Remarried Empress – Chapter 235. You can be healthy. (2)
"Queen, in fact, all of our beds are made of mana stone."
I didn't eat the cream, but I tightened my eyes.
Mana Stone? Isn't it incredibly expensive?
When I looked surprised, Hein-ri smiled and continued.
"The King of the West has been a wizard for generations. And under special circumstances, they made their pets into wizards."
"You're going to make a sorcerer… …?"
Is that possible?
What Heinley said was amazing.
Even I, a layman about magic, knew that magic required a special talent.
But I can't believe I can't believe it!
The Magic Academy, as well as the association, was about to be overturned.
"But I'm a little embarrassed by the way… absolutely secret, Quinn."
"What's the secret?"
"Uh…."
Hein-ri was very embarrassed and explained to me, but after hearing it all, I understood why Hein-ri was so shy.
When a wizard and a mana stone are together, mana circulates between them.
Naturally, when the wizard lies in a mana bed, the mana moves between the mana stone and the wizard.
Even if there's a non-magic person between the magician and the bed…the principle of… is the same.
If the wizard doesn't accept the mana coming towards him from the mana stone, the mana flows to the body, not to the wizard, and in the process, the mana continues to haunt the non-magician.….
"Really?"
When asked embarrassedly, Hein-li replied, with great embarrassment, 'Yes.'
"But if this was all, it would have been known to other countries."
"It's easy to hear, but it's hard to create an environment like this."
"You mean the Mana Stone Bed?"
"A mana stone the size of a nail is very expensive. Furthermore, mana stones are basically portable, so it's inefficient to make them into beds. One of the couples must also be a wizard."
"Ah…."
I see. It must be difficult for all those conditions to be combined.
But really. It's a really embarrassing way.
To be absent-minded, Heinley smiled and added.
"I mean, in the process of getting used to mana, the body becomes very healthy. So don't worry too much about the baby."
I want to have a baby this time. I'm afraid you said that's what I said.
His consideration tickled my heart.
But soon I had a strange thought.
"Then is Christa a wizard, too?"
I've never heard such a thing.
Besides, didn't Heinley's brother die early because he was weak?
Heinley shook his head with a dark face.
"There's a downside to this method."
"Downside?"
"If you can't handle the Mana Stone of this size…."
Rather?
But Heinley stopped talking and shut up.
"Heinley?"
"Don't worry. Because we have no problem."
What about us?
Heinley ended up not giving any further details.
It was so dark that I didn't ask any more questions.
His brother seems to have something to do with the cause of his death.
But I wondered what he said.
If you can't handle the Mana Stone, you'll die?
Does Christa look healthy, does the sorcerer take risks unilaterally?
Is Heinley all right?
Even after attending the reception, the idea floated through my mind.
Heinley's very lively on the surface, but….
Heinley's brother was short-lived, but not all the kings of the West were short-lived.
Rather, there was a king who was very long-lived.
But in a daze of thought, the figure of Sovishu in the corner came in.
He was drinking wine with a pale complexion.
It was like that yesterday. I'm alone again today.
I think I should stop drinking because I see your face.
What on earth do other people do not take Sovish?
But looking closely, his secretaries and knights from not far away are looking at Sovishu with a nervous look.
It seems that they did not take Soohshu, but they bit people saying that Soohshu wanted to be alone.
What about Rasta?
Then shouldn't Rasta come forward in this case?
Around Sossoch, there's…but not for now.
As I looked on the other side, I could see Rasta sitting near the piano, surrounded by men, laughing merrily.
You ran away from Nian yesterday.
Maybe it was because I couldn't see Nian today, but he looked relaxed.
Still, it's true that they're newlyweds and hanging out like that.
The Emperor and his wife should pretend to be on good terms in front of people, even if they are fake.
I don't know what people who are really close are doing.
But it's none of my business anymore.
As he sighed and tried to turn his head, his eyes met with Rasta.
Instead of turning his head, Rasta stared at me.
Maybe we should have a snowball fight.
But I don't want to hear that I had a confrontation with my ex-husband's wife at my wedding reception.
I turned my head after a smile.
Just in time, Grand Duke Kafmen came and asked Hein-ri to talk to him alone.
"Would you give me a moment, Your Majesty?"
While Heinley was away along the Great Duke of Kafmen.
I had a round sugar snack while talking to Mastas.
By the way, when I ate about two snacks.
Rasta, who had been far away, came this way.
I'm sighing.
I thought it was passing by yesterday.
What do they want to do?
Still, I was glad to be here when Hein-ri was not there, and Rasta, who came near me, said in a fat voice.
"Congratulations on your marriage, sister."
…that sister's sound.
What the hell is she so obsessed with that sound?
The impression is about to frown reflexively.
When I managed to manage my facial expression, Rasta continued.
"You said you couldn't do your sister's brother with a low-ranking government before, but…Now that I'm the same empress and my status has been revealed to be a decent aristocrat, can I be like a sister? Am I a little qualified?"
Oh, you don't call yourself a third person anymore?
That's amazing.
But I don't know if you're mistaken, but Rasta's tone sounds a little similar to mine.
In the midst of a moment's wonder, I could hear people buzzing.
I could also see that the eyes were turning this way.
The confrontation between the ex-wife and the now-wife.
Of course it's interesting.
Besides, they're both empresses.
Rasta had a fever on her cheek, as if she was happy to get people's attention.
The flushed figure looked like a cute doll but….
I smiled and helped her cool down.
"I'll take back what I said. When Soseo has a new government, let him and his sister be his brother."
It's working.
The heat escapes from my face at once.
Rasta asked as if she had become the protagonist of the tragedy.
"Now, do you mean you're going to have an affair with me?"
But I wasn't interested in the tragedy.
"Don't ask me about your housework."
So let me answer honestly, Rasta must be very angry.
With her eyebrows raised, she said, with a look of great concern, that she would cross the line.
"Well, you're infertile to the butterfly, so you can't afford to care about anything else."