How to Escape from an Implacable Man

"Marie, you think magic is very different from me."

"Really?

I stand in the kitchen wearing a new magic grant apron.

I always try to show my teacher new magic. It's obvious because I'm a disciple, and I can't help but show people what I've newly devised.

This apron was a pretty successful technique for me personally.

Should I call it super/water-repellent "scrubbing" processing? It starts to play all the oil and water from chest to hips. The hem is not covered with the technique because it wipes the hands. Cloth may be deliberately altered along the way to limit the range of effects of the procedure.

When you put the bread you want to flatten with mushrooms and chicken wrapped and herbs on the table, your master explains it with a bitter smile.

"I guess it consumes a lot of magic, what about that apron?

"Surely a little, a lot? But, you know, stubborn oil stains and stuff, they really struggle when you wash them."

"Can't it be the fine vibration technique that I was creating for laundry?

Recently, I laughed bitterly when I was mentioned the technique I also used to cook "Shigera" under the dish.

"I've changed my mind a little bit. What can I do to get dirt out of it, not to get dirty?"

As a result, the magic efficiency got worse because it started all the time. If you laugh, your teacher laughs back, "If you know what I mean, it's fine."

"Nevertheless, magic for Marie is only a handy tool."

"? Isn't that usually what it is?

"Um, I don't know, because there are a lot of people in the world who think of useful tools more than tools. Especially the Societies."

At that time I tilted my neck without knowing what your master was trying to say.

But now I know. To earn honor, to satisfy the self-evident desire, there is a certain human being who tries to achieve the fruits of magic.

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"On this good day, may I present to all of you here the light of the Word of Salutation"

In the middle of the hall, following a simple black robe feather-woven ike, it was the master who wrapped the black robe with silver thread embroidery that raised his voice. Your teacher is always cleaning up a little sleepy hair today, and Ike is flushing Ash Blonde's hair back. I tried stretching my hair because it would be an ingredient, and I suggested it, but it still seems to have gotten in the way and remained short. Well, it's more about exercising witchcraft than granting witchcraft, so I guess things change.

The rain of light poured down from the ceiling, and the hands, shoulders, and heads of the gentlemen and ladies enchanted by the glow could be bounced off and disappeared. No weight or feel, but cheered by the glow of its blessings.

Speaking of, I stared at the grain of light falling into my palm, holding my hips in the arms of my next fiancée Sama, and gazed into her eyes wondering if she could manage to analyze it, but unfortunately, she had no idea what she was doing.

"Marie"

"Yes."

When Master Crest next door called me up and looked up, I looked grumpy when I did it, so I hurriedly cut up the analysis.

When I think about magic, Master Crest seems to be in a bad mood. For Master Crest, he still seems to be giving me the most concessions, but I won't stick to him either.

"Beautiful."

"You're prettier. Marizia. Beautiful that you look like a divine goddess struck by the rain of light and if you touch this hand you are going to get dirty"

With that said, I hope you don't stroke people's cheeks. Just by accident, my cheeks get fever.

"... I'm so angry that bugs are stopping by because you're showing" Mayu ""

To the brilliance of the rugged emerald, I followed the tip of that gaze and there was a young man in an inky robe.

I'm sure you don't know an association mage, but I recognize that man for some reason. Digging up memories of who it was...

"Ah."

Since I have leaked my voice, my neighbor's fiancée has strength in her hands holding her hips. Besides, "what's wrong" is what you ask with your mouth in your ear, so the jealous beam from the ladies stuck it in the gutter.

"Master Crest, you're the magician who brought Master Crest to Deventio."

I recall being a magician who tried to embezzle the puppet 'Chris', the crystal of man's hardship.

"That's right. Divier Lewis. I told you never to show your face in front of me again, because this is the thick-faced person..."

Hey, Master Crest, the cold air is leaking. You have people's eyes, so keep them down.

With that feeling in mind, you can pull the cuff of a crest that's creepy, and for some reason you'll look down with a grin. It's been like this ever since the night club started, so I'm not surprised anymore. I'm just stopping the Knights from staring at the area where they're gathering, or drawing attention when I want to get out a little messy, but somehow Master Crest seems happy with this act of pulling my sleeves.

"Marie?"

Hey, what's up? and pours in a voice that contains color air in his ear, so he tries to change the subject, "My throat is dry," he said.

Master Crest gently raised his hand and called for service. What is given to me is a light sparkling wine. It's a new product that the Bartove Chamber of Commerce is trying to sell, and I've had it tasted too, but it's quite delicious.

"Because the entertainment is over, the orchestra will be out again. Then we'll dance again."

"... ha"

I reply vaguely to Master Crest's invitation to dance. It doesn't mean I don't like dancing, but I'm really worried about gathering my gaze. The gaze of curiosity can be broken if you have no choice because you are the protagonist of the night club, but the gaze of glitch and jealousy is stabbing and zooming around the back of your neck.

It's depressing, is it because I thought so? What delayed my reaction?

