Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore 389 388. Cinema Of Night And Sweet Dreams

A few days after returning to the king's city from the expedition, Dolino ca to a certain section enclosed by a ridge, south of the king's capital.

Flower streets - Ordine flowers, kingdom vices, adult playgrounds.

It was still crowded with many people tonight.

Taverns serving various types of sake, stages of songs and dances throughout the night, shops where you can gamble with dice and cards up to a certain amount of money, and shops where n and won in gorgeous outfits drink--

At the end of the narrow building, the light of the magic lantern swayed brightly.

Talk to the guests, laughter from the store, and the voices of people who seem to be quarrelling sowhere.

They mingled and sounded like distinct singing voices.

Those who go in and out are mixed with those who wear masks.

Since hanazono no longer has carriages in the evening, nobles, known rchants with faces, and those who want to hide their identities often wear masks in front of the blocks.

Dorino also wore a black mask just for his eyes.

This is because there is a possibility that the aristocrats will beco aristocratic, so they will not be able to grab the custor's arm.

Then, without turning to the shops lining up on the left and right, I went down the road quickly.

Behind the Hanazono, a large four-story hall with magic lanterns that shine pale red light at the ends of the hall was lined up at equal intervals.

The Hall of the Nocturnal Darkness - This is a shop that has a reputation for a bit of good wine, good food, and good listening and talking.

Shishiku is a group of people who drink from ti to ti and spend the night together.

In the evening hall, there are both n's and won's drinkers, and there is a certain range in age.

When I removed the mask in front of the entrance, one of the doors opened the door.

Dolinos walked into it with his familiar footsteps.

On the first floor, there is a reception desk and a spacious room without a door. It's a place where people can enjoy drinks, food, and conversation.

There was still a buzzing laughter from the back today.

"Welco to the Hall of Night and Darkness." I've been waiting for you. "

Standing in front of the reception counter, I was often smiled at by the usual n.

I can only co twice a month, but I rember because of every reservation.

"The promisee is in the room. Would you like so food and alcohol?"

"It's up to you, just let her do what she likes."

Put one gold and three silver coins on the tray.

The man replied that he did not look at the coin on the desk and accepted it.

The Knights of the Royal Castle's monster crusade was well paid.

In addition, Red Armor (Scarlet Armor) adds a gold coin as a danger bonus.

Still, this Midnight House isn't a casual place to co to.

It's a lot more expensive than other shisha shops.

But there is a reason for this.

It's expensive because there are people who are good at talking and listening--that's what I'm complaining about.

In fact, there is no talk from the drinkers here.

It seems that he has made such a contract by magic that he never leaks what he has been told by his custors to anyone else.

Dolino was taught about it by a senior mber of the Monster Crusade.

Therefore, nobles, rchants, and those who cannot say what they want to say, but cannot say what they want to say around them, are often used by custors for such reasons.

Dolino goes up the stairs with the young guide to the top four floors.

The drinkers who pass by on the stairs are gorgeous outfits for both n and won, and each of them is beautiful.

However, Dolino only spends ti with one woman in this shop.

"That's fine." I think she was much more drunk when she went down the stairs, so please accompany her. "

"Thank you, I appreciate your concern."

The bowed guide quickly went down the stairs.

When I went up to the third floor, there was a man with no footprints. I think it might be drinking from the outfit, but I think I drank too much from the strong sll of alcohol.

I prayed that the Conductor would accompany before I rolled down the stairs.

The corridor above the second floor was dark in the darkness hall, and the faces of those who walked a little further away could only be seen blurry.

Nevertheless, Dolino got used to the night and headed to Fabiola's room.

The deepest door in the hallway was slightly opened - apparently it was covered with a custor.

That's why this month, three gold coins is fine, Fabiola.

Isn't that enough?

But six is too many.

"Well, if it's for you. I am as quick as I can work. Don't worry about Mayna."

"--Okay, I'll take it out of hand."

Fabiola's very friendly tone, her care, and the person to whom she gives the gold-

The back of my chest hurts.

I don't want to admit it the best, but maybe it's a "good friend" or her "good man" or sothing like that.

See you again, my voice echoes, and a man with chestnut hair cos out of the door.

When Dolino turns his back on the shirt, he pretends to fix the collar of the shirt in front of the next room.

Walking on his back, he went straight down the stairs.

Honestly, it's very difficult to get into Fabiola's room in this condition.

But sohow, I put myself in front of the door and put my finger on it, trying to knock.

At that mont, the door opened vigorously.

