Simmering Jams at the Edge of the Forest

Would it have been so small?

My mother, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, was much smaller and finer than I remember.

If my life in Wangdu really doesn't suit my skin, I've been leaving for ten years in one of the territories I used to live in. The last time I saw him was eight years ago. Nearly a year has passed since I stopped returning the cards I exchanged two or three times a year from here.

I know I have a reason for alienation. Only time passed without even knowing how to do it better that there would be more.

So no wonder the letter arrived from my doctor to my boss, not from my mother.

Dustin, this arrived yesterday.

One letter given to my boss, Chancellor Howard, came from Dr. Reynolds, who used to be the head doctor of the Royal Palace. I read the contents and looked up. That "The Invitational of the Spirit" appeared...... it was also in the backyard of the mansion where Meeserie's mother lived.

He said he was critically wounded dying, but he took his life in Dr. Reynolds' treatment, and is now being rehabilitated by his mother. Details were explained by climbing the castle.

"Is this... is it true"

"There's no reason for Reynolds to be false. And I'm pretty sure there was a spirit in the woods."

That's right. I don't believe it, but I guess it's true. One or two in a hundred years, the Spirit that very rarely he appears somewhere on the continent, and his invitee. I hadn't heard about it in the last two hundred years or so since I became the current royal family in this country.

The Spirit is the one who prepares this world by its presence. The emergence of his is a gospel given more than heaven, and more protected and serene prosperity is promised, such as the heavenly mutation. Conversely, if you work a wolf and make him angry, he hides himself, and the nations around him say they sink to the bottom of the earth.

I thought it was a myth or a fairy tale, the Spirit actually appears, and there is a country that sank hundreds of years ago. It was a volcano then...... flames and lava suddenly erupted from the ground of the palace and overnight the country could disappear from the map.

It was last year that it was confirmed that there were spirits in the woods, the site of the Palace of the Old Dynasty. There are a lot of sorcery officials in the jurisdiction, but it just doesn't seem like the Spirit opponent is going to be able to make much progress with the investigation or the interaction. Come there, you 'invitee'... you'll need to be careful.

"This will be the story since Reynolds arrived, but if 'invitee' doesn't seem to be able to move for a while, someone needs to go here. as well as coordinating with the Magic Academy."

"... is"

It was a month after that letter arrived that Dr. Reynolds came to King's Capital. The report had come about twice by letter, but as usual, the 'invitee' said he was with his mother.

Because Spirit matters become a special case at the first level, such members as the top of each department gathered for meetings. Only the head of the magic school has been there since last night because the spirits have appeared in the woods again.

"The 'invitee' Margaret hopes to stay with Measley's Adelaide Dustin like this. Based on my current physical condition, I would recommend it too."

"How's the injury?

"Much healed, but I was wondering if carriage travel to Wangdu was still possible for a while"

... says he hopes to be at my mother's. Even the last time I saw her, my mother still lived far from the magic equipment and such. I don't think my mother will change soon, but does' invitee 'mean she's familiar with that life? I heard it was a young woman, but is that what happened... the woman who was my wife was totally useless.

"Is the Spirit the same?

"Emergence is whimsical, and the time it's appearing is not right. Are you willing to talk to me or not... I'm just saying that I seem to care about 'invitees'"

"I see. Look at the fold, so that both the Spirit and the 'invitee' can see if they want to see each other"

According to Dr. Reynolds, unlike past examples of 'invitees', I have memories but have lost my voice. Writing is possible and according to the personal declaration, he is twenty-eight years old and in the original world he is a civilian, a single professional woman. Parents/relatives say they are already dead and have one brother. He said that he was calm now, although somewhat disturbed.

I could see from the conversation that she was trusted and dear by Dr. Reynolds.

The hope of the person, and the fact that my mother, the landlord, also agrees, led me to continue to ask Meeserie to stay. After seeing how the injury went, we also decided to start sending investigators here, and the meeting ended that day.

"Walter, do you have a minute?"

"... because I have the following plans"

Dr. Reynolds pulled me over to quit the place. The words of no are returned without the wind that seemed to have been expected and cared for.

"Looks like you're still busy, it'll be over soon. It's about the investigators, but I want you to come."

He didn't expect a reply. That's all I said, bye, and I gently slapped my shoulder and left...... Daniel Reynolds. Both his skill as a physician and his personality are worthy of trust and respect.

He retires from the position of head doctor of the Royal Palace and works alongside a country town clinic and other businesses in the same meeseries as his mother, and sometimes comes to Wang Capital to find and support a promising young man. There must have been a young doctor still training at his place. Of the bastard of the Count family. He has said no many times to his invitation to return to the King's Capital.

My mother and I used to be familiar with him. He is more like a relative in himself than a doctor. It conveys that I hope to repair my relationship with my mother even if I don't put it in my mouth. That's why I'm still aware of my impudence for not being able to distance well.

I don't know if Dr. Reynolds raised it, but in the end, one of the investigators decided on me under the authority of his superior, the Chancellor.

A visit to Meeserie without an inn would be a good one, and I was ordered to travel for a full week to digest some of the accumulated annual holidays.

The other, Hugh Townsend, is still from Meeserie from the Magic Academy.

Magic Academy staff have a lot of guys with the same personality that ate people, but this guy is also an example and a floating, graspless figure.

