Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

Upon arrival at the resting place, a line of carriages and Baron Cassia's sons were to be immediately sent to the Limerick Marquis Territory. They are accompanied by soldiers of escort, and they leave.

With us dropping it off, Aubrey the skinhead was moisturizing his eyes so he could bite off the handkerchief... so Aubrey stays?

"Oh, is that the magician's lord? Please help me earlier."

"No. Seems to have helped... Um, because we're serving together?

"Yes. Already Baron Cassia's soldiers are scattered. But His Highness will march further than this, as will freeing my realm. I'm sorry if I could be of use to you, too, instead of the young Charles..."

I'm shaving my head but I'm not equipped with ink-dyed clothes or clothes, so I thought I was someone with a scary vibe, but it seems so tearful.

I'm glad it's easy to talk to because of you.

"We've already added you to the flag. I would like to take care of one of Alan's squadrons, the son of the Count, and I would also like to thank His Majesty the Mage."

For Mr. Aubrey, he politely tells me that at my childish age. Good man.

Reggie on the other hand, but by the time I surrounded my meal at the camp, I could finally figure out how I was getting here, etc.

Reggie said she left the castle three days after we left. And in addition to this appointment, they were going to wait on the streets along the way in an attempt to rendezvous before the Fort Cronfard offense.

That's when Felix, a well-eared knight, said he heard screams and horsebacks, and found a carriage chased with Baron Cassia's son on it.

Reggies also thought there was' something 'in the number of Luein soldiers, and they went to save them.

I was the one who showed up there.

"Well, thank you. It was almost the same number, but thanks to the fact that I wasn't used to your magic over there, it was easy to prune into flickering"

I told you to prune lightly, you prince. It's not cool.

"So, who dyed your hair?

"Growl and the others are so worried. She asked me to at least do something about the color of my hair. But I joined him. I'd like to drop him. Now you don't know I'm Reginald, do you?

Shortly after he was shot from afar with an arrow, I didn't mean to stand out like a flag...

"No, you weigh yourself down a little more, Reggie. It's not a good idea if the flag is targeted first."

Alan, who was dining in Reggie's tent with him, put a scratch in his sighing voice.

"But it also involves morale to be told that the Admiral was hiding?

"Uhihihi, you want to stand out."

"If you're not noticeable, it's like you haven't played half the role."

Reggie, smiling back at her master, continued with her hair strapped.

"That's why I want to get the powder off quickly. 'Cause this makes me confused."

"Stay put until you drop the fort."

Alan tells me, "That's the only way," sighs Reggie.

That's how we talked, and everyone's meal was over.

"I'll leave you."

Standing up, I retrieved the other two plates and cups.

"I'll call the squire, okay? Chiara wandering alone..."

"Fine. It's a little something. Mr. Cain will be right beside you, and from the magic show at Limerick, it won't be weird because we're all scared of me."

To my words, Alan makes an unpleasant voice saying, "Oh, is that..."

"Is something wrong?

"I showed him magic so that Limerick and Leinster soldiers wouldn't be surprised to see magic. Then he broke a part of the Marquis' walls."

"Eh heh... But I fixed it properly."

I laughed and deceived. I don't want to confess what I made of it after I lost my blood, like if I let him do a positive fist jab or something. Finally, he also added a solid excuse.

"I hope I fixed it. There was a soldier at the dispatch drop point..."

"Did you even get hurt?

"It was okay because Chiara covered it in a soil shape. But think about it. If you try them, you'll have as many hands as your back length, and you grabbed them up. The two are faint. The guy you were watching screamed that he might have been strangled by a giant, making a fuss."

The two soldiers found themselves just stunned by surprise, and the noise soon healed, but their fear of me was certainly engraved in the hearts of those who watched.

I was just trying to get him used to it, but I'd rather stay away from this guy! has been recognized in the direction of

Reggie blinked and then erupted slightly.

"Ha, Chiara really does unexpected things, doesn't she?"

"... as it were, well, that's the thing. 'Cause it's okay."

So I'm just leaving the tent so they don't pursue me any further.

But just there, Mr. Cain walked in.

"Mr. Chiara, if that's the case, you should have waited until the samurai arrived..."

If Mr. Cain even tells me, I can't run anymore.

I'm going to have to go back to the task of getting dishes taken away and laughed at again by him who tells me he's going to take them, and sigh.

It was me trying to get back to the tent with the amazing and Reggies, but I just tried to put my hand on the cloth at the entrance, and I hear the conversation inside leaking and I stop my hand.

"... I'm sorry I can't. It's bad there, isn't it, injury?"

"That's a good idea of me, Alan."

"I think I've been following you for years. Left shoulder?"

Shoulders.

That's where you sheltered me and got arrows. I breathe. 'Cause that's not a normal injury. It is due to the action of the stone of the covenant.

Normal doctors won't know what's going on. And yet why are you keeping quiet from me?

"The wounds are blocked. The obstacle to movement..."

Reggie cut the word because I came in with a lot of momentum.

"Chiara, what..."

"Injury, show me, Reggie!

Did I try to escape or get grabbed by a stood up Reggie?

"Are you hurting me or what? I heard it was bad there!

"You were listening, Chiara. But heal your injuries."

