Chapter 167: 167 To the Marsh, Part 5 - Measures

Wintier then briefly hosted a welcome feast. You think it's been more than a decade since humans have come to this shteem for anything? Except that Faranx has had an aerial, it is a story of. While Miranda also knew it was not a feast given Nia's capacity, she lost the fortitude of Wintier and reluctantly agreed. This spiritual named Wintier, contrary to his seemingly adult appearance, is quite pushy.

Already in front of the Alphilis, dishes are arranged around nuts. A fair amount, I guess, but because of the different size of their bodies, it's like a pinch of booze for the Alphilis and the others.

"Even when it comes to feasts, we're herbivores, and we're basically organisms that can live with very little food, so we can't even give it a big deal."

"No, caring is enough. And I'm not going to relax."

"That being said, that Beastman's daughter still can't move. Thanks to Uti's diligent use of witchcraft, the body has stabilized, but we should stay here for about this evening if it's meant to be."

I think Wintier's words in particular, Miranda. Miranda also saw how Nia is doing earlier, but although she's about to breathe a little easier, at best she's in something like Kokan, and I'm sure she should slow down tonight or so. But my arms weren't connected, and I wanted to show them to the doctor a little sooner when I thought about my arms. I'm going outside the prairie now because it's not very, but I can't make it. But Miranda had only one idea.

"I'd like to ask you something more than that. Uh, Mr. Wintier?

"'Wintier,' you can call it off. Let me also call you Miranda."

Wintier has a mild tone. Maybe it's like that because it's the Spirit of the Wind. There are products but the tone is clear, and I would also say tough if necessary. Especially tough on utilities. Just the Spirit of the Wind, that's exactly what you said the wind was tough on. It's easy to talk about not being too tough, so Miranda would appreciate it.

Wintier was also heartfelt in his first human visit in a long time, but Miranda has no reason to know that.

"Bye, Wintier. Do you know what" Swamp Witch "is?

"You mean 'White Witch Fairtoose'. Of course I know. Because I have interactions with her."

"Good, he was still alive..."

Miranda is relieved. In fact, this swamp of prairies once set foot with the brave men in an era when Miranda was still a mercenary. That's when the swamp witch saved me a line. Thus I am familiar with my face, but Miranda did not have much accurate knowledge of the existence of a witch, and it has already been over 100 years since then. A witch who was still quite old at the time, though considerably longer in life than a normal human being, it was quite a bet whether she was still alive or not.

Ideally, Nia's arm would have been good to stick with this shteem, but they can't do that to Wintier. I am told that water or the Holy Spirit, who specializes in treatment, might have managed, but I can't help but screw around, and I would have appreciated just having first aid.

"But often Miranda knows Fairtoose, doesn't she? She should be living in hiding."

"Oh, there's a little twat. If Nia doesn't heal here, we may have to rely on that old lady."

"Right, Fairtoose would have some way of doing it. In fact, when the aerial there was brought into this room, it was also treated with her medicine."

"Really?

It must have been my first ear for Aerial too, I'm quite surprised.

"It won't be impossible not to know. At that time, you were barely conscious. Remember when you were here until your condition stabilized afterwards?

"Oh, I thought you looked familiar with a grub. It's just that I was in the middle of a big tree, and all I could see was this sight."

Aerial looks around. Around them stands the blue trees, and the leaves are lush and lush, but the light of day constantly descends from the gaps of the leaves because of the wind shaking them. The season is still supposed to be the time when the summer heat lingers, but the sun is contained to such a good intensity that it is blocked by something, and the breeze is constantly blowing as it rattles the soggy melodies of leaves from among the trees. It's so comfortable I don't think it's late summer.

Everyone remembers the comfort of this warmth as well as the aerial. Except for one person, Alpha Reese.

"But he's never been outside. He was blindfolded on his way home."

"I have no choice. Because this is not the place where humans are supposed to lie. It was special then."

"Really?"

"But as it turned out, everything fell in the right direction. Faranx got a good successor, and we were able to welcome the Witch of the Wind."

"Witch?"

Aerial puts his neck in words he doesn't know.

"Yeah, it's not very reasonable to say the most witch. Is it 'Spirit Guardian Candidate' to be exact? When you were transported to us and treated, you made a deal with the Spirit of the Wind. When I don't remember you, the Spirit of the Wind took good care of you, including me. Isn't that when you somehow became able to use the magic of the wind without suffering?"

"Speaking of which, yes."

"You may have learned from human books and such when it comes to chanting, but you actually should be able to use it if you don't have to chant. Because this is not possible for normal people. Unless you're a magician with extra drills, or a person who has direct negotiations with spirits like mentors and witches."

Then what happens to Alphilis, who can rave his magic without chanting? It seems that the question came to Miranda and Lisa's head at the same time, and they thought of it all and tried to put it into words, and they looked at each other. Because Alphilis seemed very upset.

That Alphilis listened so much, but when he got up, he tried to leave the scene. When I saw it, Miranda panicked and withdrew.

"Alfie, where are you going?

"I'm going to get some proper food around here because of the bad food. Besides, I don't feel like eating this much. I knew it was meat to build strength. Uty coming too?

"Yeah, Atashi is good..."

"Ahhh. Then I'll come out a little. Don't worry, I'll be back in a minute or so."

"Oh, but you can't get out of here alone."

I spoke up as Wintier came up with it, but Alphilis didn't even care.

"It's okay. I just saw how to open it, so I can handle it by myself. Don't worry, Mr. Spirit, I won't break it."

"Oh, really?"

To put it that way, Alphilis followed the scene. Wintier squeaks after she leaves.

"That's not supposed to be a kind of junction that can be opened to humans... but who is she?

