Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

Mr. Wough lifts his hand in welcome. I was vigilant about magic and set myself up. Full of instant air and breathlessness. But maybe it's just us.

Mr. Woff said in a voice that did not make him feel nervous.

"I lied to you, but... I'm not going to be hostile."

Mr. Woff's finger grabbed something that wasn't his hair. And slowly lower it back.

"Ah..."

When I paid my hands back completely, it was the hood that showed up on my neck with nothing. And another thing that caught my eye that was decidedly different from Mr. Woff's until then.

"Hey, that guy! It's been a normal ear till now, but it's getting longer!?

Laplice also noticed the change and raised her voice. Then, as if I had woken up with that voice, my right arm shivered brutally.

"Ah..."

When I saw it, black light was leaking out of the ring that sealed Sands Wands. And that light forms the shape of a dragon's arm while seeing it again as it did then.

"No!!

I suppressed the ring in an aggressive manner and lowered back. Taking a distance from Mr. Woff, the ring quickly loses light and disappears as if the phenomenon we have just seen was a dream.

"... ha, ha... oh, it fits? Oh, sorry...... Looks like he's coming out on his own..."

"No, I don't care. I see. That's what happened when they grabbed you."

"Ugh, yeah... it is. I knew...... because Mr. Woff turned out to be a dark elf?

Lapris, who looked worried about how I was doing, turned his gaze back on Mr. Woff. And jizz, stare.

"... oh, that sounds pretty sure. I don't even have to realize it, but the quality of magic is changing. Sands Wands apparently wants the magic of a dark elf."

"Mr. Woff. As you can see, it looks like Sands Wands will react to your magic. Now that I know you're a dark elf, could you hide it for once?"

"Ha, ha..."

Contrary to earlier, Mr. Woff wore a hood. And when I uttered two or three words or something, the hood disappeared, and at the same time the sharp ears that characterized the elves became invisible.

"What do you say, Iris?

"Yes. It's okay, it seems..."

I went back to where I was dreaded, but this time the ring didn't respond. When I took a sigh of relief, something touched my right hand. No way Sands Wands is here again? I thought so, but not this time.

"Ah, sister..."

That was your sister's left hand. He tried to intertwine his fingers and fingers, and he gripped me all the time.

Just in case.

I wondered what it was just in case, but there was a holy mark between me and your sister's hands.

"Thank you, sister..."

I don't know, but I'm sure your sister knows miracles that seal the power of Sands One. Then I stood safely next to my sister and held my hand back strongly.

(Sister is sweet after all...... Besides, I can rely on you so much...)

"You're not going to be hostile, you want me to believe that to the Atassis?

Whoa, it wasn't if I was in love with your sister. Hear Carol's voice, pull and tie her lips.

"Right. If you're a dark elf, you're the one who grabbed the Iris. It's hard to shake your neck vertically when I'm caught in front of you."

"Me too. Dark Elves destroyed me. I know you didn't, but you can't believe it right away."

"I will... I will, won't I? I'm sorry that my countrymen have done such a terrible thing. And... I apologize for grabbing Mr. Iris. I really... I just wanted to know if she was real..."

Mr. Woff said that not only with words, but with a look that seemed really hard on him. Is that why, although we are in a position of hostility to her, and I myself am the person who was kidnapped by her and meets her scary eyes, there is no feeling of anger towards Mr. Woff.

"To take advantage of the Iries. To unseal the Quadriga and push it...... right?

"Yes...... Do that......"

"So you're not willing to be hostile? Hate, then, but what the Lord says is contradictory. It's not something you can believe."

But Rizzelaich doesn't seem to be like that to Carol, Toslin, or Laplice. He has a uniformly harsh eye on Mr. Waff.

"As a Washi individual, I honestly don't care if your Lord is a dark elf. About cheating on the eagles, well, good. It's bad to be fooled. But... I can't just forgive you for grabbing Iris. Even if it wasn't caused by bad faith."

Angry emotions, creeping out of Ritzereich's words.

"Almost agree."

Try to be frightened by it, but Mippo also insists. Modest, quiet.

……

I am delighted with Ritzereich's words. I never thought I'd be so happy to have someone angry for me. But I don't think we should stay like this. If there is really no falsehood in Mr. Woff's words, no malice, but a sincere desire to help Mr. Griselda, who is truly your master….

(So who the hell protects Mr. Woff?

I have so many people. You worry about me, you get angry about me. But I'm not at Mr. Woff's.

What if your sister is locked up somewhere and you have to help her by yourself? What will I do?

