- Regardless of the story of such a woman.
Sputnik saw once again the wizards' departure.
"What are those guys? Are you glad I didn't chase you?"
"If it's true, I wanted to chase you."
When asked, Soaran said something half-hearted, like he was half-hearted.
"Your pride. I won't tell you because I'm gonna hurt you."
…………
"Ah, pain."
I fell asleep on the ground and released my heel without looking behind me, but apparently it went in.
It's terrible. I'm curing you.
"I'm angry at the way you put it. Anyway, you couldn't leave me alone with the injured person, that's what I'm going to do."
"Oh, you got it."
"All right, all right. You're selling fights. I'll buy it if I can beat you up. Be prepared."
"You must be the one who said it."
When he took the example jewel out of his pocket and said it, he still replied as if he was in trouble.
"That's the rest, I thought I'd pay you back one day."
"Borrowed?"
"'I' would have injured you. That's my apology. Even if we didn't have a choice because of the circumstances, it shouldn't have happened."
"I got you a reward."
"I'm so sorry."
He's a weird, clean guy. And I thought - or not, I think again. It is not unusual for a human being who could only survive by getting his hands dirty to want to be at least as good as he can be. Of course, some people will reopen and soak up plenty.
Then Soaran shut up. Looking back wondering what he was thinking, he looks at the jewel of Sputnik's hand with disgusting eyes.
When he looked at each other, he frowned awkwardly.
"You know."
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry about that, but I wonder if you can get rid of it. The magic is sucked out of you, and the healing isn't working."
"Ah."
Is that what you mean?
But where can I do it once and for all without affecting me? The troubled quote, when I took out my pocket purse and put it inside, he said, "That's fine".
"And then..."
"What. Do you still have something?"
"No..."
Bad tooth talk. But that doesn't seem to mean I don't want to answer. Right, right, right, after repeating meaningless words for a while.
He said this, as he had decided to do.
"You know, you. I wonder if you know the name of the 'fantion'."
Fansion.
Generally, it's a name to give a woman, but no one I knew in Sputnik had that name. I don't know if anyone with that name was in The Woman Who Doesn't Worth Remembering His Name, less than I know him.
"Fansion... I don't think our guest was there"
"I don't know if he's with your boss."
"I don't even know Mr. Kruelol's men's names. What's wrong with him?"
And he shrugged, and distorted his expression.
I say it with a voice that squeezes out of the back of my throat.
"Yours... because I was watching the way you guys did and remembered that one a little"
"Is that it?"
"My fiancée. Now, the old one comes along.... I was researching a lot about the relationship between magic and gems. He seemed interested in ore disease."
I don't know how he felt about the slightly lower voice, or Sputnik, who had no experience with forgiveness or anything like that, but.
- Unexpectedly recalls one day the 'sinister' face of an employee (Crewe).
Yuki's people. Tips. Alternatively, spy.
It is certain that she has the knowledge of magic entanglement and also the wizard's pawn, which is about that woman who created such a damned jewel. If so, would the acquaintance, companion, or genealogy heir of his fiancée functione be Yuki, or Krulol's acquaintance? The human genealogy that died in the accident, that, in that hand?
When Sputnik asked about Soaran's fiancée, she said she hadn't looked into it. But.
That woman who hates wizards and the wizard that she died in an accident. ――
"Yes, fully healed"
Soaran slapped me on the back gently and gave it back to me.
When I realized, the heavy pain in my back was gone. I can't get out of drowsiness and fatigue, but maybe I can't cure the original one.
Stand up, stretch your shoulders, and extend your arms again. The dust all over the clothes remained white even when beaten. I think there are wrinkles all over the place, and when I get home, it's laundry, etc.
"When, you. Is your princess a lodger? I thought you might have let me accompany you on your referral visit while the store was closed."
Princess. I don't really think that word would suit her, but there was only one person who seemed to fit into it. I answer, remembering the last time I saw him - he could handle sleeping with his miserable face.
"No, it's the Chamber of Commerce"
"Chamber of Commerce?"
"You brought me breakfast. It was also dangerous to walk the city alone, so scold me for coming out of the inn alone and wait at the Chamber of Commerce as it were -"
"... he wasn't there, was he?
I didn't immediately know what the surprise answer returned meant.
I just ask him full of unpleasant hunches and can't afford to make an expression. His big eyes with the girl's shackles didn't look like he was lying.
"The first time I came to this city, I went to the Chamber of Commerce to see you. But I couldn't see him, so I looked and walked, and I was there..."
"There were three."
Soaran's words eventually narrowed and interrupted - what Sputnik was able to say so that he could wear them just before that was something without a subject.
Quickly, keep going.
"He's a wizard. The wizard who spoke to me last night. There were three of them. And where did the other one go?
Earlier, two wizards. They replied, "No," to him, who asked him why the raid was "a warning". So what was the right answer? - Wasn't it 'Stopping'?
See where they went. There is no shadow there. Wizards and, naturally, beloved employees.
My head gets fever over what emotions are causing it. Even the dull head slows the movement even further. I can't stay like this. But if we don't get around to where we are, we're just wasting time.... but thoughts, etc. There's a lot of agony.
Then, unexpectedly, a grain of light appeared in front of him. Magic light.
When I noticed, Soaran was looking at his own palm. Precisely the light that overflows from it.
"Let's go up there"
"Up?"
"Wherever you are, that's easier to find.... because it's hard for you to use it."
Soaran waved his arms wide. The light that was gushing from his hands and dancing there, as if it were a fountain, scattered as it behaved - gleaming white, it wrapped around Sputnik's leather shoes. Eventually they disappeared to be sucked into the surface of the shoe.
Only for a moment, my heel seemed feverish, but it also fits right in.
Soaran looked at the scene without even grinning, and when the light subsided, he gave Sputnik this instruction.
"I wonder if you'll jump. Light enough."
Kick the ground gently, not knowing what effect it will have on the absorbed. - and.
"... this is handy"
I raised my admiration because I stayed at its highest point, where his body jumped, as if up an invisible staircase.
From there again, I will now try to jump a little harder than I did earlier. and his shoes increased in height according to their strength. To parable, the feeling of flying one step up the stairs. His body went up the universe high to match it.
Eventually the height leads to the roof of the building.
"How user-friendly is that?"
I heard a voice from the side right away. When you turn around, there you will see a girl crossed over like a wizard.
"Quite an interesting tool, but not if you're arguing about it now."
"Sure. Now, where is our princess?"
At that time.
In the northern direction, pan, and the light played.
Not so big, but a bright white light that would burn your eyes if you saw it in person. It was suddenly blossoming with the sound of crushing a swollen paper balloon, bright enough to be seen even under a clear sky. That was so similar to what the wizard had just unleashed, the different colors.
- My own foot moved faster than I thought it was something, probably not because of my shoes.