Among the Duke of Denning, the race known as the Servant is special.

Cockoo for Sansa. Charlotte for me. Unlike the knights you depend on, you can feel more connected than your family. That is the Duke's immediate and exclusive subordinate.

"Oh, my God, you're here... you've been hit, Charlotte."

"I've been hit. I can't believe Mint was special to the Duke... but the difference in age. Isn't it amazing...?

"That old man, how old are you, a pervert... hah, this is easy."

Both Charlotte and I sat on the wooden deck in a calm room, relaxed and weakened. The body shaken and stiffened in the carriage is relieved. Does it smell good to induce drowsiness, or is it a black ornamental plant placed in the corner of the room?

"Dear Slow, can we just relax so much...."

"It's okay, Charlotte. I'll be busy soon anyway."

It was all a new Servitor candidate who came to me, and I couldn't figure out who she was. I knew from the beginning that Mint was related to my father. I knew it. Still, it's impossible to be my father's personal servant.

How old are those two? Mint must be as good a wizard as Sansa admits, but he's all yours?

Would it be all right for him to be a dedicated servant of the Duke of Denning, who is also famous in this knighthood? If I were the Duke's devoted servant, I'd be more likely to be invited to the ceremony than I am.

"--Boy and Charlotte. It's dinner time. What do you say? I can tell the innkeeper if it's delivered to this room."

"I'll eat, Silva. You're supposed to eat it."

"That's right. Look, it's not like you keep getting depressed. Ah, this room. It smells good."

Silva came to our room without knocking. He is stepping into the room with his feet and gazing at the interior of the room.

I get up from my chair and put my shoes back on. Charlotte seems to want to relax in his room a little bit, so we should head to the dining room first.

"There's that chair in your room, too. That feels so good. Cloud's husband said he could buy a sword for a business with one leg... Hah, you're disgusting, this is why a nobleman..."

"The man who was also chosen as a Guardian Cavalier is going to say that now, Silva. You had a good life when you were with Princess Carina."

"The commoner feelings that have permeated my heart won't disappear inside, baby."

Quickly expelled from Crush Magic School, we came to the city in Yorem.

The accommodation offered to me, who is a Duke official, is the best that shows three fingers in the city. Besides, it's one of the four rooms on the top floor.

After arrival, they are welcomed to the fullest extent possible.

"Tell me, why am I in the same room as Cloud's husband? We're good age, too."

Give it up, Silva.

"Hah... I'm just going to let you stay in a fine room, so I won't say anything more... I can't believe you're with Charlotte."

Charlotte and I share the same private room, as well as a cloud and silver room.

They complained about why they were in the same room, but they couldn't help it. The town of Yorem is on the brink of a flash because of a sudden election by officials at Crush Magic School.

Now, there are a number of reasons why I am just a student and I was sent to such a fine room. One is being a Duke official. Yeah, that's probably the biggest reason. Wherever the Duke (Denning) is named, he exerts his influence.

But this time it's just a little different. I don't know, that's not all.

"Ah, senpai! You finally came down! How was your space!?

This is the junior of Crush Magic School. A black-haired, black-eyed first-year inn run by Tina's family.

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