Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

Whew, I poke my hand aggressively, but I hug every brilliant witch outfit.

It's a moment of heartfelt happiness in old clothes.

'What do you say, how does it feel to be all over the garbage!

I hear the boy's totally excited, and he's trying so hard to get something together.

(-... oh?)

Leo, who had also originally experienced a part-time garbage pickup - and Weitz's garbage smelled a few more steps - was rather blinking his eyes and testing its contents.

(I knew this was Mandall's skin! Yeah, this, this is how you use it. Ah!

"What do you think, you know what it's like for us to be despised for trash?

(It's carved, I'm sure, to make it easier to mix... Oh, you're rubbing the surface a little too, strengthening the fragrance? I see, rubbing it while eating doesn't take a lot of work. Awesome, take this with you as a sample)

'Ha, no words!

(Finished mandal skin to make it a powerful deodorant without hanging gold...... I feel Elando's wisdom! Pa Hey, Elando Lower Town Quality!

Ignoring the boy's remarks and other cancer, Leo moistened his eyes with excitement.

Again, it's good to be here.

A lot of discoveries I didn't meet that were caged near the cathedral are overflowing this lower town.

(Thanks, boy!

The moment Leo looked up all the time, still nodding at Mount Waste, trying to convey his thanks to the boy who inspired him.

"What are you doing!

"Dear Leonora!

The Weitz language of the voice I saw shook my eardrum.

Seeing the girl's predicament, she finally ran over the female officer, Gustav and Kai.

Gustav quickly grabbed the boy's arm and restrained him, and when Kai knelt beside Leo, he wiped his hand with a removed handkerchief worthy of value.

"Dear Leonora...! Oh, my goodness...!

That's how I stare up at the boy.

In those almond-shaped eyes, the agitation and frustration that had been sigging in by the time I got here, was shaking in flames.

"Do you know what you've done!

Much anger, my voice trembles.

It was a thought that made me want to yell at the Spirit with disrespect when I wondered why all this would come down to my wanting husband.

Abused but not losing a clean heart, good master.

The trials the Spirit gives to his master, who has so many souls, are always too harsh.

Take away your mother, take away your safe childhood.

If you think you have finally allowed the Marquis to take refuge and the love of the prince, now you give them the difficulty to be worthy of it.

How meticulous it would have been to burn your skin to the exotic sun and expose yourself to the malice of stripping in humble lands, believing that this was a test for obtaining blessings.

Disturbed by the heat, he said, "Mother!" and raised a sad cry.

Give it away, dirty, get pounded by a pile of garbage, etc.

Kai felt blinding anger when she saw the girl nodding to the pile of trash as she moistened her eyes and shook herself.

and then,

'Hey... Hey! Amen...... what are you guys going to do!

'Are you going to obstruct the sacred trials!

The ladies, who were being overtaken, rush over here.

Kai said it back in Weitz, regardless, to those of them who were speaking early Ellandic and were somehow raising their words of protest.

"Mother, are you heartbroken with a girl who shook your voice! It is to you that the punishment of the Spirit descends!

'What...?

"Kaasama......?

Only swordswallowing seems to have been conveyed, but unfortunately we cannot communicate the full will.

As he stuffed his voice in the middle of nowhere, Gustav, who was holding the boy across the street, skipped the instructions in a sober voice.

"My servant. I'll take the protest in the land of Eland. You, go back to Weitz and tell your Excellency and highness about this. Not to mention, it's beyond the realm of trial. This is a national affront."

"Yes......!

Nodding forcefully, but lowering his eyebrows at the next moment.

When I return to Weitz, I will be away from my husband.

Even though I said I had less protection, I wasn't worried about that.

"Um... shouldn't it be in the form of flying a decree...?

You perceived the concern, Gustav becomes a "sort of" face.

But when he raised his eyebrows gently, he let his shoulders shrug.

"I know how you feel, but to that (...) Your Highness, that (...) Your Highness, right? Wrong way to tell, there will be war at once. But that's not a good idea. Things need to be communicated delicately and without a single shard deficiency. - You know what I'm talking about?

".................. Yes"

He swallowed the seriousness of the matter, and Kai snarled his throat.

That's how I change my expression and turn back to the girl I was covering behind.

She looked up at this one bewildered, seemingly completely left behind by the sudden appearance of Kai and the subsequent exchange.

"Yeah... Kai...? Um, what the hell is this...? I don't know... I'm fine, right? For my sake, please don't dispute...?

