Knight of Lights Port Town Zucker Halfen
The wind coming in through the open window probably contains the scent of the tide. The hummingcat's voice was also heard far away, and Zucker Halfen, the finest port town in the Knight of Lights kingdom, was having a relaxing afternoon - but there was a sense of tension in the indoor air.
The elderly man in the monk's clothes wiped his forehead sweat.
"... you seem to be quite weak. All you have to do is eat the fine stuff and sleep tight. Do you have an appetite?
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The girl who was being treated by Healing Magic , Lark, shook her pale face to the left and right.
"Don't do that. Meals are a basic part of making a body. Because magic only helps the body recover naturally."
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"Come every day while you're here. Eat well. Are you sure?"
Say, the man got up.
"May I have a moment? Did you say Mr. Cook?"
Hee.
In the hallway of the inn, Cook, a man of air bandits who had acted with Lark - originally a bandit, and formerly a furniture maker - went out with him.
"Sensei, is your daughter so ill?
"Hmm... what the hell are you doing, you're running out of vitality. It's like a vanishing candle. Mr. Cook, where's her family?
"... we can't look at our families right now, yes"
I see. Spend as much time with him as possible. I'll come as soon as I can. "
It was as if you were dealing with a critically ill person who couldn't help it. Happily enough, Cook looked down.
"Doctor, thank you for today."
I gave out a lot of money in the leather bag.
"I can't get this much --"
"Would you please keep your daughter a secret? I want you to have a quiet time."
"Hmm... in that case..."
When the monk was given a leather bag, he packed it in his bag and left the inn.
"Hmm... I wonder what's going on. As long as it's money."
Cook sighed. If you can't show such a gloomy face, you won't return to Lark's room and come to the inn's cafeteria.
There is no one in the cafeteria. Cook sits on a rough wooden chair with no backs.
Give me a drink.
"Well, do you swallow from lunch? What happened to the sick girl?"
"Fuck you, Baba. Bring it away."
"Ha, no, no. I can't believe we have to leave our children behind and serve alcohol without the courage to drink it. This is a business, so I can't help but cause and effect it."
The old lady at the inn brings the ale that entered the jock. It is warm when it is included in the mouth, but the feeling that it was slightly sacrificial is also satisfying.
"Now, what do I do..."
The reason I came out of the Lev Magic Empire was because there were Keesgrain Federation there. Lark is too prominent and she already knows that her talent is [Shadow King Magic Sword Magic (Shadow King)], which was mined in the "Rokuten Mine (Six Mine)".
It wasn't easy to get caught in the middle of an Empire crisis, but it's not hard to imagine that the Keegran Federation would send Lark in as soon as the Red Gate problem ended, so Cook and Lark escaped the Empire together - the day after the Red Gate was closed.
Reggie was right about there.
"But the sudden journey seemed to have hurt her even more."
Thanks to the noble lady who somehow cured Lark, it seems that Lark was able to prolong his life. But with the Keesgrain Federation, the aristocrats would have to leave Lark alone.
Either way, Lark's life was extended by the noble lady, and he used his vitality to come from the Empire to the Knight of Light kingdom, but his energy ran out and he couldn't move.
I can't count the number of blood spilled. Sometimes it happened twice or three times a night when it was bad.
"You're almost there....."
Her last hope of being able to treat her is the presence of a "wise man" through medicine.
That's why I came to the port town, but there were two problems.
"Can the lady endure the ship...? I guess I'll have to ride for a few days. And..."
"... your head, drinks from lunch?
One of the people who was in town came back. A man who was active as an engineer when moving "Below the Moon Beauty".
"How was it?
"Hah... I don't think so. Fishermen always say," I won't leave the ship. "Then we're not going to look for the Wise Man."
The other problem, it was -- I couldn't get the boat out.
It's not about money. This cook saved up some of the money that the cashier had made impossible when he was in the Empire. It looks like a planned outlaw.
Then why can't I leave the ship?
"An unidentified monster out in the sea....."
"Looks like these guys call me" The Seaboy. "Oh, please give me a drink, oneesan."
When the engineer called cheerfully, the old woman said, "No, it's time to drink from lunch", but she was happy to be called onee-san, so she brought a jock.
"Did you see the ghost or the dead tail flower?"
"What, that?"
Cook, an engineer who carries a jock to his mouth,
"No, it's a word from an old poet. As the seaboy said, it's actually not much, is it? For example, a temporary wave of currents, or a whale, or a cloud shadow..."
"That may be true, but I can't help it because the sailors won't leave the ship. They don't leave the boat when the seaboy leaves, they fish on the coast, they just wait until the seaboy is gone... We can't manipulate sails because experience tells us things."
"Hmm...."
Cook looked up at the ceiling with his thick arms.
"I'll think about it myself, but don't talk to the lady about this. I don't know what to say about your daughter...."
Well, for example, I think Atashi is going to get rid of the sea boy.
"That's right. I can't tell you--"
Looking back at the voice from behind, Lark was supposed to have been in bed.
"Lady!?"
"Oh, hey, big grown-up Ale from noon? Give it to me, too."
"Ah."
Soon after stopping, the cook's jock was taken away, and Lark snorted his narrow throat and drank.
"Phuhahhhhhh! I used to say," Alcohol is the head of a hundred pills. "
"Lady... it's not good for your health, and you're probably still a kid."
"Atashi is already 17. It's not unusual around here."
"Well, yes, but there's a saying that it's the source of all diseases."
"Out, mysterious knowledge of your head. Where did you get it?"
"Fuck, I'm a learned air bandit."
I don't have any more airships.
"That's not true... no, wait.
Cook pounded his hand.
"... you're an engineer, right?
Grab the arm of the engineer sitting next to you.
"When you ask me that kind of question, you're pretty rude!? Me, no!
"Well, listen to me... okay? If you don't fly, it's easier to move a ship than a flying ship, right?
"That's why I told you, I've had experience manipulating sails--"
It's not a sail.
Ah?
"It's more realistic for us than defeating a seaboy.... steal the ship. It's a small number, but I need to find a magic ship somewhere."