Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

Episode 95: I slept with you.

I woke up right after I responded to Chain's request and was distant in consciousness.

The consciousness after awakening is quite clear, and there is no carelessness often held at all.

I could experience a lucid awakening so much that I didn't even try to, but I didn't think it was right after I woke up.

If you look forward, there is an unsavory cloth ceiling.

Probably, he's in the tent.

The body is put to sleep in a simple bed, surrounded by white curtains.

The simple table placed on the pillow is equipped with a smaller [brilliant glass], which is quite bright inside, even if it does not incorporate the light of day.

I was just trying to get myself out of bed.

"Ugh, body, move, yes..."

I try to move my body, but it doesn't move the way I want.

Without more effort than usual, it was even difficult to roll.

The curtain gently turns on the lid as he is confused by his physical condition and struggles.

It was the woman with the white robe who put her face out of it.

"Is this... are you awake"

"Huh? Oh, yes..."

Respond to a woman's calm voice with a missed response.

"You can keep it that way. You mustn't force it. Is that good?

"Ok......"

"Nice."

A woman, when she says so satisfactorily, comes inside the curtain.

A skinny woman with a white robe. About thirties around the time of year.

I tie my blonde hair together briefly at the back, and overall I feel clean.

The act of entering and the treatment of surrounding objects are polite, but the strange thing is that somehow you get a glimpse of dignity within what you do.

Career woman, do you have the impression that working women are because you can't get out of the pre-epoch feeling of the man's world?

... Whatever it is, wearing a white robe would be a medical demon advisor serving in the Crusades.

He was scratched before he lost consciousness, so he probably did the treatment.

Speaking of which, I noticed a lot of smell of herbs in the room.

"Good Morning"

"... good morning"

"Do you know your name?

"Yes, this is Arcs Laceft."

"Good. You don't seem to have any temporary memory clouds, either."

During such a conversation with the medical demon supervisor, other medical demon supervisors rush in and out of the compartment when they hear the news of the restoration of consciousness.

He who goes out of the tent to get in touch.

He who brings water and gives us water to drink.

such as someone who takes a pulse or wipes his neck or face.

It's all worth it.

"Is it really polite?"

"His Royal Highness Prince Wang ordered me to do so."

"Oh, really..."

Will you treat me well because of such circumstances?

Whatever it is, the medical demon woman takes something like a checklist and proceeds with the acne and the questions.

After being flushed by a wave of questions and then having some check-ups.

"Does your left arm move?

"Left arm? Ah..."

That's what she told me, and I finally realized.

Speaking of which, when I fought Dusseia, I used it beyond the [rotating Magic Guided Bullet (Spinning Barrel)] limit and applied a load that I could not ignore on my left arm.

If you can't move anymore... try to move your left arm or hand with such anxiety.

"Ugh..."

Should I still say, I can just move my fingers and elbows slightly, and my hands and arms don't move the way I want them to.

(Have you done this...)

When she tells the medical demon mentor with her eyes that she won't move any more, she says, "Really..." in a strange way.

And

"We did the best we could about the treatment. But being able to move doesn't mean I can't move it completely anymore, I don't think. You will need to continue to treat them with guts until they are fully healed."

"Really?"

I am anxious that I have been treated with magic and have not healed, but if I am not completely out of use, I would say I am rather good at it.

If it moves, the nerve transmission hasn't gone bad.

There's still room for healing, and if there's room for healing, it doesn't matter.

Yes, because I am a magician.

(In the future, I'll have to invest in the magic of treatment as well)

When I look at my left arm, which I can barely move, and I intend to do so, I get a clutch of hands from the outside on the curtain.

"- Whoa, you're apparently really awake."

"Uncle..."

It was Clave Arvent, my uncle, who appeared with a reliable voice.

Hooked military uniform on shoulder, same style as usual.

Without taking anyone's understanding, they come inside the compartment.

It drifts, the smell of a cigar.

Does the medical demon blame the careless intrusion?

He turns his gaze toward Crave, but he only laughs bitterly as he deludes.

Following Crave, Noah and Kazzi also show their faces.

As always, they look like butlers.

Because we are both cleaner than Crave, or we didn't get a particular gaze of complaints and accusations.

"Good morning, Uncle."

"Good morning, you..."

……

When she turned to the medical exorcist because Crave showed her frightened face, she turned to the unknown wind. I did say good morning, but didn't it actually fit the time?

