Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Sometimes the same symptoms as Ashley are found in people with strong magic powers."

When I asked Rosetta what she thought about Ashley's body, she said that.

They don't always do that because they have strong magic... but it seems to be a composite thing that strong magic tends to happen when combined with physical ones.

"I mean, often having a fever or feeling sick is a secondary thing that comes from your physique - in that sense, using magic or medicine isn't a fundamental cure. Although the solution is to build magic control and physical and mental strength."

"Who am I to continue my treatment with circulating smell?

When asked so, Rosetta narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I think your methods are very effective. Something I also studied to learn magic circulation. Because I didn't have much literature, and I figured out that it wasn't right for my qualities after all. So I'm surprised you can use it."

"... then I will continue with Ashley's treatment."

"I think that's a good idea. There's no such thing as a tour."

... why Rosetta aspired to healing magic, or the original (...) purpose of her mother's curse to suppress her properties? Maybe they're all connected.

Rosetta didn't ask me how and how I learned the magic cycle.

- You think the purpose was for my mother.

Though that's not true. I would have liked to be able to use it sooner if I could.

So I'm sure this must be the power I wanted, too.

Rosetta was smiling calmly, but she said with a look like she remembered something.

"Oh, it would help if you stayed here a little longer."

"Do you still have something?

Talcott's story seems to have been resolved, and I asked Rosetta what she should ask.

I don't think there's a reason we're in an empty classroom.

"Mmm. It's not like you guys have anything. Just a bowl of..."

"- Trouble, Count! Because it's irrelevant that he's just here!

"Say what. If Shaw's son bothered you, you'd have to say hello.

Rosetta held her around her forehead to the voice she heard from across the hallway.

"... I told you not to let me know so much"

... I see. Bowls, huh? Did you come out in person?

"Right here!?

The empty classroom door opened rampantly and a middle-aged, fat man jumped in. I have a good figure but a rough vibe.

Count Maurice, huh?

Looking indoors - my sight stops.

Until then, you had a disgruntled look, and as soon as you found me, you smiled. I'm just not laughing at all with my eyes.

"Hey, it's you. You stopped Talcott."

Maurice keeps such a sweeping look, hands wide open and comes close.

"Rhode-Cardif. He's..."

Rosetta tries to get in between, but Maurice says with a grin.

"Something like that. All I do is thank my benefactor. Get out of there."

No, so let's talk.

"I think I can help you."

I'm tired of Rosetta because of me. Hand control Grace or Ashley with his hips floating up and out in front of Rosetta.

No. I don't want to be white at all. It's just a bad move with half the wisdom going around.

"Hmm. I'm Maurice-Toram-Cardiff. Count Cardiff owns the house."

"My name is Theodor-Gartner"

Introduce yourself according to the courtesy of Pre-Construction alone.

I'll say hello too so I can fit over there.

"I hear Talcott took care of you. No, it's totally great at that age. We didn't get hurt, that's all."

Um. I mean, I don't like how we ended up intact with each other more than Talcott's actions and dispositions, you know?

I took control of Talcott intact, and Talcott couldn't hurt me. Did you think Maurice would be involved in his tickets? There will be a part about it because I'm younger.

I mean... I think there are a lot of things that should be distracted if you feel so ashamed of yourself right now.

"It was on top of the rules."

That's true.

If the use of highly killable magic is a prerequisite, I would choose a more secure way to fight it.

"Right. Right. That's a very good thing. You seem to have some manners, and this is quite something."

"I'm afraid so."

"But I can't remember. There must have been two Count Gartner's stepchildren, but which one were you?

"... Neither"

"Well? Are you a bastard?

Only narrow one eye and hoist the end of the mouth. It was a mockery that came to Maurice's face.

"- Oh, speaking of which, you've heard. What is the story of the other (...) of Count Gartner's house? If so, it's troublesome. I came all the way out here to say hello because I thought you should not be disrespectful because you were one of your brothers. Apparently, I've made a mistake."

What a mistake. From the beginning... you knew where I came from, didn't you?

I was wondering what you were doing here. In short, if you want to piss me off and make fun of me, let's make a profit.

If so, it's a misprospect. He thinks I'm attracted to being a bastard.

"- Your mother hall is famous for being called the Virgin, etc... but it wasn't out of the aristocracy, was it?

"Count Maurice!

"Lisa, do something!

Rosetta's blameworthy voice. Grace also found herself standing up by knocking down a chair.

Maurice doesn't mind them, she smiles and tells me.

"Five years ago, was it? I was here to get away with it. In the region - even in my territory, the lower bitches (...) seem to have died wildly in large numbers. No, it was a disaster at all."

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Lower bitch...... you say? Wild drooling. Dead?

Guys like you say that? A muddy, fat pig in the center.

Mother's way of life. You talk about how to die?

This guy... this guy killed...

"To you - what do you know!!

Though with a bright white head, he had assembled a surgical formula that would only ensure that the pig in front of him was erased.

It was such an angry voice that chilled my head.

Huh... Ashley?

Ashley had tears in her eyes and was screaming like that.

Seeing, both Grace with her hands on the ring and Rosetta, who was still about to beat her...... is solidifying on Ashley's sword screen with a surprised look.

"What do you and others know! Tell me about Lisa! About us! There was that one, so many people were saved! That's not all! You took my father and mother's revenge! Words and deeds insulting that person! Shame on you!

Oh - well. Did she know?

That's why Grace liked her, too.

"Little girl... you know who you're talking to?

"You are the one who knows what you said! As the head of the Baron Syln family, you can't see our benefactor and parents insulting each other!

"Baron Siln's house...?

Maurice frowned for a moment.

I couldn't read the situation because an unexpected ambush appeared, or when I pounded my tongue, I left the room.

There was no clear rhetoric, but it was like scorning another noble lord in the face.

Did you think it would be awkward to overlap the loss at this time, not to mention the pattern below from the Count's house?

But... okay. Got it.

This place - I'm going to miss it by putting up Ashley's face that angered me for my mother.

But... you have clearly become my enemy.

Always. Always pay for what you say and do now.

"Sorry, dude. Dear Theodore, I..."

Ashley is holding her mouth and leaking a small whimper.

"Lady Ashley needs to apologize, nowhere"

Grace was forced to remove the ring, so there's blood dripping from her nails. Rosetta is also taking a deep breath to calm her anger.

Ha. It's lame for you. If Ashley's voice had been a little slower, someone in the three would have smashed that pig. You won't regret it or blame it, but I'm pretty sure it's been a hassle.

- Calm down. Because it's like Ashley was angry with me instead and said what he wanted to say. Just stand around calmly for that.

You can run if it's just me. But what about Grace and Rosetta? Do you want to pay the price for cutting off that amount of pigs?

Breathe loudly.

"... Grace. Hands."

"I'm sorry, I don't. I 'm-"

"Fine. I know."

Take Grace's powerless, drooping hand holding Ashley's shoulder and hang the healing magic.

That's where I screamed. If it weren't for Ashley, who was supposed to be in the furthest position from his mother in all this. You were definitely going somewhere.

Do what your mother did. That I risked my life to make it happen.

Because I found out that someone else inside me was thinking that much. Is that because you were a big boy, like Ashley?

"... thank you. Dear Ashley,"

Ashley shakes her head to the side small. I'm sorry, and they apologize for why. I wonder why you're apologizing... she doesn't understand herself.

I feel a little confused.

Wouldn't it be the first time something so strong and angry has happened in itself? Nothing - Ashley didn't do anything wrong.

As she gently wiped her cheeks with a handkerchief, she raised her face to her surprise and let the tears pound again.