heard a few years ago. But that's impossible. Though I wanted to hear it again, people around me gave up saying that it might not be possible.

That's why it's natural to think that the voice that just came into your ear is hallucinogenic. But a girl slowly appeared in front of Kukli, who was stiffening her body and stopping the time.

Kuclear's vision reflected the girl who had dined with him in the morning and her unchanged appearance.

Forget the blink and stare at her. No, when I looked closely, there was only one thing that bothered me.

I don't carry writing paper and boards that I don't normally let go of. When I wondered what was going on, the girl's lips moved quietly.

Ku Onee-sama

"─!?

There was no mistake anymore. My sister Mimil is opening her mouth in front of Kuclear now. You even feel the love, making that lovely voice sound smooth.

"Well... how...?

I couldn't believe it. But there is no mistake in listening to this voice. I was strongly made to recognize Mimil's voice.

"I'll sing a song together again..."

Mimil moves her trembling lips and weeps. Looking at her like that, Kuclear was thrilled to hold Mimil.

"Ku, it's painful, Onee-sama."

She seems to feel the pain while closing one eye, but Mimil doesn't break the gentle smile that conveys Kuclear's joy.

"It's not a dream...! Good... good... good... good!

"Nh... hah... yes...!

Both Kuclear and Mimil shed tears from both eyes. The soldiers around me applauded both of them.

Slowly Kuclear brought his face to the front of the mill. I gently wipe Mimil's tears with my fingers.

"But why? Why did you suddenly hear me?

It was the biggest question. Mimil's disorder, which could not be cured by any leading physician or the best researcher [Pacion] is proud of.

Of course, the greatest joy is that it suddenly healed, but I still want to know the cause. It was only natural that I should think so.

"That's right...."

Kuklir waited for the truth to spin from her little lips.

But she moves her gaze upwards with a difficult expression. I wonder if there is something I can't say.

It's as if I really wanted to say something, but it's also something I shouldn't say.

"Mimil?

Mimil never answers, so he pushes his back to make it easier for Kuclear to use words.

Mimil glances at the nearby Muir and answers in a bitter crossing.

"... Mimil doesn't even know."

"Really?

"Yes, because the wind feels so good today, I was sunset in the garden. So when I woke up, what a voice I had."

Ku 'Clear became a Pokémon by accident. I wonder if there is such a thing...

But Mimil, who doesn't usually lie, might be true if he did. Of course not at all.

Then he noticed Kukli's unexpected expression, and Mimir connected his words in a little rush.

"Yu, you're in a dream, let me out, the Spirit is coming out!

"Yeah? Let me, spirits?

"Yes, yes. And the Spirit said. I owe you this. I'll get it back one day. Don't forget. 'Maybe the Spirit-san was able to cure me at random...."

I somehow learned to take care of Mimil's words, but if Mimil is desperate to say so, I thought Kukli would believe you again.

But those whose faces turned pale when they heard the word were behind Kublai. It was Anold who was watching the Mills.

(Whoa, what are you talking about now... no way...?

From the flow of the story, it seems that Mimil lost his voice and suddenly came back to life.

Besides, it seemed like it was quite a serious symptom because of Kukli's pleasure. But it just went back to sleep. Well, I don't think so...

Mimir said that the Spirit had healed him, but would the Spirit do that?

In the first place, even if the Spirit has healed, I feel like I will not ask for anything in return. Leave words like that behind.

I felt like another person had said the words to Anold. I like the arrogant boy I know very well.

(Well, you should check this out for now....)

For some reason, if Muir was by Mimir's side, he might know the situation. As Anold approached her, he approached her to whip her in the ear and questioned her about the quality.

"Hmm, I wonder if that's what I'm talking about..."

"Ah, that's right, Uncle."

Muir secretly told me the truth.

"Haah!? That's Mimil-sama's favorite!?

"Uncle! Be quiet!

Muir blocks my mouth. Suddenly, Anold screamed and the soldiers stared at him with a suspicious look.

