5
Light sphere transparency is low. Sheila in the blue silver sphere is a blurry shadow that has lost its colour.
Staring at the shadow, Scarlabel concentrates on all his techniques.
Lecan was feeling like he couldn't stay or stand.
As for Sheila, she can't have taken any steps to defend or confront her weakness. We had more than 300 years.
But the Scalabel instructor who purifies is the best medicine in the country.
I thought I would calmly observe how my magic was working, and I am now.
If "purification" were started or deactivated, this old pharmacist would, by the way, love it.
Alternatively, this old man should not look down on the "purification" when it reveals a slight effect of destruction rather than healing.
That would mean who Sheila is that doesn't accept the intent of Purification.
"Purification" will mean who Sheila is hurting.
That's the beginning of ruin.
Scarlabel's blue silver optical sphere slowly descends downstairs, slowly hitting Sheila's body.
Scarlabel's eyes are quiet and calm, and he has the wisdom not to lose sight of everything.
The disciples, too, devour the deliberate effects of their teachers. That gaze hurt Lecan. These disciples are also the most dangerous people in this country for Sheila.
Nevertheless, Scarlabel's "purification" is still faint.
The way its magic is worked out and the intensity of the effects you can feel from the light sphere is still a few steps different from Eda's.
This is the advanced "purification", and Eda's "purification" is probably elementary when it comes to levels.
If you are aware, Eda finds the magical exercise of the Scalabel to feed on. Even in moments like this, I guess Edda is learning something.
Eventually the photosphere disappeared to its feet and quietly.
Scarabelle lost her wand.
Those eyes lose sharpness and look a little blurred.
What the hell is Scalabel thinking right now?
What did you notice?
"It felt good. Thank you."
Like a stir, Scalabel bowed her head.
"Master. I'm afraid so."
"Thank you for taking the time to come here and purify me."
"It's a waste of time."
"But Scalabel. No further" purification "is necessary. Like."
"Yes, Master. Very well."
Lekan didn't know what the hell just happened.
But maybe Scarabelle figured it out. And as a result, Scarlabel replied that he understood very well Sheila's words that no further "purification" was necessary.
(What the hell happened?
Scarabelle had been thinking about something for a while, closing her eyes.
Looking at his face, Rekan thought once again that he had white skin.
Unnatural whiteness. It's as white as a stalactite.
Scarlabel wants to move as well. Naturally, I'm over a hundred years old, but my whole body seems to be losing its softness. The expression is also hard.
Eventually Scarlabel said, pompous and twinkly.
"Master. These days, I still wonder. What is medicine? What is treatment? What is" recovery "and what is" purification "? Master, why can grass be used to heal people's illnesses and injuries?"
"Right. The direct answer to that question is that the grass enhances the healing action in a person's body. That's the answer on the top. I guess what you want to hear is a little more about the roots."
"Yes."
"There are scalabels, soil, grass and people. You think grass is close to dirt? Or do you think it's close?"
"I think it's close to the soil in some respects and to people in some respects"
"What kind of side is that?"
"The answer doesn't immediately come to mind"
"Right. Grass is close to people in terms of growing up and leaving children behind. It's close to dirt in that it doesn't move around and doesn't cry or laugh"
"I see, I see"
"I mean, the grass. In a creature, it's the same as a person. By the way, humans live by eating birds, beasts, fish, trees and grass. So what does grass eat to live?
"Let it be the light of water, soil and sun"
"Soil is made of all sorts of stone powder and all sorts of other things. And all of that is not a creature. Not a creature. Eat the soil. The grass grows, and eat its grass. Man grows. So far so good."
"I understand very well"
"As we read the composition of a person's body, it's made up of the same things that make up the soil."
"Eh. Is that true?"
The young pharmacists write down the conversation between them.
The question lasted a long time.
Eventually it was time for dinner.
In nine days, twice, there will be a dinner with all the pharmacists, but tonight it will be a meal just for the members of the bickering room.
Most of the non-escorts have already left the Lords' Palace in order to accommodate in the four aristocratic houses.
As always, Sheila eats barely any utensil soup and just a piece of bread. Except I drank a lot of wine.
"You're the same teacher. No wonder you can keep your body with it."
"Scalabel. About me. We can live like grass."
"Did the grass drink wine?"
"Why don't you have an octopus?"
Scalabel's attitude toward Sheila doesn't seem to have changed anything.
If Scarabel does not cast doubt or criticism on Sheila and treats her with respect, then the disciples should become it again.
However, the scalabel, if you will, has a distant eye like you are thinking of something. Recan doesn't know if that's the usual thing to do.
"Well, I'm just a little tired today. I'll give you a break. You must have been tired from a long journey. Take your time off"
"Rest not, Master. Thank you."
Sheila left the room at Lecan's lead. Eda and Norma continue.
Edda stays with Sheila and sleeps in the reception hotel.
Norma goes back to sleep away from the Lordship Hall later.
The knight of the escort bowed his head and watched Sheila leave.
"Then I'll go away."
"Oh, thank you"
Rekan left the back door of the reception hotel. A knight standing outside the back door has thanked me.
At this time, the number of guards is also decreasing. Take turns watching at night. It is to be as quiet as possible so as not to disturb the Scalabels.
The apartment building is right there.
I slept with strong liquor.