Noah tells us what's going on as the medical demon tries to decide that he didn't give the first greeting.

"Master Arcs. It's lunch. And a week after he lost his mind."

"No, a human is a mon who can sleep this far. I'm totally impressed with your husband Sama's bedtime. Kihihi!"

Both Noah and Kazzi return the usual careless words.

For some reason this one was more relieved because that was too normal.

In exchange for them, when the medical demons leave, Crave leans back into a simple chair.

"Is it a week"

"Oh. I was just worried you'd wake up."

"We've had a lot to worry about"

"Not at all. Always making a scene."

"Ah, haha..."

"You're not laughing, are you? When a human dies, it's over. I won't be able to do what I wanted."

"Yes, I'm going to know that very well"

"Well, that's fine."

It turned out to be like a sermon, but it would be done with about a novel because you properly understand that in that situation, you didn't even have a choice. I feel grateful to create a kind heart that pays attention to me.

In that way, while I'm feeling it,

"It's time to claim a hard-working allowance."

"... I'm sorry I bothered you, but what about that as a deacon's statement?

"Except for the physical work and the burden on the mind."

"How much are you going to rip from me..."

"I moved in a hurry. If you don't color me like that, I won't break it, okay?

"You're not going to plump allowances from so many places, are you?

"Oh! That's a good hand. That's our husband Sama has a hard time thinking about. Kihihi!"

After such a conversation with the two deacons without any other love, I asked what I was concerned about.

"Uncle. What happened to those in the war? If it's been a week, there should never be a trend, even if we don't go to the settlement"

"That's the first thing you ask. Well, as far as you're concerned,"

"Yes. Be sure."

"Earlier, the settlement has already arrived. In the form of a crusader's victory."

"Really, good..."

"You can't lose more than I've come."

Crave puts his chest up a lot as he lies about it.

On the other hand, Noah says hello to his deputy and shows him how to fix the position of the glasses, pinching a detailed supplement.

"After the showdown on the plains, the crusaders led by His Highness Seylan pursued the retreated Polk Nadar. At the end of the day, it was the Battle of Cage Castle, but there was no way to beat Polk Nadar, who was drained in the Plains and Pursuit battles, and Nadar Main Castle fell in less than two days. The chief was named by His Excellency Louise."

You mean you settled into something like that without a thing?

Somehow, Deet's "Carchan zuri-!" The obstinate voice plays in my head.

Meanwhile, Kazzi scratched his back of his head uncomfortably.

"I thought there was going to be another two waves."

"You didn't?

"Oh. Totally nothing. I thought you'd bite more because there were Imperial soldiers, but after the battle on the plains, they retreated slightly, didn't they?

"So that's what you're talking about. They said the Admiral had a net over there, but they couldn't catch him."

Admiral. That being said, there were those who were called so at the sight.

"Was it Gadwuld Berhahn? I'm sure you won't move..."

"I guess that's what I decided to do, suspecting the existence of intermediaries within the Crusading Army. I purposefully tipped off a lie."

Sure, that way, they'll let the enemy grasp the wrong information. Even if they don't move, they can stir up anxiety.

To the lid, Crave turns a pleasant grin.

"Even so, they struggled a lot. The Kingsguards praised you, didn't they?

"Huh? No..."

"The Imperial Soldier, and the Black Leopard Rider, stood around de flamboyant against him. Yeah, I can't do that."

"No, because I was obsessed... and there was His Royal Highness there."

"Whatever you're into, it's a big deal that you got through that predicament. Besides, I protected His Highness without causing him any scratches. It's more than good, isn't it?

My uncle, who is usually harsh, thus lets go and praises him.

As for myself, who was always pissed off when I trained, what a sight to see.

So,

"... it's not like my uncle to praise me so much"

"Isn't this a crook who cheats on you, Crave? Represent yourself."

"I'm serious. Don't be ridiculous, you idiots."

When I make a mess of a used promise, Sukon, Sukon and a light slur are dropped.

Look at that and say, "Kihihi!" I don't know what kind of irrationality was dropped besides Kazuki laughing at me.

"You twisted fuck."

"No, it was fresh to be so praised by my uncle."

"I thought I'd praise you properly when I praise you. In fact, you worked. You should be praised at times like this."

"Yes..."

I want to light up and throw in another topic.

"Nevertheless, why is my uncle in reinforcements?

"That is His Majesty's order. There's a kina smell in the empire, so they told me to go."

"Looks like you're going for a walk of some sort..."

