Chapter 291: 291 Episode 288: On the night of the blink, you and (final)

It will be a theory of results...

Pooh's prospect was half successful.

Descended in the sky, the sweep of demons by the giant Mejed was the result of the future Savior's Son of Miracles praying to the stars.

The knights of the Viscount Bauman family seem to have believed it in particular.

The deciding factor was Pooh's attitude.

He seems to have gained credibility by saying that he does not think he is just a child.

... Well, you don't look like a very normal child, do you, her?

And this miracle is that Pooh wants me to keep it a secret, which apparently doesn't have to be spread.

There are circumstances where you can't spread information that could cause further disturbances in Cyril in the midst of confusion, but military uniforms are half-hearted seems to be the real reason.

Yeah.

That's because it's a hunk of frigidity.

My claim, and Pooh's explanation.

"With regard to the secrecy of information, I have accepted. But I can't go without putting it in your father's ear on a boulder. I just want you to acknowledge that."

Pookie flirted with me, but the uniform, that's how I tied it.

He's a solid kid... The future must be a fine lord.

And that's where I stand.

Star Knight...

The mysterious title of the assignment from Milmir's mouth.

With regard to this, it was to be called a reservation.

Well, even if you asked me to explain, there's no way I could do it.

Even Peppowako said, "Mmm...? There really was...?" or so much so that he was whining.

The only scholar who studied the old days, Sheep's Maman, barely knew the name.

No, if Star Knight and I really did exist, I'm sure Abel knows, but you don't want to get noticed, you don't actively try to open your mouth.

I don't want Abel's presence to be known either, so I'm acting like I can't get my attention.

Either way, it seems to be true that I am now being seen as "a being granted star protection by your son".

For once, they can't keep this a secret either.

Actually, the protection that I have is the protection that Abel gave me.

I'm a little anxious that it will not develop into a troublesome situation, even though it is meant to fit together.

Then, in the name of follow-up and fact-checking, they made me promise to meet with Sheep Mother once after returning to Wang Capital.

Sheep are thrilled with this.

Even if I didn't know what was going on, it just seemed to tell me that you could meet with me.

Well, she's cute. Meet me, too, is not a bluff.

And now I was - under a starry sky full of stars.

"... Al. Good luck."

This is the roof of the Cyril branch of the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce.

It's not open to the public, it's off-limits.

That said, if Master Arch Elf wants to leave, there's no way to discourage it.

As it turns out, me and Abel were there alone.

It should be noted that my beloved sister is still sleeping in a blast and is waiting in front of the door leading to the roof.

My child will wake up soon if he doesn't stick around, so Mr. Fennel is holding me.

At first, he was so good at holding kids, so maybe he's married? If you think, as if you've read it in your mind,

"I was just helping raise a child inside. Don't get me wrong."

And I was laughed at with a very aura smile.

Pooh's children, on the other hand, are falling asleep after a light meal to see if they have reached the Chamber of Commerce and broken the thread of tension.

I can't do this either.

I want you to take your time tonight and rest your feathers.

Either way, this is how Abel and I became alone.

"Thank you, Abel"

Receive the cup offered.

The tea our teacher brewed me straight away.

Drinking this is the only privilege of my Crane Putt family.

"Ha..."

A sip of warm tea caused a loud exhale to spill unexpectedly.

You've got a paragraph on you, and you're finally relieved.

(No...)

I know it's not all over.

The majority of the Warcraft died, and Menno fell.

But that's all.

It appears that Viscount Denen did not react in response to Menno, which was seen as a crack in the disturbance.

In other words, it would seem difficult to pursue responsibility.

Many lives have been lost, as well as many destroyed buildings.

The fire, which was the rule in the event of confusion, would not have occurred as a result of the presence of someone who could use water magic.

Should I say that this neighborhood was good in a magical world?

And the backdrop to the commotion.

The presence that supposedly provided Menno with a 'gate' and gave him an alchemy organism finally did not show up.

It's like this conflict or something, but it's just a little something.

Couldn't you have done better?

Couldn't you have stood around better?

Even though I know it's futile, I think about such nonsense.

"... no"

Abel hugged me like that from behind.

"... Al doesn't have to carry everything in. In the first place, I don't have that power. Al tonight, I tried my best. I guarantee it, and I won't let anyone deny it"

It's hard not to have the strength, but this guy knows what I'm capable of.

As a teacher, I guess it's natural not to add any palm to the evaluation.

"... there was a life saved by Al. There was someone who helped. So be satisfied."

"Yeah. Okay, Abel"

On an arm held around his neck, he groaned with his hands.

(If you say you were helpful -)

Oh, my God, His Excellency the Count, he was rescued by Grandpa Shark.

