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Published at 1st of May 2021 10:46:57 AM


Chapter 353: 353

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It’s Mare. However, there is a woman who does not know about one person. Who? Honesty, appraisals do not work well either.

I guess he was following the Franc. Mears who ran into the room in a panic situation, looking at the figure of the lying Chiara, changes blood.

“Chiara master!”

“Chiara!”

It was Mare and Mianoa who first ran over. Regardless of Mare, I saw Mianoa’s so serious expression for the first time. Queena and Guennalfa who carried the unconscious Earth Lars are also disturbed.

And it seems that everyone saw the situation of Chiara and Fran and understand. Everyone sees Fran can use recovery magic. It is said that tears are shedding without fighting that franc.

“Franc, could you talk to Miya Chiara?”

Mia talks to the fran, while wetting his cheeks with tears falling down with two.

“The teacher of Chiara was concerned about you, perhaps, I think that a master without a family feels like you like you like a grandson.”

“… …. Gentle, cool, live freely”

“Yeah, it is a word that seems to be a master.”

Mia nods big after hearing the words of Fran.

“Hmm……”

“Freedom … because the teacher of Chiara was bothered by the dams king.”

Are you okay? I thought who it was, but probably the thing of the ancient Beast King. Although he was a slave who made Chiara a slave, as I thought, he was a grandfather ‘s honor for Mere.

“However, Chiara has a satisfying face”

Everyone nods in Mianoa’s words. Mianoa who was a maid of a maid, after all, the bond with Chiara was stronger than everyone else. Mears who understand it give way to Mianoa.

Frank is also. You probably noticed that you are not alone in mourning for the death of Chiara. Rising while scrubbing my eyes crying red with my hands.

“Thank you”

Mianoa attaches his knees and wipes the smear of the face of Chiara with a handkerchief.

“Chiara … I’m laughing … ….”

Yes, Chiara is laughing. Satisfied.

Perhaps, when releasing the last technique, Chia would have had little sense of whole body. Far from being unable to see zero slide, I think that my attack did not hit the battle and I did not know what was supplemented by my spirit.

Still, he told me I was satisfied with my farewell, and told Fran, I said goodbye with a smile. With a really satisfying expression. If I were destroyed now and it ended, will it end with a smile like that?

It impossible. I’m sure I will scratch it unsightly. I can not be satisfied with the fragments, I will hesitate to call the name of the france, we will regret it.

Chiara must have experienced various things for both good and bad things.

Talk with friends, neglect drinks, sometimes lick acidic acid, sludge muddy – no, no. I must have walked a life unimaginable to a young boy in his thirties who can not express it with such simple words at all.

And I believe that because of such life experience, I laughed and smiled like that. It is impossible for me now. I yearn for such a figure. I also want to accumulate experiences like laughing at the end. Along with Fran, I will always be there.

Therefore, it can not be broken in such a place. I try to self repair somehow, but I could not do anything because of a severe pain.

“But … …! ”

I wonder what has become of me.

While everyone surrounded Chiara, a mysterious woman who was outside one of the mosquito net came close to me.

It is a long woman with a silvery long hair wearing a white robe. The eyes are sharp, or it is bad with eyes. Maybe I am mad at being left alone? In case

I found muscle firmly attached to the body though it was thin. From being in such a place, it will not be just an ordinary woman.

The right eye of a long peep looking through the long forelock holds me firmly. what to do. It would not be an enemy that Mare brought us. However, it is troublesome if it is picked up by this woman and it is tried even with equipment.

it can not be helped. I wanted Fran Française to be a little closer to Chiara, but I could not get picked up silently.

“Hula … ….” …

(……Hmm?)

“This woman … ….”

Because the exhilaration at the time of battle has disappeared, I caught my pain and cleared. Still somehow I was able to ask for help from Fran.

Franc watched me with a woman and knew what I meant to say. While rushing up his tears, he rushed up and ran to me. And pick up me before a woman.

(Master …. Are you OK?

