Chapter 41: You Are All My Wings

"Huh?!"

"You're awake?"

The unfamiliar voice made Main start, and she bolted upright, but let out a muffled groan as a wave of soreness washed over her body.

"Where is this?"

An unfamiliar room, a soft bed, white sheets on her body, and even her injuries seemed to have been treated by someone.

"This is an inn room, our current rented place. You're quite badly hurt."

"Gurgle~"

A sound came from Main's belly, and her face instantly flushed red.

"Hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."

Red Eyes didn't mind, and walked out as she spoke.

"Want to wipe your face?"

Black Eyes twisted a wet towel and handed it to her; this girl had been arranged into their room.

Main looked at the girl by the bed, gradually recalling what had happened before she passed out; she should have been saved by someone.

"Right, my headscarf!"

Main thought of her mother's relic and immediately looked around searching for it.

"Your headscarf is in your hand; you've been clutching it since you passed out."

Black Eyes gave a reminder.

"Uh..."

She pulled her hand out from under the blanket and found the headscarf her mother left her was indeed in her hand; perhaps due to arm soreness or just waking up, she hadn't noticed just now.

Main breathed a sigh of relief, cradling the headscarf like a treasure in her arms, then said a thank you to Black Eyes beside her.

"No need to thank me; it was Broly-san who intercepted that person at the end and helped you get the headscarf back. If you want to thank someone, thank Broly-san."

"Mm."

Main replied softly; she had already recalled that before passing out, a boy had indeed approached her and returned the headscarf to her.

"Hey, are you gonna wipe your face or not?"

Black Eyes had been standing by the bed with the towel for a while, and seeing the girl on the bed spacing out, she couldn't help but urge her.

"Ah, I'll wipe!"

Main, reacting, realized Black Eyes' displeasure and hurriedly went along with it.

But actually, while she was unconscious, Black Eyes and Red Eyes had already wiped her down.

Not just her face, but her body too; the bruises and injuries on her body had all been rubbed with medicinal oil they'd bought.

So Main only felt a wave of soreness now, rather than being in so much pain all over she couldn't even crawl up; this was the medicinal oil's doing.

The Empire's Western Frontier has simple folk customs; although large-scale killing is prohibited in the city, brawls are exceedingly common.

Therefore, the doctors and injury medicines here are also more efficacious than elsewhere.

"The doctor we summoned said you've suffered long-term malnutrition and have some gastrointestinal illnesses, telling us to feed you lighter food.

This is an old hen we bought, freshly slaughtered using the inn's kitchen, and made into chicken porridge by our companion Chikushi; she says it replenishes the body and tastes great, have a taste."

Before long, Red Eyes carried over a donabe on a plate; when the lid was lifted, the aroma that wafted out made Main swallow her saliva.

"Need me to feed you?"

Red Eyes asked.

"I can eat myself."

Although her saviors should be good people, after wandering for so long, Main still wasn't used to others being overly close.

But when she raised her hand, she found her forearms sore, swollen, and powerless; to protect the headscarf her mother left her, Main's forearms had taken many kicks, and now she couldn't lift them at all.

"Then I'll feed you."

Red Eyes sat by the bed, picked up a spoon, scooped up some meat porridge, blew on the steaming porridge to cool it a bit, then brought it to the girl on the bed's mouth.

"Thank you."

Main's small face was a bit red; she said thanks and didn't refuse this kindness again.

In under twenty minutes, a whole large donabe of meat porridge was entirely fed to the girl by Red Eyes.

"Want more? We cooked a lot."

Red Eyes asked.

"That's enough, I'm full."

Main hurriedly shook her head; her small belly was eaten round and full.

This was probably the fullest she'd ever been in her lifetime.

"Since you're full, then..."

Black Eyes ran to call Broly, and Broly soon arrived at the room.

Under Main's somewhat worried gaze, he held out his palm to her.

"I want to become best friends with you. Are you willing?"

Broly asked this question seriously. Main, on the other hand, was a bit at a loss from being asked.

She was suddenly saved, suddenly had her important thing taken back, suddenly treated gently, and now suddenly the boy leading the group who should have saved her proposed becoming best friends; this made Main's head spin a bit.

"Why?"

In the end, Main voiced her doubt.

"Because the Crystal Palace recognizes you."

Broly spoke the truth; Red Eyes and Black Eyes beside him understood — the girl on the bed was probably the same type as them, and to Broly-san, she might hold special meaning.

