I Said Make My Abilities Average!

"What kind of person is Mr. Adele?

Princess Morena quickly cut to the point.

I don't want to ask younger school students anything else, and I don't have a common topic. It was natural.

Marcella is fully aware of that, too. I decided to tell a pre-thought story from the beginning.

First of all, I spoke of Adele from the Viscount Askham era after declining to say that it was a guess from stories I heard from Adele, stories that were written in a postscript, etc., and contained some imagination.

That said, Adele didn't really want to talk about her parents, so the content is only marginal.

"First, until the age of eight, she lived very normally with her parents and her maternal grandfather. And when I was eight, my mother and grandfather were attacked by bandits and died. There seemed to be a lot of questions about this bandit, but I think it's already been investigated there for that.

He then lived under house arrest at his residence with his father and being ignored or stigmatized by the cheater his father brought in and his children. When he was ten years old, he was forbidden to name his family and thrown into Eckland School without a single sentence, and he said that his son sat on the seat of the daughter of the Viscount's house. Since then, there has been no sending or contact from the Askham family. That's all Adele has to do with her parents. "

As a result of the investigation, the King, Chancellor, Burgle and Count Bonham, who knew to some extent, had only become a slightly sinister face, but Morena, the two princes, and Countess Bonham, who had not been heard, had opened their eyes to surprise.

"Oh, no... I can't believe that kid's oblivion was such a terrible sight...

Why didn't you go see how it went, I did!

The Countess was weeping.

The princess and the princes also have a darker and darker look.

And finally, it's been a story since Marcella met Adele.

"Adele and I first met on the day of our induction ceremony..."

I told her about Adele's introduction, about Marcella and the others jealous of Adele and pushing her into the dorm, etc., by omitting Adele's specificity and talking funny. To impress Adele as a funny and good boy.

The story kept going.

"... and Adele told us that she would make our own underwear..."

"Hahahahahaha!

The grownups never scolded me for 'not being sure,' and the princess had a big mouth to laugh at. Adalbert, the first prince, had a fine face, but the topic was just the topic, and Vince, the second prince, leaned down with a red face.

And the princess asked, wiping away the tears of laughter with her fingers.

"So, like you tried to give me that homemade underwear, you gave me magical protection, right?

"" "Eh..." "

To the sudden princess's bomb speech, the stunning Marcellas and the surprising princes and adults.

"'Cause you guys, one day, all of a sudden, magic became available, magic arms improved, right? Three of my friends, at the same time.

As much as you believe in such coincidences, you naturally doubt 'someone, the involvement of the common'?

Besides, even if I helped Mr. Adele with sympathy at first, for some reason, then I'm rapidly getting close to her and following her around a lot, I don't think it's just sympathy. Yes, as if to return the favor......

You know Adele's secret, don't you?

From what I had just heard and the investigation report I had read in advance, the princess had reached an unlimited conclusion close to the correct answer.

"Wait!"

That's when the king's voice sounded like he was in a hurry.

"You guys get out!

"" "" Eh... ""

The Prime Minister, the Counts of Bonham and the Princes, who were suddenly ordered out of the room, gave a voice of surprise.

"But..."

"Go!"

Hand controlled the protested Prime Minister and the Counts of Bonham, who were not well aware of the situation, and the dissatisfied princes, and the king drove five people out of the room.

"Morena, it's a detour! I would have been told not to teach others!

"Ah..."

And the princess, who cared as if everyone in the room knew all the circumstances, turned blue.

"I can't help what I said. Fortunately, I haven't touched the core, so you can duly mislead me later. But be careful in the future!

"Ok......"

The princess, who nearly destroyed the country at stake, turned to the Marcellas with her face still blue.

"So, you know, Mr. Adele's secret..."

(Holy shit, this woman! Strong for the habit of having a pompous face!

To the princess's offense, Marcella dressed as calm but seeping in sweat.

Monica and Oriana are silent, entrusting everything to Marcella.

To delude Adele's abilities, Marcella said she was desperate to think of an excuse.

"You know that, don't you? That there is a goddess in Mr. Adele!

"" "Eh..." "

The princess blew herself up in abundance.

"Did you give Adele a magical blessing as a reward for hiding what the goddess is staying in and following and helping you with all sorts of things?

