Hagure Seirei Ino Shinsatsu Kiroku~ Seijo Kishi-dan to Iyashi no Kamiwaza ~

I came to the prisoner in the dungeon with His Highness Astina and Mr. Presha. Does that mean that the accompanying Leslie has been considerably diminishing the signs from earlier - not to make claims except when necessary?

"Yesterday's battle did not allow us to capture Zirconia soldiers. I had received reports from Diete that I had captured enemy soldiers last night, but I had lost sight of them...... Glass, thanks for the suggestion"

"I... no, I was strongly impressed because I let the prisoner take care of me. Because of the wound, I was expecting to regain consciousness today."

"It's a boulder. But I know you're showing me respect, but you can stay 'me'. If it's more natural to you."

His Royal Highness says so, but wonders if I can sweeten it to your words. It's just that I haven't been polite to someone in such a precious capacity - it's also how generous His Highness is to allow it.

Her Royal Highness said she had lost sight of the prisoner's presence, but she has performed various duties as a commander, and she has lost her mind yesterday after going into battle. If you can still put everything into perfect calculation and move, it will mean that you are truly transcendent human beings.

Looking at its strength, its magic power, its military, I think it's human away, too. But it doesn't mean I'm forced to be perfect - I hope I can allow His Highness time to relax if it's possible, because constant care comes under sickness. But that's also the story since we survived our immediate predicament.

I take out the flower bulbs and put them on the floor. A silent, leaning Zirconia soldier raised his face, but the color of his interest is faint - everyone has no idea what's about to happen.

"'Glossy flowers blooming in the garden of demonic flowers... show yourselves in this world once and for all and show your power'"

In response to the chant, the bulbs suck up the magic around them and root.

"Eh... this is... glass, I feel something pouring out of me..."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness... the magic that has yet to overflow from Your Highness's body has not been completely stopped. Your Majesty's magic has also been divided, and the Spirit of Flowers, Arlaune, has been summoned and is about to appear."

The stem extends from the bulb roots, putting on a large bud while you look at it. When that bud opened, the girl with the flowers on her head that was inside looked at this one and smiled.

"Summoner, please call..."

Trying to say hello, I see His Highness as Arlaune realizes something.

"... Mother... I smell Mother. This way......"

"... do I look like your mother?

"Shh, excuse me, Your Highness. Arlaune, Your Highness is royal and human."

"Oh, I'm sorry...... but I just look a little like your mother. Magic is a different wavelength than the others."

I feel that, too, but when it comes to Arlaune's mother, it means plant spirits.

I've never heard of humans with magic close to the Spirit - no, it's possible, but it's not easy to apply it there.

The Son of Man, who dwells the Spirit, may inherit the nature of the Spirit. But it is so rare that not a single student of the School of Magic is treated as a legend.

(But His Highness has that possibility. If she had inherited the blood of a witch......)

"So, Summoner. Can I ask this guy to listen to me?

"Huh... what... I don't talk... absolutely nothing..."

Strong willingness to resist - I'm just sorry if I talk, I guess because I know that. But if you're a non-resistant person, you'll never be able to resist the hypnosis of Arlaune.

The flowers of Arlaune's head shine, and the glowing particles around - the pollen dances. Only when the designated subject inhales does the ingredient acting on the central nerve change obediently, no matter how stubborn the opponent is.

The light fades from the prisoner's eyes - he saw it, and His Highness kept an eye on it, too. Mr. Presha sees it once, but still can't get the word out with amazement.

"Maintaining hypnosis for too long can affect the prisoner's ego. long enough, but in the meantime, ask for information."

"Okay. So… let me know about your affiliation and your name"

"... under General Alejandro... the Third Zirconia Regiment... the covert engineer unit..."

One man at a time, talking about his own qualities. Leslie took on the role of writing it down and recording it.

And the man revealed that Zirconia was building two bases on the other side of the canal, east and west, and that he was training from there to quickly transport military vessels to the canal.

"How could you do that without seeing it from here?"

"... magician... noin... General Alejandro has brought..."

"Huh...!!

Noyne - When I heard the name, me and Leslie had to be surprised.

At our age, a student was raised to court magician as soon as he finished his spirit selection ritual. Speaking of Noine as a water magician, I had to recall the person.