"Because that's not a normal injury. I'm the only one who can see it. Come on!

I push Reggie into the simple bedroom behind me, and from Reggie, who has sat in the momentum, I go to strip off my jacket.

"Ya, hey Chiara..."

"Patients don't resist! Alan, help me!

When I said it, Alan came over to have fun and held Reggie's arm. All right, now it's easy to get them off.

Reggie, on the other hand, got a hasty look sometime.

"Alan!? You, rather hold Chiara!

"No, this one looks more fun. Besides, I'm worried about the injury, and if I don't, you're not gonna let me know."

"Oh, it's not fun! It's like you got hurt because of me... Alan, pull this out of your arm."

Having Alan pull his sleeve out of his arm and finally remove his jacket, it takes the task of unbuttoning his shirt.

"Chiara, this is just not good."

He was Reggie trying to stop me with a slightly embarrassing look, but I wouldn't be willing to pull it off if I didn't see how the injury went.

"Just grow up!

"Yeah, man up, 'cause it's funny."

Alan, who chuckles, still holds Reggie back. I get one laugh from anywhere, but my master ignores me because I always laugh ich. Ignore me. I can see my shoulders if I even peel this shirt off.

"Alan, you were such a hobby."

"You don't feel bad either, Reggie."

Alan laughs with his nose, even if he looks resentful. I don't argue with that, so Reggie doesn't seem angry either. Good.

But when I made you wear your shirt, you unexpectedly looked at your muscular shoulders and clavicles, and, uh, I'm doing something terrible right now? I felt like it.

In such a tent, Mr. Cain came in.

"Oh, he's attacking...?

Mr. Cain stands up at the door like a giant snail in front of you! He had a pompous look like that.

"Probably...... huh?

Why are they saying that?

That's what I thought, but this place is on the sleeping table. I realized that Reggie, strangled with wings from behind by Alan, and I was trying to pull my shirt off... and I felt like I was approaching Reggie indefinitely, and I hardened.

Look at me like that, Alan, who untied Reggie, starts to burst into laughter.

"Ha-ha-ha! No, I can't stand it anymore!

"... see, that's why I told you it was so bad, right? Chiara."

Sighing Reggie hugs me with her liberated arm, whining, "You have no choice," while grinning at me rigidly.

"Eh, hey."

Why are you detaining me? I mean, hey, Reggie's complexion touches my cheeks! I try to slip unexpectedly and escape to some embarrassment, but Reggie won't let me go.

"For what I've been ashamed of, let me be fully ashamed of you, too. You can still see the injury, can't you?

I sure am, but I am! Do you need to look at it so perfectly stuck and leaning in?

I mean, it's better than when I tried to take it off! I wish I was embraced by a half-naked heterosexual or something! Look, Alan's donning. He's looking me in the eye!

"You're doing too much, Reggie..."

"It's your fault, Alan? I said could you stop, hey, Chiara?

That's how close I was, and she gave me such a beautiful grin that she seemed to sneer, my head was short.

And so I'm pulled away from Reggie, on my arm from behind.

"It's too much fun, Your Highness."

I was grabbed on the shoulder by Mr. Cain, who, as usual, said with a faceless expression like Nobu. Reggie laughed.

"I don't want Cain to get mad at me, so, Chiara, are you hurt? If you're convinced by what you see... Here."

Reggie herself, she takes off her left shirt sleeve and shows me her back.

Huh... something more colorful than a girl or something!? And while I was even given a taste of strange defeat, but I had to make sure I was injured, I approached Reggie one step closer.

Before I left the castle, I didn't check clearly. There, my skin was long and dark vertically, mainly where there were arrow wounds. It's like a burnt scar.

"Can I touch it?

"Go ahead, if you need to see the magician."

Even if I touch it, Reggie doesn't look painful. Explore the magic as it is. Calm, but I know there's definitely something heterogeneous there.

"Same as when I saw it before...... I guess. Is it hard?"

"It hurts a lot."

Reggie just said she wasn't willing to say any more, grinning and putting her shirt back on.

I can't do anything more myself, so I just have to shut up.

If it's true, if I could remove the dark areas, it would be affecting Reggie's body. There would be no more cause of pain. Maybe because I gathered all the power of the covenant stone Kakela there.

But with medical technology in this world, I can't let you operate like that.

I'm not familiar with the medical knowledge of the previous world either, but I know I don't have blood transfusions or sanitary supplies in place.

But I didn't say it was okay, so I felt Reggie was pushing me.

Will you be okay if your health recovers or if this magic is tamed over time?

Either way, I want Reggie to rest a little longer. But as a flag, he's going to run the battlefield.

But how do we stop it?

Worried, but to go to bed I leave Reggie's tent. That's how I bothered to go back to the dirt hut I built myself.

I think the maintenance time of earthlings can be improved a little once more copper ore is used.

I really wish I could operate remotely. Like a master, I wish I could stand on my own, but I still can't get that far. If my powers could at least be more influential, I could spread what I could...

".................. ah"

"Hmm?"

To my crush, Alan, who went out with me, looked back at me and gave me a very unpleasant look.

Is this face that's about to break my grin too bizarre?

"Eh heh. Alan, can I talk to you for a second?