How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"Thank you for inviting me to your celebratory seat tonight. Enjoy the dream of a moment."

I bowed my head, too, with the master who spoke up.

The space created in the hall has a small table with me and my master. It is all beautifully dressed gentlemen and ladies who surround it. The only difference is that there's one boy sitting right in the privileged seat.

Probably why this kid is the star of the day, Boy. Sarah's blonde hair and beautiful emerald eyes were so pretty, I thought this must be what the unbeatable face of the word "beautiful boy" was all about. It's supposed to be the lead role, but it doesn't seem fun at all, but today your teacher should create a sight that goes beyond your boy's beauty. I'm sure this boy will be thrilled.

I raise the finely decorated, albeit expensive, silver candlestick high and nod small at the butler who refrains near the entrance and exit.

When the butler sent signals to the servants, the lights in the hall were dropped one after the other.

Only my candlestick sheds brilliant light in the darkness thus made. Other than that, only a covered light floats blurry, held by several servants who refrain from doing so on the wall.

The boy in front of me stared at me with his nervous pregnant eyes.

Nothing happens when you stare at me. Look at your teacher, I think, but I can talk about it.

"Check it out. It's the dark night that sparkles the stars!

An exaggerated mouth master's hand grabbed the pebble and, throwing it into the air, it was magically fixed. When the ten pebbles remain near the ceiling, the master holds the next pebble he picks on his left hand and invites me with his right hand.

"Wow."

"Well..."

With the exclamation of the people present, only the flames came from my candlestick to your pebble. When the flame disappears so that it is inhaled by the pebble, the next moment, it makes a small noise with the patch and a constant spark is emitted from the pebble.

As your teacher threw a light speck of pebble that continued to emit sparks, the pebble rose to the ceiling to draw a horizontal arc as it emitted sparks and light. The spark also ignites pebbles fixed in the air and the ceiling is attached to a clean spark. Ten lights to stay and one light to draw and keep moving in circles. One master after another throws a pebble there, and the light that draws several elliptical orbits creates a further beautiful dance of light.

"This is..."

"How beautiful"

"It's like a dream."

To the exclamation that went up from all over the hall, I wanted to stretch my chest. This is your technique!

Even your noble boy must be satisfied with this, and I sneaked my gaze to the guest of honor - I was stunned.

Unfortunately, your gaze was not directed at the ceiling! No, I'm sure you're in sight, but for some reason, that gaze is directed straight towards me.

No, you must be looking at your master, not me. 'Cause you're such a great sight to create. Noble boy can't help but turn a hot gaze!

After a while, the light that flew across the sky began to blink repeatedly (out of magic), and your master called the pebble back into his own hands.

"Please forgive me for resting, apparently the light has also been embarrassed by the glow of the moon tonight"

The cover was removed from the lights the servants had in your words, and the original brightness returned to the hall.

"May the gathering have a bright future tonight as the light illuminates the darkness"

With your master bowing his head and being dropped off by a lot of applause, we followed the hall.

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"Master, the fireworks were beautiful today, but weren't they novel to that kid?"

While cleaning up between refrains, I questioned. I've shown a lot of things in noble mansions so far, but no one has ever reacted like that. I think this fireworks was as great as any pastime I've ever had.

"I don't think so, Marie"

The master sighed small as he folded his robe.

"It's just that his interests have turned to something other than fireworks."

The expression on your face was the same as when you were troubled by the tidiness of the workshop or when you informed me that a messenger from the Royal Palace had arrived. It is very rare for a teacher to see a face like this outside.

"I thought I'd make some more money in Wang Du, but maybe I should go home early this year"

"Yeah, but he said he'd be working on about five more things to get the experimental equipment new..."

"They're going to take something more important than an appliance."

I don't know what you're worried about, but I understand that something is going to happen. I will mimic your master and unpack.

Concon

"I'm afraid so. My husband really wants to meet and talk in person..."

My master looked up at the ceiling and said, "Oh," to the voice I heard coming from outside the door.

"Marie, I'm gonna talk to you for a second, so here..."

"No, the lady is with me."

Your teacher gave a bitter expression to the voice from outside the door at no time.

"Oh, you know, Master. Me, have I made any coarse phases?

"No, Marie's not bad. If it's bad, it must be me."

When the master stroked my head, he withdrew my hand and withdrew.

I was just holding my chest up as noisy as my heart bounced into an unexpected development.

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"Sit over there. Lord Iscarcelli the Sorcerer"

Waiting for us was an uncle of clean stature. Sure, I think he was the one sitting near the lead actor tonight, Boy. Earlier I was smiling and watching the aftermath, and now my eyes are staring sharply at you.

