Tilea’s Worries

Tim confronts Ortizio, the man he hires. I thought I looked mediocre earlier, but now I look like an idiot. It is well said that words and deeds make faces.

It's no use telling and letting people like this.

"Is that okay? If you don't want to go away, I'm going to make it hurt."

"Huh, painful eyes? It's just a toy for you. Dear Tirrea, have you had a painful eye for this Ortizio, the top executive! You make me laugh, doll!

The youngest, Ortizio, does not break his attitude of making a fool of himself. Call me a doll again and again, and laugh spirally. Is that the guy you're working for, the top executive? Are you telling me you're an ex-general?

I'm also very paranoid.

"... I warned you"

He's rude and crazy, but he's an amateur. I also have a consciousness as a magic school student. I am not willing to cause injury to civilians. Let's give him a little twist on the arm.

Use Physical Improvement magic to increase your arm strength.

Arm Up!

After activation, magic gathered in his arms and his biceps thrived slightly.

Physical improvement magic has been used for a long time. Gently cover your arms to see if you have any movement problems.

And I grabbed Ortizio's arm, who is royal in the middle of the aisle, and hissed - I can't!?

Hey, why?

I'm not even scared. I use physical improvement magic. My arm strength should be more than a big adult. Momentarily, you should have applied nearly twice as much power as an adult man.

"Goddamn it, doll, what's up? Weren't you going to get hurt?

"Come on. I'll be serious. I don't know if I'm hurt."

Ride Ortizio's provocation and put more effort into it. I instilled so much magic that it wasn't strange if my bones broke.

...... it doesn't work.

At first, he was injured and relieved. Now, I use physical improvement magic to the limit. I'm seriously twisting Ortizio's arm. But it doesn't work. I can't believe it doesn't move a millimeter.

Oh, no...

My attack doesn't make sense. I'm still a student at the School of Magic. I never take my back on amateurs. I mean, Ortizio wasn't just my youngest. A samurai who can be used for royalty.

Sure, the thickness of the arm you're grasping, the stubbornness that comes from the feeling you're grasping, this is the body of a samurai. It's not like that of my youngest son, who just worked out with his luggage. From above clothes, I didn't know. I know because I observed it nearby. If you look at the gaps in your shirt, you can peek at the wasteless, forged steel flesh on your chest plate, abs, and torso.

Ortissio does not break his invincible grin while he remains royal.

"Goddamn it, haha! You're an idiot. Still putting your strength into it?

"Ugh. What a power."

"Have you finally understood how small you are? Grow Lord Tyrea's love. You stupid puppet!

"So shut up!

Leave it to anger, I'll kick it. A leg strengthened by physical improvement magic struck Ortizio's tibia directly.

At that moment...

"Yes, there he is. Ahhh!

Heavy pain ran on my leg. Unexpectedly hold your feet. Painful, painful, rolling down the ground.

How stiff. Too sturdy. Looks like he kicked a chunk of iron in.

Take off your boots and look at your feet. Her legs were red and black and swollen. It stings and hurts, but for once my legs move. I don't think there's anything abnormal about the bones. However, my muscles are definitely hurting. It will take a while to walk.

Ortizio's body is as hard as iron. This strength, maybe it's really a Kingsguard executive. I was the one who was mistaken.

"Well, a stupid doll needs a cage"

Ortizio grins brutally.

And, shit. I mishandled it.

Being hostile to military personnel is a big mess. Whatever you can do with your head, this guy's strength is real. A powerful man of such character comes near to strip away hostility. Major injury, if you suck, you could get killed. I want to run right away, but I can't run with these sprained legs.

What are we gonna do?

That's right. Let me explain the situation to Mr. Tyrea and get her help.

"Call Mr. Tyrea..."

"Xamaaaa! What do you mean you don't have a name for Master Tyrea? Ah!

Ortizio exhales his anger.

Awesome force......

As you might expect, Mr. Tyrea is an uninterrupted person. Even from Ortizio's anger, I can see he's pretty much in an upper capacity - which is not good. Ortizio's anger seems to have multiplied because of "Mr. Tirrea" and his unscrupulous remarks.

In this way, I can't get Mr. Tyrea to follow me.

What am I gonna do?

I can't think of a way to open it. When he covered his head and was on the verge of despair, a young man appeared serious. I guess the young man is Tim and his men, too. The stiff movement is that of the military. Is that Ortizio's colleague? I just have intelligent eyes, unlike Ortizio. This man, if you talk to him, might understand.

"Ha, help -"

"Captain Ortizio, what is it?

"Eh."

Ortizio was called captain and bowed his head. Apparently, this man, Ortizio's men. Instead of being helpful, I've got another more enemy.

