"The heretical ability that is developing in a different system than magic, that you can use that power?
Geolas looks at me with a face that smells like frigidity.
Speaking of old exchangers, I had an image of him loving fortune telling, but apparently he's a denier.
Is it the same as in previous life that this world, where magic is at the centre of life instead of science, is treated heretically at a point off its centre?
"Yes, then let me divine one thanks for your help"
That's what I said. I'll take the maid's hand, who was nearby.
She did healing magic on me earlier. [M]
Semi-long reddish brown hair and similar-colored eyes.
The body is not so much muscular though tight, but maintains a feminine richness and softness.
Sawdust, and throat-soaking maid.
I even purposefully tried to cast a spell, but here we shall weigh more on the results than on the performance.
"I'm good at handicrafts, I like wine, it's kind of a mess, getting married in the wake of the opposition around what has a lover away from age. My friends of my age have recently started to gain weight and feel like a crisis, and -"
Every time I mention one, the expression of fright gets darker.
When I turned my gaze to Geolas for a moment, I opened my eyes and closed them tightly to fear something.
"And I pledge my allegiance to Lady Ales M. Geolas"
If she continues to do so, the maid takes a breath of surprise and then gives her a heartfelt relief look.
I had one wink smiling at her like that.
"So the result, what about the result?
The maid nodded deeply at Geolas, who showed her how to eat inside.
"... it's all hit, Dear Geolas. They even spotted things I don't remember telling others."
"Is this the first day you've met this boy?
"Yes."
Whoa, and cheers from the surrounding guards as well.
Geolas hasn't been able to hide his surprise expression while pretending to be calm either.
Seems to have succeeded in getting in first.
I don't care what you say. That would mean that exchangers, people who see things with paranormal powers, attract their minds.
"Thanks"
It wasn't me who said that, it was the maid.
I know why.
I lied about her swearing allegiance. [M]
Her eyes on Geolas are mixed with feelings of disgust.
Has something happened back in the day, or is it just that the sleigh doesn't fit?
Whatever the reason, I suppose you thought I had learned that by setting my gaze on Geolas.
That's why she was terribly frightened.
So if you pretend like you lied to me with all due care while showing me what you know, she'll start to feel grateful for me on her own.
Now the planting is complete.
"Oh, yeah, yeah."
Let go of my hand and speak up again where I was about to say goodbye.
"Yes?"
"My surroundings are against it because I know sexuality that I can't tell that person of yours. Young lovers are naturally getting old now, aren't they? And when that happens, I'm really worried that you can keep loving me."
Hiccup raised his voice and moved his gaze slightly to see if anyone had heard what he was saying.
Yes, this maid is a so-called pedophile - a shotacon, to put it in the way of previous life.
Her pupils remained open when she approached me and enchanted me, and then stroked my head.
I mean, I was feeling excited.
I'm not angry or surprised on that occasion.
Not to mention the fact that she wasn't in the dark and her pupils opened meant she remembered the sexual excitement about me.
"If you're thinking of marrying wholeheartedly, throw that preference away altogether, or let it prove that love and sexuality have nothing to do with it."
"Hey, why did you...?
"I told you, I'm a fortune teller. And fortune is what guides people. So if you want a better future, you should try what I said."
When I smiled at the edge of my mouth and slapped her on the shoulder, I went back under Reesha.
Reesha nods small, having already regained her calm.
"Well, now you would have believed me. Now let me get to the point."
"The real deal?"
Geolas tilts his neck.
I don't have any suspicious eyes anymore, a face that believes me to be a complete occupier.
"We came here because someone asked us to. He wants you to help him lose something important and get lost."
"Something important? Lost your way? Well, I don't remember losing anything, and I'm still in the process of going back to the mansion this way through my usual path.... Who is that person in the first place?
"Dear Grace M. Geolas, this is your mother."
Eyes open enough to wrinkle around your forehead, nervous and powerful eyes, half-opened mouth.
My guess turned to certainty, precisely the look of meeting a dead man.
"I keep a message from Master Grace. He wants to give you some final advice on the way forward in this realm."