The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

A group of cavalry was running through the rain.

To the impending momentum, the wind cannot hold back the cavalry from progressing, except for the rain that falls like a beating. Even the weather was on our side, but the wind storm is avoiding them because the leading Weishardt is tearing the atmosphere apart by the magic of the wind.

I was wondering if it would disturb the rain, wind, etc., any more.

"Weiss, take the third squad."

Having heard the information Siege had brought, Leonhardt ordered Weishardt to lead Dick's squad to Caroline's rescue.

"I have been commanded by the Lord to help me. Please, take me with you."

Zeke, who said so and offered to accompany him, is also in the rear of a group.

The Alchemist (Mariella) told me where Caroline is in the woods east of the labyrinth city. They saw a decaying charcoal-burning kiln nearby. Although the decaying charcoal grill itself is several in the east woods, it was built along the slopes of the mountain hem, which allowed for an approximate stare.

Not so far from the labyrinth city. It's a shallow forest, even if you descended from a horseman at the entrance to the forest and proceeded on foot. I can get there in less than a moment.

But how far does fate hold up Weishardt's path? When they reached the charcoal grill, Caroline had moved away, and the still new footprints left on the wet ground had disappeared from the middle of the road to the woods, although they continued along the way.

"Break up and search! I bet you haven't been far! They're after us! Hurry!"

At Weishardt's behest, the soldiers of the Labyrinth Crusaders split into three teams.

"Mitsuketa."

Caroline heard such a voice when Weishardt reached the charcoal grill. Robert was the first to react to the voice of another country, spreading a blinding curse around him, grabbing Caroline's hand and running into the woods.

If it had continued to rain heavily, it would have covered up only a few of the two fleeing people, but at some point the rain had stopped and the wet feet, though unchanged, made Caroline's walk even more difficult. The dress is totally water sucking and heavy, disturbing Caroline and Robert so that if the grass is caught, it will be captured on the spot.

"Mudada, the magician"

Slowly, a man in black who kicks his curse and walks to Carolines to show off the difference in power. He must have been the one who served medicine at the reception hotel. The man in the light black costume, not only hiding his face to say that he is making a spy into a business, dares to distance himself from the two while exposing himself, even though he can easily be lost in the trees.

"Come on."

Robert tries a curse to stop the spy at all, and at the same time leaps off to send magic to the left hand engraving to erase the signs. If Caroline had been unconscious, she would have been able to hide herself with a few gaps. Because once I was able to slip through this spy's eyes and get Caroline out of the hotel. However, with Caroline's consciousness, no matter how advanced the engraving, the signs seep out thinly.

"Brilliant, Na. Hidden. Sono Information, Value Al. Agwinasno successor yo"

Did you spot Robert's engraving, or did you think it was skill or magic? Looks like the spy identified Robert as a prey.

"Situation Kawatta. Two, Leteikennu in a row. Dakara."

"Run! Cal!

Having guessed the circumstances, Robert pushes Caroline into the back of the woods and leaps forward in front of the spy as he stands still.

"Waste Dato Word Datta"

"Brother!

A spy who stumbled on Robert, when he approached Caroline in just a few steps, sprinkled a white blade over Caroline to see when he had pulled it out.

"Carrugh!"

Robert calls out his sister's name. Reach out your hand toward Caroline. I reach out that hand that I could not grasp the dreams entrusted to me by the alchemists, nor even the life of the scorched Esterlia. Is this hand stained with sin no longer able to help even my sister?

Is this the reward of dyeing your hands for the curse?

On the stretched left hand, the engraving of the flame.

It depends on the appearance of the incarnation of the flame that gave Robert an engraving on the back of his brain. That must be something in this world. If we want any more miracles, we will have to offer a tranquil death instead of a peaceful life.

(Is it okay?)

If you can't grasp anything and just mourn your helplessness, there's no point in life or even death.

This life and soul will give you everything you have left. So, please, please, just my sister.

In that place where I dyed my hands with evil laws, the housekeeper was removed, locked away, in the time I stopped, and still only Caroline's letters were moving my time, because they were moving me.

Even after seeing him like this, he treated me the same way as my brother.

Hiu.

At that time, an arrow was released.

It must be a coincidence that Siegmund was found Carolines. Whenever there was a chore that was terribly irrelevant, like running out of booze or knobs, or running out of toilet paper, I felt the magic of the oriented Frazija unleashed towards Siege instead of calling the bell.

By the way, Mariela is blunt about magic, and she doesn't notice how much magic Frazija releases at all, so when she calls Mariela, she has a voice, and when Mariela is not within reach, she has a siege to use.

This, moreover, is not an easy magic operation. He is a wise man who uses a lot of advanced technology for nothing at all. I also want you to remember to check the toilet paper by showing its high specs before entering.