It's like a heroine line in a romance novel, but as for Leo, it's true without a multiplier.

I thought it was an easy solo trip, but suddenly Kai and I showed up and detained the gizzard heart boy, and it kind of took care of me.

But Kai, who took the statement as another self-sacrificial statement, frowned.

Girl who insists she's fine with being attacked.

Because he's such a master, his surroundings, more than his own, have to move to protect her.

"... Dear Leonora. When will I leave you, but I will be back soon."

"Huh? Ah, ha...?

"Holy Knight. I asked for the rest......!

"Kai!?

Quick to say, Kai quickly ran off the spot.

Anyway, I can't help blaming the boys and the women for not being able to speak Erlandic, and Gustav if you're a guard.

Then he thought he should turn to Weitz as soon as possible and complain about the girl's condition.

"Uh..."

Leo leaked a grunt of confusion to his disciple, who ran away with a grievous readiness.

I'm a little worried about the increasingly emotional ups and downs of my disciples these days, although I haven't been able to keep up with this development itself.

Or has he really gone back to Weitz?

I hope I didn't accidentally tell the Marquises something weird and let them go on fire.

If an overprotective Kai pulls an overprotective couple or Marquis army, it would be a bit (...).

(No... it will take a whole day for me to get back to Richiert, so I'll be able to go without changing tomorrow's escape plan, but I say, Kai and I don't know if this is the last goodbye...)

What a halfway breakup, you miss me, frowning.

But, well, when most of it cooled down, Leo, who had broken it off, finally turned his gaze back on the boy who had caused this.

and

What the fuck! You're gonna tie me up!

The boy, who seems to have remained in Gustav's custody for a long time, starts making a good noise.

He screamed distorting his brown face as he was surrounded, even grabbed by his arms, and could no longer fit.

I'm telling you, I don't apologize. It was this woman who insulted me first! As much as I'd like the Spirit to praise me for punishing you properly!

"What? You... '

When Gustav narrows his eyes softly, the signs around him begin to become urgent.

The boys and women also breathed for a moment in a fierce atmosphere, as if it were a beast stripped of its fangs.

But...

"Dr. Gustav. Stop, please."

At that time, a voice sounded as if it were clean water, and the ambient air loosened.

The girl, the owner of the voice, touched Gustav's arm with a troubled face and gently pulled him off the boy, turning her eyes round and looking at this one, now smiling with a grin.

Of course, you don't have to apologize at all.

In that way, surprisingly enough to suit the boy, or not to speak with the nuances of a faint slang.

'Excuse me. Because of the boring Ellandic language, you misled me, didn't you? I had no intention of making fun of you. I was just wondering how to handle your garbage, and I was just trying to ask.'

"Huh...?

'There, let me correct you. Oh, and one more correction.'

The girl took the boy's hand with that idle hand and carefully drowned her head.

'What you gave yourself is teaching, not punishment. So I want to thank you. Thank you.'

'Nah... what...?

The boy clogged much of his confused voice.

I can't believe the girl was just trying to ask about how to handle the garbage.

Besides, I can't believe you're thanking me, not blaming me, for pushing me to Mount Waste early.

Sometimes a heartbeat rushes through a hand in contact.

Its white, thin arms were still beautiful even when touching the garbage, with a refreshing scent of citrus from his fingertips.

The girl gently narrowed her purple eyes, which she had never seen in Eland, and smiled.

"Thanks to you, I know your lives better. I was in the diocese, but I didn't know. '

This surprised not only the boy, but the surroundings that watched him interact.

From that statement, it is clear that the girl is trying to reach out to the slums of Elland for understanding and charity.

In particular, Gustav, who knows that the girl used to run to avoid water shortages, immediately realized that she would also be heartbreaking to the people of Eland this time around.

Understand life.

That would mean leaning on the poor people who live in garbage.

Instead of being thrust up by a pile of garbage and hurting her, she was heartbroken by the layering of people's lives there.

The boy, who apparently came up with a similar thing, just shook his voice, 'Ah...'

He no longer had a dark-haired girl smiling softly, even in the garbage, who seemed like a spirit of light.

'Um... Shh, excuse me. Um... me...! Ho, I'm so sorry!

"So you don't have to apologize."

I dare you to speak in a shattered manner, even with that care. Also, venerable.

Totally losing words to its mercifulness, the girl shrugged as she remembered as she glimpsed down her dirty outfit, approximating her standing surroundings.

