Shaking carriage.

Ray and Lydia were silent. No conversation in particular. It just keeps flowing. Among them, Ray thinks.

What was that girl? Besides, he had a sense of sight. It feels like I've been there someday.

And Ray opened his little mouth.

"Master, earlier ─ ─"

"I'll talk about it when I get back. Rest now."

"... okay."

I don't give a damn. Lydia also seemed to be taking something seriously. I should have brought more information home. That said, I could hardly do anything. Do you remember how sorry you were to run away from the Empire?

Or are you thinking of something else ─ ─.

They returned safely to the kingdom. So Ray was ordered to go home alone. Lydia told me that the report was coming alone.

Move forward roughly. But Ray didn't feel like going straight home. So I went to the neighborhood park and decided to calm down a little.

"Phew...."

Take a breath.

I never came straight back from the Empire to take a break from Lok. That's because Ray and Lydia wanted to return to the kingdom as soon as possible.

Ray sat on the bench. When I looked up at the sky, it was dusk. Looking at the sunset light.

"Oh? My lord...."

Huh?

There was a girl running refreshed through the park. Glossy red hair stretching to the shoulders. However, compared to the surrounding length, the forehead is extremely short. In a pure white dress, she peeks into Ray's face.

"You're Lydia's apprentice?

"Do you know the Master?

The opponent is younger than himself. However, due to the tone and atmosphere, I accidentally replied in respectful terms.

"Hmm. Of course I know. Lydia and I haven't been together for a long time."

"It's a long time ago...? Excuse me, but maybe you're old ─ ─"

Ray asked. It is said that asking a woman about her age is legal, but this time she has only done so.

"Oh, I'm glad it's over fifty!!?

"Mm-hmm. I see. It looks young, but it's getting worse! Hahaha!"

Looking closely, the girl was holding a helicopter in her right hand. When I drank it, I said my name out loud.

"Françoise-Claire. [Wizard of the wings] Bye. Greetings, Ray."

"Yes... thank you very much. Mr. Claire."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"Um... can I speak to Mr. Fran?

"Hmm. So, is Ray okay with you?

"Yes"

Ray called it that in a traceable tone. Then Fran smiled nicely and cheerfully.

"So, what are you doing alone?

"Er...."

I don't know what to say. In front of him now is one of the seven greatest magicians, the [Hibi no Magician]. I was overwhelmed by Lydia's personality in front of me.

I only knew his name. He is the oldest of the seven greatest magicians and famous.

Fran certainly has an overwhelming atmosphere. Although she looks like a young girl, she feels thick as a magician from words and deeds.

Besides, what Ray is worried about right now is confidential information from Special Selection Unit Astral. Can I spit it out? No, I don't think so.

"I hear you are a soldier in the kingdom."

"... do you know?

I can't hide my surprise. In the first place, the existence of the Special Selection Unit "Astral" is kept secret. The Royal Army knows only a limited number of people.

However, Ray thought it would be strange to know if he knew the seven greatest magicians...

"Lydia belongs there. And there's Abby and Carol, right? Of course I do."

"I see... it's a little special, but I like it."

"... what do you think of your skill as a magician?

Huh?

It was a serious look. What should I answer for that?

─ ─ My magician skills......? That's....

I'm sure he's talented. At this age, I am aware that I am talented enough to carry on as a soldier without difficulty. And I still can't see the ceiling of that talent.

It is growing. At the same time, Ray turned away. How long can I grow up as a magician?

Lydia Einsworth is the greatest genius of all time. It is a story that we all admit.

But... recently, Ray's bottom as Lydia's magician was completely visible. That talent, which I thought would never arrive, seemed like something that could reach Ray.

The master will remain a master forever. You will never catch up, and you will not be able to outrun that back. That's why I was relieved. I was satisfied. The current situation was pleasant.

But this is a strange phenomenon lately. Mysterious visibility into the feeling of heading towards the Empire. I can't help but think of myself as something strange.

It was something Ray had been worried about all along. Fran asks more about it.

"... I don't think my skills have reached Master yet."

I lied.

Ray already has Lydia in range. You won't need another year. Ray will soon become a magician beyond Lydia. That was a sure fact.

He wanted to turn away... it was true.

That's not a lie.

That's what Fran said. It was as if I knew everything. She gets off the bench and stands in front of Ray.

"My lord, you already have more primary material" Primateria "than Lydia?

"Well, why did you do that...?

I was exposed to the fact that I had hidden it. It was hidden from anyone in the unit. Fran spotted Lydia even though she hasn't come to the truth yet.

"Well, this is not my ability. I can't reveal it."

"That's right... is that right?"

So, are you worried? About my talents. "

"I'm worried... that's right. I think I'm worried. To be honest, who I am… what is the source of this terrible talent? That's what I've been thinking."

Problems you never reveal. It was something I couldn't tell anyone in the unit, including Lydia.

Who the hell are you? What is the source of this talent that grows every day? You can do anything about magic without trying. The Ice Sword is already in the finished range.

Ray has already stepped into the realm where Lydia has arrived over the years.

I was pleased with the talent at first. I was glad Lydia praised me. But now it was just fear. I was afraid of growing up.

"... talent, right? Every capable sorcerer hits that wall."

"Really?

"Hmm. Especially those who become the seven greatest magicians aren't normal. The time will come for you to wonder how to confront that talent. But you have to face it yourself. After all, humans are not lonely creatures. The same goes for the sorcerer."

"... and face it alone?"

"Well, think of it as an old man with no other love. I ran into you today, but I was actually listening to what Lydia cared about. I called out."

"Master?

Lift your face up. It was the first time I'd heard that.

"Lydia also cares about you. So I hope it bothers you a lot. I'm sure he'll be waiting. I hope you get there yourself."

"Really...."

Fran waved loudly and left the park. Ray will be left on the spot with Potson, but he'll be on his way back soon.

Grip your fist. What the hell are you waiting for?

The Far East battle finally became a full-fledged battle after Ray was about to face himself.