The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

"Good things………, good things……………"

Was there something like that? and Mariella looking around for a moment.

You don't doubt yourself for believing yourself to be a good one, your master and Illuminaria are looking at me with a half-mouthed smile, but these two are too poisoned by humans, for better or worse, and together they could take over some vice.

Even at this stage, it gathers strong parts of the habits of members who are too rich in personality. The last piece would be better purer.

"Gawu?"

Raptor's coo reacts to Mariela's gaze looking around her. How adorable to have a face full of anticipation that you think you might be able to settle for it when your gaze fits.

(Even if the words don't make sense, I like this...... Ah!)

Mariella touched the ring on her right hand.

"How about the ring Salamander gave me? I think it would be nice to have something like a bond between people and spirits."

And I asked Lyuropaja.

- Hmm, it's a good idea to bond people with spirits...

It is not compatible with fire and water. You don't like that ring either?

When I was told to put my hand on the ring, the ring I put on Mariella's right hand wouldn't even move Pickle as if she had eaten it into her finger.

"Really, I can't come off..."

Mariella pulls a giggle and a ring.

I accidentally lost my ring during the fat Maruella era, but now I don't even go around getting it out.

"Uh, well, how about a memory of when the Red Dragon knocked you down? The one where Mariela called Salamander and Zeke rode and fought.

You don't mind if I just get a few memories of your time, do you?

It's not like the function of the ring is compromised. I can keep you going. "

When Frazija said so, the ring fell off with a pong to make sure the salamander was convinced as well.

Try to hook it up to your fingertips with a creep, and when Frazija turns the ring, the ring's trajectory flames up. "Ho," he handed Mariella as he wrapped his fingers around the little flame as if it were cotton. Salamander's memories and dots are like little candy balls of hippocampal color, and when you touch them, they don't rely on you as soft as a little lizard's stomach.

Pompous and warm on your little one. From then on, I did feel the strength of the bond with Salamander, who protected Siege with Mariella's warmth and magic.

After mixing Mariella's memories of "bulimia" into everyone's memories of sin, adding the memories of "bonding," the nucleus, which somehow felt cold, became a cozy temperature, neither hot nor cold.

- Oh, that's a good finish. I'm sure people will do well with this. Thank you.

Receiving the nucleus that she could from Mariella, Leuroparja swallowed it from her mouth after saying a word of gratitude, collapsing from her head and returning to the water to match the nucleus falling down her throat from her mouth to her belly.

"Luro......"

On the shore of the lake where Luroperja stood, the nucleus had fallen earlier, and when Frasija picked it up, she gently put it on top of the slurken viscosity that had been detached earlier.

As the blurb and vibration-added water surface trembles, the viscosity sways around the nucleus, and the nucleus falls inside so that it sinks by vibration.

When the nucleus moved to the center of the viscosity, now the nucleus exalted from viscosity to viscosity so that the water would rise, shaping it while I saw it, and taking on the figure of Leuropardja, who had stood on the surface of the water until earlier.

"Lulo! Oh, you finally received meat!

Luroperja takes hold of Frazija's arms.

I'm not an unreliable body that sinks into water anymore.

"Oh, Frey. The body of flesh is so limitless and so inflexible, but it can move freely."

Mariella was kind of very happy that what Lyuropaja touched and hugged for the first time with both of those hands was Frazija.

It's an inspiring sight. So much so that Mariella's eyes are about to become moist.

The mysterious sight of the receptive flesh of the Spirit of the Water, the Spirit of the Flame and the Water finally touching the end of a long time.

In Mariella's eyes are the beautiful lake in the deep woods and the two figures hugging each other there.

What do you mean by beautiful, not saying this is beautiful?

There's a murmur flowing in the back. "Nyotaika, Nyotaika?" If it wasn't even the delusion of a porn monkey, it must have been really perfect.

"Didn't Mr. Edgan give you the memory of 'lust'?

"My identity won't be lost like that!

Edgan answers without even paying attention to the gaze of the Mariellas, who are likely to freeze even the forest lake. The boulder is a man who has survived several extremely cold lands, such as the icy hierarchy and the Arliman Hot Springs in winter, by himself. Mental cold protection specifications are perfect.

"He said Edgan's memory was turned down as' I don't need that much '. How about Edgan asking for his identity elsewhere?

Sieg against is saying something decent.

As usual, "That's Edgan! You'd be hot where you don't brace!," etc., and don't say appropriate things.

In other ways, he became somewhat of a gentleman because his arrogance lurked the ringing.

"So? So? Mr. Lyuroperja must have been properly gnotailed!? Ryuroperja san!!!

"Oh, hey, Edgan, read some air!

Ignoring Zyk's stop all the time, I was waiting for Edgan, who went to check on Leuroparja's gender.

"Slime is asexual. Neither."

