- Wang Du Chevalia.
Today, Arnold Rocco will be escorted to the examination of the King's Coordinators, a preview in two years.
Three years since I met Arnold. I was 12 years old.
I haven't seen him in the last three years. Apparently, however, your master and Mr. Merzedes - Arnold's master - were in regular contact, in which they also exchanged information about each other's disciples. Your master has often reported to me, "Arnold, keep up the good work," etc.
My master says that today's exam is too easy for Arnold. Since then, Arnold has encouraged more study and left him wanting a reputation with a genius boy, or something.
I, too, have been well equipped with my knowledge and skills as a chef. I almost knocked the type of medicinal herb into my head, and I was confident that I could meditate on my eyes if the basic formulation/some application was the one used - although I would never imitate that because it's actually dangerous.
The complex formulations that are supposedly difficult have also been successfully carried out, and there have been times when people from Emme's village have made restorative medicines in place of their masters.
My master laughed at me like that, "I'm still a hard disciple to teach," he said. And "Even if I take the exam now, I'll pass by the chief" with no more compliments.
In other words, I came to Wang Capital Chevalia almost in a tourist mood, hopefully looking down two years later today.
Master and I. And one more.
"Laura, are you okay?
"Yeah, thanks"
As you get out of the carriage, your hand reaches out in front of you. The person who took the hand and reached out to me - smiled at Lukersch.
Lukersch, who is 12 years old, has a very grown up, tarnished impression compared to three years ago. It seems to me that my childhood has been somewhat shredded and my manhood has been added. Compared to only three years ago, I can still say that I have a neutral face.
The height difference with me, which wasn't there three years ago, has also begun to flicker a little lately. Slightly stretched hands and feet, a grown palm. I guess I'm going to grow taller and taller. I don't remember the detailed profile numbers, but I do remember them as if they were about 175cm tall at the start of "Last Brave".
Since then, Lukersch and I have gone back to our previous "two special friends”. Of course we play with the other kids, but we spend more time together. But I never worried about it.
Lukersch is an important childhood tame. It would be natural to get along well with childhood training. It's just - we're not getting along. Yes, that's all we talked about. I was getting too nervous about that.
This time Lukersch said he immediately wanted to go with me when I told him I was going to King's Capital. I was worried that I could take Lukesh to the King's Capital before traveling as a brave man, but Lukesh's parents, and the master I heard him talk to, told me to "go with him," and I no longer had the right of veto.
When I told him to come with me, Lukersch laughed so happily, I don't know if I'd charla him with this smile.
"And Mr. Berta."
"Oh, sorry."
Lukersch also reaches out to his master. The moment her eyes tangled with the master who took that hand, she made her mouth snort. Daikanya, you think of Lukersch as my "knight" or something.
With that gaze in my eyes, I will see the city of the king's capital.
"Wow......"
Luxurious buildings line up whether you look to the right or to the left. Roofs, walls and other exteriors saw a sense of unity, and the whole city seemed like one piece of art.
To the flying voice, the light music you hear from somewhere. The scenery is full of color. That's what I thought while playing "Last Brave," but when I actually put the King's Capital in front of me, the amount of information is enormous and I'm going to turn my eyes.
Lukersch shook my hand, completely drunk by the atmosphere of the King's Capital. And they pull that hand as it is.
"In this inn."
Your master stopped in front of a large building. This building - the inn looks familiar. I used to pay 240 madka to stay in this inn.
I crept through the familiar entrance - I found a waiter in the wide lobby.
Mr. Merzedes, a beautiful woman shaking her pale green hair, is waving at us. The smile floated is a beauty that is no different than it was three years ago. My hair, which was long enough to be on the floor, is being braided to braid today and given very voluptuously.
And the brunette boy standing next to Mr. Merzedes, Arnold - was polished by the aesthetic condition he felt even cold.
"Laura, Master, it's been a long time"
Run over and exchange greetings for the first time in three years.
The distance between nature and me and Arnold has also narrowed.
"... wow"
Arnold, who turned 14, was a beautiful boy the closer he looked.
My nostrils are still shivering through my eyes, which have increased sharpness since 3 years ago. Even the curvature of the drawn lips is beautiful. From the contour, the roundness is completely scraped off, and the body looks like it's getting cornered. He was also quite tall.
As always, he was the prettiest boy I've ever known.
"What, that weird voice?"
Looks like the voice change is completely over.
