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No. I can't keep myself this way. That's what I found out intuitively. Right, you've been skipping consciousness like this before. The first time I understand that, I get extra scared. Even though I'm in the town of High Elves. Besides, this is a particularly clean land, so why can't you control it? Oh, I don't care about that now. We have to do something, do something...

"Let go."

I heard Mr. Shell. What, unleash? Here, take this? This wild magic? You'll see that if you do just that, this whole area will be in trouble. You can't do that! We have to keep it down......!

"I'm telling you not to restrain it. Just let it go."

Yet Mr. Shell tells me to release the magic. Why? Why would you do that?

"What...!?

I also heard Mr. Gill stationary. I knew you would, didn't I? It's too dangerous.

"Hmm, don't let Bug Kella give you an opinion"

"... what do you want Meg to do?"

I found Mr. Gill's magic swells. It is directed at Mr. Shell without even trying to hide his hostility. Even so, Mr. Shell glanced at Mr. Gill like that with an extra look on his face and laughed with his nose.

"Do you think I can't contain as much as the magic of such a child? Ridiculous."

Oh, now, what...? I mean, Mr. Shell took me...?

"Don't think about the extra. Your missing brain has not been counted on by Hannah. Just let it go."

Are you trying to help me?

I see Mr. Chill Pippy in agony trying to contain his power. Then she nodded forcefully with a strange face. Mr. Gill... looks as if he chewed up a bitter bug, but he seems to understand the intent. He's nodding gently.

... Let's believe it. Mr. Shell. I pulled out my shoulder.

The liberation of magic was an easy one. It's so easy for me to have to put up with trying to contain it. I wonder what it's like for the luggage that was pushing into the gyu to pop out of the bag at once. Enough, no, the feeling of giving up made my mind lighter.

Of course, it's not such a raw and warm situation because it's my immense magic that popped up. More and more magic comes out of my body. But it doesn't worry me at all. That means I didn't have half the amount of magic I had. Frightened.

And what about the magic that popped up...

"It's been a long time since I've seen a tornado so far. Isn't that better than what Shell produced?

"... I'll shut you up, Pippi"

Oh, I'm sorry.

It was transformed into a stunning tornado by the aid of Mr. Shell's natural witchcraft. Its tornado, which is swollen to about twice the size of the great tree, rises straight up into the sky without causing any further damage, although it involves a little of the surrounding trees. Hih, disaster is not a level. The ingredients that create this are my magic. It's the thought of being saved by Mr. Pipi's swallowing line.

I think my body is getting a lot easier while I'm doing this. Was it about ten minutes physical? The time I kept seeing two or three tornadoes that seemed to devastate the city in front of me. It's scary to think that I created it with my own magic, but I think that having a presence that suppresses it was what kept me calm. More importantly, I may have become confident that I never lost myself to the end. Well, I think that was a big environment for this place.

"Ha, hoo..."

He sat down on the spot with Henahena at the same time as cutting off the release of the magic with Putung. My body's easier, but I'm mentally tired. As I stared at the blurry and gradually losing momentum tornado, Mr. Gill rushed me right away.

Meg, are you okay?

I tried to reassure Mr. Gill that I would hear that with a worried face, and I smiled. But I think he probably has a slightly less nervous face.

"I'm fine. Wow, it's easier. I'm just feeling a little tired."

"Oh, well."

Mr. Gill jammed the words just a little. Maybe you think you couldn't do anything, or something? I know, that's how I often get self-loathing, too.

"So I was wondering if you could just hold me a little longer?

So I'm gonna tell Gil that I'm counting on him, that I can feel safe with Gil, that I need him, that I need him. Suitable material. I don't like this word so much!

"... for cheap"

Yes, I prefer that gentle smiling face of Mr. Gill.

Now, when I was feeling a little calm, I went down from Mr. Gill and ran over to Mr. Shell. You didn't take that long, did you? I can't keep you waiting!

"Um, thank you!

As soon as I reached in front of him, I bowed my head shruggedly. It really helped me. It's refreshing as if years of shoulder stiffness have dissolved. I don't know because I don't have that experience.

"Ten days later"

"What?"

I lowered my head. I heard a word like that over my head, so I panicked and woke up and listened back, but Mr. Shell went straight back to Stasta and the cabin. Huh? Huh?

"Because I really don't have enough words. I'm sorry, Meg. 'Cause I'll interpret."

To me in confusion, Mr. Pipi, with a bitter smile, gave me a helping boat. Apparently, he wants me to come back here again in ten days and do some magical emancipation. Hard to understand!

"But you know what? Also, it's overflowing..."

This much magic has been unleashed, and I'll be back in ten days. This means that it has not become a fundamental solution. That's right. Gackling.

"But now we can go to the tournament. They'll be stable for a couple of days after release."

"! Oh my god! Yay! I can keep my word."

I am honestly pleased that one matter of concern has been resolved. Besides, it's not like you don't have a solution. Your father should tell you sometime.

The ability to dream and the outburst of magic are sure to work it out.

Even my father's shoulder I touched in my dreams then.... Think normally, I'm pretty sure that dream was my father's. If they're fathers, it's okay if it's something that's affected them. Yeah, probably, I'm sure.

"Mr. Gill."

"Mm?"

But I'm still a little worried. Just in case.

"Can I get in touch with Castle Demon King...? Hey, I need to check with my father..."

I don't think I have a problem with distance, but I'm a little guilty of annoying my hands outside of preparing for the tournament. But they told me I could count on you! It's not gonna be negative, dude. Ow!

"No problem. You want me to connect you to the Demon King?

I was glad to know that you would answer that to Gil, who comfortably caresses my head. Eh heh, dare Mr. Gill! Ha, Mr. Gill. Therapy is the best.

"We're close. I see that makes Shell grumpy."

"? Doesn't Mr. Shell like to see friends?

You don't seem like the type to get along very well with people. I think I'd rather like one. I guess you don't like sweet kids like me. I'm sorry, but the sweetness isn't going to heal either thanks to the recoil of livestock life and the days of being spoiled. Forgive me.

"Um, that's not what I'm saying. Oh, good."

Is that it? No? Mr. Shell is a mysterious man. Hmm.

We were mentally tired because of the release of magic, because, you know, we came back to our room. And I'm just sitting on the couch I put out of my storage bracelet, blanketing and drinking Mr. Gill's brewed tea while holding the Shadow Eagle plush. How luxurious.

"My brewed tea won't taste so good..."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! And it's delicious!... I may just not know the difference in taste, but I'll leave it there.

"Let's get in touch with the Demon King after lunch. I guess it's not a rush, huh?

"Yeah! I'm fine with that. Mr. Gill has something to do, doesn't he?

Even though you don't get out of the High Elves, even Mr. Gill has something to do in preparation for the tournament. I don't plan on going anywhere today, so I'd love for you to get to work.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm near the room, so call me if you need anything."

"Yeah! Good luck with your work, Mr. Gill"

That's not exactly the kind of language you'd say in a generous way. Excuse me. Mr. Gill soothed his eyes and stroked my head, wearing his hood and mask tightly and walking out. Mr. Gill with the work switch is still cool. The man who can is also a good switcher. Exactly.

"... it's too early to take a nap."

And being left alone with Potsung worries about how I can afford it. Don't do anything. If you're blurry, it's not necessarily going to be a negative thought. Because of this, I decided to read the book I borrowed from Ortus before I got here, took the book out of my storage bracelet and relaxed and enjoyed my reading time. It's kind of been a while since I spent a whole lot of time like this.