114 The delight of the next patriarch.

Despite the large number of people, the place calmed down as if hitting the water.

But, the enthusiasm is not extinguished. On the contrary, it is even increasing. Everyone is silently waiting for her words, pouring their gaze.

How much is my father—although the patriarch instigated, our clan is not simple enough to be so easily believed. Perhaps everyone also wanted to believe. He wanted a goddess to change his destiny.

A large group of adults are ready to cling to a young girl. It was a spectacle that could only be expressed as strange.

Mary is about to be burdened, despite no guilt or responsibility.

But I wasn't qualified to feel angry. I took him to the village and suggested that he be the master of the clan. I have both responsibility and guilt.

I was now fighting the urge to run and grab Mary. From the bottom of my heart, I want to keep her away from everything that bothers her.

"Wolf"

"... What? Lily"

I return to me when Lily stands next to her.

The palm, which seemed to have been squeezed out of nowhere, was bitten by my nails and my blood had spread. She turned her gaze to Lily, pretending to be calm, but she did not look at me. A single-minded gaze is directed at Mary.

"I was not good at first."

"Is that so……?"

"Yes. But I thought she was so cute and beautiful, she lived in a different world from her. She would have anything, and she wouldn't know any worries or suffering."

Mary's appearance is indeed the fairy tale princess the girls envision. I want to dream that I have lived without being dirty. But she was not a jewel in a treasure chest, or a flower or butterfly in a greenhouse.

"But Marie walked to us trying to keep a distance. We worked together and did the housework. Even if your clean hands and hair got dirty with mud, you didn't care at all. He was laughing. "

Unusual for a lily with little ups and downs of emotion, the mouth is slightly flaky.

"I think it would be nice if that person could become our Lord. I will surely protect ourselves as well as our pride. But if we make such a face, we don't have to "

"Lily……"

"Everyone was there as if we were all around, and I didn't even notice that Mary was about to cry.

Lilly muttered with her own crying face.

I arrive at Marie following her eyes. Marie, slightly down, has a terrible complexion. She faded and was about to fall.

enough. Because it ’s good. Our future is heavy, you don't have to carry it.

Yes, I tried to shout.

But just before that, Mary's expression changes. As usual, her complexion was bad, but her eyes turned forward and her determined eyes were bleeding through her determination.

"... I have something to tell you."

After a deep breath, Marie gradually cut out. The voice shook a little, but the enthusiastic villagers didn't notice. Only me and Lily, who could only watch from a distance, knew it.

"It's an important story, but there's something you want to see before that."

Speaking of that, Marie put her hands forward. Both hands are holding something small. On the palm that opened slowly was a small stone. One is deep red and one is light blue. Both shine like jewels.

Last night, Marie called it a "magic stone."

A magic stone is a rare stone made by a mage by pouring magic, and it seems that you can use magic only once. However, there is a disadvantage that it can only be handled by mages.

In that regard, Marie's stone seems to be usable by ordinary people. But it's just a fake. Unlike real “magic”, it is a fake that has neither temperature nor mass. The effect was only dizzying, so it was said that the person who gave me was not mistaking it.

Marie was going to play the goddess using the stone. Is it okay to show it?

"A beautiful stone, what is this?"

Marie smiles at the questioning man.

And he hit the two stones he held firmly.

The stone that looked hard shatters with a loud sound.

The outline of the scattered pieces is distorted in front of people who are amazed. The melted mixture mixed with air and ignited shortly before disappearing. Small flames eventually become one, and a large crimson flame envelops Marie's thin body.

`` Hit !? ''

Even I understand it's a sham, it's a breathtaking sight. From the villagers who were not informed, a scream screamed.

However, the large burning flame freezes at the next moment.

The shape of the swaying flame is preserved as it is, covered with ice and ice.

From Marie's toes to the top of her head, everything was frozen. Trapped in flame-shaped ice, its shape is so beautiful that its spine freezes. I thought it was divine.

However, the miracle ice statue existed only for the blink of an eye and quickly broke.

Pan, and. Ice breaks and splatters around.

The fragments that shine in the morning sun are particles of light rather than ice. Mary wearing it is just like a goddess.