“Ah……”

That said, I could not wipe a strong discomfort. No matter what you try, the pain will run and self – repair will not start. There was no appearance that the magical power recovered all the way.

Will he be healed if the smith repaired him? No, I will be in trouble if I can not get better. You can not do anything as it is now. It is a difficult time for francs to lose the target person. I must be firm.

“That……”

Although it is my belongings, it seems that you understand that it is an unrepented act to take a sword off the eyes. You frown on a frank who spoke to a woman with a feeling that Franc just hesitates a little?

“Do you have that sword?”

“Hmm”

The woman remains in the top of the Buddha, asking Fran. It seems that the mood is still bad. Still, there seems to be a sort of discrimination not to complain about Mears crying.

“Okay, that sword, show me a little”

(Master?

Well, what shall I do. I do not care if I show it, but I do not know who this woman is. However, when I refuse it seems to be stubborn, it seems to be troublesome if that happens. In the first place, is my appraisal camouflage functioning now?

“You should look”

When I was suffering, Mia came over. From its talk, unexpectedly seems to be a superior person than Mare. Moreover, it is a tone that feels somewhere familiar.

“Alistair does not make it bad, Lind also regularly checked by Alistair.”

(Master, is it OK?)

“Ah”

Mare trusts so much, and refusing here makes me rude. Besides, who is the opponent who can maintain the sword sword? It must be a great blacksmith. I do not know why its great arm is here.

“Hmm”

“Oh, thanks.”

Both this tone and the top of the Buddha are strange as I think that it is a blacksmith. Rather, I even think that it is like a craftsman.

Alistair looks down on me frankly. The line of sight seems to be suitable for my collar and handle.

“After all, this design is … … but the shape of the pattern …. Can you look at it in a minute?”

“Hmm”

“Well, I will excuse … … Analysis eyes!”

I saw that magical powers took place in Alistair’s eyes. A strong magical power is concentrated in my eyes as much as it would shine in the dark.

And Alistair let out a misunderstanding of surprise.

“It’s quite a strict equipment registration … … No, this power is God’s residual … ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Is he a blacksmith? ”

“What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s not something to say out loud here. Will not you have a little time later?”

It seems that my ability, such as appraisal, has seen my status. Moreover, it may have been said that it was intelligence · weapon to see the reaction now.

“Besides, the magic circuit is staggered, and it is dangerous to restore properly as it is”

“What do you do, really?”

“Wait a moment … … I will touch you?”

“Hmm”

The word of confirmation now, surely speaking to me. It is totally intelligence · weapon.

Alistair touched my handle softly with a thin fingertip, and began to run a little magical power from there. However, there is no disagreeable feeling at all. It was rather warm magical power and I felt it was pleasant. It may be close to when the blacksmith is undergoing maintenance.

“Ah……”

I wonder if the feeling of healing is close to this. You can see that something is healed in your deep part.

Still self repair will not work. Was not he healing such an effect, was my damage so serious so much? However, this Alistair woman can be trusted.

Choroy, whilst thinking so, for some reason. I wonder if it was a type that would go with a collision if it got a little kind when being hurt?

(Master?

“I’m fine”

I feel that pain when using my mind has decreased. No, I do not feel like it but I am definitely decreasing. Thanks to Alistair. Who on earth are they?

“I got an emergency allowance … If I do not push my hardship, it will not be anything worse any longer, but absolutely there will be no battle until I heal it.”

“Well, will you heal properly?”

“Of course, there are no weapons that I can not fix.”

“Is it true?”

“Oh, leave it to me”

“Yeah … that’s good … …!”

Immediately after hearing the words of Alistair, Franc grabbed my handle and breathed out as “ho”. And let ‘s shed large tears.

I lost Chiara and I seemed to be feeling sick. Surely, I could not deny my sinister thoughts, I wondered how much I was anxious. I could not even notice because of a cup full of myself. You ought to put it down in a loud voice.

“Fran, sorry. Let me worry. ”

(No … well … Good, but …)




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