How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"Marizia!"

Oh, when's the first time I've heard Master Crest in such a hurry?

"Welcome home, Dear Crest, Dear Marizia"

"Hal! I'm a doctor. Get a doctor!

"... Dear Marizia?

I managed to lift my arm while moving one fingertip was also a hundred million. As soon as possible, he grabs my wrist a lot.

What I touched was probably Lord Crest's cheek holding me.

"Marizia!"

"... Dear Crest, it's just too much magic, so if you sleep, it will be fixed"

Oh, it's a little cranky. It is also difficult to lift the lid "eyelid".

"But Marizia. You look terrible."

"Because if you call a doctor, it won't change anything"

"Marizia"

So, hey, hey, hey, hey.

In his ear, he heard his name repeated as if in a hurry.

But it was the limit already.

Sleepy.

That's how my consciousness fell entangled in a sleeper.

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The first thing I could rub was about how to get home to the capital.

I wish I had gone home on my own, just as I did when I arrived, but Master Crest couldn't have allowed it. Yeah, it was easy to imagine if you think about it for a second.

The first idea that Crest gave me was to put me on Crest's beloved horse. Exactly, I pleaded "Konkon" about the burden of the two passengers.

Mr. Crest's horse was received from a nobleman who personally supports Mr. Crest, and is not intended to be handled in an unobstructed manner. Besides, that's what I've heard from Crest himself when he received his horse. Everything looks like the blood of a famous horse, and you anticipated the future of Master Crest? You shouldn't let a horse like that be unscrupulous.

The next idea I've come up with is to ride with me back in the carriage. When I asked him what he would do with his beloved horse, he said he would have him pick him up later.

But I also have a problem with this. They say there's a crime in the world of replacing horses, and they can be replaced with horses with similar hairs. I don't know what kind of person you ask to pick you up, but it's an important horse, so I want you to manage it yourself.

The next proposal, though bad, let me cut it off. You know, tailoring a carriage. It's nothing more than a waste of money. That's all, I seriously told you about the money, and you don't get it?

Well, it only conveyed my willingness to really go home with me. Yeah, I know exactly that's the point I can't give away.

So, as a result of various discussions, the compromise that was ultimately decided was "I ride my horse home with Master Crest, who lightened my body".

"Marie, is the shake okay?

"It's okay. You can run a little faster."

"But..."

"Because I'm really fine. I'm afraid Mr. Hurl will be home by the end of the day."

On a horse walking with pakapoko, I'm in the process of persuading him to speed up that leg somehow.

Horizontally in front of Master Crest - I was severely stopped when I tried to cross for stability - and sitting down I was in exactly a shame-playing situation where I was clinging to Mr. Crest to the quote that connected myself and Master Crest with a thin rope around my waist.

It's bad for a horse walking gracefully, but I want him to run a little faster.

There are also disadvantages to lighter weight. Not to be a burden to the horse, and being as light as a feather, that's why if the wind stirred me up, I'd be flown away. From time to time, I'm sure it's not my fault that Crest seems happy to hold me in the wind.

When asked who gets the idea, Crest gets it for ten percent.

"Master Crest?

"... Marie wouldn't be used to horses, would she? Even a quick walk can shake a lot. In such a precarious state, it is -"

"It's okay for a quick walk or a raid, because I'm holding onto it."

"But"

"Besides, it's probably easier to be fast."

I explain because for now my weight is feather-like. That's me, so if I get some wind pressure from the front, my butt floats a little and I think it's going to be completely in the shape of depositing my body with Master Crest. That way, he tells me desperately on a horse walking slowly that there's nothing like getting hit by a bounced clap that hurts his butt.

"So as long as I stick to it properly, it's easier that way...... Yikes"

"Okay. I will never imitate you like I let you go."

Hey, stop walking fast with one hand on your hips and one hand gripping the reins! Or is this really a fast walk? Don't you think it's an assault? No, no, no!

I, blown by the wind, will be in such a way that I can float a little and be pressed by Master Crest, as expected. What's unexpected is that I can't wait to be afraid of my unreliable body, which is stirred by the wind. But if I tell you that, it's going to be like a cowwalk, and I could only cling to Master Crest in the first place with fear.

Eventually, we were supposed to arrive at the mouth of the night, but we got to the mansion before the sun went down.

Releasing my arm from Master Crest, who finally stopped me in front of the stables Umaya, I untied the thin rope I had bracketed just in case.

"I don't care if it stays that way."