"Oh, isn't that Gil? No, I'm trying to make this little puppet understand his position. I was just about to fold a cage."

"Captain Ortizio. This is a doll called Mires that Tyrea and the others were talking about, isn't it?

"Oh, yeah. He's an infidel who has come to me with the love of Lord Tyrea."

"Then it's not a good idea to hurt you. Dear Tyrea and Camilla, I don't know how unhappy you would be if you broke your favorite object (Mires)."

"Well, it was... even before. So I..."

Changed wind direction?

Until just now, the killing spirit has changed. Ortissio began to wander and rush so hard that he could see. Apparently Ortizio noticed a fear that he would be in a bad position if he did harm to me.

"Oh, man. Are you okay? I'm sure it's not broken."

Which mouth says. I've been so worried.

"It's okay. Just a sprain."

"He said it was a sprain!? Let me see!

"Yes, sir"

I was drunk by Ortizio's momentum. I honestly point to the back of my sprained right foot.

"Become!? It's discolored red and black! I just kicked your ass. If you look good at it, your hands and feet are covered in abrasions."

Abrasions!? Oh, yeah. I was rubbing it with grasshopper thorns when I was rolling in pain. As soon as I became aware of the wound, I began to feel a tingle and pain.

"What a brittleness... you're like a glass worker"

"Captain Ortizio, it's not good. So is the abrasion, but I was wondering if there would be swelling or marks on his leg."

"Mmm, what do we do! Dear Tyrea, I've scratched something that Camilla cares about."

Ortissio has put his arms around him, going and going on the spot.

You don't have to worry so much about anything......

The abrasion is healed even if it is cheeky. A leg injury is just a sprain, too. I don't even have to use the potion. If I hit the herb and stayed still for four or five days, it would heal completely.

"Oh, that kicked what I say, but you don't have to worry so much"

"Huh? What do you know! I'm afraid many of them have broken Camilla's belongings. It's not like you broke that crap right there!

With that said, Ortizio grabs my chest barn and comes shaking with itching.

"Oh, um... it hurts, it hurts"

If you're so scared, don't touch the guts. Sounds on my feet.

And I don't know what. It's weird that you're worried but you're going to treat things like that.

"Captain Ortizio, we need to start treatment immediately"

"Um, you're right. Come on."

"What!? Chi, hey"

Ortizio hugs me princess and runs away somewhere. It doesn't matter what my perplexity is, move on with my way.

Huh? Where are you going?

He said he'd treat it or something, and I think he's in the infirmary. Maybe I can get some herbs there. No, if we're going to panic about this, we might get a potion.

I'm not that much of an exaggerated injury.

"Oh, that hurts a little, but it's okay. The treatment is fine. Give me a bandage or something if you can, and I'll take care of the rest myself."

"Hold on tight. Wounds are shallow."

"Oh, yeah, so give me the bandage..."

"Oh, I get scolded. I get scolded. We have to fix this!

I haven't heard. Ortizio runs, bumping and talking to himself.

Ah, stairs......

Looks like there was a basement, as expected. Ortizio walks down the stairs holding me.

Different employees. There's plenty of them. They must be Tim's men.

It's wide. It's too wide. This basement, hirosu no!!

Ortizio takes me down to the basement. In front of it......

Depth in countless rooms. There were a number of expensive conditioning items that were not comparable to those found in the store. It's not as amazing as the Arkdas Royal Palace.

what is there to do in the basement of the king's capital...

Tim is not talking about nobility anymore. It's the royal family of the royal family. A real princess.

Speaking of which, you said Ortizio was off-limits here.

He didn't even tell me why it was off-limits.

… may be a hidden base here in the Eastern Kingdom.

I wonder if I could put an outsider in such an important base. It's like breaking into a foreign royal palace without permission, isn't it?

Something suddenly scared me.

"Oh, because that bandage is good anymore. Put it down."

"Hold on tight. Wounds are shallow."

"Well, that's why the wound is shallow. He said it was just a sprain!

I've said the same thing so many times, Ortizio won't listen to me. I won't force you down, I won't frighten you.

Oh, what a power. I can't shake it off.

And I arrived in a room somewhere.

Ortizio looks around with Kyorokyoro and gives instructions to the people around him. The person who was given the instructions was putting something like liquid in a box enough for people to put it in.

Hey, what are you doing?

I have a bad feeling.

And when the box builds up to full of liquid,

"Yeah!

"Ahhh!!

I was thrown into Ortizio.

Chi, a little sane? What do you want with this guy?

What? What about this sticky liquid?

No! Pee! Pee!

Hmm!? This bitter taste in my mouth......

