The Witch, Who Once Was Called A Saint

Eventually the old woman's house I saw was a subtle distance that might be described as not far from critical for Astreia.

The old woman's house was a little more splendid than Astreia's cabin.

Outside the house a small field is built and you can also see Roba.

"This is your time, why don't you stay here today?"

……

I didn't reply to the old lady's invitation, not because I'm in a hurry.

I just ran out of breath and couldn't get back to you. No longer, I am so tired that it is a hundred million to move.

(I was seriously noticed that my strength was the only thing that I had just recovered from...)

Besides, the old woman is in mild shape, so every time she opens her mouth, what she was thinking is blown away. Funny, no matter how much I tend to be flushed, I feel too paced - yes, Astreia couldn't help but think.

(Even if she's an old woman, she's seventy years old, right)

I'm four hundred years old, but this, how.

I can't help but think so, the old woman's words are so light.

(Difference in life experience, then I thought I was probably too...)

Does it mean that even if you pulled it off and were alone, you hadn't grown at all?

I never thought about the need to grow in the first place or what it meant to grow......

Astreia stood in front of the door with the old woman on her back.

My hands were blocked, so it was the old woman who knocked, and it was the old woman who opened the door.

The timing of opening that door was right after I knocked on the door, and it seemed like there was no point in knocking at all.

"I'm home now! Sorry I'm late."

"Oh, good, I was worried. It's so late, I was just trying to find it."

"Come on, I'm hurt. If you go into the woods, I'll have to look for you again!

It was a man her age who greeted the old woman, with the lights and wands that would be needed to get out into the woods at night, as the saying goes. When the woman got off Astraia, she approached the man after holding the wand, which was in the near field, probably a male spare.

"In the meantime, you can clean up that light. And then, that kid's a customer. He brought me here."

"Oh, my God, well. Is the customer a god?

"No, I'm passing through"

If I were God, I would have appeared a little better dressed than Bubble, but I am a witch just before I ran out of fuel and magic.

But the old woman laughed when she couldn't get in.

"But how dare you, well, get me through that place. I thought if you weren't a beast, you'd only pass like a bandit or a bandit."

"For that, you trusted me perfectly, didn't you? I suspect you're a regular thief. On the other guy's back, do you want to ride?

"'Cause you're like a thief, you were gonna be dumb, weren't you?

……

What does this man say to his benefactor?

Though I thought so, I didn't even feel like I could really deny it.

To be precise, I felt like they were going to say something right away even if I denied it, so I shut up... it's closer. Somehow, I don't feel I can beat this momentum.

"Human beings, they're sensitive to the danger of life. Don't you think so?

"... it was, maybe"

I think it did once. I just don't know now.

If he still had such a sense of crisis, he wouldn't have been stabbed in the stomach by a boy.

It is already assumed that he will not die, and there may be times when the sense of crisis has diminished.

But the old woman, hearing such Astraia's voice, raised her voice even more frightened.

"Oh, my God, you're so young, I'm sure you are! You can't even see what you see."

"Ya sure do..."

"But where are you going at this late hour? It's only a long way from home, isn't it?

"No, hey, that's it"

Astreia looked around the room, thinking he was someone with a very intense conversation.

Tools like treating injuries... probably this, I opened the box on my own.

I also thought it would be rude, because I thought this old woman wouldn't mind. In fact, if Astraia holds the first aid box, she sits back and feet out nearby, as is normal. Treat him, he said.

"Which way are you going, then?

"Oh, I've been picking mountain vegetables for a while. I'll make you some cabbage juice, but you want some too?

"Meals, is it?

"You want some?

I don't eat. The old woman came to a conclusion when she replied.

I couldn't eat much at the feast, but I don't even think I'm hungry for alcohol.... but, well, if you ask, you're going to want to eat gradually.

Astreia finished her allowance and did not stop the woman standing in the kitchen, wondering if she should have grown up yet.

"I'm sorry, that guy's a little forceful. But I'm not a bad person."

"Ha."

"Here, the herbs that make me feel better are growing nearby. So, he's been living here for a long time, and I don't know who he is."

That's why I'm living in such a despicable place, I was just a little convinced.

"The pedestrian passes, so you can have meat and cereal. But life isn't comfortable, is it? I'm saying it's good for the city, too, but don't ask."

"... well, people want to live where they want to live"

"Ha, you seem like a pretty flexible lady"

When the man said so strangely, he also urged Astraia to sit down.

Astraia, sitting on the chair, looked around the room again.

"Is it something unusual?

"No... that's a lot of painting, I thought."

"Oh, it's a hobby."

The paintings allegedly painted by men are mostly landscape paintings.

But some of them depict old women somewhere, such as hindsight. All had a very warm atmosphere.

"You're close."

"Oh."

"I'm so proud of you."

To Astraia's words, the man narrowed his eyes.

"Your daughter has someone she wants to be with."

"To?"

To the sudden words, Astreia turned her eyes round.

"Isn't he with you? Are you on your way to see me?

"Uh, that."

It's not like I have to answer to a man who's smiling.

But the word to delude the man, somehow, could not be given out. There was no silent pressure on men. Somehow, I was wondering if it would be all right if we talked about this for a limited time.

"I still have things to do to get to see you. But it's so hard, I don't know if I can... I've decided to try, but I'm a little nervous."

To the bitter Astraia, the man tilted his neck.

"Is that something we can't try together?

"Huh?"

