Tilea’s Worries

On Mirez's right hand, there's a melamera and a ball of flame. You don't get burns if you put that thing away. It's a blackburn. It could be more vicious than being able to throw a flame bottle at you.

"Mires, calm down"

"Hiku, hiku"

Speak calmly, but it doesn't seem to work. Mires is seriously kidding me. Hoo-hoo, it's like a threatening cat. Your clothes are soggy, too, and you want me to get you dressed first? Mires shouldn't catch a cold.

When I was about to get Mirez dressed,

"Kuhahahaha! How silly. Against Lord Tyrea and so on. Puppet! I'll beat your regrets to the bone marrow!

Ol' high laughter rings in the room.

Ahhh... I'm worried about how much I'll calm Mires down. This guy's gonna stir it up. If I hadn't stopped Mires, I'd be a black hamburger by now.

You don't know anything about that?

Look at Ol's face. When Ol takes my gaze, he snorts at me all the time.

And......

I brought the rope.

Looks like he's pulling numbness and rope to make sure he's sturdy. Mires has a blatantly profound expression of disgust.

... you cibarisio, you still didn't get it. I understood that he wasn't the kind of guy who looked at people's skilfulness. But I didn't expect you to act so far against my intentions.

Ha, Mires. Ol is in the way to talk properly. Orr's men also said, "Kill him!" or "Hang it!" or the wild next time is terrible. Now, Mires, you're getting more and more stubborn.

I can't help it.

Reorient your body toward the legions,

"Yes, attention!

I want bread and hands.

Then it became quiet as those noisy legions hit the water. I don't speak a word. He just paid attention to me with a serious look when I had to leak not a word of my words. It's as if it's a unified, regular, army-like reaction. Shizuku, am I, like, a ghost sergeant to them?

"Cohon, you're dead. Everybody, turn around, right. Get out of this room."

Leaving as the tide draws in one word of mine.

Yeah, I like you guys honestly. It's too honest and scary, though. Even though they're all around us, they're unusually loyal when I say they're dead. The Legionnaires seem to take the word "life" more seriously than their usual favors. "Who killed it!" or "Hurt yourself!" Or so much so that I'm likely to obey.

Life...... convenient, but I guess I shouldn't use it much. For the Sino-Indicated, life is like a narcotic that paralyzes the mind.

Legionnaires walking out of the room with each other. Mires looks at it without a look on her face, too. You don't seem to be bothering me.

"Oh, Gil, you wait"

"Ha."

I tried to get out of the room, Gil. You stay on the spot, on one knee.

"Gil, will you bring me your change of clothes, Miles? And then a hair dryer."

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Gil, when you replied, you immediately brought me a woman's clothes and a hairdryer. Prepare the object of interest quickly and accurately without adding weird gags. It's not the same around here as the ol'. Gil, you're pretty good.

When I got dressed, Gil let you out of the room, too. It's just me and Mirez in the room. We're alone.

'Cause I already dispersed the nasty men.

"Ah, ah, um..."

"Come on, get dressed. If you catch a cold, it's hard."

Pass Mires a change of clothes.

"Ugh. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. To Tilea so sweet...... wah, me, me, why is this happening"

"It's okay. It's okay. Don't cry."

Hold Mires gently.

I cry so much in my chest, Miles.

Even when I say students at the School of Magic, Mirez is still a fourteen year old girl. I can't help but get angry, crying, and emotional anxiety. I gave Mires a gentle hug until she calmed down.

After a while, Mires stopped crying and changed into the clothes she gave him. Clothes are a close substitute for a piece. It looks good on you, Mires. Mirez's clear feeling went up nicely. Still, Gil, whose clothes did you give away? There are few women in the Evil Gods Army. So I have an approximate idea. Cass wears all the bodycon-like clothes, and probably Celeste's. You're physically close to Miles.

"Thank you for getting dressed, Tilea"

I'm done dressing. Mires has bowed down and thanked me.

"It's okay, it's okay. Glad they fit better than that. You look great, yeah, yeah."

"I'm so sorry. You'll wash it later and return it."

"Nothing's fine. What am I supposed to say, if you like Mirez, have it."

"Oh, that's so bad. I don't get such fine clothes."

"Yeah, this one bothered me. 'Cause I don't need that reluctance."

