A few days after the monstrous commotion in the hall, what a holy dragon was riding over Liz's head. Saint Dragon nods his head at the white wings and is hairy at best.
"Don't you feel that the Holy Dragon has gotten a little smaller?
Lloyd, a cleric sitting across the street in Liz's room, asked with a serious face.
(Disgusting)
Liz glanced at Lloyd.
I don't feel smaller or anything, that's not the level. The Holy Dragon had shrunk to less than a tenth the size of its original body. It is just big enough to ride firmly in both Liz's palms.
"Suddenly, it got smaller yesterday," Liz sighed before beginning to explain.
The actual disturbance of the monster in the hall ended, and Natalie was taken to a treatment center in the royal palace. It's outside the temple, so Liz can't follow.
The doctor who came to bring Natalie saw the burn on her face and she was stunned, and I saw her shaking her neck left and right with a grim look on the cleric she was accompanying. After all, the burn itself will leave a mark even if it gets better.
(Something... There's nothing I can do)
I bite my lips off feeling similar to rush, but I just have to drop Natalie off.
Then.
"Liz Stefan! Come here for a second!
and was called by one of the clerics. When he went to the clergyman with the thought of pulling his hair behind him, he said to Liz, looking up at the Holy Dragon in awe.
"The white flames of the Holy Dragon would have broken the walls and floors of the hall. I want you to take Holy Dragon somewhere, because we're going into restoration work."
(What should I do? We need to find a place for the Holy Dragon)
I don't go into Liz's room too big, or if I leave it in the backyard or something, it gets wet a lot when it rains.
(Ask me to tell you where the spare room is)
At that time, at the nose tip of the Holy Dragon, Liz was slightly rambled on the back. Looking back, the Holy Dragon turned his face upwards as if to say, "Look." And -.
"Huh?"
Liz looked out. I can't believe what I'm seeing. The body of the Holy Dragon I was looking up shrunk as I looked at it.
"Yes!?
In front of Liz, who shouted stunnedly and unexpectedly, the Holy Dragon, small enough to ride in both palms, spread its wings well on the floor and sounded "cu" in a cute voice.
- "Heh."
Lloyd, sitting across the street, shouted impressively as he connected his cheeks.
"Good for you. Size it into the room. That's Holy Dragon."
"Well, amazing is amazing -"
I finally said to Liz, "What's wrong?," Lloyd frowned. and looked like the Virgin candidates were excited through the door of the open room.
"Hey, Liz. Saint Dragon, show me!
"Look, there he is! Oh, shit, I'm over Liz's head. Cute!"
"You were scared when you were big, but you're adorable when you're smaller!
Very popular.
I do find the smaller Sacred Dragon adorable. Bright white body with short hairs and red eyes. Fly around patterned with small wings or walk around with short legs. Besides, even the ringing - I don't know the ringing in its original appearance - is a voice that tickles through your chest like a high "cu" or a "cu".
(But -)
In response to the cheers of the candidates, the Holy Dragon opened his wings full of eyes and showed them with a "cu" and a small ankle.
"" Oh, that's so cute!!
I'm not convinced.
Lloyd flashed his face across the street from Liz, who suddenly became "probably".
"Are you out of your mind to feel a little bruised? Holy dragon, though."
"No, because I agree. It's a holy dragon."
"- Okay! 'There will be fruit worthy of him', I suppose. Because of Liz's personality difficulties, isn't St. Dragon's personality distorted? You see, Liz lied about 'Holy Dragon Talked Directly Into My Head' and more importantly, because it's always, so cold against me" during the actual disturbance of the monster.
(What do you like to say?)
Above Liz's head, who was irritated, the clear-faced Holy Dragon showed him again with a "cu" and a small neck.
In the dining room in the Second Temple, bright sunshine was plugged in through the window.
Sitting at one of the chief tables and Liz having lunch, the chief cleric came along with the clerics accompanying you. It's rare to show up in a dining room.
"I'm sorry you were away in a tough time. Which Holy Dragon... oh, here."