'Yes, praise. Back in the cathedral, I still had a job to praise the land of the Spirit of Light...'

On the evening of the second day of the Covenant Festival, there is a ritual in which the splendour of the land, which each saw, is played on the Spirit of Light.

The girl, who was taking her feet a long way away, fit in when it was time to start turning back.

'... now that I'm back, it's about ritual initiation. Perhaps you don't have time to get rid of this stain and get in touch'

Until then, Kaje, who had kept silent, pointed that out.

The voice was riddled with a little - yes, just a little, worrying and sorry for the girl.

'Really? It's okay,' cause I'm leaving like this. '

"Huh...?

It was the Kajes who were confused. Even it was harassed and sent, a cloth-like costume.

And I didn't know it was good to stay dirty because of the waste.

"Oh, if it's too dirty... no, it's dirty. Is that what the Spirit cares about?

'No... the Spirit is imprisoned by noble bitches, so long as his soul is clean and even dressed as a witch, such is... Instead, don't you hate it?

'Oh, that's okay. This garbage and dirty costume is just fine for me.'

'... what...?

It's just fine to be dirty.

Failing to grasp the sincerity of the word, Kaje accidentally leaked in a vegan tone.

But the girl did not answer it, and smiled, turning her heel back, and began to walk straight.

I guess I'm going back to the cathedral.

"Hey, Kaje. What the hell do you think that means?

Surya, who watches behind her, is also frowning beside her.

But to ask the question,

- You want to know?

Not Kaje, but the Saint Knight of Weitz answered.

"Do you want to know how many bodies you worked for that girl?

"Nah......"

Its throat sounds unexpectedly in the eyes that remind me of a raptor.

While Jiri, and unconsciously lagged behind, he watched Kaje and Sulya in turn as he drove away the boy, who was standing with a frightened face.

And he uttered a word of shock in a low voice that he could not hear around.

"She grew up in an abusive house in Lower Town."

'What...!?

"What do you mean, Lower Town! You're a noble daughter, aren't you?

Surprisingly, the two of you will inquire in the downtown area.

Gustav raised one eyebrow, 'Is that the vegetable', so Kaje pressed his mouth all the way, but decided that now was not the time to let ourselves grow up, and I'm sure we looked to them.

'You don't care, that's not true. What do you mean by that? We heard she was a princess among the princesses so that the princes of that country would fall in love with each other?

'That's true. But it's also true that she had an unimaginable childhood chained to a despicable person. "

It is very unfortunate that neither of them has blurred into fact.

'Chains...?

In disturbing words, the Kaje blues.

Gustav looked down at his right hand, once paying off a girl, and continued with a look of remorse on her masculine face.

"She was born a little. While she did draw the blood of the Marquis, she was laid down in the lower town in exchange for her mother's life. And I was imprisoned by a despicable man who had an eye for her beauty. I hear that I was not given a meal or an education, and that even in the harsh winter of Weitz, I could only put together one blurry piece '

"No..."

'You wouldn't know it in Ellandic, but when she speaks Weitz, which is supposed to be her native language, she can strangely clog the language. Perhaps he was beaten every time he damaged the guy's mood and engraved his instinctive fear of talking. From what I've heard, injuries didn't even give him herbs and he was left alone. There may have been times when I desperately scratched food with my young hand and handled my injuries with my wounded hand. Thinking of my dead mother, crying...

Beginning with Kai, Bianca, Natalia, and Gustav.

After various complementary work by the storyteller, the Leonora Cruel Story finally seems to have gained its final form.

Divergence from the truth is finally something like a divine breakthrough.

But behind Kaje and Sulya's brain, the story and the girl's words and actions were becoming conforming with a tense momentum.

The girl who saw the damp, dim room and told me it looked like her parents' house.

That wasn't about the Marquis, that she was connected.

Some poisons stop the progression of putrefaction.

Maybe it was with such intent that I let go of the worm poison as beneficial.

She was even happy with her costume like a bloody cloth.

She was eating food without even leaving a drop of oil.

More importantly...

"... Kaasama is a Weitz word for a mother."

"Oh. Though it's a word a child uses to politely call upon his mother."

…………

Kaje tied his mouth for a long time.

And a little later, I told Gustav to squeeze it out.

'... that girl. Grabbing the blurry spiritual cloth, he groaned every night, "Kaasama" and "Kaasama". When we went for a peek, he hid it in his bedroom like he was in a panic, and he was laughing. Is that... is that what this is about?

