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Chapter 422 406 Stories A Little Healing Time



"Teriyu ~"

Oh, I'm done treating Flem.

Turning his gaze to the captain of the regiment, he saw Sora enveloping the captain.

"Is that it?"

Melissa tries to get close to the bed, but she hardens when she sees the captain wrapped in Sola.

"What's this all about?

Mr. Garritt looks at me.

I don't care if you look at me.

"Mm-hmm. Maybe the captain, too, is the magic team's technique hurting his magic?

I can treat magic wounds, so if I can think about it, that's about it.

Nothing else... comes to mind.

"Really?

"Probably."

"We'll have to wait. Better than that. Uh, I guess I'm glad it's Flem. Thank God."

Mr. Fische gently strokes Frem's head.

"Teriyu ~"

Mr. Fische's expression loosens to a delightfully ringing frem.

Mr. Pial, Mr. Jaggi and Mr. Early, who saw it, stroke Frem's head in turn.

"Don't be kind of healed"

When Mr. Jaggi said as he stroked the flem, Mr. Pial said, "I'm particularly happy now".

And Mr. Ginal snorts, too.

"It's nice to touch."

Mr. Garritt looks on his lap.

There, for some reason, Ciel is seated and stroked.

Sol is asleep on his father's lap.

"Frem, come to my lap"

Mr. Nargas slaps himself on the knee.

Flem looked at Mr. Nargas and jumped on Mr. Pial's lap.

"Why? You just saw this one, didn't you? Flem?"

"That's my win."

Mr. Nargas glances at Mr. Pial's words.

More than a little while ago, the air has disappeared.

And I'm a little horrified.

There's no such thing as a plan that you can think about in that state.

Thank you so much to the Flems.

"Well, thanks to the Flems, you've calmed down a little."

Everyone snorts bitterly at Mr. Fische's words.

"Oh, I did. This."

Melissa and Etchey were back in the room at some point.

He made me a new cup of tea and put some sweets on my desk.

And I gave your father four papers.

Your father, who saw it, laughed bitterly and wrote something on the paperwork.

And he'll give me the paperwork.

"Again?"

Paper contract for magic items.

How many times have you seen this in the last few days alone?

Through your eyes, write your name next to your father.

Two of the four, Mr. Melissa and Mr. Etchey.

Pass the other two to your father.

"You're going to need a magic box just for the contract."

Your father's words catch my face.

I do have a collection of sheets that are likely to require a dedicated bin.

"When this matter is resolved, shall we look?

"Right. We need to talk about what we're going to do."

The air that I knew a little about your father's words tightens.

Even so, it's not dark air as it was earlier.

"Ginal, you said earlier you had something to worry about. What?

When your father saw Mr. Ginal, he pointed his gaze at the captain sleeping in bed.

"Rumor has it that the captain and Gilmouth are fighting. I knew I couldn't move because I was released from surgery and I had confirmed about the captain when I looked into this village again. So I was concerned about the rumor and asked a little bit more about it, and it was about two days ago that some witnesses were there. I heard about the witness, but that's very vague. Whoever you come to, you have witnesses, but you don't remember those witnesses. That's one of the things that bothered me."

Two days ago?

I should have checked about 5 days ago.

You're saying there's already been a rumor that's different than when I looked into it?

Witnesses to a fight that isn't even there.

But I can't get any information on that witness.

That's disgusting, isn't it?

"Is there anything else?

"Do you know the rumor that 'there are people carrying bodies at night'?

Mr. Nargas smiles bitterly at Mr. Ginal's words.

"Is that a rumor that a witness who saw someone throwing trash away unjustly could have misunderstood?

Mr. Pial is nodding, "Yes, it is."

I heard the rumor, too, and nodded because it was the same conclusion as Mr Nargas.

"But there were rumors that the body had been found, that there were other missing women,"

"" "" "" Huh?

Following the fight, there were rumors about this one?

When I heard the rumor, one of the women I was talking to looked into it and said there were no missing persons.

I couldn't feel a lie from that woman's talk.

The more rumors spread, the more things change from the beginning, but this is too different, isn't it?

Did someone intentionally change it?

"What about credibility?

"After a detailed examination, I think you can decide that they are both lies. But if you look it up, you'll see soon enough. I don't see how you flushed that lie. So I care."

That's right.

Rumors of the captains fighting and carrying corpses are both immediately considered lies.

Well, I guess that's only when you're not embedded in surgery.

"I see you're confident in the magic team."

A few people tilt their necks at my words.

"'Cause you wouldn't suspect any rumors unless they freed you from surgery, would you? If you don't doubt it, I won't look into it."

"I see. You don't think they're going to free you from magic?"

Mr Fische showed understanding in my words.

Your father is nodding too.

"It's still the magic team."

Mr. Garritt gives a tired look.

"Didn't you find it?

Mr. Garritt nods powerlessly at Mr. Early's words.

"I'm sorry. I looked for a few stars, but there was no place for magic items to react."

When Mr. Ginal bows his head to everyone, Mr. Fische and Mr. Garritt also bow their heads.

"Keep your head up! You don't have to."

When Mr. Pial screams in panic, Mr. Ginal and the others lift their heads.

"Thanks"

"No."

Mr. Pial gave Ginal a somewhat happy look when he was thanked.

Is it possible you're a fan of Mr. Ginal?

Nevertheless, the more information we gather, the less enemies we can see.

Really creepy.

"Let's just do what we can."

To your father's words, everyone will list in turn what to do to snort.

"I'll check. You're looking for the source of the rumors at the same time as the magic team's investigation, right? And we're gonna find out if there's anybody who's not into it."

You haven't changed much.

Besides, do you have time for that?

"Um, do you have time?

"What's that supposed to mean?

Mr. Nargas asks, but he looks at me as if everyone thinks he is.

Could you possibly have forgotten?

"The demons are after this village, right? Besides, for a long time, people who fit into surgery are already in critical condition, right? I don't think I'll be able to take the time to look into it."

"Oh, you did."

The Ginars seem to have really forgotten, and Mr. Fische is leaning his neck.

Could I not always make this kind of mistake?

It was longer Mr. Ginal and the others who were embedded in the procedure than I was.

Maybe it has an impact.

"Then what are you gonna do?

Turn your gaze to Mr. Jaggi's inquiry.

Does he think a lot too, the look on his face is rude.

"Sol"

"Pefu?"

Speak up to Sol who was awake while he was talking.

You immediately look at me from your father's lap.

"There are still people who want to free themselves from the surgery, can you do your best?

"Peppy"

Good.

Sounds like you're okay yet.

"Ivy, what's this all about?

"Bring as many people as you can to this side."

I've thought about it a lot.

Information is still needed.

For that it is not enough in the present crowd.

"We don't have enough people to gather information, so we need to secure personnel for now"

That and the measures for demons that have already come to the side of the village will also be needed as soon as possible.

I thought about what to do and came up with the best way.

"Ciel, I need to ask you a favor."

"Ni?"

"Will you storm me as much as you want in the woods?

"Nya-yay."

"I see, anti monster?

Nodding at your father's words.

"Yes, if Adandala gets busted, we can buy some time."

If only the demons would stay away from the village at all.

And if you alert me to the existence of Adandala, you'll be able to buy time.

But you're worried you don't know who the demon is.

"Not a little. You'll make a lot of money. In the meantime, is this the solution to our problem?

"I wish I could."

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