"Mariela, the basement is cold. Let's take a break."
Sieg calls Mariella to work in the basement. Mariella's hand, immersed in the work next to the small heated magic prop, is blushing red and plump.
Rub in front of the fireplace and rub hands together to warm Mariella.
Applying the lower potion Siege brought from the basement to his fingertips before drinking cocoa heals the servant, by the way. When I take the remaining potion, I also apply it to my face.
"Bottom to Top -, Bottom to Top -, Lift Earp"
It is a good sight to see in areas where potions are cheaply available, such as Imperial Capital.
The potion heals the injury. Rough skin is also minor skin damage, so it can be cured with low-grade potions. If you are in a home to a degree where you don't have any difficulty living, you can often see the sight of your child healing him in a lower level potion if he gets a little hurt and his mother painting the remaining potion on his face.
Of course, it is not as easy for ordinary people to live as it can be used every day, so there are some things out there that I have said are cosmetics that I normally use. Lower potions are what we call special care.
"Yes, and Zeke. Face scars, they're hard to get rid of."
Mariella also drips a lower potion in Sieg's hand while saying that.
"It would be unnatural if this wound disappeared. I'm glad you stayed."
While answering that, Sieg stretched the potion to the abrasion on Nielenberg's archery, and then handed Mariella a a cup with cocoa.
Mariella brings her face closer to the cup where the lower potion is applied and she becomes more matte, in addition to the hot air.
I'll tell you what else.
It's like a freshly peeled boiled egg. Mariella is still alive today with the flavour of the ingredients.
In the living room with the fireplace there was a chair for one paired with a bench, some furniture on the table. It was purchased in the furniture city, which was opened as soon as Siege and the others went out to the Earlyman Hot Springs. Every piece of furniture was found by Mariella, Shelley checked the design, Caroline determined the quality, and Amber paid for it. Since I hunt all the good stuff at extra pinpoints, I was approached to ask if I could get a job as a furniture dealer on a four-person set.
They are all paid off by the noblemen, but they are all from a cute design somewhere calm and very good in the 'wood leak day' living room. The crate instead of the desk, which I am sorry for, performs its duties as a box in the basement.
"I used a little too much in the furniture city. I almost lost it when I said I was going to use it while Zeke was out."
While Zeke was away, he lived eating oak meat and herbs from the herb garden that had been turned into frozen demon props, 'sample' treats delivered by Mr. Merle.
"It's Mariella's money, so I wish it was ad hoc"
"That's right. This chair is more fuzzy than Cal's chair."
Mariela makes you jump on a bench laughing happily.
Sieg doesn't know. To say that today is the first time Mariela has bounced so much in this bench.
Pom, Pom, Pom, Pom, Pom.
'Wood Leak Day', which no one says anything about jumping, is too broad to live alone.
Slaken, listen to me.
While Sieg and the others were out at the Earlyman Hot Springs, Mariella grabbed a box of sweets and went to the workshop after the customer and Nielenberg returned, making a potion of sweets while talking to Slaken about the slime (synthetic organism) in the bottle.
I spent too much in the furniture city, but I didn't have any money. Did you miss the meal you make and eat alone or was it simply a hundred million robberies? Mariela doesn't tell stories like that. But, "Sieg's cocoa is delicious. Marshmallow, substitute another one," and say, "... too spoiled...? It's just for today, okay?" and so on. "The time spent with Sieg, who adds marshmallows, is very warm. Mariella was chewing up her return routine.
"So, what were you making this time?
"Yeah, there's plenty of insecticide-specific potions."
Mariella tells Siege what happened while they were out at the Arlyman Hot Springs.
Even without Sieg's training, Nielenberg arrived early in the morning to ask Mariella questions about the potion and check Mariella's health in the short time leading up to the opening.
"Is there a potion that can kill bugs?
"There are insect repellents and insecticides. But the ingredients vary depending on the type of insect. Maybe five different types of typical insecticide potions. Even the ones that work better are intermediate, so I don't know how far they'll work on demons."
"Mm. Right."
After such a conversation, Nielenberg gives the letter to the soldier who came to see him. And Mallow, who came to pick up the potion at night, orders "Mr. Mariella, I'd like to ask for ten of each of the five insecticidal potions next".
I can't complain because Mariela is the one who asked the Black Iron Transport Corps for a confidentiality contract, but it really stays around. Mariella went on to create five insecticide-specific potions, still thinking to Nielenberg, who emphasizes the "Alchemist of the Empire," (maybe they really think he's an Alchemist of the Empire) and so on.
A few days after Mariella delivered the insecticidal potion, a massive order for one of those potions came in.
(by virtue of this!? Wow, that sucks!
Mariella blued her face into a situation where so much potion was needed, even though she told Marlowe that the potion had worked well and that if the potion still worked.
Mariella thinks that insects and people can live together because they are small.
('Cause if you look closely, you're kimochiwalui.)
It's not an academic reason, it's a completely personal preference. I have full eyes or many legs growing. On the contrary, some are like imobes who don't know where their eyes, hands and feet are. I want to observe closely what is going on, but I can't make sure that it moves quickly when I do it, or even if I take a closer look, I don't know. Besides, when I crush it, it has juice.
