"It's on..."
Why, so out of breath, I'm breathing right now in front of that joke sign. Want to take a bath? Want some rice? I think I would like you to change the letter because it will lose its power. Really, who made this?
"... you're still where there's nothing. But with the magic flow, we know where it is."
Yeah, and this looks like it's just a high elf after all. Anyone who's ever been into this town before seems to be able to get in a second time, but weird specification that I don't know the sign. So why, I heard the creator's intentions!
…………
"? What, Mr. Gill?
Is it because I was staring at the sign with a weird face, I notice a glimpse from Mr. Gill and lean my neck. Mr. Gill groaned no and then gently stroked my head.
"A long time, I just thought I'd gained strength"
Speaking of which, I breathed faster, and most importantly, I was able to get there properly on my own feet. I also pinched the break, so it took me a day and a half. But isn't this a lot of progress considering that childhood? Thanks mostly to natural magic, I'll leave that aside. 'Cause if you'd climbed without magic, you'd be snagging sooner! It is because we use this wasteful amount of magic at all costs. Still, I think I got my strength, though, huh? Probably.
"Come on, let's go"
"Yes."
That's what Mr. Gill says and raises his mask back up. I replied to it before joining hands with Mr. Gill and twisting the arch to the town.
As usual, the scenery changes in an instant, and a beautiful sight pops into my eyes. When I closed my eyes and took a slow, deep breath, I felt like I was healing from the inside of my body. I realize the air here is special after all.
"Oh, you're here. I've been listening."
"Ah, uh. Hi, I'm Meg. Thank you for your help."
Blurring, a young man from the high elf came to his voice. Because even when I say youth, I just thought so from the looks of it. I'm actually living for thousands of years or something. Of course it is too neat and aesthetic. Not just this young man, so you should think he's no longer coming to the museum.
"I wonder if I will take care of you this time. Even if I take care of him, I just ask him questions when I have problems. You've been face-to-face many times, and you still haven't named me, have you? I'm Wizdia Baysam. Wiz is fine."
"Mr. Wiz! Best regards,"
Mr. Gill and I both named him again and re-greeted him properly. You didn't really introduce yourself to each other. Though I've seen you many times, you were about to show a little face to the grave. And I don't feel like I can remember my real name too long... I think the high elves who remember this and call it without mistake are smart after all. Hang in there, my brain.
"You, Girnandio, I see you as a pretty good user... but you should stop saying you've been here all day. Sometimes you have to go outside and take care of yourself."
"Oh, let me do that. Thank you."
Physical condition control? That's what I thought, twisting my neck, and Mr. Wiz guessed it and explained it to me.
"The air here would be clean, wouldn't it? Medicine for us, but it can be poisonous for other species. A little time would have a good effect, but I'll be staying here for a while to come. It's going to be a tough environment for him."
Speaking of elves, you've heard that the fountains that tourists can use are diluted. There was a source in the village where the elves lived, where only the elves and the magical ones could go, and the effect was out of step after all. This place works twice as well, so ah sure it gets poisonous for others...... Oh, well, the problem isn't just that the clean air in the town gets disturbed.
"Mr. Gill, don't ever push me, okay? I'm worried..."
Gil, who tries to be on my side for me, is so sweet that he worries about not being forced. Besides, I'm not sure I can tell if Mr. Gill is forced to do it in my eyes.
"It's okay. I'll take a look, too. Right... because once in a half day, if you touch the air outside for a few moments, you won't have any problems at all"
"Once every half day! Make up your mind in the morning and in the evening, Mr. Gill!
Is this what everyone said there was a solution? But, well, it's easy to remember if you think it's a pill twice a day. I thought so, grabbed my fist and suggested it, and they laughed at me. Why?
"Oh, okay. Let me do that."
"Promise, huh?
I'll press it again and again. I may be a little persistent, but you laughed at me, so well. But really, it would be very difficult if Mr. Gill were to get sick with this, so you have to watch carefully! But I was horrified. The first anxiety has been resolved!
