Chapter 181: 181 180. Good night, have a good dream 2

Go to the temple and put 'Sucker's Bracelet' on Irma's hand, who was vomiting unchanged.

Unfortunately, there hasn't been a dramatic change in appearance, and we'll just have to see how it goes for a while.

Irma, that the nausea had stopped, drank the potion and fell asleep to fall.

I panicked to see if I was feeling any worse, but the cleric explained to me, 'I guess my magic is stable and I can sleep well' and I left the room relieved.

While I was in my room, the use of 'perfectly healing magic to Irma the day after tomorrow' had come to Wolf.

I feel safe there, and then again, I decide to come and see you.

I asked Marcella to contact me whenever she wanted, and Dalya left the temple with Wolf.

I just want to stay asleep, but I'm so hungry that I can't sleep without eating.

I eat little in the morning, say no at noon, and now it is near dusk.

In the carriage, when each other's bellies rang at the same time, the embarrassment also flew and laughed at each other.

Wolff, down the carriage on his way, bought me some food at the stall.

Returning to the tower, the hot sandwiches and crepes of the stalls, together with the cut fruit, shall warm the soup that had been stocked for dinner.

Hungry and tired made it a rare and less conversational meal.

At the end of dinner, the bell at the gate of the tower rang.

From the window, it is the carriage of the Scalfalotto family that is stopping.

And Wolfe went out, and received from his lord a large crate of black, and returned.

"My brother told me to celebrate the completion of the bracelet. Same as before 'Skull Rat Elba'"

Inside the black crate were flowers that made Salvia huge.

I feel like there are more lustrous white flowers than the last one I got.

Wolfe mumbles the flowers with familiar hands and wraps them around. Then he started squeezing the cup for Dahlia and the clear honey liquor in the glass for him.

The smell of sweet flowers and strong alcohol drifts thickly into the room.

Just like last time, Dahlia stayed put, and Wolfe divided it with carbonated water and toasted.

Sweet as honey, and then strong liquor, is also very tasty this time.

I think of Gouid, who gave me this booze, and I ask Wolf.

"In return for Master Gouid, what should I do? It's the same this time, and I'm really looking after a lot of things..."

On the matter of the guarantor, the scales of flaming dragons (fire dragons) I got from Jonas, the complete healing magic to Irma - a lot of things, but I want to pay the price right. But they say they won't take the money.

With all the more stuff I get, I think at least I have something to offer, but I don't know what I want.

"Oh, anytime, he wants two expedition stoves. He said he wanted to put it in the Royal Castle office."

"No way, you don't cook dry food in the office, do you?

"Exactly. I don't think that's..."

Besides not being able to say, why does Wolf turn a blind eye?

Documents on dry royal castle clerk's office, transplanted clothes - I feel bad enough to imagine.

Wouldn't Jonas, his squire, stop cooking dried goods indoors?

"Maybe even Wolfe's mansion is baking dried food indoors?

"It's okay over there. Because I use two rooms near the cooking area as small stove use rooms, and the servants take turns baking and eating grilled meat and dried food and trying them out. Look, when I start eating, the smell feels good, and I don't care. My brother and Dr. Jonas will know if we all eat..."

"... Really?"

Can you tell if we all eat together, right? It must be a very good mutual understanding.

Give four Expeditionary Stoves a set of room deodorants and deodorants that will work well. Darya made up her mind.

"Tobias says he doesn't need a work fee. I said just for the hour, but they said no."

"Calling, I put it back."

"Because it was hard to call me at work. But I don't think we'll ever see each other like that again."

Unless there is another magic guide production like this one. This will rarely happen.

"And then Dr. Osvaldo said a dozen scorpion liquors (Scorpio) and the cost of ingredients, and then an assistant in the production of a large magic conductor, and he hasn't paid for the work. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I don't know

"Surely Osvaldo doesn't know what he wants."

"I'll talk to Ivano"

It should be noted that after this while Ivano will be giving Osvaldo a massive amount of forest serpent (Forestrasnake) dried goods, but Darya will not know the story.

"The granting of the bracelet, was it pretty hard?

