Senpensekai no Madoushoshi

Though it was named between sights, it was a place like a reception room. A large table is placed in a large space, with lots of chairs lined up around it.

The walls and floors were stoned, and the interior was limp. Looking up at the ceiling, it's blown through, and the light entering from between the stone columns reflects on polished walls and floors, and I remember the illusion as if I was standing among glowing gems. Rizzelaich walking next door says Mippo was putting his hands on chocolate chocolate in his free time.

After being guided by Master Luotang, he was instructed to sit in a large chair that had been placed in the upper seat. Next door was Saluena with her sister, and Toslin was already here. My butt didn't hurt. A shark cushion was placed. When I lowered my back to it, my sister greeted me with a whisper, 'Good morning'.

That of your sister does not mean that tone of expression and words, but includes attention to things that have been slightly delayed…, my guess tells me.

"Good morning..."

So I looked so sorry and whispered back. Then my sister gave me a 'I just need to know' smile, so I'm relieved as far as I'm concerned.

As we had such an exchange, Mr. Lambrick, who had sat on the other side of the table until then, took a seat in the air and opened his mouth.

"This time I bestow upon you the honor of worship and I know with the utmost pleasure. This lamb brick has been entrusted to this land by King Lowenna, with the help of Fretterli in the fold of his critical survival, Dear Calvafon, and the Knights of the Goddess. Thank you very much."

Mr. Lambrick today was not dressed like the usual pirate-like clothes, but dressed like a princess that Saluena always wore in the royal castle.

"You could have said it right today without clogging, Rambrick. But I can't breathe like that. You can go back to your usual tone."

When Saluena said so, Mr. Lambrick shook his chest and laughed, trying to exhale the heavy air that had accumulated in his chest.

"Pfft... that would help. It's not that I don't have any respect, but I don't grow up well. I can't talk like this properly. So, Princess, let me be rude again in this tone."

"Ah, yes. It's okay, because it's easier for me, too. So, uh... what's going on with the damage to the city?

I'm looking at it from the bedroom at a distance, but I don't even know what's actually going on. When I did, Mr. Lambrick roared bending the edge of his mouth.

"Right. The north and west of the city are almost intact, but the east and south are not good. Especially in the south. It's devastating. The rest of the house is not a place where people can live either. Then we'll have to rebuild it once and for all."

"The same goes for damage to buildings, but the number of injured people is also a problem. I was out to church to treat people who were injured, but the queue of waiting in order never broke. Priestess Alitesa is still here to treat us, but we don't have enough hands for those who can definitely treat us."

Did you do that while I was resting in my room? The boulder is my sister.

"Well, still, given the scale of the raid, it's a miracle it was done with this degree of damage. Even if the dead came out... no, it wasn't weird to destroy them all."

"I see..."

We did our best. So I know I can't help thinking about it. But still, when I see that misery in the city, I can't help but think. I was wondering if there was anything more I could do.

"For now, the people who lost their homes are living in Tomata Mansion. That's fine. We need to rebuild the south section. Because that was the heart of this city crawling with bumps coming in from the harbor. If it doesn't work over there, it's not far from dry."

According to information your sister supplements in a whisper, Mr. Lambrick's mansion is temporarily liberating to those who have lost their homes, and she herself and her men now live in this castle.

The last three days I was resting in my room, Mr. Lambrick stuck like a coral in this chair, apparently getting reports from his men and giving instructions.

"The responsibility for that lies with me. I'm the only one in the city who's ruined Quadriga."

That's what a woman with hair who sat next to Mr. Lambrick, like a waking sunset said.

"Before discussing punishment, let me introduce myself again"

When she stood up, she looked at me and thanked me.

"My name is Griselda Walzesika. I was traveling the continent as a cleric warrior, but to seal Quadriga and Maury, I slept in the temple of (...) Ji (...) Ma (...) for about five hundred years. I would like to express my deep gratitude to you for crusading Maury, my beloved enemy, and for saving me from the law of vanishing."

"Oh, and you're my master! Um... I don't think your master liked it and destroyed the city. So..."

