105 Exile 2 (1/2)
Mmm-hmm? Aren't you able to do this? This is called ”healing” magic, right?
Aren't I supposed to use healing magic?
I was glad to finally be able to use magic like a human being. And that heals you? Restoration? I guess that means magic.
I did it! I'm finally alone! Suitability found! You can do it, kid!
I tried several other plants just in case, but all of them were so successful.
It also felt like it could be applied in animals. Unfortunately, there was no confirmation because there were no weak animals or humans, but somehow I could imagine that it would look the same in this sense.
I was delighted and quickly returned to my usual room and reported this to the great magician.
”I have restored the broken flowers! I can use healing magic!
The face of the great magician when I heard the words.
He turned pale, opened his eyes in astonishment, and screamed.
”How rude to the Virgin! It's magic just for the Virgin. But there's already another” Predicted Virgin ”! That's a lie after you know it! I can't forgive you!
Mm-hmm!?
And then what happened?
How I was deported to a remote place.
Apparently, only the Virgin can use such great healing magic, and I later learned that there was only one Virgin in this country for a long time. Besides, I didn't look anywhere this time, so I finally put a lot of effort into summoning you. It seems unlikely that there will be two precious ”saints” who will finally show up after so much trouble.
But, but... I'm also a summoned alien, maybe a saint, right?
I don't see a name tag on a person like that beard, but I summoned it from the same world, so the other abilities might be the same.
How about you call me a liar without even proving your declared abilities?
I've been thinking about it lately, but aren't those royal palaces a little over-headed?
I hope there were two Virgins. I wanted to be a little gentle from around me. That's all I had.
But it turns out I suddenly said I was a saint, and that came into the ear of the Virgin Jaime, and as a result,
”You want to keep me away from you until you tell me such a lie! I'm sure she can't allow me to be happy. It has been so for a long time. I thought I was a friend... sad! This malice I always felt must have been hers. She must resent me because I was a saint, not herself. It's not my fault she's not a saint... As long as she is in the royal palace, she will surely continue to lie that she is a saint. What happens to this country if people around you believe it? I just want to protect you and this country.”
You said something about crying at the prince.