This is a potion. I know because I drink when I get injured in field training. Besides, from this concentration... it's a pretty high potion. I use such a rare potion at all costs.

I have a sprained leg and if I drink a bottle of low potion, I will get a change. Potions are expensive and valuable in the first place. I do not use it with this degree of injury. Herbs are enough.

That's so massive... it's like a bath of potion. I don't believe it. With all this massive high potion, we would be able to cure dozens of seriously wounded people who are dying.

What the hell are you thinking?

I'm not talking about waste. And, anyway, I can't keep up with this stupid act. foot into the abyss of the box, and trying to get out of this potion bath,

"Here, don't go out there on your own"

"Aah!"

Ortizio stopped me.

Plus Ortizio said, "Fix it! Fix it!" He sinks me into a potion bath as if laundry my clothes with a jab jab.

"Chi, hey, if you hold it down so much, you suffer - drowning. drowning."

Don't mess with me. I'm not a thing.

"Ha, ha, yes, my breath..."

Thanks to the luxury potion, the body was struck, the abrasion was completely healed, but it is painful. The potion came in through my nose and I couldn't breathe.

"Why? Why, it's weakening..."

"So my breath..."

Painful. I can't spin words. Ortizio said, "Why are we getting weaker?," he says, increasingly holding onto the potion bath. Ortizio doesn't know what's going on. Are you going to let this fool kill you like this?

So sad for me,

"Captain Ortizio"

Ortizio's men Gil showed up.

"What, Gil?

"Isn't he drowning?

"What?"

"I'm breathing shallower. Perhaps the potion is getting through your nose and you're having trouble breathing."

"Shit. You crappy doll. Drowning in a bath can be fragile."

Hey, what an unsolicited word! I almost drowned because of you!

But thanks to Gil, I was saved. Ortizio, with Gil's words, saved me from the box.

Ha, ha, ha, I thought I was gonna die.

Stay down on the side and breathe for a while.

"Hey, hold on tight. Can you hear me!

"... Ugh, oh"

"Hey, get back to me!

Ortizio keeps speaking up, but there's no way he can respond. I almost drowned earlier. Think a little.

"I have no choice. If it breaks. Which, I'll give you a demographic breath."

This cucumber?

What are you talking about?

Even though the potion is disgusting in my throat. This guy, what are you trying to do again? Are you acting like you're thinking about it?

As he lays on the floor and breathes, anxiously, Ortizio, brings his face closer.

- That's close. Close. Ortizio's face approaches for serious.

What are you doing?

"Ki, kia! What are you doing? Ooh! You pervert, crumb, throbbing pervert! You must be out of your mind!

All of a sudden, Ortissio was talking. I avoided turning my face to the side for a moment... but I rubbed my lips a little.

Terrible. Let him drown, where his body weakened. Fortunately, it has struck me. I won't tolerate it. It's the enemy of a woman.

"I'll sue you. Die! Die! Die!

Release the magic bullet.

"Oh, man. Don't break my bedroom."

"Shut up! Die! Die!"

"Shit. If you're careful not to break it, I'm curious... I've been trying to fix you."

"What will heal you! Heh, I'm kidding. Oh!

I'm out. Awesome cut. Better than when Elizabeth tangled me up, I might have smashed it. I hit a magic bullet ready to kill without hesitation. I let it go as long as the magic lasted.

Ha, ha, ha, no. I haven't done it in a long time.

Keep releasing the magic bullet thoughtfully and think with a somewhat calmer head.

No matter how stubborn Ortizio is, if he eats all that magic bullet, he might not be hurt badly. If you killed a Kingsguard in Tim's country, you're just sorry, aren't you?

It may develop into a diplomatic issue between States.

I feel bloody sick.

But Ortizio was safe. There is no scratch.

... That's Tim's Kingsguard. Apparently it wasn't Dada who was raving about being a top executive. I see. I'm retarded, but this stubbornness could have made me an executive of the Kingsguard.

Anyway, hitting a magic bullet, no matter how bad it is, is tantamount to an act of war. Let's apologize for the behavior.

"Excuse me. Were you okay?

"Damn, don't go wild. I'm trying to help you."

"Ha? What are you talking about? I'm not kidding!

I'm not kidding.

This guy, what is it? Even though I handled it for you as an adult. I don't admit my nonsense. That's all, or I say you're helping me while I keep acting perverted. I just think I'm already making a fool of myself.

"I'm kidding. Why do you need to talk to rescue? Don't be ridiculous."

"It's not a mouthful. You know, artificial breathing!

"So I don't know! Same thing."

"It's not the same. To be precise, it's" Mazuru - Mazuru ". You have to breathe in. You can't leave it as shallow as a mouthpiece. Now open your mouth."

