Chapter 9 of 9
Chapter 9
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“Since the saint protected at the national level is said to “cause miracles,” I will anticipate natural disasters in advance and evacuate residents, predict wars, and prepare for the country. Isn’t it necessary to do that?”
“Well”
“Surely……”
“To be clear, I don’t feel like I can make such a disaster forecast!”
“Umu”
“I don’t want to be called ‘Zannen Saint’!” (ざんねん聖女)
“Zannen Saint…”
“Yeah….Isn’t it going to be reported to the country after a while?”
In this way, there is little evidence that she is a saint in the present situation, and her prediction dream may be a coincidence! I don’t want to be called ‘Zannen Saint’! The claim was somehow accepted and the report to the country would be made after seeing the situation, and I feel relieved.
By the way, if a person who seems to be a “Saint” is found as a general common sense, the nation must protect it promptly, so the people are required to report.
This is especially true for aristocrats with strong ties to the country. However, because I am not sure about the report to the country that I may be a saint, I raised Tana for the time being. After that, my magical power became stronger and stronger.
One day, I heard a loud noise like something fell from the corridor. I rushed to find out that my mother was lying down on the stairs and fell down.
“UU……”
“Mother!? What happened?”
“I slipped my feet on the stairs…it hurt!”
A mother woke up and tried to stand up, but in pain she frowned and crouched on the spot.
“Where does it hurt?”
“I hit my leg and arm.”
When I wrinkled the miken and raised the skirt of my dark green skirt by my mother, I was bleeding and bright red blood bleeding from the part that I struck when I fell down the stairs.
“Blood!”
“Oh, it’s okay. This much… Kuh!”
“Mother! Don’t overdo it!”
“This is… I think it’s better to see a doctor.”
“Wait, mother. May I be cured?”
Before, when I was reading a book of magic, I was also enthusiastically investigating recovery magic. As a test, I accidentally applied a healing magic to a wounded Nora cat, who was playing in the garden of my house, and healed a small wound safely.
It’s the first time I’ve tried it on humans, but it’s probably okay. With that in mind, when I applied recovery magic to my mother’s leg, the wound was completely covered.
“This is……?”
“Recovery magic! Well then, my arm! Mother, put out the arm of the injured one.”
“Yes…”
When the blood-bleeding arm that my mother gave out was subjected to recovery magic as before, the wound was instantly closed.
“I’m able to heal your wounds. Doesn’t it hurt anymore?”
“It doesn’t hurt… it’s completely cured.”
“I’m glad mother! You don’t have to call a doctor.”
The recovery magic was successful, and she smiled at her with a big smile, but she looked serious.
“Yes… but Serina.”
“Hmm?”
“Promise me that you won’t use healing magic in the public,”
“Huh? Why?”
“There are few people who have the ability to recover magic….”
“Wow! I understand. I’ll be careful.”
Nodding at what my mother meant. It is only a troublesome premonition to think that the suspicion of the saint may be made known to others that the healing magic can be used for the heather. I thanked my mother for the advice.
In spite of that, I also have the skill of recovery magic that only has few users, and I was scared that I might wake up to my prediction ability as a saint, but I had a prediction dream twice in a short period of time. Like it was a lie, I never dreamed another predictive dream, and I began to think that it was a coincidence.
I had dreamed about a predictive dream twice and the original high magical power, so I was once thought by my parents to be a 『Saint』, but after that I never dreamt a predictive dream. Therefore, it has not been reported to the government.
“In the first place, it seems that my magical power is higher than others, but I can’t make a “miracle”, and a dream that looks like 『future prediction』 only happened twice in my childhood…”
What’s more, the essential prediction dream is that the dream of 『Grandfather’s tight waist』and 『Grandmother’s dentures』 was dreamed.
“I’m not so thick on my vine so that I can say “I am a saint” with such a track record and go out with a doya look 1…”
It would be the worst if I could be recognized as a 『Saint』 and war between countries. Anyway, it is safe to aim for the average and to live in an unobtrusive way.
With that thought in mind, I grew up, and eventually, I decided to enroll in the Royal Academy, which the royal and aristocrats attend.
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