There is a border line between the Neue Miladin and the Liengrad empires, and naturally there is a place of detention.

The bills received from the Dean of the College and the Master's letter of introduction were powerful, and without scrutiny, the Sekiguchi was able to pass.

"The power of bills and references is amazing"

Chloe says.

"Is it that amazing?

was Fiona's word.

Chloe explains.

"I used to cross the border a few times before, but the bills I received were waiting for about half a day."

"Well, that's what my bills and references are for"

"Besides, Chloe was scanned inside to see if she was hiding something in her body. It's humiliating."

"Did you have that hand or do you put it inside Chloe when you hide the shit"

Chloe swelled and stared at her cheeks when she joked.

"I'm kidding. You have a pretty angry face."

"If you do that, you won't get anything."

Chloe twisted cutely, "Humph," and got in the carriage.

The rest was a relaxing journey if you let yourself into the leangrade.

This country is in good security.

I don't worry too much about getting attacked by bandits.

It would also be unlikely to run into a herd of monsters.

Could this carriage speed get me home in three days?

"Long time no see."

"Well, I've been away for a month."

"I could travel with your father for a month. Mixed."

My daughter leaned over when she said so.

"Instead, I'm a month late for class."

"It's okay, in the meantime, I did the homework that the Dean gave me."

"That's great, Fiona."

"Eh heh, that's great."

In other words, it was Chloe who leaked a frightened voice.

"Depending on Chloe's memory, Kareenin, the Dean of the Academy, was happy to send me out to teach Fiona and the others how to study while she was away."

"Speaking of which, you made that promise."

"In the past month, I've never seen you in class."

"But Fiona, of course, both Harmonia and Isma were doing their homework right, right?

"In the meantime, what was the Lord doing?

"I was reading an alchemy related book. All I had to do was go and buy magic books that I could only buy in Teito, and look for experimental equipment for excavations at the flea market."

"The point is, you didn't do anything like a teacher, did you?

"My life itself is the material."

And, lying.

"Do you know the word teacher on the other hand?

And a shuddering Chloe.

"I know. I just hope everyone doesn't have to be a good magician."

"Yes, it is."

"Besides, teachers are teachers again. If you set me up as a bad example and put me in self-drilling, some of you might become a great sage."

"I don't know about dis, but Master Ogi is really probably unmotivated."

I'll take it as a compliment, which leaks a grin.

"In the first place, I don't care about the soul and guts of college directors and masters trying to get me to work"

Speak eloquently.

"We've evolved with that in mind how easy it is for human civilization. How easy it is to capture a beast, an ancient man who thought so invented a weapon and gained prey. An ancient man who thought so how easy it would be to get past winter invented agriculture. The magic is with me. How easy it is to move, and that's how it was knitted out is the magic of Transfer and Flight. So what I'm missing is a sign that I'm a civilized man. One day, I dream of making the ultimate magic of just falling asleep with delicious food in my mouth."

"You're not going to chew (shudder) eventually," Chloe said when she heard the argument, but her daughter agrees fiercely.

"Your father always thinks about magic."

And he gave me respect.

It is the usual pattern.

My daughter misinterprets me as thinking about the Underworld Nation and pursuing the truth of witchcraft, even as I fall asleep.

Me too, "That's my daughter. Fiona's the only one who understands my thoughtful premeditation," so my daughter also takes it truly and becomes more respectful of me.

Chloe said, "I hope Fiona doesn't become such a self-depraved sage."

- Well, there's no chance of that, so shall we be a little diligent?

I take out the material that was in the carriage.

It was a few days to the capital, but I decided to teach Fiona to study by then.

Once you get to college, your life as a teacher begins again.

We need to get our sense of action back by then.

That's what I thought.

Fiona was happy to help.

The material I took out was world history.

The moment I saw the textbook, I bluffed.

"You don't like history, do you, me"

"Really? But, Father, you always explain it in detail."

"To be exact, I don't like the history of textbooks. Textbooks are full of lies."

"Is textbook a lie?

"It's not just textbooks. History books are full of lies, too. I've lived a thousand years, so I know all about it. The thirteenth generation emperor of the Miladin Empire, for example, but this guy is supposed to be sick and dead, but in fact, no, he was assassinated by his wife and her mistress. So..."

And my historical backstory and inclusions go on and on.

Because my daughter asks me "yeah yeah" with interest.

Where I found out the truth about history, it doesn't do anything to my daughter's life. On the contrary, there was a chance that the college grades would go down, but my daughter still listened to me.

The story, which is not in my father's and daughter's history textbooks, continued until I reached home.