More Mr. Woff, sitting next to him, hastily stood up with Gatan and said so to defend his master. But...

You keep your mouth shut.

"Higu!?

Mr. Griselda, the person who gave him the help boat, punched him in the fist bone, and Mr. Woff stuck his head against the table.

(To?)

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts! Why are you hitting me? Awesome!

Mr. Woff protests with tears by holding his head down. I'm surprised to see that, too. My first impression of Master Griselda was that it felt like Saluena and her sister had been added and divided by two, because I didn't think she was the type to shake down her fist bone even if she made a mistake.

Oh, but speaking of which, Mr. Woff, did you say before that that Master Griselda was like he could get his hands on it before his mouth could? If you look closely, I'm the only one who's surprised, and your sister and the Toslins look like 'again'. Apparently, this sight is repetitive to the extent that it is judged routine in a few days.

"Don't you understand if I don't tell you? The contents of your head seem to remain a Sukkarakan after 500 years."

"Your master tells you that if you don't like it, you will be forgiven."

With his arms together, Toslin said that in a sigh.

"Well, in this case, I think I'll be forgiven."

Carol nods to Toslin's opinion.

"That's right. Honestly, the south side of the city is destroyed because of Moss Frog and Maury."

"Right. At a time when the walls were broken and allowed to break in, the south would have been doomed."

"I agree with you, Atai. So, Master Griselda, Fretelli is not going to hold you accountable. Rather, Atai and the others are grateful. You've been protecting this city for a long time."

That's what Mr. Lambrick told me, and Master Griselda snapped briefly, 'Well...'

"If you say so, you will be saved...... but I am guilty of another"

"To? Your master? What the hell did you say you did?

Mr. Woff, with a small neck, asked with a pompous look. Then again, Master Griselda shook his fist bones down Mr. Woff's head.

"Huh!? Ouch, so you must be saying it hurts!! What the hell did I do?

"Did you think I didn't know? You cheated on the names of the cleric warriors, and you cheated on these people, right? On the contrary, it seems to have struck you to capture the goddess' apostle, Mr. Calvafon?

"Whew..."

Master Griselda said that when he was gathering information with Toslin, he was drawn to a fountain in the center of the city.

"I was underestimating you. I thought you were an asshole, but I didn't think that was it. But no matter how stupid, low brain, incompetent, the disciple is the disciple. I am also responsible for what my disciples have done, my master"

"Mm, incompetence..."

"Are you saying something wrong?

"Eh! Sorry for the inconvenience!!

Mr. Woff, who had his fist clenched in front of him, bowed his head, regardless of his forehead hitting the table with a gong. Then Laplice put his face out of Saluena's chest. Hey, where the hell are you in there?

"Mm-hmm, that's over now. I forgive Iris, and we're not going to say it anyway. Right, sister?

"That's the thing, Griselda. And while it is true that Waff has tricked us into bringing him here, there is also a part of him who was helped by that lie."

That's right. For those of us who couldn't stay any longer than that in Auschnell, the lie Mr. Woff made up was a ship across the street. Thinking about it, though it's a theory of results, the lie can also be considered one of the things that was necessary to perform a miracle on this Fretterli.

"No, but..."

But Master Griselda, who has a strong sense of justice, is not convinced.

"If you're still not convinced, I was wondering if you could give yourself a satisfactory punishment. And Iris, is that all right?

Your sister asked me, and I nodded.

"Yes. Well... as Laprith said, I don't care anymore, and as Saluena said, it's true that Mr. Woff's lies were necessary to us."

Besides, I don't resent Mr. Waff for wanting to help Master Griselda with anything.

'If you don't like it, will you be forgiven? I think I'll be forgiven,' Toslin said earlier. I think so, too. I know it's unforgivable and unforgivable, but as for this one, I think it's something to be forgiven. No, I want to forgive you.

