It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

Now I was enjoying dinner with my parents in my dining room at home. But my head is full of stories from today's conversation room.

According to the princes, it was the father of the school students at the time who caused disturbances with the teachers seconded by the church. I also wondered if that had caused the church to become non-cooperative, but when I pointed out that too much time had passed, and that it might be time to walk over as much as anything, the prince also pointed out that, but thank goodness the school director said he was reluctant to do something, or that there seemed to be a verse hiding it. Magilka said the church felt more alert to something on the part of the school than non-cooperative. Churchwise, if there is no request from the school side, it also seems to be in a state of not dispatching "Well, come on".

And at the time, it was only us and the school director who knew what was going on. When that happened, I had to ask Ferdid, my father, who was already enjoying tea after dinner in front of me.

Father, I'd like to ask you a few questions.

"Hmm? What is it, Mary?

With a nervous face I speak to my father, he turns to his delightful face and returns the cup he had to the plate.

"I pinched it a little in my ear at school, but at the time your father entered school, you know... the... uh... seconded by the church, with the teacher... there was a commotion or something"

In a very badly toothed way, I ask my father with a thrill inside. Maybe it's something you shouldn't touch, and it depends on it, because my father may have gone too far to say something to the school.

"When I enrolled? Disturbance with the teacher? Ha?"

Because of how many minutes old it had been, my father had not immediately overlapped his memory, put his hand on his chin and looked at the ceiling with his imaginary face.

Then for a few minutes, I hit my hand, like my roaring father remembered something.

"Oh, that one! What happened to me turning my teacher into a bumpy metaphor!

(Whoa! What are you doing, Dad?

I put a scratch in my heart at my father, who said something very dangerously with a happy face.

"Yes... why the hell would you do that?

"Hmm? How'd it go? Sure, at the time, the old school building at a place called Mary and the others?... I found a good place to take a nap, where I slept in a good way, there was a noisy guy somewhere in that school building, and I found him because he was loud and I physically shut him up, and that was the teacher... is that what you said?

(Really, what are you doing, Dad?)

Hearing more crappy testimony, I pass by surprise and scratch in half.

(But if what your father said is true, I don't think the school director will be a reason to be vigilant about the church, as the previous princes speculate. I know if you mean the church side who got full bogged down by students will be on guard.)

Do you feel good to talk about old stories? My father has been talking about old martial arts traditions for a while now, but that's something I listen to a lot, so I listen to it, and I'm late for a thought.

(Well, this matter doesn't have to be solved, but if you use the sacred magic that comes out of the story of the Silver Knight I found in the library, it's solved immediately. Fortunately, it was second-class magic that came out of the story, so you won't have a problem using it)

I remember the other day when the four of us went to the library. The large interior of modern construction was lined up evenly with narrow spaces and bookcases, in which a variety of books were firmly placed. What's more, they didn't go into the bookcase or even some of the stuff that was piled up in front of the shelf. From that cluttered storage system, or not well managed, and stunned that most humans didn't know where what was, the four of us decided to split up and look for the tale of the Silver Knight, and a few hours later, having succeeded in finding a few books for now, I thanked others and ran through it. Fortunately, I succeeded in finding the description of a knight purifying only one of the ghosts, plus the magic and expressions I used in the game were so similar that I decided I could probably use them, and we were behind the library.

(In the meantime, what do I do? Should I tell everyone what happened to your father? No, you shouldn't tell me because this is a disgrace in you, should you? Let's stop it as much as I hurt you with something)

I decided so and decided to end my father's story in a good place in Kiri and return to my room. My father's face when we cut off the conversation seemed so lonely.

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Later.

I wrapped my father's story in an oblate and told everyone who was able to gather. By the way, I'm still in Arrayos' talking room, and I'm worried about everyone's gaze.

"Mm-hmm. I don't think Sir Regalia would behave violently for any reason. Something happened then, I think."

"Right, maybe it has something to do with this ghost noise"

Speak of what the Prince and Magilka thought in a serious way to that story that I was frightened and could not say anything about.

(Hi, all the people around me are easy to misunderstand. Even though your father is quite Yancha)

When I recall the old martial arts tradition my father spoke of, I recall that there are many things in it for which there is no good reason. but I decided not to tell everyone because I was ashamed of myself as a person.

"Well, I also had the royal palace look into what was happening at the time to the rumor level, and apparently there were rumors of ghost noises in the school, as there are now."

"Huh? Really?"

I unwittingly raise my voice to the prince's report, drawing attention to the outfield, rushing to conceal my mouth with both hands and leaning down.

"After all, does it have anything to do with the current ghost noise?

"It may be premature to tie it together, but I'm sure something happened anyway"

The Prince answers Magilka's question with caution.

(Something's bothering you, I think I'll tell everyone here to get rid of the ghost and make it work out because I can use sacred magic)

While everyone was discussing it with a serious face, I was sorry to water it and yet I was called from behind before I opened my mouth to reveal something magical.

"Are you guys getting together and talking about the old school building again?

When we all saw those who spoke, Senior Alice, dressed in a robe, respectfully thanked him and watched this one.

"If it's about a ghost riot, could I join your people? This is where I need information about the resolution."

To Senior Alice, who smiles softly, I have no objection and when I look at the Prince he nodded, so I ask Tutte to increase the number of seats and ask her to participate in the conversation as well.

"Recently, I noticed that the old school building was stretched with wide regional boundaries. But I'm guessing this wasn't done now, it was applied a long time ago."

When Senior Alice finished talking to her about her seat and we had all the information we had so far, she gave us what she knew.

"Maybe it's a junction that locks up ghosts?

Magilka asks with interest what Senior Alice said.

"No, I don't think there's such a juncture, that was the junction that locks down the undead, so I think maybe the ghost is drawn to it"

"Then if we destroy that junction, wouldn't the ghosts gather in the old school building?

"That's what I thought, too, that the great yuan of that junction can't be found searching inside the old school building. Since it's all that wide area junction, it's supposed to be ritualized, so I thought I'd find it soon."

The conversation between the two broke off, and for a few moments, silence ensued.

"Um... I was just... curious..."

In awe, Safina squeezes out her voice, who has not participated in the conversation before. At the end of that gaze lay the prince. The prince smiles and nods when he realizes there is a verse asking if he can give an opinion. Though Safina stopped graduating, she took care not to be rude to the prince. There was not much she had participated in the conversation.

(I'm glad you're used to it, too, but, well, we'll figure it out over time, so let's not be in a hurry to watch)

"Why is such a juncture unfolding in the old school building in the first place?

"It's a junction that shuts the undead down, so let the undead..."

While I naturally answer Safina's words with a face, I realize the possibility and my face turns blue.

"So you're saying there's an undead monster lurking in that old school building?

When Zach spoke without any consideration instead of what I thought, Zawah twitched from the outfielders who were listening, so I rushed to shut his mouth, he had already stuck at the table and was shaking in full swing. If you look closely, isn't Magilka sitting nearby looking at him with cold eyes?

(Magilka, you're working fast)

"There's no certainty, and I don't think we should judge by speculation, so maybe we should go back to the old school building and focus on finding a place for that junction first."

We all nodded quietly when the prince gave his opinion, taking care not to hear him in the field. By the way, Safina and Tütte were just blue-faced and solidified in front of the prince's words, unable to refuse either.