I feel sorry for Mr. Gatekeeperâs worried face, but he melts the snow towards the dump.\n
Captain Tableau lent me the item, so I think I can get to the dump faster than I thought, but it still takes time.
Ciel and Sola were buried in the snow pleasantlyâŠâŠ no, Sola had been rescued by Ciel.
Flem is naturally resting in his bag.
Sol is rolling over the snow because it is light.
He seemed to realise that he could bury himself in the snow when he jumped, and he was rolling around in corn, but after a while he fluttered.
Apparently the thought turned and fell straight into the hole that Sola had made.
And Sol, too, had been rescued by Ciel.
Ultimately, Sola and Sol are stuck around Cielâs neck.
âAnd Cielâs a great jumper.â
Captains Tableau and the others nod at Mr. Druidâs words.
Even though I can bury it still in the snow, it pops out of the snow after a while.
Besides, do you even use some magic, your hair is not wet?
When I learned about Adandala in the book, it only said that magic could be used, and I didnât know what magic to use.
âMr. Druid. What kind of magic can Adandala use?
âNo, Iâm not familiar with that either. Do the Tableau captains know what it is?
âWe only know about as much as weâve learned in books, too. So you have no idea which magic youâre good at.â
âCiel, isnât it cold?
Iâm concerned about Cielâs health, which is buried in the snow.
but I havenât heard back.
Does this mean itâs not cold?
Because itâs buried in the snow, my voice sounds a little squeaky, but it seems to be fine.
Though melting with items, the amount of snow is high.
Just donât let your body get cold over time.
Turning his gaze to Mr. Druidâs screams, Sola hung over Mr. Druidâs sword handles.\n
Sounds like he was away from Ciel at some point.
Speak up, but donât try to keep your mouth off the sword.
Whatâs the matter with you?
I donât always do anything to get in the way.
âSola? Whoa! No, I wonât let you go.â
Deputy Piss received the snow-melting item that Mr. Druid had and began working on.
Given everything thatâs happened, itâs hard to think about Sola getting in the way.
Then it would mean that Mr. Druid was forced to stop working for another reason.
âMr. Druid, are you ill?
âNo, itâs no problem.â
See the sword that Sola is wearing.
âSora, do you have business with the sword?
To my words, I jump from my sword to Mr. Druidâs head.
Both Captain Tableau and Deputy Piss stop the work and look at this one.
Mr. Druid lifts up to the height in front of him with the sword he was lowering.
Everyone tilts their necks at Mr. Druidâs words.
It is a sword slightly different from normal but fitted with demonic stones.
I donât feel I need it now.
âWhat are you going to do with this?
To my words, Sola flies from Piong and Mr. Druidâs head to the sword.
In Mr. Druidâs words, without reacting, Sola rides over the part of the demonic stone that is fitted.
Then the demon stone glows flutteringly red.
âWhat is this?â \nâThis is what happens when you release the Demon Stone when you attack. Well, I wonât shine so beautifully.â
Jump on the demon stone as you ring to Captain Tableauâs words.
âAttack?⊠if we were to attack here, snow?
Sure, thereâs a ton of snow in front of me right now, and Iâm fighting to melt it, but that just wonât be there.
A reply came back to my words.
I get a little excited about how a sword can be used like that.
âMr. Druid, attack towards the snow, attack!
Looking forward to my voice, Mr. Druid rushes the sword out of his sheath for a moment.
Sola goes back over Piong and Mr. Druidâs head.
âWhat? Oh, what do you normally do?
âWhy donât you swing it down against the snow?
Thatâs about all I can think of.
I donât know how to attack using magic in the first place.
The Demon Stone looks like itâs glowing red, so the magic of fire?
An attack of fire⊠you donât know.
âSounds like Solaâs gonna be there for you, too.â
Mr. Druid waves his sword down on the snow with a bewildered look.
When I shook it down, the light went out of the demonic stone that was glowing red.
We all see the snow on the tip of the swordâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ nothing in particular happens.
âNothingâs going to happen.â
âRight. Itâs glowing red again.â
Mr. Druid puts a crease between his brows.
âAh! Snow, itâs melting!
I laugh bitterly at what I hear, Mr. Druid.
At first, various names popped up, but after a while it seemed to have been narrowed down by one person.
Thatâs Mr. Gilmouth, a former commercial guild.
âSounds like youâve been such a despicable person.â
I hope itâs a good divergence.
Arrived at the dump quite a bit earlier than originally planned.
The power of the Demon Stone is amazing.
âThank you. Itâs kind of refreshing.â
Captain Tableau gives the sword to Mr. Druid.
It does seem to have been quite divergent, and both Captain Tableau and Deputy Piss have a good expression.
I guess there are a lot of things that people who stand on top of you canât say to you.
In the meantime, letâs forget everything we just heard.
âWell, the snow above the dump is better for magic itemsâ
Items are placed on snow piled up in the dump by Captains Tableau and Piss, respectively.
After a while, the snow slowly melts.
When the garbage downstairs turned up, Sol jumped on top of the garbage that looked happy.
Iâm glad you did your best.
Captains Tableau and Piss speak out excited about the black magic that floats in the air.
Sol eating at great speed without worrying about that voice.
âI should have come to you a little soonerâ
âI have no choice. Letâs be careful next time, shall we?
I still want something to build up my magic as soon as possible.