Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

Well then, the bad guys asked me to do it later. If anything happens, Alec... aren't you here today? Tell me about Clement or Nadia. "

Speak to the staff who are busy with paperwork, pack up their small baggage and leave the union (guild) behind. An old friend invited me to dinner, so I got up early.

(It's nice to meet him, but the place is troublesome....)

Dinner with an old friend is actually a secret meeting named exchanging information among dignitaries. Therefore, the venue was designated as quite a place. The position of an adventurer exempts a costume, but it must be equivalent.

(Well, I'd feel very cheap if I went to his house.)

Return to your room rented from a terrace house close to the guild. I wanted to clean my body, but I didn't have much time. I had to squeeze the towel that was soaked in warm water (warm) hard and wipe my face and body lightly.

Open the closet and dress smartly with a shirt worn in a specialty store. Wear a smart and cotton vest, wrap a crovat around your collar to match your hair color, and attach a love sword with a more decorative waistband than your usual. From there, I put on a tail coat tailored for adventurers.

Shave a stretched beard in front of a mirror in the bathroom, and remove the red hair tied to the masterpiece to get rid of the habit through the comb. The hair was cured with a hair conditioner that was rarely used, and then tied with a silk ribbon.

Check your body in the mirror. Instead of the usual boneless swordsman, Zach Siel, the Duke's illegitimate son Blaisak Faucher was reflected.

"... I can't help it, let's go"

Exhale briefly, then hang out wearing a cloak instead of a coat from above. I picked up a carriage on the street and told him where I was going.

"To Lindgott Hotel"

Looking out the window at the street, shaken by a carriage. Under the sky, which heralded a winter visit, the carriage passing through the downtown area entered the second block and eventually moved to the first block, which was populated by many aristocracy and wealthy people. During my active life, I often entered places such as requests for nominations, but lately I have had very few opportunities to extend my legs. If it is not for the purpose of warming up old relationships with old friends and former clients, it is a place that has little to do with me as a person who has fallen into the city well.

Eventually, the carriage stopped in front of a heavy and magnificent architectural building.

After entering the lobby, guided by the uniformed doorman who was waiting in front of the entrance, Bellman confirmed his name and guided him to the upper level.

"Long time no see, Blaisak! I'm glad you're doing well."

A grey-haired man greeted Zack through a designated suite. It is a sturdy man with a calm appearance that is worthy of a man in his millennium, but with some kind of youthful signs.

"You haven't changed, Chris."

After a powerful handshake, Zach rubbed his belly and laughed hard.

"... no, did you just get a little hungry?

"Don't say that. I care. When I was younger, my diet and exercise didn't change, but lately it's easier to get meat."

A friend from his childhood, Burchristfel Osbring, on the Trisval border, laughed bitterly. Then point to the back room and start walking early.

You're both here already.

"-Two?

Zach closed his eyes. There should be only one guest left for dinner.

"As a matter of fact, there was a sudden increase in the number of people. I heard about Lord Edvard's plans and he insisted that you accompany him."

Christopher's hand opens the door between the contacts. A flax-haired man turned his back to the door and looked back. Eduardo Faucher, deputy commander of the Royal Order and half-brother of Zach, the Duke of Faucher. A neat, pathetic expression loosens like a boy.

"Long time no see, brother."

"Eddie"

It was a longtime reunion with my younger brother, but without long rejoicing, his gaze was nailed behind Edvard to a blonde man sitting gently on a heavily decorated sofa. The man's mouth slowly drew an arc and the purple blue eyes shining under the gold thread's hair appeared in a pleasant color.

- Your Majesty.

After waiting for the aromatic tea received from the tea shop of the Bordering Uncle family to be distributed, Christopher lowered his hips on the sofa while making a slightly awkward expression, telling the butler in the room not to enter until he called.

"Would you mind if I went ahead? [M] I've almost finished my personal errands. All we have to do is inspect the border zone. I just need you to tell me the story."

Sitting relaxed, the current king of Stridia, Olivier Felsen Stridia, began sipping tea with elegance.

The three of them turned their gaze, and Zach shook his neck to encourage the inviter (Christopher). It was supposed to be a more shattered place to be when it came to gathering dignitaries, but hard air drifted from unexpected intruders.