I know Celeste is wealthy. Ol and I are talking about childhood friendlies and stuff, and they must be the same nobility. You're not supposed to complain about a piece of clothing. Let's put in a no from me later.

Then I'll let Mires sit in the chair. Dry your wet hair with a hairdryer.

Mires is just playing ponytail and has long hair. I need to take care of you. Let me make you glossy.

Set the dryer to a negative ion blower and hit wet hair.

"Amazing. Is that some kind of magic device that gives you a warm breeze?

Mires is surprised to see the hairdryer. She felt comfortable around the dryer while wondering about her dry hair.

"Hehe, isn't it convenient?"

"Yes, I've never seen such handy magic equipment"

Yes, it is. There are no hairdryers in this world. So I talked to Tim and Drewas about making it. I asked Ol to give me the cost of materials and preparation. While I always think it's bad, I rely on Ol. Ol is generous. It gets sweet. Of course, sooner or later, when I let it commercialize and the sales come out, I'm going to pay back the money I borrowed.

... selling, right?

Yeah, that's how it's decided. In this day and age, long-haired women struggle to dry their hair. Dryer is a must for women to take care of beautiful hair. It doesn't mean it can't be sold as a product... it shouldn't be.

"Mires, if the dryer was for sale, would you buy it?

"I won't buy it"

"Huh? Why?

"Because it's a luxury. You can't afford such expensive substitutes."

"Is a hairdryer that expensive?

"Definitely a luxury item. Which is adjusted to just the right temperature to distribute the wind and fire demon stones well and dry your hair, right?

"Is that right?

"Te, Mr. Tyrea, are you using it without even knowing the principles?

"No - you just have to know how to use it. If only technicians knew how it works."

It was the same in previous life. Everyone used it without knowing why the TV was showing. Such is the realm of rational people. Appliances are such a thing.

"Mr. Tyrea, you should change that perception. If you don't use magic equipment with proper knowledge, it can lead to a major accident."

"Oh, such an exaggeration..."

"I'm not exaggerating. There are many parts of magic that are still unknown. If you didn't know the normal principles, wouldn't you be anxious to use them?

"No, Miles, you're thinking too much. Too much thought. If you say that, no one can handle the product. Are you willing to reason with all the housewives? Where I used to live, even toddlers used hairdryers."

"Is it true! Unbelievable."

Well, there's a difference between science and magic. It's good to see you. Something similar, something similar.

"I also know Mires is incredible. But it's true."

"Really? It's an amazing country for a toddler to use such expensive, high-quality magic equipment."

Yeah, would it surprise you to say that you have twenty-first century knowledge of a different world, huh? Exactly. If I said that, I wouldn't say it because I'd be certified as a crazy person.

"Miles, you think hairdryers are rare, don't you? But this is an easy product that has spread to the general public."

"And I don't believe it. I can't believe this isn't a high-quality luxury product... with one button, the wind is strong and weak, releasing unknown energy."

"Haha, the negative ions were stylish"

Perhaps neither Tim nor Drewas understand what negative ions really mean. Actually, even I was explaining it, because I felt like a negative ion. I told him it was a good ingredient in the air, but what's really out there?

"Anyway, no matter what Mr. Tyrea says, I'm pretty sure which one is of high quality. You can somehow predict the theory of having a warm breeze. I also thought of some magic mechanics that I might be able to apply. But theory is theory. It takes terribly elaborate calculations and advanced magic technology to make it happen."

"I was just asking something and I felt it was going to cost me a lot of money to make"

"It's Jesus. I think you need a good magician and high equipment and it will cost you a lot of development. And the Demon Stone itself is precious."

"It is."

Hey, I just asked for nothing...

Ol, you spent money like that. Maybe he asked Ordad to build a hairdryer, consuming considerable connections and funds. Yes, I might have spent about 10 million gold.

Yeah, I guess I'll be a little nicer to Orr.

Then I dry all Mires' hair and brew warm tea and behave like Mires. Mires was rinsing her tea as she said heh-heh.

After a while......

"... why"

"Yeah?"

"How could you do that once?

Mires asked me with a serious face.

I mean, you defended Ol.

Heh. This is where we come from. I need to teach Miles the wisdom of modern medicine. Close your eyes gently and breathe deeply.

