Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

"Good work, Irma. I don't know what to say... thank you very much."

Marcella quietly calls out to Ilma, who is lying in bed.

My wife narrowed her red and brown eyes and smiled kindly.

"Marcella, thank you so much. You're tired of being with me all the time, aren't you?Go home and rest today. "

"No, I'm staying here. I'm still worried, and it's my first night together."

We can have them escorted at the temple, and we'll have each other's families alternate from early tomorrow morning.Still, I wasn't going home today.

Irma really looks painful from labor pain to childbirth, and I'm worried about how much burden it took.

"That's right, there are already four of you..."

Behind my wife's gaze, a twin born in the morning is sleeping in a crib.

He was a boy, so I named him Bernold and Dino.

Immediately after she was born, Marcella was shocked enough to jump.

My child, whom I met for the first time, looked very small, but I was still just, I loved her.

It may take some time because it is a newborn twin. I was told that, but thankfully, it was cheap.

Nevertheless, I was watching Irma suffer from labor pain, so I had a feeling about where it was cheap to have a baby.

Winter temples are a little cold.I wouldn't mind wearing a jacket or blanket, but it might be cold for babies and sick people.

But before I worried about it, I solved it.

"Human skin insulation" was partially placed on the rug of the bed.It's slightly warm and doesn't worry about burns. It's made of red slime.

Previously, the results of powder slime experiments made at the Scarfarot Armory Workshop with Darya, Lucia, Bernie, Goeed, and the executives of each Alliance in such unexpected ways came true here.

It was kind of strange and emotional.

"Excuse me, can I help you?"

When I agreed to knock, it was the priest with the silver collar and white clothes who came.

Doctors and female priests accompanied her during the birth, but Ellard was the main provider of Ilma's health checks.

"Thank you, Ellard. It's okay."

"The priests are alternating at night, so let the receptionist know if anything goes wrong.Please don't hesitate to ask for help.Also, it is usually about five days after childbirth, but I am a twin and there is a magical relationship, so I want to see how it goes for a long time.Stay in the temple for a while.Your mother is especially important after childbirth, so please take care of her. "

The magic difference between Ilma and the baby, and the twins make Ellard feel sorry for her.

It was also this priest who cured my wife's fingers with the magic of earth with the magic of complete healing.

The child with magic differences was taught the attention during pregnancy, the preparation before and after childbirth, and Irma how to use earth magic during pregnancy.

Of course, I'm sure Goeed wanted it, but I couldn't even think of it myself.

"Thank you very much, Ellard.And this time, the cure for Irma... "

"I'm glad I could help.The people of this Kingdom of Ordine have grown by two. Very happy. "

After laughing so as not to keep thanking him for a long time, he glances at the next room.

"Excuse me, but I have to go to the next room - the Knights of the Royal Castle have injured us.You said you were selfish if you didn't want to know much about the injury, so can I use the inner door next door? "

"Of course."

Even next door, there is a small room that follows, and Marcella has a couch and a simple water field that is large enough to sleep on.They say it's for the family staying with them.

A small door leads into the back room, where the key can be locked from either side.

It was explained that it is used when entering this room with help from twins or triplets, or when there are multiple injured or sick people in the home, in the Knights, etc.

Ellard cuts through the small room and unlocks it.

Then he kept the door open and called out to the back room.

"Master Bernie, did you hurt your shoulder in the training of the Demon Crusaders?"

"Oh, Lord Ellard. It's not a big deal, but I need you to check it out."

"I'm old, so please be careful"

"Don't talk about your age.This is the newcomer knight who just got in. "

"Please tell me it's tough, Ellard."

My ears picked up a name and a bright voice.Looks like Bernie is next door.

Marcella wonders if it was a coincidence, or if it was also due to Goethe and Jonas.

So the door closed.

"Marcella, is" Master Bernie "right?"

"Yeah, I think so."

Apparently, he heard Irma too.

She got up on her bed, and Marcella stopped her.

Marcella, I have to go say hello later.

"That's...."

In the meantime, I thought vaguely that I would meet him at the armoury shop of the Scalfalot family and get a piece of paper with the name of the child written on it.

I didn't think he was in the room next to the temple the night he was born.

I would like Bernie to see my great-grandchildren.But he is a Marquise, and he is a commoner.

I was worried that Irma, who had just given birth, might be burdened.

