Muimui-tan

- One...

I stabbed Forrest Wolf with a todome. Type 14 is coming to me. There was a slightly vibrating crimson queen in her hand. Well, maybe Lady Crimson led Type 14 to me.

I try to speak to Type 14, but I don't have that voice - the Book of Heaven doesn't activate.

"Master, excuse me"

Type 14 twitches me in the cloth and carries me like that.

"Master, bear with me for a while longer"

And run through the woods. Running through the woods quietly to keep me from hurting.

I saw a small settlement as I ran through the woods, which seemed to grow for a few days.

"Master, I'll get you some water, a drink, some water."

I'm definitely thirsty. Yeah, it does seem to burn your throat. The only water I drank was rainwater a few days ago. Honestly, I live a lot.

Type 14 moves through the settlement. Then one young man spoke to me.

You seem to be pointing at me and saying something, but I don't understand what you're saying.

"This, it's not. This is my master."

Type 14 is answering something.

It appears that Type 14 continues to negotiate while curbing the frustration that is likely to explode now. And he was giving away one gold coin and receiving the water in the pot. This water is one gold coin? It can't be.

Type 14 moves away from the settlement and slowly unloads me from the back of the candlestick. And force the water I received into my mouth earlier.

Master, it's water.

But some of that water - water that wasn't absorbed - overflows from beneath my body. Ha, pierced.

Master, it's water.

Type 14 pours water into my mouth again. But the situation remains the same.

I saw me like that. Model 14 rises to decide what it is.

"Master, I'll hurry. I shake a little, but I want you to forgive me."

I can only stare at Type 14. I asked for it.

- Two...

Type 14 runs. Run through the 'cliffs of the moment' leading from the Shinto kingdom to the labyrinth city. He fights the Warcraft while covering me, scratched, but still protects me and runs.

And we arrived in the labyrinth city.

Type 14 is headed to the branch of the new Noalj Chamber of Commerce.

Labyrinth City Noalj Chamber of Commerce Branch, among which was Fallin. Fallin, who was busy skipping directions to employees, notices me and Type 14.

Big Fallin rushes over to us, sees me, and weeps with a shout of surprise or something. I wonder if this is a tear in the eyes of a ghost.

But it was quick for Fallin to get back on his feet. Immediately he waves away his tears and gives instructions to those around him with a resolute expression.

Fallin whispers something to Type 14. I heard that. Type 14 walks towards the back of the branch office with me on my back. Half-melted my body is placed on a bed like the dormant room behind it. What, what's starting?

After a while, the skinhead old man pounded his fist and the Mohican-headed old man came angry over his shoulder. The skinhead and Mohican old man I found out about - Glucon and Quattro. The two of you look at me, take a breath, and scream out loud about something.

People in robes come in as they follow the old men.

And the old man screams, again. Various words fly from those in robes as they follow. But I don't know what you're talking about.

……

A light is born over me. Water is born. Trees are born. Various healing magic flies in and out of the way.

Could it be the healers!?

"Master Lan, the connected edge of Master Lan -! Gentlemen, for Master Lan! An empty healer came for me!

Words of Fallin - Words!? I get the word!

"Shit! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

Mohican pounds his tongue.

"This many healers have gathered!

The skinhead old man slaps his fist to the ground with regret.

The pain eased and everyone's words became clear - but my body didn't regenerate. Could it be because the days are too long gone!?

Heavy air flows through the room.

"Is this happening!

"That's right. This is what happened."

The two old men are going to regret it.

"Yes!

Fallin looks up.

"Hey, Miss Ghost, you got something?

"Yes. If it's called the Hot Springs of Recovery where Master Lan was made, maybe..."

Oh, that one!

"Hey, where is that?

"There is!

Two old men cram into Fallin. Fallin steps back into the momentum.

"Oh, you know, it's in a country called Gracia where Master Lan was made..."

Two old men look at Fallin's words, and look at me.

"Did you hear that?

"You heard that, didn't you?

The two old men are checking with the other healers.

"He said the potato worm made the country!

"Seriously!

Type 14 is faceless, but I was drifting a white look and watching the two old men. I don't know, I'm in this situation, and I'm looking at these old people, and I'm like, "Wait!

If you're going back to Ice Palace, you just have to open the compact! It'll all be resolved in an instant!

I send my sights to Type 14. Notice, notice!

"Master, what's wrong with you?

You sensed my gaze. Type 14 responds. Yeah, yeah, compact. It's compact!

Type 14 wanders his gaze and moves looking for something as if he were dancing even in a strange dance. And slap your hands big.

"Master, this is it"

Type 14 retrieves the compact. And I opened it up and showed it to him. But there was no response. No way, it broke with the impact of the explosion?

Ha, well, that's not going to work...

"This can't be helped."

"That's right. Why don't you go and taste the hot springs of its recovery?"

"Right. If that's awesome, we'll spread the word."

The two old men laugh at me.

Really, these old people...

"Dear Run, I will prepare you for your journey!

Fallin was pounding his big chest. Oh, yes. Please.