"Yeah. But I learned. Dr. Osvaldo's magic control was the most amazing. It's delicate and fast, and the accuracy may be better than my father's. I was able to get Tobias to help me, so I'm starting again tomorrow with magic control."

Answering Wolfe's question, Darya starts talking about bracelet making.

Something really bothered me about that sudden side.

"I can no longer work with Orlando, and Darya doesn't regret it?

"I'm a little sorry, because I'm more fun right now. You don't have to worry."

Darya's cliché is' okay '.

To myself, it's okay, I'm just saying I'm fine, I'm sure.

Pretending to be untrained and painless, the wound must be hidden within.

The moment I thought so, unwanted words came out with my mouth shut.

"But Darya says he 'liked'..."

"Huh? I don't... Ah! That's all you heard about anti-bugging magic tools, because they fly sounds everywhere. Because it's not! Because we're talking about the color of magic!

Darya moves her hands and denies them diligently.

Wolfe was only a little relieved by it and listened back.

"What color of magic?

"When Tobias grants it to a waterproof cloth, the surface of the cloth turns blue, and then it glows rainbow. That was like a rainy blue sky, beautiful, I liked it... not about people."

"Is that the story? Sorry, I was wondering if you were still dragging..."

"I'm a brother, I'm a work companion. I've been talking about it today. And you told Wolfe before," Not at all. "

"... it was"

When they reunited themselves and happened to meet both of those people, Wolfe remembered asking Darya.

I think of it, and just like then, I ask him to confirm it.

"Untrained?

"Not at all"

Darya responded as instantly as she did that day.

Then I heard about today in the work room.

Darya replied without saying a word to what she had asked.

The feeling of being rough was no longer clean to be flushed by running water.

But when I finished talking to her, she looked a little more harsh.

"By and large, my father, Tobias and Mr. Ivano would be grateful if you would try to protect me, but am I that weak? So much I have to cover my back."

"I'm not weak, Darya is strong enough. It's just that a man is a creature that wants to come forward and protect him."

"You're a nasty creature. But I'm good next door. I want to stand next to you, not be covered in the back."

I knew Darya was strong, I almost said so, stop.

She held a thin slice of the apple at both fingertips, either as a sake dish, and began to squeeze. It's just a little bit like ravioli.

"Ah, in the Book of Magic, there was a letter from my father. It was addressed to Tobias."

"That, too, was Darya reading, wasn't it?

"Yeah. I was a little impressed with what it felt like to ask for me, but the stretch ruined everything"

"Something that bad?

"..." figure painting does it all as a legacy to my son. Hide whatever you want by saying you'll clean it up '. Dad wanted to ask what he was thinking. "

I'd rather ask Mr. Carlo.

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It's a good one last time, I don't know what kind of face to respond to.

"If the figure painting says legacy or something, you won't be able to burn it. I heard it would be pretty good if I put it in an old bookstore."

"Um... should I take it to an old bookstore?

He manages to ask, with the utmost care, not to step through the trap set by a glass of ground.

"Can you please? If anyone can get me one, I can do that. As much as I call it heritage, I'd rather feed it than burn it... Is this, really, feed it...?

Pour a new drink into the cup of Dahlia, which began to distress with a distant eye.

I didn't seem to tread the trap, but it doesn't change that I'm cramped with answers.

The figure painting was later decided to be cleaned up in silence.

"Mr. Irma, I hope it gets better soon"

After taking the time and changing the subject, Dalya nodded with a smile.

"Yeah. Wolfe hasn't actually met him, so you're worried. But Irma lost weight, but stay very firm. I thought it was Irma."

Though he went to the temple, Wolfe did not see the sleeping Irma directly in bed.

For this reason, while in the temple, I was mostly with Marcella.

"I look forward to next year. You have to think about celebrating."

"You look happy, Darya."

"Yeah, I'm glad I became a magic conductor. I'm glad we had a Chamber of Commerce. With Wolfe, I'm glad Irma was helped."

In the tone of Darya's becoming monotonous, I knew the drunkenness was starting to turn.

