Mariella woke up on a bench in the living room with a 'wood leak day' fireplace.
(Is that it? When did you get back?)
The benches in the living room are fuzzy and comfortable to sleep in. I want to stay asleep for a while, although the magic I've used up has completely returned to me.
The house is very excited and fitted with an air-cooled demon prop, so it's cool and very comfortable to say it's summer. Although the demon stone consumes a lot of demon props, Mariella doesn't need to worry about it at all now because the gold coins are in a crappy state. I mean, it's bribed enough with the demonic stones Sieg collects in the hunt, and the gold coins aren't so diminished.
(Celebrity Saiko)
The boulder is Mariella. Celebrities are used incorrectly. And a low level of life satisfaction. Dinner was just served with cold beer and knobs, "Let's not blow the fatigue of the day! Looks like some guild master who says," etc.
Speaking of which, there was an adventurer at a sandwich shop near the labyrinth eating ale and bread.
I guess it's lunch, there was an adventurer's uncle who was drinking beer while the sandwich was a famous restaurant and just a cheap loaf of bread with no ham or vegetables pinched on it without cheese or butter. If you can buy beer, you can also buy bread or soup with pinched meat or ham, but for some reason a combination of beer in cheap bread.
(I wonder if you've been drinking beer with bread for a pinch, or if there's no beer. Maybe it was a substitute for soup because it's liquid? It was a very unbalanced lunch.)
I don't really know what you think about liquor lovers. A blissful moment when you think about things that don't matter.
Finishing Mariella's elegant, rich nap time was the talk between her master and Mitchell heard from the hallway. Labyrinth city buildings have small windows and poor ventilation. So every house is equipped with ventilated demon props, and the ventilation pipes run behind the ceiling. In the case of "Leaked Wood Day," when you are using air-cooled magic items only in the store and living room, for some reason you can hear the hallway to the living room.
"So what's going on, Mitchell?"
"Yes, the Lady of the Agwinas family has been captured………"
"!! A lady from the Agwinas family is about Master Cal!?
Mariella jumps up and accidentally runs out into the hallway and asks Mitchell back.
"Is this……, are you awake? We are currently searching as hard as we can. Please, keep it a secret."
"Mitchell, go home"
After a surprised look at Mariella, who popped out, the master said coldly to Mitchell, who carefully lowered her head.
Mitchell couldn't have noticed that Mariella was awake because her master hadn't noticed either.
Although Mitchell has a samurai by his master's side at the base, he is one of Weishardt's neighbors and has a strong desire to rescue Caroline for Weishardt. The leak of confidential information that “Caroline was captured” was probably motivated by a desire to get the help of Master Awabari. Although I've never seen an Alchemist (Mariella) call this woman an Alchemist, her ability to catch a glimpse of an intruder so highly lurked that she's a brilliant intelligence agent, by the way, or to spot an ordinary bottle planted in the center of a massive potion far outweighs Mitchell's ability. And perhaps battle ability.
Mitchell wasn't given the authority to ask for help, but there was a collaborative force in front of him, and he was asked to explain the situation. There is something wrong with not expecting "awkward".
But that was only for Frazija, and it was well understood that none of the Alchemists (Mariella) had any fighting power in the short time they had taken on the mission. I guess that's why Mitchell wasn't going to let Mariella hear it either. It could put Mariella in danger if you let her know.
Usually, Frazija, who would enjoy hunting "Fire, Fire" and intruders, is a good proof that she has returned to the "Wood Leak Day" carrying sleeping Mariella.
Always a jerk, Frazija stirring up booze and Mariella from day to day, but if you look at Mariella's unconscious behavior, you can guess. Mariela's safety is paramount, and she has no intention of helping Caroline or engaging Mariela.
Quietly bowing her head and turning a slightly abominable glance at Mitchell as she returns from the underground water supply to the base, "Mariella thinks of herself as a top priority," Frazija told Mariella in the face of her master.
"Wait, Master! Hey, what do you mean!? Hey!
"I'll talk to you. Wait inside."
Returning to the living room to push Mariella, who is desperate to chase her, the master heads inside the 'Wood Leak Day' store.
"Amber, we're closed today. I'm sorry, but I need you all to go home."
"No, the clouds are suspicious, hey, awesome thunder. Looks like you should leave before it rains heavily. Everyone, hurry home before it gets wet!
Seeing something for the master's attention, Amber tailored just the glowing lightning to a good reason, and when he closed the store, he went home himself.
The temporary workshop at the base is in the basement, and although I didn't even notice it because there are no windows in the living room, it is dim outside because of the thick clouds that I was able to get into because it is still noon. Occasionally glowing lightning plunged through skylights mimicking the Holy Tree to remind me of a stormy night in the dim Devil's Forest.
