I saw a giant body move picklessly as creepy magic gushed up to cover Mr. Sarpent.\n
âI feel like Iâm moving now.â
A little closer to taking a closer look, something gray will cover Mr. Sarpent and hide him.
âWhatâs this? Magic?â
There shouldnât be any color in the magic, but I felt the magic of stabbing my skin gained strength from when this appeared.
In the meantime, Iâll move to see if thereâs anywhere I can see Mr. Sarpent at all.
Looking at the whole thing, I found a place that was just a little gray.
Go to that place and stare at whatâs going on inside.
Then I noticed that Mr. Sarpentâs eyes were open.
âMr. Druid, your eyes are open.â
âIs that true? But what is this creepy thing? I feel like magic, but Iâve never heard of colors.â
Mr. Druid also seems to feel that something of this gray is magic.
Disgusting magic that stings your skin.
It looks like itâs gushing from Mr. Sarpent, but itâs not Mr. Sarpentâs magic.
His magic was warm and not such a cold, unpleasant magic.
A scream that accidentally caused pain was heard from nearby.
I look at him for a moment wondering if something had happened to Mr. Druid, but he was looking at me too.
The moment I decide not, I see Mr. Sarpent.
Itâs hard to see with something gray, but I found myself suffering with my body floating a little and rocking left and right.
The thrill and anxiety push.
I have no idea what to do.
Never heard of Cielâs voice echo in the cave.
At the next moment, I could see Cielâs magic filling the cave.\n
My head flutters to too dark a magic, and I sit down, but I manage to turn my gaze to Ciel.
There was Ciel, who was reversing his hair and revealing his anger toward Mr. Sarpent.
After a while something grey disappears more and more.
At the same time, the unpleasant magic that stabbed my skin disappeared.
Was something gray still magic?
When it all disappears, Mr. Sarpent collapses to the ground and Pickle stops moving.
I want to get close to Mr. Sarpent, but I canât help my legs.
âHeh, that was amazing magic. Ivy, are you okay?
âThatâs what I canât stand for.â
âMy body must have reacted with rejection to the powerful magic. My legs are cracked, too. Itâs dangerous, just sit there and wait for me to calm down.â
Mr. Druid slowly approaches Mr. Sarpent.
Now there was nothing to stop Sora either.
My voice will plunder a little.
Mr. Druid puts his hand gently against Mr. Sarpent and closes his eyes.
After a while he smiled at me.
âItâs okay, he seems weak, but heâs breathing.â
Strength falls out of your whole body.
When you turn your gaze softly to the ground, something catches your eye.
âMr. Druid, at your feet! Itâs a magic formation!
Mr. Druidâs gaze looks down.
When I checked the magic formation, too, I realized I was on top of the magic formation, too.
âThatâs a pretty gigantic magic formation. Is this what you found that creepy magic?
It rings so that Ciel can cling to Mr. Druidâs voice.
Could he have known? \nâCiel, did you know that Mr. Sarpent was being caught here?
âDid you feel that creepy magic?
âThatâs awesome, Ciel. I canât believe you noticed the magic behind these woods.â
Were you acting strange because you noticed that creepy magic?
Itâs good to know what caused it.
âWhatâs wrong with you?
Whoa, I can move my legs.
I guess itâs time to get up.
Yeah, you canât just leave someone with this kind of magic formation behind, can you?
Itâs unclear who has anything to do with it.
And Iâm worried about that creepy magic.
âHmm, do you rely on Captain Tableau?
I guess thatâs the best.
Iâm the head of the vigilante.
âEven though itâs a lot of trouble, youâre annoying meâ
âWell, I have no choice. Because Iâm the captain.â
Sure, I need a report because itâs a problem in this village, but Iâm willing to rely on someone whoâs busy working.
All I can think of is Mr. Pliagilmuth, but I donât know him very well, and heâll be busy.
I knew it was going to be Mr. Tableau.
\nâWhat about that demon stone?
âItâs a demonic stone made by Flem.â
âYeah, it was a beautiful demon stone mixed with silver in water.â
From Mr. Druidâs condition, Flem realizes he has made another rather rare demonic stone.
When Mr. Druid tried to say something, Mr. Sarpent was wrapped in a beautiful light of water and silver.
I feel magic in its light as I did earlier, but unlike earlier, I felt warmth in its magic.
I just see that magic disappear sooo much.
âAh, uh, whatâs that now?
I can hear Mr. Druidâs confused voice but I donât know how to answer it.
For nowâŚâŚ I wonder what.
A little confused for the two of us, Mr. Sarpentâs body, which was falling in, lifted.
âMr. Sarpent, are you okay?
Speaking up, I could see the flutter and Mr. Sarpentâs magic spread.
And the magic disappears sooo much.
I tilt my neck, not knowing what happened, and I look at Mr. Sarpent.
Then thereâs Mr. Sarpentâs face in front of me.
âWow, Iâm surprisedâ
When I stared at him, he licked his cheek with his tongue all the way to.
âYouâre nostalgic.â
To Mr. Druidâs word, after all? I think.
Iâm happy to be missed⌠but my cheeks are fine.