The four disciples of Sheba had blown away in the aftermath of the battle between Gwendorf and the Keeper, waking themselves up in the great depths of the sidewalk. If Sheva's manipulated carpet haunted them and didn't protect herself from the rock door collision, it wouldn't have been an injury.
And unlike the four who awoke to slip off the carpet, Sheva was lying a little further away. Four people rush over to see how it goes.
"Hey, bitch! Are you okay?"
"You're not safe! Don't move, Varganda!
Gartilde thrust Varganda and checked on the unconscious Sheva. Pulse and breathing are the only problems, but they are bleeding less from the head and do not respond to the call. When the disciples blued, they called to their mouths.
"Hey, bitch! You're gonna die in here!? Wake up, man!
"Don't shout out loud! That's gonna hit my head!
"Isn't it better to fall asleep?
"Rather than amateur thinking, why don't you ask Enema?
"Where's that enama?
"Over there."
White Vine quickly noticed and guided Varganda and Kranze, but the energy and rifling ahead looked more serious than they did and peeked at the sight ahead.
To that appearance, the White Vines also spoke with a softly sneaking voice from behind Enema.
"Lord Enema, old Sheba..."
"I know, there's nothing else in my life, but I can't move it. So I hate to, but depending on the situation, I was going to ask Arnelia for help -"
"What?"
"I'm trying to figure that out."
If you look at it, both the rifling and the Enema looked blue. They've never seen the energy that holds Zems' people together with strength or the blue face of a rifling that slaughters their enemies without moving one eyebrow.
And while maintaining the line between sign blocking and soundproofing, they told the White Vines to step back.
"Stand back, you'll be distracted."
"What's wrong with that? The Enemas will not know, but we also worked with Arnelia to make a request to push the Sword Emperor. If you show your face now, you won't be punished all of a sudden"
When White Vine answered that, the face of Enema and Lifering was stretched in an instant. Before feeling the change and taking a distance, Enema's sceptre was put on the throat of White Vine and Kranze, and a rifling needle was put on the tip of Varganda's eye.
"You guys aren't under Arnelia's healing magic, are you?
"Hey, what is it? I haven't taken it, but what's wrong with that?
"How did White Vine's arm heal?
"Sheba's woman used the summons to stick me together. Don't take care of Arnelia."
Hearing the words, Enema and Lifeling nodded at the same time, lowering their weapons.
"Good for you, Sheva is wise. If you had been treated for Arnelia, you would have ended up here."
"Hey, what is it? That's about it."
"I didn't think that was it, either. But seeing the sight now gave me certainty. Arnelia's healing magic is still unusual. You shouldn't take that stuff."
"That being said. You're early for someone who's never been to Arnelia's nursing home? You had a cold when you were hungry, didn't you?
"That would be fine. But not that Knights Temple or the Priesthood."
"That's right, you're also the original Arnelian Sister, right? It's also advanced -"
Gartilde says that much, and Kranze blocks its mouth. It is forbidden to talk about Arnelia in front of Enema. It was something Zems' people would know, but they accidentally said it.
Kill me by a beautiful Enema. That was the three of us who thought so, but the look on Enema's face remained the same, rather he began to explain it to them as he stepped back.
"Yes, I was once a Sister of Arnelia. He studied in Gloria and graduated with an overwhelming presidency. He also studied for a short time with Mayer to earn his degree and beat the Squadron Leader of the Temple Knights one-on-one when he was 15. He volunteered for the pilgrimage himself and was promoted to the third place on the pilgrimage without waiting for the age of 18. I've been called a lady since Lapenti, now the second, and I was essentially Arnelia's first and second feat because it was a long-standing thing. It could have been possible to become archbishop if you wanted"
"Why did you stop if that's all you had achieved? You could've lived long enough in the surface world, couldn't you?
"For one thing, because life went too well became boring. But more than that, it got scary."
To Enema's words, even the rifling surprised me. But Lifeling also asked Enema a few questions, tending to lay low, whether there was anything he could be convinced of because he saw the sight earlier.