It's good, because everyone here knows all about the goddess... "

(What the hell are you talking about?

Marcella thought. I thought desperately.

(This must be some crazy way for Adele to fool around! What the hell kind of deception...

Maybe they're watching the impossible magic. If she is, how do you delude her?

I lowered my intelligence to that kid's level, laying aside my common sense and my ability to read the air, inadvertently multiplying the ingredients by five and anticipating what that kid is going to think...)

Marcella was quite able to read Adele's behavior. This, by transforming it into an 'Adele Simulator' to simulate Adele's thoughts.

These days, even in the middle of a conversation, (Ah, I'm trying to say something disturbing!) and blocking Adele's mouth or grabbing Adele's arm or collar just before she moves prevents tragedy and comedy from happening again and again. Its rooted 'Adele Simulator' is fully operational.

(The rumors I've heard so far..., the descent of the goddess, the messenger of God.

And now the story. Goddess dwells? What did Adele say, rolled in smoke?

To prevent herself from being surrounded or making unscrupulous demands, what the hell did that kid's brain misogyny think, just like her chest?

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"Eh, you all know about the goddess!

"Again..."

The princess nodded satisfactorily that her reasoning had been centered on Marcella's surprise voice.

"Then you also know that you shouldn't hand it to that child..."

"I won't give you a hand! Regardless of the goddess, I just want to thank the brave girl who did everything in my honor until I took the risk and be your friend. What's the problem with that?

The goddess wouldn't say that Mr. Adele shouldn't make friends, etc., would she?

The voice of the princess who said so sounded a little proud.

(You bitch! Instead of making it convenient for Adele, we're going to take Adele in!

When Marcella glanced at the grownups, they all looked, yeah, yeah.

(Guys, Guru!

Marcella bit her teeth in her heart, but she can't put them on her face in front of the royal family.

But if I didn't say something, my belly worm wouldn't heal.

"But if you can't find Adele at the heart, there's nothing you can do!

"Grunt..."

"Well, I'll see you later,"

Somehow the clouds became a little suspicious, so the king had no choice but to pinch his mouth.

"Adele..., do you have any idea where Viscount Askham is?

"" "Not at all!

Marcella and the other three voices aligned.

As I practiced many times.

Afterwards, people asked me a lot of questions, such as whether the name of the country or town had ever come up in conversation with Adele or if there was an acquaintance, but I honestly didn't have a problem answering because it was all I really didn't know.

And after a considerable amount of time, Marcella and the others were finally released.

Even though magic has improved, some C-rank hunters are at a gobbling level, and without Adele, the Marcellas would have been of no value to the Royal Palace.

The prospect of pulling the princess in and making it useful to Adele one day could not be fulfilled, but the information about Adele has not crossed anything but the misinformation originally held by the royal palace side.

(Well, you're good as we are)

A voice rang from behind Marcella as she tried to exit the conference room with Monica and Oriana, thinking so.

"Oh, that! Also, can I talk to you?

"Oh, yeah, I don't mind..."

There was no way I could turn down the princess's request to the three women of the poor Baron family.

A few days later.

As Marcella spoke with the three Monicas in her dorm room, the door was knocked.

"Mr. Marcella, you can see your father!

"Yes, I'll open it now!

When Marcella hurried to take her seat and opened the door, there was the figure of the dorm warden and Marcella's father, who excitedly let her breath out.

"Father, suddenly what..."

"Marcella! Oh, you, is it true that the royal palace called you!

"Oh, ha, it's true..."

"Hey, why did they call me! What the hell!

It would be a great pleasure if it was a good story, such as my daughter being called to the royal palace, but if it was a bad story, it would involve the survival of your home. The excitement of his father was not impossible either. I ignored being in my room, talking about my daughter's friends, etc.

"Eh, the Third Princess said to your friend..."

"Hey, what! No, if that's true, I'd love to, but why? How come I don't know anything about you? It's you?

"Come on?"

"Come on, it's you..."

"Ask him if you want to know."

If you say that and see who Marcella points to......

"Ah, it's Morena, the third princess. Sorry to bother you..."

That said, the girl around fifteen years old lowered her head with a pepper.