"Ritzereich......"

I'm sure...... I don't choose any means. No, I can't have chosen. You'll try to grab the chance you showed up in front of me, dead and crazy. You will try to help your sister in exchange for any sacrifice.

(Then... don't pretend not to see Mr. Waff here right now. me then, I'm sure...... because I would need help as much as I want to cry)

"Thank you. Angry for me."

My right hand was with my left hand because my sister was holding it for me, and I stroked Rizzelaich's salacious silver hair.

"No? Ugh, um... Of course not. Your lord, the eagle's …"

Sometimes it's hard to hear in the wind, but Ritzereich's words were butt-cut dragonflies, like whining that he wasn't going to let me hear in the first place. I remembered just a few shortcomings and the warmth of my chest like Sarah in front of me in her rare reaction that always hugs me by saying 'Daughter of the Washi' in the second word.

"Hey, Ritzereich. I have Ritzereich, don't I? Carol for your sister, Saluena, Toslin, Mippo for Laplice. I'm not here, but even where I've been, there's a lot of people out there who can help me."

I want Toslin and Carroll to hear it too, although I'm turning my words to Ritzereich. So I can work hard and focus on my voice so I can't lose the wind.

"But then... to Mr. Woff?

Ritzereich sees Mr. Woff. Mr. Woff has a sinking look at me that cannot be said in words to be full of anxiety.

"... what if... my loved one is gone and that person has been imprisoned for five hundred years? I... I, I'm sure, will do the same with Mr. Woff"

"... ah."

Mippo notices something and flips the stone slab over.

"Just like me."

"Yeah, maybe. Mippo was sealed all the time with the Rhinesflares, too, wasn't he? But what if only one of you was thrown out into the outside world and no one could help you?

"... sad."

Mippo hoists the tablet with a crying face, bouncing with Piompioco.

"Is that why you're asking me to help you? The other guy's a dark elf, right?

"You said Laplice, too. It wasn't Mr. Wolf who attacked the inside, it was another dark elf."

"... chip... You really like people."

Laplice was still trying to say something, but he just pulled it into Saluena's hair, asking her to do whatever she wanted.

"... I'm not fond of you. I'm always thinking about myself. I got so scared of what I would do if I were in Mr. Woff's shoes. So I wanted to make sure it didn't. And for that reason, I am now... trying to use everyone. No, I don't like people."

"By helping, we make allies and buy peace of mind. It's nothing strange."

"I'm also in a position to let Atashi and others use it, and I don't think anything of it for Iris. I think it feels more and more like using it."

Toslin and Carol laughed softly at the harsh gaze that had been directed at Mr. Woff until then.

"Iris, say what you want"

Take that and your sister looks back at me. Unlike the Carols, your sister's expression remains harsh. But I speak without timidity.

"Yes, sister. I think I should first turn to Mr Wough in detail. It's too soon to make the decision that you can't, you can't help, you can't help."

"Even if the other person is a dark elf, does that mean you should listen?

"That's right, Saluena"

Like her sister, the Dark Purple Knight is looking at me with unreadable eyes of emotion.

I'm sure this question is also about trying me out. Would my answer have been to her liking? No, no matter what Saluena thinks, I'm not going to change my mind. The answer is from my heart.

"... well. I think that trend may have already manifested itself since the first time I laid down something to bear my own name in the church of Sorretta."

"A pile of books piled up high. Was it this sight that the maiden who wanted to be a hero saw at the top of it?"

I've seen Saluena smile so many times before, but now her side is rarely...... no, it was so much fun that I thought I might see it for the first time.

"Aye, okay. Indeed, there are only a few things we know about sealing. Something might come to light."

Saluena blinds herself to Toslin and Carol. Then you both just laughed and nodded at me that you had no choice.

"In the course of time, I feel like a maiden."

"Wow... you mean me?

Until then, Mr. Wough, who looked worried about his accomplishments, is bewildered by Saluena's gaze.

"Our princess wants to know what happened. Will you talk to me? As a result, I may still be unable to help him with anything. If that's okay, but..."

In the wake of Saluena's words, Mr. Wough was flabbergasted for a little while.

"... ah, ha... yes..."

But as the words penetrate in her, tears gradually flood out of her eyes.

"Talk... Yes, no... let me talk to you. About Master Griselda... My... about your master..."

And Mr. Woff starts talking.

The city of Fretteri, under the threat of Quadriga, and the beginning of the old tales that continue to be told by the teachers and disciples who visited it.