"Please stop because it's hard to move"

I just can't accept it. How inconvenient do you think it is to stay stuck all the time?

Relax with all your strength on your fingers and a somewhat unfortunate exhale struck my head. Because I would never give in to sighing like that.

When Master Crest gets down first, he reaches out to me as he deserves. Exactly this has no reason to say no, so the moment I tried to reach as I did, a gust of wind blew. No, not so much a breeze, but enough to blow me away.

Fluffy and floating in my eyes, rarely did the wolf also reveal his eyes open to the dew, Master Crest.

"Marizia!"

The moment I thought I was grabbed by the wrist, I was pressed against the chest plate of the Gyu and Master Crest.

It was dangerous. I was about to leave for the King's Capital/Sky Journey. Cold sweat runs through my neck.

"Excuse me, Master Crest. I've removed the lightening."

……

"Master Crest?

Pushing his chest all the way back up, he engages with Emerald, who has some sharp light.

"... you want to kill me"

So I finally realized my heart wasn't the only one pulsing with dokudoku.

"Shh, I won't. And thank you."

"Please, Marizia. Be careful. You're not alone."

"Huh?

That's not it! Wrong choice of words!

Nothing. I'm not pregnant!

"If anything happens to you, 'Chris' will be gone, too, right?

"... Oh, yeah, right"

What, are you talking about that way?

"Besides, without you, there's no point in me living either."

... Excuse me, that's too heavy a story, so can I ask you something?

"Uh, Master Crest. Me, it's a corner, so I'd like to work with this kid, like brushing..."

In an attempt to change the subject somehow, I shifted my gaze to the horse I had just been given a ride.

Really, thank you, that's all I can say. I don't know how it went, but although there was a small pause, I ran half a day, so I must be tired. Of all the water, leaves and brushing, it's about brushing that I might be able to help. No, I can handle the water and the leaves, can't I?

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I noticed when I reached for that nose in an attempt to labor the horse. The horse himself cares very much about the right rear leg.

"Dear Crest, this child's hind legs"

"Ah."

When I saw Master Crest's face, who nodded without surprise, I immediately thought of it. That's right. You can't be unaware of Master Crest running it.

"Did you know?

"Ah."

"Why didn't you stop me!

"Marie, I made it a priority to arrive with you in King's Landing."

The fact that Master Crest's voice, which I had exhausted, was too plain, ignited my anger on the contrary.

"That would be where we should stop and see how it goes!

"... Marizia's safety would be a priority"

Still, I was relieved that there was only a little silence before I answered. Of course, that's not why my anger doesn't boil.

"Why can't you point half the consideration at me at something else! It's not a trick against my work partner!

Horses have lives in their legs. I've heard horses who can no longer run get sick from it.

And yet, this trick of Master Crest is terrible.

I took the black ink out of the pouch I lowered to my hips.

"Dear Crest, in front of the horse, forgive this child"

"Wait, Marie. What are you doing?"

"I'll see this kid. … please hurry"

I want to think it's about a mild sprain, but I don't know what the situation is. Then it's best to heal properly.

Of course, I'm not going to explain that to Master Crest. Because it's not hard to imagine being stopped if you find out you're going to use the magic of healing that eats magic fools.

I'm going to do this arbitrarily, so I guess I'll lose the credibility of Master Crest, but honestly, I don't even want to be stopped here, and I spare no time convincing Master Crest.

I cared about me, but I made sure Master Crest was forgiving me by hitting his neck in front of the horse's face, and I stuck my finger in the ink kettle, drawing a healing formation around the horse's leg. Unlike when I cured Mr. Miltil before, I don't need disinfection, blood gain, or anesthesia. It just heals.

I breathed small and poured in the will and magic of activation as I touched the finished line.

Fortunately, he just seemed inflamed and swollen somewhere, and the cure was soon complete. Usually, you took the magic so slowly, I don't know what, but a little, it wasn't a good time. Yes, it stayed lightweight for nearly half a day today.

My vision hallucinates, and the center of my body, soooo cold. Symptoms like anaemia, but I remember. Too much magic.

"Marizia!"

Master Crest held me back when I couldn't stand and crouched.

"You look terrible.... Beryl! Get in the stable!

Blurring, the sniffled horse turns away.

No way, what a smart kid to go into a stables from yourself. That's your horse.

Was it the sound of a tree rubbing against the entrance to the stables closed by Master Crest?

Oh, no. I can't wait to sleep.

"Welcome home, Dear Crest, Dear Marizia"

"Hal! I'm a doctor. Get a doctor!

