"Do you need a workout to be beaten with a stick in order to be a wizard?

"Nothing, I haven't been hit..."

Tifa, who finally understood what Ivan was angry about in further questions, argues so for now with a troubled look on his face.

If you did watch without knowing, it would look like a pretty weak girl being unilaterally beaten up by a good adult.

Yu's expression and attitude are also not good in that sense.

but in the first place, it is obvious that he has been properly handed down at a time when he is so pimped by being beaten with a wooden stick, albeit for training, and no problems have arisen that my father cares about.

but a human with blood on his head doesn't make sense like that.

Besides, no matter how much training it is, it doesn't feel good to have a young youngest in pain in front of you from a family member.

Even in that respect, it seems difficult to convince Ivan.

"Not my father's point, but I doubt I need that intense and dangerous workout, too."

"We're going to the actual dungeon in the college curriculum, so it's dangerous if we don't work out so we can protect ourselves properly, right?

"So if you get hurt, don't you have an ex or a kid?

"You'll be fine because my arms aren't good enough for Mr. Yu to fail like that."

"Oh. And I wouldn't be such an inefficient person to talk about in the first place, to get hurt in a workout."

Almars sighs deeply and deeply at the words of Tifa and Yu, who would like to say from his family that that's not the problem.

What can I say, at a time when Tifa, who had been scattered in earlier workouts, was pimping, it would probably be futile where Ivan or Almars said something.

"That sounds like a guest coming..."

"Hmm? Oh, isn't that Rhea"

"Oh, good morning...... that sounds kind of taking in"

An adventure-style woman, apparently coming to buy bread, rushes to say so against Yu and Ivan's words and tries to pull in.

Her name is Rhea Sullivan. He also has military service experience. There he is a veteran cleric warrior and is one of the adventurers introduced to Yu by Almarth at the liquor store.

Rhea, who was interested in the two of them because he was watching Yu and Tifa bring back mountains of prey during the introduction, was touring the workout as he bought the bread for today.

Ivan speaks up to Rhea, who has the anxiety of knowing his face or signs that he is about to hit the run.

"You've been watching?

"Uh, about five minutes?

"What did you think?

"As much as I want my master to apprentice me, I have been coaching carefully, and even though I'm still a child, it's amazing in so many ways..."

"... So, are you polite?

"I'm polite enough to envy you!

Rya, who has had a lot of experience so far, answers Ivan's question with all her might from a unique perspective of a veteran.

The fact that she was a healer in her case was disastrous, or the injury was beaten without any help.

Bruises and fractures are everyday tea meals thanks to you. I had even been in a critical situation where a broken rib stabbed me in the lungs and the magic couldn't be used properly.

Then thinking about it, there's more to complaining about than a doorman who takes care not to get hurt properly, no matter how efficient it is.

In the first place, if you want to get injured in an attack to the extent that Tifa was eating during a meeting, you can't even lead a decent everyday life.

"I know it's polite, but do you need to work out so hard?

"Magic users don't know when or under what circumstances they'll be called to the battlefield, whether they're clerics or wizards, and in those cases, survival is paramount anyway. So I was wondering if I could work out too much when it comes to defense."

That's what Rya says in response to Ivan's further questions with reference to his past service experience.

Three years ago, she is joining the war as part of the army following a call from the Trion government during a mass outbreak of monsters that prompted the birth of the previous regime.

At that time the magic user, also the type of wizard usually caged in the lab, was the first to be targeted and died instantly, witnessing a large number of troops devastated by the collapse as it stood.

That's why I don't feel comfortable disputing Yu's guiding policy.

"There's no kiri to talk about around it, so let's keep it that way. I want to go say hello again after dinner because I roughed up your office today. I'm sorry, can you give me a message?

"Okay. But all the monsters you two have been tailoring are just a pain in the ass, and rather they've been so helpful as this one, you don't have to worry so much about it."

Rya answers Yu's words with a smile.

As a matter of fact, when we met earlier via Almarth, we really just met up early in the morning and because of the large number of preys that had to be processed.

In addition to the fact that the adventurer's liquor store has become too hasty, in combination with Tifa's workout and breakfast time, he has relinquished his rights to prey as a nuisance fee and left the liquor store.

That's fine if you look at it financially, but as a yu who just went through an adventurer for about a year, I can't help but worry about manners and stuff.

There won't be a problem with being sweet about Rya's words, but Yu wants to keep a proper greeting because he's going to go around and strangle himself when he scorns these things.

"It's all about manners. He told me not to worry about it, and I don't think so."

"Right. Okay, I'll tell him."

Somehow I guess what Yu cares about, and when I say that and I bow my head one thing, Rya walks away in some good mood.

After dropping it off, Yu gives Tifa instructions.

"As I just said, I'm going to go say hello to the liquor store after dinner. In the meantime, Tifa needs to help Ivan."

"Yes, I understand. But while you were running, you said you had something to worry about, didn't you?

"You think after you say hello to the tavern. Well, it's just now. I don't know what kind of danger you're in, so I can't just take Tifa."

"Ah, right..."

Tifa agrees with Yu as he stuck to his words.

Precisely, the fact that I am a fool right now is dubious.

"I know you have a lot to say over there, but it would help if you could do it after you come back from the tavern"

"... oh. Instead, I'll let you talk as carefully as time permits."

Ivan agrees to Yu's offer without breaking his reluctant face.

Thus, while the atmosphere was subtly poor, the Baker family breakfast began.