The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

Various, annoying.

Because of this, the distortion of the 'temperatures' was corrected, and I thought the peace would finally come.

Apparently, there are still a few more problems that need to be done.

Soon afterwards the sun rose, and everyone scattered into every room.

If we're going back to King's Capital today, we have to pack.

Even though I know that with my head, my unmotivated body doesn't listen to me and I go ahead with my discipline at the steps of a turtle.

The room with Mr. Quinn is not even as big. The cursory support still saw an end in about enough.

That's when.

The view of the courtyard from the window of the room, in that corner, I noticed that there were two figures.

Thin trees are blindfolded, and you can't see the two of them clearly.

But I soon found out that it was Noel and Mr. Ars.

We're alone, we seem to be discussing something.

Noel was in a position to turn his back on this one, but the confronting Mr. Ars could barely see the look on his face. - Hi, he's not having a good time bickering.

On the contrary, he speaks in a clearly pressing, sinister atmosphere, even in the long run. I'm sure they're having a lot of meetings about the future. And perhaps some of the topics include how I behave.

Originally, Mr. Ars is in the position that the Chancellor, Mr. Frahamti, ordered me to come back. I abandoned it once because Noel and the others held me back - but the truth is, I'm not sure what he meant. If I really cared about that, Mr. Ars would have been able to take me as much as he wanted, but why didn't he?

If the pilgrimage had anticipated the time to settle down, now is exactly the time.

Mr. Ars may be finally trying to get me out.

Because I wonder what Noel thinks. I wonder what they're talking about now.

(No)

If you turn your enthusiastic gaze to the two of us any further, you may notice that you are peeking.

I gently closed the window curtain and lay down my lid.

After noon, we were to leave for the King's Capital.

Master Ardina also recovered and said that prolonged carriage travel seems okay.

Having taken a nap in my room, I was framed for exposing my sleeping face to Master Ardina, who had bothered to visit my room, but anyway, we could have talked a little before we left.

Lady Ardina once again apologized for what she had done so far.

The fact that you have re-summoned me, as well as Mr. Rayburn in The Sanctuary.

As for Mr. Rayburn, I don't think that's the kind of thing Lady Ardina would apologize for, but that doesn't make sense to him. Master Ardina ran out of words that it was all his fault.

I just told him not to apologize anymore.

Forgiveness, I couldn't say, because complex emotions are still swirling about being re-summoned.

I still have the feeling of not being interpreted as to why I had to get caught up in the convenience of the people of this world and be swept away. But I'm sure there was something happening that made me happy to be able to reunite with people I thought I'd never see again, or meet completely new people.

Master Ardina nodded and finally, thanked me.

And - I could never tell you anything from her mouth about my future gesture.

To Wang Capital, follow the shortest route for about two days.

I'm used to traveling a lot, too, because I think of the long journey so far and think of two short days. Even though he said that he had only experienced about three nights or four days of school trips in his previous life, even the longest trip.

What's more, I've been a lot better at distracting boredom during carriage travel.

In the beginning, though I couldn't afford to look around at all and had a lot of time to lean down.

Now take a look at the blue skies and white clouds that run all the way to the horizon on the far side, or into the grasshoppers that cover the sloppy hills. In that way, a whispering leeway is also being created to enjoy the changing scenery.

At dusk that day, the carriage, which was running at a constant speed, began slowly to slow down.

I wander lightly in the carriage.

They were asking that it would be after sundown to reach the target city. So perhaps now we will stop for a break.

Really, it was just a day of traveling.

Eventually he gets out of the stopped carriage and makes one big stretch.

The women who were the caregivers of the witches in the same carriage as me also gave a slightly relaxed look.... I was with them in the carriage the whole time before the witch, so their stuffiness would have been considerable. I'm sorry.

I moved a little further away to at least stay out of everyone's way during the short break. Of course, Mr. Ars' trends are on the check. He'll be fine because he looks like he's exchanging words with Mr. Quinn right now.

A pilgrimage traditionally stopped in what seemed to be a simple resting place, set up for people travelling on horses.

That said, it doesn't mean there are any special facilities.

Some tall trees are planted densely on the flat, for daylight. And then, to the extent that it's equipped with a dable and chair with all the shapes made of round-tails. There are also several piles to keep the horses connected.

Among other things, I sat down on a simple chair of my body that just knocked Marutai over to the side and put him down.

"Um, neighbor, would you mind?"

I was a little frustrated by the cold wind, I was accidentally called out and shook my shoulder by accident.

If you look up, one woman is standing next to me with a slightly nervous face. It's Natalie.

"Oh, of course. Go ahead."

Why, suddenly, was she willing to talk to me, a caregiver with Aldina? I nodded as if I had no idea, but I couldn't say no, so it was nothing.

Slightly shifting his body to the side, Mr. Natalier lowers his back as he thanks him.

