We Live in Dragon’s Peak
Come on, Louiseine.
In the woods with a pleasant leaking day, Mr. Arda walks to lead me and Master Madrine.
It just looks like you're being walked, and it feels like you're being led to a sanctuary.
We are invited by Mr. Arda for a walk.
Ernea, you went out to find the grinding stone, but me and Madeleine stayed under the embargo if we could learn a little more from Mr. Arda.
But Arda doesn't give lectures or exercise with her body, she's taken a relaxing stroll.
As the birds gather from nowhere to see how rare we are walking in the forbidden forest, they look down at this one from above the twig and have a pleasant conversation.
Just listen to the voices of all things and it will be a great time. But, well, are we good as this?
I don't think Arda invited us for a walk in vain.
I think walking in the woods has something to do with it...
"Hey, Louiseine"
"Yes. What is it, Master Madeleine?
Master Madrine, who walks alongside me, has spoken in a whisper so as not to disturb the silence of Mr. Arda, who goes ahead.
"Though I thought I was going to train in magic and study manipulation in an invisible place?
"Probably. I'm pretty sure the part about being moved to an invisible place. But what about the kind of learning you've been told?
I intend that I have been severely bashed in by my grandmother and that I have earnestly trained and served every day. I also think that Madeleine has made the effort she deserves for the position of witch-head.
What is the difference between us and Mr. Arda like that? Of course, your powers, knowledge, and experience are different.
But as the same witch, I don't think the basic part is the same for me, Madeleine or Arda.
I do not believe that the efforts we have built up so far have been wrong.
So what new things can we learn from Mr. Arda, who likens the foundations?
Master Madeleine may be expecting new spells and knowledge, but I seem different.
I just don't know what that is yet. I have no idea myself.
Maybe Mr. Arda herself is strolling around thinking about what to teach us.
Anyway, there are many mysteries in this person.
After the other day's arrangement. Mr. Mistral told me that Mr. Arda is apparently also the owner of more than just strength.
Of course, I knew I confronted you directly, didn't I?
Like a stream of water, a body that does not collapse while weaving a rush. Multiple spells, enough to turn bright blue too, Master Madrine. And more importantly, it's so powerful that it just seems unusual.
And so is the battle of defense that made you think you couldn't "win" that Mr. Mistral.
I'm sure Mr. Arda, like you and us, is involved in all sorts of things.
So, do you have a lot of secrets about things you want to tell but can't tell, things you want to tell but can't?
Just as we cannot say what we found before the secrets of the Dragon Forest or the contraindications of the Ear Elders.
Yeah, yeah. Speaking of secrets.
The dragon eye that dwells in my eyes, but Mr. Arda spotted me lightly.
I still keep it a secret from many people in the Dragon Nation, but I didn't expect to be spotted in just one pairing...
Arda herself told me last night that there was a description in the book I saw, and she thought, "What if?"
Ernea, I've known your speciality for a long time, Mr. Arda. He seems to have been noticed in association with him because he is his wife and he is involved in dragons.
Reflections, huh? From now on, you may need to use your powers a little better so that you don't get enlightened by stringing from knowledge, experience, etc., this way.
I'm out of my mind.
Mr. Arda, who is a few steps ahead of me and Master Madrine.
Ernea, as you made a mistake, a woman so confused with the Virgin.
It seems like the air around you is going to be purified when you say you're just walking normally.
Mr. Arda's hand touches a leaf that has grown slightly at the tip of a thin branch. Then the leaves shake happily. Stepped leaves, wind against skin. The world seems to enjoy touching Arda very much.
If Master Madrine is also a witch-head, I would like you to wear a sanctity like Mr. Arda.
If you've gotten enough to wrap up the cleanliness that would purify the world, Elnea, I think I'm going to be admitted to being on your side.
Arda stopped in front of a dead tree as she strolled around with serious thoughts and other things without love.
Dead trees seem to have decayed some time ago, creating empty spaces in the woods. The branch leaf ceiling that Ogi was creating was gone, and the sun was coming together and pouring down.
Spring. With warm sunshine and snowmelt moisture, the ground is full of blue and grass flowers.
Arda, standing in the grass, looked back here as she touched the dead tree. And I've been asking questions, staring with loving eyes.
"Will Louiseine and Madeleine have something important"
Seems like a question like nothing, feels deep down.
In contrast to my hesitation in responding to how to answer the question correctly, Madeleine responded immediately.
"It's you, Ernea!
"Dear Madrine!?
Hey! When I accidentally went into the woman next door, Mr. Arda was smiling gently.
"... I have a distant sister of age. There's one childhood tame downstairs, and I think like another sister. Neither is there for me."
Me and Madeleine will stop the skirmish and listen to Mr. Arda.
