Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

From the royal castle, I moved to my dedicated lab, which I made in the corner of the magic department, for more than six months.

Although it was the narrower premises, the user-friendliness of this room, which has remained almost unchanged since the time when the equipment on which it was placed worked as head of the magician regiment, is comfortable besides.

I can immerse myself in research with very little work to do. This environment is exactly heaven and I spend most of my time in this lab.

In such a place of relaxation, it is the school director of Epis School who is currently turning his blame on me.

"- Are you listening to me properly? Senior Celery."

"Yes, sir. I'm listening."

If you answer with a look at the children in the [water mirror] spread over one side of the wall using the medium installed in the four corners of the room, the school director will make his voice absurd.

"Then why did you accept Aginis' offer?

Before he complains that way, emphasizing every word, is a document stating that you and your men will be allowed to go out at night. At the bottom of it is written my signature.

Seeing it reminds me of you, Doyle, who puts Fia on her lap and smiles.

His arm was brilliant this time, sometime flexing the fia. It has been decided which way to lean if you put it on the scale to undermine her mood or sign her a night's permission to act. Because it's hard for her, the Spirit of Fire, to bend her navel.

He also deserves credit for his willingness to finish my signature so that other faculty members don't be frightened.

You can use me or Zeno's name, but it's a problem to rely on. Because it doesn't make sense to retire if we are put to our power every time.

You didn't seem to understand that when you brought Julia away, but what happened in the last few days? I don't know what triggered it, but it's a good change.

- Kids grow up fast.

This doesn't seem like a long day for me to be able to get in. Think of that day you'll be visiting in the near future, and your mouth will blow itself apart. Doyle, when you crossed Zeno and me and also surpassed Lord Alan, I can't wait to see what look you have on your face and stand beside His Highness Grey.

I'd love to see that sight with these eyes. Yes, while chanting in my chest, I turn my gaze to the school director, who is still unhappy with me. And to do something about this situation, spin the word.

"Because the material submitted was great and the paperwork wasn't flawed, was it? I guess the others signed it because they thought so. I'm the only one who can blame you."

If you tell him that with a strange face, the school director will have a remorseful look on his face.

"It's really well put together, and it's not flawed. Seven Wonders. Let me look into it. What if something happens?" The Sobbing Tree "is a natural phenomenon like a tiger falling whistle in places. I have some idea who" The Blue Soul "is, but I have no idea about" The Second Librarian, "either, do I?

"None of this is dangerous, so it's okay. Just in case, this is how we also monitor you. In the first place, assuming something dangerous was breaking in, what the hell are you going to do? It's pointless where someone who can scratch the eyes of me and the spirits took care of them at the time of their opponent. Whether you push it into the dorm or leave it free, it won't change the outcome."

"That's right."

The school director, stuck in words, pushed silently to see if there was a good objection to my statement. But he didn't convince me, and it says "That's not what I'm talking about" on his face.

- Well, there's all sorts of things hidden in this school.

Epis School, which has had a long history with the Majesta, hides a variety of materials and magic props that cannot be left in the castle. While encouraging the healthy growth of the children, I'm guessing from the school director, who is also entrusted with the management of such substitutes, Doyle, that you guys can't be optimistic about exploring the school.

But, Doyle, you've already found a forbidden library room. When I picked up the fia, I said, 'With that said, does Master Celery know what's in the basement of the library?' What did you say? Finding other hidden rooms will also be a matter of time.

I've had a grudge since earlier. I'm not sure if I'm going to tell the school director that it's too late to look at me. But I remember my old self and decided to serve my chest for a while now.

I've been sneaking around since I stumbled across a hidden room while I was at school. I wouldn't do anything wild to stop you, Doyle.

More importantly, there are many useful magic items and valuable materials in the hidden room. Some of them were the basis of my sorcery. I'm sure those will help you, Doyle.

Having concluded so, I will open my mouth to end this conversation.

"In the first place, Doyle, if you want me to be dear to you, I wish you hadn't given me permission. Because you are the dean of the school."

To my words, the school director wrinkles between the eyebrows wondering if this is still the case.

Perhaps in him, his personal sentiments about not causing any further trouble coincide with his desire as an educator that he must be fair as a school director. But we know which one he will choose, etc.

"As a school director, you can't push back students who have come to get permission by following regular procedures without clear reasons,"

The school director exhales heavily as he responds as he imagines.

To him like that, I laugh and tell him.

"Then give up."

After receiving the final notice, the school director had a regrettable look on his face, he stuck it at his desk.

