Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

A snowcarriage runs along a snowy path. The emblem on the carriage of the cathedral that I saw from time to time was not on the body of the vehicle, and at first glance it looked like a normal box carriage.

"For inward errands, use this carriage. Don't be afraid to complain that you're related to the cathedral. Because I didn't want to make it public this time. Of course, I'm sure you'll find it interesting that day."

That's when Connie smiles bitterly. The singing princess and band seem to be quite famous in King's Landing, and if there were few of their members on the stage, it would be natural to think that something went wrong.

"If the concert succeeds, it won't be so much of a problem, even if it's a little noisy. However, before the event, it would be difficult for poor quality newspapers to wander around or for gossip seekers to come to the venue. We need to make it as focused as possible for participants to play."

It seems that there are poor quality media and wild horses in every world. Theoli smiled bitterly.

While we were talking, the snow carriage entered the religious district and eventually stopped at a place like the back gate. There was a simple answer at the checkpoint packed by the knight of the cathedral, and the snowcarriage quickly ran out again. The campus is large, and people in white clothes spend a few minutes getting busy preparing for the evening festival and birthday festival. On the way, I passed in front of a white wall building. Buildings such as medical facilities can be seen.

"That's the cathedral clinic. The orchestra is being treated there."

"That's right...."

It took me a few days to get here from King's Landing to catastrophe. No matter how careful an infection is, it can be infected when it is (depressed).

"Is it heavy?

Alec looked through the window at the clinic that passed by and asked.

"It's not so serious. Many of you are already on your way, but you still have nausea and diarrhea... so it doesn't seem like you can play it calmly, unfortunately. I need medical attention in a few days."

Connie continued with an unspeakable subtle bitter smile.

"It seems that there was an orchestra member who gave it to guests who vomited at the inn where they stayed yesterday. That's where the infection came from. That customer... seems to have eaten the shellfish."

Oh, I see.

Alec also smiled subtly like Connie.

"Shawna, you have a cold. It's a delicious season for shellfish."

"Yeah, I guess so. The orchestra member thought he was drunk and apparently got blued the next day when he was told it looked like a Shana cold."

"Shana, you have a cold?

I wondered if it might be a difficult disease like a Spanish cold, but both of them don't seem serious about it. Alec explained to me when I tilted my neck to a name I wasn't used to hearing.

"It's about gastroenteritis caused by shellfish. Shena shellfish can be found on Lake Shena, which faces King's Landing. It's delicious when eaten raw, but it wakes up when it's not fresh. This is also a nasty poison that can infect the patient from vomit and excrement. In an era when the causal relationship was unknown, it was treated as a endemic rheumatism only around Lake Shana, and it was called the" Shana Cold ". I'm still using the name I used back then."

"Haha... I see. It's like Noro, right? That's tough."

In that case, it would certainly be better if you didn't force yourself to go out and get medical treatment until the symptoms settle down. In the middle of the festival, where many of these people gather, it's just a prank to increase the number of people infected.

Noro?

"Oh, yeah. It's the name of the bivalve virus in my hometown... poisonous, but I have similar symptoms. Because it is susceptible to infection, it seems that some food-related workplaces prohibit the saline diet of shellfish by regulations. If there is an infected person in my family, I will not be able to come to work....."

"Hmm. We haven't done that in the Kingdom, but maybe we should. Every winter, the patients come out, and it's hard."

That's right.

Connie nodded deeply.

"Anyway, it seems that measures were taken to avoid contact with the singing princess in a hurry when I heard that she was a patient with the Shana cold, but it seems that she was unable to prevent the infection in her room because she exposed it overnight. It happened one after another while I was on my way to Tris, and it was tough when I arrived yesterday. I should have stayed there when I found out I was in contact with someone who was infected... but it must have been a tough decision just because of the situation."

It may have been difficult to make the decision to be absent in an undeveloped state if you were to serve as a Tri at a famous festival event in Japan and abroad.

"I don't know how you feel, but...."

"Well... but I was able to prevent the infection of the singers and the rest of the women's club, and they were trying to avoid contact with others as much as possible just in case, so fortunately, no infection was confirmed in the city or in the neighboring townships..."

The snowcarriage slowed down and slipped into the roofed entrance of an elegantly designed building. The chapel knight stands beside the entrance and salutes. One of them was seen several times in the guardroom of the orphanage. He smiled in salute, and Shiori smiled back.

"This is the reception. They're staying here."

"Are the other stars here?

"No, they were supposed to be staying at a hotel in the city, but this is the situation."

It seems that guests are also staying at this reception, but it was hardly popular whether they were paying for it.

Entering the elegant entrance, a familiar man greeted him. Jesus Freussen, director of the orphanage. He gently smiled as he waved his hand to Louis, who greeted him with his tentacles stretched out at his feet.

"Oh, good. You're taking on the responsibility for coming."

"Yes, why is Mr. Yens here?

"I can't just introduce you to a round throw. Besides, the children are invited to the music festival, so I was worried. By the way...."

As he was about to say, he glanced at Alec.

"It was Mr. Alec. Thank you for the other day. The children were also very pleased with the great performance."

"Is that so...?

"Yes, there are more and more children who want to be swordsmen. If you don't mind, could you tell me the story next time? The children will be happy."

Alec rounded his eyes and then smiled slightly.

"... ahh. I'll come back when I get a chance."

"Yeah, sure. And Ciori-san."

"Yes"

"Still...."

At the end of the reunion greeting and the promise of the next sympathy, Jesus answered the most serious question.

"Why is Alec here? Can you help Shiori-san?

"Well, that's what it is. We've been working together lately."

After a moment of hesitation, Alec looked down at Shiori and explained instead with a bitter smile. From now on, I have to explain that he is my partner every time, but still a little shyness prevails. I think I'll get used to it eventually.

"... I see. Well, if that's the case... no, should I rather say that it was good for Alec to come too?"

Siori looked at Alec in the face, saying something that contained nothing but them.

"What do you mean?

"... Miss Felicia - oh, it's the name of the singing princess - but I'm really worried. I wonder if this commotion is a conspiracy."

Everyone, including Connie, took a breath into the noisy words that popped out of Jesus' mouth.