From the bug, he said, "Animals look more like juice! Perhaps you think." It does cause a lot of blood when you dismantle animals and demons that can eat meat. Mariella thought of certain insects as different from the disgusting nature of the juice coming out of the insects because it wasn't pleasant, but it looked painful or cruel.
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There are seven sources of sin. He said that "bulimia," "lust," "greed," "anger," "arrogance," "jealousy," and "laziness" lead man to sin. Then they should be the furthest from sin.
Because they don't eat bulimia, they know moderation. Even a small amount of leftovers or garbage that cannot even be called food can be used as a meal. Plus, it's amazingly small amounts of food that can connect lives.
Because they are even pale and pure. If more than three females existed, it would be impossible for a creature capable of forming a child of its own to be foolish enough to destroy itself with lust.
Because they are not greedy. It's a humble thing that wants only a little muddy, warmth. A warm plush must save you.
Because they leave it to anger, they don't attack people. It is said that it is an adventure full of surviving tactics when it comes to rare. The more merciful creatures are compared to the disease-mediating ones.
Because they're not lazy. I know the diligence of keeping working and getting food throughout the night.
Because they're far from jealous. Wearing a simple black coat that reminds me of mourning, it can also be described as an incarnation of patience.
Because they're secretly raw right next to arrogant people. It is no exaggeration to say that the living who avoids the eyes knowing that they are not to be desired and who relieves himself of the shade is a virtue of humility.
To say that they are so virtuous, people sometimes call them "black demons" and scorn them.
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"Gino, so -!!!
Anything that comes out. This is their address. You must want to claim that the intruders are from the Labyrinth Crusaders. The Black Devil (Cockroach) on the 55th level of the Labyrinth was terrible, tough and vicious, whether the carelessness of those destined for Search & Destroy made them do so.
"Ugh! Don't come! Firewall!"
The fire magic unleashed by a confused sorcerer soldier burns into a black demon. The flames that ignite the soggy, greasy, illuminated surface burn up while you look at them, and the black demon that has become a fire grinder runs around with the cassava still igniting as if it hasn't taken any damage.
A black demon over 1 m in length can catch my attention even if I don't like it. Due to the large size of the waste, the texture of the wings, the movement of the legs and even the hairs that have grown are clear. Since all the soldiers of the Labyrinth Crusaders are highly physically capable and have developed their motor vision, they will have been able to grasp whether this is still the case until the fine movement.
"Ah, dust."
Bubble, bubble, bubble.
"Retreat! I want to!!
The black devil, who was running around on fire, finally evolved into a flying individual.
I'm the king of this great forest.
The Great Forest is quickly transformed into a sea of fire by burning black demons flying endlessly around the Great Forest of the Labyrinth's 55th Hierarchy.
Is Weishardt falling because he was sprinkled with smoke, or is it the visual effect of the black demon? The 55th tier was in flames when all the Labyrinth Crusaders fled to the upper tier.
"Hurry up and make a call! Treat the wounded, no. Make sure they're safe, including mental health."
The healing wizard assigned to each squad to Leonhardt's call continues to gather for reports.
"All physical injuries have been healed. No problem. Just……………"
"Cowaii, Cowaii, Cowaii, Cowaii..."
"Are you flying or something…………………………………"
Multiple soldiers nodding with their heads, knees and bumps.
"Again…………"
Since I came to this hierarchy, there have been more soldiers in need of rest.
A month has passed since the Pillar Crusade, which floats in the sea, and the treatment of the soldiers who remain affected by the new black drug is well under way.
But the 55 tier offense is difficult to navigate, and the thread of resolution of what hasn't caused any serious damage to the Labyrinth Crusaders is still invisible. Leonhardt's impatience is solicited by his younger brother, Weishardt, who grows increasingly impatient every day. This brother hated bugs for a long time.
I hear that the alchemists who slept in the basement of the Agwinas family were extremely short-lived, even those who woke up from the sleep of temporary death, and died of what appeared to be a loss of magic or overwork, turned into salt. There is no guarantee that the alchemist in the last pulse contract (contractor) will not. Since that incident, efforts have been made to reduce the burden on alchemists under the Terrestrial Package Contract (Contractor) by thoroughly sorting out potions according to the degree of injury and ordering lower and intermediate potions, and Nielenberg has been asked to check for magic disturbances to see if there are any abnormalities and frequently plugged in nutritious confectionery. I hear it's worth it and it's getting a lot better blood color.
I've been searching for whether I can't crusade with the Labyrinth Crusaders alone without putting extra strain on it, but it might be time to limit it.It's enough to say that the offensive speed over the past few months has been unusual given that it took me 200 years to reach only 52 tiers. But it is not a chronic situation.
"Contact Nielenberg."
Weishardt had a miraculous resurgence with one of the five insecticide-specific intermediate potions delivered a few days later under Leonhardt, who so ordered. It may have grown diagonally due to a slight fear of blurring. With the evolutionary Weishardt, the crusade of the 55th tier of the Labyrinth turned into a major operation to moisturize the Labyrinth City.