Unfortunately that is not the case, it is a grunt after mastering the way spiritual cloth is knitted, thinking of making money.

But whoever could point it out, he was not here.

"... us, for Christ's sake"

Tearful Surya begins to moisturize her amber eyes.

As a sister, she has grown up to be loved among the slums, even Kaje can be surprisingly ruthless to others from time to time, but she is basically affectionate.

Kaje was also clenching his fist, so much so that the rinse and the skin of his hand seemed to cut off.

"... I grew up in wealth, boxed girl. So, you didn't..."

Until now, Kaje has assumed that.

I can be nice, because I can afford it.

What's wrong with poor and pathetic ourselves being attached to such an economically and spiritually privileged person?

But it wasn't.

She has lived only her late mother to support her heart in the same poor lower town as the Kajes, without even receiving the love that the Kajes had earned.

Still, I didn't lose my kindness.

Yet again, we tried to drag ourselves into a state of poverty and malice where we finally tried to live a life in daylight as noble daughters.

What a vicious and treacherous maneuver that is.

At the end of the stand-up cages, in an old costume, a girl with garbage tucked together walks in the sun that shines.

He was supposed to look terribly miserable, but the sweaty white side looked extraordinarily beautiful, and in his eyelids, Kaje almost wept.

"- You're letting me walk?

Gustav, who kept his mouth shut as he looked down at them, eventually cut them out quietly.

"Take her, no more. The garbage, the ancient costumes and letting them walk to the cathedral with all their malice together and kneel (kneel first) before the Spirit?

'........................'

"I used to work the same tricks as you. But... no, that's why we can't overlook any more. At least I'll take charge of her. Miss it. '

That's how he leaves the Kajes and walks over to the girl.

Seeing that unmistakable footprint, Kaje finally screamed.

- Wait!

exotic knights and even the girl ahead turns to surprise.

Kaje licked her lips with a pepper as she accepted that her flowery purple eyes would stare at this one without any disgust or distrust.

"It's only a matter of time before the people of that country help the witch's trials."

No longer will I even fake it to a clear tone.

In front of the girl, I wanted to stay put.

Kaje Talmuel, who grew up in a slum and has no upbringing or products.

That's who I am.

"But..."

"So we (...) carry"

And he laughed more at the man, and said unto his sister beside him,

"Sulya, this nephew with my brother Kinaf. Tell him to apologize earlier, put the men around him together, and take him with you. Those guys, they're also cage-carrying renters. And the cage."

"Kaje......!

Surya, who was moisturizing her eyes, floats with joy.

But in the next moment, I looked up at Kaje, saying as confused.

"But are you okay? Silver coins - '

'Sulya, we're pig gut-eating people, but it's pig shit business to have kids crying in love with their mothers. You don't give a shit about human silver coins, you don't make them useless, do you?

When she laughed and said it out, Sulya silenced herself as if she had been poked in the void for a moment, and then, she grinned and nodded softly at.

He is a powerful, lively, naughty cat-like eye that does not make you feel signs of tears or anything else.

'- Whoa. I'll take care of it, and then I'll raid Zijibaba's house, and I'll get some Mandal skin too'

"And so are the seeds of Cal's fruit."

'Yes, yes. And a brush of cow hair, and raspberry fruit. Wait, I'll be back in a hundred.'

A mandal is a citrus they use to smell and a cal is a plant that houses fine oil in its seeds.

If you squeeze the oil and apply it to your hair and skin, it will gloss out and then also protect you from pests.

The brush is for cosmetics made from scrap cow hair, and the raspberry fruit turns red when shredded.

All were crystals of the wisdom of the poor, known only to them.

'... I appreciate you letting me out of the cage more than I can ride a horse with a code, but what the hell...?

Kaje laughed with her hunch and nose at the saintly knight, who just seems oblivious to makeup, making him look suspicious.

'Well, look. The wisdom of the slam, the skill of the laundry lady, our will and pride. Together, the Spirit of Light will surprise you and make you a beautiful girl. "

The girl rocks her shoulder like she's surprised.

The way it doesn't have that kind of distraction is precisely the Spirit of Light itself.

The Spirit who once descended into a poor land and sowed and muddy with his people, with the power of a miracle, in an instant.

Kaje pulled up the edge of his mouth, saying that it was ourselves, the sons of the poor, who do that miracle this time.