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

The meeting place with the mad alchemist Ferdinand was the corner of a flattering slum town.

Ishleen, the capital of Leanglard, boasts one of the richest in the continent, but nevertheless the poor exist.

Displaced people were pushing from rural areas and from remote areas at home and abroad, forming groups and building slum neighbourhoods.

Slam streets exist opposite places away from the heart of the capital, just where the School of Magic is located.

That was the kind of place that condensed the dark society of the capital, where violence, burglary, drugs, prostitution, and crimes that roughly rallied the negative parts of man were committed from day to day.

As if to symbolize them, the slums, even during the day, do not reach the sun.

On top of the valley, which was not originally sunny or well drained, the building is dense, so the sun doesn't physically reach it.

Wherefore it was dim and shady, even during the day, as if at night.

Me and Chloe step into such a slum town.

I feel my gaze first when I enter Slam Street.

The inhabitants of the slum instantly distinguish the stranger from the inhabitant.

If you are an outsider, make a rule first, and decide whether it will be gold or not.

If it's going to be a duck, for example, it'll boil over.

Or if it seems weak, drag it into the darkness and get rid of it.

That's the basic attitude or survival instinct of a slum dweller, but fortunately no dweller came under attack after an hour in the slum.

Chloe leaks like this as she relieves herself of her chest.

"Dear Sir, I'm relieved. I thought you'd get a slum in 30 seconds."

"Oh, they're so smart to see. You see who we are, and you're suspicious the other way around."

"Are you who Chloe and the others are?

"If you look only at Chloe, it doesn't even look like a worldless nobleman's warrant has gotten lost, but there's a man in a robe next to him. I guess it's enough to alert them."

"In fact, you're one of the best sages on the continent."

"One of the best, but, well, you can't beat the crunch there."

Having said that, I raised my level of alert by a step.

It's not because the loose ends are approaching. Because he went away the other way.

"Looks like we're at the deepest end of the slam. I hear it's true that you can't even relax from here."

"Right. I don't even see a resident."

"From here on out, it's the root castle of Slam's criminal organization. Not only are the cats, but the inhabitants of the Dark World can't get close without help."

"Has a man named Ferdinand designated such a place as a meeting place?

"Yes."

"You're getting suspicious of the man more and more. Perfect for organisationally buying or selling illegal materials"

"Right. If we take Ferdinand, we may get physical evidence or testimony that will lead us to the evil sorcerer in college."

When I said that, I whispered with my expression intact.

Talk to Chloe in a very fine voice.

Chloe the machine doll picks up the words.

"Do you know it's attached to someone?"

"Yes, of course. Don't lose Chloe's sensors."

"I haven't lost it. But that's a hassle."

"Shall we make sure?

"How?

"By the Extreme of Seymour Stream Magic"

"Catch him and hang him for torture."

"Yeah, I was Seymour last time."

"I hope you don't practice for the rest of your life."

"That's unfortunate"

But you can't leave it, Chloe claims.

"- And I thought at first, too, that we could leave it here."

"Why not?

"First of all, I can't feel any hostility towards the tailer"

"But the very act of tailing seems hostile."

"If only it were someone else in red. But that's the face I saw."

"The face you saw? It's not in Chloe's database."

"That's right. I don't think we've met before."

"Did Lord Taruji make a new woman while Chloe was gone?"

And, Chloe frowns back, so I'll make it clear.

"The woman I'm following is the one who gave me and Fiona the baby and ran away before this."

"Is this the woman who pushed Ritten like a rubber!?

Chloe looks like a rare surprise.

"Definitely. I won't forget that."

"Then extra, shouldn't we get that woman? One of our purposes is to find Ritten's mother. The mother is in front of us, so we need to make sure we hear what's going on."

"If that woman's a mother, that's fine."

"Is it not?

"At first I thought that woman was my mother, too, but it didn't seem like it. No, I'm sure you're not."

"Do you have a basis?

"The very fact that you're following us is the basis."

I see you don't have to imitate that if you're a real mother.

"Yeah, but on the contrary, you've deepened the mystery. If that woman is not her mother, why did she leave Ritten with me?"

"You care"

"Right."

"Again, this is the depths of Seymour's quintessential magic."

"No, let's not do that. Our goal is to find Ritten's parents. That's what Fiona and the others are doing so hard right now. Besides, if you reveal the full extent of the human trafficking organization, you might know it from that side."

"I mean, it's so much quicker to find a human trafficking organization and drive you to destruction. So that's it."

"Exactly. I don't know who that woman is, but, well, she's the kind of woman who protects the baby from the bad guys and pushes it against me. Not a bad one."

"Right."

"Then this is a place to ignore. Besides, you don't have to set it up from here. You'll be in contact from there in time. Then you just have to ask again"

"What if, then, you don't reveal who you are?

"Then all you have to do is show me one scale of the depths of Seymour Stream Magic"

"It's torture."

"Say it more elegantly. Interrogation. We just use magic to speak to deep consciousness and hear it out."

"I see, you're truly elegant"

Chloe said so and smiled, pointing to the building behind the road.

"Looks like we've arrived at our destination."

What Chloe pointed to was a flattering tavern.

It was a dirty stone building that was likely to be in Slam Street, and it was splendid and disproportionate if only the name of the liquor store did it.

"The Golden Jumping Horse Pavilion..."

Crush the name of the building.

There must be a magician here, Ferdinand.

I was going to catch that Ferdinand and get some information from him.

"Well."

and as he wrapped the hem of the robe up, he consolidated his mind's prep.

I wish a man named Ferdinand was a clean man, but humans who got their hands dyed by dark magic are bad at birth.

There will always be a battle if we try to capture them.

A man named Ferdinand belonged to the Sorcery Society when he said he was a fourth class sorcerer.

Then you should be able to defeat it at your leisure, but probably not so well.

If that class had been in the Church of Mages by the time he belonged to it, he should now have gained more upper strength.

Sorcerers who have deserted the Sorcery Society and fallen into darkness are often strong.

Because legitimate magicians often extremes dark secrets that do not dye their hands.

You throw away the Sorcerer's Guild because you don't have the secrets that the Sorcerer's Association forbids. That price doesn't make sense unless it's fascinating and delicious.

Therefore, it would be better not to insult the man who is about to confront you with a hundred sorcerers.

It could be payback if you weren't feeling like confronting a magician in the 7th, or maybe the 8th.

I thought so. I opened the door to the Golden Jumping Horse Pavilion as I put my strength into the wand I had brought.