Mr. Presha will be the carriage driver to carry me and Leslie to the southern plains of the fortress. His Highness was leading us along with two Kingsguard knights.

　The gray soil had not yet reached the master of the farm we had met before. But this time they decided it was dangerous, and the family was getting ready to leave the house.

'You are ...... well, no way, of the Isle Rose Fortress, General ......!
Sorry it took so long. We will prevent the erosion of the dry land. You all must take shelter for once.
"And yet ...... before, that one was headed to that forest and the expansion of the dead land was stopped. This time, there are far more demons, and I didn't think it was possible to stop them very much .......
Still, it must be stopped. It is the duty of the Order to protect its people.

　Sensing His Highness's determination, the master of the farm did not stop any further. With a hint of bitterness, he put his family and the luggage they would need during the evacuation into the wagon and drove off in the direction we had come from, as if fleeing the gray land.

"Your highness ...... I have worked with Dr. Glass and Ms. Deite to defeat that demon once. Leave this place to me .......
'Even you won't be able to cope with a flood of demons like that. Don't worry about me, we'll make our way together.
Yes, sir. ...... I'm sorry, that was a thoughtless thing to say. ......!

　A mutant species of nettle that germinates from underground stalks in the soil and appears on the surface of the ground - it emerges from the gray land in countless ways, as if to reject everything that advances to the Waste Garden, reaching up to heavenly heights and undulating like a snake.

　Even if the two of them were a single fierce general, it would be impossible for them to avoid the myriad of spiky leaves and proceed to kill the demons, which could only be stopped by stabbing their roots - last time it was one, but this time there are far too many of them.

(Interfering with plants ...... No, not in this state. It's very, very difficult to talk to them.

Summoner ...... I hear a very sad voice coming from that forest.
.......... Brother Glass. Where did this kid come from? ......

　Alraune thought he was comfortable, but he went back to the bulb of his own accord, and Leslie had left him in her care - and, as it happens, he stuck his head out of the collar of his jacket.

'I'm saying it's painful and lonely. We flowers will wither away if you just water us ...... master and call him as best you can and ask him to help you.
'...... I see. This is not the time to stop here ...... if Euselisis is calling us. I'm sure I can hear that voice.

　The devastating appearance of the raging grass demon - but that was also due to the people's forgotten regret that the divine tree had no place to go.

　I got off the carriage and shouted at the top of my voice to the forest, which was blocked by the demons and invisible.

''Divine Tree Euselisis, can you hear me!　I'm taking Her Royal Highness Princess Astina there!　You're almost there, I'm sure you'll get there: ......, so just wait and see!

　However, in spite of the call, a number of new demons appeared and filled the gray wilderness with them.

　Is there no choice but to get rid of the demons and proceed? If they are stranded there, the gray land will spread even further and swallow up that farmhouse.

''Summoner-sama ......, from the forest, the wind is not ...... 'sickly air', clean air is flowing in!

　Alraune calls the miasma 'sick air'. That's right - the phenomenon that's happening now is happening because the divine tree is affected by the disease.

　Plants can purify the soil and air and return it to its natural state over a long period of time.

　--The divine tree still has a small amount of power to create clean air. It was clear from the demons' reactions why they delivered it to us.　

(Clean air, even though the demons are avoiding ...... that much rage, they still remember that they are the Divine Tree's servants.

　Euceresis is giving us a clue as to what's going on. It was both me and Leslie who noticed it at the same time.

'Air ...... Yes, 'air'!
...... Dr. Glass, I've been thinking about that too. With my magic, we can establish the pure air delivered by the divine tree to envelop our own surroundings.
I mean, I'm not very bright, but do you know ...... that you can use magic to ward off those demons?

　Leslie nodded with a persistent nod. As His Highness Astina watched, she left her beloved horses to the kinsman knights who had been following them all along, and ordered them to wait at a safe distance.

'It will be easier for me to do this than it would be for me to ride my horse independently. Lendl, please.
I'm sorry. ...... 'Clean air, brought from the divine tree, be a shield against evil. Be a shield that envelops us and repels evil.' ......!

　After completing the flowing chant, the air created by the divine tree was amplified and increased in mass, becoming a large sphere and enveloping the carriage.

''Are you alright?　It's pretty magical to maintain this state of affairs: ......
No, ...... I'm wearing out less than usual. I think it's due to the help of His Highness .......

　Normally, you can't use someone else's magic power. It's the first time that magic power is converted into 'pure magic power' and stored in magic crystals that anyone can use.

　However, His Highness Astina's magic power defies that common sense. When I summoned Alraune and when Leslie used magic - I was able to borrow His Highness's magic power without even being aware of it.

'I don't feel that much power flowing out of me, unlike when ...... Glass summoned this child. Does that mean I have the power to assist the mage?
'Yes, perhaps ......, but it's a real rarity. You can't use someone else's magic directly, because that's a restriction for all mages.
'So ....... Then why is my magic special ...... mother might know something about ......?

　It was a sudden revelation for His Highness, and he could tell that he was confused.

　But thanks to His Highness, Leslie was able to focus on controlling the air magic without worrying about running out of magic power.

'Dr. Glass, the demons are avoiding us!　We can reach the divine tree with this!
Yes, please, Miss Presha!
'We'll be fine!　Don't worry about it, just go full speed ahead!　Alraune, you are holding on tight.
Yes, yes, ...... it's been a great shaking. ......
...... Mr. Rendle, hold on tight. ......
You too, Glass. You must not remove this hand, until I give you permission to do so.
So, Your Highness, please go to ......

　The wheels of the carriage ride up and down the wasteland, bouncing up and down relentlessly. Even in the midst of it all, His Highness is holding my hand, while his other hand firmly supports his own body. Alraune is clinging desperately to His Highness - a small body with an impressive amount of tenacity.

　He is concentrating on his magic, and he endures it doggedly, being careful not to have Leslie thrown out of her seat. Just as quickly as possible to get to Kamiki - that's the only thing on his mind.