It was Luroperja's unsavory reply, looking terribly strange at Edgan obsessed with her gender.

In this case, how the hell should I behave?

Sieg pounds and shakes his head at Edgan's shoulder, which is easily conceived.

"No ugly imitations, Edgan."

"Gu-ha."

Siegmund, Kaishin blow.

That's a bowman. A relentless blow to the steeple.

But Edgan's defense is also a big deal, and he fights back all the time.

"What kind of Mr. Sieg is that? Huh?

A good old man can't be desperate to bury an outside moat, can he?

You're a bowman, aren't you? Why don't you drop the castle in one shot and show it to me?

Why did you take Slaken out this time?

"Ugh. That's what I'm saying," The Wood Leak Day "has too many surrounding eyes!

I can't believe I suddenly change my sense of distance in that, but I have to hang up. "

"You're the one who failed to make that cut."

Double swordsmen have a lot of trouble. Sieg is rarely hit by a sudden rush!

It's a severe verbal beating, but from the looks of it, we don't seem to get along.

(Siegs, sounds like fun)

Even though Slaken returned to his flat palm size, Mariella turned her gaze away from the other side, trying to skin it with a former spiritual combo that fulfilled her flesh reception, and even that cool Eurike nearby said, "Franz, are you okay?" "Oh, I got worried," etc., it has a better atmosphere at close range than usual.

Old man combing without opponents, Grand Dollar and Donino are starting to figure out if there's anything they can bring home from this strange world completely in order.

"…… it's time to go home, Slaken"

Mariela wants to go home to Slaken, not Sieg.

I got tired.

Originally, it was supposed to be a runaway because Slaken was abandoned on his own.

Of course, it would be angry to have taken him out on his own, but he's not angry enough to keep running away from home any sooner than he was safe this way.

The purpose of finding the master is also to achieve more than expected if Mariella had a work plan.

"If anything happens next, now get Sieg out of here!

Mariella, confident in her growing sense of reality, squeezes her little fist.

Though it doesn't look as strong as it is, the strength of the will is questionable. In any case, the current master is a freshly fleshly flesh-received Luroperja and two worlds, and even now he is uncomfortable in large numbers.

For a while, it would be better to kick Zeke out than Mariela runs away to her master during a fight.

Mariella put Slaken back in the bottle where she was, "Illuminaria, it's a pleasure to show you home," she said, putting a bag with a large bottle on Ku's back.

"Wait, Mariela. Let me make an excuse. I don't want it to end like this."

Sieg rushes over to Mariella, who returns home alone.

Kind of a slightly serious face.

Mariela can spot it as easily as the outside of Siege, but this time I can feel it really making up my mind. Apparently, he talked to Edgan and decided on something.

"What, Sieg? Apologizing is definite, isn't it?

Mariela restrains Zeke from saying, "I don't want him to end up in a collapse," that she's not willing to let Slaken take him out into a collapse.

Sieg is the sweet type when spoiled, though I've come to understand lately. We have to tighten where we tighten.

Sieg groaned at Mariella's salt response, but still knelt in front of Mariella and took the mess out of her pocket.

"At the bottom of the labyrinth lake, I was asked to find a pale stone.

I want you to take this... please. "

That's what Sieg offered Mariella, a ring with pale jewels in the same color as Sieg's left eye.

'Sieg is finally here............!!!

No one will speak up, but there will be no more plain situations.

Both the former Spirit Combination and Euriquet in the snuggle have to stop and pay attention to this.

There is no atmosphere, no forward movement, and I have a sense of momentum, but maybe this is just the right amount because they are Mariella.

Mariella, who now has more dough than flowers and more food and alchemy than colour, has the look of facing the ring in front of her.

I lost my memory of eating in the corner. For that matter, I want the color to wake up.

"What...? Uh, Sieg, thank you? That's a beautiful ring.

... but what's wrong even though it's not even my birthday?

With the ring in your hand, a decent Mariela and a Sieg who loses his word in that reaction.

And Frazija sneaking behind her back.

"You know what, Sieg? I gave you a ring, and it was like a hundred years ago."

In the words that Frazija had said with a full grin, Zeke had both hands with disappointment.

(A hundred years ago... Mariella, who has been sleeping for two hundred years, doesn't know what the ring means......!!

"I don't know what to do with it, Sieg!

I hate Edgan for tearing up in what looks like a great deal of joy.

"Come on, guys, let's just say it's time to go home!

"Right."

"It was a lot of fun to the end, huh?

Faster than Zeke explained the meaning of the ring, Mariela issued a decree of withdrawal, and together began a return journey, so the event of Zeke's death became just a gift ceremony.

"When I get home, when I get home, I'll say it right again..."

Shimmering Zeke with a bump and a whisper, Mariella, who was not supposed to know what the ring meant, went back to the world she should all be with when she put the color ring of Zeke's eyes on her left hand pharmacopoeia.