"If it's about tonight's reward, how would you like to use it via a servant?"

I was also surprised by your hard voice, but I was also surprised by its content.

I mean, this guy in front of us, he called us, he's the master of this mansion. The owner of this vast mansion!

"Let's get straight to it. I want you to give that young lady to my son's playmate."

For a moment, I didn't know what they said.

Ma'am, what?

You want me to give it up?

"I refuse"

I can hear your voice somewhere far away.

"Every day, you have a son who has no obsession with anything. Even for me, I want to make a wish come true. It's my son's birthday."

"Marie is not a thing. It can't be handed from right to left."

Marie, to the unique noun, I finally decided to accept reality.

This man says he wants to keep me at hand with his son, that boy's playmate.

I leaned down and clenched my fist a long time.

When I started living with your master, I was only six. I still haven't forgotten how I felt then.

I don't want to. I want to stay here. Don't throw it away.

What's different from that time is that I can now think of things somewhat. Still, I wanted to be with your teacher, and I was perfectly comfortable wanting to hang out with you right now.

Discussions continue in parallel with the sharp eye of the master of this mansion. He's the one with all this splendid mansion, maybe he can do something about you if you mean it. For the sake of your peace, I'm sure I...

Batang

I shook my body unexpectedly at the sound of a loud noise and the door opening.

"Father!"

Jumping in is the lead boy of the evening.

"Crest. Why did you come here? What if the guest leaves the venue?"

"Heard your father was negotiating. I got worried I'd make a rude statement to her."

It was your master who leaked a small sigh into the exchange.

"Just in the right place. Unfortunately, I'm not willing to let Marie go. Uncle Algiers and your children want you to understand there."

"Do you say Marie? Nice name."

Unfortunately, the Crest boy, who had not listened to your master, took my hand and squeezed it with both hands.

"The Mage's Palace. I'm not going to make this girl an outrageous trick like you."

Outrageous tricks?

The glittering beautiful boy in front of him said something he didn't understand.

When I glanced up at him, he shook his head slightly to the side for some reason. I wonder what the hell that means. I'm not sure what this boy is trying to say or what your teacher means by shaking his head. I just had to round my eyes.

"Hal, give me that."

Speaking to Mr. Kurosuku (the one who welcomed us to the mansion), who his father had refrained from, he brought a cloth bag that looked somewhat heavy to a silver tray with respect.

"This evening's entertainment and the price of the young lady."

Jarin, I was surprised by the sound of hard metal coming into contact with. A bag with a slightly open mouth tells us that the inside is filled with gold picky coins.

"As I have said many times, Marie is not a thing, Uncle Algiers"

"I understand that. But..."

"No other sorcerer deals with this child. Like this!

The Crest boy, who suddenly drew my hand all the way, rolled up my sleeve. There's a gauze I just handled before the party and a number of scars I made in the same way.

A crest boy who saw a number of scars on both arms gazed at my arm with his eyes as if to see something outrageous.

"I won't let the man who chops up the young girl take her"

I wonder what you're talking about.

This is a legitimate consideration for the master who provides for me, isn't it?

"If you don't leave this child, charge him with abuse of a child. A distant sorcerer would know how weak the position of a sorcerer who does not belong to the Alliance is."

"Crest! refrain from speaking!

"Fine."

That was an incredible word.

Master.

Master.

Master.

"Marizia, stay in this mansion"

I slowly looked up to your master.

"You should absorb all sorts of things in this mansion as this boy's playmate. My teaching alone is going to lack common sense."

"... Master"

Is it again?

Can you throw away not only your parents, but also your master? Am I still light on my serene life and scales?

"Let's make that bracelet a gift from me in a whisper. Take care."

At the tip of your finger, there was a silver ring with a fine pattern. A protective bracelet that was given to me since I started going out to earn money with me.

"Master...?

A crest boy embraced me from behind, unable to understand what was intended and groaning.

"Dear Uncle Algiers. Let's hit our hands with this bag. I'm very sorry to hear that, but if you want Marie that much, you can't help it."

"Well, will you take it"

A father with sharp eyes soothed his face for the first time. Is this boy so important? So much to take your master away from me. Such anger boils up in two ways.

"Yep. But only two conditions."

His eyes narrowed as he glanced at him. Don't worry, tell me.

"The first is, if Marie is averse to her life in this mansion and she runs away, I don't care."

I didn't know how to understand that word.

Should I run away and return to your master?

Or should I not go to your master even if I run away?

I dropped my gaze and stared at the bracelet saying goodbye.