The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

Elma raised her will to her dawn eyes and looked around.

"--Now, with all due respect, can oniisama [greedy] prepare a blood sampling kit?"

"Leave it to me. It can be divided immediately according to the number of people scheduled to be collected everywhere."

"Thank you very much. Dear Deborah, please return to Frenzel immediately to explain to the residents and start the sampling. I think it would be better to have a written explanation of the situation. - Father of [laziness], can you please?"

"Leave it to me. Let's use the" librarians "and have them prepare 2,000 copies in ten languages within ten languages."

"I'll put a subliminal on the paper. Make it work a little more."

"Thank you, onee-sama."

Elma flies her instructions as quickly as she can, including means of communication, means of transport, and means of storing and transporting blood.

"In parallel, can your father do all the mountain roads to prison?" Transportation by air using pigeons is planned to be the main route, but we want to ensure transportation by land. "

"Leave it to me. I'll fix and show you a big road, as if a swarm of elephants had passed."

After seeing Isaac nodding forcefully, Elma turned back to Gilbert.

"Father... please stay with your mother."

Gilbert, who was about to pop out when he saw something, opened his eyes when he heard it.

"---... are you sure?

"Yes, because I think mom will try to stay clean in front of her father."

Gilberto lost his words for a moment and then smiled bitterly.

"... I see." Just by looking at it at it, it will be beautiful enough to burn it in your brain forever. "But... can you finish it at a glance?"

It was a word that made the two of us feel promised.

The more we decide, the more powerful and fearsome the sinners, the more momentum it all gets.

Soon, the requested documents and means of reply, blood sampling kits and all kinds of means of transportation were secured, and a tremendous amount of pigeons flew in the heavy rainy night sky.

"... please"

Elma unconsciously put her hands together as she watched the pigeon melt into the darkness of the night.

I wanted to carry my own legs and ask people around, but considering what happened to Hydemarie, she also chose to stay in prison and prepare for the ceremony.

All Elma can do now is trust and pray to her friends.

That's why helpless words that were supposed to be frivolous shook my mouth naturally.

"... help me. Please... help me."

Unknown to him, the voice spread to the gloomy darkness of the night, and along with the divine power leaking out of Hydemarie's chambers, it spread well.

It passes through the rain clouds, mixing with the light of the moon and the stars, and spreads gently over the Son of Man.

Or let the wind dries the feathers of the pigeons, forcing them to fly in the rain.

I don't mind calling you late any more.

One after another, the miracle lights lit up in the former concubine's room, which was suddenly knocked on the window by a pigeon, in the dormitory of the former Virgin candidate, who was woken up by the lord's daughter.

"Elmael-sama's mother is dying of childbirth...?

"Well, I can't believe Elma asked me for help, not just for her stupid breath...."

"Elma Onee-sama, did you also have the blood of the Devil King...?

After rubbing their sleeping eyes, they understood that they had been asked for help and jumped off the bedside and moved on to action.

"We have to hurry!"

That's not all.

The cook of the royal castle who was preparing the next day, the saint doctor who was trained at the orphanage near the border, and the performer who was captivating the audience at the night club in Yaderoud.

Knowing Elma's plight, she stopped her work without hesitation and called them.

"Oh, my God. Hey, I need your help!"

How long has it been since then?

In order to secure the blood, the people scattered once again returned to the Gilbert room designated as the emergency headquarters with the results of their respective battles.

"I've collected some from the Neumann realm...! Eighty in the first round!

"I've done everything I can to get to the royal castle. Let's start with 200."

It was Irene and Lucas who came in a bottle of blood and put it in a box to keep it warm and wet.

The two of them chose to move around with a world-famous biological weapon, a horse trained in prison, but Irene murmured, "Spit out..." and collapsed on the spot.

And Telesia lent her shoulders and Felix was stunned, but I'll give you water and towels.

Although they were politically unable to get out of prison, unexpectedly, it was Telesia who first dropped blood on the sampling kit, and Felix signed the document to convince them to go smoothly.

"Do you want to fulfill the wishes of a woman who wants to die?"

"Well, even with the signature of the imprisoned king, some people are more drunk than the lower lash bastard (Elvin)."

And Felix's signature influenced his persuasion in the royal castle more than he thought.

(My brother-in-law is cunning but fair. It's ruthless, but more honest than anyone about a country called Rouden. Everyone knows that.)

As soon as I saw Felix's signature, I thought about it, and eventually I raised my shoulders and cut out my fingertips.

Lucas glanced at Felix, feeling a definite bond between an old fox who could not see the inside of his belly and his brother's king, who was like a cowardly fox.

Why did he ride Elvin's crude rebellion?

I will tell you the reason as soon as the matter settles down.

"I'm home!

"Sowing is done."

Leezel and Horst were the first to return, as were the great sinners who had finished sharing.

They had the same color of excitement in their eyes.

"I just saw some of the sampling sites nearby with the aid knife... and I got a bit of a shoulder watermark."

"Everyone I heard was bleeding without hesitation. I told you to wake up the Devil."

They approached Elma, who was preparing for the ceremony in the back of the room, and scratched her hair.

