Count Scribe's Tutor

Chapter 52

Sarphene's Invitation

Two days from now.

Ferda entrusted herself to a bed of nets installed in the backyard. Then, I stared at the grossly watering sky and made a blank face. Whenever I had something to think about, I was always like this.

There's been a lot going on.

The curse of Issa Biants, which I couldn't solve in the round, was lifted, and I also made a kite with Wizard Keshmif. I also became more acquainted with the Duke of Setia than I thought.

But it scares me to think of Duke Setier.

Ferda's face crumples.

“Ha, damn inspiration. ”

Two days ago, he confronted the duc all day long. It was because he constantly demanded a duel as a proponent of reality.

“It still hurts. ”

I don't know if the sky is gross, but there was no place where it didn't sting. Moreover, when I got dizzy, I had muscle aches that did not come well. I understood why Yoo Baek Hyun lived with the word ’damn inspiration' in his mouth.

When I was calm in a good wind and angry mood.

The bridge between the stars is blurry.

[Ferda, it's from Kalman.]

He was now perfectly accustomed to messenger roles. He exhales, mimicking Kalman's tone.

[You've taken over the East perfectly, boss. He asked me to tell you.]

Ragnar's control of the east meant he had established a network of information throughout the east. This will give us more and more useful information.

[Oh, and there was one more thing. I asked you to deliver this.]

The bridge reached out a note.

It was a list of the two princes, the nobles who stood for Sarphene. That's why I sent you on this mission. Ferda smiles and accepts the note.

“Tell Kalman you did well. ”

At that, I hid myself in my head.

The backyard is calm again. Ferda closes her eyes. Then I started to think about what to do next.

What to do when you finish your last business in the capital and return to your territory. And soon to be related to the second disaster. I was organizing my thoughts as if I were piling bricks.

I felt faint in the direction of the mansion between the stars. Familiar footsteps and light footsteps. It was silk and Isha. Perhaps she came out to practice the magic she was teaching.

I felt the magic of the dark dimension surge from afar.

While he was delighted to see the magic practice, his gaze soon turned to Isha. Ferda, who narrowed her eyes, thought of the first thing Isha did two days ago, when she was released from the curse.

I can't believe I'm pulling out of the tower. ’

Each rider also has power, but receives considerable support and benefits from the kingdom. It pays enormous research expenses and is free of all kinds of taxes. Moreover, just being on top of the tower is treated like a bird.

But Isha left without hesitation.

He then declared that he would follow the practice of the great mogul. Of course, there was a reason. I wanted to expand my horizons with a high-quality commander.

‘It wasn't very crazy. ’

Isha's declaration literally turned the tower upside down.

Is it okay for someone named Topju to be so light? Isn't there some other reason? Accusations and doubts poured in. Then there was someone who stood by Isha.

It was Earl Keshmif.

He admitted to being a truly powerful commander, and declared Issha's cause to be true. Then the debate ended quickly.

The Lord of the Seven Horses says so. What else could he do?

‘I'm glad we got along well. ’

Ferda smiles satisfactorily.

While I was thinking about the past, the practice seemed to be over. It's because I didn't feel the magic of the dark dimension. Then I heard Isha's voice.

“Hehe, you did very well. Lord.”

Compared to two days ago, my tone changed. The curse may have been lifted, but it was slightly more harmful than the first time we met. He was also called the Lord of Immortality.

“Let's take a break and get on with it. ”

Isha smiles.

At the beginning of the break, reality woke up. Then I ran to Ferda coldly. Isha frowns, but doesn't realize it.

“Ferda! Look at this. I learned a new magic! ”

A squirrel who picked up an unseen fruit.

He wants to boast, so his mouth is hard. Ferda looks surprised and asks.

“Really? What kind of magic? ”

“The magic of the dark sphere! ”

Attack magic representing sorcerers who use dark dimensional magic. It was often a magic in a similar position as a pictured fireball.

“It's a fast-flying magic that condenses the magic of sound dimensions to a high density and then deforms them into windows. It's surprisingly simple. ”

In fact, the dark spheres are magic that existed on Earth. That's why I didn't have to listen to the explanation. However, I nodded quietly because the disciple could not strike a candle while enjoying it like this.

“I'll show you. ”

At that time, the magical power of the dark dimension rose from the realm's hands. The rapidly coalesced magical power quickly turned into a sharp spear.

“How about that? Simple, isn't it? ”

Unlike the fact that she smiled brightly, Ferda was unable to laugh.

What appeared to him was clearly the dark sphere he knew. But the problem was that the number was not one.

Hundreds of dark spheres appear overhead.

Usually, this kind of number reduces power.

The dark spheres, however, floating in the air, each was a normal dark sphere. I was dumbfounded by the sight, and suddenly I heard Isha's voice.

“The Lord is the first to implement four circles of dark magic in half a day. And. ”

Isha's gaze is over her head.

Soon after, she sighs and mutters.

“· · · · · · · I know only the Lord can create this many dark spheres. ”

He looks bored, but his eyes are dazzled.

That's how talented you are. Ferda also regained her senses and expressed an honest admiration.

