The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

Beat's voice is back...?

But it was in the fight against Lou Golf that Beat's seal was unsealed, so it was quite a while ago, wasn't it?

The witch's diagnosis doesn't mean she wants to...

"Um, witch. Then how come Beato, you still can't talk?

After that battle, Beat doesn't make any difference.

You can't stay the same and talk, and you've been writing letters on parchment and talking, right?

"There are two reasons. First of all, Mr. Beart has never spoken out since he was born. If it's easy to understand, your body doesn't know how to speak."

"... eh"

"How to Speak Out..."

Well, I thought about it as a matter of course, but for example, there's no one who can walk or run from birth.

I wonder if it's the same thing to speak up.

"Next, I didn't know I was getting a body that could speak out in the first place. You can't be able to speak up if you're staying the way you've always been. It's important to be conscious and train."

"Training, is it"

Does it feel like vocalization practice?

It's like an array of choir and opera guys do it before they sing.

"... oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, hey!

"Beat! Don't mumble...!

When I heard it was training, I tried to do it earlier, and Beat tried to force me to speak up, lightly.

I'll hurry up and stay by your side and gently rub your back.

"It's forbidden to impose. Rehabilitate little by little and build up your vocal cord muscles. It'll take a lot of time before we can talk. It keeps going slowly."

"... eh"

Cochlear.

Beat nods with tears in his eyeballs and writes letters on parchment in a way he's used to.

"Thank you, Miko. Me, good luck. 'Cause I want to chat a lot with Mr. Killier.'

"It's important to have goals. You're here for me."

Well, now that Beato's checked up, there's nothing left to do in this country.

As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to get to Wangdu soon...

"Lord Brave, why don't you just wait another day!

With Elia's offer to..., the departure was meant to be tomorrow.

He wants to thank the witch for her training and say goodbye.

As far as I'm concerned, you can leave him, but I'm sure Beat will disagree with you.

... Well, if we take him back, it's going to be a force there, too.

I'm leaving tomorrow for that reason.

Now in the witch's room, we're in the middle of a farewell party for dinner.

"I can't thank you all enough, really. Especially Dear Killier, without you, either the fishermen or the world, either fate would have been exhausted…"

"Witch, the bitter story is Nashinashi! It's a congratulatory seat, so, look, let's drink!

Toka recommends ghoulish alcohol to the witch.

Is that okay, Alle?

Neither Elia nor Mr. Raman will say anything, okay?

"Now sweeten to your words..."

"Don't be such a dick, look, it's gooey!

"Oh, witch...... It is elegant and beautiful to serve alcohol..."

You're busy, those three.

Very quiet around me compared to that.

Is it obvious because Beato's just stuck around a lot?

"..."

Beat eating fish fillets looking delicious while snuggling up perfectly on me.

When the day comes when this kid can talk, he can talk directly, not exchange using paper, right?

That's kind of unrealistic......

"... Huh?

If I stared at him, I would have eyes on Beato and I would be beheaded strangely.

When you get embarrassed about something and look away,

"What do you say, Raman? I made this fish stew."

"Yum, yum, yum, first of all, not good..."

The witch was feeding me a dark object that Mr. Raman was putting out a strange grudge.

A toca with a bright red face is laughing at the Guerraggera when she sees the sole.

In such a busy corner, Elia was having dinner silently by only one person.

After exhaling small, I turned my body away from the witch.

"Witch, may I have a moment?"

The witch also turns away from Elias, and the liberated Laman falls nappily.

After Toka pointed at him and laughed, he finally started eating the treat in the face.

"Oh, Elia. What's the matter, sir?

"Again, I want to convey my gratitude..."

"You don't need to thank me, I'd rather thank you."

"No, let me tell you. He picked me up from a stranger who wasn't even a fisherman, and he even planted a secret medical technique, albeit a small part of it. Even after three nights of secret medicine..."

Eelia goes deep and deep, lowering her head so much that she has a forehead on the floor.

The witch laid her hand on such Elia's shoulder and swept her neck aside several times.

"Keep your head up, Elia. Until I and I followed our desires."

"Witch......?

"If we go out into the outside world, I have the technology to save many people's lives. But to me, the witch of the Sea God, that is not acceptable."

That's what I said, a witch who turns a blind eye to Mr. Raman who remains unconscious.

His eyes were sad, but only slightly flattering.

"I guess that's why I told Raman to come and see the outside world, etc. Not just to make his wish come true. He pushed his desire to save so many people in his own medicine."

"Such a thing..."

"The same thing I did to you. Because the world is all I know. Mine, it's just self-satisfaction. That's why you don't have to be grateful enough to think of it."

Finally, she gently put one hand on Elia's cheek, and the witch cheered.

"I pray from the end of this west that I can save my loved ones"

"... Yes. Thank you."

"Great. Now let's have some fun with Raman's cooking."

"Yeah, that's right. Lord Raman's dishes, they all look delicious."

"How about my boiled fish dust?

"Yes, no, that's..."

... I think we're done talking.

Well, I'm glad I waited all day...... maybe.

I could ask what the witch was thinking, and Elias would have been refreshed.

But while we're at it, the enemy must be up to something.

And I wonder what happened in Wang Du these past four days when we were away.

Mr. Gillius, I wonder if you found the research material Grandpa Kenny left...