Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

The Duke Carlisle son curse was also resolved and much appreciated by the Duke Carlisle.

"Uncle, what happened to my treat?

"Oh, that's a reward, huh? I kept it as an official document. Let's hear anything else. If we were bad, our house might have been crushed."

The Duke of Carlisle understood the horrors of the curse better than the one who did.

"You may be asked to come out to the meeting."

"Oh, okay. Is there anything else?

"Help me if I'm in trouble"

"Hehe, of course I do"

If we were laughing soothingly at each other, the Duke of Carlisle son jumped.

"... Miss Rosalind! Why are you so close to my father?

"'Cause I'm a former work buddy."

"He's a former work buddy."

Because I was close to having tea in the Chancellor's office. My father and Milfi dad also made light paperwork. The royal castle is next, right?

I could have gone to Master Alfiej on a facepath... I wonder if that would be all right. Isn't it bad security?

"Hey, Miss Rosalind."

"Three documents from the Duke and a plan."

"............ yeah. Fine."

"If I could..."

"Fine. I owe Miss Rosalind. It's good for me and my father."

Master Alfiej took it on with pleasure.

One of the Royal Castle's rooms gathered His Majesty the King, Dear Alfiej, Dear Aldin, Three Dukes, Dilk, I, the President of the Sylvester School of Magic, and the Rector of the Royal School of Magic.

"Busy place, you said you couldn't"

"No… if His Royal Highness Alfiej is at your service, where will I be?"

"Hi-a-a-a-a-a-a!? No! Thank you for inviting me!

The principal bit. I know you got nervous about high nobility + royalty, but calm down. The only chairman of Sylvester's board is the Earl and he's well-placed.

"Well, there's nothing else you've gathered. Do you know the flying-class system of the Royal School of Magic?"

Master Alfiej went on to make sure everyone nodded.

"I actually tried to use it, too, but it was a great system. You're not gonna do Sylvester?

"Because our school values tradition."

"It sounds good when it comes to tradition, but it smells old, doesn't it?"

grin, and smiled and made him smile.

"Do you have any opinions? Miss Rosalind."

"Yes, Master Alfiej. Honestly, the Royal School of Magic is more advanced than Sylvester."

"What?"

"Become!?

Principal, why are you surprised? Grasp it.

"As for etiquette and manners, for example, Sylvester belongs only to his own country. Most nobles are made to do what they deserve. There are ordinary people in the Royal School of Magic who haven't learned, so I don't think the noble class needs to do the same thing as the squire class."

"Gu..."

"In addition, the Royal School of Magic incorporates practical manners from other countries." Arithmetic and foreign languages are higher than Sylvester's, to be honest. "

"Guru..."

"In addition, there are traineeships for the Knights, Merchants, and Magic Court. Things you don't think contribute to future talent development?

"Besides, there are bullying and violence against students in the noble class, even though they are equal. Some faculty members acquiesce to that. I can't seem to say it strongly because I have a title problem."

"... Really?

"The Royal School of Magic had a student council simmering around it. It was meritocracy, and it's not uncommon for a common student chairman"

Sylvester board chairman distorting his expression with anger. But still, he was calm. So much so that I want to make a praise.

"... did you bother calling me... to disparage Sylvester?

"No? I'm not that free, Count Sylvester."

"So..."

"Sylvester is an old school. But I can't keep my head stiff. But on the contrary, if Sylvester works well, don't you think there 'll be others?

A cold smile suits Master Alfiej well. A grinning cold smile. Overwhelming charisma.

"... yes"

No other intimidation that says yes if you're a normal person. President Sylvester was also nodded at.

"Yes. Then the story is quick. I want you to run a joint venture with Sylvester at the Royal School of Magic for a while."

"What??

"To??

"I've been trying to make a plan over here. Sylvester can learn how to do the Royal School of Magic, and he can pipe with the Knights and the Magic Court. The Royal School of Magic learns how to manage from Sylvester. Count Sylvester's management skills are not as wasted as this I want to apprentice. The squire system is an apprenticeship system."

"No need"

"Then it's the only way. Take this."

"This is..."

The Duke of Carlisle, who had previously been silent, issued a seal. Hmm? It wasn't in the scenario, was it??

"Ha... delivery of expulsion?

What a discharge delivery for your son the contents of the seal were. The Duke of Carlisle, who sneaks a wink at me. My uncle already has tea! Nice!

"Too bad."

My father also issued a seal. Huh? Uncles............ Guru? Is it guru?? My father has also been sneaking winks. You're a guru! My father's cool too!

"Right, that's a shame"

The Duke of Laurel also issued a seal. Yeah?? The Duke of Laurel has also been winking so carelessly. Hey! They did it! It's hard to laugh!

"I don't have a choice."

And I've even issued a seal to His Majesty the King. Hey, your smile looks just like Master Alfieji! His Majesty the King and the Three Dukes are the faces of evil kids whose pranks have succeeded. Hey, Wahl, you're my father! They're all lovely! It would be lovely if you guys!

"Ma... no way..."

Sylvester chairman confirming the seal. You're looking worse and worse. No, expulsion should be just verbal... Nice prop!

"That's a shame. Count Sylvester, you can come home. We have to hurry up and see other schools."

"Ugh, that's the only way. If suddenly the Royal/Duke family and I quit, there would be a bad review… there is also the hand of the Sylvester board chairman, and it is a traditional school. It won't crumble."

"Huh? Sometimes it crumbles?

Master Natural Aldin snapped his neck.

"Yes... my school is exactly that crisis right now... my school has some support from the state, and I have managed to shrink it... to be honest, the hole where His Royal Highness and the Dukes quit was too big... and I was reassigned to chase more and more other nobles as well as bad reviews... and I was sure it would be pretty harsh..."

No, Principal. Seriously, are you sorry? But Nice Assist! President Sylvester's complexion is white!

"Town, please… I'll take this story"

President Sylvester admitted defeat. And it burned out.

"Shall we talk about it in detail? The Burtons should step back. You wanted to testify as students and faculty, so you were present. [M] Now, shall we pack up a specific story? Because we already have measures in place."

"" Huh!?

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

"Excuse me."

I was just like, 'Damn, you almost did it while I was talking about my subject. You can go home later because I'll do it,' Master Alfiej said.

Good luck, Principal of the Royal School of Magic and President of the Sylvester Board.

And then I managed to see two shriveled people in the royal castle... Master Alfiej connected the joint management of the two schools on this day, and the flying class system was put on until the start deadline.

Dear Alfiej, Super awesome. My candidacy was correct… no, it was very correct.