"Over there, over."

Enineve, who had the body in order, came back.

When I saw it, he was cleaning each one with water and putting it in an ice coffin.

It was a coffin, but also like a boxship.

Probably let this flow into the ocean.

Should I say that if there were carcasses left on this occasion, the eagle would be able to spread the disease even if it was gone, and the surviving parrot glass would be unable to go alive, so in a sense it would be appropriate?

"And then there are the kids on this side."

"Thank you, Eni. - You're sweet."

"... no. It's important to mourn the deceased."

Looking a little lonely, the Snow Fairy girl laughs.

I prefer her for what she says is important.

Speaking of which, did Shelleg also feed the woman from the Lünel?p last time she was in the ice hole?

Are the Spirits basically that kind of view of death, or is that garden special?

"... Hina and the others are dead, too"

Enineve lays his eyes down.

In the commotion of last year, the kindergartens of the garden were also sacrificed, so I'm sure there's something to think about.

"What do you do with these eggs?

L'Utiel is the one I've been asking with my untouched eyes.

What she's showing is the 'yet' living eggs.

Like Bomios, it's about the 'next generation' that the parent birds risked their lives to protect.

Given the habits of Ao Oo Mi Glass, these eggs have no 'future'.

Without hatching, I would say life is the only way to go after my parents...

The Snow Fairy girl replied:

"These kids are a testament to the fact that your parents put their lives at risk. I don't want to put you in an ice boat."

That coffin sounds like an ice boat.

But the 'balance' Takazu shakes his head.

"It's a life that doesn't help, so wouldn't it be better to keep it with your parent bird to feed it?

In a way, truth.

And in a way, to the mean way, Enineve answers:

"These kids, they're alive. We cannot treat the dead in the same line."

"Cheng Cheng, that's a one-off theory. But living must be based on the premise that you will continue to live. How do you treat these seabird eggs, which were more orphaned than they were before they were born?

"It's..."

Enineve got stuck with the words.

I guess I can't argue with you because I don't have any help saving seabird eggs.

I see Fee in my arms.

This girl, she's been crying.

That's no good.

I can't accept it.

Fee can't always, unless she's laughing like a day.

"Let's take him home. These eggs."

So that's what I said.

If Lütiel's words are right, I guess these kids are just like dead.

If it's not supposed to be a life, no matter how you pick it up, it should be on its own.

I know this is a trick, but do you mind?

"Take me home? Instead of taking it home, is it?

The tall ancestors of "The Library" turned their eyes to this one as if to see something frigid.

They found out I was going to 'go home alive'.

"That's right. I'll let you live and go home, and I'll give you birth. I want you to prove it wasn't for nothing because it was the lives that Bomios and his men defended."

"Did...?

My sister finally looked up.

Even if he was still in a state of crying, it must be better than he's been making me sad for a long time.

"Fee. We'll raise Bomios' children for you."

It was easy to understand and I told him so.

In fact, raising parrot glass away would be impossible.

So let me use that 'public bath'.

Originally, that place has been prepared for the introduction of waterfront creatures.

So over there, the parrot glass should be viable too.

"Yay, this egg, it's gonna be parrot-glass...?

"Yeah. From here on out, we're gonna have parrot glass. It's Bomios' kid, right?

"Bomios......"

Fee stared at a white friend who was no longer moving.

Blue eyes, revive your mind.

"I did. Phew, I want to help this girl...!

Yeah.

If Fee voluntarily turned his attention to other lives, I can stretch my chest to say that meeting Bomios made sense.

I can say thank you.

But Rhutiel has turned his skeptical eyes on me.

"The title is splendid, but in fact, the question is, how do you say you bring this egg back? It would be dangerous just to carry it, and in the first place, without being held by a parent bird, you wouldn't be able to sustain life, would you?

"I was flirting with the parrot glass earlier."

"Yeah, I was watching. What's that?

So I know.

Their feel.

And the temperature (muddy).

"Fee. Get me Bomios' eggs"

"Ugh, yeah...... Bomios, eggs, fu will keep it!

My sister's offering, bright white eggs.

Enclose it with magic.

Enineve, right next to him, looked strange.

"Huh? Water, the magic of - isn't it...?

Protect eggs and keep temperatures.

I thought the best way to do that was to hold him with muddy water.

But not cold water.

A warm liquid that reproduces the body temperature of the parrot glass.

The necessary conditions for egg hatching are to keep warm, moisturize, and oxygen.

Wrap some of them in muddy water and you'll be able to clear these.

I mean, it's an incubator made of magic.

"I can't make clear clay, phew...!

The creation of muddy water completely alters the roots of magic. Even this girl, who has better magic and better magic manipulation than me, probably can't reproduce it.

Sometimes I have to play a role like this.

"You are so powerful..."

Lütiel's words seemed to contain a darker colour of vigilance than surprise.

But I can't help but care.

Focus on My Sister.

"Look, Fee. Wouldn't this be a problem with the sway in transit? I'll pick up the other eggs for you."

"Ugh, yeah...... Huh! Phew, I'll get the eggs!

My Angel rushes forcefully.

Looks like you got some vitality back, and I'm glad to hear it.

"Al, I'll bring you one too, won't I?

"Wow, me too......!

"... n"

"... right! That's it!"

Um, I didn't expect you to even try to help me, Marimo.

Although I ended up working with my mother because it was dangerous to be alone.

Lütiel picked up the eggs beside him and brought them to me.

"Is this how everyone helps you because you feel sorry for the parrot glass? Or did I care for you?

I'm sure that's a much simpler story.

That everyone here was nice, that's all.

"I think it's a good thing you can bless the life that comes into being. - You can have a baby at Mr. Filkersha's house, too, right?

"Neither am I going to deny you a new life."

With a slight irony, the 'balance' Takazu missed his face.

"No, no, no! Phew, I brought eggs!

"Oh, thanks! The boulders are fie!

"Hehe...! Phew, I was praised by!

The boy smiles at the appearance of his sister, who rushes hard, looking precious, holding an egg.

"My child, after all, is an angel"

He nodded to his satisfaction.

Seeing how it was, his mentor, the elf girl, shrugged in her chest.

(... Phee is not an angel or anything. Simpler, I think he's human everywhere)

She was just asking one thing.

The words of a silver-haired girl, smiling and clutching to her brother.

"... but I will die, absolutely not. Phew, I won't tolerate that... If you do something terrible to, Phew will take it all out...!

Only Abel understood the danger of that 'determination'.