"Healing magic and herbs...... is it?
Emilia was inside, confused. I don't know how they connect to going to the temple. If I can still give Liz back, I'll make sure she remembers.
With the closed window of the curtain on his back, the Duke said.
"I have to ask you one important thing. How far can you go to get the status of Princess Wang?
"... what does that mean?
"For example, renaming. Emilia Carfen - No, excuse me, the Carfen family doesn't exist anymore - can you throw away the name?
Oh, my God, is that so? "Yes, of course," he nodded forcefully.
There is no untrained in this name. The Duke's right, the Carfens are gone. It's somewhat heartbreaking, but I don't need parents or anything that doesn't even have the power to save my daughter from the monastery.
"So what's that face? Can you get rid of that face now?
Emilia frowned. I don't understand the meaning of the Duke's words. You mean you're gonna burn your face off in a minute? Tremors ran in fear, but I reconsidered. With such a difficult face full of burns, it is impossible to be elected Princess Wang.
"Change your face. On someone else's face. I know a surgeon who can do that. Change your face, change your name, and you'll live as a complete different person. - Are you ready to do that?
Even though what I was saying sounded like a joke, I found that the pieces were not jokes either. My spine gets cold.
Still...
"Absolutely."
Emilia looked up Rin. There is no other way. I don't want to finish my life in detail with such a dirty country monastery or anything. Emilia wants to be in that position, envied by people. I would do anything for it.
The Duke smiled satisfactorily.
The next day came a medic called by the Duke. He was a magnificent, shady man who talked blurry without moving his mouth much.
Emilia is proud to say she's not even smarter than she was. There is also the will to remember in a madness of death. Still, it's impossible for an amateur with no knowledge to remember all the medicinal herbs that live throughout the Astoria country, and for a short period of time. The pharmacist seemed to know that.
"You don't have to worry about it. The Duke of Eigner tells me that only the herbs that live mainly in the eastern part of the country of Astoria, but also around the Colorado region"
"... why the Colorado region?
Isn't it a country with no weird philosophy whatsoever? Not much different from the village where Emilia lived.
To Emilia's question, the pharmacist shook his head sideways. I don't know why. And I'm not even trying to question that. Emilia realized that and just slapped her head on what she could teach. habitat and when it was collected, how it was handled, its efficacy and side effects, etc.
Few visitors visit this secluded mansion in the mountains of the Zac region. There are only a minimum of servants, too. And the Duke is telling me that even though the servants took care of Emilia, none of them tried to get close by talking public or anything.
The Duke came to this mansion from time to time to see how Emilia was doing. He nods satisfactorily at Emilia's good memory of things.
At first glance, the Duke is well hit. It's calm, it's classy, and it keeps smiling. But I can't see the heart at all. Even if I smile calmly, I think the inside might be thinking something completely different.
Emilia's question about why the Colorado region, too,
"That's still a secret."
And I was teased.
And here comes the sorcerer. She hides her body perfectly with a robe to her feet, but surprisingly she was a young woman. Emilia and I don't look very old. That's what made me happy.
"... did you change your face after a while?
Your own face.
Yeah, you're right.
The voice I answered was also young, but it also sounded slightly obtuse.
She taught me healing magic first. Even when it comes to healing magic, it's not omnipotent, of course. There are only a few things that can be cured. It's like a so-called self-healing aid, like lowering the heat just a little bit or stopping the bleeding. You can't heal injuries or wounds that can't be healed by medicine or anything like that.
The only one who can do such a miracle-like thing is the one with so much holy power - that is, the Virgin.
Still, it's not like remembering medicinal herbs with your head. It was difficult for Emilia to be able to use healing magic that she had never touched, even though she had magic.
"Hey, I'll make sure you can use healing magic if you want. It's a little onerous, but it's not a big deal."
"... Why is it that you are more powerful than yourself, living in secrecy like this?
