Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Journal

A few days later, from the thesis ceremony, which was grandly executed at the Royal Castle.

The move to the new home is over, and the cleanup is over. One evening I arrived.

In the new Arcs room, Noah spoke to Arcs as he remained on his way to his desk.

"Master Arcs."

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"Master Arcs, Master Arcs"

"Eh heh..."

Noah speaks to Arcs, but Arcs to his desk only leaks a strange laugh.

The sound is like a voice that goes out when you make a sloppy grin.

Noah faces that her husband never answers the call.

In the meantime, Kazzi peered his face through the door.

"What do you say? We're all set, aren't we?

"Good day, Mr. Kazzi. This is... as you can see."

"As you can see... hey, what are you doing? That guy."

"Apparently he's enjoying watching the medal."

"Oh......"

Kazzi also knew that Arcs had received a medal at the thesis ceremony, so he could immediately understand what it meant.

I wonder how glad I was to be awarded,.

"At first, it wasn't, but as I looked at it, I guess I gradually got the feeling that my activity was excellent"

"I guess I've never been praised before. That was praised by the greatest human being in the country. Don't be so happy."

"Yes, it would be an honor for you, Arcs."

"But don't bother if it's time for you to stop"

"Right. Master Arcs, Master Arcs. Enough, will you?

Did Arcs finally realize when Noah hung words to strengthen him? I stretched my spine for a moment and turned around.

"Ah? Oh, Noah and Kazy"

"Oh, it's not. How long have you been obsessed with medals?

"Okay? Soaking up a bit. There's nothing to be satisfied with, or to show off to someone."

"Be that as it may. Being possessed by a profit doesn't mean you're busy."

"Like the Marquis of Gaston or the Earl of Nadar"

"Yes."

Sure, Arcs doesn't want to be like that either.

If we lose sight of the right way by being trapped in gold and honor, we'll end up ruined like those two.

Plus, if you're on your feet, you could get stuck under your feet.

Of course that's for going after a man's life, I'm going to know enough.

But I'm still happy with what I'm happy with.

Whatever it is, it's a medal.

Ratings take shape, and I'm proud to say that I can wear them, and somehow I look good.

"So, what's going on?

"I came to tell you that it was about time we saw the customer."

"Ah! Oh, well, that's already the time!

"Damn, you..."

"Master Arcs. Primarily, if you do not allow your Guests to be welcomed at any time, you will be questioned about their qualities. Arcs doesn't have a title yet, but he's a military employer in the country."

"Right. Sorry. I'll get it ready in a minute."

Arcs apologizes to Noah and takes his seat.

Yes, what we're going to do at the Mansion is celebrate.

Having returned safely from the battlefield. In the meantime, he was awarded a medal for his work, so he decided to throw a little home party, although it was small.

Rather than celebrate yourself... you might be right to make it like a good day party because you also call Louise, Deet and Crave who participated in the fight.

After a quick check-up on himself, Arcs leaves Kazzi with the rest of his preparations and stands by to pick him up in front of Noah and the front door.

After a while, a carriage stopped in front of the gate.

A good quality body that is not flashy but gives you a glimpse of the money being poured into it.

Listed at the top are the Rustinel family emblems.

Eventually it was Deet, the red-brown-haired boy, who appeared to jump out of the carriage, the trace of the Rustinel family.

I used to blur my hair, but it's ready now, like a boy.

The clothes are outfits for a relative, wearing commonly worn by aristocratic youngsters for both men and women.

Today there was no broken head sword (guillotine) on the back, the band-aid on the nose had been removed, and the yancha boy had lurked a lot of ringing.

Deet in such boy mode storms toward us with a happy smile on his face.

"Arniky."

"Deet, are you here?"

"Of course! Aniki called me. You can't just not go."

When Deet says that cheerfully, he immediately looks like he's holding onto him and turns around his shoulder.

"Ha, I'm finally losing my mind. I attended a lot after the ceremony, but I couldn't breathe properly because of all the tough gatherings."

"The Rustinels were the most active in this battle."

"Yes. Everywhere we talk about it. At first, I felt good about being praised, but it just seemed so clear to me what I was thinking."

"Oh......"

To hear from Deet, at the party he attended, he was swarmed by the descendants of a nobleman who wanted to deepen his interaction with Deet.

Naturally, there, all the ladies in the mood were lined up, and the direct ball type of detailing seemed quite easy.

Deet scratches that and talks, he looks up at the mansion.