"This is the room for Meg and Girnandio to spend some time in. Yennarieal used it back in the day, but I haven't used it in a long time. I've cleaned it, so use it freely."
"My mother... thank you!
Mr. Wiz, who guided me to the room, left the scene, saying that if anything happened, anyone could speak up. I'm sure he cared for us so that we could get our support done casually. Kind.
The room that was passed through was no longer a more solid building beyond the area of the room to call it a cabin. A wooden little cabin that you probably would have created with trees and plant-based natural magic. I guess from the high elves the perception is that every single one of these cabins is a room.
All the furniture, not only the cabins, but also the tables, beds, etc. are made of wood and feel warm. The futon looks like it's woven from yarn and made from cloth. We must be sourcing our own cotton or something. If I had lived so long and was good at witchcraft, I'd be convinced of this. But it's called craftsmanship that's fuzzy and easy to touch.
Walk slowly through the room and finally fall into bed with Poughn. The futon smelled like sun and wood.
"I wonder if my mother slept here, too"
Think about that. Just a little snug. Oh, speaking of which, you only have this one bed. Mr. Wiz used it as much as he wanted with me and Mr. Gill, so what do I do when I go to bed? Me and Mr. Gill have a simple tent, so I don't have any trouble...
"Hey, Mr. Gill. Only today, can I sleep with you?
"Mm."
You're being sweet, me. I knew you were anxious. 'Cause... I'm away from Ortus. I don't know when it's going to explode. I'm scared, after all.
"Oh, I hope not! Hey, just saying..."
But something's embarrassing me. I'm already your sister, so you have to hold on! What a rush to mislead, I felt signs of laughter. If you look up at the dreaded Mr. Gill just with your eyes.
"Just today, okay?
Absolutely nothing. What, you're too handsome. I think the destructive power of a handsome man smiling just a little mean to me with a nigga! I feel heat gathering in my face. When the voiceless voice comes out of my mouth and begs for food, I'm in a goldfish state.
"... because you don't do anything really sweet. As much as that, I don't mind every day. Don't think it's annoying. If you say so, I'm... glad."
"... eh"
A handsome statement of pursuit there! I no longer give up speaking up and I accidentally dive into Mr. Gill! If I hug you around my waist, will I be able to convey my gratitude? The healing effect is activated by hugging. What a relief in this hand to stroke my head. Calm down!
Thanks to you, I regained my calm. I turned up with Ba and spoke up properly and told Mr. Gil.
"Thank you, Mr. Gill! So, why don't we sleep together every day?
"... oh, okay"
I'm glad Mr. Gill is with us! And I'm glad you had the courage to try and sweeten it! Huh.
Then we first decided to go to Mr. Yenna's grave, my mother. It's important to say hello first! The air also becomes even cleaner as we take it closer to the grave. Speaking of which, my father and Mr. Shell went wild around here. I think if you think about it now, you've done well. I can't believe you fought in such a beautiful place! There was so much juncture that I couldn't even get into the high elf township, but even beyond that, a lot of demons came in. Maybe it was because my father was inside the town. Really, it sucked. Demon King intimidation goes beyond the boundaries too...... scary. I need to be able to control it.
No, no, no. If you get anxious! The magic might break out! Look, now it's back to normal as if nothing happened then.... Isn't that amazing too? Though it's been decades, it's still amazing that the traces are gone. Hi Elf, wow.
"As always, it's a beautiful fountain"
"Yeah...... the source of the elf town was beautiful too, but the one here is clearer"
What an analogy... eh, the elf town fountain feels more intimate, doesn't it? But does this place feel noble or awe-inspiring? That's the difference. Neither of them will change the comfort with which the magic is done, but maybe this one will take a shorter time to recover. I just don't know.
While we take a slow look at such a fountain, we stop in front of a bright white tombstone just a short distance past the line of tombstones. There was no cloudiness in the whiteness, and Yenna's heart beauty appeared, and her cheeks loosened.
Hello, Mother.
Then he quietly opened his mouth towards the headstone.