... perverted. What a pervert.

I can't believe I breathe my own breath into a girl......

"I don't like it. Absolutely not. Who opens his mouth!

"What. dissatisfied? I can't imagine complaining on the rescued side."

"You've decided to complain. If you do anything more weird, I will kill you by any means."

"Shit. Do you hate that much? Well, artificial breathing is a pain in the ass, too. So, do you want a heart massage?"

"Heart massage!? Is that a heart...... I mean rub your chest?

"Oh, yeah. Do you want to push it in, exactly?"

Push in!? How far are you willing to touch your chest?

If we get any closer, I'll bite the pervert Theo's throat off. When you're staring your vigilance into the dew,

"Captain Ortizio"

Perverted Shio's men Gil speak up. It's a calm voice everywhere. He's such a serious looking young man, but he's involved in perverse behavior. Gil looks like a muzzly pervert type.

"Gil, what's up?

"This doll needs artificial breathing."

"Why? Isn't this what you did after you drowned?

"Yes, it's just that this rescue is for those who have had respiratory arrest, or shallow breathing. This doll can be rammed this far. Consciousness, of course, wondered if breathing had returned to normal"

"Or so it is."

Apparently, thanks to Gil, he saved my life. Perverted Theo is convinced by himself. I'm not convinced at all. It was a first kiss crisis. Perverted Theo doesn't admit his nonsense at all, and he puts his appeal to the royal family in perspective.

"You, how well you come up with weird things. I despise you."

"Sir, are you going to doubt Lord Tyrea's words! I'm afraid this is the drowning rescue that Lord Tyrea taught me so quickly."

What did Mr. Tyrea say?

Mr Tyrea says that there is certainly no clapping either. But I won't let a girl do anything disgraceful to imitate me. Definitely a perverted Theo lie or a mistake.

"You are the one who remembers properly. You can't let Lord Tyrea be such a disgrace."

"That's not true. I have only faithfully obeyed the words of Lord Tyrea."

"Really? You must be pretty inadvertent. If you misread your master's intentions, you will be disqualified from ministry."

"Mmmm... I was. That said, it was a little different."

"It would be!

"Mm-hmm. I had to give him a heart massage while he was breathing artificially. That's alternate."

No more.

Pervert Theo says, face-to-face. Rub your chest as you kiss. When you alternate that.

It's a genuine pervert. Gil also said, "That fits. Whatever. In the future, I'll be in charge of heart massage. Let's do it together," he answers with a true face. Multiple... a combination of perverts and idiots. It sucks.

I don't know what I would do if I were any more with these guys. Let's get Mr. Tyrea or Tim to deal with it.

"Stay away from me. I'm calling Lord Tyrea or Lady Camilla."

"Huh? Stop it, you're gonna make me suspicious."

Pervert Theo rushes closer.

"Stay away from me"

"Mmm, this doll, follow me."

Even more perverted Theo approaches.

"I'm coming! Come on!"

I've used too much magic, so I can't use magic anymore. Instead, he threw things around there with a selfless obsession.

"Ha, ha, ha... Eh, I'm not getting close... so"

My breath hurts. They broke out of magic. I may have fallen into a mild acid deficiency. I sweat from my forehead and my breathing gets rough.

"Captain Ortizio, it's not good. Isn't this guy in hyperventilation?

"Mm!? Sure. Gil, that's sharp. This is exactly what Lady Tyrea called hyperventilation."

Kakoku?

What are you talking about? Seeing the situation where I was disturbed and flustered, I said something strange again.

Pervert Theo takes the bag that was on the table. From the mouth of the bag, I saw a lot of gold coins, silver coins. Isn't it nearly 30 million gold on the estimate? I can't believe I put all this money on the table without making it.

And basically slammed it on the table. A few gold coins roll on the floor due to the impact. I don't pick up fallen gold coins, pervert Theo. I don't even look. Even though I have about the average citizen's monthly income with a few gold coins. I call it a potion bath, and does this guy have an economic perspective?

Perverted Theo shakes the bag loose and makes sure there's nothing inside, he walks over with an empty bag and a tsukatsuka.

I have a very bad feeling about it. It is also certain to do sketchy things. What are you gonna do with that bag?

He was thrown into a potion bath and hung up.

He said, "Jinko cucumber," and he almost got a kiss and a rub on his chest.

Nature, extreme anxiety makes my breath even rougher.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

I was suddenly bagged by a pervert Theo.

Kuh, painful. Covering my sight, I panic.

What is it, this guy?

Perverted Theo, wearing a bag, said, "How about that? Are you calm? He says."

Put the bag on your head, you can't calm down! You're out of your mind!