"I wish I could hug you one by one and say hello, but my feet are still a little soft, so why don't you call me?You want Marcella to see you, don't you? "

"No, but isn't Irma a burden?"

"I'm fine. I may be rude because I don't know the nobility's manners, but if you're next door, I'll say hello.And my grandmother once told me."My grandchildren are cute, but my great-grandchildren are even cuter."

My wife seems to have more guts.Marcella nodded that she had understood after she opened her head.

Ellard came back from the next room.

"Thank you for letting me through.My neighbor was slightly injured, but I'm a little old, so I decided to stay tonight. "

Was that so?

"I'm old enough to babysit my grandson or great-grandson, but if I say that, they're going to scold me - oh, please keep it to yourself."

Ellard narrows his green amber eyes and stands his index finger in front of his mouth.

The words convinced me that I knew my relationship with Bernie.

"If you have any trouble, don't hesitate to speak up.You can name it Ellard. "

"Thank you very much, Ellard."

Marcella drops off a silver-collar priest with Ilma.

Two small breaths echoed from the crib.



"She's fine, but I can't even hear her crying...."

"You must be sleeping."

Bernie was changing from a knight's dress to a suit.

Thanks to Ellard's complete treatment, the left shoulder pain left over from the potion disappeared beautifully.

When this happens, it's Marcella and the others in the next room who are worried.

But I'm not going to see your face.I am here to offer my prayers of gratitude to God, to write the name of the twins, and to deliver them with the gift of celebration even tomorrow.

That's why I'm in this room alone with my wife.

Name writing - When a baby is born in a noble house, the elders of the family write the name on blank paper and let it touch the hand of the baby.It is a desire to live longer than he who wrote it, and to be strong.

It would be a suitable job for a couple of gray-haired people.

Bernie knows very well that it doesn't have a full effect.

As I was thinking about it, I heard a knock unexpectedly.

It wasn't a door leading to a hallway, it was from the next room.

"Excuse me, this is Marcella. Would you like to take a moment now?"

Oh, it doesn't matter.

As I answered, my wife and I stood up from the chair.

Marcella stepped through the door and thanked the knight without hesitation.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Marcella Nuvolari. Thank you very much, Mr. Bernie."

"Thank you for your greetings.It's Mercera, Bernie's wife. "

Bernie watched silently as they stared at each other in a tense voice.

"Well, if you don't mind, I'd like to say hello with my wife..."

Marcella seemed to want us to meet her wife and her son, but she didn't nod honestly.

Marcella, are you familiar with the situation?

"You said you could let us meet?Aren't you pushing yourself? "

"Irma, no, my wife knows everything.The truth is, I have the nerve to come here with my baby, but my feet are still in danger, because I'm a twin. "

"We don't let postpartum women walk! Rest first."

My wife's voice became harsh.However, I agree with the contents.

"Yes, and if you'll excuse me, I was wondering if I could ask you to be next door."

"Of course, I'd be happy to ask."

Bernie stepped on his prosthetic leg and stopped there.

"Marcella, I've just healed my shoulders.Excuse me, can I have my wife's escort? "

"Yes, Master Mercera, I'm sorry if I'm having trouble walking because I'm not used to escorts."

"No, thank you... thank you."

His wife's trembling hands were stacked on the large hand Marcella offered.

I feel like my back is a little smaller than when I was younger.No, maybe Marcella's back standing next to her is just big.I wanted to think so now.

There was a woman with brown hair sitting on a bed in a room too small.

When my eyes met, I stood up on the spot and thanked him.

"My name is Ilma, Marcella Nuvolari's wife."

"Don't wake up, what if you have trouble with your postpartum health?"

"Yes, please take care...."

"Thank you for your concern. But it's really okay."

They both said at the same time, but she kept laughing.

When Bernie and his wife introduce themselves late, Marcella stands at the head of the crib.

"This is Bernold, and this is Dino."

Did the baby hear his father's voice - Bernold opened his eyes and Dino reached out a little to grab something.

There is no word for being too cute.The couple were just staring silently.

"Thank you for your patience.If you can, please give him a hug. "

"Thank you, Ilma, but I don't deserve to hold her in my arms..."

"Neither do I."

Without even reaching out, my wife and I hold a tight fist.Keep your voice still in the palm of your nails.

"Excuse me, Marcella. As long as I admit to them."

