"Ugh, um..."
When I woke up, Meer was sleeping on a clean bed.
"Oh, this is the treatment room..."
St. Noel's School, a place where noble children from neighboring countries gather, has an excellent health care system. In the first place, it was the irreplaceable Central Orthodox Church that extended health care to the countries of the continent in the form of treatment centres. Its home, the Duchy of St. Verga, has long amassed knowledge of medicine.
Thanks to such state-of-the-art medical care, Meer wakes up feeling refreshed.
"Hmm... that's St. Noel's School. Wonderful treatment."
... Well, Meer just lost her mind in the shock of seeing blood in the first place, and Abel took it firmly when she was about to fall, without any injuries... So I haven't been treated in particular......
"Oh, have you noticed, Meer Student Chairman"
And, you noticed how Meer was, one girl walked over. Seeing that face, Meer raises her voice a little surprised.
"Hmm? Oh, are you... uh, Mr. Tatiana...? Why are you in a place like this?
To Meer leaning her neck, Tatiana smiled a little troubled,
"Uh, I'm giving you a tour of the treatment center...... Actually, my father was a doctor, so he was interested in the equipment..."
"Well, your father was a doctor... I see... Oh, and yes! Better yet, Belle..."
If you rush around and look around,
"Oh, Aunt Meer... sister, are you awake?
I saw Bell walking in. Apparently, there were also Anne and Strina in the next room, and they follow me from after Bell.
"Uh, Meer, my sister, I also had Tatiana wrap a bandage around me. He was very good."
That being said, Bell proudly pointed to his own knee. The young knee boy was carefully bandaged.
"Is that okay?
"Haha, I just rubbed it off a bit. You're already worried, sister Meer."
Belle laughing, etc... but if I were to use a bandage that way, I would have thought that would be a pretty good injury Meer.
"There was blood, but there was no abnormality in the bone, and the wound wasn't that deep,"
As I will add, Tatiana explains. In that tone, there was no usual appearance of tardiness…, but rather grandeur, full of confidence.
"Hmm, that's your doctor's child, isn't it? Did your father teach you everything?
To Meer leaning his neck, Tatiana shut up for a moment before......,
"My father died when I was five. So I've hardly ever been taught. This knowledge was learned and acquired by me."
"Well, I did... That's good work..."
To Meer, who nodded, Tatiana said, in the way she had decided to.
"Meer Student Chairman, I'd like to ask you something"
And so she spoke.
yourself and your relationship with Sharoke Cornrogue......
"I came to St. Noel, wanting to be involved in the way of doctors, like my father. But my house, poor and..., it really was supposed to be an unfulfilled dream"
Tatiana puts her hand on her chest and continues.
"But Shalok's system of scholarships allows me to study... I was able to get a recommendation for St. Noel."
"Well, you are!
Meer was a little surprised.
- That's surprising. More like that golden deceased...... I can't believe you showed compassion... Yeah, but you know, you do charity to maintain your reputation... that's what you said. That's not common and......
Even thinking back, as if, having read her mind, Tatiana shook her head.
"Shalok, you hate me. So you all say something bad about you, Sharoke. Anyway, that's what I did to improve my reputation."
Zubari, being told what he was thinking, Meer snorts, Hmm.
"But I made the scholarship when he was younger and still running out as a merchant."
"Oh, well, then, you made a pretty big deal out of it."
"Yes, he wants to repay me with the money he earns because he's making me do good business. That's what you said...... And there are a lot of people saved, like me. Some of the graduates are looking for merchants with respect for Mr. Sharoke."
- I see, this is..., I heard good things. Ugh......
Listening to Tatiana, Meer chuckled, nimmari in her heart.
What I just heard is..., from Shalok, it's an embarrassing past.
That's like seeing a strong pirate talking to his beloved cat in baby language, if you will.
This is embarrassing!
I'm sure from current Sharoke values, you're young. I guess it's a past I don't even want to recall. I can't believe I'm setting up a scholarship system for the children of a poor house that has nothing to do with me. Besides, I can't believe I cut my money and do it even though I can never say I'm wealthy myself......