It's just lack of magic, so you don't need a doctor. Dear Crest...

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"... mabu, shi"

I heard a "relaxed" voice.

My room I'm used to seeing. The western sun coming in was dazzling.

"Marizia"

You must have noticed what happened to me, peeking in, this is also the Lord of Dazzling Beauty. It's Master Crest.

For not sleeping much, it was very neat. Are you kidding me, you've gone crazy to the speed of magic recovery?

"Aren't you thirsty?

"Well, right.... That's fine, I mean, I'm hungry."

"I've been asleep all day. I can't help it."

"What?"

When I woke up, I felt dizzy and dizzy. "Don't push me," Master Crest's hand accompanied my back as I closed my eyes and endured.

"I've been asleep all my life, so I just teased. It's okay."

"Is it okay? Nothing will keep you asleep all day."

"… so it's just an overuse of magic"

Oh, they're looking at me so cold.

"Lighter? Or are you the one who drew it on the horse?

"... uh, probably both,. Lightening doesn't consume that much magic, but I kept it active all the time, and the healing I drew on the horse... so yes, is that horse okay"

"I don't mind about horses. It's about you, Marizia."

"But the legs of the horse"

"I've been walking like nothing since then.... Marie, what were those formations?

I caressed my chest when I heard the horse was safe, but Master Crest's gaze was cold. This, to be honest, is going to piss me off.

"Marizia?"

My chin bent down, Crest's fingers squeezed up as I rinsed. To an entangled gaze, that cold emerald looks like anger and... impatience?

"Healing Formation, is. Because healing really wastes a lot of magic."

"How could you do that?"

"Isn't it Master Crest who forced the horse to do it first"

I'm not going to pull here.

Though I think it's bad that I made you worry, it's Master Crest who forced the horse to do it in the first place. Even though it's an important horse to use at work, I'd like to preach to you about an hour if that's what you're thinking. Well, I know it won't come true.

"Marie. You know how worried I was when you lost consciousness?

"Oh, that's... I'm sorry. But I told you that if you go to sleep, you'll get it fixed, right?

"Yeah, but I didn't hear you woke up the next morning"

What, I didn't think I'd fall asleep that far either, so I guess I had no choice.

"But..."

Still, I opened my mouth to tell him that I wanted to do everything I could then.

I don't give a weird farewell anymore. I want you to understand Master Crest, and I want you to understand how I think.

That's what I got for this trip.

"Yay, Crest.... and Marie looks fine."

"Carl!"

"Welcome to!

It was Carl who came in without even knocking. This is my room for once, but what about coming in all of a sudden? I thought... I could not stop Amalia behind me, I saw her grate.

"Crest. Finn's waiting in the front door with the paperwork. Don't ask me."

"You are"

I'm here talking to my sister.

"Carl, you come too"

Even though Master Crest is staring at me, I'm smiling at Carl. Is it because we've been dating for years, even though it usually frightens me when I'm stared at with those eyes?

"What, I want to hear about Marie's trip? Look, Finn's waiting for the Squadron Commander's settlement papers."

"... Dear Crest. I'm fine, so go and give it to me. Can't Master Finn go home without Master Crest, too?

To my words, Master Crest left the room, ordering "Amalia, keep your eyes open" once he glanced at you in the cull. Amalia stands near the entrance to the room when she greets me with an apologetic face.

"Hey, Marie. Did you make a spare for Chris safely?

"Yes, without delay.... Oh, I was. In the near future, I think the report will officially go, but we have a new method of baking. I don't know if it fashions well, but it's flavorful or warm and I like it -"

"Heh?"

"Ah, Mr. Amalia. My luggage."

"We haven't unloaded it yet, but we can't do it here, Marizia."

Amalia, who held me down with a harsh voice as she tried to get out of the bedroom, hung the shawl on my shoulder as she stood in front of me. If you wrap it around like it's crisp, it will fasten the ends with a brooch.

"Such thin clothes, even if they are your family, should not be exposed to defenselessness"

"Yes. Thank you. Amalia."

When Ms. Amalia pulled her hand and sat on the chair, she was also hung with textile fabric on her knees.

"Master Carl, please."

"Yeah, thanks"

"If I did it, Crest would kill me," said Carl, who lowered his back across from me, "but yeah, I do think you're right. I'm sorry I didn't take it into account enough.

"From your luggage, should I get the ceramics out?

"Ah, yes. Sorry for the inconvenience. Uh, it's wrapped in a brown blank cloth."