"That's not the word I get.But I'm happy to be here. "

Marcella said that without reproach or forgiveness.

His brightly colored eyes resembled those of his son.

"Um! I would be very timid to say, but if Marcella hadn't lived as a commoner, she wouldn't have met or become a couple."

The fatigued face of the child, and the grandson's wife, who still had clear eyes, turned to them.

"Thank you so much for giving me the name Marcella.Therefore, I would like to thank you for the happiness that you can enjoy with me, and to make sure that you are happy with these children. "

Bernie nodded deeply at Irma, who told them straight away.

Next to me, my wife nodded twice.

"Thank goodness, Marcella, you really have a good wife..."

"I really think so too....."

"I am absolutely confident about this!"

"Hey, Marcella! What are you talking about?!"

Irma's face turned red to protest against her lost grandson.

They look good on each other.

"Hahaha... after completely falling in love"

It really suits you.

Because the four adults laughed at each other, the babies moved their hands and feet.I couldn't help but notice the love.

"She's a little light because she's a twin, but she's very healthy."

Marcella and her wife held the baby.

Bernie can't move at all due to the unexpected warmth.

"Bernold, get well and grow up..."

"Dino, please be healthy for a long time..."

Congratulations, don't make your voice tremble, so do your best.

Oh, really - both kids are light, but heavy.

The two babies were each held alternately in their arms, and their sad sleeping faces were carved into their eyelids.

Thank you, Marcella, Ilma.

"Thank you so much. Please, take care of yourself both."

I'd really like to stay next door, but Ilma needs to rest right away, and Marcella will be tired.

After thanking each other, the couple returned to their original rooms.

"Goat's milk must be sent tomorrow."

"I made arrangements before I came. It will arrive tomorrow morning."

"I see. Now I have to write my name and give it to you sooner."

"I just put it in a briefcase and write it down.I also have practice papers and samples. "

He is the wife of "ready" Shizuishi.

I remember the night I talked about Marcella, Bernardi's son and his grandson, and I was struck by the idea of making an additional donation to the temple to arrange goats, one after the other.

The Marquis retired with herself, but she still seems to be a long-held aristocratic lady.

"Just in case, let me check your name spelling again."

"Oh, Marcella wrote it the other day."

Bernie continued his words as he took notes from his inner pocket.

"Bernold and Dino are always good names.Each spelling comes from "Bernardi" - "

As for the explanation, the voice was blurred.

The weight of the baby rising unexpectedly to the arm.

It is not the children of the great-grandchildren of Marcella just now.

Bernardi Drazi - Already deceased, the son of the end.

It was my great-grandfather's younger brother who smiled and wrote his name.

I was blessed with health, grew up fast, and quickly lost my back.

Sword practice was self-taught, and even if my parents' desires were removed, I was a knight with arms.

If the sword is too light, it turns into a big sword, and if it is too light, it turns into a hammer (Warhammer).

Yet when I crushed the ghost (Goblin) colony, I hid and cried.

He was a proud son with a strong body and a gentle heart.

When Bernardi was a baby, it was really light and heavy.

Fighting Hydra, there was not even a trace of ash at the end.

Bernie didn't cry in public because he called it a knight's honor as a monster crusader.

Still, I've been thinking about Bernardi's death.

I had taught sword practice since I was a child and recommended the great sword, so I would die as a knight.

Since I was a member of the Monster Crusader, I would have followed his back and died as a member of the team.

If I had allowed myself to accompany Marcella's mother that day, I would have survived.

Isn't this who killed your son, Bernardi?

No one can answer that question.

He had a great deal of regret, and drank as much remorse as the sea.

But don't do that at all.

I can't afford to be old anymore.

And the son fought for his life as a knight, and kept the future of the kingdom, and the future of his sons and grandchildren.

Then we must protect ourselves, who are still alive, and the Kingdom of Ordine.

Otherwise, as a knight, as a father, I don't have the face to see my son there.

"... here's the spelling of my great-grandchild's name."

Loosen your gripped hand and open a bi-fold note to show your wife the letter.

But I can't read the letter at all.

"Absolutely... my old eyes are hard. I can't see blurry...."

"Yes, really... I can't see the front anyway..."

My wife seems to be the same, rubbing and scrubbing, my vision is all wet and distorted.

Bernie stretches out his arms to keep his wife from falling and herself from shaking.

The old couple held each other together for a long time.