It's dark. But warm. I know, this warmth. It's not darkness, is it? This is a shadow.
"Gil,......"
When I called the name, the shadows gradually cleared up. In front of me, the back of someone I've always wanted to see. Richt and Ronnie are sitting around as pokans.
Mr. Gill. It's Mr. Gill.
Really, you came. Blink eyes that are about to moisturize. Happy to see you again, just a little more to keep!
I observe the surrounding situation. First of all... uh, Gordon was whitening Mr. Gill forward.
Oh, that's Gordon, isn't it?
No, it's really white. I was about Gordon in my mid-forties, but my hair was properly scorched tea, and my mustache of the same color was splendid. It was Mossamosa, though.
Yet Gordon, now in front of him, has bright white hair and beard, and he's shaking so rattled that the one he's watching is pathetic. You even look thin because you're a mind.
Just a thought, I noticed. Gordon said he was in love with Mr. Gill's murder. Gordon was ready to die just because he didn't do anything.
So much, fear. So much, power difference.
If you look around you, a few of your buddies who were there were also blanking their hair, and more than half of them are peeling their white eyes and fainting, or blowing bubbles.
He's the owner of the extra-standard strength that makes it, my parents. We struggled so much and it made us feel so painful because it seemed like it.
"Who, Meg, caused this wound...... Huh!?
Ha!? The cause of my anger was me -! I looked down at myself again.
My cheeks are swollen with beatings, my hands and feet are burned and I can't stop bleeding from my feet, my hands and clothes are bloody with Richter's blood so... wow, Splatta!
Oh, you don't have to look closely at me, I'm pretty badly hurt...? Like, was there an adrenaline out there? I didn't really feel it, but now my legs are hurting so bad, and something's bothering me!
If a parent sees you like this making a fuss about you rubbing your knees off a bit......!?
Yeah, it will, Masyonay.... No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! How do we put this place away? That's the biggest challenge I've ever had!
"Oh, um... Meg's, do you know him,"
It was Richt who managed to break through such chaotic air. You're unfamiliar with it, but for some reason, I can't help but be respectful. Instead, I want to give a big round of applause for the courage of being spoken to by Mr. Gill in this state! And even though it's finally a serious injury to speak up!
"To help, you came, didn't you...? So, first of all, would you do Meg's job..."
Mr. Gill finally turned to me in the voice of Richter, who told me so with traction. Giraffed eyes like when demon-shaped. Looking at it, both Richt and Ronnie are hitting for a moment, and they are raising their voices.
Mr. Gill closed his eyes once and then slowly opened them. Gradually it returns to its usual human appearance. Look, good. More than that!
"Richt is badly wounded! Please, Mr. Gill!
"No, I'm fine, Meg..."
No, you're not. Richter, shut up! I'm stopping with my hands towards Richt! and took control and appealed to Mr. Gill.
"Magic, hey!!
Mr. Gill, who still looked difficult, stopped for a few seconds as if he had been taken aback by my words. 'Cause you don't have a choice! As long as I recover my magic power, I can give Shizuku the magic and ask him for a healing pill! It's definitely not enough. That's why I don't hesitate. I absorb magic relentlessly for a purpose, Shaw knows exactly how you feel.
"... ok. Let's all heal once. I don't like therapeutic magic. Very unwilling, but not relying on Meg. But before that."
Once Mr. Gill cut the words there, he has reached out to me with such gestures as horror.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Huh! Protect me, I can't do it...!
Mr. Gill hugs me with exquisite force exertion and subtraction that is powerful and then does not strain my injury. Oh, I miss you, this warmth. I made you worry, I thought. And I scared Mr. Gill again, because his chest was tightened.
'Cause that Mr. Gill, he's shivering in small pieces.
I gently reach out and whisper Mr. Gill's back.
"But you came to help me. You made it, Mr. Gill."
Thank you, when I whispered so, Mr. Gill only slightly strengthened the power to hug me.
Then, Mr. Gill handily started treating me. I will provide magic to me while I take care of Richter. Originally, Richt and I stopped bleeding with the extra Sizuk medicine. Much easier thanks to this. Mainly in spiritual terms.
All you have to do is make some more pills and make them painkillers. If you do first aid with the bandage I or Mr. Gill have, it's done for now.
"I'm sorry, Ronnie. I'm behind you."
"I'm not a big deal."
That being said, the least magical thing about this was Ronnie, and both hands and feet are just as badly burned as I am. So, Gil tried to start treating Ronnie... and Ronnie waited.
"Um, could you help him more than me?
That's what I said and pointed out. Ahead was Mr. Rabbi, who was bleeding and falling. When!? What, you came up the stairs with that wound? Still alive, right......!?
"Mr. Gill, please......!
I asked him to do so in a hurry, but Mr. Gill looked up. Hey, what?
"... that woman is Rabbi the Adventurer, isn't she? I caught you."
In a low voice, Mr. Gill says as he pushed his anger to death.
"You knew? But that wasn't... oh, no, it wasn't... that? Uh, but it's not!
Looking at me in awkwardness and panic, Mr. Gill sighed gently, putting his hands gently on Pong and my head, he stood silently and turned to Mr. Rabbi.
"I'll have to talk to you later."
"Mr. Gill......! Thanks!"
You can guess, Mr. Gill, the man you can! Handsome men are still different. I followed Mr. Gill with my eyes as I was. That's when another voice I wanted to hear reaches my ear.
"Your husband! I'm home!
"Shaw!
He said, "If you're a shadow eagle, you're a traveler."
Shaw, who looks a little tired, used the word I taught him before to report. Yeah, because Mr. Gill can come through the shadows. Exactly a moving cheat.
"Thank you so much, Shaw. Thanks to you! Love it!"
"Eh heh, Shaw loves your husband too!
Ha, Shaw said "Shaw" instead of "me" about herself! When you're tired and you want to be sweet...
"Hey, I need some magic."
"You just recovered, but you're intolerant!?
But this time, Shaw worked pretty hard for me. Exactly the benefactor of my life! I don't have a choice, Sizku. Let me postpone the medication just a little bit. I'm sorry, Richt. I tolerate it, too.
Come on, Shaw! Summon my magic... ahhh!!