"Even so, it's my house. I get so jealous watching you."

"Deet, 'cause you're gonna get a big castle that's not gonna compare to this one any day, right?

"Yes, I am. This is a little different."

The mansions and castles Deet will give way to from Louise should be so large and large that they are not comparable to this mansion.

Still, envy may mean that your friend feels like he has a secret base.

Talking to Deet about that, Louise stepped out of the carriage.

Girl with the same red brown hair eyelid as Deet.

He wore military uniforms neatly at the argumentative ceremony, but now wears them broken down as before.

He is raising a sword on his hips, weaving a piece of skin of the beast, and returning to a wild, her-like style.

"Thank you, Lord Louise, for accepting this invitation"

"Are we the best?

"Yes."

"I'm talking about getting you a rare drink for everything. You can't just not go with this, can you?

"Yep. Expect the flavor too"

"You know what? Say it. If it doesn't taste good, I don't know.

Louise makes such a joke and smiles invincibly.

She would be drinking a lot of booze, but soma booze would definitely satisfy her.

"My lord, thank you again for this one"

"What, it's this way to thank you. Thanks to you, this battle was a good one. I got more territory, I got more money, and I know how His Highness fought. Besides, I even got Deet's war history. It's a good thing."

"Aniki."

"Oh."

Deet and, pussy, slap each other's hands like a high touch.

"And then, my lord. I'm talking about the silver example…"

"Leave it to me. I'll get you ready. As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to hear it soon."

"Well, I'd like to beg your pardon..."

To say that still means she's also figuring out what she's using silver for.

But it is still a little further to announce the existence of the magic gauge to the local monarchs and give it to them.

Sinn says he can't "shed bad stuff" on the local monarchs. Because if you give them the crude product, they could crack your trust with them. Therefore, I am more concerned about adjusting the magic gauge than I am right now, and naturally I have to get my numbers together, so it still takes a while.

In a way, it's no exaggeration to say that it hangs on your work.

I finished saying hello to Louise, and another carriage comes.

Coming down from there was Crave Arvent, a great man with silver hair.

"Whoa, did you miss the first one"

"Uncle! You came!

"Oops. It's my nephew's first gathering. You can't just not go."

Louise speaks to Crave, who says so and smiles.

"This is the Demon Master of Melted Iron. You've taken care of a lot in this fight."

"No, it was a hassle next door."

"No, not at all."

For a while, both Crave and Louise were on the same battlefield. I guess we share the hard work. Together, they are laughing bitterly as they thrive on the war story.

Whatever, waiting to talk to Crave,

"Whoa, Arcs, you can't afford me, can you?

"Saying?

"Look, look over there"

When Crave tells me to look at the gate, another carriage appears without setting it apart.

The emblem attached to the carriage belongs to the Kremeria family.

Look at that, nature and spine stretch.

The first man to come out of the carriage was a man.

Dark hair with crossed gray hair makes you feel old, but the footprint feels rough.

He has numerous medals on his chest, a treasure sword given to him by his predecessors on his lower back, and his outfit is dressed in a white based jacket. I get a strict vibe, but I feel stronger about the tranquillity of a swordsman who has gone through a mental phase in one way or another.

It's Perth Clemelia, one of the kingdom's generals.

Arcs can get to him right away.

"My lord, you have accepted this invitation and I thank you"

"What, because my daughter wanted to come? Don't worry about me today, enjoy the meeting."

As soon as Perth hangs that word, his daughter Charlotte comes forward.

Unlike when she saw it before tonight, she is dressed in a beautiful white dress, entirely with the presence of the princess of the aristocracy. Long milktee-colored hair is accompanied by a hair fastening and a stall hanging on the shoulder.

It looks brave when you put your sword together in a light outfit, but when you turn it into a dress, the impression is striking.

Even with a worrying look, the dress looked so good that it might be the [Beauty sitting at the window (Jacqueline)] in the Chronicle.

She doesn't pick the edge of her skirt like that and shows her gracious thanks.

"Mr. Arcs. Good afternoon."

"Dear Charlotte, I'm out of time. The white dress looks great tonight."

"Oh, good. I'd be happy to flatter you."

"No, not flattery..."

That's what I call it, but I think the statement was a little too kizzy, and I'm embarrassed.

"Your father told me. Well, it worked in the West."

"No, I just gave it to His Royal Highness."

"Oh yeah? I don't think that means you're inactive, though?