"Besides, Mr. Woff... he really wanted to help Master Griselda. Whatever it is, I have always wanted to help you, Master Griselda, who has been sacrificing himself for someone. Once you know that, you can't blame me anymore. 'Cause if I were in Mr. Woff's shoes too... I think I would"

What if I was in Mr. Woff's shoes? Of course your sister, what if Saluena or Laplice, Toslin, Carol or Ritzereich were placed in the same situation as Master Griselda? Using someone, but it makes me want to help.

"... thank you. I will never forget that you have wept for my strange apprentice."

"Oh, what? I... Oh, I'm sorry..."

He had tears spilling over him at some point. I was told and realized that I was in a hurry to pluck my eyes.

"Dear Iris Calvafon,"

When he was called by his name and raised his eyes, which turned red, Mr. Woff stood beside Master Griselda and held the Holy Mark shining on his chest.

"Wow, thank you for saving my master. I still don't have enough power, but... the Dark Elf cleric warrior, Wal Waff, pledges his utmost loyalty to you."

"Likewise cleric warrior Griselda Welzesika. Undying loyalty to Master Calvafon. Please use this body and power."

If you look, a white snake ring embedded in my right hand pinky shines a tiny glow. There sleeps Quadriga, who has been protecting the city and the people who live there for five hundred years, while being called a tyrant.

"Thank you. I am pleased to receive the thoughts of the noble White Serpent and the brave two."

When I followed but answered that, the watchman, who loved quiet times, just once... glowed strongly.

"Then I'll come and get it later, so thank you by then."

North section of Frettelri. Ritzereich came out of a house near the church.

Moss Frog didn't come in until around here, or the houses that spared the damage are still standing in line. Well, nevertheless, the walls collapsed by the sound and the tiles wound up by the strong winds are scattered.

The time is evening. Finishing my conversation with the Lambricks, I am now with Ritzereich on the use that was in Carol's story in the morning.

Lighted by the sunset and dyed red, I waited for Ritzereich to come out to hide in a black shadow stretched out on the ground for a long time.

"Are you okay?

"Mm-hmm. They're taking it on."

Though in the evening, it's summer now. Besides, this is a city built on heated sand. It's still hot at this hour and I'm still drinking the fruit juice I bought by the time I got here, even though I know you're behaving badly.

"Oh well, good. I wish I could have filled the magic."

Laplice says my magic power right now is more digits than normal people. That's why I thought I was... rather than paying high money, but my magic seems to be a little different in nature than others', and the spirits living in the gems wouldn't accept it.

"Well, let's not do anything we can't do."

Ritzereich was thirsty too, so I offered him the juice I was drinking.

"Thank you for your hard work. Would you like a drink?

"Hmm? Hmm!?

Rizzelaich alternates between juice and me, looks twice, and looks three times and turns his voice upside down.

"I thought you were dry throat, didn't you?

"Hey, do it, keep it dry. Whoa! I was just thinking it might be time to die in Karakara. Bye!

"That's tough. Okay, yes, go ahead. Actually, it's just a little too much, and my stomach was about to get tapped, so it's gonna help."

"Ugh... right. If that's the case, uh... don't hesitate..."

Upon receiving a glass bottle with juice, Ritzereich leans in momentum. And I quickly drank it all.

"Well, then you're done, and you should go home."

I had predicted it, but it just really followed me. But it's not a sickness, and maybe it's just enough for a walk for today?

"Oh, uh... um, yeah... Your lord slept until yesterday, and it's not common for you to walk too long."

They thought the same thing about Ritzereich, and we started going back the way we came all together. But the side of Rizzelaich walking next door is somewhere lonely......

"Yeah, but can I just ask you to hang out a little longer? Because of this, and I want to look around a lot to see what's going on in the city."

When he did, Ritzereich turned to him as if he had been played.

"So, are you okay? Wow, I don't mind at all! I can afford to... hang out!

Think about it, this may be the first time Ritzereich and I have been out alone. Then maybe you two would like to talk a lot more.

"Good. Shall we walk a little more then? Let's have dinner somewhere if anything. I don't know if I'm doing it."

I held Ritzereich's hand and pulled. And walk one step ahead like a sister.

Sunset. Follow the long stretching shadow behind you, gently mumbling the song.