Because the other half was thrown into the Devil's Forest on the orders of his master every day, and before he realized it himself, Zeke was regaining himself as a hunter. So when I turned my consciousness in the direction that I felt magical, I was a long way from finding Carolines.

When she saw a spy approaching Caroline, Zeke clung to her bow without hesitation.

Ever since the bow was in my hand again, whenever I could connect the bow, when I had the Spirit Eye, the "shooting" came to my back of my brain. Back then, the best shots were always fired, as they were led by invisible hands as to where to aim and how to connect.

"Like back then, I want to guess"

"Like back then, better than back then"

Whenever I think about it that way, the correct structure makes me unable to understand the correct operation. I don't know what I shouldn't do anymore.

Ever since my master ordered me to go into the woods, I couldn't afford to think about not hitting it, being good and bad. He threw a stone, beat it down with his bare hands, but secured the meat and wanted to go back to Mariella. It might have been a good idea to lurk in the grass shade without thinking about it, and hide in the shade of a tree and let go of a bow to the prey.

When I had the Spirit Eye, my body remembered the correct movement repeated many times, the correct posture.

The Spirit Eye is powerful. It points to the weakness of the prey, teaches the body the right thing to do, corrects and strengthens both the orbit and the power of the unleashed bow. I follow all the weaknesses and strays in me.

But there were no spiritual eyes.

I've been lost many times, mistakenly, exposed to weakness, but Zeke has gotten over it all.

(I won't let you take Mariella's precious things any more!

Siegmund leads the bow. The right attitude, the right thing to do, guides his' shooting 'in the right direction.

Positive shooting.

Siegmund's unleashed bow pierced the spies' arms without magic or reaching long distances.

"Gaaaa, how many karas!?

Pierced by arrows released from an insensible distance, the sword-dropping spy looks around.

It's already a miracle that there was a gap in the woods between which the arrows could reach. Not to mention aiming there. Isn't it like the trees threw an arrow through them?

But there is not a second time. That's not the way to go through an arrow.

Looks like the tree shielded the first shot and hid the steeple. It was the right arm that was pierced, and this one won't be defeated by a single blow. Still, my left arm remains, and I have time to kill the warrant lady and take the spellman away.

The spy who instantly decided that, trying to take out another weapon, realized that his body would not move.

(Frozen............!?

"…… you black pests."

Did you get Weishardt's voice on the spy?

In the next moment, the spy was completely frozen to the core and turned into an ice statue. Throwing a frozen gaze at the spy, Weishardt, who appeared from among the trees, rushed to Caroline.

"Are you all right! Cal!"

"Dear Weiss..."

Caroline, who traveled the unfamiliar woods, fled the ill-footed beast path and was exposed to the white blade, must have finally understood how helpful it was to see Weishardt's face. I'm about to collapse on the spot like I suddenly lost my leg power.

"Danger! Cal"

In a hurry, Weishardt reaches out and supports Caroline as she hugs her.

"Oh, you know, Master Weiss. I'm sorry, I don't like it……………"

Mojo and Caroline out of sight. Even though my coat was keeping me out of the rain, it was scattered today. He was put to sleep with medication, taken away to the forest hideout, and traveled down the rainy Nakamori Kono Road until just now. From the tip of the hair, there is a drip of Shizukuishi from the rain, and the makeup applied thinly has been peeled off. Both the shoes and the hem of the dress look terrible with rain and mud. It may even have mud on its face.

It wouldn't be the way a raucous young girl wants to expose herself to the way her eyelashes are raised, the length of her forehead, how curly she is, and how she is overjoyed with one of her shavings.

However, from Weisshardt, Caroline's fine skin, which was not hidden in makeup, appeared more and more pale because of fear, and the droplets dripping on her long matsels and forehead seemed more beautiful and sparkling than any other gem. Caroline's hand, accompanied by an arm that supports Caroline, is losing heat and shaking a little. Even though I live in a labyrinth city, I am not like myself who confronts demons every day and feels close to death. How horrible was the experience of preparing for death for a girl about the year who feels the future to be a glorious one.

The evidence drew blood from Caroline's face, her hands trembling, and her feet powerless. From the relief I helped, it's not strange to cry over Weishardt. But she cages her strength in her trembling legs without showing tears or unnecessarily disturbing her.

(Oh, my God, it's strong and beautiful...)

Weishardt was struck by the way he tried to stand alone.

"Cal, you don't have to stand alone. You don't have to carry it alone. Because I will bear it with you. Because I'm with you."

"Dear Weiss...?

Hold both of those hands tightly to support Caroline, and Weishardt kneels on the soaking earth.

"Caroline, I'll be your backup. As long as we have this life. I want to be with you."

"Dear Weishardt..."

Not under the descending starry sky, not a beautiful rose garden. Although the rain has stopped, the ground is surrounded by mossy trees with muddy forest leafy soil. It's not a beautiful marble statue nearby, it's the assassin's icing.

