Sword of Daybreaker

in the southern part of mage, in the recently revealed “Philm Film Company”, Findy and the others are looking at the recruitment of skilled workers to assemble those incredible magic devices on the ground.

Elivin’s attention can’t stand to fall on a young girl in a pawn jacket, with a long arab hair and silence.

As far as he is aware, the girl came to work today, and her two companions seemed to have just ended her studies in the general Academy, came here to hire temporary short-term workers, and… she would not speak and be dumb.

But this dumb woman has surprising magic knowledge and is able to use those tools with skill and to form complex magic mechanics, and to a lesser degree she does not lose to those who are much older than her.

The

Voice of Findir suddenly came from the side, interrupting Elivin’s attention: “Friend, look at your sight, this young Lady is a minor.”

“Dammit, Findir, when did you get so rude,” Elivin couldn’t stop staring back at Findy’s eyes, “Get out of Northern Region’s world of ice and snow, you lost your mind?”

“I’m just reminding you,” Findin raised his hands and showed an innocent face, “we should start talking about Phil’s script.”

Elivin hearthis look to be sitting on the other side of Philm, the latter shows some anarchy, pointing to paper on the table.

“Well, let’s look at how to show the whole ‘Highland’ migration in a series of scenarios, and” Elivin put it on the boat, “and frankly, I feel that once this link is not handled, the entire exhibition process will be dry as long as it is not handled…”

The beans are low, skilled and expeditiously inserting the standard rune template into the corner of magic circuit, and looking at the crystal embedded in the beneath the seat getting lighter, and she smiled with satisfaction.

The voice of the three young people, who were not far away, was passed into her ears.

She didn’t really understand what the three people were talking about, and in fact, she didn’t even know what the so-called “Phil Film Company” was doing and so on.

She has just been judged from the conversation around people and from actors in empty space, dressed in all sorts of clothing, that this seems to be a “theatre” – and it’s a strange theatre of style.

The theatre was a place where she could never think of it, and before she met her foster father, she was a servant of a businessman. The only connection she had to do with the theatre was to stay near the barn and watch the master’s horses and the item when her master came into the theatre.

And when she became Knight’s adoptive daughter, after an incredible good day, she entered a theatre for curiosity — that’s Tanzan Town’s theatre, of course, now the city of Tanzan. She went to that city with her friends, and some smelly sharp theatre Boss had no idea where to hear about it, and had an enthusiasm to invite her, General Empire’s daughter, to show her face, but the experience with the theatre was not interesting that time to meet her curiosity.

It’s a lengthy, dry performance, a great deal of talk, an inconceivable story logic, where beans only remember playing Prince’s actor on the stage, saying a second line, where some people with exams are draining, with less than one third sitting on the whole, and herself, all the way around the stage and the number of bricks on the roof.

This Phil Film Company is different from the theatre in her memory.

She has not yet found the chair for the show, nor has she seen a clear stage.

It’s probably a new idea from some smart guy — looking at the end of the magic circuit in front of the eye, and I can’t believe it in the beans’ heart.

In this city, fresh things are always laying out.

…

A growing number of fresh things are being born in this young and ancient country, and their emergence is not just a lifestyle change for some.

The bright sunlight spreads into the room through the vast crystal glass windows, winter snow outlines a beautiful landscape outside the window, new magic switchers maintain spring warming for the room, a girl in white skirts is sitting in a seat with a wheelchair, and concentrate attention completely looks at the magic circuit terminal that is not far away.

The bright sunshine spreads on the girl. She burns her wrinkle skin and makes her brighter eyes shine.

At the end of magic circuit near the corner, the whole projection is showing a light from the far north, one far from St.. Sunil City’s “reporter” is introducing St. to the audiences at the end of magic circuit. Sunil’s ancient city wall, and history behind that city.

Those images from a distance are things that have never been seen and imagined from books, from elders or Teacher’s statements.

The show is over, the girls in the chair show some frustration, and the footsteps come from behind her.

Roperie Glen came to daughter’s wheelchair, slight bend down, with a gentle smile: “Patty, it’s time to rest.”

Patty couldn’t hold his cheek up. “But I want to see it again.”

“Your body has just improved, not too long,” Roperie Glen shook the head, who is the governor in Glen district, and who is the man in the eyes of the foreigner, and who’s smart and intelligent Viscountess, but in front of a disabled daughter, she’s gentle. “Listen, we’ll see it again at night.”

Patty thought about it, gently nodded: “Okay.”

Roperie’s eyes can’t stay on Patty for a long time.

Just that simple nodded move, she’s got emotional excitement.

When my daughter was unable to do even nodded, this weak child could only be distorted in a wheelchair, fixing its own body with a bunch of belts and sticks, stretching up its neck for more than five minutes, with enormous suffering.

But now she can be nodded, and she can sit on the top half of her body, and her body burns no longer collapse, a arm once completely disabled and a new consciousness shortly ago.

