"Arcia......"
Rather than about to cry, the voice that is making me cry echoes in the cabin of the Tubassa.
The Albino girl returned to Yut's cabin in "Teleportation" while hugging the Archbishop (Patriarch), wearing a crimson eyelid.
"Yona......?
If I cut it off, I might have reassured her that she had an age-appropriate part too. I brought him here in Psychokinesis, without his presence - though.
"Yut!?"
"And let's just put him to sleep"
"Ah, oh. Right."
Close your eyelids tightly, Yuut sleeping like you're dead.
First to relieve yourself of having a breath, then the three of you who rush to put your fiancé to bed.
What happened and got into this state? Details are unknown, but the cause is known. That's why I didn't have to go into a futile panic. Fortunately in the midst of misfortune - I wouldn't say.
"I don't think you're hurt..."
Hurry Arcia examines and exhales relieved to make sure there is no trauma. But Valtrude doesn't relieve the tension. It is rugged - and still beautiful - to point out the fact that, with his expression, he does not notice Alcia.
"The robe is turning black..."
"Really? What the hell?"
"Oh, my God, it's settled."
Acorn distorted her face when she was angry with herself for believing. When she does so with a flashy face, she is so compelling that she seems to inadvertently lag behind.
"It's decided that she did it."
"... yeah"
Albino girl who quietly affirms, just saying it's her fault. Acorn and Valtrude hold her like that and comfort her.
This is the victim. It is the perpetrators (Verga) who are to be blamed, not Jonah or Yut.
"But I didn't expect this robe to discolor..."
"What do you mean?
"White is a good sorcerer (wizard). Black is a bad sorcerer."
Larsia comes into the cabin, waiting in the steering room after hearing the noise and replacing Yona with a watch. The usual floating atmosphere remained intact, but my eyes weren't laughing.
No, he's not the only one with a different vibe. Everyone was angry at their own detours.
"Oh, my God, Verga's eating you a drink."
"Here's what I believe."
With a bitter voice, acorns also synchronize. I'm angry at my shallowness, which I was thinking lightly, that I wouldn't get this far.
That's the same for Valtrude and Alcia. But if the other person is that Verga, you have to pay back the debt, and sometimes it starts by believing. Its sweetness. That was also the revelation of goodness......
"My fault."
I punch my head against the wall and spin words like I spit blood. A dull sound dominated the cabin. Rarely does Valtrude show, Acorn shudders, and Jonah and Larsia stretch their spines unexpectedly.
"Um, Mr. Valtrude? There's a crack in the wall?
"Val pisses me off too, no"
"One word..."
Unlike the three men at the waist, Arcia was calm.
When you feel your childhood friend calm down, heal the wound by putting your hand on your forehead and using Minimal Cure.
"Don't add any hassle"
"... sorry"
"Let Yut fix the wall."
"Oh. And for that, hang in the name of" ever-winning ”Helenonia, and now it's time for me to settle......"
His whole body trembles in anger, making such a cool noise that the magical silver (miserable) armor he wore just in case was out of place.
Grasping his hands so white that he covered his lips, the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) vowed to make God and himself pay the price.
"Alcia. So far, Yut has nothing else to say to his life, does he?
"Yeah, I think I'm just asleep... but I really need a little more confirmation of what's going on."
"Larsia's right, if the color changes with the human good and evil that Robe is wearing, I feel like he's mentally contaminated. You know, brainwashing in dreams."
Acorn's allegations were targeted, but unfortunately, one thing doesn't make sense to the Valtrudes right now. But as if he somehow understood what was, flat but convinced, Jonah begins to talk about what Verga did to Yut.
"After being unable to use the spell with a prince with many eyes (Oculus regulus), that woman kissed him while saying" Hypnos "... I've never kissed you before..."
"I see. Secret tracks..."
Asking for more details about the situation, Arcia thinks through her thin fingers with her jaw.
The power of reality alteration that is subtly different from both the theoretical and theological spells. But there's no big difference in how we deal with it. The question is, does it work? In other words, it compares power with Verga.
Opaque, but I can't even try that without him.
"Thanks to Jonah for securing Yut."
"Well, that's a trick."
Valtrude praises from the front and Acorn comforts Jonah by hugging her to wrap her whole body from behind. You can't let an Albino girl carry a guilty consciousness any more.
While appreciating that consideration, Alcia synchronizes consciousness to Truss-Sink, goddess of death and sorcery who sits in heaven. He touches more powerful will than the Avatar, and uses himself as a conduit.
"O merciful man, who knows the abyss of sorcery, give me the power to gloat evil."
The same pure spirituality (aura) that surrounds the Immortal Monster (undead) raises her curse to the bottom.