"Welco, Dolino!"

A blonde beauty laughs at her as if she had been waiting for her.

White skin like pottery, bright blue eyes, puffy lips colored with red lipstick. The blonde hair up to the waist is gracefully wavy, and every ti it moves, it slls of sweet flowers.

Dresses in the sa colour as lipsticks are simple, but they draw sensual lines thanks to their distinct style.

While leaving a girlish atmosphere sowhere, she is a beautiful adult woman.

Fabiola - All Dorino knows is his na.

I don't even know that na.

"Long ti no see. How are you, Fabiola?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Was Dolino busy?"

Oh, I was a little busy with the crusade of the Rocky Mountain Snake.

Thanks to all my black-haired friends, I was only able to dismantle it.

Iwayama Snake is a snake monster, isn't it? Don't you get caught up in it? "

Dolino enters the room, answering what Fabiola asks him.

I was already familiar with it, like a room in a luxury apartnt.

Unfamiliar is the bowl on the table. The green buds that are popping out are cute.

"A friend of mine who works at a florist gave a bulb." I don't know what's blooming, but it's a spring flower. "

Fabiola held the bowl with both hands and carried it to the top of the shelf near the wall.

I don't know what flower it is, but I think it's very important.

The bowl might have been sent by the man I saw earlier, I think.

"The friend who brought it to was a friend from the Transportation Guild before - didn't you miss him?" "Boy with chestnut hair"

"Ahh... there were people passing by, but I thought they were guests from a nearby room, so I didn't want to look them in the face."

I was told first that I wanted to not ask, and I let it go as far as I could.

Still, I managed to get back to you.

"I grew up in the sa ambulance. I collected donations from graduates for the renovation of the ergency hospital -- the rain was repaired with last year's donation, but the building itself is old, so the floor of the director's office flexes when I walk."

The words of the senior knight of the Monster Crusade ca back to her soft voice.

"There are many reasons such as having a sick family mber, debts for dicines, being from an ergency hospital, and needing to repair the hospital, and they are often made careless of money. Still, it's a common thing for soone else to suddenly disappear from a flower town."

Similar attention was received from others.

Still, Dolino takes her word for it.

I sat side by side in the chair in front of the table and closed the inner pocket of my jacket.

This is a donation to Fabiola-chan's ambulance hospital.

It's okay, Dolino-san?

Fabiola's blue eyes rounded off the gold offered.

With this gold coin, I might have been able to see you again this month.

I was thinking of inviting you to a restaurant on the pretext of eting outside the museum if possible.

I and Fabiola are custors and clerks.

A beautiful flower street princess who would be a knight of the Imperial Castle but also a commoner and nobleman.

Like Volff and Darya, it wasn't a cheerful relationship.

I'm prepared to give you advice.

But it's a different matter of whether or not you give up.

Stupid, no need to be fooled.

But there's nothing I can do about it - I like this guy.

"That hospital is like Fabiola-chan's parents' ho, right?" If that's the case, I'd like to support you. "

Thank you, Dolino!

Fabiola laughs like a flower.

Just seeing it in front of made think that Dolino was happy.

A knock echoes as I try to continue my conversation.

Fabiola ca out and put a wagon with liquor and food in the room.

Dolino quickly stands up, pulls the wagon, and helps with the al.

Fabiola then sits next to her and adds a red ale to her glass.

Dolino also poured a glass into her and toast to her daily good luck.

The main dish is a broiled salmon that is said to like Fabiola and served with lemon butter sauce.

The seafood and seasonal vegetables are fried, and the tomato pasta is very colourful.

Sowhere common, it may even be a match for Dolinos.

"Ah....."

I was eating while talking and the lemon butter sauce jumped.

When I tried to wipe my sleeve, I pulled out my pocket handkerchief.

But I don't want to get it dirty.

I was in a hurry to use the table napkin, and Fabiola wiped my sleeve when I noticed it.

You held my handkerchief, didn't you?

I'm a little embarrassed when she keeps grabbing my sleeve.

But I'm not supposed to be a kid to hide it here.

I'm not sure I can make a smile.

That's right, I got it from my beloved, so I keep it on my skin

Fabiola, who laughed at her, suddenly rembered Darya.

After the launch of the Armored Crab (Armored Club) expedition, everyone sympathized with the embroidery of a handkerchief from a woman in the flower street. She was the only one who told that.

Maybe you gave it to properly, didn't you?

I couldn't answer the small murmur, but that was my wish.

