Helper teacher of magic girls' school

"Ha ha! Even when it comes to exercise tone deafness, I ride horses sometimes, too."

Gilberto Krueger's frantic laughter echoes.

After breakfast, Gilberto, speaking again over tea, was completely unraveling with Lew and his wives.

"Ho! Lord Brandell is also a great sweetheart!? Isn't that a homosexual! Does Wangdu still have a reputation for 'that store'?

"Yeah, it's 'that store'!

It was still the 'Golden Thread Sparrow (Cannelli)' that Lew and Gilberto called 'that shop'.

The little Wangdu confectionery shop, run solely by women, was known by its name even here in Alessia, far away.

"I've heard a lot of rumors from travelers. So what's the taste?!?

"It's just that! It's not too sweet, the better it tastes."

Thank you!

Gilberto's throat rings when he hears Luu's words.

Apparently it's true to say he's a big sweetheart.

"People who buy it every day are queuing up in stores. Nobles and civilians are buying in order."

"Hey, enough to be! Oh, I envy you!

Upon hearing from Lou about the store, Gilberto regrettably said so, stepping on the group too like a child.

"Prepare a good scented tea and delicious baked confectionery and read your favorite book with depth in the content carefully in your study! This is the flavor of life."

Sweet and reader...... Gilberto still seems to be the type in contrast to his brother Reinhardt.

"We've got a good goal for the people of this town, haven't we?

Rue urged Gilberto to make this determination a concrete goal.

"A good goal?

"Oh, it's a good goal. Make it a town where people like you will be happy! If you think about it, you will also be able to help govern and develop the determined town of Alessia, right? Although such motives may be impure."

Gilberto nods as he is convinced, as Lew goes on with his words further.

"A town where people like me rejoice? Oh, yeah! A place to drink delicious tea, a place to sell delicious baked confectionery, and a place to handle great books… a town where you can serve such a store, or what!

"Yes! For example, you can make it a town where the" Golden Thread Sparrow (Cannelli) "in Wangdu would love to open a branch."

"Yeah! Okay! Good luck! I'll do my best!

Clenching his fists and screaming Gilberto may indeed be childish, but he was so pure that he did not think he had been fascinated by the devil that only Moral, who knew what was going on among his wives, was relieved to ho.

Lew asks Gilberto like that.

"By the way, how old was Mr. Gilberto?

"Oh, I'm 35 this year... but all of a sudden something?

"Excuse me, what about your wife?

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm single. My father's worried about bringing me a matchmaker, but I don't really care."

Nobility tends to marry early in this country.

The nobility is naturally hereditary, so we need to secure the men's inheritance as soon as possible.

"How can you not care about that?

"Hobbies! When I talk about my hobbies, every woman I've ever seen pulls off. The ideal woman in the first place..."

Gilberto developed a heated theory.

Maybe it's not just about his hobby that the matchmaker's woman turned him down.

If you listen carefully, because it was far from reality what Gilberto called the ideal woman.

This must have pushed the matchmaker I've met so far.

Even after a short period of time, Gilberto's thermal valve was still going on.

In time, Fran hangs a stop on Gilberto, looking like he can't stand it at last.

"Dear Gilberto!

"Hey, what!? Francisca...... my lord"

As always, you can call me Francisca.

"No, I can't call you that in front of your Lord Brandell. Rude!"

"Well, call me whatever you want! I'm not staying anywhere more than that woman Gilberto talks about!

Gilberto is always in the mood to pull on the extra sword screen of his dear Fran.

"Yes, no... but Lord Francisca. You, no, I didn't know that you, the lady, were such a woman (one)!?

"I'm originally this kind of person. And not one of the girls here, including me, is the right type for the woman you're talking about!

"Oh, yeah?

"Think about it! Beautiful, of course, is clear, full of motherhood, serene and gentle. I would never disobey my husband without throwing up any weak noises, even if it was hard. If you are healthy and a good cook, and your parents are noble blood muscles… in addition to that, it doesn't exist anywhere in the world looking for something that suits your taste perfectly, etc!

Surely it would be awesome to have such a woman.

But Gilberto tries to develop his theory again.

"So, but in the book...... a lot of novels I've read come out. There must be something based on the actual experience of their authors."

Gilberto's objections increasingly ignite Fran's frustration.

"The novel is a fictional story with the ideal desire for this to happen to the person who wrote it. Don't confuse me. Gilberto is in a responsible position in a good year, so please hold on to one view of women."

"Gu...... su, sorry!

Lew gave out a help boat to see if Gilberto felt bad about being able to numb into Fran.

"Mr. Gilberto, please visit me next time you come out to King's Capital on some occasion. Let's talk about it."

Gilberto, who was blamed by Fran for being on the defensive side of the war, is an expression of relief.

"I'm sorry, Lord Brandell! Thank you!

"Please feel free to call me Lou, Mr. Gilberto"

"Oh, thanks! Lew!"

My father, Alois, is also emotional when he sees his son speaking intimately to Lou.

What happened to my son, who was so privileged and hated civilians?

Aloyce was not surprised, but he was not born a Rakuten.

He was honestly pleased with the transformation of his eldest son, who was more stubborn than that.

"Reinhardt......"

Aloise shrugged his late second son's name small.

He thinks that maybe my brother, who was my brother's thought, might have given me an opinion from heaven.

"Thanks!"

It was a word of gratitude from the soul that my father gave to his late son.