A Sword Master Childhood Friend Power Harassed Me Harshly, So I Broke Off Our Relationship And Make A Fresh Start At The Frontier As A Magic Swordsman.

* Noarea Perspective

When I finished cleaning up dinner, I decided to enter the mother house bed where Master Gawayne and Master Flick gave way and keep a daily discussion diary of Master Flick.

"Dear Flick, Thirtieth Discussion Diary,"

- Today, of Master Gawain's physical strengthening magic, he was taught instant strength enhancement (Quickness) and muscle strength enhancement (Strength) and succeeded in activating it immediately.

After all, his speed of understanding of magic was remarkable.

Of all the magic I have been taught by many masters, I activate the most difficult physical enhancement magic in one shot, and besides, I look kellow.

Even though I have first-rate qualities as a swordsman, I'm not sloppy that I won't suffer from that lack of acid...... I wasn't jealous.

I can't imagine being muscle-conscious and fat with a normal sorcerer.

In the first place, it should be something called a magician who doesn't train his body and accumulates knowledge.

I thought it was the magic of a real fall for a magician because the magician strengthened his flesh, which made him unable to concentrate on his thoughts due to lack of acid or nutrients.

But if you're looking for a demon swordsman with swords and magical talents, like Master Flick, you've discovered anew that it's a very good magic with synergies.

Rarely are people said to be demon swordsmen or magic swordsmen. Master Gawayne's physical strengthening magic was likely to increase those men's fighting power as far as Master Flick was concerned.

I thought it was magic not suitable for magicians because of the physical strain, but watching Master Flick today made me reconsider my thoughts.

The magician avoids melee fights, and the idea of magic at a distance may not be absolute.

From here on out it will be personal…….

I think Master Flick looks better with his skinny, tight body after all.

Strengthened body looks more muscular and swollen.

That may be true, Master Flick...

If possible, I would ask you not to hesitate to use it all the time because it can be like Master Gawain's body.

I don't feel like it would be a waste to have a muscle-covered body even though I have a straight face because of it.

But if Master Flick came to me for contact with that body - he would accept it without putting up an air wall (window barrier).

As a magician, I am a flick-like with respectable qualities and abilities, not like anything or the touch of such impure feelings.

There shouldn't be...

I'm sorry, I'm lying. Love it.

I love it.

It says there's no feeling of impurity or anything, but it's amazing.

I was so happy to imagine myself being held by Master Flick.

I confess that I've never had such feelings for the opposite sex before, but today I've been looking at Master Flick's face on the grounds that he's been out of acid due to the magic of physical strengthening.

At four or six o'clock, I even write this journal of reflection because I care about Master Flick, and I may not be able to call myself a freak about Master Gawain.

But I can't.

I can't get it out of my head, and my gaze will soon follow Master Flick.

If the encounter was normal, I might have been told without hiding this feeling......

I'm not so stupid that I don't understand how much of a foolish act I've been to before is creating a huge, deep gulf between me and Master Flick.

All I can do is watch nearby without bothering......

Don't want more than that.

Push and kill your feelings to the fullest and act discreetly at a distance.

Don't ever forget that.

- Dear Mr. Flick, Discussion Diary is over.

When I finished writing down Master Flick's discussion diary, which I had been writing down ever since we met, the door was knocked.

"Noelia, it's me, but have you left my belt pouch near the bed?

Since the Lord of Knock was like a flick, he rushes to hide the Discussion Diary under his pillow.

"Hi-ha, hi-ha! Is that a belt pouch!? I'll be looking for you in a minute."

I was surprised and even turned my voice upside down.

Embarrassing, too embarrassing.

Now, if Master Flick sees this diary of reflection, he'll never speak to me again, and he'll never forgive me for being by his side.

The rush gave me a hassle finding the belt pouch.

"Is it okay if I come in and look for you for a second?

"!? No! Not now!

Now, if I could find him, I'd have had a muzzle, so I should never have been in there.

"I'm sorry. It's not a good idea to go into a woman's room. I'm sorry, but if I don't find it, I'll find it tomorrow."

I'm not for the same reason, but I can't now.

"Please wait while we look for you right now. Shh, I'll find you soon enough."

As he searched in panic, he dived under the bed and found a belt pouch.

As soon as I pulled out and opened the door, I handed it to Master Flick, who was standing there.

"Thank you for waiting. This is it."

"Oh, here it is. I'm sorry."

Master Flick, who received the belt pouch and saw me to thank him, suddenly ran away from his gaze.

Did I do something to offend you?

In a hurry for a sudden change in flick-like attitude, I looked at my outfit and got to the point.

Shit!! I forgot that I had already written a discussion diary and thought I was just going to sleep and left it for a thin sleeping roll!!

Now they might have thought of me as some weird woman who was showing her skin and inviting her.

Worst of all, this concludes my relationship with Master Flick, who managed to keep his first impression too bad.

They won't even let me see your face tomorrow.

That night I was wondering what look Master Flick would look like tomorrow, and I'd been smelling his coat trying to calm him down like he was going to cry, but I couldn't get a night's sleep to welcome him in the morning.