My name is Daisy von Preslaria. The second daughter of the Viscount family of the Kingdom of Zaltenburg, almost five years old. Emerald green hair, aquamarine eyes. I live in the mansion of the King's Capital of the Viscount Preslaria, and if I have time, I miss reading the botanical and herbal drawings, and sometimes I walk stuck with my gardener. I loved the thing called plants, which answers if asked properly.

"There are so many flowers this year, and the colors are beautiful. Brilliant."

My mother praised the roses in the garden.

"Unfortunately, this year the lady was also interested in taking care of the rose, and that was carefully watched and handled by the way the rose was grown. And I'm sure the roses have responded to that."

My mother smiled and stroked my head.

As a matter of fact, I have a high plant taste and I am not very high level yet, but acquired [appraisal] skills sprouted. So we can look at the plants and take care of them efficiently.

Like this, for example.

[Daisy]

Plants

I'm not well. Young leaves are eaten by small potato worms.

This is what it would look like if you were human.

[Daisy von Preslaria]

Second daughter of the Viscount.

Health: 10/10

Magic: 150/150

Occupation: None

Skills: Appraisal (3/10)

But I thought everyone would never be happy to see their skills, though I rarely take a peek.

Change of story. I'm almost five.

Our country is required to undergo a baptismal ceremony in the year in which all its citizens turn five. Because at that time, we will all give God a vocation.

Incidentally, for us aristocrats, baptism is an important ritual that affects all the way to the superiority and inferiority of future professions and marriages. What is desired is a profession with the power to protect a country such as Kensei or a sorcerer, or an outstanding civilian position. Parents are happy when they get into these positions, and because these professions are often inherited from parents to children, they also get a lot of deductions in favor of employment and as marriage partners.

By the way, my house is a family that has produced excellent wizards. My father said that he was the deputy magician director of the Magic Legion and my mother, too, was quite talented in magic (although she soon got married). One brother at a time, one sister at a time, the profession is given a magical mentor and is expected to have a future.

... I, too, was naturally expected to be given a 'Magic Master'.