86 Guest of reincarnation princess.

My persuasion ... or rather, the threat worked, and I was offered a large mansion near the port. The doctor lives out of town. About a dozen minutes later, the man who had called him was a grandfather who was over sixty years old. He wakes him up while he's sleeping, and his gray hair and clothes are stiff and terrible.

"This is bad ..."

While striking his stomach by sticking his hands through the gap in his clothes, he was a big doctor, but saw the appearance of Klaus and became serious.

Hearing his words, unpleasant sweat spreads through my spine.

After removing the bandage or cloth, the area around the wound is pale and black. The doctor tapped his mouth and muttered it as poison.

"Did you go along with the pirates who make the island a stronghold? He can survive well, being poisoned by him and others. What medicine did he use?"

"This is what I prepared."

Wolf raised his hand and the doctor was astonished.

"What about you? You didn't happen to have the medicine you bought from a merchant who paid a lot of money, did you make it from scratch?"

"... I have a lot of business and medicines. I just mixed them properly."

"Appropriately, big. That's amazing. It's God's work."

The doctor muttered with a voice that seemed to be mixed with half-hearted emotions. Wolf, on the other hand, didn't respond, but just carved a bitter laugh on his lips.

"I didn't think I could meet in such a remote town. It's a long life."

Miracle clan. The doctor said so.

It was a small voice that could only be heard by me next door and Mr. Wolf next door, but I don't think it was a mistake.

"I'm honored, but I don't have time to talk wastefully."

"Yes ... but what happened?"

The doctor groans while rubbing the stubble-grown jaw.

"I want to scrape away the part of the wound that is about to die. But if I lose more blood, it's life-threatening."

Look at the Claus, following the doctor's gaze.

The pale complexion of Claus, the consciousness never returns. No response when holding hands. Breathing was shallow and seemed to stop at any moment and was scary.

"It would be another way to cut off the affected area and stop the blood immediately. What is such a magical medicine?"

"I don't know, but I have to do it."

The doctor immediately sighed to Wolf, who responded immediately with a wrinkle in his eyebrows. I tell you in a bitter voice.

"Hey, you! Boil the water!"

The doctor skips the instructions to the people in the town who were watching the distant winding.

"Mary, you ..."

"Will help"

When you answered the bite, Wolf's eyes were rounded.

Perhaps it was meant to be waiting in a separate room. He stared in search of my will.

"Do you cut off the affected part?-Naturally, blood flows more than before. Do you know?"

I'm thrilled that I'm prepared.

I'm not good at blood. I hate hurting and scary. But it's even more scary to leave by Claus, wandering around the border of life and death.

I looked at Mr. Wolf and nodded firmly.

"Yes"

"... you're really a child"

Wolf turned his head and looked up to heaven, noting that he was amazed. Next, a sigh that exhales the entire contents of the lungs is exhaled.

Wolf, who turned to me again, looked down once and waved his hand.

"Okay, I'm gonna do it first.

When I reply, I return. He sewed between the people who had been busy and ran out.

Clean your face and hands with the water and towels you received, and change into borrowed clothes in a separate room. Wear a blue-gray dress and a white apron quickly. The hair was tied and tied so as not to get in the way.

On the way back to Klaus, he is stopped in the hallway.

Looking back, there was a sailor in charge of the kitchen, Mr. Yang. I was taught that a customer was coming and was puzzled.

I don't know Flamme. And being here is unexpected. I don't know except those who were on board.

Looking at me being alert, Yang tightened her expression.

"I didn't look like a bad guy ... I'll refuse you if you don't know her. Just in case, don't act alone. I'm in trouble if you're dangerous."

Speak with the elder's face and stroke my head.

But, at the next moment, Mr. Yang stiffened his face, as if he noticed something, and stepped back.

"I've done it ... I just treated it the same way as before.

"Please stop!"

Mr. Yang stops trying to kneel.

He stood up, but I was confused by his expression.

I didn't expect you to be treated the same way, but this is a bit painful.

Even though you understand that it is the result of your actions, sad things are sad. I don't know what to do with me who is silent with a subtle face, and Yan is silent.

I can't stand the awkward silence. I told him that I was in a hurry, but I left.

When we returned to the room where Klaus was, preparations were already over.

Klaus, lying prone, had his limbs fixed so that he would not be violated when consciousness returned. The mouth is biting something. Incense is the true identity of the thin rising smoke and the mysterious scent drifting indoors. It may have such effects as relaxation and pain relief.