"Besides those two, I have a lot of important things"
Mr. Arda as if he was putting his thoughts to some distant land. Perhaps you're saying you want to go home early because your loved ones are waiting for you there.
So do I have the same "important thing" as Mr. Arda?
Of course, there is.
Love, Elnea, it's you!
And the same wives, Mr. Mistral, Mr. Lyla, Mr. Ufiria and Mr. Nina. Not only that, but Priscia and Niemia and Ares, Yun and Lynn and...
I don't have a cut if I give you a name, but everyone close to me thinks it's important.
Master Madrine also seems to have renewed her mind after her first unscrupulous remarks and to have pictured something important in her fingerfold.
But Arda, to me and Madeleine, who thinks, was told the next terrible thing.
"I am not as clean and white as you think I am. I am selfish and greedy. So if you want to protect something important, not lose it, don't hesitate to sell your soul to the devil"
A woman with a clean atmosphere enough to make you say she looks like a Virgin. Me and Lady Madrine will be a little confused by the black words that have fallen zero out of that person's mouth.
But Mr. Arda's eyes were sincere.
"What about the two of you? If we're going to protect what we're trying to paint right now, we won't have to choose the means."
"... I can't say"
I replied, squeezing it out.
A long time ago. When returning from the disturbances in the Kingdom of Yortenitos. I said before you, Ernea.
Even if it were possible, I don't want to be the Virgin.
The Virgin can do miracles. But they say you break your heart with recoil, and you're bound to fall.
If the means to protect what is dear was a miracle of the Virgin. But I will refuse that option.
Elnea, I want to live with you guys, forever. That's why I don't want to be the Virgin if I can fall and turn to parting.
When I was ready, Mr. Arda nodded without denying it.
"I think Luiseine's thoughts are right. But I'm not.... I will do anything for what I want to protect. Like I said, I don't hate selling souls to demons, and I don't hesitate to self-sacrifice"
What the hell is Arda trying to tell you?
While affirming my thoughts, I do not choose the means if it is for a purpose.
I just know I'm not talking about pushing my claims here.
So, me and Lady Madrine waited for Mr. Arda's next words.
"My thoughts may seem absurd, repentant. But this is my readiness. And this is also the difference between me and you. They said they wanted to learn something from me. That's the only answer I can give back to it."
Be as prepared as Mr. Arda, I'm not talking about it.
Nor are our thoughts weak.
What Mr. Arda is trying to say is that it is not such a surface part.
"I mean, whoever tells you, you can't shake it, you're strong prepared, right?
Arda smiled at Lady Madeleine's words.
"I don't want to be a Virgin. But I want to protect what's important. Then I want you to be prepared to face your thoughts. What does it take to penetrate the mind I now imagine? How should it be? I want you to think about it."
Ms. Arda said she was selfish and greedy about herself. Apart from that, I also said that if it was for a purpose, I would sell my soul to the devil, and I would not hate self-sacrifice.
Normally, I don't put this stuff in my mouth even if I think about it. Not to mention because we are witches.
Still, Mr. Arda said without hesitation. Doesn't that mean that an absolute readiness that doesn't shake no matter what others think already exists in her mind?
And one more thing.
If you're going to say selfish and greedy, I'm sure you have a strong obsession with your life, too.
So even if you are self-sacrificing in your mouth, you will not execute.
And there, you have the secret of Mr. Arda's strength.
Strength must come with it in order to pierce your readiness.
If you say greed, everything is important and you want to protect it all. You have to acquire the power and knowledge to just make it happen.
How long ago did Arda decide to be ready for this?
I'm sure you've built up an effort to make it happen since you decided to be ready to be your backbone.
Mr. Arda's special presence. I learned that was the result of a lot of things that could be folded together, which I couldn't stack up overnight.
We immediately expect superficial results and achievements when it comes to training and study. But it's also important that you don't get caught at the moment and move on with your goals far ahead.
Arda teaches us to take the path to achieving a strong readiness.
That will be a tougher journey than ever before. But for you, Ernea. For everyone. And more importantly, for yourself. I must make an effort, too.
Master Madrine is also snorting emotionally.
"Strong readiness is what brings you to the heights. I'm impressed with this Madeleine. … then I would like you to teach me advanced magic and so on at the beginning"
"Dear Madrine..."
The story of readiness and the desire for knowledge are separate bellies. To Madeleine, who says, I'm about to go into it again.
But me and Madeleine immediately noticed the transformation of Mr. Arda's signs.
"Luiseine. Will you not be able to communicate with Yun and Lynn? If you can, tell him to run!
Arda's eyes, staring west, glowed blue. In response to that, an explosively swollen power.
It was then that countless stardust appeared around us, glittering, and began to ascend into the blue sky.