Violant of the Silver

stones, straining the axles.

“Tsk, this is tough.
Do you have a log or something that can fit in this ditch?”

“No.”

“Then we’ll just have to scoop out the mud around this area and pick up the branches scattered beside it.”

“But… it’s going to rain soon.
Oh no, what should we do?” the young coachman fretted.
He seemed completely flustered.

“Calm down.
It’s no use worrying about the weather; it’s not like we can control it.
Our priority is to lift the wheels without straining the carriage.
Sir Legion, do you have a shovel or anything like that?”

“A shovel… Ah, Mister Dawn might have one.
I’ll check.”

Seeing Legion swiftly taking action, the young coachman took off his hat and bowed.
“I’m very sorry for the inconvenience.”

“We should help each other when one’s in trouble, right? That’s normal in my hometown.
Besides, our Young Master told us to help you.
He’s kind.
You’re lucky that Young Master passed by.” Hauser cheered the young coachman up while scraping at the mud with a pebble he picked up.
When the young coachman saw what he was doing, he took a pebble as well and did the same.

The two servants, with hats worn low over their eyes, stepped forward and asked, “What can we do to help?”

Hauser pointed them toward the forest.
“Gather some branches.”

“I understand.”

“Let’s go.”

The two quickly headed into the forest.
As if he couldn’t stand being idle while others were working, the butler Jill came over to see the situation.
When he returned to the carriage right after, this time, Vio was the one who stepped out. 

He asked Hauser with a pensive look on his face, “Hauser.
In short, we just have to slowly lift the wheels out of the ditch, right?”

Hauser nodded.
“Yes, that’s right.” 

“Hmm, I see…” muttered Vio.
He went to the side of the cobbled road and began to write something on the ground with a piece of stone.
“Maybe something like this? …Heed my wish.
Green ivy, spread thy limbs high to the sky.
Sing, oh earth!”

Once he murmured the spell, an ivy burst out of the ground and grew rapidly.

Vio shook his head.
“This is too powerful.
How about this? …Heed my wish.
Green ivy, gently spread thy limbs high to the sky.
Sing, oh earth!”

This time, the ivy that sprouted out of the earth grew slowly. 

Vio drew another magic circle on the ground, confirmed the effect within a range, and looked back at Jill.
“Jill, give me some chalk.”

“Here, Young Master.”

As expected from a reliable butler.
Just by seeing his master’s actions, Jill had already made sure to have what Vio needed ready.

Hauser and the young coachman had involuntarily stopped to watch Vio, but they hurriedly retreated when Vio asked them to step away a bit.

Before Vio could crouch, Legion stopped him, a trowel in one hand.
“Lord Violant, are you going to draw a circle around the area where the wheels are stuck?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I will do it.”

“Really? Thanks.”

The thoughtful knight quickly drew a circle around the wheel using the chalk.  

Vio used spirit magic once again.
“Heed my wish.
Green ivy, gently spread thy limbs high to the sky.
Sing, oh earth!”

Inside the circle, a vine of ivy began to grow all at once and slowly lifted the wheels.
Seeing it level with the ground, the young coachman hurriedly jumped onto the coachman seat and drove the carriage forward. 

After the carriage passed over the ditch, Vio clapped his hands once.
The magic dispelled, and the ivy returned to the ground and disappeared.

Hausel was astonished.
“That’s amazing.
Young Master, you just lifted the wheels without breaking the axles…” It was his first time seeing such magic.

However, the person himself didn’t look like he just did anything special.
Vio muttered without much thought, “I had to improvise a bit; thankfully it worked.
It might be of some use at disaster sites.”

Hauser smiled wryly.
Though he was not familiar with magic, he at least knew that it wasn’t easy to improvise a magic spell. 

At that moment, they heard a loud clattering noise.
Looking for the source, they discovered one of the servants tasked to gather branches had dropped his armful of twigs. 

The servant dumbfoundedly said, “Improvise… this kind of magic? Just what is this talent?”

Legion immediately gave his master extravagant praise.
“Splendid, Lord Violant.
With how you’ve made the spell easy, I think the people of Leca town will be able to use it, too.
What do you think of making it widespread?”

Vio cocked his head.
“You’re exaggerating.
Anyone can do this much.
Anyway, we’ve finished here, so let’s go.
Oh,” he turned to the servants.
“By the way, I heard that your master is sick.
We have a doctor, so would you like to have him check her condition?”

The other, taller one replied in a low voice, “Er, please wait a moment.
I will ask her.”

Watching these two servants acting strangely, Hauser and the others were puzzled.