I used to be in the position of being the finest student in school, myself and the freshman, but I had lectured together in some classes due to the height and speciality of his magic, and I remembered this one over there.

"I read in the report, but I wonder what kind of kid she actually is - I'm looking forward to it"

I didn't like the Earl's carriage, so I headed to Meeserie with a Tsuji carriage, as Hugh said. I've been talking to you personally and intimately since earlier, but nothing seems to have asked for this reply. Hugh is satisfied with the right gavel.

Courtesy to the elderly, or up and down relationships by status, makes no sense to those who are capable of magic academies. If I cared about this one, I wouldn't be at work, and I'm making good things because I'm one of the few people who easily calls out to myself when I'm aware that it's the look that scares people away from my father.

When Meeserie approached me, I just pinched my mouth when I suddenly told the stranger to change where I was going.

"I plan to see the village chief first."

"I know, but I have no business with the village chief. Besides, you'd be better off sneaking up on the 'inviter' stuff all of a sudden, wouldn't you?

It was true that I wanted to see a side that took the form of being pushed off, but not the outside of the person who was at my mother's.

Quietly disembarking the carriage in front of a mansion built near a forest outside the village, unfamiliar enough not to feel nostalgic, can stop you from trying to make your way to the main entrance.

"Shit, be quiet, it's this way. Backyard?... Wow, I've never seen anything like it..."

Hugh's special magic, it dwells in his eyes. He can actually “see” magic, which is usually only recognisable like an air stream. Seems to be able to not only see but also interfere, but it seems confidential at the magic school about your entire contents, and only a very small number of people know the lead.

The woman in the field stood looking up at the sky with a vegetable cage if she turned to the backyard as he showed her, looking into the sky.

Refreshing old moulded clothes, wide straw hat by the tip. Those that look familiar will belong to my mother. There are distances, and I don't know my face because I'm turning my back on this one, but it wraps around the calm air that familiarizes me with the forest.

A large dog from the woods...... it would be the one in the letter that said when it was and started keeping it, I did say his name was Buddy, and when he was taken out of the field he crouched down and started playing with the dog.

"... eh"

I gaze at the tip of my neighbor Hugh's breathtaking gaze.

... Surprised.

A grain of gold light is flying around her. Not only is he playing, apparently. I'm losing my voice, and as I heard, I can't hear a single sound of her voice, but I can tell it's twitching like I saw it.

"Fairy Egg"... there will be no further proof. My hat falls off and my eyes are taken away by the glossy dark hair that spills out.

If I noticed, Hugh was walking along, who seems to have lost interest.

I was surprised at our sudden appearance, but she regained her mind and thanked the brilliant lady. So much so that I thought this was the garden of the royal palace for so much perfection.

I finally stand in the front and see what she looks like. Dark hair, mysterious odd eyes, white skin like flowers floating in summer springs. You look a lot younger than you were listening to. My mother's dress looks good and doesn't feel ancient either. How much was a serious injury dying of this luxurious body?

This is the 'invitee' but... isn't it close? I wouldn't even dance. It wouldn't be the distance between the first adult men and women I met. When you move poorly, you're going to touch it and it's solidifying, I tell you to smile openly and get your hands on it.

Thin fingertips slowly spell the letters after watching my hands squeeze.

Why, cookies. I don't know what 'invitee' thinks.

A body smaller than I remember, a weakened voice. I am reminded of the years when I had not met them that made me feel old.

Mother and 'invitee' Margaret, who rapport much more like real children than themselves. You can't have the right to feel alienated while you make that cause yourself.

And after all, he seems to like life unchanged without a magic guide. The troubled face of the head chef of Wang Du's mansion comes to my attention as I stand in the kitchen myself. I soon learned that Margaret was familiar with this life. I don't even look like I'm pushing it.

I was also concerned about the proximity of her distance to Hugh, but when it came to that, did the report also say she had bad eyes? You should also make glasses when you come to Wang Du... I want you to have something called the right distance between a man and a woman to protect herself.

"Hey, you showed me something good ~"

"Is that about your bright red face? I did see something unusual."

"Bhuhu, there's a little one, an egg, an egg!

This is another rarity and a tribute. They're so moving. Now I'm just walking towards the village centre to get out of the mansion and go to the village chief. Forget personality. Strength is supposed to be origami. The elite of the sorcery said something unexpected.

"I guess Hugh is also going to the woods, isn't he seeing spirits and eggs?

"Spirit Sama is familiar with people, so far the only person I can see at the Magic Academy is the head. I can't get you into the woods themselves in the first place. I can only go to the forest entrance."

I wonder if this guy who pointy his mouth in a boring way is really thirty ways.

The forest where the Spirit appeared is a strange place where many things have not been clarified. The most important thing is that there is some kind of junction in the woods and humans are usually not allowed in?

"Well, put that away. I'm pretty sure she's an 'invitee'. And then those eyes... I was wondering if you could show me."

"Is there anything suspicious?"

"Mm-hmm. No, it's more of a confirmation than suspicion. But, well, I'd like to find out if I'm not."

The Magic Academy had a lot of research idiots. Those who are attached will not be accumulated.

"... but I can't help it."

"I won't, because I'm nice to a pretty girl. Plus, it's reckless to piss off 'invitees'...... yeah? I don't know what's gonna happen, heh, I'm curious."

I walked the idyllic country road without having time to spare my companion the power to get between my eyebrows a not-so-trustworthy good man.