As soon as Amalia searched for it, she gently placed it at her desk, with it wrapped in a cloth.

"Thank you"

I do, and when I get rid of the cloth, I stand in the middle of the table and show it.

The reed "I" was cut diagonally, and it was inserted in such a shape that the incision was opened slightly outside. It has the appearance of a white, Shizukuishi dripping over the land of Uggutsu.

"Um, what do you mean, plain? And weird shapes?

"I'm sorry, the shape, I tried to say that I'm asymmetrical, so maybe it's a little weird, but what I want you to see is the pattern."

This pattern, conceived by Mr. Miltil's son, Mr. Holt, leaves the Shizuku, which is transmitted by dripping the ash-mixed glaze over the top, intact.

"The color, I wonder if this one will warm up better, because, you know, I prefer this stuff.... but I wonder if it would be the opposite strength to not be able to make two of the same things because it uses something that flows naturally."

"Hmmm......, depending on the variation, I guess. Well, I'll consider it again when it comes up on the formal route. - This color looks like a new one, though?

"Yes. I tried a new formulation. But since painting is not a painful color, on the contrary, I'm considering using white as the color of the ground."

"Yeah, well, I was wondering if you could turn the prototype around if you could."

"Yes, I plan to"

Now, let's not talk about commerce.

... I coughed with Kohon.

"So, the -"

"Yeah, is there more?

I gently pressed my chest from the top, squeaking with embarrassment.

"I was asked a question before,... about what I like about Master Crest."

Your blue eyes glittered in the cull.

"Yeah, I wonder if you can let me hear it"

That's what we talked about, didn't you whine? Could it have been a story you didn't have to answer seriously?

"Marie?"

"... uh, don't you have to answer?

"That's not true. Because of this, why don't you tell me if you're here?

The line is frigid.

Nevertheless, this is what I've come to find the answer to because of, and only now shall I drive shame to the side to answer.

Later, I just want to stop talking to Mr. Amalia.

"Well, I... like the cute part about Master Crest."

I heard a strange noise.

The curl in front of him is holding his mouth and trembling. When I saw Amalia, who refrained from doing so, I looked at this one with my eyes round.

Did I say something that weird?

"Hey, Ma,... Marie? Right now, I'm, uh, I'm not listening, am I?

"Uh, Master Crest's cute part," he said.

Buffoo, stay with the cull that blows out.

It's pretty hard to be laughed at when people are serious.

"Fu, normally, is, not cute, and I think it's cool..."

Your voice bounces here and there while you're in the cull. Jumping is a good battle with its fur, what a sarcasm I wanted to say. If it weren't for Mr. Amalia on this occasion, I would have said it.

"Take a trip, until, the answer I gave, is that,... or, hey, stomach, pain"

Shall we leave the person in front of us now and go to the cafeteria? Well, in a sleep-wrapped state, I don't know about that, but I'm thirsty, and I'm hungry.

Shivering in front of me and staring cold at my brother-in-law holding my stomach. Often, I decided I had no choice but to wait and tell Mr. Amalia I was hungry.

"- Because of Carl, take this trip?

It was at that moment that the chilling voice sounded.

"Dear Crest.... Uh, what can I do for you, Master Finn?

"Finished. Finn sent me home, too."

What should I do? Your life is in danger in Callu.

I wonder where they were asking me from.

... and what shall we do with this hunger?

Somehow, I'm starting to feel the third is the most important thing. You deserve it now, and one way or another, Master Crest will hear it all, and then I want to do something about this hunger.

Master Crest's glance of ice is still shooting through you in the cull holding your stomach.

"No, look, Crest. Good luck with the Squadron Leader this time, huh?

"... if the culprit is you, it's natural."

Seeing Hiraki and Amalia, Amalia can't stop. Yeah, I know you're afraid of Master Crest's anger.

If I don't clean this up, I'm starting to feel like I can't even clean up my hunger.

"Dear Crest. It wasn't just about that. I really needed a spare for Chris."

"But this guy's word is one of the hang-ups, isn't it?

Ugh, that's undeniable.

But if I can't keep packing, my stomach's going to start squeaking.

At this time, I don't care what happens to you in Callu, so I want to go eat.

"Ah, Master Crest. May I ask Chef Fennel for permission to use the kitchen?

"Of course."

"Well, come on, I'll ask. Let's go too, Mr. Amalia."

I nodded bewildered, with Amalia, leaving the room behind.

Chef Fennel's oatmeal for me was very tasty. Finally, he also praised my awkward cooking.

After you were in Callu? I don't know.