To Charlotte, who laughs elegantly, smiles back.

At the end of such a flamboyant greeting, another, girl, came forward from Perth's shadow in an understated manner.

A girl with the same silver hair as herself tied to a ponytail.

He wears a blue based dress and walks his approach with care not to tarnish it.

Reesha smiled like a flower the moment she saw her own face.

"Brother!

"Reesha! Long time no see"

"It's been a while. Dear brother, I really congratulate you on this award"

"Oh, thank you"

Take the hand stretched out to offer from Riesha.

It's been a long time since I've seen her. Same goes for less chances to see each other than before, but in addition to that, this trip west. I haven't seen him for about a few months, but it also seems like I haven't seen him in over a year.

Risha seems happy to see you this casually, too.

All in all, Reesha is here because when she admitted her letter of invitation to Perth, she wrote down whether she could bring Reesha.

She can't move yet on her own, and it's possible she'll be taken into account when Crave brings her in. For that reason, he took a meeting with Charlotte and asked her to get him out of Laceft's mansion.

Perth hangs words of labor on Crave.

"Lord Melted Iron. Thank you for your hard work."

"No, I didn't think they'd force us to the west end."

"That's all His Majesty means is that he trusts Lord Melted Iron. As Your Majesty's minister, I envy you too."

"I think they just think it's a user-friendly pawn."

"The fact that they think so would be a testament to being counted on. If you can, I want you to take my place."

"... No, you can't give this away, even at your father's request"

"Ha! I guess so."

Perth, laughing joyfully, now turned to Louise,

Lord Louise, thank you for your hard work this time.

"No, as for Atashi and the others, they let me earn it in an easy fight, so it's not enough to get me to work."

"Really? The West will be tough from now on."

"Well, yeah, hey."

That's what Louise says and shrugs her shoulders.

Indeed, the work Louise is going to have to do is pile up.

We also need to reconsider how we distribute the assigned territory to our men and with regard to the protection of the west.

After returning from Wang Du, that's what you'll have to work for without time.

Talking like that, the carriage shows up again.

The carriage is not particularly emblematic or anything like that, and I don't know which house it belongs to.

But this is the last person I'm inviting, so somehow I could imagine who was on board.

After all, it was Swoo, a friend, who got out of that carriage.

For some reason Lisa Lausey, the Inspector General, came down with me, whatever that is.

Not the usual moveable outfit tonight, but the outfit of the same dress as Charlotte and Riesha.

The color is not white either, red. It has slits in it from the waist, what an adult look.

The impression is a lot different because it is lightweight but also wears makeup.

I was blinded by her unusual appearance.

――――

Noticed herself still blurred when she picked her up, she grinned mean.

"Is that it? Maybe Arcs, did you see it?

"Huh? Oh, yes, no! Nothing. That's not true!

"Uh, really?

A friend's girl leaning over as she nibbles.

He turns away from being seen in his complexion, but stretches his neck to chase him.

This girl, she knows perfectly well and she does.

On the other hand, Charlotte looked surprised when she regretted showing her impotence.

"Maybe it's Master Swoothia?

"This is... Mr. Charlotte. Good afternoon."

"Yes, I'm in a good mood..."

Charlotte pays tribute to Sue.

This one, on the other hand, is confused with someone else for a moment because Swoo spoke a far cry from the usual language.

That's right.

"Uh, do you two know each other?

"Um, I mean, do you know him, do you know him?"

"Because I have spoken with Master Swoosheer at the Magic Court on several occasions. How did Arks-kun get to know Master Swoothia?

"I'm studying magic with her."

"Ah, then it's better that my brother is studying with me..."

"Oh. That's right."

Reesha speaks out like she's convinced because she knows she has friends who have been studying magic together for a long time.

That's it. Charlotte is "sauntering" rather than "sauntering" against Sue, which means.

"Could it be that Swoo is more of an identity than the Count's lady?

"Mr. Arcs, didn't you know?

"Uh..."

Stuck in a reply, Charlotte introduces me to Swoo.

"Mr. Arcs. This is Master Suussia Arguscia. I'm the princess of the Duke of Arguscia's house."

"Suussia Arguscia"

"When it comes to Arguscia, I'm sure..."

House of the Duke of Arguscia. He is a nobleman famous for his deepest ties to the royal family in the Kingdom. Although the Lord and the clan are known for their considerable mystery because they do not appear in very public places, among the nobles, the more rumours have been whispered that those who join this House have the authority second only to the royal family, the more they are considered powerful.