"Wow, sorry, sorry. But what did he do that for? You're dealing with a princess? With a flash of illness... well, he could cure it, but that would make it stand out."

But it's definitely Hiro.

"Well, if only you'd heard from her."

Exactly what Anold is imagining - the action that the Japanese colour actually took. But there is still a part where I have a little doubt whether the sun colour really did it.

The reason for this is because it doesn't seem to have any benefits.

For Japanese colours who hate basic noise, prominent behavior has been actively avoided until now. Especially since he was not a beast, he should have been especially careful not to find out only his magic.

(Well, when food and books get tangled up, it runs wild...)

However, I understand that this would not be the case if it were the usual color of the day.

That's why I couldn't imagine using magic on my princess in the King Tree, which should also be said to be the pillar of this country.

But the words of the princess are a magical phenomenon that cures disease in an instant. Considering them, the boy I know comes to mind.

"If it's Hyiro, try keeping your mouth shut for a while. From what the princess looks like, you're seeing Hiro, right?

Yeah, it seems so.

"Well, the spirits that appeared in the dream have healed quite a bit, but the beast is quite weak to such a mysterious and miraculous story."

Perhaps a nice excuse for a beast who believes in spirits as friends.

(Still, that bastard... he's such a jerk)

I've made it impossible many times, but I thought it was too important for my shoulders to fall off.

"Anyway, I'm glad! I still don't know if I owe it to the Spirit, but I'm sure Daddy and I will be thrilled!

The joy of Kuclear and the soldiers around him is incredible. However, Anold sighs greatly as he thinks he has done something that really matters.

"Ah, that cousin? Where are your people?

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'll introduce you. Come here, too."

According to Kukli's words, Anold and Winkaa approach.

Anold and the others introduce themselves without being rude.

Introduce yourself, loosen Mimil's plump cheeks, and lift both ends of the skirt to confess with a lovely smile.

"My name is Mimir King, the Second Princess of [Beast Kingdom Pacion]. Thank you very much."

Anold lowers his head in a polite greeting that makes him feel elegant. Even as a young princess. I am careful not to be rude.

Especially in the case of Anold, he is being more careful because his pet might go to his sister's concert.

"... you look alike"

Mimil looked at Anold's face and murmured. Anold said, "Huh?" she cried.

"You're Live's brother, right? Especially the eyes."

Looking at her giggling, Anold shrugged his head like he was afraid.

"But my ears..."

"Ah, that used to be a little..."

"Oh, I'm sorry! Maybe you shouldn't ask!

"Ah, no! I'm sorry I distracted you!

Anold will make you feel funny to keep your head down against the girl. So Kuklir slapped his hand with bread.

"Ah, yes! I'll let Mom know Mimil's cured, so wait here!

That being said, she ran away at a glance. Are you happy that Mimil has healed so much? Her face has remained smiling forever.

Watched by the remaining soldiers, Anold opens his mouth.

"By the way, why is Muir with Mimil-sama?

"Ah, that's right." The fruit of a tree. "

"What? You got it!

"... that's what I'll say in front of Mr. Larasik."

"Eh... ah, I see. Well, it doesn't matter."

"Could you possibly go home already?

Mimil is crying out loud and lonely.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, Mimil-chan. But I'll see you again. Soon!

…… Yes, I'll be waiting!

Mimil approached there. The whisper tickled my ears.

"Ah, um, if you could, then please join Hiro."

Muir hugged her as she unexpectedly thought she was cute as she dyed her cheeks red and lit up.

"Yeah, I'll try to negotiate!

In response to Muir's reply, Mimil had a smile she hadn't seen before.

The color of the sun that appeared one step ahead of "King Tree" was walking around buying fruit and eating it at the store.

Have you finished your trials there, or have you decided to meet the Muirs in the city?

Anold paid attention to the sudden disappearance and the healing of Mimil's voice in the sermon mix, but he gently parries it from right to left.