"If you're anxious to be alone, you can do it with me."

"Um, the"

"Maybe it's something we can't do together?

"Yes."

"Then why don't you let them watch you?

Extremely naturally, strangely the man spoke one after the other.

I never thought about performing summons with you, and in the first place, if you're going to say that, you have to start talking about immortality.

"... no, because I think we should sneak up on it"

If you fail, you'll still be able to subtly disappear from before him.

Astraia, who thought so but modestly denied it, but the man did not look very convinced.

"But you don't know if you can do it, do you? There's also the idiotic power of a fire. I know you don't want me to see you fail, but if you care how badly you dress, sometimes you fail."

To the man's words, Astreia leaked a dry grin: "Should I have properly misled after all?"

The old man stinks of preaching...... and I've heard friends say it in the past, but it still seems to be the case here. You don't know anything. Yes, I even want to be unwittingly evil.

But the man shrugged his shoulder, "Well, if you're young, you can't help it, because so was I."

"Did you try to get something done too?

"Oh. Well, my wife's out there at a good merchant's. They were opposed to marriage, but I continued to make a genuine effort to get them to admit it. So, if you succeed, you'll admit it - I was just trying to do business that I'm not used to believing so."

"'I was going to'?

"But I guess that was still sweet. She took me in front of your parents when I cut my numbness, and if I doubled my earnings in a year, I'd admit to marriage, and if I couldn't, I'd be declared completely broken up."

Well, that old lady would be nice.

Hiraki Astraia looked over at you and the old woman looked like she was stirring the pot in a good mood.

"I thought you were someone who said something unscrupulous, but if you didn't have to jump over unscrupulous, that made sense. Working with her... Instead, I managed to reach my goal in a state that relied on her, but if I stayed trying to dress up alone, I would still be alone."

When he saw the man who said so satisfactorily, Astraia sighed.

"... what, you didn't want to preach to me, you just wanted to curse me, did you?

"Oh, have you lost it? There's no one here to listen to me back in the day."

Astraia shrugged her shoulders, too, to a man who seemed to have fun.

"I don't know if you're a really strong person, but if you're someone like me, there's a limit to doing things on your own - yes, they thought of you. Besides,"

"And?"

"She's tough, though. I'm a sarcophagus. I'm not strong by myself."

Astraia laughed small at the man who went mischievously.

"Just one thing, can I ask?

"What?

"If only you were immortal… what would you do?

"Right...... I wonder if my wife will also look for a way to become immortal. If we could stay together forever, we'd be happy."

That may be the saying, because you don't really think you're going to be immortal.

But when death approached, Astreia said, "It's lovely," to the dreamy look of the man she met. I could tour with someone who seemed like that - that's a very nice thing to do.

"Well, immortality or not, I just want to live a day longer than my wife. If you leave, you'll be worried."

"You and your wife, you look alike."

"Ha, is that right? I'd love to hear you say that."

I hadn't even thought about it before, but if I had asked someone for help, as the man said, maybe I would have seen something different.

(But if you do declare it, maybe something will be involved)

I have seen and heard many things. And I accumulate a lot of knowledge.

But what about in terms of thought? Something I never thought of, maybe it led to the right answer.

(... the summons that has so far failed is still on the street... I don't know if it will really succeed. But if you fail, don't walk away... once, talk, and still some hands say you'll try again)

But Astreia, who imagined herself consulting Ios once there, remembered that she had come here to leave the momentum at her disposal.

(But wait a minute,... now it's coming out on its own and I'll make you worry, maybe. If we don't get back by the time we find it, it's not good...)

I should have at least written it down - no, I can't write it down because the characters I can use are different. Relax and wait for the mountain vegetable juice, is this okay? No, it's not good. Are you really over four hundred years old? It makes me want to hold my head that I had no idea.

"Here you go, I've got some cabbage juice."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Look, so is your daughter."

"Yes, I'll take it"

Anyway, let's drink juice now. Astraia, who switched her head, tilted her mouth at once - but the moment she included it in her mouth, she opened her eyes. And he desperately praised his rejecting mouth, and put it through his throat as it was. I can see my face turning blue in an instant.

"Ma... then this..."

"It's not good, is it? I'm fine."

"Hey, but what, here..."

It's so bad to die.

I guess that means this. If the smell and taste do not match at all, the tongue will tingle and the two will remain visible, and the breath coming out of the nose is unique. All in all, it's bad.

"You were tired of carrying me, weren't you? This isn't good, but it'll help you recover."

"It's going to steal my energy though!!"

"Haha, that's temperamental and manageable!

It's a mess. I'm glad I didn't drink this - on the other hand, I realized my heart was getting hot. No, it's not the heart.

(No, the demon stone in me is getting hot)

The magic is healing.

Astreia noticed that and then took a sip of the mountain vegetable juice after putting it aside for a beat.

The unsavory product did not take its throat so easily, and it turned out to be a tearful feather, but if the magic is restored at all, the journey back to the fort can be greatly shortened.

"Do you have a replacement? There's more."

"Please."

But there's another thing I've noticed if the magic returns to this.

(... faint, but there are signs of demons -?)

Astraia stood up.

"What's the matter, lady?"

"Just for a second, I'm going for a walk. Oh, leave it right for me, will you?

That's what I said, and I ran straight out.

Apparently, physical recovery is also true. The numbness of the legs has been reduced considerably, and even the arm that held the old woman was missing.