Take this as compassion, kindness and..., not sentimentality, what shall I say!
- That man, sentimental weakness on me, he said a lot, but even you, on your younger days, are too young to tease!
He is an ordinary man, who lived for gold from birth, died for gold, and had such a cold, superhuman attitude, but with proper sweetness and emotion.
Meer nodded contentedly that she was able to hold that weakness.
- That man, he seemed to give up badly, and I'm sure he's decided to come back. Then I'll stick to this weakness then... Ugh... You're a good man, aren't you? Ugh, heh.
Bad girl Meer laughs high in her chest.
And to Meer like that, Tatiana said.
"Dear Meer, please. Please, Sharoke, don't do anything too bad."
Meer's sense of smell reacts sharply to her sincere request.
- A scholarship might be a little dangerous.
If you say so, Shalok is letting the poor, but capable, throw their personal possessions to wisdom.
And knowledge is a weapon. In a situation where those with sharp weapons are grateful to Sharok, and in that situation, to speak ill of him is an act that could create dangerous enemies…, Meer perceived late.
Especially a girl named Tatiana in front of me says she wants to go the doctor's way. However, as you can see from the example of Strina, medicines are also poisonous, depending on how you use them. If you turn such a person against the enemy......
Behind Meer's brain, a statement is revived that she will be poisoned.
- I thought it was Mr. Leena's fault, but I think it's enough that someone else did it.
Come here, Meer, I finally understand. own chronic mind......
- I was completely alarmed. I must keep my mind at all times.
It is Meer who unexpectedly remembers what happened before last summer.
I was just skipping exercise, my body was just a little lost. FNY made it difficult for me to wear my swimsuit...
... this is the same as it was then.
- I have an FNY... heart. My heart was sober... my heart!
So Meer goes into orbital modification after much reflection...
"Hmm, it's up to Mr. Sharoke about that..."
First of all…, I appeal to them that the responsibility lies only with them.
It wasn't a lie. As for Meer in the first place, I don't want to set things up with Sharoke. Well, a little prank sprouts that it might be interesting if I did a neti on the stuff I grabbed this time, but Meer doesn't stick to it.
This is an important time before the Great Famine. If you keep me company, I can't afford it.
But at the same time, I didn't think that man would pull it off so easily, either.
The protest will continue in the form of support for Folklore if Sharoke tells the Folklore Chamber of Commerce to continue to intervene.
- I don't think it's much of a good idea to keep dawdling. Or, if you break your heart somehow, it might work out... Oh, yeah!
And so Meer, I see Tatiana's face and I flash.
"Hmm, right. Or, if you cooperate, we may avoid useless disputes."
"Huh...? Mine, is it?
"Yeah, that's right."
Nodding, Meer grins badly at her own thoughts.
- If you take this one with you when you get blurred, it will be effective! Now, who saved you from your scholarship is my friend? Gentle gentle Mr. Corn Rogue, and so on... Ugh, you just have to laugh off and spiritually hunt him down.
There is now a scholarship system created by Shalok with the weakness of sentiment, a practical example of using that system to go to St. Noel. I don't have a hand in not using this.
Moreover, it was also a handful that sought to spread responsibility to Tatiana.
If the fighting with Sharokh increases in intensity, don't let Meer get resented. It's your responsibility, too. It is a ploy to be able to say so.
- Heh heh, if you get this situation all right, you'll realize that even for Mr. Sharoke, it's better to get the spear in place earlier than you get any more humiliation, but the final wound will have to be shallow.
Damage spreads in battle when battle power differences are antagonistic.
From the beginning, if there is a difference in overwhelming power, it is also possible to withdraw troops without ever crossing swords, depending on the negotiations. He seems to be the princess of the Great Empire, and he sets up a tactical system called the dedication of great forces in the early days of the war.
Meer's tactical eyes cross.
- But even hunger keeps you busy, and it's a good idea not to prolong it and smash it all at once! Well, it may not come out any more, but I've never been over there to keep it ready.
Thus, the prepared trump card of Meer…, the opportunity to ask Tatiana to cooperate, came as soon as she thought.
Ragna, the princess of Perugia, gave us an emergency report.