It's like a dream.

Everyone was just stunned and stunned by the fantastic sight.

The reason or meaning of a series of phenomena must be missing from the head. Humans do not demand the reason or meaning of gems. In the corner of my head, I thought that even a really beautiful thing would not even be a word.

"This phenomenon is called magic in my country."

The hazy head was brought back to reality with the quiet Marie words.

There are short sounds of inspiration here and there. It seems that I was not the only one who returned to me.

"I can't use magic, so it's fake now, but the real magic is the power of miracles that can only be used by a handful of humans, called mages. There are a variety of people who can handle ice, and among them, there is a power called earth attribute, which can help plants grow and close human wounds. "

Most people would not have been able to keep up with Mary's story.

Actually me too. At the time of the first spoiler, the story is too different. You didn't mean to play a fake goddess? But why? What is this overlooking show?

I was so confused, but as I heard the rest of the story, I came to understand little by little.

"It can help plants grow and close human wounds," said Mary.

People other than me have begun to understand what it means. Probably at least a few people with a tough look.

"Some of my friends can cure their injuries by holding their hands .... just like your goddess."

The goddess is the same person as we.

Mary didn't speak, but she could say clearly. The impact of the villagers is immeasurable.

Even though I was close to seeing a mage healing a knight's injury, I couldn't associate the goddess with the mage. 'Cause would be so. No one thinks that the religious God and their neighbors have the same thing, even if they have something in common. God is God because he is at such an untouchable height.

And we were proud of inheriting the blood of God. Despite being on the verge of destruction, it wasn't just because he was married that he was married to outsiders. Surely somewhere in my heart, I was drunk that they were the chosen people.

"Now it's only in the Kingdom of Nebel, but hundreds of years ago there were mages all over the world. The Kuah goddess must have been an earthly mage, but magic. There is a tradition that people who have access to have gradually reduced their numbers, and I think that's also the reason that some of your clan have lost access to the power of miracle. "

"Stop it!"

A screaming voice interrupted Mary's story.

A man who is covering his ears with both hands just because he does not want to listen anymore is a man over 60. He is the grandfather of Lily's uncle.

I know that Marie has no malice, so badly.

However, it is only fear that suddenly robbed of what he had relied on.

"but……"

"I know you don't want to be our Lord! So it's okay !? Do you want to hear such a story and degrade us !?"

"No, no! Great uncle, no!"

It was not Mary who denied. Lily shakes her head and complains loudly like her.

"Mary says that it was not our fault that we lost the power of the miracle. It was nothing we could do. It wasn't our fault, so we didn't need to be tied anymore ... … I tell you that. "

"Lily ... you"

The grandfather stares at Lily while puzzled.

This is the first time he has been rebelled by Lilly. I'm surprised. This is the first time that this child has expressed his thoughts in words like this.

"Even if the goddess is a human, I will respect my feelings. Even the pride of our clan can be said with pride. Is your uncle different?"

"…………that is"

Not only the grandfather, but also the people around him fell uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry to talk about disturbing your heart."

Marie apologizes in a quiet voice as the breathless silence spreads.

"But if I remember, I couldn't help but saying."

"... what is it?"

Lilly bowed to Mary's words.

"I came to this country wanting to help those suffering from the disease."

There was a breathtaking sound.

The appearance of everyone, like Grandpa and Lily, changes.

"I want help, not a family that might have miraculous powers, but pharmacists with a wealth of knowledge and solid skills."

I forgot to breathe and listened to Mary's words.

"You may think that an outsider who doesn't know anything is saucy, but I think you have inherited the most important things from the goddess."

That's it.

It is not a miracle power that we have to pass on to the next generation. How to prepare medicine, knowledge and skills.

And then, the enthusiasm to save the patient whatever.

Everything as a pharmacist that the goddess has inherited and polished by her ancestors is my pride.

No one can save even if they cling to the power lost in the sick days. Disqualified as a pharmacist, relying on things he or she does not know. Isn't it an act that spits on the life that has been saved so far?

"Now, the disease is spreading in the neighboring Kingdom of Vint. I want to stop it at all costs. For that, you need your power."

Marie bowed deeply.

"Please, please help me."

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