Basha

"Oh, no more...... hmm?

The lady whose hand slipped has baptized her drink. I think red wine is another egg choice. Something that won't stain you if you wear it.

"No, there's no damage, so don't worry"

I grinned and called out to the lady who stuck her confusion in her face.

Today's dresses are enchanted with the granting of ultra-water-repellent treatments conceived during their training years. And finally, for Master Crest's meal. So wine just falls on the floor too and makes a small puddle. The servant wiped it off right away.

Edel-sama told me that there was harassment of "dressing drinks," "spreading rumors about it," "scratching legs," and "letting a man spreading a floating name" as a baptism to the debutants, so I'm taking good care of it. Well, only the first one I'm in charge of counteracting.

Because "Rumors Not Oh" is prevented by being in the cull, "The Man Who Floats" doesn't come by when Crest is next to him in the first place, and... "Snatch My Feet" measures are, uhh, I've already had it once, but I'm in charge of Crest. It's easy to deal with, just pull it in and support it not to fall. I hope you don't come too far because my shame will be sacrificed.

"Squadron Commander Crest Arge. Looks like you've finally been able to expose yourself externally."

It was a man with grey silver hair in one behind him who came to speak out in exchange for a sleazy, remote maid. If you look at the fact that it is not a Knights costume, but the body is disappointing, are you from the Knights relationship? You called Master Crest squadron leader.

Still, he's so narrow-eyed as to whether or not he's opening his eyes. He looks like a moderate man, and is he really from the Knights?

"... Raushning Battalion Leader. Thank you for taking the time to come."

That, Mr. Lauschning, I've heard of it. You must be Crest's boss...

"Hey, this is your goddess. It's the first time I've seen you."

Are you "Goddess" certified by your boss too! Mr. Carl, how much you're talking about me!

"We have heard about Lady Lauschning not only from Lady Crest, but also from you in Callu. It's a pleasure to meet you."

I bow my head with a grinning, ladylike grin as I write it down in my heart's "Revenge Note".

"It's an honor to meet you too, my dear fiancée of Crest."

"Battalion Captain, we're close."

"Oh, you're as narrow minded as ever. I'm not dictating anything, okay?"

"That's right, Master Crest. I thought you told me that Lady Lauschning was a loving wife."

"Oh, you're even talking about that. What else, by the way?

"Well... you know, I've only heard about you liking sweets."

When I answered, the battalion captain stared at me with a nasty, thin eye from the beginning. No, you're not. Is this gaze... worthy?

You noticed this suspicion, and the battalion captain's eyes glowed - I felt it.

"In Crest's story, I was under the impression that she was quite a woman, but she didn't seem to be, most importantly."

"Battalion captain, that 's--"

"Well, Master Crest. About me. How? I thought I was still in Callu, and I couldn't believe I was touching the Knights until Lord Crest."

What an impression to make. I guess I repeated it in my "I'll protect" statement anyway, but I'm worried that my assessment in the Knights, coupled with Mr. Carl's "Goddess" statement, is based on a hell of a misconception. That's pretty disturbing, too.

"Ha, this doesn't seem to worry me"

"Battalion captain?

"Master Lauschning?

Suddenly, the laughing battalion captain had laughed with his mouth wide open for a while, but after a while he held it back and took my hand.

"Miss Marizia. I thought you were surrounded by crests, but apparently Carl's eyes are closer. I apologize for the misunderstanding."

That's what I say and mouth lightly on the back of my hand. It doesn't even look like the cold air released by the man next to me.

"In the future, thank you for your help with Crest. - Crest Arge. You don't look so scared. To apologize for the disrespect I misunderstood, I'm going to turn to the young Knights around there."

"Battalion captain..."

So let's just say we didn't hear the whine "I don't feel like enemies to that one..." leaked from Crest's mouth, who dropped off his shaky grey silver hair as he left.

The battalion captain, who returned to the place where the men dressed in the Knights' costumes were flocking, was speaking to several young knights there. I watched the trend and was blocked from sight by the neighbor, Master Crest, wondering what he was talking about with us.

"Don't stare at other men"

"No, I was curious about Lady Lauschning's last words..."

I didn't mean to talk about work, I thought I was talking about this place, but was it different?

"Earlier, I was in a depressed pottery, and I was trying to restrain the women who looked at me."

At the end of what Master Crest has shown by his gaze alone, there is a group of young ladies who come looking at us every time we speak face to face. I checked that far and was finally convinced.

"Uh, should I send you a thank you later?

"I would have said I apologized for my disrespect. Never mind."

I wonder if that's what it is, and if I tilt my little neck, it caught my eye that there was some sort of reddish stain on Master Crest's chest chief. I wonder if even red wine like that just happened?

"Master Crest, excuse me for a moment"

Speaking of which, even the chief and other small items were not incorporated into the water-repellent procedure. This is a complete handoff.

Pinch the edge of the chief with your finger to exert magic, which extends the range of action of the procedure. Then extend the same on the collar. I kind of feel the gaze around me. Some stings, this is with netri...?

