Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Shortly after Adelaide accepted Fran's 'proposal' …

Quickly, in the study of Adelaide in the Dumair residence, Zimon, the 'party', was called to 'persuade' him.

This' planner 'Fran explains what happened to Michelle and the others...

Request a temporary coach for the Ministry of Magic Martial Arts.

"... so please, Zimon. The future of our students, no. Life is at stake. Why don't you give me some special instruction?

Fran pleads politely, but Zimon closes his eyes and doesn't answer.

The expression is also hard......

Adelaide and Fran on the main muscle, the two of them asked me to, so clearly it's the words of rejection that aren't out there...

As a 'job', it is clear that you never want to take it.

By the way, I have not yet offered the 'redemption' conditions.

Simply requesting does not make it easy for Zimon to accept.

Naturally, it is within the assumptions of Adelaide and Fran.

All in all, it was also clear that proud Zimon thought it was disgraceful or out of the question to fight a woman who would never go old.

Actually, the persuasion to Zimon that Fran does...

Adelaide told me that it would be used as a reference for the "assessment" of acting principal.

I didn't expect to talk about such an assessment...

Even if Adelaide didn't tell me, Fran was also going to persuade Zimon himself from the start.

Fran releases a second arrow as smiling Adelaide watches.

"Actually, Zimon, we'd like to help you with your training."

"Me? Training......? From what I've just heard, I don't think it makes any sense..."

Zimon tilting his neck inexplicably.

Fran also nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, you're right, it's not just the tutoring of our students."

Hearing Fran's words with inclusions, Zimon seems to have come pin.

"... Dear Francisca, what the hell are you thinking?

"Yeah, don't worry. We've got people who can fight each other or more."

"Mutually with me? He said he could fight more than that?

Zimon asked in surprise.

But the look on Fran's face remains the same.

Gradually the smile becomes like a prank......

"Yeah, what if my husband puts it at a glance, and his squire tells me they're gonna do some training?

"Um... Dear Francisca... I'm afraid I'd like to ask you the names of those servants"

Zimon's question is perfectly natural.

Because Fran felt that everything was in order.

Advice, Fran returns the answer so that it sounds if you hit it.

"Yeah, that's good. It's an Adventurer Alliance, an almond who recently rose to Rank A, and a margarita."

From Fran, hearing the name of 'Opponent', Zimon nodded a few small times.

Apparently, he knows the names of Almon and Marga.

"Hmm... if those people, I hear rumors too. Requested by a tremendous number of demonic crusades, cleared one after the other at a tremendous pace. No matter how powerful your opponent is, he's slaughtered lightly..."

Fran's grin becomes more and more like a prank.

"Yeah, right. Besides, Zimon, you've heard other great rumors, haven't you?

"Yes... Almon smashed the orga to pieces with one fist, or another Margarita, while a woman, boarded a single orc nest and instantly killed 100... more recently... I have also heard that she cleaned the nest-eating abandoned castle of the undead"

Like Gisele, Zimon is also a native strongman's disease.

When we speak of the strong, it becomes a rap.

I know better myself.

It is the usual habit.

Fran listens to Zimon's feverish stories and laughs "ticklish".

"Interpretation, because rumors are rumors... they may be daunting..."

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"My husband said... they're fun, fierce men of rank S"

"Rank s! Hmmm......"

Rank S!

That too...... that Luu admitted.

"How's that? Motivated?

Fran asked, and Zimon thought.

Old memories were handled as well.

... a warrior in the war, called himself "Black Steel", has lost before.

When I used to play games with Edmond, I lost by a small margin, and when Darren and I had an arm wrestle, it was mutual.

But two fights and two losses to Luu.

That too is an overwhelming failure.

He admitted from the bottom of his mind that he had lost completely to Lew.

The lou is giving a heartbeat to the two servants.

The two strengths are...... 'real' I guess.

Zimon's fighting appetite grows in response...

Seeing such a simon, Fran braked lightly.

"Just in case, I'll tell you, we can't kill each other. It's only an exhibition match."

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"Zimon's been undertrained lately, hasn't he? Don't let the battle get dull."

"Mm, mmm..."

"If you lose your arm, if it interferes with protecting your mother, my daughter, I'll be afraid."

Fran's words subsided.

No, it might be called justification.

Don't let your strength rush you... because you can't serve as Adelaide's escort.

"Wow... wow, I get it. We will take care of the students' instruction."

Zimon promised...... that he would finally receive a special coach for the Ministry of Magic Martial Arts.

But Fran has no loopholes.

"Ugh, OK then. I'll decide on the steps here, but I'm not complaining. Do as I say."

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Finally, it was even taken to the qualities of obedience.

Totally lost......

Surrender...

Head on, Fran's smile in Zimon's eyes......

Zimon looks at Fran, I think.

Lady's, this smile...

To my old wife...

You look very much alike...

Zimon, who did not whine in his voice, smiled at him unusual and unfathomable.