The Witch, Who Once Was Called A Saint

It's not like Astraia doesn't know a feast, either.

Especially when it comes to celebratory seating, I feel like it was a seat to enjoy alcohol...

Astreia only has the perception that the celebration is more about enjoying alcohol and cooking anyway.

But as soon as I returned to the fort, I did not imagine being surrounded by a large number of women.

"Hey, what!?"

"Welcome back, I've been waiting for you! So now we can help you get dressed!

"Yes!?"

What's going on and it's happening!?

Astraia looked at Ios for help, but Ios just laughs and leaves "See you later".

"No, ma'am. If you change, you'll just get out of the way."

"That's right, that's right. Instead, we will try our best to make a surprising change of clothes."

"So you start with the bath. It's already boiling, so we'll do everything we can to help."

Astraia was frightened by the women who had come a long way.

What, this is... Does torture even begin now?

But I couldn't help but scream one thing as I grabbed my arm and was led to the bathroom.

"I can't, hey, let me take a bath alone -!!"

Absolutely, absolutely. That's the least I can give away.

Astraia's heartfelt cry was the only one admitted to it.

It was just... that was it.

I have also heard rumors that it takes time for a woman to support herself.

But I thought it was completely irrelevant to me - but now, it's turning into a desire for it to be irrelevant.

"With your skin clean, your makeup should be thin. Enough to give you red, huh?

I have never used makeup in my life.

"What kind of clothes do you prefer? I've tried collecting everything from beautiful to adorable, but because of this, let's put it in."

I've only worn clothes that are easy to wear outside the military, such as clothes.

"How's your hair? Would it look better on you? Or should I put it together?

I never cared about my hair.

So there's only one thing I can say to Astraia. I'll take care of everything, that's all.

I thought "I might have failed" to the cheer raised by the women who heard the words, but there was nothing more Astreia could do.

And by the time all the preparations were finished, strength was already on the horizon.

Wasn't a banquet fun?

Would it have been something so tiring?

When all was ready and the women cheered, I felt that many things were running out in Astreia.

"Now the celebration seats are perfect."

"Yes, it is. The cooking squad was in the mood, so enjoy your meal!

The women's voices were favorable, so Astreia kept a hard smile on her face, even though she felt like she was about to have white eyes.

The women seemed to take their seats off because they had quite an estimated amount of time to prepare and there was still some time left. Astraia breathed a sigh of relief. I know it's not bad people, but I can't go about the momentum.

But after a while, one woman came back to Astraia.

Astreia thought it might be forgotten, but when she saw the woman preparing tea for the tray, she was convinced.

"Good luck"

"Thank you. My throat was dry."

"Ladies are dear, but you're all well."

Astraia also gave it back with a bitter smile to the woman who laughed modestly.

"I also have tea treats, will they be served?

"Thank you. Sounds like a delicious baked treat."

From what I've seen, it looks like a treat with fruit on top of a dough that is snug in a bite size, but Astreia didn't know the exact name. However, it seems to me that the aroma of butter seems delicious.

"This is the sweet thing my husband loved so much."

"Sir, is that so?

"Yes. - The lady is very, very grateful that you have taken the enemy of her husband with Mr. Ios..."

Astreia noticed the woman's interrupted words.

This man's husband was killed by Kimaira.

Military damage information. I hadn't heard in detail at any point.

But if the damage continues for a month, it's not surprising that there are martyrs out there.

"I think my husband would be delighted with today's feast. A knight is a keeper of peace - it was the wish of his husband. If that's what you can make of it… at last, your smiles will be filled."

"... If so, I would be very happy"

Astreia couldn't tell if the woman's words were genuine or strong.

But similar memories are also engraved in Astreia. That's why I didn't think of any words to call. It just doesn't look like the woman was asking for a response either.

"I'll clean up the dishes later," Astreia stared at the door closed by the woman who followed the scene, sipping the tea she had been served.

"... well, how hard it is to solve everything in circles"

There's no way anyone who's never seen Kimyra can figure out how to deal with it.

Even if I could get away with it, it would have been difficult to heal if I had stopped by the condition of the wound. No, it was only because there was one that a woman today was saying that.

(If the heart of a woman nowadays is also a little sunny from spitting... I hope...)

However, the resentment or regret is not something Astreia can take on.

Time, will it heal the wounds...? Thinking about that, the inside of the cup was teasing me.

I should have tasted some more, the door knocked when I thought so.

"Go ahead."

"Come in."

It was the voice of Ios.

I was a little nervous that the woman earlier had come to lower the dishes, but I couldn't help but notice that she wasn't.

Yes, I lost my mind, but when I saw the ios that showed up, Astreia solidified.

…………

"Yeah, what's up?

"No... Ios, right?

"Yeah, it's ios,"

If you listen to your voice, you can clearly see that it is definitely Ios.

Astreia, however, did not look like the same person who had been wearing meat with her during the day. I guess it's a courtesy dress, black military uniforms have more fine embroidery and decorations than anything I've seen before. More importantly... the so-called "properly dressed" ios always increase...

(No, always more, what!?)

What did you think, and Ios tilted his neck at Astreia, who shook his blanket.

"What's going on?

"Yeah, hey.... hey, maybe a banquet is just so formal? I don't know the manners."

"Oh, then I'll be fine. I'm dressed like this because there's a soul festival first. It's a good place to be rude afterwards. This uniform could be full of booze."

Yes, I shrugged my shoulder and said, Ios snapped a little lonely though.

"A while ago, there was a dead man in the army."

"I just heard that. You brought me tea, because it was your wife."

"Oh well."

Ios walked straight to the window as he walked through the door and looked up at the sky, which began to tint in the cedar.

"Beauty stories to protect people, I think it will be. But I want to be a soldier that I can protect, too, if I can. 'Cause I know it's sad if you're left to talk about scattered beauty."

"... you're strong"

"I'm trying hard not to just talk, but it's hard to achieve. But you have to."

Astreia smiled, reversing her body, which was pointing out the window, to Ios, who was breathless all the time.

"You would... I'm sure you could"

"Do you really think so?

"I wouldn't sell a word cheap enough to adjective a man who doesn't think so."

"Well, I'll do my best not to be disappointed"

Like a light mouth, but promised. And Astraia nodded.

"But think about yourself."

Ios, so you'll be fine. On the other hand, I think so, if I overlapped it with my own past, the word really came out.

Ios turned his eyes only slightly, but eventually nodded and smiled.

"Shall we, my lady?"

"Oh, are you escorting me?

"Unless you don't like it, though."

And to each other's words, who wanted to act, they looked at each other and laughed.