- The seriousness of weighing discipline over your emotions hasn't changed for a long time.

With a groan, I turn my attention to [the water mirror], reflecting the Doyles, as they grin bitterly at their former men who are trying to digest the frustration they have no point of pointing at.

Between the trees, which began to color like autumn, there were five students and Fia, Julia, who had recently become my maid of honor, and then the Spirit of the Wind and the Spirit of the Water, who watched the children a short distance away.

At the end of their gaze is a platform with a wide variety of sweet piles on it and mountain fairies who were invited by the sweet scent to face out of the trees.

To that sight, Jeff, you and Sorcier squirm happily.

"He looks just like his master said."

"That's the Mountain Fairy......"

"You feel more like a hairball than a fairy."

"Yeah."

In the vicinity of the two of you exchanging words with the Hiccups, Doyle floats the protection of the Spirit of the Wind to which you are contracted. Jeff, as well as you guys, Doyle and your squire Ballad and Lutze, Fia and Julia, have similar magic on them, so it's probably meant to hide the signs. Because mountain fairies are cowardly.

"Full of them."

'Right. But you can't use magic just because there's a lot of it, Fia. They're weak, so be gentle when you catch them.'

Doyle is kind enough to say to the exciting and eye-catching fia.

"Yeah!"

Doyle, you gently stroke Fia, who replied well.

- I miss you a lot.

I think that to the figure of the Spirit of Fire, who strokes his head and narrows his eyes in a comfortable way.

I knew Fia was close to the spirits he was contracting, but I'm surprised that you and Doyle are that close.

The Spirit, a mass of power, prefers humans who have a high degree of fitness for the attributes they preside over. Yeah, I can see it. Fia is also a spiritual kid who likes and dislikes it intensely, but Doyle, when the hell did you get along so well?

How accurately did you touch Fir's harp wire, Doyle, something that makes you think it doesn't matter if the fire is less apt? Either way, it's a very interesting event.

- Shall I hear more about how you get to Flexible when Fia returns?

If you are following a painful exploratory mind and adding an appointment, you and Julia groan with distant eyes next to the intimate Doyle.

"... I'm a prisoner, aren't I? Why are you capturing all the tenants you caught and almost all the fairies in the mountains?

Did I say something? Yulia '

'No, nothing!

But I reacted to that voice, Doyle. When you turn your eyes, she immediately smiles and deludes.

"... right"

Doyle, who swallowed the words he was about to say to Julia to show obvious rejection, turns his attention to the fairies of the mountain when he zeroes his sigh with an unfortunate expression.

Julia, on the other hand, was stroking her chest down for not being pursued for unnatural words and behavior, while watching Doyle with a face that seeped guilt.

Julia and I understand that the freedom you have now belongs to the late you took me out of the castle. She also knows that it is excessive kindness to herself. But, Doyle, it must still be horrible to believe you and expose everything.

... This one's going to take a little longer.

I'll show you how to wait, Doyle. I'm wondering if I can tell you something to hide, Julia. It's a shame to break the trust that you two are about to build, so I'd just like to wait until she's willing to talk, but the reality is that I can't say something that long.

That's what you know, Doyle. Because you seem to be looking for Zenos and the man who took him away, not relying on the information she has, while trying to narrow down the distance from Julia somehow, like this one.

Waiting for his opponent to open his heart, but being able to do everything in his power to keep the worst from happening, he will surely become a boss admired by his men. I'd love for you to grow up like this.

Doyle surrounded by you, Luce. As I look at you and think about the near future, Balad, who was watching the fairies of the mountains, speaks up.

"Dear Doyle, it seems that the fairies of the mountain have come out"

'It's about time. Everybody ready?

Doyle, if you ask that in a small voice, Lutze, you will pass on your acceptance by hand. Confirming that his men were in good hands, he then turned to Fia and Julia. And when you make sure they snorted, Doyle, you will gesture and instruct them to surround the fairies.

In the meantime, too, the fairies peeking at their faces from the trunk peek around and see if there is any danger, one by one and they head for the treat as they roll off the tree.

Doyle, who is measuring the break-in desk, puts on a delightful look as the children finish sieging the hairballs gathering in the confectionery and wait for the signal to come out.

Looking over the water mirror at the sight, I recall the past he had followed by the time I came to that look that I didn't notice. And well done. When I was impressed that it was what came here, the school director, who seemed to be back at some point, opened his mouth unexpectedly and so on.

"- They seem to have a lot of fun. And that childish look of Aginis, I think I've never seen it before."

Doyle exhales relief at you with a year-to-year expression, and you seem very happy with that glaring look of narrowing your eyes.