What worried me more than that was Muir's face. Looks like you're ready for something.

"... how was your trial, little one?

"Hyiro-san... please come with me."

Muir asked me to push the fruit I had into my throat, and I said, "Shall I go?" I went back to Larasik with everyone.

She was sleeping in the basement with alcohol. When I look at you, you're nothing but a bad person.

No, not a rabbit...

"Fuwow, what are you doing? I'm still sleepy..."

"It must have been the Master who gave the test."

"Oh, that's right. Did you get Daiki's Fruit?

Laraseek keeps his gaze on Muir as he raises his mouth. A sense of tension surrounds me.

Just one sound. Only the sound of Muir's throat resonates.

"... I'm sorry!

Sudden apology. Regardless of the color of the sun and Wincah, Anold seems to have been dazed.

"What? Ah, hey... Muir? Apologize... maybe you didn't get it?

"... yeah"

"But Mimil-sama showed you around, didn't she?

The sun colour confirmed that Laraseek's eyes had become thinner in his words.

"Yeah, I went right in front of you. Reach out and I'll get it."

"Then why didn't you get it?

It is not a way to blame. His kindness to try not to hunt him down as much as possible is conveyed. I'm just worried about the color of the sun. Why did you go so far and refuse to get it...

"I don't need the strength I can't get without hurting someone."

Laraseek whispered "... ooh".

"I don't think it's a good idea to talk about disciples because it's true that LaLaLassik was unable to carry out the trials he said. But... I don't think I made the wrong choice!

Strong eyes. Glittering eyes in beautiful ocean colors without hesitation.

"Muir, is that enough for Honto? If you still take it now, I'll forgive you.

"No, I don't want to bend what I said once"

"Why would I be so much stronger if I taught you?

"Still... It gets stronger, even if it takes time. I won't give up!

I don't know what choice she was forced to make. It just makes me remember the illusion that I somehow grew up in this trial.

It seemed like she was confused at first as to whether Anold was feeling it, but she immediately loosened her cheeks and put her hand gently on her head.

I see. I can't help it if you decide. "

"Uncle...."

"Sorry, Master. I really wanted my master to teach me, but I can't help the trial failed. Promises are promises. Hey, I've been traveling a long time, too. I'm about as good as Muir."

"Nhahahahahaha!"

All of a sudden, Laraseek laughs with a tall voice, and everyone flickers.

"Master...?

"Kukukuku... no, I just picked up a really interesting vessel, Anold."

"... yes?

"Very well. Pass."

"... eh... ahhhhhhhhhh!?

Muir and Anold are in trouble.

"Well, how do you mean, Master!

"Ahhhhh, after explaining, don't come near that hot, bitter face, idiot."

"Hih, that's a terrible way to say it...."

Anold has a big shock on his knees.

"I think Muir already knows, but" The Fruit of the Tree "is the life that the people who live in this country value. To bring it here, we need to kill it."

"Ha!? Ah, you were trying to get Muir to bring it!

Anold's indignation is natural. It's like telling Muir to take the life.

"Calm down, but Muir didn't bring it. That's the right choice."

"Hee? Is that so?

"I told you. Muir said he passed. I don't know, until you take something dear to others, he'll blow himself up."

"Ah, um... what if Muir brings me the" Big Tree Fruit "?

At that time, it's a good test material for eagles. Bad and immediate. "

Muir and Anold blushed and sighed loudly at the words.

When I reached Muir, I was relieved to say, "I'm glad I didn't get it."

"Anyway, what I wanted to see in this trial was the way Muir's mind is. This child answered it brilliantly. All right, I'll make you an apprentice."

"Ooooh! You did it, Muaaaaaa!

"Yeah! I did it, Uncle!

Embrace each other and rejoice. I wonder how happy Muir is, she's crying.

"Nh... good, Muir"

"Thank you, Mr. Wie."

"Well, I'm still on the start line. Here we go, little one."

