Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

As we were all spending time together, we eventually came on horseback to pick him up from the Count's house. I guess dinner's ready. That's why we're all going to split up in the carriage my father prepared for us and head to the Count's house.

The wheels make it hard to move over the newly accumulated snow, but, well, it's woven around there. I'm the one who contacted my father that the carriage would be good because I don't know if there would be any snow.

Instead of using water magic to replace the wheel, I'll modify the foot around it into an ice sore. Later, if you use levitation on the body of the vehicle, it will be easier to move the horses that are pulling away.

"Oh my..."

The soldier who picked me up had his eyes round the sight.

"Did they all get on?

"Mm-hmm. There's no problem over here."

Sheila, who bought the role of your servant, raises her hand and responds. It's getting dark around here, so let me play your part. Check the door tightness of the house and begin the journey to the direct jurisdiction of Count Gartner's territory aboard the leading carriage.

From a little rear, Corliss and Belius, with other demons on their backs, follow them flying through the sky. He is the lord, and the escort of the train.

I'm just using levitation on the body of the vehicle, and the horse pulls the sled without any bitterness and proceeds. Fly magical lights all around to the city as well as lanterns provided in front of the vehicle body to illuminate the snow path.

"Calm down, the snow forest is beautiful."

"Yeah. Maybe thanks to the magical lights"

"The tree ice forest... it's been a lot of trouble"

Theon and the others peered through the window and saw the woods lit by magical lights, making the percentages seem intriguing. And Las Nottes. I get my hands out the window and take the snow.

The Scions and Las Notes are new to natural snow, and they'll be new to traveling in soli.

That's how we get to the city. The gatekeepers were circling their eyes at the Corliss and the others, but they nodded in surprise when they explained that they were demons of use.

"Thank you for your service in the cold."

In response to Princess Stephania's words, when Corliss raised his hand to greet him, the other demons of use imitated it.

... The look on the gatekeepers' faces seems to have drawn me, but well, let's not worry too much about it because it's harmless. Michelle and others are laughing bitterly.

For now I have no problem getting inside, so I went straight through the city and Soli proceeded to Count Gartner's house.

"Welcome. I've been waiting for you."

And the servants will greet us in the front hall of the Count's house with their fathers.

"I would have had a hard time with my feet. Come here."

The servants' facial touches have been renewed with the case of Kathleen and the predecessor Marquis Broderick. There was no familiar face there, but the servants who would guide us through the mansion also seemed totally familiar with the Count's house.

It is passed straight to the Grand Dining Room. It is a hall that can also be used as a dance hall for banquets and other folds, but it is not decorated for Huami. It is illuminated with candlestick lights everywhere to give it a somewhat harsh, but seemingly warm atmosphere. You're right when it comes to fatherly seats.

"This... is a good vibe"

"I hear that the feast hosted by the Counts has a reputation among the nobles."

And when Claudia leaks her thoughts when she sees it, Rosemary answers.

Hmm. I guess Rosemary is used to these nightclubs, but does she prefer these kinds of seats to gorgeous decorations? Or do you value it highly where it is in line with your purpose?

"You have a part that fits the teachings of Master Michaela. Did Henry hear from Michaela... or maybe someone newly hired has been taught by Michaela"

"Sure...... It's not like you should decorate it. You'll learn."

As Grace said, Ashley nodded as impressed.

Ashley is sending her gaze and nodding all over the place, as she was impressed because she was sometimes on the side of holding these events, or because she was not other HR. It is also well received by the Kings of Melvin.

Whatever it is, it's a seat to welcome visitors to the grave on Mother's Day of Life, so it doesn't have to be flashy. It is decorated to such an extent that it does not damage the appearance and the product.

As we had met beforehand, the attendees were not alone, nor did they call the ministers.

Overall, it is a well-groomed seat, but does not appear to be a compromise when it comes to prepared dishes.

And that's where the Hadleys came in. Hadley and the others in the dining room look at us and they bow their heads deeply. They also suggested King Melvin invite them to dinner. It meant that I would be concerned about how my parents and children were doing.

Is it the first time that many people have been invited to dinner in the aristocracy, or does it look slightly nervous?

That's how my father said when everyone got to their seats.

"Thank you for coming all the way here today. There is no glamour in the deceased's seat, but we intend to make sure that you can spend your dinner in peace for that matter. If you will take your time and forgive me, I will be fortunate to be our Lord."

Then, to thank you, a round of applause arose from everyone. Just like last time, no musicians have been called from the outside because it is an inner seat. Though I feel like Illumhilt and Marion are going to buy me a musician role this time around.

When my father got to his seat, it was dinner time. White bread, cheese and tomato salad. Roasted bird meat, soup full of mushrooms and vegetables. Steamed river fish dishes, fresh fruit, candy craftsmanship, etc... line up with a little different dish from the seaside Term Wills.

There are many mountains and river delights unique to the hinterland. Me, Grace, and Ashley are familiar dishes.

"Mmm. Delicious."

Sheila was carrying the dish to her mouth, closing her eyes and savoring it carefully, leaking her thoughts that way. My ears and tail are also responding well. You have the impression that I've just prepared for this day.

If the meal is a paragraph, it will be a welcome time. Illumhilt and Marion play a quiet song with lute and violin, in line with the atmosphere of the venue, with a clear singing voice.

In a relaxing atmosphere, we approach our fathers, who have finished their greeting. Kathleen is in the position of being cautious at the Count's residence, but she was allowed to attend this seat. Nevertheless, it appeared that he was trying not to leave his father's neighbor even as he greeted him.

As I approach, Kathleen bows her head deeply.

"This is the Ambassador."

"How have you been since?

When asked, Kathleen answers quietly.

"I moved to the mansion, so I was more lenient than before. Reading books, embroidering… sometimes you can ride a carriage and head out to the river or meadow"

With your father and Darryl, go out to the nearest field or something? As I was asking, Kathleen does seem to have settled down since then.

"I find this a little strange right now. On this day, in this seat... I mean, I feel so calm so far. Once upon a time...... I guess I was anxious"

That said, Kathleen had eyes like she saw far away.

... Right. I've seen a lot of Kathleen acting in front of me, or am I under a different impression again?

I guess that means the connection behind the entanglement of the predecessor Marquis Broderick is gone beautifully and his relationship with his fathers is going well.

"Without concern, thinking is going to be different than it used to be. It's about tomorrow... I probably shouldn't be with you. Tell your mother I'm sorry."

That being said, Kathleen once again gives a compliment.

Is that... more about your mother than not being able to see the grave?

Indeed, I do not think it is necessarily a way of mourning the deceased to visit the grave. I guess it's a well-thought-out word.

"Okay. I'll be sure to tell you."

I also return a deep thank you from this one. Kathleen told me about my mother, and I didn't expect to hear these words.

You're really different than before.

... if you don't have any concerns?

Patrol your gaze. Speaking of the inhabitants ahead, it looks like they are quietly listening to the tone played by Illumhilt and Marion.

Does that apply to the people and me...? I don't know, though.

As such, time flowed slowly through the Count's supper.