Well, Crave is such a powerful magician.

I guess the effort you put on the cause of overthrowing a legion is just about a walk away.

"Or weren't the reinforcements other than the first demon leaders to come unbroken because of flood (Han) tribes and Grand Shell alerts?

"That's how I did it. If the movement wasn't known anywhere, no one would be able to detect it."

I mean, it is.

"To deceive your enemies, start with your allies..."

In the man's world, despite listening carefully, none of them are used correctly first of all.

Isn't this the first time you've actually felt this?

... If it means that the Crusaders have reinforcements, the whole crusader movement will be affected by it. The deployment of troops in marches and battlefields will be a move on the assumption that reinforcements will come, and there is no denying the possibility that enemies who see that move will perceive the arrival of reinforcements.

To avoid that, I guess the king dared not even inform Seylan.

"- Hmm? That's an interesting word. Certainly no more words to describe your father's measures."

――

Such a voice pops in from outside the curtain on the lid.

As soon as possible, Crave, Noah and Kazzi stood up instantly on the spot.

And praise him with his arms upon his chest, so as to welcome him in his noble capacity.

Upright immobilization, as if everyone had been put an iron core rod in their spine.

With his front facing, his gaze rises slightly above him, welcoming the Lord of his voice.

Eventually, when the white curtains that were partitioning this one and that other turned, there was a look of Seylan there.

As usual, a mask with a black veil. Decorated with a lot of decorations, the bulkhead still looks like a Chinese Buddha monk hat with a raised part of the face of the black coat (kuroko).

My ears, my hair, my sides, they're completely covered and invisible. To the extent that only the thinner mouth of the braid of the veil appears slightly from time to time with the addition or subtraction of light. He is now dressed in a bright Chinese-inspired robe garment with a golden dragon, putting together a majestic sign.

I can't hide my surprise at the appearance of a human being who can't even think about it.

"So, Your Highness..."

"Hmm. I heard you were conscious again."

So, this is how you got me on my feet?

No way, I didn't expect you to come and see me right away.

Usually this is not possible.

Eurid turns the curtain and Seylan passes its open path.

Ceylan sat on the seat offered by Crave in a natural way.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry for this outfit"

"I don't mind. Freedom is not served by the injuries you have sustained to protect the rest. How can I blame you for that?"

"Thank you for your patience."

Seylan brings his face closer as he wonders how he can't even bow his head.

"By the way, isn't the body more important?

"No pain, but I can't move it to think it was because I hadn't moved it in a long time"

"How's your left arm?

"This one is almost immobile, but if the medical exorcist is right, it will depend on future treatment"

"Right..."

Saylan said something. I did, but I didn't speak up.

Somehow, "I'm sorry," I felt like that was the word that served my mouth, but from a standpoint, Seylan shouldn't say that word.

Royal human beings - especially Seylan and Sinl - are absolute beings in the kingdom.

Therefore, they cannot utter the word "acknowledge failure" of apology.

lest the Spirit or Spirit make mistakes.

Nor do they make mistakes that are seen in the same line.

Contrary to that, we admitted our mistakes, but at the end of the day, we are no longer in the same line as the Divine Spirit, the Spirit, because its authority is lost.

Second, ask Eurid.

"Lord Rain. What happened to the Kingsguards you were with?

"Yes, thanks to all the magical treatments we received right after that, all those who survived on that spot took their lives. Your return will depend on your future treatment."

"Really..."

Good. One of the things I was wondering about was how the Kingsguards were doing there.

All the living should have borne the deep hand as well, but you would have been fortunate if you had taken your life.

Eurid tells Ceylan as he breathes relief.

"Your Highness, it's time"

"Right. It's that time already... the rest go back to Wang Capital one foot away, but you should take your time to cure it. I'll tell the medical magicians to treat you with the utmost care."

"With care and gratitude"

With that said, Seylan laughs quietly.

"Damn... that sounds like it's time you ran out of gratitude."

"Ha. Words of thanks are going to overlap, and my back is just getting cold"

When caught in the light mouth of Seylan, Seylan turns around, changing his tone and attitude.

Is it the majesty of the king that bears behind it? With such prestige in place, I opened my mouth.

"Arcs. Thank you again"

"I know what you're saying, what a waste."

"You don't have to be modest. If it hadn't been for you, there wouldn't have been this victory."

"No, you're safe and above all."

"Hehe, right. Let's talk about it again."

That's what Ceylon said when he stood up.