"Blake Curse"
And one end of the miracle came into existence, and the purple light enveloped Yut, who sleeps unconsciously in bed.
But at that moment, a number of black spheres appeared from Yut's body. The magic that was supposed to destroy the bad effects can be absorbed into one of them and bounced heavily.
"Alcia!"
"No problem."
He was a decent Alcia who received the light that popped out of the bursting sphere, but he could even afford to mock the worried Valtrude. For the flashy look, in fact, it hasn't been adversely affected in any way.
"Ah. Is it The Antidemonic Star (Spell Reflects)?
"Probably."
I would have been able to finalise it with Yut, but with him, I wouldn't even face such difficulties. To the ironic situation, even Larsia couldn't tell one joke.
"Suppose it was that Antidemonic Star, what would happen?
"Simply put, the spell will be reflected"
"That's too easy..."
"If I attacked you, was it dangerous?
"You can't possibly"
As Larsia can see from what she has noticed, The Antidemonic Star is one of the spells of science. Plus, of the ninth staircase.
"From what I've heard, it sounds like a very useful spell, but I've never seen Yut use it."
"'Cause whatever it is, you're gonna bounce it back."
"Reflection to my healing spell… can also be a life-threatening"
Also, the effects were awesome but too limited and user-friendly spells, such as the inability to reflect spells that use space as an effect range rather than an individual.
"But it's super usable for Verga right now."
"If you were Yut, you'd praise the right spell."
No one can return a word to such Larsia's point, and the book of silence descends.
Get a trust and find out what to do, keep using the spell until the effects of Antidemonic Star expire. We can still do it, but right now, the art of saving him doesn't exist.
Naturally, everyone understood that.
"Well, here we go."
But you can't stop here. Looks like a leader, Valtrude enters a summary of his intentions.
"We need to discuss Verga more than this."
"No, let's go home"
Such an unexpected opinion for the Cathedral Knight (Paladin) was given by the Grassland Race (Magner) Bandit (Rogue).
"Are you going to abandon Yut? And the soldiers of the Verga Empire are about to land in Folio-Farina."
"Val is the one who's willing to leave Acorn and Mana on the battlefield?
"Yut said he was responsible for Verga. It is also in our service to fulfil that promise"
Both have a point, and both are true.
In the middle of a narrow cabin, the two disagree.
"I don't care about me..."
"You've decided to."
Larsia cut and threw away Acorn's opinion, which modestly agrees with Valtrude.
"If the city of Folio-Farina is ravaged, then I think Yut feels so responsible. But acorns and mana...... and Petra can also be included. If they get hurt, I'm sorry."
So I insist on going back to the safe rear - the Marquis of Istas - including Yut's own body.
"Worst case scenario, I said I threw this ship away."
"Larsia, that's too extreme. We shouldn't pull here."
Step forward and pack the distance from the species of meadows who state the truth but the polarity. Pressured by its beauty and the harsh will it held within, it would have followed. Normally.
"Is there any prospect of winning without Yut?
I don't know.
Her, honest confession that she doesn't even think about, like, throwing up lies.
"If we all join forces, we can't even say we can do something about it"
"Then..."
"But when we get back here, I, we lose our credentials to be with Yut. That's what I think."
"... humans are too troublesome"
That being said, there was no argument or anything.
In the first place, Valtrude would never have stood on the arrow side of the argument if it had always been the case. Yut adjusts and she decides. The cycle was falling apart.
"You won't have to rush to a conclusion."
Therefore, the end point changes from time to time.
"... right. In the meantime, I'm going to the magic school to collect my mana."
"Then I'll go with you"
"Yeah. Please"
From the circumstances of the means of travel - flying with superpowers (Psyonic Power) and also using Teleportation - Yona raises her name. Bringing him home doesn't do anything about not having him in person first.
"Okay."
Valtrude agreed to that.
"Then we're reconnaissance. If you don't know the enemy's power, you can't move."
I don't know if the Hellenonian god had foreseen that much, but this Tubasa would also penetrate the land and allow us to act quickly. To the extent of reconnaissance, it can be done without difficulty.
"Then I will use Messages in the Scroll to inform Exile and the King's Capital of the situation."
"Oh, I'll move the ship!
The division of roles is decided one after another.
Everyone felt that it was clear what needed to be done and that the mood that was sinking would turn upwards.
But the Valtrudes haven't noticed yet.
That Larsia, a scout, can't be removed if it's really just for reconnaissance purposes. And if you're dealing with the prince of your eyes, that's impossible, such as acting differently on Jonah who can use her psychic powers.
I don't have a yut.
Just that. That's all, the gear was starting to go crazy.