On the bed of the room given in the temple, Liz was staring at the small seed that had been given to her. It looks like a black, everywhere species, but this is a special "holy seed" from the present Virgin.
(Well, I don't know what to do)
Momentum fell asleep well over the soft futon and Liz began to think.
Each of the Virgin candidates has a room for one. It was added next to the Second Temple for this day, with large windows and beds and tables, sofas, writing desks, etc.
It's a luxurious, overly comfortable room for Liz, but it doesn't seem to be the case for the others, especially the well-known warrants.
The samurai that accompanied the noble lady were eating down on the caretaker junior clerics and temple samurai, "Is there no bigger room?"
"I can't stand a lady in the same room as those civilians," he said.
(Shut up)
I'm sick of peachy-peachy noise.
- But what was really loud was that I received the seed from the chief cleric, from that night on.
"Hey, where do you put that seed? What about the dirt?
"I'll have our servants pick up the dirt from the Great Temple in the Ida region. The priest will also decide where to go. You should pray for me."
"I'll call your magician at home. Huh? No magicians, no priests, no one but candidates allowed in the temple? Bring the lady from the mansion back to the mansion?... but if it's sneaky"
"This is a temple. You'll disqualify your candidacy for the Virgin. If I did other sorceries on the holy powered seed of the Virgin in the first place, would the seed not fail?
"Even the senior clerics who led us here are banned from contact until their own buds, and we, the candidates, cannot leave the temple. The Chief Cleric said," Plant it wherever you want, "but that means somewhere in the temple, right?
"Rather than on the ground in the first place - can I plant it in the soil? What do you mean," plant it in what you think "? You don't think it's dirt...?
"Speaking of which..."
They were all lost. The only seeds received are each grain. Failure is not tolerated.
There are roughly thirty candidates for the Virgin.
Some continued to gather and consult with worried faces, while others went to the room alone. Some walked around and thought with a serious look, and others were somehow cocky along the perimeter wall near the First Temple.
There is no answer. They all look anxious and just want to see how the other candidates are doing.
In the meantime, Liz woke up the next morning looking for a plant pot. As I wandered around the courtyard and pond, I found an old brick, cracked pot, pot, pot, thrown away because of the barn placed in the soot.
(Yeah. I had just the right one)
Liz thought overnight and came to a conclusion.
I don't even know if I think about it.
No one knows how to sprout. Then it would be a holy seed with holy power, but it is a seed.
Seeds would bud if soiled -.
"Excuse me."
Talk to the temple samurai who was sweeping the leaves with a broom.
"Can I have one of these planting pots?
"Yes, go ahead. If you don't mind with something like this."
I guess I never dreamed of growing the holy seeds I received from the Virgin in such a cracked trash-like bowl, the samurai smiled and nodded.
Liz thanked him and headed to the field with a bowl.
It was not until recently that we found a small field planted by the samurai in the back of the temple.
"Excuse me."
When I asked the samurai, who was just digging out potatoes, she used to say, "Go ahead." Thank you again and add soil from the field to the bowl.
"Do you plant anything?
"Yes, a little holy seed."
"Ahaha. You're a good joke if you're a candidate"
What was in the hands of the funny laughing samurai was a really fine potato. I guess it's good soil. It's just that.
Liz nodded satisfactorily, pushing the black glowing holy seed into the soil of the plant pot.
Let's take it back to the room later and leave it by the sunny window as well.
As Liz returned with an old planting pot, the Virgin candidates who were on the spot raised their dismay.
"Hey! What, that dirty bowl! Are you going to grow the seeds of the Virgin in a bowl like that!?
"I am, though. If you want it, there's still plenty of it in the barn in the courtyard."
"I don't need it! And that soil! What dirt!?
"Field soil. of potato fields. If you wanted one, you'd still have one."
"If you want it! Or potatoes!? Potatoes even though they are holy species!? And what about the water? I give you holy water or something, right? Right!?
"Well water, though."
Seriously -!? Everyone stares at Liz with the face that Looking sideways at the incredible, unlikely and breathtaking girls, Liz placed a planting pot at the window of her room, taking care of herself.
Seeing Liz like that and saying hiccups is a threesome that has been hiccups and bad mouths since we first met in the hall. Around in a dress that looks good quality, like a nobleman's wife, or the daughter of a wealthy merchant?
I have always been with these threesomes, and yesterday I did not see how an upscale aristocratic courtier, who had opined to the chief cleric that "Liz without magic is not suitable as a candidate".
(Speaking of which, that upscale aristocratic courtier was just with this threesome, and he wasn't talking to Hiccup. You were the only three daughters like this one around who were saying bad things about me)
The three daughters still talk hiccups today.
"Hey, look at that. Um, a miserable bowl. Aren't you mistaken for a potato or something, not a holy species?
"I really don't believe it. What are you thinking? The clergyman said," You don't deserve to be a Virgin to an Albino daughter like that. "
"I wish I'd just gone back to the country"
Liz listened. There is no right answer at all. Because no one knows how to sprout.
(All right, all right. Grow up.)
Seeing Liz pour the water she had drawn from the well into the bowl, the three daughters laughed with her nose. Like it's crazy and I can't wait.
I'm so frustrated by that attitude. I thought I'd say a word, at that moment.
"Wow!"
"" "It must be a bit of a lie!?
Three daughters blued at once. It opens its eyes in amazement and becomes a stunner.
Because in Liz's planting pots - from pots of garbage, from the soil of potato fields, and from planting pots of just the water specifications of wells, the pale, vibrant yellow-green sprouts have grown with gnocchi.