And I told him.

When you drown, the fact that it's important to breathe artificially.

Mouse-to-mouse procedure for cardiac massage.

What to do when you have panic syndrome.

I'll be surprised to hear my explanation, Miles. The eyes gradually turned into eyes that looked at the poor man.

"Who did you hear about that knowledge from, Mr. Tyrea?

"Uh, uh, comics, internet, no, should I say Dr. Google, uh-huh, it's hard to explain"

"Let me get this straight. Mr. Tyrea is being fooled by someone like Google. I've never heard of such a rescue."

Mirez's first voice after listening......

I had predictions. Probably wouldn't believe it. I can also understand that Mires thinks so. I don't think it's easy to understand the latest medical technology, although magic technology is developed, to people of this era of absolute kingdom.

But artificial respiration is the key to rescue. Survival increases dramatically even just knowing this. It should be spread to the world.

Come on, Tilea! Don't convince Mires, how can you convince everyone else? I'll definitely try to convince him.

"I also know Mires is incredible. But this is a scientific act."

"Think calmly, Mr. Tyrea. For example, the act of wearing a bag. It's good to put a bag on someone who's panicking."

"Well, that's because you're panicking with too much oxygen. I'm trying not to take too much oxygen."

"That? what the hell is that?

"From there!

"I don't know where that is, but first, please explain 'Mr. That'"

That's medieval. There's no science, no snagging.

What an explanation. Originally, chemistry is such a bad field. Can I explain that from scratch? I thought you said four elements? Sushi Heebe, it's just me.

I can't help it.

"Well, let's just say it's air."

Pretty out-of-the-box, but can't explain it any better.

"Phew ~ I had difficulty breathing because I was covered in bags. There's not enough air. What do you mean you smoke too much! On the other hand, it got worse because the bag was covered and the air was gone."

"What Mirez is saying is seemingly fitting. I'm going to say, 'Oh, yeah' too. But that's because I don't know science."

"Mr. Tyrea, I'm not proud of you, but I'm a student at the School of Magic"

"Yeah, I know."

"Zenon, the magical power, is the most magically developed country on the continent. This is the next place, the kingdom of Alkudas. The Alkudas School of Magic is the place where the knowledge of the kingdom is concentrated. That's the first time I've even learned about it there for years. Mr. Tyrea's story doesn't clap too much!

No. Miles, I'm not trying to believe you at all. It determines my story as paranoid.

Can't you help it? Five hundred years of scientific knowledge is different. You can't understand it now if you explain it from the chemical formula. If you're bad, people in this era don't know exactly where the Five Villages are.

"I see Mr. Tyrea is not kidding. And Mr. Ortizio seems to have followed Mr. Tirrea's instructions faithfully."

"That's right. Glad you found out it was a misunderstanding."

Oh, it looks like you figured out that you didn't extend your act to Miles in bad faith for now. And then there's how you can understand modern medicine.

"Mr. Tyrea, I advise you one thing. Your knowledge is wrong. As I have said many times, I am drilling at the School of Magic, which the Kingdom of Alkudas is proud of. I'm still immature, but I'm proud to have the knowledge there. Mr. Tyrea, your way is a cure that wouldn't be strange to have a dead man out if you took a wrong step. If I may, shall I impart the right knowledge?

You're stubborn, Miles. It's like you don't believe me. I have no doubt about the Legion members of the Evil Gods. There was no objection. As a matter of fact, even if I blew a law nut that I had two hearts, I'd believe it.

Well, that could be a problem.

What do we do anyway?

For now, let's not explain how to treat panic syndrome. Is that, I'm not actually sure, either, or did I just rely on my comic book knowledge? Now, though, I'm starting to feel like Miles is right in her claim. Sure, I'd panic if I bagged someone who's panicking.

But I'd like to teach you the importance of artificial breathing. This is a mandatory subject of rescue law that was well known to the public in previous life. It is the correct way of rescuing without objection.

To teach the importance of artificial breathing......

How can we make medieval people understand modern knowledge?

Uh-huh, I guess I should still practice it and show it to you. No matter how much you explain it with your mouth, maybe you can't picture it.

"Mires, wait a minute"

I'll leave the room and go get something.