Gawain your Majesty has been fulfilling his commitments without discounting at all. The new order has been established on this land since the rock was to be held in battle, since the Southern Region returned to Cecil, and Glen has received asylum and assistance from Cecil Family, while Patti has been receiving treatment from Druid from Cecil.

The Druid, known as Pittman, and the team he led, developed detailed treatment programmes for Patti, which took two and a half years to heal the wounds on Patti, to restore her stamina a little bit, while in the last half months they had brought technology that would allow the body to regenerate, allowing Patti miraculously to recover some of its ability to operate.

The treatment is not over yet, Patti still needs to sit on a wheelchair, she has a lot of wounds, and her legs are not recovered, and Druid, known as Pittman, has spoken to Roperie Glen, and Patty’s wounds have exceeded the limits of medical technology, even if it is now “biorebirth”, and is not sure to cure her altogether, but even so Roperie still feels much more than ever happy and satisfied – the situation today is much better than she had ever dreamed of.

Patty noticed that mother’s vision had been on her own, but she was used to it, and the girl blinked, and she was curious in her voice: “Mother, when is Gawain Uncle coming back? He seems busy. He hasn’t been here for a long time.”

“To call you Majesty,” Roperie can’t stop pushing Patty’s hair, “Your Majesty’s busy, he’s got a big Empire, and we can’t cause him too much trouble – and he didn’t send you magic circuit’s end? It can be with you too.”

“Well, I like magic circuit at the end,” Patty smiles, “which can see what’s going on in a very far place… Mother, can I be out of the way?”

“As long as you have a good body, you can go out,” Roperie is serious, “but you look too long a day at the magic circuit end.”

Patty, hurry up nodded: “Then I’m gonna go to bed, Mother.”

Roperie smiles and keeps standing next to her waitress before he comes up with a brilliant and complex crown.

That’s the crown that has helped Patty to sleep in the last few years.

As a result of severe burns and psychological injuries, Patti was unable to sleep like normal people, and only by relying on the hypnotism of the crown and the impact of her dreams could she enter sleep and rest in Repose of Eternity’s “perfect dream world” during her precious sleep.

Now, Patti’s body is gradually improving, and heavy mental trauma is slowing down, but she is still unable to get rid of this crown for the time being, and most of the time she has to rely on the power of the crown to sleep.

Roperie can’t stand looking at this very sophisticated magic item.

This is from Repose of Eternity.

Although Patty has been using this thing over the past few years, and Roperie himself has been used to the existence of this thing, at this moment she looks at this crown, and suddenly she has created a hidden and invisible act, as if this thing is no longer safe.

She retrieved the sight, looked towards Patti: “We don’t need it today.”

Girls look at their own mother somehow: “Mother?”

“Your Majesty gave us a gift,” Roperie Glen showed us a smile, set her hands on the waitress next door, suggesting that she would pick up the crown, and she would come back to Patty’s wheelchair, open the wheel’s lock, slowly push to the door, “I’ll show you how to look at it.”

Viscountess pushed daughter’s wheelchair, left the bedroom with a wide landscape window and came to the room next to the bedroom.

There are also broad windows, bright sunshine in this room, and the most notable in the room is a complex device located near the window.

It’s a “seat seat”, which is more complex and large than an unusual seat, with a seat full of rune, and a shell like a container that is generally halfway around, with a cover that seems to be able to connect, as well as a few slight “pipes” behind the back.

Patty opened his eyes in the instant of seeing this thing: “What is this?”

“Bailed into the hatch,” Roperie smiled and touched Patty’s hair, “Your Majesty gave it to you — that crown wasn’t a good thing, we don’t need it anymore.”

On the other hand, she said that she pushed the wheelchair to the side of the hatch, then beneath the waist and moved softly to pick daughter up.

Girls are still thin and weighed less than people of the same age, but much more than a few years ago.

Patty was put in the hatch, comfortable with the archer that allowed her nearly to lie in it, and she blinked: “Mother, it’s comfortable here.”

Roperie slipped Patty’s nose and then pushed the button to the front of the technicians: “Sleep tight.”

…

With the blindfolded light, a sudden fall down to make Mary wake up in a dream.

black hair’s female apprentice blinks, sits out of the “leather into the hatch“ made by the mentor himself, like some kind of sacrifice device, microactivates a neck, comforting some rigid muscles.

magic crystal lamps rays of light learnt around the hatch and lighted this hidden basement.

She saw her mentor sitting away, and it seemed that she had waited there for a short time.

Mary, sit up from the baptized hatch, step out, bend down on his own mentor, and used to report, “Guidance, I helped Camel Master complete his nervous tricks in the source laboratory.”

Daniel set up his hand and interrupted Marie’s report: “Then report, and I brought them.”

Mary didn’t react in a while: “They?”

“Your family,” Daniel saw Mary’s eyes, and he couldn’t see any emotional fluctuations in yellow eyes, “didn’t you make a decision last time, at least to meet them? I brought them from the countryside.”