Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

"Sorry to keep you waiting Will! I'm sorry, wait?

In about a minute of calling, Eileen joined me.

It should be noted that the outfit is not the way she traveled until yesterday, but the outfit as her knight.

"No problem. As expected, no, rather early."

"Already. You have to answer, 'I just got here, too'."

"... it's also a regular phrase for a couple to meet. What are you talking about?

"Bu. I'm nervous, too. I hope you relaxed a little."

"All right, all right. Stay still a little bit."

I'll go around behind Irene and rub her shoulder.

"Fu-ha-ha. Hey, hey... loosen up, Funya..."

"Look, this would have relaxed my body, too. We don't have time, let's go."

"Ugh, yeah, I get it.... Ha Ugh."

Eileen looked like she had fallen through the loose ends, but when she slapped herself on the cheek and regained her temper, "Okay," she regained her outward-looking look.

And me and Irene headed to the main entrance of the mansion.

In the meantime, I'm going to put a telepathic spell on Irene as well.

This has two intentions: to support the negotiations and to talk privately in front of the enemy.

Now get Irene forward, and I'll move on behind that to the gatekeeper.

Eileen snorted up in front of the two gatekeepers who pompously fell in love with her figure.

"It's Irene, the Royal Knight of Graysburg. This time at the royal decree, I came up with a few questions for Count Goldart. I want you to follow me."

I don't see anything like the gap that regular Eileen shows in those words spoken in a riddle of voices.

That's right. I guess she also established an attitude towards the outside world in her training as a knight over the past few years.

The gatekeepers look panicked, and one of the two opens the gate and walks inside.

And the other one, sweating on his forehead, has told Eileen to wait a little while on this occasion.

By the way, the gatekeeper's attention isn't for me during this time.

Because I use the effects of the still persistent perception inhibition (incentive) spell narrowly on one person.

Still, it's not strange that this distance would normally be recognised, but my presence seemed to be seen only to the extent of a stone by the road at all, partly because Irene, with a brilliant appearance, was too conspicuous.

Then, after a while, a butler came along with the gatekeeper who went inside, and the butler led Irene and those with him - that is, me inside.

After the butler, we walk through the courtyard to the residence of the mansion.

'Huh, I knew I was getting nervous... Hey, am I okay, Will?

Eileen talks to me with her thoughts.

The body stays forward, only consciousness comes towards it.

'Hold on tight. If you need me, I'll advise you, just stretch your spine so you don't be insulted.'

'Ugh, yeah, okay.... Please, Will?

I laugh inside out at how Eileen is doing.

The exterior is full and the sword arms are unmatched, but the contents haven't changed much since I was a child.

But this time, Irene has to play the lead role in hearing the situation.

If you speak more than you need me in your attached position, you will be cut off and thrown away.

And that's what I'm talking about (telepathy).

If you have a confidential conversation with your thoughts, you can communicate your intentions without your interlocutors listening to your words.

This means is also likely to have been virtually sealed if Alice had been in a place of dialogue.

Having a well-armed sorcerer on your opponent is very troublesome.

So this situational hearing must be followed by Kelli before Alice returns.

I'm talking about going out for a couple of hours, so I can't even be too slow, even though it doesn't mean I'll be back any time soon.

I send my thoughts to Mi, who is following Alice, with the effect of another thought (telepathy).

"Mi, are you still unusual?

'─ Yes. Alice is headed downtown. There's no sign of a tail being noticed. "

'Okay. Don't push it. "

'It's okay. Mi's life is more important than merit. And I know Will doesn't praise reckless behavior.'

I feel relieved when these answers come back.

Everything is a species of life.

Even in terms of not being a pig rushing type like Satsuki, a person named Mi can be trusted.

With that in mind, Eileen and I, taken by the butler, step into the mansion's quarters.

Come on, now, it's time to meet Count Goldart.