Emilia asked stunned. Naturally. Of course you can change your face, but it's not their magic level to let healing magic blossom. More than a famous sorcerer or senior cleric, that's the level of the Virgin.
She didn't answer and chuckled. I can't read anything from that smile. But it's the exterior that's only a little older than Emilia, twenty years old. It looks there, but I guess she's actually pretty old.
Why do you need knowledge of medicinal herbs and healing magic to get to the temple? What do you mean, change your face in the first place?
The question was answered when Emilia used the magician's hand to blossom healing magic and absorb her knowledge of herbs in an obvious way.
"After a while, it will happen in the Eastern Colorado region. It's a war between peoples."
"... Huh?
I was flabbergasted. What are you talking about? The Colorado region is an area where several minorities live. Even Emilia knows that an agreement is still in place between peoples, a peaceful area that hasn't happened in hundreds of years.
"Wait a minute. What the hell..."
"You're right. There's going to be a conflict, Miss Emilia."
The Duke laughed lightly.
Emilia breathed. I mean, how about the Duke wake up? to the Colorado region.
"How can you do that..."
"There can be no more dissatisfaction than people getting together and living. They're just superficially friendly. He's just hiding his dull grievances in the bottom of his belly and laughing friendlily with his face. That's as far as going from Wang Du to the border. Put a spark in it and it'll burn easily and on its own."
I was only frightened by the calm tone.
The Duke continues.
"There you devote yourself to nursing wounded people. Use the healing magic and medicinal herbal knowledge you wear. People will thank you. [M] The angel who came down to the battlefield, the Virgin."
Yourself? Emilia does what she does for the civilian population? Isn't that a joke?
- But it turns out that's not a joke or anything, but something Emilia needs to do from now on.
"The temple is now in the process of selecting the next Virgin. I am more alert than usual. We need a lot of preparation to get there. Besides, in order for His Highness Keefa to have an eye on you, you should be in a special position at all."
That, I know. But...
"Did it break my heart to hear what I just said?
Emilia could see the Duke smiling and asking.
There is no difference in Emilia if that is the means to reach the Temple. No matter how many people die, it's more of a local interracial race. It has nothing to do with Emilia.
You figured out Emilia's idea. The Duke laughed with pleasure.
"I was right to choose you after all."
Exactly.
And finally, the time has come to change Emilia's face.
"I'll tell you what, the face I changed won't go back the rest of my life. Your raw as Emilia Carfen ends today. Tomorrow you will live as a completely different person."
I nodded deeply to the words of the sorcerer. I'm ready.
"This is forbidden. Very few even know it exists. Speaking of those who can use it, it becomes even more limited. Let's get started. Face, just like I said before. Your body - well, you can keep it that way. Somewhat too good, but there's respect. Because I'm sure you'll like it, Your Highness, better than that poor body. - Well, are you ready for your heart?
Who the hell are you comparing to? Emilia's consciousness was interrupted the moment such a question arose to her head.
- The next time I woke up, the position of the sun was already high and there was no magician. There is no pain or discomfort in the face at all. Still hurried up from bed and glanced in the mirror. And
"What is this!?
and shouted like a scream.
Because he looked so plain. A decathlon face, without any particular features. Instead, he's blurry and poor. The original Emilia's face is dozens of times more beautiful. There's no way Prince Keefa would like a face that has nothing to do with such glamour.
You heard Emilia, the Duke came into the room.
"What is this!?
Emilia forgot me and stuck around.
Even my chin and mouth are different because of the change. Voice of lack of goods. Precisely as poor as a voice.
"Don't be ridiculous, I made up my mind because I said I could be Princess Wang! That 's-!"
The fierce anger comes to me. But to the angry Emilia, the Duke does not change his complexion either.
"Well, sure, you're not a beauty in the world. But His Royal Highness Keefa is your favorite face. That's for sure. You'll love it."
It was such a sure way to say it, as if it were creeping up from the bottom of the earth. Emilia swallowed the complains that followed.
"We also have a new name and identity. You're Sheena Bride now."