"I beg your pardon for the disrespect of sitting alongside Master Halutia."

"No, no. Never mind at all because I would be more thankful to be treated normally"

Saying it was mundane, Mr. Natalier lowered his head with a pepper.

Really, why would she do that to me?

'Cause if you're the usual Natalier, you should be going to Master Ardina's side first, tired of your journey, and handing it over even one of your waters. If you check your surroundings, Master Ardina sits quite a distance from here and is surrounded by other caregivers.

"Um..., Dear Halutia"

"Yes, sir"

I made it right to stay with nervousness.

"May I believe what Harutia said?"

"Huh?"

"I no longer intend to be a witch," he said. That's what they said. "

Oh, well.

I finally got a point in her inquiry. That's why I couldn't help but wonder how I'm going to get out in the future, because I'm a Natalier who worships Master Ardina.

So, this is how you've been calling me to confirm my sincerity?

"Of course it is. I'm not a witch anymore. With Master Ardina, I don't think you need me. No matter who, no matter what."

I wanted to reassure Mr. Natalier and answered that in the brightest possible voice....... but.

"- Thank you."

With an unscrupulous look, Mr. Natalier nodded slightly and bowed his head.

"I'm relieved to hear that. But it's still true, as Sotini said, that there are people trying to bring you back to the seat of the witch, regardless of what Harutia wants, right?

"Oh, that. I can't say anything...... and I think"

I couldn't nod brightly this time to Natalie's core question, and I mumbled.

Speaking of people who might try to pull me back to the seat of the witch, the first thing that comes to mind is still the Chancellor, Lady Frahamti. And there's no doubt that he's someone who's not a glimmer.

But he never made it clear, even once, that he would make me a witch again. If I tell you, I'm just on my own guard, and I don't know if I intend to.

"If so, Master Halutia. Will you please return to the original world before returning to the capital?"

As I said from here on out, Mr. Natalier turned to me firmly.

"Huh..."

"If you go back to the King's Capital, you will be targeted by all the plotters. Right now."

I couldn't give anything back to that voice stuffed with cuts.

Behind your throat, words clog.

"If it was Master Ardina who called you in, it should be possible to give you back to your original world, as long as you have Master Ardina, right?

"It's..."

Maybe you're right.

I learned to faint and covered my face with my right hand.

"Hey, you two, it's time to leave!

From afar, I could hear Mr. Gunne's well-sounding low voice.

Me and Natalie turned to them. Everyone's already assembled. We were the only two people talking in.

"Dear Halutia, Please, please."

Mr. Natalier stood up quickly and, as he thanked me, ran away into their circle.

Late at night, the line finally arrived in the city of destination.

It's a city I never stopped by when I was a witch. But this pilgrimage seemed to have been the route I had planned from the beginning, and the inn had already been arranged, so I was put through to the room.

Mr. Rayburn does not cause any particular problems and quietly follows suit per line.

However, in order not to inspire everyone or in one day today he rarely showed up in public. I only saw him once when I got into the carriage when I left the city this morning and one of the carriage breaks that happened several times on the road.

Even when he arrived at the Inn tonight, Mr. Rayburn, without a facial expression, disappeared into the room to which he was addressed silently without ever raising his gaze. Naturally, there's a lookout in front of his room.

The rest of the members soon pulled up to their rooms.

It was already past dinner time, so at least for a night meal, and thanks to the hospitality of the inn, something like a sandwich was handed out to each of them. I also took it and had a late dinner in my room with Quinn in the same room.

In the end, I left nearly half my sandwich.

You were supposed to be hungry, but the food doesn't go through your throat. I knew why myself. Because Natalie's words during the day were heavy on me besides her thoughts.

Soon enough, I'll have to go back to my original world.

I know that.

But I didn't even know what the timing would be. If I could, I'd like to thank you in person after meeting your fixer husbands.

(Then maybe it's too late)

If I go back to the royal palace like this, I guess it will annoy a lot of people. The fact that you are an ex-witch, that's all it takes to get everyone into a vortex of confusion.

(If that's about it)

Shouldn't you be offering from me that you want to go back to the original world?

Because Master Ardina must feel backwardness for having re-summoned me. It may be hard for her to tell me that you want me to go home.

"Dear Halutia, you don't seem to have an excellent complexion."

Mr. Quinn spoke to me as I held my knees on the bed and shut up. Mr. Quinn has always been nice to me the same way. But since they found out I was a former witch, there's no way I didn't realize that only a few walls had arisen.

I can't just spend as long as I'm in this world.

"Your appetite seems to be dropping."

"Oh, no, it's okay, I think I'm getting a little tired."

"Today, shouldn't we be off already?

"Right......"

I grinned vaguely, while I roamed.

"Before that. I'm going to talk to Mr. Ardina for a moment."