- Batan!

It was a billionaire to open it with my hands, so I kicked it open with my feet.

Then, while holding the jewels in the dark, there was someone who was producing mushrooms.

Even though he came in loud, he didn't even notice Kochira.

... no matter how focused I was, I told you not to let your surroundings go.

Pick up a magic stone next to my adopted child, Solan.

Unfortunately, you've always built in a great magic team, this one.

... Hmm, I see. Instead of "magic phenomena" caused by magic elements outside the magic stone, do you leave a nucleus of magic elements inside the magic stone to cause "natural phenomena"?

That way, she can use it without affecting the Summon Dragon Magic Team even in the place where she's going to Summon the Evil Dragon.

That's fine.

Approach Solan and see what you have at hand.

I was trying to cast magic on the gem with my vague eyes, but the magic of my heart was dispersed before it was applied.

Oops, with no concentration or anything, you can't possibly form such a complicated magic team, but I don't want to.

"I'm... I'm gonna... I'm gonna have to do this."

Ugh, that's good.

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"Nh!!!???"

When I dropped my fist on my head, Solan finally noticed me and turned to me.

Wow, it's a brilliant black neighborhood. How long have you been asleep?

"You always say that. There's no point in magic without purpose."

"... shh, shh..."

From the familiar red eyes, tears burst out.

When a man is that easy, he doesn't look like he's crying.

He always does.

She cried when her parents abandoned her, and when someone told her she was the devil, she cried. She wanted Eileen to turn around and cry.

Damn, how much he's crying.

You were my real parents, you son of a bitch, and they were all scum, and Eileen... well, this can't be helped.

"But my magic stone is killing Leah!

He cried with a sad cry.

... well, depending on the case, that might happen.

Solan murmurs as if his eyes were even darker.

"Me, me."

"I can't know everything like her."

"Like Irene, I can't put the nobles together."

"Like Mr. Lionel, you can't go anywhere to help."

"So when I tell you what I can do, just make a magic stone..."

Yes, when I say it out loud, I fall down and weep.

... well, you think you've grown up thinking so much about other people?

In a dark neighborhood with a pale face, the magic is on the verge of depletion, and the point is reduced.

"Oh, my God."

Place the rubber and leather bag.

Looking at Solan, he slapped his tongue slightly and pounded the contents of the bag on the desk.

"This is a rare yellow diamond!! This way, Red Diamond! Paraiba Tourmaline!!! Master! What is this!!??

"That's not enough."

Looking at the jewels as if they were floating in the heat, Solan quickly tries to apply magic.

I'll kick your legs and make you stop.

"Nh!!!?? Yikes!!

Dahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sit on the sofa opposite Solan and place your feet on your elbows.

And he lightly stretched the border, and appropriately picked up and threw away the magical stone Solan had made.

---Bashan

- - - Vatican

... nh, the combination of lightning magic and water magic.

The results as a composite magic are wonderful, and they are very popular in academic papers.

Well, if only the person could logically prove this complex.

"This is an extensive magic complex. Then the lady won't get involved."

"Ah"

I don't suppose you've noticed this at all.

My shoulders are stiff as I see them, and from the eyes of dead fish, I'm becoming the eyes of rotten fish.

Ah, I don't want to, hey...

"Keep the magic team in the jewels. But lower your power. You don't want a mass murder, do you?

"... yeah... I'm going to go for a punch..."

His words are completely unclear, so I have no idea what he's talking about.

Who are you going to hit with one shot?

Hey, get up from the sofa.

"Really, you're a genius, you're a nerd."

Solan leaned down like he was hurt by my words.

... I think he's hurting more than he needs.

What a compliment.

"That's not enough."

"Uh-huh. Enough."

Solan, who's got a little hold of himself, looks at us. With that tear, in the face of Gushagsha.

It's rare, but I'm starting to want to hold my head.

Is this what kids are like?

"No power reduction, range reduction, no useless compounds, and even overcoming the sole won't be a problem.... you're my son, so you can't do it, right?

"Hmm???

Oh? What a dumb voice, Solan.

"Muh, muh, muh, muh!!

What, even more stupid voices?

What, you were adopted without knowing?... should I check later?

"... good luck packing it up.

That's the way to get out of the half-breaked door.

"But I'll do my best... And, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and, and,"

Damn it, don't say that!!!

... I can't help it. Do you really think we should go there?