"Dolino-san, do you want to sew another one so you can use it?" Now put your na on the light blue handkerchief. "

"I'd be happy if you could sew it for ." If possible, in the na of Fabiola-chan. "

She opened her eyes a little, but she imdiately agreed.

I think my treasure will increase soon.

Is it better to only have a na or a full na?

"I'd prefer a full na. Speaking of which, I've never heard of it..."

Ask in disarray to avoid being turned down as a persistent guest.

"Fabiola Griev, who was a cook, was adopted on paper. If the work guarantor is an ambulance hospital, it may be treated lightly."

"Is that what this is about...... Fabiola-chan's na too?"

"My na is Doctor, and I'm the director of the hospital." It's a person with a deep attachnt to naming... Stefaña and Jestilis are very elaborate. I'm an easy person to wish for. "

It is quite an aristocratic naming.

But more than that, there was sothing that bothered .

What do you want to do?

"Fabio and Fabiola are often nad after Ordine." This na is often given to small children so that they can grow up strong. "

"That's the first ti you've heard of it."

"The dean told . When the Ordine Kingdom was founded, there was a secretary of state nad" Fabio Morteade ", and he was the longest-lived over a hundred years old when the country was founded. That's why when you're very small or weak at birth, you na it" Fabio "or" Fabiola "and pray that it grows big and strong."

Fabiola-chan, were you small when you were born?

"Maybe... I kept it to myself at the store, but when I was a child, I didn't get much to eat at ho and it was very small." The neighbors let the guard know and let go to the hospital - I don't rember the na, so the dean gave the na "Fabiola" so that I could grow up strong and strong. "

Fabiola told a bitter story.

Your prone eyes are too deep blue - you don't know what to say.

When she noticed her gaze, she smiled in a panic.

It's okay. I ate it properly at the hospital, and I'm happy that I can still eat as much as I like every day.

The standard of happiness is too low.

He wants to make himself really happy anyway - he seems to be getting drunk fast today.

"Um, how's the house now?" If you have any problems, please let know. "

"Thank you for your concern. But there's no one there anymore. While I was in the ambulance, my father and mother died of the flu."

"I see..."

"I'm sorry I told you this. It's not easy to heal custors, but to complain to Dolino-san."

"--Thank you very much, Miss Fabiola."

When Dolino adjusted her tone, she burst out like a child.

I t Fabiola the year Dolino joined the Knights of the Royal Castle.

When downtown Dolino decided to join the Knights of the Royal Castle, the family gathered relatives and neighbors to celebrate.

The dining room of the house, which was not that large, was packed, and Dolino was being pulled around.

"The Knights of the Royal Castle are amazing!" Well done! "

He laughed back at his uncle, who laughed as he slapped his back, and he was checking the rest of the wine on the table.

There, an old man from the neighborhood with a lot of booze ca with a red face.

"I knew it, Dolino. I thought you were the only one with a different color."

"How's it going?

I returned it in a questionable tone, but I knew what it ant.

My brother and I have blue hair. It's not as dark as I am.

And I'm the only one with that amount of magic power and body strengthening.

My family had water magic or physical strengthening with weak magic power, but there was no ice magic.

Dolino thought of himself as a 'return of the ancestors'.

Because there are theories that if ancestors have strong magic, they may resemble each other across generations.

Still, it's been said behind the scenes.

Before Dolino was born, her mother had gone to her parents' house outside the capital many tis to take care of her grandmother.

After that, Dolino was born with different hair colors and high magic power.

Jealousy and jealousy spread rumors of no roots and no leaves.

"After all, it's magic power. It's because of your real father, isn't it?"

Oh, it's depressing.

I want to strengthen my body and rip off one of my arms, but I don't want to shake my life because of this idiot.

Dolino clenched his fists as he put the dishes from the table in front of the man on the chairs one after the other.

"Now that I'm part of the Knights of the Royal Castle, if I'm told such a bad joke again, I'll do this to the other party."

Dolino smiled and broke the table in four.

From that day on, there was no one who disobeyed her mother in the presence of Dolino.

The celebration ended with a return to the original atmosphere, but I began to think about it.

My mother has the personality to say it back, but it must still be troubleso.

My father is silent, and he doesn't yell at my mother.

The drunkard has an arm that grabs his head and throws him out, so if he goes over his head, his hand will co out first.

At that ti, what I heard in the Imperial Castle was that there was a way for the nobles to tell or write and prove the truth only by contract magic.

