Helper teacher of magic girls' school

The three men of the Grand Duke of Bertrand, Edmond Dummel,

Kevin Dumer, Professor at the Royal Magic University of Valentine.

At the age of 40, he had finally reached the biggest turning point in his life.

Between today and the morning after tomorrow, I finally spent time with Pierrette Lafaran, a brilliantly looking magical swordsman, the ideal woman who had finally made her acquaintance, the adventurer, the submaster of the Guild King's branch of St. Helena.

Pierrette is an adult woman in her mid-thirties.

He seems calm and ready to get along with Kevin.

In general, girls seem more courageous than poor boys.

But it's just a deep relationship.

To be bound is to think too much of a bone of foolishness, but it is also a troublesome place for both of us.

Situation is important.

Where the atmosphere is good and lively, it is lively and connected in a natural flow.

There was agreement that that was the key.

As a result, a large amount of magic equipment and magic books were brought into the hall of Kevin Dumer's Mansion today.

These had 'something in common'.

In other words, it is a variety with the element of "love".

A souvenir featuring a selection of wines brought back from the bistro heroes' pavilion was placed on the table.

That's it.

Without worrying about food and alcohol, they can spend the night chatting about the magic of "love".

That's how I turned around at 6: 00 at night.

They toast again.

Good work, Mr. Pierrette.

And Master Kevin!

Kachin!

Cochin!

Glass wine glasses are combined to make a cold, dry sound.

... the two conversations started.

At first, it was a chat with no other love.

But the two who had lunch soon ran out of topics.

It's about time we went to talk about magic tools.

Kevin took a magic book.

The first thing I want to talk about is decided.

It is the legend of the sword that the founding hero Bertcreed Valentine received from heaven.

When I open a page with the Magic Book....

Breathing softly, Kevin started talking.

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The legend of the sword that the founding hero Bertcreed Valentine received from heaven....

When Bertcreed was still an adventurer, he met a sword pierced into a rock in his traveling village.

According to the village chief, the one who draws the sword gains the power and title of a hero along with the sword.

And the sheath of the sword is a treasure passed down to the village, and it shall be delivered to the man who drew it.

Bertcreed was interested in legends.

I wondered if I could let go of the sword if I was chosen by the Creator or if I was protected.

Bartcreed put his hand on the handle of a sword stuck in a rock.

Speaking of what happened... what a sluggish escape.

Bertcreed shouted with joy.

Then I received a sheath from the village chief and thought I'd get the legendary sword.....

Oh, my God!

The sheath was stolen.

Rumor has it that the sheath was stolen by a dark witch who hated the appearance of heroes....

After all, the killer remained unknown.

Burt Creed had an imperfect sword without a sheath, but the opposite was fortunate.

He did not neglect to train himself, but did his swordsmanship and magic with a bloody effort.

When Kevin finished speaking, Pierrette leaned her neck.

I wondered what part of this legend is about love.

"Master Kevin... isn't tonight's subject a magical instrument of love?"

"No, no. Um... I thought this incomplete sword was like me."

Kevin pointed to the sword depicted in the Magic Book.

"Huh? Master Kevin? The sword?"

"Yes, so, Zubali, Bartcreed, who pulled out a stupid sword like me, is Pierrette!"

"Eh? Founding hero!? This is me!!I'm so scared!! "

"No! I'm not afraid!I was stubbornly confined to my shell until now, like a sword stuck in a rock!It must have been buried, no use to anybody.It was you, Pierrette, who pulled me out and led me this far. "

Oh, no!

"I was looking for a woman's own ideal.But I couldn't go around at all, and I thought such a girl was a product of fantasy.But we finally met!That's right! It's you, Pierrette, who is as close to my dream as I can get! "

"No! I'm not a woman to expect that much.Master Kevin is a lovely lady. "

"No, I'm an imperfect, immature man, but I wish I could help you with anything."

After all, magic equipment... in this case, it's a legendary sword, but I can speak more smoothly than I normally do.

The story of love may be a little far away, but I managed to talk about it without difficulty.

And Kevin is relieved.

"Mr. Pierrette."

"Ha, yes!"

"Now I'd love to hear about the magic equipment you're talking about! Please!"

Kevin lowered his head with an impatient smile.

I see.

Pierrette also looked nervous and opened her mouth.