Flowers for You, Magic for the Sky | Chapter 5

[healingbonds]

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Heathcliff: ....Mr. Faust. Did you hear all that....?

Faust: We use magic with our hearts. You are Shino’s master; you are the existence that sways Shino’s heart.
If you cannot accept Shino’s devotion, then you must express it clearly.

Heathcliff: ........

Faust: Because you will be the one who throws Shino’s magic off course when it matters the most. The more loyal the vassal, the more likely they are to follow their master’s will.
I know it’s hard. But you need to decide where your heart lies soon.

Heathcliff: ....What about you, Mr. Faust?

Faust: Me?

Heathcliff: I hear that Lennox was once your servant, Mr. Faust. Are you two still....

Faust: The past is long gone. A curseworker doesn’t need underlings. He has nothing to do with me now.

Heathcliff: ......

Faust: ....This may sound cold, but if you continue with such a half-hearted attitude, his life is at your mercy.
If you cannot take full responsibility for how Shino expends his life, then you must return his life to him.

Heathcliff: ....Even if it means making him mad? Even if he comes to hate me, and we fight and part ways?

Faust: ....That’s right.

Heathcliff: .......

Faust: He will understand one day.

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Chloe: It seems like everyone has a lot on their plate. I wanted to make new outfits to wear for the ceremony, but I didn’t feel like I could say that......

Rustica: I’m sure there’ll be chances in the future. Besides, I’m delighted we can wear the formal outfits you made for us once more, Chloe.

Chloe: Ehehe. I’m happy to hear that!

(Knock)

Chloe: Ah, it’s a guest.

Rustica: Let me get it.

(Door opening)

Snow: Chloe.

White: Chloe darling.

Rustica: Well, well, welcome and good day. Sir Snow, Sir White.

Chloe: Welcome! Snow, I heard you were hurt. Are you all right......?

Snow: I’m fine, but Mother......

Chloe: By Mother, do you mean the doll, your magic object? Could I take a look?

Rustica: Oh dear...... The hem of her dress is all torn up

White: Mother is aggrieved at her torn clothes. Chloe darling, could you make her some clothes?

Snow: If possible, I’d like to ask you to make matching attire for Father as well.

Chloe: Would you let me!? Of course I’d be delighted! How incredibly exciting!

Snow & White: Ya~y!

Snow: Thank you, Chloe.

Rustica: I’m looking forward to seeing what you make too. Isn’t it wonderful that you get to present new designs, Chloe?

Chloe: Yep! I wonder what kind of design would suit them! .....Oh, right!
Hey, Rustica. I’d like to go to the Central marketplace to conjure up a design!
I might get hit with inspiration by perusing the wonderful materials lined up in the shops and looking at what kinds of clothes the people are wearing!

Rustica: What a good idea. I’ll come along.

Chloe: Yay, thank you! Snow, White, I’ll do my best, so please look forward to it!

Snow & White: We will!

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Nero: ............
(Cyan...... I don’t want to think of her as one of the bad guys causing all that uproar, but......)
(Why does it even bother me so much? It’s all because I went and mentioned the umbrella of luck....)
(......The ring of luck...... I’m just repeating his words......)
(Brad’s......)

(Flashback)

Nero: ......Hah...... Hah...... I can’t go on anymore......
Please leave me behind...... I can’t drag you down with me......

Bradley: Cut out the nonsense, you tiny rookie. Here, this is the ring you picked up. You found something good.
This is the ring of luck. It’s the sun to those who hide in the shadows.
It’ll protect you no matter what. The ring won’t let its owner die.

Nero: ...... The ring of luck......

Bradley: That’s right.

Nero: Haha...... I’m glad...... If that’s so......
I’m giving it to you, Boss......

Bradley: ............

Nero: Please...... Make it back alive......

Bradley: You idiot. I don’t need anyone turning over their luck to me.

Nero: ............