"... are you from that Duke of Arguscia house"

"Uh, well, huh?

I didn't think he was a civilian, but I didn't know he was the son of a senior nobleman lined up in the ranks of the Hordes.

I guess that's why Lisa, the Count, serves as your accompaniment.

Swoo approaches Riesha.

"Are you Arcs' sister?

"Yes, you know, the..."

By Swoo...... Riesha eats bubbles for being spoken to by the Duke's son. No matter how much you interact with Charlotte, this is the daughter of a junior aristocrat. Something about being in a hurry, even if it's not her, if someone close to the royal family can speak up to you.

"Calm down. 'Cause it's okay."

"Yes, I'm sorry"

"Yeah, nice to meet you, huh?

"My name is Liesha Laceft. Dear Swoosheer, thank you."

Risha greets him well, even though she is nervous.

In the meantime, I noticed that Crave had a strange look on his face.

He frowned and looked like he was thinking of something.

"Uncle?

"Uh, well, well. Is that what I mean..."

Eventually I convince one person to say so and start scratching my head behind me.

And for some reason I stared at this one and sighed loudly.

It also looks that way, as if I'm foreseeing my own hardships to come.

Well, what the hell is it?

In the meantime, Fufu Perth turned to Swoo and dropped his hips so that he could gaze at him.

"- So may I call you Master Swoothia?

"Yes, Count. Best regards,"

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No matter how much she is the daughter of the Duke's family, Perth, who is also arguably the summariser of the Eastern nobility, of the Count's family, who receives the rank of general from King Sinr, goes badly.

Sure, there will be upwards and downwards qualifications, but it's no wonder they suck so far against their offspring who haven't received the title.

Suw, on the other hand, gave Perth a voice in an atmosphere of clear courtesy, turning away from his earlier rampant attitude.

I'm not the only one who's confused about the exchange between the two, but Charlotte, who knows her face.

Louise is also narrowing her gaze, which means she doesn't seem to know why.

I'm concerned about such a strange exchange, and when I try to ask the person about it,

"Swoo?"

"Uh, well, haha..."

That way, deluded laughter.

Even more surprised at that, Lisa Lausey broke in.

"- Arcs Laceft, no prying needed. Keep it down."

"Huh? Yes. I understand that."

I guess the fact that she's going to stab the nail is a lot of delicate circumstances.

I immediately pulled back, guessing that I shouldn't go in.

Then Lisa calls out again.

"Long time no see. Arcs Laceft"

"We're out of time. My Lord Secretary."

"I hear about your arm, too. Loyalty to Your Highness, brilliant. As a minister of the same Royal Highness, I envy you too"

"Yes, I am also delighted to be able to fulfill the true nostalgia of the kingdom aristocracy"

"Oh."

Lisa nods to her satisfaction, while Riesha and Deet tilt their necks.

"Envious, is it?

"Uh, I'm not sure about that either."

"Death for the royal family is the honor. Master Dietria is a monarch with a great lord, so you can't help but wonder."

Lisa preaches to Riesha and Dieto how to be noble.

The way I think about it is bee feudalism. Somehow, but it reminds me of something called a samurai in a man's world.

That's what Lisa said and turned to us.

"I seem to have misunderstood you."

"Misunderstood, is it?

"Yes."

I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but, uh, Swoo pinches his mouth from the side.

"Am I right? I don't care how many times I tell you Arcs isn't a problem."

"That's... I'm a royal minister."

"Hmm. Lisa says my story is unreliable. Well."

"Well, that's not what..."

When Suh turns to Zito's eyes, Lisa is pushed into a twisted wind.

I also feel like Lisa has a mix of fright at any rate, but apparently there's quite a difference between the two power relationships.

Crave, who was watching like that, says slightly.

"The Inspector General is in trouble."

"O Wizard of Melted Iron..."

After all, Crave is bareback like he knows something.

Whatever, something identical.

Louise, the great lord, is at the top of the chart, followed by Perth, who puts the eastern valves together, and Lisa Lausey, who came to the clave and is probably the youngest.

To this, plus the private place and the seniority, it seems that Louise treats Perth as a person above her eyes, and Louise and Crave are ok in a relationship close to reciprocity, Perth is superior to Crave to a strange salt plum like......

Will that mean that there is a special name for Swoo...

With that in mind, he led the gathered guests to the mansion.