Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

"It's you... you know what you've done?

At the corner of the hall, Cyril asks Philia in a whisper.

I decided to turn my attention to Phyllia because Mi was doing the perimeter vigilance.

"What, you just killed scumbags, didn't you? You did it, didn't you?"

Philia answers Cyril's question, looking somewhere sloped.

The statement was mentally problematic, but could not be described as an understanding of Cyril's intentions in terms of content.

"I'm not saying that. I'm saying that your actions are an act that endangers us all."

"Oh... what, that way? ─ ─ Don't you care too much? You're all strong, and I don't know what to do."

"... I guess that means I'm not going to change my attitude"

I can see Cyril's anger approaching the boiling point.

What Phyllia did was ruin all the "going about things in secret" policies that we were all so desperately committed to.

Let the bandits give you the scream of the Terminator without hesitation, and kill your enemies with hatred as you speak out of anger yourself.

If they do that, even bandits other than those in this hall may notice it strangely.

There are adventurers who have left behind the phrase "incompetent allies are worse than capable enemies," but we can say that this is exactly the situation.

What to do when this happens is quite obvious.

I took control of Cyril and stood in front of Philia.

"Now you're Mr. William? Mr. Satsuki's been loud for a while, but could you give this body one kiss and shut it up?

Philia's mental appeared to be imprisoned by dark delights.

Perhaps it is the undead trait of the Ghost, supported by strong resentment emotions, that makes emotions prone to fall in a bad direction.

I spin my words toward Philia, even though I think maybe one act at the tavern was some kind of miracle.

"Philia, I need to check again"

"Yes, what is it?

"We've been in a collaborative relationship, and there's room for us to continue to be in a collaborative relationship until we finish bandit exorcism. That's what I think, but how about you?

…………

Philia shut up.

Then a little, she opens her mouth.

"... is that a threat?

"It's a reaffirmation of interest. If you threaten our lives, we have to consider the option of breaking up our relationship with you."

…………

Phyllia shut up again and nagged.

The nature of Filia today is, in a nutshell, "sweet".

I take the benefits that are given to me for granted, and I consider it acceptable to say some selfishness.

There is generally no point in preaching reasonably to such a person.

It's more obvious than seeing fire that you would be stuck in your own shell with a stiff of "I'm not bad".

But even those who do so react sharply to the direct dangers and disadvantages they suffer.

Any good or bad person is reluctant to be at his or her disadvantage, something he or she will seriously consider counteracting.

That means if an incompetent ally is troublesome, you just have to get rid of it on your side.

"... I'm sorry, I won't do it anymore"

After taking plenty of time to think about it, Phyllia said so pompously.

"Oh, okay. But if there is a second time, it is no longer possible to maintain a harmonious relationship. Regards."

"... Yes"

To my thrust, Philia nods powerless and small.

It was dark and it gave me a harsh vibe.

But this is inevitable.

Until I said what I needed, I couldn't replace my belly on my back.

If Satsuki were here at this time, he would soothe the scene, but when I thought about the lack of benefits, Phyllia grabbed the hem of my robe.

"Um..."

"What?"

"Mr. Satsuki, it's noisy in a different way than just now, can you do something about it?" Whoa, whoa, will you? Yeah! Something about revamping the filia in that state. Seriously. Eh! 'Like, it's festive in me. "

………… ... For the record, I'm not going to kiss you. "

"Can't you?"

"No."

"It's a shame"

Saying so, the girl in samurai turned her back and leaned over with her hand against the wall that was ahead of her, placing her other hand against her own chest.

And

"... wouldn't that be nice? I mean, this is probably Mr. Satsuki's fault. I'm saying too much that I like my body. That's what's moving on to me, so weigh yourself in."

Philia was talking to Satsuki in the back of her chest, or she was snapping some bumps and talking to herself.