Before, Red Pupil and Black Pupil could tell, and even the other children could tell, that Broly doted on the two of them.

It was just that no one had asked the reason behind it, and Red Pupil and Black Pupil hadn't asked either, so they didn't know why.

Now, because Main, the girl who had been rescued, asked the question, they finally got the answer about the Crystal Palace from Broly's mouth.

"The Crystal Palace recognizes me, but who is the Crystal Palace?"

Main was certain she didn't know anyone called the Crystal Palace.

"The Crystal Palace is a module the system compensated me with; that's what the Crystal Palace said, and its function is to help me find capturable targets in different worlds."

"And I will have the appearing capture targets be obtained by people like you to achieve the greatest happiness, eventually accept my invitation, join my Crystal Palace, and become my wife."

Broly answered Main's doubts in detail, and also made the other two girls in the room open their mouths wide.

"So Broly-san, you want to marry me and my sister together as wives?!"

Black Pupil had a realization.

"Is that not okay?"

Broly was a bit worried and asked directly.

"It's not that it's not okay."

Red Pupil thought for a moment and replied, she indeed didn't want to be separated from her younger sister.

"That's good."

Broly felt relieved; if either Red Pupil or Black Pupil was unwilling, he would feel heartbroken for a long time.

The two sisters' happiness values were both over two hundred right now, and Red Pupil was even close to 300.

"You are both my wings."

These words appeared in Broly's mind, and he immediately said them seriously, then spread his arms.

Red Pupil and Black Pupil looked at him somewhat confused, and Broly also looked at them somewhat confused.

He just subconsciously made the motion of spreading his arms, and this seemed to be just a corresponding motion to the words that had appeared in his mind just now.

Red Pupil was a bit puzzled, but her brain spun quickly, suddenly her eyes brightened as if she thought of something, and she leaned toward Broly's arm.

Black Pupil saw her sister's action and also had a realization, imitating her by leaning to Broly's other arm.

Then, these three people, in the room, in front of Main, formed a Great Peng Spread Wings human art picture.

Only saw Broly holding up both arms, Red Pupil and Black Pupil each leaning on one of his arms, striving to make a side-supporting pose, and then like wings, their bodies trembled slightly as they strived to imitate the motion of a big bird flapping its wings.

The scene was too abstract, but also exceptionally vivid, making Main feel that maybe she should now get off the bed, lean behind the boy, and act as the tail feather part of this Great Peng Spread Wings human art illustration before her eyes.

However, imagining using her small hands to support her whole body to make a diagonal shaking pose, for her it was truly impossible, so Main very rationally gave up the idea of participating in this special artistic act.

"How about it, do you want to become my wing?"

Broly asked while keeping the pose of raising his arms and holding the two girls.

"I think I might not be able to hold onto your arm tightly like them."

"It's okay, as long as I can hold onto you tightly."

Broly put Red Pupil and Black Pupil down, and the faces of the two girls who had made the high-difficulty imitation of a big bird flapping its wings were a bit red, this was from exerting force.

"You just need to give me your hand, I will protect you and won't let you be harmed again, I will strive to make you happy."

Broly extended his hand to Main again, Main looked at Broly, looked at the Red Pupil and Black Pupil sisters, then looked at the headscarf that was almost snatched away.

"I am Main; if you don't dislike my foreign tribe lineage, I am willing to become your wife."

Main put her hand into Broly's hand and said.

【Gratitude for the relic, unable to repay; capturable target Main is preparing to give herself to you, currently requesting to become your Crystal Palace's Official Member; do you agree now?】

"You can't become my wife now; we have to start as best friends, well, I have to make you happy first."

Broly refused Main's joining now; he had to wait until the other person's happiness value was raised to a very high degree before inviting her to join the Crystal Palace.

"Eh?!"

Main was a bit surprised, but happily accepted; meeting Broly made her wanderer life abruptly stop.

Afterward, the caravan people knew about this and had no reaction; after all, even absorbing Bandit Slaves into this caravan, they didn't care about adding one more mixed-blood girl.

"Depart!"

After resting for two days in Border City, Broly's Caravan took the money from selling goods, bought some more popular commodities further south, and set off again.

Main's injuries were no longer serious; sitting in the carriage she could chat and laugh with the other children.

The headscarf her mother left her was washed clean and tied on her hair, but it was no longer used to hide her foreign tribe hair color, but as a hair tie.

(Chapter End)