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

College in the morning, investigation in the afternoon, our dual life goes on for a while.

In the afternoon, at the end of the class, the daughters obtained permission to go out to the college and headed to the capital.

Based on the list I retrieved, I went on an operation to go around the magician's house, one by one.

You allowed my daughters to go out and help us with the investigation. College long,

"Classic, but not effective."

And, after appreciating the operation, he sent his daughters away with pleasure.

It was also this old man who contacted the Sorcerer's Guild to retrieve the list.

That's a 9th class magician. He is the Dean of the College of Lean Grad Magic.

There is a place where the connections and the speed of work lead to my master.

I praised Kareenin for letting go, but such Kareenin makes a good point.

By the way, isn't Lord Kite going out to the capital?

"Say?

I'm asking the girls if they're going to do anything.

"Well, I have my own way of looking into it."

"Hmm, can I ask you how to investigate that?"

"Right. Why don't we start by asking who seems to know the most about the situation?"

"Oh, my God, there's such a person"

Kareenin says so in a blurry tone, so this one imitates as well.

"Didn't the dean tell you the other day that this kid was special?"

"Firstly. Did I say that?"

"A child with some special powers at first. Or I thought you were a special kind of child like Harmonia, but that doesn't seem to be the same."

"You checked her out."

"For once, this is still the end of the magician."

"So, what's the conclusion that the sage lord arrived at?

"He was an ordinary child, even. It's a human child, and it has tremendous magic, no sign. But if there's only one thing that bothers you..."

"What if I do?

"Is it enough to have a mole on your right shoulder? That's not meant to be, either, is it acquired? There was a mole as if it had been burned to death by someone."

"I see. That's all Lord Kite could tell."

"Yeah, well, my master might have prepared a different view, but with something not so smart"

"If you're looking that far, I'll spare you the information. No, I was going to tell you from the beginning."

Kareenin explained the situation to me when she prefaced so.

"Does Lord Kite know that this college is wrestling with reformists and conservatives?"

"I realized it on my first day in office."

Reminds me of the chewing dog teacher's face I had on my first day.

Is his name McCaw or something?

This school of magic is full of high-ranking magicians, but just because magicians are high-ranking doesn't mean their personality is secured.

No, rather, the higher I get, the more I feel my personality is screwed.

The 9th class magician named Kareenin in front of me was also quite a feast, and there is no loophole. It resembles my master, such as pushing me into trouble and trying to get it to work out.

He was a bankrupt far from calling himself a personable man with my master.

It's been said for a long time that magicians and other things can't be knights and bureaucrats. I've never met a decent magician or anything like that.

However, teachers called conservatives in this college have many character breakers in the opposite vector to Kareenin and Iris Seymour.

There were many villains to spit on, not a lovable mortal like Kareenin or his master.

Many people, like McCaw, only had their self-esteem enlarged, looked down on others, and could not recognize values different from their own.

The point was typical villains, scumbags, that's the conservative teacher at Lengrad College, that was my perception.

The perception seems to be the same for Kareenin.

Did you read my heart certificate to the Conservatives from my expression?

I say it with my face as if I had scuffed a bitter bug.

"Apparently, Lord Kite and I share equal values."

"At least you don't like insidious, smart villains," he said.

"Right. But all in all, such a man stretches his power and takes power"

"Hate the world, right?"

"Dear Left"

"In that sense, my master is the same."

"Hmm, don't have trouble responding to that."

"Well, haters have their kind, too. Haters who don't like me move wisely behind them and carry profits into their mouths."

"I see, then, the mastermind of this case, Lord Kite, is going to crusade you"

"Do you mean our school teachers are involved in this Ritten kidnapping riot, whether we crusade or not?

"Unfortunately,"

Kareenin said with a look of heartfelt regret.

"Teachers at my school have something to work wrongfully on. No, it's not something raw and gentle like fraud. They are making huge profits by finding out about Ichii's baby and selling it off to demon followers (satanists) and mad alchemists. Criminals, no, you can call them bastards."

"Give a baby to demon followers and mad alchemists...?

"Can't you believe it?

"To be exact, you don't want to believe it."

Demon followers are literally people who believe in demons. He is an evil man who summons demons to this world and makes them fulfill their wishes.

To summon the devil to this world, he must offer an offering.

The offering is assumed to be sober and good, with virgins and babies as a staple.

There is a history of many women and babies who have been dedicated to sacrifice in order to fulfill the distorted aspirations of the Devil's followers.

Regardless, they were totally forbidden by the state, and if they were revealed to be demonic followers, it was stipulated by law that they would behead all the clan royalists.

Meanwhile, there is also a demand for babies among mad alchemists.

The human baby was a treasure in itself for the alchemist, excellent as a research subject, and beneficial as an experimental subject. Also excellent as an alchemy material.

In the past, dozens of baby organs have been used to try to smell dwarves and sage stones in flasks.

Of course, this one is a felony, and if you expose it, it's an immediate strike in the neck.

"... but there's such a demon-like one in the world"

"Of course."

"Before I met my daughter, I was a research idiot, but I still protected the last line. The human body is not the only one used for experimentation. I don't use it as an alchemy material."

"Hmm."

"I belonged to the Imperial Army and also acted humanely, but I have protected only the last line. But there are as many lunatics in the world who will cross that last line,"

"It will. Lord Kite. I'm sorry, can you find that lunatic and do something about it? The number of victims is still low. If their forces expand any further, their lives will be precious."

"I guess I don't have a veto, do I?

"No way, but I believe Lord Kite would work with me to solve this challenge"

"I believe, do you..."

That's a constant, I thought so.

But you can't even say no.

I couldn't throw it away more than I heard the circumstances.

Managing to bring Ritten back to her mother, that was a promise she swore to Fiona, and then Ritten must live peacefully under her parents. You have to be happy.

Otherwise my daughter will grieve. Nobody wants that.

Besides, this case, this college teacher is involved, because I can't throw it away.

If demon followers summon demons, etc., the Episcopal Church will surely look.

For if we let the demons go wild, the face of the Episcopal Church, which presupposes God's mercy, will be rounded.

Then the people will abandon their faith, as far as the Episcopal Church is concerned.

It is fatal for the Episcopal Church, which is made up of the charity of the faithful and the donation of nobility.

Perhaps, but if the case gets bigger, there will always come an organization that says it belongs to the Episcopal Church.

That organization is a "heretical inquisitor".

He is a priest who catches and hangs heretically persons contrary to the teachings of God.

If the heretical Inquisitor can keep an eye on him, the devil's followers will be literally driven out.

There is a worthy end to that sin awaiting us, but as for this one, I want to finish it before the heretical inquisitor travels.

Because the creation of homunculus is swept up in the subject of heretical interrogation.

Whatever it is, I'm not experimenting with Fiona, but I don't want to be searched for a painless stomach.

I think it's natural for demon followers and mad alchemists to get caught, but in the process, the investigation doesn't necessarily extend to us either.

As a father with a Homunculus daughter, that's all I wanted to avoid.

When I decided to, I told the old man with a white beard.

"Okay. Dean of Kalinin School. Let's do something about the bad guys behind this case."

When Kareenin hears the words, she creates an even deeper wrinkle in her wrinkled face.

I said this with a gentle smile.

"That's not the best disciple of the great sage, Iris Seymour. That wisdom is Empire One, and that justice is Empire One."

"I will work to the point where I don't dishonor my teacher's name. So, Dean, why don't you tell me everything you know?"

When I proclaimed that, the dean told me the information.