Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Episode 119: Jose's Rest

Josephine was dreaming.

But for a dream, what realistic and clear would that be?

She was flying a bright blue high sky with no clouds.

Guided by that Windy Spirit (Sylph)...

Someone on the far side is flying the same way and waving at himself.

Definitely!

It's Lou!

At that moment, Josephine was hugging him as he flew at full speed.

"Master ~!"

"Jose, your grandfather and Mr. Arnold are safe. Don't worry. '

"Oh, thanks! So, sir. '

Happy, relieved and more tears overflowing.

His hands gently stroking his own back.

Even though it was a dream...... his hands were warm and soft.

"Dreams are different worlds created by your soul. I'll be back to you in this world with my grandparents in a few moments. Wait a while longer."

'Ha!'

I have a more energetic voice than I thought I would.

The moment I thought about it, my surroundings turned dark.

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Magic Girls School Ambulance Room, 12: 30pm......

- Josephine opens her eyes.

When I realized I was being put to sleep on a bed for the sick.

For a moment, I didn't know why I was here, but my memory slowly came back to life.

That eldest son of the Marquis of Aldwan broke into the school...

I was shocked to hear that my father Gerard would be punished for rambling on his brother, whom I was a matchmaker, and that I had passed out.

"Jose, are you okay?" "Jose......" "Jose, good"

Various voices fly down the tone so as not to hinder her condition.

When I saw it, my wife (Nana), starting with Fran, and my classmates all looked at me worried.

"I'm sorry..."

She was unexpectedly apologetic.

Because I thought that I had caused great concern to everyone because I had fallen.

"You're not bad at all. Don't worry, it's okay... we'll wait."

I whispered to Josephine so that Fran wouldn't be noticed by the average student.

Let's wait… that's all she knew immediately what it meant.

A woman from a cleric belonging to the Temple of Genesis, the restorative magic user in charge of the emergency room, exhaled in a ho when she saw how Josephine was doing.

When I look at Josephine with an admirable look, I say smudged.

"When she was transported here, she already had the magic of 'Beware' and 'Health Recovery'. It's brilliant."

And Josephine, who heard it, thanked Lu again.

Thank you, kind my husband......

And Josephine groaned softly in her mouth, and she hung her cheeks.

- At the same time, the Office of the President of the Magic Women's School

One man in a coat (robe) sitting deeply on a lavish elbow-handed bench (sofa) grins.

Adelaide just recommended freshly brewed tea.

He looks like an old man who was talking to a guard knight earlier when Lew left school.

The age would be loosely over the middle of 70 already.

The old man, with a deeply carved, terminal face on his blonde hair, wraps around a thoughtful atmosphere.

But the light in the blue eye was sharp, and when I took the cup to drink tea, the arm I glanced at from the coat was covered with thick muscles and it was incredibly successful.

"When I look at you softly, I think that the magical princess was definitely a man's wife."

"Hehe, you still have a bad mouth, uncle"

"would be a fact. Ha-ha-ha."

An old man laughing luxuriously - this old man, known by Adelaide as his uncle, is the head of the Dumaire clan, also known as the Grand Duke of Bertrand, Edmond Dumaire.

"Hey, Adelaide.... I see you."

Often the language of Edmond, who is lavish, has no subject.

The man who serves it reads it and responds to it or he gets grumpy.

Nature and all around him, there are many who instantly understand the meaning behind the conversation that the master thinks and propose measures.

It is the virtues of the Duke of Dumaire, which has jurisdiction over Bertrand, the second city of the Kingdom of Valentine, known as the City of Adventurers, who have actively recruited such people without being held captive by their identity.

Naturally, Adelaide knows how to talk like that.

"So how was it?

"There's nothing wrong with that. He slipped through his hand and ran away."

Edmond laughed bitterly as he clasped his shoulders in a daze.

"Hehe, I'm busy, he is. But it's a lot of trouble this time."

Again, the content of the story seems to be about Luu, but reports from the remaining knights also indicate that the cases of Marquis Daniel Aldwan and Count Gerard Galois are in the ears of both of them.

"After that, Non immediately put out his use for Carpantier. His knights have arrived at Aldwan's mansion. Aldwan, if you interrogate the parents and the children, everything will be revealed."

Adelaide laughed funny when she heard that, and murmured whether it would fit with it.

"What do you mean? Adelaide."

"Lou's family feelings are amazing, and if what the Marquis of Aldwan is trying to do is true, it will never be over."

"I'm just sorry......? That's a good conversation Noon used to have."

Edmon laughing a lot.

"You're definitely more adventurous than a teacher."

Adelaide gives Edmond a sinister look at what a teacher is (...) to say so.

"We parents and children, of course, can't give you the Lou, which is now relied upon by all sorts of teachers and students."

"Ha ha, just kidding. So it's time to help us end this."

And Edmond rose up, and raised his mouth, and laughed, and left the room.

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Ardwan Marquis Mansion 1: 00pm......

"As Lady Lew said, only the Marquis has regained consciousness, and then he has the magic of 'restraint' and 'sleep' to push it into the storage room."

Moral was kneeling (kneeling first) at Lew's feet.

"Moral, well done. I'm sorry about the overlap, but will you leave me an answering machine at the Galois Mansion this time? We'll summon Cerberus, too, so the two of us can protect the mansion. Good, Cerberus!

Like Moral when Lou shouted so, Cerberus, who concealed his original appearance and looked like a wolf, was summoned and roared.

When Moral, who saw Cerberus, replied, "I did," both Moral and Cerberus disappeared in an instant.

"Well, next up is Grandpa. Grandpa, you almost got killed. On the contrary, you have the right to free the life of the Marquis."

Gerard and Arnold are nervous faces.

He is amazed at the magic of Luu's transfer and summons and at the strength of poor girl Moral.

"Oh, man. What are you gonna do with me?

Daniel sitting in the corner of the room groaning.

Because of the magic of Lew's "restraint," physical freedom is not at stake.

"I don't know. It's up to Grandpa - I'll let him choose who he likes, either crushing his face or bending his hands and feet in the opposite direction"

Daniel turns bright blue and trembles when Lew says it in his true face.

"You're a pretty scary man, you are"

Luu returns with a rare and serious look at Gerrard, who stutters and says:

"This time, Grandpa... you were about to be killed, and on top of that, Jose was going to turn it into a toy. This guy is a man who doesn't understand people's pain. And I will not forgive anyone who tries to harm my dear family."

Lew throws a sharp glance at Daniel as he sighs.

"I'll tell you one more time, your grandfather was about to be killed. So, what do you want to do?

"Just one word to him..."

Gerard was, in a way, a gentleman, even when he was caught in such a sight.

Arnold proudly stares at his husband like that.

Lew accidentally laughed bitterly and clapped his shoulders.

The magic waves emitted from Daniel still represented his dignity, and the colour of reflection was not felt.

"Marquis, I've always been in your care. I'm sorry I ended up like this."

"Ugh, shut up! Return the favor with vengeance! You're dead."

To date, Daniel still vomited the curse against Gerard, who said a different word about being taken care of.

Lou's eyes opened wide with anger when he heard it.

"Forgive me what I owe you. Seriously, forgive me what I owe you. O great beings, wave the hammer upon the wicked. Feel its fear with your soul like a poet who wandered his body in the underworld."

The spirit of Lew echoes in good spirits.

"Go To Hell (Goutuhel)"

Daniel, who was so evil at that moment, fell unconscious as if the thread of the puppet had been cut.