“Fantastic. I'll be a big help later. ”

“Yes! I'll study hard to help Ferda. ”

In fact, he smiled.

Then Isha suddenly raises her hand. After focusing on the two priests' gaze, she opened her mouth, staring at Ferda.

“By the way, Mr. Home Teacher, ”

Unlike when we first met, the title has changed politely.

The reason was simple: the day Isha left the tower and came to the mansion, Silvan introduced Ferda as his family teacher.

Isha, of course, questioned this. Apparently, Ferda was too far away from her homeroom teacher.

‘So I told the truth. ’

Wouldn't a butler or a secretary be more appropriate than a homeroom teacher?

Then the reality suddenly cleared up. Then he whispers something in Isha's ear. I don't know what I'm talking about. Surprisingly, after that, Isha admitted Ferda as a family teacher.

I had another drink there, and before he could see, Ferda was in complete awe, and I was curious about Isha's 180-degree attitude, and I asked her what she said to Silvan, ‘It's nothing.’ Only the answer came back.

Then Isha said:

“I'd like to redistribute the class time. ”

“Redistribution · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“I think I need more time in my class. ”

Usually increasing class time is due to the lack of educational performance of the trainee.

But this time it was the exact opposite. Although he had a high understanding of reality, he was too high, so Isha must have been burned up by the teaching.

“· · · · · So I'd like you to concede for two more hours. ”

“Okay, I'll do that. ”

Ferda nods gladly at Isha's request.

Isha tilts her head and asks.

“Are you okay? Less time for your classes? ”

“It doesn't matter. Your education is much more important now. ”

Ferda insists. because it was true.

Isha, on the other hand, frowned a little, as if she had heard an unexpected answer. But for a moment, Isha nods back.

“Hmmm! Well, that's true. ”

Isha shrugged her shoulders with a short cough.

“Okay, I'll start with more classes tomorrow. ”

Her mouth painted a soft wire.

By the time the story was finished, someone had approached. An elf in a black suit. It's Niella. She looks down at you, and straightforward.

“Forest Keeper, the royal family has contacted me. ”

“Huh? Royal? ”

“Yes, he says he'll meet you at the front of the house. ”

The answer came back, and his eyes were wide open.

“What are you talking about? ”

“Yes? I thought you had an appointment. ”

Niela asked, but his expression was puzzled as if it had never happened. While looking at this, something suddenly touched Ferda's brain.

“Is this from Prince Sarphene? ”

“Oh, yes. That's right. Does Ferda know? ”

Then I forgot to tell you.

Ferda took out the invitation she had placed in her inventory and explained the dinner arrangements with Prince Two.

Not long after that.

At the end of every story, his complexion turned pale at the same time.

His ears sag and his lips twitch. Ferda shrugs as she looks at the expression of nervousness and fear.

‘I knew this would happen. ’

In reality, it is a character that covers more faces than I thought. Especially the more formal the position. So it's always a burden to meet the royal family.

If you force it, you won't even have a proper conversation. Maybe we'll just spend the whole dinner pretending to be faces. That's why Ferda lightly patted the back of the restless thread.

“If it's hard, you don't have to go. ”

“Ha, but the Second Prince called. But if you don't join, ”

“It's okay. I'll go instead. ”

“Ferda? How? ”

Ferda smiles quietly as she looks surprised.

Then I took the fabric mask out of my inventory and put it on my face. Immediately, his face and body size began to change rapidly.

After a while, what appeared was the face of reality.

“Like this.”

Since I received the invitation of Prince 2, this was my plan.

Ferda glances at her body and asks.

“How'd it go? How'd it go? ”

“Yes, I think he's looking in the mirror. But... ”

“He's a little big. ”

Isha looks at the horse. There was a slight difference in size, as she said. But Ferda shrugs as if it were nothing.

“I can't help it. We have to be roughly well-rounded. ”

Fortunately, it didn't make a big difference. Five centimeters at the most. Rather, it bothered Ferda.

“Everything else is fine, but my hair is a bit annoying. ”

I guess it's because he usually keeps his head tied up.

Hair covering my ears was somewhat difficult to adapt to. So I tied it down with a rope. Then Isha scratches her hand, looking at it unwisely.

“Wait. Come here. ”

“Huh? Why? ”

“Aren't you going to meet the Prince in the presence of the Lord? So let's make it a little bit smoother. Come on, I'll tie your hair back up. ”

She pulls out a black hairband and ties Ferda's hair together. Ferda smiles with a much more skillful grip.

“I never thought you'd care so much. Thank you."

“Not for you, but for the face of the lord. ”

Isha insists not to be mistaken.

After all the preparations to act on his behalf, the silent act approached Ferda.

“I've got three ghosts on it just in case. You can tell them to come out whenever they need to. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

I don't know if there's anything to call it, but you don't have to turn it down.

Ferda smiles and looks at the faint smoke floating nearby. Then you hear a commotion near the entrance of the mansion. It looks like the wagon that came to meet him has arrived.

“I'll be back then. ”

“Yes, go carefully. ”

I waved my hands with a worried face.

Ferda turns away, accompanied by a disciple. Then he walked towards the Royal Wagon, which stopped at the entrance.

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