When I heard that there was not only a business relationship, but also witness proof and proof of infidelity, I thought that was it.

After saving a few months' salary, Dolino had a senior knight write him a letter of introduction to the temple.

When I told my mother that there was a "true and false judgnt" of the temple, I was most concerned about the amount.

Dolino lied that it could be cheap because of the squad, but I think it was broken.

My father was with on the day of the authenticity test.

In the temple, a silver-collar guru cast magic on her mother, who denied her infidelity on the spot, and then answered that Dolino was not adopted.

Another guru made a parchnt docunt that seed expensive.

The ti it took was about two laps around the training ground of the Monster Crusade.

It is a secret that I was impressed that the temple was more profitable than the dining room.

When the three of them ca to the stable of the temple, Dolino thought it was sunny.

The next ti you say sothing loud, you can totally deny it.

If you deny the proof of the temple, you will not only lose access to the temple, but you will also be scared of many things even if you damage the honor of the temple.

"My dad and my mom, next ti you say sothing stupid, you can pull it off."

"No, Dolino, this jar doesn't look expensive in leather."

I received a very motherly complint.

As the two of them laughed at each other, my father nervously moved his lips.

"... I've been worried..."

Squeezing the sound, Dolino repeated the sound of breaking inside.

Either you didn't believe my mother, or you didn't think I was your son - but you couldn't tell anything about my mother's smile.

Since I have an appointnt with a friend, I smiled and broke up with the couple in the stable of the temple.

The blue sky looked cloudy.

I don't want to see anyone I know.

I entered the flower town for the first ti in my life, trying to forget it by drinking in the most beautiful places.

Then, I rembered the mansion of the night, as Senpai had said, and pointed my legs.

Of the few who were present, I wished for the first blonde who smiled at .

That's Fabiola.

No matter what I said here, I didn't leak it to anyone, and above all, I was relieved.

Dolino told her what had happened as he poured the wine in like water.

I was born in downtown, but I entered the high school with magic power and joined the monster crusade of the Royal Castle Knights.

The fact that my mother was suspected of being unfaithful and brought to her head, and that she made a true and false appraisal in the temple--

The dressed-up story one day turned into a foolish whine and finally turned into a mourning.

Fabiola, who was listening next to , occasionally nodded and poured wine into her glass.

Soon it turned into water, and Dolino returned to .

Towards the younger woman, I feel like a young wasted child.

Even as I was embarrassed, I raised my face, and my beautiful blue eyes were staring at .

You've worked so hard, Mr. Dolino.

Poor or terrible, she told that she had done her best.

Oh, well done.

I tried since I was a child.

If you go to high school, you may be convinced that it's an ancestral return once in a while.

If you join the Knights of the Imperial Castle, you may know that it was due to your efforts.

If you don't say anything, while you're in the sa family as your father, mother, and brothers, you won't freeze with just one ice magic ─ ─

As a result of that thought, I beca aware of the unlting ice.

"Dolino-san really did his best..."

I wrapped my cold cheek with warm fingers and was drawn to it.

That evening, Dolino cried thoughtfully in Fabiola's chest.

I don't have to count how many tis I've co to this room since then.

At first, I often complained about the strength of my training and the persistence of the monsters of the Crusade, but now I have more fun talking about it.

Outside the capital, she listens with her eyes shining as she talks about the flowers of the adow, the cleanliness of the wheat field on one side, and the cushion squirrel on the other.

Ti and purses allowed to co here, but I was often interrupted by a sudden monster crusade.

I hope the next appointnt doesn't overlap with the arrival of the monsters-thinking so, Dolino stands up to go ho.

There, Fabiola brought a black cloth bag.

"Yes, this is the spring-sumr sewing back. I'm sorry, I only have two stitches yet..."

No, thanks for both!

Inside the bag is a dark grey undershirt. A golden thread that looks like blonde hair on its back.

The sewn-up letter is Fabiola's na.

As I was told by my senior officers, it's probably the embroiderer who stabbed when I was ready to sell - but I still have all the aning I can get from her.

"Fabiola is really good at embroidery." If I wear this, I feel like I can win a series of battles against monsters. "

"I would be very happy if you could say that." I'll sew it up again by the next ti. With a handkerchief. "

The smile on my face is indescribably beautiful.

It is unlikely that a human being would realize that he is dreaming and that it is a dream.

If you wake up from a dream, you will often forget the dream itself.

I know Dolino.

I'm in a half-dream now.

Even if I wake up one day, I'll never forget it--a sweet dream like that.