Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"... you're pretty clean"

Lorraine said that satisfactorily when she saw the cleaned temple.

His face was coal-fired, dirty and medium-looking, but his expression was illuminated and bright by the sunset.

I know how that feels.

It took a lot of time, but if this was all beautifully done, it was worth the effort.

Mine is similar, but the robes on the mask prevented the stain, so it's not as dirty as I thought.

The mystery robes I got in that labyrinth seemed to perform too well to prevent not only flames and poisons, but even dust and dirt... are they scaling down?

Then Lorraine washes herself with magic.

Shortly afterwards, Lorraine stood there as usual.

Look at that. I...

"... it would have been easier to use the magic of washing."

and asks that he has no body or lid, but Lorraine,

"That won't help. You cleaned this shrine to show gratitude. In that case, any sect polishes with its own hands. Besides, cleaning magic is a pretty messy technique. Not very suitable for taking dirt from scratches"

I'll give it back.

Occasionally, when cleaning magic was applied to the woodcuts rolling around the area, the dark areas remained intact, just to the extent that they were washed with water.

When applied to a creature, the dirt on the surface layer removes dust, blood, ink, etc., but is it similar to not disappearing stains?

You can't even take a scab...

The ink can also be taken before it is completely dry, but if it dries to some extent, it cannot be taken.

The world of witchcraft seems convenient and inconvenient.

I could still use the dirt on the surface layer, but the main reason I didn't use it was because, as Lorraine said, I thought I should use my own hands to clean it in order to show my appreciation.

Even Eastern Catholicism cleans the altar at the end of the season with the hands of the faithful.

It also means that not a single magician is a believer, and the magic of cleansing is a life magic that I can use.

It's easier and quicker to use magic if you think about efficiency.

I don't do that because the basic idea is still to do it with ease and magic, not with hard work and with my own hands, in order to give thanks.

"And that was worth the hard work. I misjudged you."

And I say, looking at the temple.

All the dirt that was creeping had been cleansed, and all the wrapped and sprinkled seeds had been cut off.

In the future, if it was the same while I couldn't come again, I would repair it and clean it, unfortunately, so I would remove the weeds growing around me.

However, there were quite a few small seedlings, but I decided to leave them alone.

Because it kind of seemed to grow to avoid the shrine.

I'm not sure what kind of things are worshipped, but being a botanical god definitely didn't seem to be a good idea to prune the plants too much, due to the nature of my holy temper.

That said, I'm sorry to have to remove anything that would cover the shrine itself with boulders for human convenience.

"Try this, you're doing a good job. Lent, you're really clever."

That's what Lorraine once again said when the whole picture of the temple was revealed.

Sure, if you say so, you seem complacent, but I'd say it's clearly better than the hobby carpentry job that an old man does around there.

...... of course. For once, I'm training under my position. That would suck if you were losing.

"Thanks to all I've learned in the village... Well, pray"

I've done a lot of things, but the purpose for which I was originally here is, first of all, that.

To continue to give me protection until now, to give thanks to the roots of the power that have connected my life.

So much so that you may find out a little later if you ask the ancients of the village a lot or find out if there are any books left.

When I kneel before the shrine and join hands, Lorraine does the same.

I don't need her to do that, but do you mean the air of the place?

We cleaned together, so she may also be a believer in this temple.

A divine spirit of two believers......

I wonder.

Thinking about that,

- Excuse me.

And I thought I heard voices from somewhere.

…… Lorraine. Did you say anything?

Asking Lorraine that in wonder, Lorraine looked up and tilted her neck,

"... no, I didn't say anything in particular..."

and returns.

Is it your fault?

That's what I think, and once again, I offer my prayers.

So far, thank you so much for continuing to empower me.

I have little faith, but for some reason you have not abandoned me.

Without this power, I wouldn't be here right now.

If it's going to happen, I hope you'll be able to protect me in the future...

That's the way it is.

Then I thought in a corner of my mind, I'd like to know what kind of divine spirit I worship in this temple if I could, how would I know, but I immediately decided that I could pull in wondering if that demand was disrespectful to the divine spirit.

Even if you give up a hundred steps and ask for it, it will be after a thorough investigation in the village.

Well, it's largely whimsical to say divine spirits.

It won't even tell me because I asked for it.

The fact that you gave me protection in the first place is a whim in itself...

- Whimsical... I think it's a divine spiritual act to give shelter to those who repaired the temple...

A frightened voice echoed in my ear.

... Hey, that's definitely not my fault.

but even if you look around, it's just me and Lorraine here.

What the hell...

"... Lent. That sounded like me, too. Is there anybody around here?

That's what Lorraine's been asking, so I shake my head.

"You've also seen Lorraine have only abandoned houses around. Sometimes it's enough for a child to go into exploration. If it were a little more malt, bandits and all that stuff would be using it as a safe house, but whoever would do that in Hathhaler wouldn't be in a boulder."

It's too rural.

Besides, the Hathaler people are sharp at the signs.

If there was such a guy, I would find him as soon as possible.

"Then who the hell..."

And Lorraine said, I'm surprised to see Lorraine's abdomen.

I tell Lorraine.

"... Hey, Lorraine"

"What?

"... what the hell is going on in that belly..."