(EP-313.1) Afterstory of the South #3
313 – Afterstory °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° of the South Wall #3
In the days since I fell beyond the wall, I had spent a considerable amount of ti with Stella, working together on various things and becoming more in sync.
But from Mirna’s perspective, she might wonder, ‘When did these two beco so close?’
The thought of having to explain this myself made quite nervous. I could pretty much guess how Mirna would react. She would definitely get very angry.
“Let’s go inside first. You must have been tired from coming all this way.”
Hwik-.
With that, Mirna turned and briskly walked through Sandora’s gates.
Should I not go inside and just go back over the wall? It was a joke, of course, but I felt a lot of psychological pressure.
However, the mont I passed through the gates, all other thoughts vanished.
The ruined cityscape disoriented my eyes. As I stood there dazed, Marmar, who had Yingying on her head, explained.
“After comrade fell, the wyvern went on a rampage here! It was terrible!”
How much of a rampage had to happen to tear off the roofs of stone buildings?
“Eek...! Wyvern...! Scary...!”
Imp Tartar looked up at the sky with her tail trembling, perhaps rembering what had happened at that ti. It was like a erkat afraid of eagles.
“It was a very imp-phobic winged lizard...!”
Eventually, the heavily injured wyvern was said to have flown far north. Since it had been hit by my high rank magic ‘Star Slayer’, it wouldn’t be strange if it had died sowhere.
━Hey, put up a sign over there.
━Hand that hamr under there.
Bump, tick, bang, bang.
Hamring noise echoed everywhere. The city, already busy preparing for the tournant, had now suffered an untily attack by the wyvern. It was understandable.
Could we still proceed with the tournant at this rate? We’d have to wait for the carrier pigeon’s reply from the palace before deciding on our next steps.
While waiting for that reply, we decided to take so ti to rest and recover from the journey in Sandora.
* * *
Ti on a day off often seed to slip by without notice—just like that, it’d already been two days since we returned to Sandora.
I was a bit shocked. All I’d done was eat, rest, and wash up, yet sohow two full days had passed.
Perhaps it was because life within the walls was so leisurely compared to the battles I had fought beyond the wall? Ti seed to pass much faster.
That must be it.
Currently, Sandora’s park was in front of .
On the sunny, wide lawn, I watched the imps play with Professor Balan as she stumbled around blindfolded with a cloth over her eyes. She was reaching out aimlessly, trying to catch them.
Clap, clap, clap.
The imps clapped, leading Professor Balan around in circles.
“I’ll... catch you all... you little imps, haha.”
“I, Tartar, am over here...!”
At last, Balan grabbed the arm of an imp with orange hair. The surrounding imps burst into laughter.
“Oh no—! Our great comrade Marmar has been caught again—!”
“Why is it always ?”
As Marmar tilted her head in confusion, Balan pulled off the blindfold with a sly grin on her face.
“G-Great imp. They’re quite rare to see these days. Fufu, great imps have tails that shimr in the dark and possess quite a few unique talents...”
“Comrade! This professor is strange!”
“But a great i-imp without horns? Even I, Balan de Sabrnak, have never seen such a thing. How about letting borrow a tail...?”
“... I’m not giving you my tail! My diamond-shaped tail is rare!”
It was all very noisy.
And peaceful.
I wish these days could go on forever.
However, with the tournant less than a week away, soldiers stationed in the south and warriors from the church were steadily gathering here in Sandora.
This tranquility likely wouldn’t last much longer.
“Theo-kun, your face is red. Are you sure you don’t still have a fever?”
Seuk.
Just then, soone placed a hand on my forehead as I rested under the parasol.
I snapped to attention at the cool touch and turned to see Stella looking at with a rather worried expression.
“It doesn’t seem like you have a fever, but just in case, would you like to take so fever-reducing potion? This one is actually sweet and easy to drink. It’s nothing like the tree bark you tasted beyond the wall.”
Pop.
Stella uncorked the potion bottle, and held it to my mouth, making swallow the red liquid inside.
Gulp, gulp.
I was a little nervous because it was dicine, but it was surprisingly sweet—like strawberry. When I finally finished every last drop, Stella said brightly.
“Good job drinking it all!”
Pat pat-. She even reached up and patted my head.
I felt pretty embarrassed by the whole process. She was treating like a child, coaxing and comforting . It was hardly a dignified situation.
And the problem was that we weren’t alone here. Mirna, who had been watching the scene unfold with growing restraint, finally couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Professor Stella, Sir Theo isn’t five years old. He can drink a potion on his own.”
“Oh, you’ve got so dust on you too. You’re really good at your work, but you’re as clumsy as a child when it cos to taking care of yourself.”
“... Are you even listening to ?”
Clearly, Mirna didn’t appreciate Stella doting on like a big sister or mother. I was caught in the middle of it all, feeling terribly uneasy.
It was only natural that things hadn’t been resolved between Mirna and Stella yet.
It’d been about two days since we arrived in Sandora. I wanted to talk about many things, but I couldn’t find a good opportunity. I should have made ti for it sohow.
While everyone else was running around in the park, the three of us were seated under the parasol.
Since the thought occurred to , I decided to speak up now.
“Lady Mirna, you ntioned wanting to hear about what we saw and experienced beyond the wall. I’ll tell you everything now, slowly.”
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