"Yes, Mr. Hiro!

Still, I think it should have been a big step for her.

"Ah, but wait a minute to finish school. Depending on how the war falls, it's not like I'm going to finish school."

For a moment, Laraseek voiced his concern. There is no problem if we win a war, but if we lose, this country could be destroyed.

Ah ~ I see. There was a war. If I were you, Master, I'd have stopped you before the war started.

"I wish they were listening. Especially those who got The Art of Decoration were just amazed at how awesome they are. There's an upstairs."

"You can't stop even a word from the master...."

"Well, I'm just a former martial arts guide. I don't have that kind of authority. I don't know if I've done as well as my fucking brother."

"Really... no, I think the Master's achievements are amazing..."

Why did you invent the "Costume Magic", which is the base of the "Beast Clan"? But Larasik doesn't seem to think it's as good as hairy.

"War. If I could just run away with my painful eyes....."

Yes, this is not a fight.

Can you feel the strength of your opponent, recognize your weakness, and pull calmly...?

Their personality is likely to come back with irreversible consequences, rather than painful eyes, even if they escape.

"The Beast is really simple. That could mean total annihilation. Otherwise, this country might end..."

"That's not true....."

It was Muir who blushed out loudly. When it comes to total annihilation, that's when the future of the Beast tribe comes to an end.

Even if the "Demon Clan" did not attack the beast world, there is a possibility that the "Human Clan" will invade as a good period.

If that happens, the future of the Beast will be dominated by humans. Anold feels as cold on his spine as Muir, or he has lost his word.

Human fear is neither the strength of magic nor the strength of vitality.

That arrogance would be enough to call it domination. Otherwise, I wouldn't have thought of turning the Beast into a domestic slave.

And there will be no such thing as a veterinarian exclusion group. But the reality is different.

"Well, is there anything you can do?

Anold's insecure voice. I was able to successfully finish my studies, but I must not be able to catch my eye if this leads to a ruin or something. Laraseek shrugged his shoulders with astonishment.

"Did I just say that? It has to be."

"That's not true....."

"Or something? Can you help me win the war? With such a weak arm?

Anold had a dull expression on Laraseek's words, but she was right.

Even if he went to war, nothing would change. There is only a small chance that the body of the Magus will increase. Maybe it's just an increase in the number of Wesen corpses.

Larasik shook his head as he watched Anold tie his teeth in regret.

"Well, war intentions cannot be stopped completely, but it is theoretically possible to postpone them."

"Is there such a way!?

Anold was desperate to think about it, but seemed unable to get a good answer, and his face was stunned. But only Muir is staring at the color of the sun.

Sort of. And hopefully, both sides are almost intact. "

"Well, how do you do that?

"I told you. Theoretically...."

Huh?

"I don't think there are any advantages to doing that on both sides, and I hope there's someone who can do it again."

Anold leans his neck as he looks at Laraseek, who puts his hand on his chin and thinks.

"Hey, how the hell did that happen?

"Hmm? Do you know your boy?

The color of the sun appears in Laraseek's vision.

The color of the day is the usual calm attitude, just say "Ah", and Anold opens his mouth to affirmative words.

"Huh?"

Laraseek's eyes shine in the words of the sun.

"Oh, you, Hyiro, Ma, do you really understand?

"I mean, you know how that is, right? Are you sleepy, Osan?"

"Nahahaha! If that's what younger people say, I can't stand up, Anold!

"Numb numb... ahh! Tell me!

The sun colour looked into Muir's eyes. She is snorting her throat. Perhaps she had heard from Orn, the fairy, so she heard from the sun and expressed her will to check again.

"Say it, kid. I'll make sure it fits."

Laraseek, who raised his mouth horn as he tried it, looked at the color of the sun, so the color of the sun was irritating to his gaze.

But even if I kept silent, Anold and the others were depressed, so I decided to give up and use words.

"... hah, listen carefully, the way to do that--..."