Saint Dragon sits on the table and has Liz's lunch with him - rather than stuck around on his own. The clergyman spoke to me and raised my face "cu" to the extent of your affection, but I immediately return to my meal.
I eat up only meat without eating vegetables, so it's not annoying.
The clergyman looked at Liz's plate in front of him with a disquieting look at the Holy Dragon, who dumps the leftover vegetables with a pointy mouth, and the Albino daughter, who silently throws the vegetables back to the plate in front of the Holy Dragon, but eventually laughs out loud.
"I wonder how noble and difficult it is to approach because it is called the Holy Dragon, if you come. No, it sounds like fun."
I want to say out loud that when I was big, I did want to get close. And right now, Liz is not having any fun.
Unexpectedly, the voice of the chief cleric became a worrying one.
"Natalie, but after treatment at the nursing home, I'm going back to my home soon. I've heard all about Grace and Toma's disturbance that night.
Obstruction of the selection of the next Virgin - the deliberate removal of Liz's holy fruit in the hall, but Grace and the others have deceived me, and I have no doubt about disqualification as a candidate for the Virgin. And Natalie's holy tree withered away. "
"Really? Um... what happened to the burn marks?
The chief cleric silently shook his painfully distorted face to the left and right.
"I pulled a lot of redness and blisters, but the marks will remain for the rest of my life. Poor thing."
"Really..."
- After the priests walked away, Liz saw the Holy Dragon with a serious face.
Holy Dragon, please.
I've been asking for it for a long time.
I can't help it, the little Sacred Dragon slowly rises up feeling.
"Now I'll give you more meat"
What, you won't get bought by meat, I've narrowed my eyes and looked at Liz, but still jumping off the table onto Liz's shoulder was very fast.
Liz waited, also leaning against the walls of the first tower gate in the second temple. Because I heard Natalie's parents were coming to pick up her injured daughter.
The position of the sun is just above your head. A warm breeze blew through the grass flowers in the flower bed.
Natalie and her parents walked in about the guiding cleric when St. Dragon was tired of flying around and came to a stop on Liz's shoulder.
The temple under selection is off-limits to anyone but those involved, but there have been injuries and this is an exception.
I guess the pick-up carriage keeps you waiting outside the temple. His moustache father and seemingly elegant mother, and next door Natalie, round her back, are walking naggingly.
Natalie's right cheek had a therapeutic white gauze on it. It was a big thing with a neck muscle just under my eyes, and it looked very painful to go with Natalie's dark expression.
"... Liz"
Natalie stopped looking at Liz when she noticed.
Liz smiled slowly.
"Are you going home now?
"Yeah. That's right..."
Natalie's father, who was staring silently at Liz and the others, turns to ask the guide cleric. "Yes, it is," the cleric nodded, as his father took a step toward Liz, bowing his head deeply.
"Mr. Liz Stefan, this time my daughter Natalie did something really sorry."
The mother leaning in to hold Natalie's shoulder bows her head in the same way behind her.
Father continued. He was a quiet voice like he pushed his grief to death.
"Whatever the circumstances, it's not so acceptable. I apologize. I don't have any specifications."
Next to her mother, who keeps bowing her head, Natalie also nags deeply with a crying face.
Three rear heads were trembling in front of Liz.
Eventually, his father looked back at Natalie.
"Natalie, I want you to apologize again."
My mother pushed me on the back, and I heard Natalie's shaky, faint voice coming forward with her forehead.
"I'm sorry, Liz. I'm so sorry..."
Previously on Vigorous Shadows is nowhere. Brightness and vitality, that night, I left them in the hall and I could never go back and get them, like that.
Liz cleared the sky. There is indeed a weight of the Holy Dragon on the shoulder. Because I ate a glass of meat in my stomach, my toenails were so tightly eaten into Liz's shoulder that it hurt.
When I saw the Holy Dragon right on the side, I was rewarded with a face like "whenever".
Liz slowly opened her mouth.
"Natalie, I need to try something. Can you take that facial gauze?