However, she drinks it too deliciously and squeezes new flowers into the cup again.

"Wish the three Marcellas a happy future, cheers"

"Wish the three of you a happy future, cheers......"

After several toasts, Dalya looks at herself still.

Its bright green eyes shaded rapidly and seemed to cry just a little.

"Darya?"

"... Wolf, live longer than I do"

To that word, I almost slipped off the glass I had.

of what's still in it. Place it on the table with caution and ask back to her still watching.

"What's a long life all of a sudden?

"Live longer than me, Wolf"

"I'm older than Darya for once? In order, I guess I'm first."

I don't see how Darya could have mentioned this.

I also thought you meant red armor (scarlet armor), but I got even more lost in her next words.

"I'm older in it."

"Does that mean my contents are childish?

"... Anyway, I'm much, much older. That's why Wolfe lives longer. You have to live longer than me."

Apparently, Darya got sick. Tsujitsu's inappropriateness is turned back in a tone that makes him sound like a teacher.

Wolfe replied with a bitter smile, losing his roots.

"... if you want, I will"

"Good!

She nodded very satisfactorily, lying down on the couch and sticking her head on her back.

Close your eyes and hold Kara's cup as you go.

"Darya......?

There is no reply, all that returns is an easy sleep.

Come to think of it, I just slept about two hours this morning and haven't slept much for a day yesterday.

Whatever you are used to shallow sleep on an expedition like yourself, it would be hard to think about it normally. Besides, they use a lot of magic.

It is this strong liquor there. It will also make you sleepy.

I was drinking it deliciously, so I will reflect on the fact that I have poured more on it.

But what's wrong with her sleeping diagonally on a sofa all by herself?

He also hesitates to wake up, and Wolfe sees that sleeping face for a while.

Sleeping faces that can be seen somewhere else are too defenseless.

He seems to be unaware of himself.

"... alert?

Voicing the words that came out of his head, Wolfe laughs.

I don't need vigilance or consciousness, if that's trust in me, that's fine.

Sometimes my friends tell me that I'm not dating or that I'm below elementary school.

I spoke for real and knew better than I liked the gratitude of my friends who could stay vegan.

As it is now, if we can laugh at each other next door, that's fine.

Lift Dahlia gently and move to the couch for three.

The blanket I borrowed this morning had already been cleaned up, so I put on a knee that was nearby.

I also heard about her falling off the couch, so when I get off the table, I move all the couches for one person across the street.

The flock of sofas went a little bed-like. This won't fall even if Darya turns her back.

Even as the mess moves, Darya has no sign of waking up.

It's a perfectly comforting sleeping face.

Soft looking white cheeks, I reached out to fix the mess my hair applied there and stopped on the verge of touching it.

"... I'm drunk too"

Wolf slaps his cheek with both hands.

I meant to tap it lightly but it sounded pretty good.

Don't worry about tightening the door. The green tower is like having two keys.

Only the registrant can open the gate, if you close the gate and leave, you don't have to lock the door - Dalya has asked me that before.

Instead, I think I have a better problem being here today with my drunk self.

"... good night"

I casually remind myself of my voice.

When I first went to dinner with Darya, she said, 'Good night, have a good dream'

That's a natural word to say before you sleep with family and friends in this country.

But I've never been told that in over a decade, and I never said it.

The squad and the barracks mates just had to say 'good night' and 'rest first', and the mansion just said 'good night'.

So at that time, I was very surprised by the warmth Dahlia told me.

I haven't had a single nightmare about my mother's death since the day I met Darya.

I don't want Darya to have bad dreams, if you will.

I don't want to show it again, such as the dream of her dying alone without anyone asking for help, that she sees. No, I don't want to show you any other nightmares.

The kneecap is only a little small to cover Darya's body.

Wolfe shifted her knee slightly down and covered Darya's shoulder with her own jacket.

Luckily, it's not that cold today. You won't catch a cold with this.

"Darya, good night, have a good dream..."

Prayerful whispers reached or failed to reach the sleeping Dahlia's ears.

Satisfied with his fluffy, laughing sleeping face, Wolfe gently left the room.

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