Potsch, I wondered if the poutsch and the large grain of rain had left a clear mark on the dry cobblestone, and strong rain came out, as if I had flipped a bucket.
"Phew, I managed to make it."
It was not until some time after Amber and the others left that Siegmund returned to 'Leaky Day'.
Today I went to the Devil's Forest to collect the rare fruit I promised Mariella. There were signs of prey around that was going to be dinner, but the weather was getting suspicious, so I just picked the promised fruit and hurried back and was able to get back to the 'leaky day' before I got down.
I was wondering if you were prepared for the heavy rain, but it was still early to close the store, but the "leak day" was closed, and the "leak day" store, where regular customers usually hang out, was idle.
I felt Mariella's magic from the living room, so I know she's safe, but I don't hear Mariella popping up "Welcome Back" usually, and only the rain noise is slightly loud.
"Mariela, I'm home. I brought you the promised fruit."
That's what I said. Sieg opens the door that leads to the living room. The living room, once a large one, was remodeled upon occupancy, partitioned back into a living room with a fireplace in the back and a dining room in front. The dining room is now used as a clinic in Nielenberg, and today my master was drinking on the top of Buddha instead of Nielenberg.
I wonder what happened to Sieg, but he opens the back door and enters the living room, silently urging his master to go to Mariella.
Mariela nodded with her knees on her favorite bench.
"What's up, Mariella"
Sieg hurriedly stops by and peeks into Mariella's face. Mariela finally raised her face from her knees to Sieg's voice, and she looked like she was about to cry even now with her lower lip chewed up cuddly.
"Sieg......"
The emotions that can be read from that expression are not just sadness. Anxiety, fear, haste, anger. To the look of such complex emotions all around, Sieg asked again, "What's wrong?" when he knelt down in front of Mariella and gazed at her.
Mariella's tied mouth moves as she sifts. If I speak up, if I talk to you, it's going to spill tears.
"It's okay, Mariela. Because it's okay. Talk to me."
As such, Mariella opened her mouth to speak to Mariella gently and frowned slightly, closing her mouth again and burying her face in her lap.
"Mariella......"
It was at some point the master who stood at the present entrance who explained the situation to the bewildered Zeke.
"A friend of mine got caught."
"Miss..., is that Caroline?
"Wow... I was mistaken for an alchemist..."
Mariella leaks a creaking voice while keeping her face buried in her knees.
"The role of the alchemist (,) is that he bought it and left. I'm ready."
"So... but I helped."
"So what do you do when you leave? What can you do? You're out of here with no fighting power, and you're just gonna make things easier. Are you willing to waste even the feelings of the lady who bought it and left? I'm sure there's only going to be more people at risk to protect you."
"Yes... but..."
"Lady Frey, please, no more."
Sieg takes control of the master who tries to carry on the words further. Mariella shuddered small with her face buried and her knees held, surely in tears.
Zeke speaks quietly to his master as he gently strokes Mariela's head. Instead of Mariella.
"Mariela knows exactly what I'm talking about. Everything Master Frey said.
So you wanted to talk to me earlier, but you swallowed the words. He said that no one should come out who would be hurt any more because of himself.
Mariella knows all about being helpless and that being on the table only makes the situation worse, and still, if she doesn't want to lose her friend because of herself, she can't help but hope. "
"……, I know, that's not true"
The master answers, as if only the sushi seemed to be bad.
"Shit..., Master, here, when you come..., I, I..., searched...!
Mariella says as she squeezes up. I was wondering if there was a way to find Caroline.
"That's spiritual magic. I can't use it on Mariella, and I can't find it because I don't know who Cal is."
A master who tells Mariella with a slightly smaller voice.
"So, I..., I don't want to lose it anymore...!"
Phew - Mariella's throat leaks out the scream as she squeezes her tiny, faint voice as she exhales.
I guess you remember the day you lost Lynx. Mariela's sad voice pierces Sieg.
"Mariela, I'll go find it. Take days to find and show. And I'll definitely bring you home. So don't cry."
There is no effective way to find Caroline in this comforting Zeke. It's not an organization called the Labyrinth Crusaders, it's just an individual who doesn't have the special skills to find people. But what else could Sieg do? What can I say for Mariella?
Sieg softly lays his hands over Mariella's hand holding her knees. A small hand struck with pity has healed and saved Sieg many times. Its warm hands are now trembling and cold as ice.
"Ji-ku..."
Mariella's voice is about to disappear. Frazija, who was watching the two of them,
"…… there is only one way. Maybe we can use it now."
And I told him in a quiet voice.