I returned to the village with Doanea and the others.
When we returned to the village, we were greeted with a "welcome back" from Mr. Lan and the others.
It seemed that everyone was still wary of Mr. Musserlang and the others. Rather than doing something to me or Doanea, they seem to be worried that my faith in Doanea and Mr. Doulouaan will cause me to go out of control.
I think we are gradually building a relationship of trust, but even so, the Musserans are not that close because they are not trying to get to know everyone that well.
But some of them are getting along well. ...... In this village, because there are many different races, relationships are complicated in many ways.
Ms. Lan said to me, "Lelunda gets along well with everyone in the village, and she seems to be the center of the village. I am not that deeply involved with the beastmen I brought from the Migga Kingdom.
I think that as more and more people come to live in the village, it will be like we are living in the same village, not knowing each other. But I would like to be able to remember everyone's name and face. But I would like to be able to remember everyone's name and face.
I hope that there will be an opportunity to make this village more united. If there is a chance, I am sure that we will be able to bring everyone closer together and make this village even more beautiful.
That day, I was with Doanea by the lake. The lake we had created was planted with spirit trees, and looking at them made me somewhat happy.
'Yes, it does. No matter how many times I see them, there is always something mysterious about them.
There are two spirit trees planted in this village.
Those two are gradually recovering their power. The spirit tree at Ware's place is still small, but I still think it has a great atmosphere.
I guess Doernea will grow bigger and bigger from now on. I wonder if it will grow as big as Mr. Doerouanea. I can't wait to see how she grows.
I wonder if she will grow as big as my father.
But will it take time to grow as big as Mr. Douroian?
When he is as big as my father, Lelunda will be gone.
Doanea uttered these words that showed such a difference in life expectancy.
Mr. Doulouanea said that I would live longer than others because I am a godchild, but even with such a slightly longer lifespan, I cannot see Doanea growing as large as Mr. Doulouanea.
-The land that a godson loves flourishes, and the effects of this flourishing will continue even after the godson is gone, or so I am told.
I want to make it easier for Doanea to live after I have completed my lifespan. I want to make it easier for Doanea to live after I am gone. ...... The griffons, seafos, Doanea, and spirits that I have contracted with are in this village only because of me. So after I'm gone, will they remain in this village or return to nature - I don't know. But if I do, I hope I can make it an environment where Doanea and the spirits can live comfortably.
While I was relaxing with Doanea in this way, Frene and Ware arrived.
In a panic, I went to Mr. Biller as Frene and Ware led me.
Because we live in the forest, it is possible for someone to get injured from time to time. But Mr. Zeschich and his staff took care of it. I have the power to heal people, but the villagers don't ask me to do so unless it is a critical time, because they don't want me to rely too much on this power.
That's why I think I must have suffered a pretty serious injury to be called in like this.
I heard that Mr. Biller was taken to Mr. Zesich's place. Around them, there were some beastmen and Mr. Musserlang who looked worried.
I was led inside.
Once inside, I saw blood. Mr. Biller's wing was injured. I heard that the wound was so bad that it might have to be ...... amputated.
I was sorry to call you when you were taking your time, Lelunda. Can you heal Mr. Biller? I don't want to have to amputate his wing. ......
Yes, of course. Of course.
I'm not sure what to do with the rest of my life.
The first time I used sacred magic, I was able to use it more consistently now.
The light covers Mr. Biller.
I felt something leave my body, and in the next moment, Mr. Biller's wounds were healed.
Perhaps it is because Mr. Biller is a race that can fly and is compatible with me, the divine child of the sky. It was somewhat easy to use magic.
Mr. Biller looked surprised that his wounds had healed.
I said to her, "Good. I smiled at her and said, "I'm glad you didn't lose your wings.
--With the girl and the winged ones 3
(The goddess healed the wounds of the wounded winged ones with magic.)