Bradley: If you’re so set on putting that ring on my finger, then you better make it back alive, get down on your knee, and offer it to me.
A guy without any desire won’t cut it as a bandit. Live more greedily, and hold on tight to that life of yours. No matter who tries to pin the blame on you, I’ll forgive you.
Tell me that you don’t want to die. If not, tell me that you don’t want me to die.

Nero: ............ I don’t want you to die......

Bradley: Ahahahah! Well, we have to make it back alive then! Every time you find yourself in a life-or-death situation, I’m expecting you to come back and put that ring on me!

(End flashback)

Nero: ............

Bradley: Hey, that sure looks good.

Nero: Brad. Who the hell let you......
............
Don’t just stand there eating, take a seat and eat properly. I’ll serve it on a plate for you. You just came back from a mission, didn’t you?

Bradley: You’re being nice. Did something happen?

Nero: I’m being perfectly normal?

Bradley: Then I’ll take my time and enjoy it. Here goes.... Thank you for the food.

Nero: ............

Bradley: This is great! Meat really tastes especially good when you get to sit down and eat!

Nero: Haha. There shouldn't be any difference to the taste though.

Bradley: ......Chomp chomp......

Nero: ............ Hey...... Do you still remember?

Bradley: Huh?

Nero: That thing you used to wear all the time. The ring of luck......

Bradley: Fuck?

Nero: No, that’s not it. I’m talking about....
...........You know, the ring of luck......

Bradley: What’s fucking?

Nero: That’s not what I said..... You know, the.......
..........Luck........

Bradley: Fuck?

Nero: Shut up! Just forget it! You can keep fucking up all on your own then, you idiot!!

Bradley: What are you so mad about all of a sudden!? You’re the one that’s been fucking around this whole time though!? Whispering fuck, fuck to yourself like that......

Nero: That’s not what I said......! ........Geez, you’ve got food all over your mouth!

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Owen: ............
........Where am I?
Sir Knight’s room? Why am I here?
Tsk...... I can’t remember. That pisses me off.
I should get out of here. But his room sure is a mess. Do you never tidy up, Sir Knight?
.......This door. It’s all scratched up, like someone threw a chair at it over and over.......
Huh...... So even he can act violently like this. .......How ridiculous.

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Mitile: I’m not sleepy in the slightest because we fell asleep at such a strange hour.

Riquet: Me neither.

Mitile: The wind has gotten colder. I guess it’s time for us to stop talking on the rooftop.

Riquet: Okay. Mitile, thank you for the wonderful beehive. I love how sweet and wonderful it smells.

Mitile: You can make a honey-scented candle if you melt it down. Please use it for your lantern.

Riquet: Will it smell sweet when it burns?

Mitile: I’m sure it will! If you melt it with coloured wax, you can create marble patterns too.

Riquet: I want to try that.

Mitile: Let’s look for ingredients next time we go to the marketplace.

Riquet: Mitile. Did you see a giant monster in the Marsh of Epidemics?

Mitile: Ah...... Yes.

Riquet: Did it look strong? How big was the monster?

Mitile: It was really huge...... Just thinking about it makes me feel as good as invisible.

Riquet: Someday, I’d like to defeat a big monster with you.

Mitile: Y...... Yes, someday......

Riquet: ......Mitile? Do you have a stomachache?

Mitile: ............
......I guess Southern wizards don’t go around defeating giant monsters.
Dr. Figaro said so. He said people had things they were good and bad at. And since I’m not good at magic......
I shouldn’t force myself to dream of grand achievements like Shino from the East, or Prince Arthur.

Riquet: Why? I’m sure you could do it, Mitile.

Mitile: Riquet......

Riquet: You’re kind and pure, so I’m certain you’d be splendid at fighting. You should achieve even greater feats than Oz or Cain.

Mitile: You think I can?

Riquet: Yes.

Mitile: I-I’ll work hard.

Riquet: Ehehe. Yes! I’d like to make a green and yellow marbled pattern for the candle.
Because those colors remind me of us.

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