"Elma... let's do it."

Elma, who formed the altar without heart, dressed up, and put up a tank to pour blood into, stopped her hand in surprise.

"... are you really willing to cooperate...?

"Yeah, I saw it, too."

"I saw dozens of people coming this way as soon as I paved the way."

Morgan and Isaac nodded, and Elma opened her eyes.

I decided to ask people for help, but they didn't really think I'd get there.

…………

Elma suddenly pressed her chest and murmured something, but sooner than that, a crowd rushed into the room at once.

"Hey! The crowd is swelling up in front of the gate! Send someone to line up!

Bam! And the door opens, and Clement, who was the gatekeeper, changes his blood phase and walks in.

Thinking about it,

--Bass bass bass bass bass bass!

"Yikes!

From the window, a blood-bearing pigeon jumped in at once and ran into the wall without controlling the momentum.

At the same time, outside the window, the sound of rain begins to make you hear some roar.

………… Groundhowling? "

I wondered if something had caused a landslide, and I frowned and approached the window.

――……

Elma took a small breath.

Under the window, the road leading from the prison gate to the forest was filled with people.

Elmael-sama! Please use my blood too!

"Mother, are you alright!?

"If you came to Frenzel, please tell me!

The sound of rain was not a roar, but the voice of the people.

"... hurry, put them... on the roof... with towels and drinks..."

Behind Elma whispering with an unusual bite of words, a proud woman's voice sounded this time.

"When I explained the situation, I didn't ask you to deliver it directly. I'm still coming. Not only from Frenzel, but also from King's City and neighboring countries."

It's Deborah.

She probably ran around in the rain, smiling as she flew mud to her cheeks.

"What did the gatekeeper say about their response by land, me and, uh, Clemens? I'll leave it to him. Elma needs to be prepared for anything else... here we go again and again!

At the tip of the finger, the pigeon opens his mouth at once.

Elma grasped the vials that fell one after the other like rain aggressively - and glamorously - and then opened her eyes to the danger of spilling.

The vials were all accompanied by cards, postcards, and pieces of paper thought to have been rushed.

“Does your stupid breath help? It's blood for all the people in the detached house, hurry up."

“Elma, sister, this Chloe blood won't help either. And the blood of all the dormitories and their friends immediately.”

“Follow the blood of the cooks and their families. Let's go tuna fishing next time."

“The children of the orphanage also cooperated. Now please teach me how to store that infusion.”

“Muse. Tonight's night club suddenly turned into a charity concert to save the Virgin of Muse. Soon, I'll be glad to have guests at my concert.”

Messages vary in handwriting and language.

But it was not at all discouraging, very intimate and warm.

--Dododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododododo

"Second team, we're here!

A carriage and a tank, and a vial filled with cargo carriers, are arriving again now.

They were carried into the room one after the other, and some were wrapped with ribbons, and some were pasted with backing paper, and some words were attached.

“The trees are always in your care."

“I've been a fan of yours ever since you saved my son in surgery.”

“No more rumors! May I visit the maid's lockup next time?"

“My wife often talks about you. Mother, please be safe."

Some people know each other, others don't.

Some people don't even know their faces or their names. No, there are more of them.

And yet, they're probably just trying to split the blood on Elma by saying, "Because my loved one asked me to."

I was beaten up in the middle of the night.

I should have heard it was used in rituals to bring out magic.

"............"

Elma caught her hair and pressed both cheeks.

Once he fainted his eyes, he reached out with one hand and pulled the hem of Irene's clothes that came nearby.

"... Irene. Is this it...?

Because I leaned down, my black hair drifted and my brightly red dyed cheeks were exposed.

Elma moisturized her dawn eyes and shook her voice.

"From earlier on, my heart rate has been rising and falling. Is this the 'Tunk'?

The faintly raised face stared at Irene with a grip.

"This feeling of your heart trembling...?

Eternal beauty stared at her from the front, and Irene took a breath for a moment, but as soon as she regained her position, she smiled.

"- You want me to tell you?

"Yes...."

"... I won't tell you"

Er, Irene poked her best friend in shock.

"It's just... I'll just say it's" normal "and... it's a wonderful emotion."

Elma blinked her eyes and shut up for a while while while dyeing her cheeks.

At this time, the great sinners also loosened their expressions and watched her warmly, as if she was feeling the feelings that had sprouted there for the first time with her lightly gripped hands on her chest.

"---... but then..."

Telegia, who was also watching the exchange, murmured.

Felix, who happened to be nearby, heard a small voice.

"Did you say something, Your Majesty?

She shouted, but she immediately shook her head.

"No, it's nothing. It's about the ritual now."

Telesia regained her usual vigilance and looked up at the pile of vials that were piling up.

Gilbert's room was supposed to be quite large, but it'll be filled up soon.

It would be time to move on to the next stage.

When Telesia glanced at Elma, she noticed her thoughts and narrowed her expression.

Lucas, Deborah, and the sinners nodded together.

"Now... let's prepare for the ceremony."

As Elma stepped forward, she opened her fist and reached out to one of the vials.