Chapter 353 Alistair (1/2)
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?”