In that situation, I don't know, and I wonder how it helped.

But in any case, he survived.

Given Cyril's reconstruction, a competent top would be absolutely necessary.

I guess we should call it luck in the midst of misfortune for the city.

But the Count himself must be in a lot of trouble.

In this case, do we get subsidies or something out of the state?

Or will Cyril be the one giving the victims the sight money?

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Or vice versa, take the reconstruction tax?

I don't know what will happen, but the lord of Cyril will have a hard time.

I don't give a shit about that area.

If I let it out, I can't contribute to making things better, and I can't help but think about it.

So now, I guess we should honestly rejoice that me and my family survived and were reunited with Abel.

"Speaking of which, Abel. What is a star knight after all?

"...... hmm. To put it bluntly, a being that has gained power from certain stars"

"Certain stars? Like the sun, the moon?

No, then, wouldn't you hear the title "Star Knight" in Moon Rain, which boasts the protection of the Moon God?

Abel also denies it.

"... no. It's called the fantasy realm. The power of star reading, star art, and star knights. They are a kind of attribute, tied with fantasy truths"

"I don't know...... If star reading is real, why are star knights and doers a thing of the past?

"... Simply put, the difference in the source of power. Although star reading and star art can be established if a fantasy realm exists, star knights cannot be established if" here "and" there "are not connected in relation to receiving power. And the fantasy realm was disconnected at the end of the fantasy history. A star knight doesn't exist anymore."

Is it caused by the great collapse at the end of the illusion history?

Whatever, is it that those who say "star knight" say they won't come out anymore?

"Were you strong? A star knight."

"... I'm not saying I'm weak. However, star reading that looks at the future and star star art that interferes with destiny are better judged by me as troublesome if turned to the enemy."

It's the Abel standard, so I don't know what's going on around there...

But I just figured it out.

Like I borrow magic from my sister, a star knight seems to be the one who gets the energy of a star.

I don't care what you think, I don't think you're weak.

"... whoever knows what's going on around there, me and Rhutiel. Survival of the Kamiyoryu and there really should only be a small number of them later. So I think the reputation that goes around about Al is going to be far removed from the facts"

No, I don't want you to follow me around.

"Huh. So you don't even know the Elves?

"... some stories are better not to spread. The collapse of phantom history was caused by snakes, who tried to swallow everything"

"Snake?"

"... Snake King. I fought with Princess Dragon, one monster"

It's big and small, and there's always a cause for disturbance.

"... than that"

Gyu.

Abel strengthened her arm.

"... Today is the day to see the stars"

Yes.

That's all the wild talk I've had.

Me too, you're welcome to see Abel and the stars.

"Earth's in trouble, but today's stars, they're really beautiful"

"... n"

"So it's good to see the stars together."

"... n"

Abel has a small mouth count.

That's in a way, as usual.

But hugging me like this is really unusual.

…………

"Abel......?

Katakata and.

The cup in my hand swayed.

It's a vibration coming from her.

I found Abel faintly trembling.

"... Al."

"Yeah."

"... I'm glad Al's okay"

Oh, well.

I haven't told this guy what's important yet.

"Thank you for coming, Abel. And then, let me worry, I'm sorry."

"……………… no. I won't allow it."

That arm that hugs me, it's supposed to be powerful.

Too cautious, as if dealing with even butterfly feathers. Delicate.

I thought I must be like a broken thing to this guy.

"I was only helped unilaterally, but this is how I live, and this is how we're together, looking up at the stars"

"... I want to see Al and the stars up ahead"

"I hope so."

But that was an instant for Abel, no matter how long I lived.

I can't lean on this guy and follow him.

But as a cup of tea that I just brewed gave me a sense of relief and vitality.

I wish my life in a blinking moment could be Abel's healing.

Until "salvation," even if you can't be.

(Actually, this one is helping me, making me anxious...)

There is something inner about it, but it will be nothing more than giving up the limits of the weak.

Ahead maybe, I'm sure it won't change there.

But only now...

"It's a star festival because of it, let's take our time and see the stars"

"... n"

I couldn't see his face because it was held from behind, but I could see Abel laughing.

Just a little.

Just a little bit, I hope she has more time to smile.

So let's hope.

Even if I can't keep up with her life, I hope she remembers that "there was a day like this".

May it at least be a past worth remembering.

May the momentary days for Abel feed her smile in the future.

I wanted the routine I had with the Crane Putt family to continue to shine like a star in her so that the routine I would spend with Fee would feel like an irreplaceable gem.

"... I'm happy to spend time with Al"

That's the same thing with me.

It's simply a pleasure to spend time with Abel.

Leaving memories behind is worth an infinite amount, even to me.

So good. Stay with me.

On this blinking night, with you.

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