- There's totally an educator on the board around breaking my face about the kids who seem to enjoy it while I say what it is.

I zero my grin on his schoolmaster-like side as I feel the length of the years flowing into the serene look on my men's faces, who were under the circumstances that if they didn't fight, they would kill me, but questioned the battle, and were zero tears in taking people's lives.

"That's right."

Nodding, I look back at my days so far.

I never imagined the day would come when my men, who once battled with me, would be bosses, albeit on paper, and I would take a whip for future children, who had taken many lives.

Zeno, who was so rough, is also completely retired and no longer just a grandson fool.

If you look at us now, what the hell is Amelia...

Do you laugh when you see us completely round, or zero your breath of relief when you're glad you're calm? Now I imagine as I remember the late childhood taming.

And that was then.

Smudge and Doyle When the school director, who was looking at you, gives you a hazy look as if he remembered something, he turns his body towards me and asks quickly.

"With that said, he said it was okay for them to be involved in the Seven Wonders, but is there really no danger? There's no such thing as' actually - 'like one of the slimes from the spring ahead, is there? You can trust me, right?

The school director is desperate to get confirmation of how traumatic that was.

"It's a treat. Nothing as fine as that. In fact, Doyle, you didn't say anything, did you?

"I just didn't let you say it! His Royal Highness Grey was also silent because Aginis would not speak of dissatisfaction, but you had eyes for 'There is no next'! I don't want them staring at me, do I? Please seriously stop being such an okay guy by Celery Senior standards!?

If appropriate, the school director will say so.

The calm until just now, where the hell have you been? The school director's desperate shape is strange and tickles my prank.

"It's okay. Don't worry about anything... maybe."

"Maybe, maybe. Be sure to guarantee it!

Nevertheless, I don't even feel a little pathetic when I look at the school director with the look of death on his face.

I've been very helpful to him, including in this lab, in one of the giant slimes, in the training room I've prepared for you, Doyle, and in the employment of Julia, and in some of the hidden rooms. For once I am grateful, shall I reassure you this time?

Having concluded that, I will teach you about The Second Librarian, which he would be most concerned about.

"Senior Celery!

"Yes, sir. I'm really fine this time. Because she won't hurt her students."

"... her?

"The identity of the 'Second Librarian' is because he is a spiritual of dirt who has lived in the land since before the school was built"

"What?"

Was it the first ear that the earthly Spirit was in the land, and if I told him so, the school director consolidated with a surprised look. After laughing at that dumb look, this brings my gaze back to you, Doyle, at the end of the story.

"Senior Celery, tell us more about that story -!"

There seems to be something the school director said to me back, but I ignore it.

"Fia, he's gone that way."

Doyle, I reacted to your voice. Fia reaches out to the mountain fairy who came to her feet. But before that hand touched the hair, the fairy dived into the dirt.

"I got away."

"That's faster than I imagined."

Doyle whines with a difficult look as she strokes to comfort her soggy fia. Looking at that sight, I thought of a dirt spirit that would soon face you, Doyle.

She is so deeply grounded that people know each other badly and is usually not perceived by her fellow spirits. But because I'm a big kid lover, I occasionally look at things on the ground through earthly shapes.

Her eyes are earthly shaped, therefore, the shapes that she mimics are thousands of different, such as people and animals. He must have been imitating the librarian this time. Amelia cautioned you that using human shapes is prone to rumors, but she seems to have completely forgotten.

How would she react if she saw you, Doyle?

I only saw that once while I was in school, but I've heard a few stories about how close I seemed to Amelia. What does she think of Doyle, the grandson of Amelia and the spiritual gatherer of many spirits? That's interesting.

Besides, from that nostalgia, Doyle, if you get into a pact with the earth spirits, I might even tell you that Fia wants to get a pact, too. Then, Doyle, you will make a covenant with the Spirit who presides over fire, water, wind, and earth.

That means getting protection for all four major attributes. If so, Doyle, you are the first hero in this world to be called [the brave one]. It's a big case, rocking the world.

- I'm a happy man to meet this kind of fun in old age.

That's what I'm thinking, and the scattered men gather around you, Doyle, to start the operation meeting again.

"That speed. Bare hands are tough, Master Doyle."

"Do you want to set a trap or something?

"Or change the place and do it again..."

Mr. Doyle listens to and contemplates the opinions expressed in your order, Mr. Jeff, Mr. Solcier and Mr. Lutze. Watching the kids discussing it with a serious look, I was heartened by the big incident in history that was going to happen.