"That's what I don't know anymore."

Miranda sighs and looks dark. Together they shut up, but said that Wintier was even more concerned.

"It is true that the daughter of the beast man who was brought in is seriously wounded. But now I have nothing else in my life, and my arms may revert depending on my treatment. Praise Uty on that. Without this child, it would not have been strange to wander the frontier of life and death by now."

"Well, the wound was so sharply slashed, it was easier for Atashi. Thank you Atashi, people!

Eh! And where Utility swept, Wintier eagled Utility.

"So don't get on with it, you've said it many times since you were born, haven't you?

"Ghaaaa! Give me a break, Wintier. Give me a break!

"I've told you many times to put 'Dear' on??

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"Everyone is fine, why just Atashi -!?

Utility screams in Wintier's hands, but Wintier's consciousness was not in Utility.

"But it's that woman who's really sick. Something not good feels around her. I'm really sorry I can't tell you exactly what that is."

"That's what Atashi thought, too"

Stop Uti from making a scene and have a serious tone.

"That's an alphilis, but it's not an alphilis"

"What do you mean?

"Um, I can't even say Atashi well, but... I wonder if you're saying he's a fin. Well, Atashi's a little hiney, but it's a little different than that. I wonder if you would say that existence is distorted. I can't tell you how complicated all the factors are."

"You don't know after all"

"Don't say that. The only thing I'm sure of is, she's definitely going crazy as it is now. It's not weird that you're here to kill us, that's all you feel bad about. 'Cause until now, I don't know why. Atashi felt calm being beside Alphilis, but I'm honestly scared of Alphilis right now. I don't think I want to be around as much as I can."

That word of Uti was an expression of everyone's feelings, so they were all together and silenced. Wintier rubs and squeezes her hands to pray again out of concern, but she was still forgotten about Uty or even more powerful. No one notices the pinch of Utility because the bitterness of Utility is starting to pass its limits and blow bubbles, but each one was sinking into his own thoughts.

A few minutes had passed when Aerial finally looked up.

"Wintier, by the way. I'm talking about the successor and spiritual candidate you told me earlier... Ah."

"What's up?

"Uty's blowing bubbles."

Oh, it's true.

Uty was blowing bubbles in Wintier's hand and passed out. Probably because Wintier shook his hand too hard.

"Is Uty okay?

"Yeah, this way, you'll be fine. Yes!"

That's how Wintier throws Utility at the fountain a long time earlier. I heard a pinch of ringtone and the utility was floating on the water.

"Oh, don't suffocate..."

"It's okay. Because she was born in that fountain. Even if he's dead, if he's immersed in that fountain, he'll live again."

"I wonder if it's true..."

Miranda was still watching Uti, but Pickle didn't move, and she was drifting puffy across the water.

"And it connects unexpectedly."

"Absolutely."

"Hey, white witch."

Miranda, Lisa, and Uty accompany Nia to see her. Nia was going to leave here as soon as she woke up, and she was already ready. Aerial is away because he thinks he needs to talk to Wintier, and Maple is disappearing. They are only going to escort Miranda from the shadows. I had come back to Alphilis properly, but I told him that I was going to take a nap and went back near the entrance to see if this place was not suitable for my skin. They say it calms down more in the dark.

Uty had stuffed the water from the fountain into a container made of large leaves and immersed Nia's arm there. Is it possible to keep your arms intact for a few days by doing this? The cutting surface of Nia's arm is treated every half day to the point where it is okay. Even then Miranda also found that Utility was a fairly capable user of therapeutic techniques, but the Utility of the day was rare and humble.

"It is only with the water of the fountain that I was born that I am an artist. Don't expect too much because Atashi doesn't have that power, right? I was only born about 70 years ago. As a fairy, you fall into a fairly young category in this settlement."

"Hmm. Is there no other Spirit of Water in this settlement?

"I'm not here. Before Atashi was born, they didn't just have water, they also had fire and dirt. Wintier said it might be time for the settlement to live."

"Lifespan?"

Miranda listens back.

"Yes. Even fairies that are infinitely close to nature itself can hinder the circulation of elements around the world if they stay in one place for a long time. Especially since the prairie is originally land in favor of the Spirit of the Wind, it seems that the Wintier, the Spirit of the Wind, stayed here, overstrengthens the wind elements of this settlement. Originally, the Spirit of the Wind moves with the wind, and it's time to move. That's the proof that the only spirits other than the wind are the new ones born in the settlement."

"It is. Well, then Uti's got a narrow shoulder, too."

"Yes, it is."

Ugh, Lisa relentlessly showers words at the sighing utility.

"Then you can't help it, you bad fairy"

"When I went out, I complained, 'It's late to go home!' Right. It's about when!

"In the minutes you are exposed during that outing, make sure you also approximate Noritsuki. How long will the nearer arm last?"

Seriously worried as Lisa looks at Nia's arm. Uty turns around, too, makes a serious face.

"Within two days. Long, three days. Not in four days."

"That's short... we need to find Fairtoose's grandmother by then"

But Wintier said he cared. I need to see what Fairtoose looks like in the last decade or so. Maybe there's something in the swamp. Besides, the swamps are huge. If Miranda's right, it might work, but it must be a bet.

"Can you find it?

"It's Lisa's turn here, isn't it? Let me try to find you by my pride!

"Don't you have to be Jitchan to call me?

"That's not what Bubba said."

"You wouldn't have a grandmother!?

"It's fine with the details!

Uty and Lisa are working together. Miranda was sighing with that in her ass. There are other concerns. To marshy demons, marshy barbarians. Besides, the white witch herself is a difficult person. I couldn't worry enough about whether it would work out for me.

Continued

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