Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

The whole story of Arezel ends. Yuna's eyes still shine and she can't contain her excitement.

"Are you sure you're going to do that? In the middle of a reception!?

"Haha, as I was telling you, Harna is a lover too ~. Really true. You can bet on my soul as a merchant. Besides, it was no other Derris who invented this. I'm just getting on with that delicious story and playing the Abacus in the mood. If you still doubt it, ask Derris or Nell by the time."

You want me to take you to the two places? Yuna shook her head to the side in a panic to Arezel, who even suggested that

"Oh, no, I'm not doubting anything else. The masters will be busy, and I don't want to take the time."

"Ha-ha-ha, really. I assured Derris I wouldn't, but this is not what makes me want to scout."

My soul as a merchant hurts, but I can't afford to cheat on the deal I made with Derris. Arezel managed to curb Yuna's desire to scout, while getting her participation in the event, the promise.

"No, thank you so much. Thanks, Harna."

"You're welcome! By the way, Mr. Arezel used to not be an adventurer with his master or Mr. Nell?" Fear, "in two names."

"Oh, nostalgic stories or - what stories, Yarona?"

Yuna's question, casually asked in a natural stream, easily slipped Arezel's mouth. It slips like a refined natto and refreshes like freshly squeezed juice.

"Oh, if you seemed to be hiding it, you don't have to force me to say it. I'm sorry I asked you something weird."

When Pecori and Yona bow their heads vigorously, the adorable ponytail jumps.

"... well, I'm a disciple of Delis, and I don't know if I mind. This is a secret story that I'm going to tell you only about Harna, so please don't say anything else. It's special, Harna, so we're gonna talk about it, right?

"Uh, ah, yes"

A smiling allezelle flickers just a little bit of pressure similar to that of Nell, hanging some kind of threat loosely. If you rose, you rose? and including such a noisy meaning.

"As Harna guessed, I've done adventurers with that couple. How many years has it been? It was a long time ago. Even if you're such an old man now, Derris has known you since you were about the age of Harna."

"Really? Uh, that, too, Mr. Nell?

"Nell, what a kid you were. Ten years old or there, I've been following Derris since then. I was more honest then than I am now. No, really."

"Heh, heh. But Mr. Nell, you're still adorable enough!

"... you have a hard eye to see. Nell's body grew splendidly and his mind grew reasonably adult. Still, the essence changes that much. Me, my body and my mind are still the same! Elves!

Yuna and Arezel forgot the time and got excited about the old story, and that and this and the story got exciting. In the meantime, Arezel's reputation for Yuna goes up and runs to the point where she doesn't need to talk.

"- Well, that's why I'm taking on the corner of the Great Eight Demons. As an adventurer, I decided to die there because of all my previous positions. Dellis and Nell were also advised to take their vacant Daihachi seats, but they didn't feel comfortable with it. What, I achieved my goals at that time to some extent, and I was unmotivated because my buddies left, like? Derris had no choice but to kick the devil's Lily Han in the back pot. Nell said he didn't know. So I waited and became a decent subordinate and became a watchman."

Mainly, I was even starting to get to the point where Derris hadn't even spoken yet.

"Ha ha ha... I thought the masters were awesome, but they were such close relationships with the Daihachi demons, too. It's a surprise release from earlier!

"Let him? Your master and Nell, they were actually one of humanity's most powerful candidates, weren't they? As for Derris, there's too much blank, and now, honestly, it might be subtle."

"Really? Master, you're still strong at all, aren't you?

"It's just a story that used to be - awesome. I have a chance now, okay? Uh, but lately, I've been training spontaneously... and maybe Harna was motivated."

"Eh heh. Oh, really?

Yuna is illuminated, but as a price, Derris was deeply and deeply engraved in his heart that the example Death March was the greatest difficulty here. I was carving it so much that I wish I hadn't been motivated.

"... but is Mr. Arezel stronger than his master, who can say that his current master has a winning chance?

When Yuna looked up again, laying face down in the blindfold, there was Yuna as a warrior. Curiosity about beings that may also exceed their own masters, or a manifestation of the upliftment Yuna herself has cultivated so far? Unconsciously, Yuna had become a warring man.

"Ooh, those eyes. I'm so sorry, Harna. If you're smart and brainy, I'll like you more and more. Even now, Derris told me not to touch you. No more seduction, huh?

"... or sorry for overlapping. I feel so much better today."

In the end, even if Yuna's gaze was hit from the front, Arezel's smile never broke. Nature and Yuna are doing just as they usually do, and they immediately say their apologies.

"What's up today, Yamayama's mighty man is here. I think I might have been hit with such poison. I don't care, I'm not that depressed, but yeah. But some of the venues are just joking. Let's do the same thing there. Hmm, spit it out while you're at it, correct in a way?

Are you imitating Yona's trick, Arezel, who looks cute and tilted at her face? The appearance was a behavior that should definitely suit you, but for some reason it didn't look fatal.

"Chihu! Chihu! It's time to bake it up. Huh? Where have you been?!?

I can hear those screams coming from the direction of the cooking area.

"Oh, you shouldn't! It was already this time!

"Whoa! There's no more time!

"Mr. Arezel!

"Harna!

"" See you later!

Shpan. The two, who disappeared from the roof of the church with the sound of the wind, walked as hard as they could to each holding area. They were to make it at the critical point.

- Kaaan, kaaan.

The aftermath of the wind that has been winded reaches the church bell and celebrates the day that it is today. However, whether or not the ceremony ends peacefully as it is is is yet another story.