"No. Something... you've changed the vibe"
Take my word for it, Arnold asks.
"I'm sure you haven't been lazy studying the chef."
"Yes, of course"
I aspire to be a Wang conjugator and encourage him to study every day. That's no different than it was three years ago.
There were times when I watched sweetly that if I had a different memory that would only be exerted on the knowledge needed by a conditioner, I would soon end up studying a conditioner. But there is no limit to studying the chef. New formulations are always being discovered, and new potencies are sometimes discovered by the way they are fried from the herbs already in use.
In a harsh way, even I have the ability to be close to cheats when it comes to formulation, so much so that I think there's no point in remembering it, so it would be a hell of a lot harder from someone who's normally studying.
"I'll be king's cook one foot away. If you fail the exam, I won't let you."
"Ha ha..."
Arnold, who says he hasn't taken the exam yet, but he's already willing to take it. I know you're good, but you have quite a lot of confidence. So that's all you've been doing for the last three years?
"You're Lukersch, right? I'm Mercedes, this is Arnold. Nice to meet you."
I notice Mr. Merzedes standing behind me, Lukersch.
Lukersch, who until now had silently erased his presence, rushed forward.
"Yes. My name is Lukesh Kamil, thank you."
"Oh, you're so cute. You must be Laura's childhood friend, right? I'm listening."
Smiling gently at Mr. Merzedes, Lukersch nodded as he blushed slightly. If I were him, I might have fallen in love with my current smile, what a piece of crap, smiling at the lit face of childhood I can hardly see.
I hear Lukersch had eyes with Arnold. A few steps toward Arnold, he offers his right hand. And I smiled like a person.
"Regards"
Arnold glances at the hand of the offered luker-
"..." Me ”suits you well."
I thought so, and mouthed the disgust at the aperture.
Arnold has also been malicious towards me when I first met him. But that's because he was jealous of me as a competitor, so to speak.
But Lukersch isn't. Arnold and I have nothing in common, it's someone else at all. And yet I can't believe you're suddenly saying you hate me.
Besides, if you look closely, Arnold's mouth angle is raised. Obviously, I'm making fun of Lukersch. Nevertheless, the first time I see Arnold's smile is what this is.
I think 3 years ago there was a little more adorable. I had the childhood I deserved year after year. Have you been distorted again in the last three years?
"Arnold! I'm sorry, Lukersch. This guy has a rambling mouth on top of the familiar..."
Mr. Merzedes hurries to pinch his mouth. But Arnolt has tried to block the words of his own master, throwing questions at me. The voice is clearly irritating.
"Ampel, why did you bring a guy like this? Outsiders."
To that question, I give a moment of hesitation as to what to answer.
No matter why they say it, I just can't find a good return that doesn't make any deep sense. Besides, I can tell from Arnold's condition that if I give him a far-fetched response here, even now he's in a worse mood, and it's going to be a hassle.
on me hesitant,
"It's to protect Laura. I followed you for that."
Lukersch answered with a strong tone. As soon as possible, an evil air flows between the two of us.
- These two don't fit.
I felt that way intuitively.
Arnold is obviously keen. And Lukersch, too, has a seemingly calm personality, but a strong core personality. There are some stubborn things about this and what I've decided to do.
There will be no such thing as everyone doesn't feel comfortable with each other. But these two obviously, they don't fit.
I can't say anything to the one-touch air.
It began in the first place that Arnold plucked the fight without a greeting - I thought so, and when I did my gaze to Arnold, his black eyes opened slightly. The gaze was directed at Lukersch's eyes. - No, it's not. I noticed that it was directed at the crest floating in Lukersch's left eye.
"... what's that left eye?
It was a tone that I didn't try to say I hated it, I accidentally overflowed with questions from my mouth. But to the words, Lukersch clearly showed upset.
- Is Laura afraid of this power?
Three years ago words and frightened blue eyes come back to the back of my brain. And half-reflexively, I had unconsciously slipped myself between Lukersch and Arnold myself.
"Mr. Arnold, don't speak ill of childhood. Luca followed me because she was worried."
To my words, Arnold frowned. Then he opened his mouth for a moment, but turned his heel back from the spot without saying anything. And disappeared into the back of the inn.
- Damn, what the hell was that?
Blur in your mind as you do your gaze in the direction Arnold disappeared. Early in my arrival trouble, I just had to hold my head.