Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

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remodeling the cave as a makeshift, but the two of us still had their limits.

It was finally possible to combine the wood that had been collected to create an entrance and exit to the extent that it would lift the wind. As a result, it was also quite dirty during the noble ruling (Tempram) - although it could not afford the time.

In the trunk, a few days' change of clothes and other essentials are the majority. When the sun fell, he returned to the makeshift and early Loki uttered words to Tsukimotsu.

Not that deep in the cave. It's big enough instead. Loki opens his bag first and takes out the emergency kit from inside with Goso.

Not as big a package as Ars, so that should limit storage a lot, but Ars can't get his head up on Loki in case he was ready.

The prepared firewood is magically lit, and the interior of the cave is illuminated. Two small swinging rocks were placed in place of a chair in the center, and Loki pointed over it.

"Please take off your jacket. You can just stop the bleeding."

"... Oh, thank you"

Reply to the feeling of barometric pressure and getting naked in the upper body. In the meantime, try not to be aware of the nailed gaze, but right after you sit on the rock.

"You're constantly wounded..."

"Ah......"

The feeling of potpourring and lack of water overflows, and a small hand touches my back.

The sound of leaf rubbing in the periphery along with the cold air sounded good as sawa sawa because it blocked the inlet with simple making.

Loki accepts reality in a dark (you) way. Fat-free, tight body, clean back but with few healing marks if you gaze.

There was a new scratch covering it.

The wounds on the forehead and cheeks made in the fight against the noir have already stopped the blood.

"Did you even bring that, or did you have it"

"Yes, I prepared it in advance, but I'm glad it helped. I can't even treat you properly here."

Inside the emergency kit are threads for females and sutures. In the outside world, a cure magician carries the least amount of medical equipment in case he gets hit.

It's still hard to be as knowledgeable as you can be yourself.

Loki took it out is not a tool for direct sewing. That's really just in case. This time there are no deeper scratches than sewing.

Above all, it's a piece of paper rounded up like a scroll Loki took in his hand that Ars even said something like that.

Palm-sized piece of paper. A geometric magic formula was depicted on both sides of it.

It is a simple healing magic that Ars was using after his surgery as a healing magician, Nexoris, who was conquered with the Virgin, following the battle in Balmes.

It would be difficult to even get that size. Only a healing magician can use it in the first place. Loki can also be used if a delicate amount of skill is required, but about a simplified piece of paper.

A piece of paper was pressed against the affected area and his hands were held together from the top. Later we pass the magic, but instead of the magic formula replacing the pivotal part here, we must infuse the magic without diffusion.

Gradually a part of my back warms up.

For simplified and cheaper handling, the effect is small. Still, it is treasured because of the hassle and pain of sewing itself, but in addition to being disposable for once, it also had the disadvantage that the magic formula is easily damaged. Even though it has been simplified, few people can still use it.

Access is also restricted, so much so that there is a limit on the number of pieces purchased. Purchasing in the military is the main route, but it is consequently cheaper to take a healing magician.

A special ink is used in the magic formula, and after use it is absorbed into a piece of paper. Blackened pieces of paper were added to the fire.

Loki lifts Ars' left arm silently. The wounds that Ars had suffered earlier from carelessness were still bringing up blood there. Not deep, but painful to say shallow.

Loki, who saw the affected area, asked insignificantly. But his face was worried, and he looked far away.

"Al... what's wrong, it doesn't seem to make such a scratch. Weren't you talking about them?

For Loki, who has observed Ars' complexion in detail up to today, Ars' response felt far from distress in the true sense of the word. I wonder if it is an indirect factor in Ningro.

It must be about him. I guess my expectations for the two of us were growing. I can tell you that this time I knocked Tesfir down into the abyss of fear.

Looking sideways at Ars like that, Loki devoted herself to healing.

With his eyes closed to feel, Ars is also trying to spin the words gently in his heartbeat.

It was unintentional and inevitable. It should have been better for them to just look at the side of the magician. A sight that is not necessarily necessary.

Necessary evil is in the end only convenient for the parties. I can't tell others to understand that.

I guess that's why Ars didn't want to show it. If you stay in the army, no one can blame you for this. But the college was too worldly. Too marginal.

There was no place for me from the beginning.

