That was all Gaold showed interest in Flew.

Flew looked at him sadly.

Crying, pouring tears and snot, shouting that I respect you.�She was her biggest courage in her entire life.�But she did not seem to arouse any emotion in Garold.�No, maybe she had already been erased from her memory.

�Flu.�

Gando put his hand on Fleur�s shoulder and said.

�I won�t take Sirone.�

�Oh, no.�Of course I have to.�

�Men are heavy.�If you go up to the first floor, you can�t even use magic.�

Gando went into the bunker, put Sirone�s arm on her, and lifted her up.�Then he skillfully turned his body back and put him on his back.

Gando�s voice reached Fleur�s ears after watching for a long time.

�That was great, Fleur.�

It didn�t take long for Gando�s words to be understood in his head.�A thin smile was engraved on Fleur�s lips as she looked at Gando with teary eyes.

�thank you.�

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Sirone opened her eyes.�Her head throbbed for a moment, but then she felt refreshed.

The place where he was lying was the recovery room of the Magic Association.�The capsule, large enough for one adult, had a glass ceiling and soft cushions.

Sirone blinked a few times before the glass ceiling swung to the side.�Flew�s shabby face came through the narrow field of vision.

�how is it?�Are you okay?�

�Ah yes.�What happened?�

�I lost consciousness in the bunker.�It�s because you cast magic forcibly.�From next time, increase the density even if it means reducing the spirit zone.�It will prevent brain overload.�

Fleur�s voice was softer than before.�It was awkward for her as a sirone, but she didn�t show it because she read the sadness in her eyes.

�thank you.�

Sirone raised his upper body.

The same capsules as the one he had been lying on were lined up.�Most of the glass ceilings were open, but someone was sleeping in a corner.

Flew turned to him and said.

�It�s a duty officer.�Sleep capsules increase mental activity.�Don�t push yourself too hard though.�It is not omnipotent.�

Sirone got out of the capsule and stretched.�Her head was clear as if she had been in a deep sleep.

�How much time has passed?�

�2 hours.�Surprisingly quick recovery.�I was expecting about six hours.�

Sirone, confident in her mental endurance, satisfactorily warmed up.�Then he slowly turned his gaze to look at Fleur.�Unlike a few hours ago, I felt a strange sense of distance. JrNovels.com