"Marie?"

"Yes, it's all right now"

And, Master Crest, who looked up, was covering his mouth with his hands for some reason. That, I wonder if it tickled me when I was messing with my collar. I wish you would tell me.

"The two leading characters seem to be close to each other, Nana Mutsu, above all."

Two mentors came to us all wrapped up in black robes. One was a brunette young man, Master, who earlier cheered up the scene in a pastime. The other is Ike, his apprentice. I said, "Master!" He indulges in the urge to hug her, and greets her with a carefree, sobering smile.

"Thank you, mentor"

"Dear Crest and Marizia, congratulations on your engagement this time. Did you also enjoy your earlier pastime?

"Yes, very pretty and I fell in love"

It is the unified view of the Viscount family, including your father-in-law, that your relationship with me should not be made public. I could be any horsebone. I gather curious gazes from all of you in the row. Friendships that remind you of your identity should not be exposed to "Sara".... Of course, the situation around it has been communicated in advance to both your teacher and Ike.

"Crest seems to have been blessed with a good fiancée, including a rewarding fix for the chief and collar mess."

I am convinced that the words of your teacher, I see, appeared to be the same to Hame beside you. I felt a disgusting gaze at reason.

"You seem to have blessed me, above all"

Master Crest replied by focusing his efforts on my hip-spinning hand. After all, the alert value against your master is like Max.

"You're apparently drowning without a rumor. - I don't think you have to be so vigilant."

I laughed bitterly at the second half of the line when I was whispered without moving my mouth. There is a crease engraved between Mr. Crest's eyebrows.

"You two seem more suited to a clear gift than a vague blessing. Dear Crest, I undertake the elimination of sticky frogs. Dear Marizia, I would also like to ask you more about your earlier pastime. Let me explain from this Ike."

When your master lowered his head, Pepper, he left Ike behind and turned his back on us. I'd really like to talk a little more, but I guess that means I have my surrounding eyes, and I can't stay long.

"Now, let me explain. It will also include a secret story, so let me put a line on soundproofing."

While showing fright in Master Crest's cold eyes, Ike constituted a small junction about a meter in diameter.

"… no explanation required"

"Don't be so glamorous, Master Crest"

He said he hastily pulled his sleeves, but stretched the line of soundproofing, and that his voice was low enough to echo from the bottom of the earth, and he wouldn't hide his grump.

"Shh, excuse me. The master doesn't want to expose himself to the seeding he did earlier, does he? He told me to advise Mr. Marizia."

"... what"

"It's the chief and the collar from earlier. It may be a trick, but from a magician's point of view, you can see the magic wrapped around your fingertips, so don't be careful."

I was completely oblivious to that.

Explain the situation by losing the harsh gaze from neighbor Crest, and he will have a complex look for some reason. No, you had no choice because you cared about the dirt.

More than that, who's that grandfather you're headed for?

"It's Hames Snowlets. I was the magician of the association I was originally kind enough to accompany Deventio when he picked you up."

"Really?

"He knows his master. He said he had to do something about that guy's apprentice he'd been watching with a nasty eye, so I guess he's taking it with his permission."

I was finally convinced by Ike's words.

"A sticky frog."

"... it would be about his apprentice, Divier Lewis. I've been watching you. How many times have I thought about crushing your eyes?"

Speaking of which, I heard you were supposed to be in charge of one end of the kidnapping case, but you ended up with insufficient evidence to bring it to justice.

Oh, Master Crest. Please refrain for a moment because my adorable apprentice is frightened by the noisy remarks.

"So your master took that guy... is that it?

"You disappeared."

In the hall where the people gather around the vibrant clothes, the figure of the robe woven should be noticeable, but the figure is nowhere to be seen.

"Ike, have you heard anything from your master?

To my inquiry, Ike shook his head sideways as he sifted.

"It's about that magician. He must have used his hands on the outside anyway."

"Don't say anything bad about your teacher. By and large, why do you say that when you don't know your master?"

"- You've just spoken recently. I understand that he's a hell of a crook."

How can you be sure that once, and for all, we're not supposed to be talking about a lot of time? Sure, although your teacher sometimes does things a little twisted.

"Then Marie. What do you think he's gonna do to get rid of Divier Lewis?

"... uh"

I think about what your teacher is going to do. Speaking of which, in my training days...

"Sometimes I was inspired by Oriental Miga to create forehead decorations that tighten in response to spells, but I use things like that,"

It was Ike who looked, wow, at my words. Apparently, it was my first ear.

"You said Ike or something. What do you think?"

"Oh, the... ah! Speaking of which, Master, it's good to be an orthodox to turn into a frog, what a whine......"

Ike's words make the lady's grin seem to break unexpectedly. I don't think so, but...

"He said exterminating frogs, and I'm pretty sure he did"

Master Crest nodded to change my imagination to certainty.

I don't feel sorry for you because I think you deserve it, but let's hope you don't accidentally get stuck. The servants are in trouble.