Wolf, who covered his mouth with a cloth, said that he was slow, with his gaze down. I apologize while wrapping cloth in place of a mask.

Standing next to Wolf, I saw a doctor standing across the Claus. Pressure is applied to the radiance of the sword, and the heart makes an unpleasant sound.

The inside of the mouth dries and sweats. Even though I didn't do anything, I was nervous and almost collapsed.

"Let's get started"

The doctor proclaims with a heavy voice and puts a sword on Klaus's skin.

The blade sunk with a small sound of pulp. Blood bleeds and becomes a ball. It's painful just to look at it, but keep your eyes on it. He decided to attend.

Pain in the claws that bite into the squeezed palm keeps me conscious.

In the tight air, only the sound of manipulating tools sounds.

The hustle and bustle is approaching, as if breaking through such silence. The door opens with kicking momentum with a bang and a violent sound.

"Mary!"

"!?"

It was a well-dressed boy who jumped in with rolling momentum.

When the hood of the mantle falls, the platinum blonde wrapped around the section falls. Perhaps he was in a hurry, sweating on his forehead and bangs stuck. Violet eyes, framed by long eyelashes, move in search of someone to look for.

That neat face was something I knew well.

`` Georg-sama !? ''

Run up calling his name.

People who chased to eliminate sudden visitors also stopped looking after seeing my reaction.

"It was good .... it was safe."

"Why are you here?"

I ask Georg who breathes a breath of relief.

"The bird has carried the letter. Your ship is attacked by pirates and you have to rush to this port."

"……bird?"

When he turned the parrot, he nodded and added. It was a black bird.

Of course, I don't know. There are many things to ask, such as who sent the letter. But that's not the case right now.

"Mary, I'll do the impressive reunion later. You'll have to get that color man out."

"I'm sorry!"

Return in a hurry to Wolf's rebuke.

He asked him to listen later, but he pushed his back and tried to get out of the room, but on the contrary, his hand was stretched out.

Your arm is pulled, and embarrassment is better than anger. It's not like a gentleman like Georg.

"Georg?"

"Please wait for that treatment"

Georg's gaze was passing over me and into the back of Wolff.

Looking back over his shoulder, the doctor frowned with doubt. Wolf was expressionless, but his gaze was surprisingly cold. His face, with his facial expression stripped, is dressed like a doll, which highlights the extra coldness.

"Waiting for the death of human beings? What about you? God? Can we change the destiny of people?"

"That!"

Georg's face, which receives his gaze from directly in front, becomes stiff. But he did not look away.

"I'm not a god. I'm just a kid with no special abilities .... but he could change it."

"……he?"

I heard the door open again, putting it over Wolff's voice.

Entered is Bianca, a slim young man standing with her support. The thin, soft black hair is squeaky like a bird's nest, probably because he was wearing a hood. The sweat on the forehead appears on the forehead, and the complexion is very bad. He is breathing on his shoulders, painfully.

Your feet are wandering and dangerous. However, the young man separated his body from Bianca. Bianca laughs clumsyly at her worried looking up.

"It's okay here."

"But Mikhail ..."

"It's okay. Thank you, Unnie."

The young man who took off his coat ... Mikhail turned to me when she left it with Bianca.

Your eyes are close together and you're ready. Because I parted so badly, I don't know what to say.

Mikhail looked at me like that and felt annoyed.

"Princess"

Mikhail, leaning down and staring at me, lowers her eyes as she notices something. Looking back, there was a slight red spot on the apron. I guess I've been dirty. Though it is borrowed.

My right hand, lifted by a reverent movement, had a crescent-shaped wound, probably because I squeezed it with the force I had previously. Mikhail wrapped her hands gently in her hands, with slightly bleeding blood.

"I have kept it secret to you."

"e?"

"I'm a mage of the earth attribute. You know that."

When asked, nod.

"What magic can be used by mages who cannot use attack magic?"

His thin fingertips follow my palm.

. Tens of seconds of contact that can't be called touching. But there was a clear change in my palm.

In the middle of the palm, the three scars engraved along the brain line had disappeared beautifully and neatly.

Open your eyes and stare at your right hand.

When he raised his face as if he had been played, Mikhail smiled. It was a distorted smile, like a child just before weeping.

"I'm here to help your loved one .... I'm here for that."

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