The serene life I bathed makes me realize that my heart is cold. I had the remorse while I knew it, and I was realized that it was never compatible with me.

It is also because Ars, who has always prioritized immaterial thoughts, such as weakness and other unfriendly things, thus has feelings similar to regret and giving up... he has seen the frightening face of Tesfir.

Ars gives up and spits out his potpourri and words at Loki's question as if he is being seen through his mind like that.

"Fia and Alice are going to be fine. Those idiots are, uh, delicate to see, but if you sleep overnight, don't you forget?

"If you say that, the novel will fly again."

"I just want it. I'll pay you back. But it's not something we can get over quickly, it's something we can accept."

"Yes, but it was quite a shock."

"... Huh, right"

"But I think the two of us would be fine. Unexpectedly, some of them are cash."

Ars finds out what Loki is talking about. That's why I'm stuck in words. The message I asked for originally told Loki in advance. Of course it's about the contents.

Als felt lighter that it would be a lot easier to just have this uppermost conversation.

But Loki must be aware. That Ars himself hasn't told you anything about the problems he has - after all, he's just sending the problems ahead, keeping them away.

Are you matching me, the kind of responsibility I have to expose my chest somewhere, I guess I'm waiting. Ars felt the need to respond to that concern.

"I'm sorry."

"... no"

Apologize for honestly deviating from the essence.

Innumerable wounds had also finished healing half. Not exactly, the hemostasis completely blocked the wound. It will be necessary to wash the fine scratches after this to the extent of disinfection.

At the end of the arm treatment from the back, Loki stands on her knees as she moves straight to the front.

Awkwardness, was there more embarrassment in disclosing toward the face than the face, Ars meditated his eyes.

"I was reminded of myself..."

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"You've been influenced by someone, I can't believe I thought this. I knew there was nowhere else I could be. I knew it from the beginning..."

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"Being involved leads to getting involved, and there's no point in showing off the world I don't know to different...... I had fun with it."

Loki couldn't look directly at Ars meditating on his eyes.

Als, who already speaks the words of giving up, makes him feel sorry. This is the first time I've seen a weak Ars.

But that's all I ever wanted you to say. I couldn't avoid regretting that it was something I had no choice about.

Because that's just what the world has done.

Ars himself, realizing. I knew how sorry I was to say these words even though I knew it, but I couldn't stop my broken heart.

As soon as he got ridiculous, Ars scratches his back of his head with a thin open eye.

"I said boring things. I'm fine now, thank you."

The hand placed on Loki's head feels powerless, unlike usual.

"Ah..."

I can't even try to spin a word without being a voice, and I can't choose a word. I don't know what to say, I have to say something, but I can't find a word to pay for the loneliness that precipitates heavily in Ars' chest.

"I sweated today, there was a creek, would you like to make one in the bath?"

What an unnatural thing to say. I couldn't stop Ars from laughing empty-handedly.

Water bathing will not be able to be a boulder even in streams, as the early winters of the outside world will cool down.

First of all, there is no normal room for bathing in the outside world. Still, I thought Loki was a pretext for wanting to be alone in what Ars meant to make.

He craved time to settle down, even if it was actually possible.

Als, who turns his back alone, walks outside with a towel and a change of clothes.

(Also... I...)

It was Loki who felt sorry for me. If we leave him here alone, nothing will change. What I proclaim in front of the Tesphere makes me lie.

The fact that Ars opened his chest to Loki is a huge step forward. But that didn't solve the problem he had.

Maybe there's no need to dissolve it. Maybe Ars finds his own answer. Still, Loki asked for what she meant to be there.

I don't think it's a good idea to just stay by your side. I'm not sure I can prepare an answer that will convince Ars.

Still, I want you to hear a word in the words Loki led herself.

Stand up to be inspired by what I'm going to let one of you do.

Maybe it won't help, but that's okay. Exchanging words could change something.

I guess the time has come for Loki to take that first step.

(I don't like being able to do anything anymore)

Chew and accept Ars' words firmly. What she thinks on top of that.

Selfish or whatever. I want to tell you with all my heart.

Loki, who exhaled louder, pinched her cheeks vigorously with both hands. The sound of a pattin echoed indoors and tore the silence apart.