Although romantic is in a difficult landscape, they only show each other in their eyes. So I guess anywhere, like a place.

"Yes............. Yes! Master Weishardt. Me too………………."

Caroline receives Weishardt's proposal while dyeing her cheeks rosy.

After the decision to succeed the Agwinas family, I was wondering if they would welcome their relatives to the Schusenwald Borderline Uncle family as son-in-law. The Agwinas were old households and had potion-related rights, but now that the potions had been depleted, they ended up being households with just some policy value, with no land and no significant income. Plus my brother's faulty.

I'm not in a position to complain about who I'm marrying.

But Caroline thought, "I wish it were like this," whenever Weisshardt visited with sweets and bouquets on "The Wood Leak Day."

The glamour of Weishardt, popular with women, is such that for Caroline it would be offset by his being a military man. For Caroline, who has been a pharmacist for a long time, the military man was harder headed than an adventurer, because he couldn't even tell the difference between healing magic and potion, because he seemed to be a race trying to solve everything with gut theory. Weishardt, however, understood the advantages of not choosing a location for a drug that did not extend to the potion at all, and agreed with Caroline that there should be something she could do with the drug.

Plus a man with a strong sense of mission to support his brother and to defeat the labyrinth, the world after defeating the labyrinth he aspired to seemed the same as Caroline's wish.

Weishardt is a respectable man for Caroline. I can't be more thankful that my partner wants me to be such a person.

"Together, we will protect the Alchemist! Master Weiss!"

With a full grin, Caroline taking the proposal and Weishardt collapsing in her mind without changing her expression on the content of that reply.

(..., right, right. For Cal, it's just a political marriage. To protect the alchemist, I can't believe it was thought of as a measure to protect the potion...)

Even with the labyrinth city, no, the beautiful men of Weishardt, who also made noise about the ladies of the Imperial City, do you not know that the natural walls fall? Feeling discouraged and looking at the top much higher from the bottom of the ground, Weishardt turns his attention to the assassin, who was frozen by arrows, at the tip of the gaze pointed at him and Caroline.

That arrow. If that arrow didn't buy time, would Weishardt have made it --.

Turn your thoughts to the archer of his arrows and to his Lord.

(Well, better than them, there's been progress in me and Cal. I let you out of the way. temperament)

Boulders are deputy generals of the Labyrinth Crusaders. Having survived many ordeals, his spirit was of steel, and when Weishardt rose from the soaked earth, he bowed his hand to Caroline.

"Come on, Master Cal. No, do you mind if I call you Cal already? Return to the Labyrinth City."

Weishardt, smiling and grinning, is always brilliant. As slightly bewildered by such Weishardt, Caroline spoke with Momoji.

"Um, Master Weiss."

"What's wrong? Cal."

"Um... your brother helped me. Perhaps you are guilty of escape... but if your brother hadn't helped me, I'm sure he wouldn't have seen you again."

"Ooh, yeah, Cal. It was all to help Cal."

"So, Master Weiss.

- Why don't you let go of your brother, who's ice pickled there?

A little behind the assassin, he said, 'If you want my sister in your hand, kill me first!' And with all the posing, Robert was also turned into an ice stone statue.

And it's a very subtle position. Back to back with a seeping pose wanting to help his sister, Robert's physical abilities aren't enough to block the assassin, and he hasn't been able to become a wall at all.

If you look at the positional relationship between this and the ice-soaked assassin again, you'll understand very well. It's frozen a lot in front of me.

And even worse.

Weishardt didn't ice the two of them, but he didn't kill them because of the need to listen. Especially since Robert's less combative freeze was only on the surface, he was listening to the scene of his sister being proposed behind him, who couldn't move, as if he were posing in a very different way.

(Oh my god, what a living hell!!!

Robert's heart cannot be heard by anyone on this occasion. He only cries in his heart.

Is this the price you paid for making a deal with the fiery devil? Is it the result of giving away all the peaceful life and the calming death? Sure, my sister saved me. But but............!!!

Unfrozen by Weishardt and taken by the rushing Dicks, Robert said it was as if he had been plucked from his soul, whispering silently all the time.

"I'm calling a carriage outside the woods. Can you walk that far?

"Yes, Master Weiss."

Caroline is drawn to Weishardt and slowly goes to the woods.

"Dear Weiss..."

"Hmm? What's up, Cal? Was it a little early?

"No, no. Nothing."

Caroline unwittingly distracts herself from her gaze without seeing Weishardt's face looking back.

What's wrong with me?

Weishardt's hand holding Caroline's hand is very big and warm when she says she is a user of ice magic. I'm connected. I'm just concerned about my hands, and the sound of my heart is loud from time to time.

(Lady Weiss took me as a political opponent……. But I……)

When the hell would Weishardt notice her heart striking an early bell in Caroline's feverish eyes staring at Weishardt's back?