
(Vianne, can you hear me? It's Johannes. I want to become stronger for me and protect Giselle-tan. Will you lend me your strength to fight?)
(Sir Johannes..may I speak with your master?) Vianne.
“Because, Elias-san!” johannes said as he turned to Elias.
“...Do you want to talk to me?” Elias asked.
"That's it"
"I understand" Elias said, touching Johannes's shoulder.
“To talk to other people's spirits, you have to touch some other person's body parts.”
Elias then closed his eyes.
Johannes could not hear anything, not even Vianne's voice. However, in my mind, I could feel Vianne chatting with someone.
Finally, a few minutes later, Elias opened his eyes and removed Johannes's shoulders.
it looks like Vianne-san is worried that if you make her learn the technique now, it will burden your body, which does not know how to use magic power. You'll easily run out of magic power. , Dan"
“Hah!?!?” Johannes said.
"Me!? I don't seem to have that much magic power..."
"Yes. I heard from the measurement technician yesterday that Giselle-san has greater magical power. Well, Giselle-san is a medical witch."
“Can't you do something, Mr Elias?”
"Hmm, this is something you usually learn in school from elementary for a few years. It also improves the precision of your technique. Well, I can't say that."
(Should I lend you my strength?)
Then I heard a voice. John's surprised.
(You...maybe you're Goldon!?!?)
(Ah, right. Spirit of fire, Helios, Goldon)
(Does that mean you lend me your strength to help me fight?)
(Really, John!)
“Elias-kun!” johannes said as he grabbed Elias' arms.
"Goldon, I got a reply from Goldon...!! He said he would lend his strength to me in a fight!!"
"!!I see, it was true that fire spirits were for beginners, or rather, it was famous for being easy to use in battle! That's good."
"Yes!! I succeeded!!"
if so, let's start communicating with the fire spirits! Let's start by lighting a candle! How about we move to the cabin?'' Johannes said and went to Elias' cabin. I was taken away.
Around that time, after having breakfast and making small talk with Natasha, Giselle returned to her cabin. There are no medical magic lessons today.
`Onii-chan, I wonder if practicing spirit magic is okay~'' while lying on the bed.
"I think I'm going to go to the deck" I thought inwardly.
Two weeks have passed since Giselle and Johan boarded the ship.
Moments later, the ship was scheduled to arrive at a port in Gaul.
Vetril went well, with the wind blowing from the northwest.
There were also some storms.
And that day was a very big storm.
In the steering room, the captain, Lars, was instructing his crew, the vice-captain, Firman, to measure the ship's position precisely using chronometers and octane.
Meanwhile, Firman told the sailors to secure the cannons and various other objects while saying, `Safe it with a rope!''
“Thank the screen!!” vice-captain said, Firman. Sailors climbed the mast of the ship and folded the sail as instructed.
A spirit user, or witch, speaks to the wind spirit and tries to calm the storm, and several people work together.10 or more people chant spells to suppress the wind. Meanwhile, immediately fold the pole and lower the anchor.
The ship shook violently, and the cantera lights almost went out.
It was a lamp made of magic, so it would not go out...
`` Brother, you trembled once today, Gisele said. Oops, I said, almost fell out of bed in the darkness of the night.
`Giselle-tan, don't talk much, your tongue will bite, '' said Johannes.
We both took the seasickness medicine Natasha gave us, so we wouldn't get seasick, but the sea shook so much that we couldn't sleep.
“Are you guys okay?” At that moment, the door of their cabin was open.
Johannes barely crawled to the ground and approached the door, where he found Natasha. She's wearing a dress.
"Natasha-chan! Yeah, somehow. Thank you for stopping me from getting sick!!"
"It's okay" Natasha said.
`I guess the storm will end tonight. If anything happens, let me know immediately, Natasha said as she returned to her cabin.
Around noon, the clouds outside were still pitch-black, but Natasha came to their cabin.
`Come to the dining room, there is still more vibrating.'' There, Lanfranc—now she's a singer—song a song with her mandolin to entertain everyone in the caravan.''
"Interesting! Oops.." said Johannes.
“I want to go too, brother!”
"That's right!"
The three of us headed to the dining room, being careful of the strong vibrations and watching our steps.
There were more than 50 caravans there.
In the middle, Lanfranc, dressed in a bright costume, was singing with a mandolin.
a long time ago, there was a king in Thule.
To this king who will not change his vows
My sister has a golden cup
Leave me with mercy.
Great treasure and blessing, and,
Every time I dry it or sing it.
Every time I dry this cup
Tears are overflowing in my eyes.
King, on the day of his death,
Count the cities in the country
I gave it to my son, my heir, my son,
Do not keep the cup alone.
The king sat down and sang.
Samurai, march around you.
In a castle by the sea, by the,
The Great Hall where you remember your ancestors.
The old king wants a drink, please,
This is the fire of life.
The most valuable cup
The king can be thrown into the sea.
Falling and tilting, floating in the sea
I won't let him go until he drowns.
The king's down
I stopped drinking and stopped drinking. ”
And Lanfranc kept singing.
Everyone clapped their hands at the sound of the sad song.
“OK, Poet Lanfranc!!”
“OK, do more!” said everyone in the caravan.
Giselle stood still, as if fascinated by the content of the beautiful poem.
Lanfranc sings as the waves hit the hatch.
“...I am
I admire you
Oh you
Hugged me, hugged me,
Until my heart is full
If I kiss you.
You kissed me
It never stops! ”
Then the Lanfranc song ended.
Everyone applauded.