Child Rearing Journal of the Strongest Wiseman～About My Daughter Being the Cutest in the World～

In this way the mastermind of the assassination of Isma, Baron Cornell, was captured by the authorities.

He made excuses at first and was also high-pressure on the investigator, but it turned out that there was an Imperial Attorney General at the venue of the engagement reception.

The imperial government is rotten, but not all the upper echelons are.

Some of them were worried about unsuccessful aristocratic strolls like Cornell, removing them, and wanting the peace of the empire.

That is the Attorney General of the Empire, Count Karl von Istat, but he was quite a prestigious judge.

He nevertheless tried to escape sin and cut Baron Cornell through the white, under a single slate.

He was stripped of his title and sentenced to 30 years' imprisonment and deportation from the country after imprisonment.

Regardless, Cornell was rooted in the empire's political and financial world.

The voice sheltering him was not small.

Count Istadt, however, also did not willingly return the brokerage of the prestigious nobility that would bring him to the royal family.

I did not give in to any big noble vows, pleading or extortion.

Numerous letters of unidentified threats were received in the Count's house, but the Count ignored them all.

One day a senior official of the empire, who boiled the business, delivered a letter of intimidation directly to the Count.

The Earl who receives it in front of the gate of the palace goes into harsh and bold action.

When he received the letter, he tore it down without reading it, and hung his piss on it.

Both the nobility who sent the letter and the guards who watched it were frightened, but their rigid actions instantly spread throughout the empire, and the Count's rigidity and fairness were known.

Unless this happens again and even assassinating the Count, the decision will never come together.

Generate such public opinion.

That was also a dangerous act, but so far the Count's life has been safe.

Because behind the Count there is a 'big man'.

That big guy has burning hair and eyes,

I have a hell of a knowledge of magic and witchcraft,

She was a very dangerous and beautiful witch.

Me and my daughter were staying at the witch's house right now.

When we solved a series of cases, we naturally went back to Lengrad College and returned to normal college life, but we had to say hello to the master we took care of before.

Baron Cornell was also cooperated in capturing him, and his master did a great deal of work after that.

If you go home without saying hello to anything, you will be cursed.

It is not comfortable to be cursed by one of the six great wise men of this world.

No, on the contrary, they'll curse you to death.

That's what I thought. I bought cake and tea at the famous confectionery shop in Teito to get her in the mood and offered it to the witch.

It is a cake and tea chosen by Fiona over a small hour.

The cake was an extremely commonplace shortcake.

I knew my master liked cheesecake, but it was silent.

I was wondering what kind of cake my daughter would choose, and because I wanted to see how she reacted when she was given a cake she didn't like.

Fiona cuts herself a shortcake of the rice cake she bought. I bought every hall.

It would be an unforgivable luxury for both fathers and daughters, but a gift, plus this many people, would be fine.

Fiona calculates the percentage for the number of people and cuts the cake clean.

Iris, a master.

Plus my best friends Harmonia and Isma.

And me.

Halfway through the number of five, so it's difficult to cut them apart, but my kids ate two pieces of what I cut into eight pieces, and my master and I solved that difficulty by eating the excess.

However, it was contested over the priority of the chocolate confectionery on the cake.

Seymour, a teacher,

"You, the elderly, should eat"

and asserts that

"I don't care."

made the claim that

He didn't care about that.

"You always do. It's not funny because we avoid every fight or fight."

And instead of chocolate confectionery, he even took the chives that were on my cake.

…………

Does this man really live to be 1200 years old?

I wish I could give it to the kids, such as chocolate confectionery.

I thought so, but I don't speak.

I thought I'd say I was 17 years old again.

- Correction, she said it out without having to put it in her mouth.

When you glance at this one so hard that you're likely to hear the phonetic sound of gibberish,

I thought, "You're 1200 years old now, aren't you?

And he spoke brilliantly of my heart.

She was a really sharp witch.

Whatever, I thought, but honestly, you don't have to answer.

Keep the topic away from age.

"No way, I don't even dream about it. By the way, Master, how does this shortcake taste?

"Fair enough."

He's the same person who can't say a word of flattery.

However, I returned my palm when I told her that the cake was my daughter's choice.

"Delicious, excellent. I've never had a cake like this before."

And, stroking Fiona's head, she was spoiling her niece.

Fiona is

"Ugh."

And, smiling,

"I chose it so hard for my aunt."

And I talked.

"I see, it tastes so good that my cheeks seem to fall off in reason."

The transformation was quite brilliant, but I'm not willing to blame it.

What worried me more than that was the dates ahead.

I wanted to talk to my master about when to go back to Lengrad School of Magic.

I asked insignificantly when I made sure the kids finished eating the cake and moisturizing their mouths with tea.

"Master, I think it's time to go back to Lengrad"

That was not a no, it was simply a consideration to enjoy the last reunion with my daughter, but the response the witch returned went diagonally up the anticipation.

"No."

And the witch said concisely.

It was a short, and childish tone.

She was spoken like a toddler who hated eating carrots, so she was frightened, but then she told her feelings.

"You can go anywhere, but I won't allow Fiona to leave here. Because of this, he came back to my mansion. You just have to suspend for about three more years and then let them go to school."

…………

I lost my words because they were so true to desire that I was too honest, but I told them to teach.

"Don't be selfish. Fiona dreams of being a magician. And the college has lots of friends for my daughter."

Even though I'm late for class, I added.

Having heard the words, the master puts his arms together and distracts his nose in a grumpy manner.

"Well, I know you left your class behind. That you're a teacher who doesn't teach classes at all."

"I changed my mind. I've been having a little fun giving classes to my kids lately."

It is a fact.

Kids' strange ideas inspire me and distract me from my research.

Or maybe I'm giving more research results than I was when I was caged in the lab all day.

In fact, I was also driven by the urge to get back to college and do research as soon as possible.

So tomorrow I want to go back to the Imperial Capital, but the witch, who is my master, can hardly shake my head vertically.

At least like three more days,

And I'm going to stick out three fingers.

They're going to absorb 'Fiona Minutes' with one eye in those three days.

By the way, Fiona Minute is a special ingredient that can only be absorbed by being in contact with Fiona, and when you inhale it, you get a full taste of pleasure similar to ecstasy.

To absorb that, they need to deal with Fiona all day, take her daughter to department stores and amusement parks, and buy her whatever she wants there, or put her on whatever plaything she wants.

And then they can take a bath with them, do something about their daughter's hair, tie it, or hug her from behind, implant her face in her head, and take a deep breath and she can replenish it efficiently.

I mean, he wants to play with his daughter, so he can wait another three days, but in the end, I understand.

Imperial capital and leangrad are far away.

I didn't know when I'd see him next, and in this case, I got my master to do his best.

This much selfishness should be forgiven.

I thought so.