Having finished reading that much, I sighed heavily.
... it's too much of a problem.
What if the Gerds and the Gerds in this book were the same person...
First of all, do you mean that he has been living since the time of Lord Nguyen Reel?
That's unusual.
And if what is written in this book is correct... "
After all, war is about to break out in order to make the [Stone of the Wise].
No, I'm sure they'll wake him up.
... I'm embarrassed that the problem is too big.
Maybe I should talk to my father and the mother who is related to Nguyen Lee.
Thinking so, I decided to wait for my father to come back from work.
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"The stone of a wise man."
I will explain what I learned from my master, Anna, and what I learned from the book just now. At the end of the opening, father and mother shouted loudly, and each covered their mouths in a hurry so that they could not be heard by other people in the house.
After that, the three of them continued their conversation in a whisper.
"Besides, it's terrible to start a war looking for human souls in that ingredient..." That's why Lady Nguyen Reel hated secularism and locked herself in the tower..... "
My mother covered her face with both hands.
"... but he wrote that he wanted to leave some clues for future generations." I hope we can find some clues from the many books he left behind..... "
I spoke of that, slight hope.
"But Daisy, are you okay with your body now?"
Your father stared at me worriedly.
"Do you remember Ariel? The girl from Yang's elf who helped me in the duel between oniisama and oniisama."
Yeah, of course I do.
“I saved the tree of the world in the city of the Yang Elves and the city of the Star Elves. As a result, I was cut off by Gerz's desire to gather his soul in a way other than war. Of course, there's only one more Elf's town left that we can't save without a clue..."
"Daisy..."
From people who don't know anything, there is no surprise.
But when I met Ariel, I lived with her for a time, and knew that she was an elf.
And in the first place, the father and mother who have my daughter, the beloved son of the Green Spirit King.
That's why you took my story seriously.
"... it's because of me that I let Gerz return to war as a means."
“Daisy, that's too much to think about. If you hadn't saved the world tree, this world would have collapsed, right? But if you save me, this time I'll get a different one. It's not your problem, it's the thought of someone named Gerz."
I shook my head to the side in response to my father's persuasion.
“No, Father, I'm sure I'm doomed to be involved in this issue.”
"Daisy..."
Your mother watches me worryingly.
"Hey, Daisy."
Your mother stared at me with a suddenly soft expression.
Nguyen Reel-sama is a wise man, but seems to be exploring the path of alchemy.... maybe that's what I was thinking. Perhaps that's why you were born into the family of this magician, the House of Presularia, and you're an alchemist. "
"Rosé! What are you talking about?" I object to getting Daisy involved in this issue. This is fine as long as the adult confronts the adult. That should be the problem! I don't know if I'm going to make a delivery back there, and I'm not going to let Daisy get involved in a war! ”
Your father disagreed with your mother's words, which I and Nguyen Lee had come up with.
It's always the gentle and gentle father's harsh words.
Yeah. I know. They're worried about me.
... but I feel like there's something I can only do.
“Honestly, I don't know what I can do.... but in this situation, I can't help but do something! Somehow, I want to find a way to save this country... No, I want to save the people of this world from losing their lives in war and so on! I'm sure there's something there!”
Where does the basis come from?
But for some reason, something like my sense of sensitivity or sensitivity insisted that it was right.
Because I heard the stories of the goddesses who weave the fate into Agrales, the Queen of the Yang Elves.
Or is it because in the book I read earlier, it was written that "I will give it to a young alchemist who will awaken him one day" and "to bequeath even a small amount of wisdom that will benefit the rest of the world"?
Or is it because I feel the blood?
It seemed like none of them, and I didn't feel like none of them.
However, I cannot help but do nothing.
It was just full of thoughts.