"First of all, with regard to the situation in the border zone,"

Christopher cut his tongue.

"As you know, refugees are pushing in under the influence of the rebellion in the Dorgaste Empire that has been going on for about four months. We have set up a refugee camp on the Crystal Plains near the fort and have sent additional Knights on site to deal with it, but we're running out of manpower. The current situation is that the maintenance of security in the territory is somewhat weak."

"Regarding that, the Royal Knights are also considering sending a Knight Corps. I won't split much, but I'll arrange for it to be turned around as much as possible. We'll get back to you shortly with details about troop numbers and dates."

Edvard, in his position as deputy commander of the Royal Knights, clapped his mouth.

"Thank you very much."

Christopher relieves the symptoms, but immediately wrinkles between his eyebrows again.

"Even though I was busy the other day, the Emperor's messenger pushed me to the fort. I don't know what to say to the refugees in my own country, but with the sword," One of the rebels must have crossed the border with the refugees, turn them over as soon as you find them. "I've heard of the personality, but it's hard to discover."

"- By the way, what are the characteristics?

"Allen Shrigina is a playful gentleman with sandy hair and purple blue eyes. Well, it's probably a fake name, and whatever color of your eyes you dye your hair, you can disguise it as much as you want. There's no clue."

The four men looked at each other in a deep sense.

"The name Allen is not uncommon in kingdoms or empires. It is a very common color even with purple blue eyes. If I could just say the color of my eyes, there are five people I can remember right now."

Christopher said, "Laugh.

"I know at least two people."

"Me too."

Edvard agreed with Zach.

"I look in the mirror every morning."

Olivier's jokes have no choice but to smile bitterly. Putting the drained teaware back on the table, he tightened his expression.

"... not to mention jokes. Puppet Emperor Auvinen is completely disenchanted by the emperor's people, and he doesn't realize that the nobility and oppression throughout the empire are exhausting the people and the territory. The Alliance operatives have greatly weakened us. The rebellion will succeed. It is a problem that refugees are approaching the borders of various countries, and the coalition forces are planning to launch repression in anticipation of the timing. At last, we can dismantle the empires that were a matter of concern to the surrounding countries. After the end of the rebellion, the territory will be distributed among the three countries."

Well, unlike the other two countries with few flatlands, I don't need it because I don't have any trouble with the land, but that's how I narrowed my words.

There was a moment of silence.

"... Either way, the knights will temporarily make it difficult to crush beasts and maintain law and order. I think it would be a nuisance for the Adventurers Association (Alliance), but thank you."

Zack nodded at Christopher's words. Adventurers' unions (guilds) are not fundamentally involved in state power because they are private organizations. But we'll have to keep our eyes shut about this situation.

"- Speaking of which, I remembered the story of the man with the purple blue eyes. How is His Highness Alexei?

When Christopher shook the conversation under the guise of carelessness, Olivier opened his mouth before we could return the word.

"That's what I'm talking about. That's the best reason I came here. [M] I heard Alec was down, and he ran away, standing or not."

"Oh, my God! That's new. How are you? Are you okay?"

Though Christopher was surprised, Zack couldn't stop looking like he had bitten a bug. How does Olivier, who lives in a distant kingdom, know that?

"... they say it's a fever from fatigue. I just slept for a few days, but I took care of myself and took a week off. Now he's fully recovered and back on-site - I didn't know you knew that. Were you still watching His Highness?"

The first half is for old friends, but the second half is for kings. There's nothing I can do to make my voice harder.

"Surveillance is bad. The main purpose is to protect you. That said, it was only for the first few years after I went out. Alec is much stronger than a bad knight, and if he grows up and turns into a tough face, no one will ever recognize him who was in the castle only for a few years as a boy. You've been at liberty ever since. It's just..."

Once the words were cut off, Olivier lay down her eyes in dismay.

"--Many people who have returned from long-term assignments will get sick after a while. I thought Alec would stay at the castle a little longer, but I was worried he'd come back here in less than a month. It's okay, I don't have it pasted all the time. I just wanted you to keep an eye on things regularly. Just in case, let me see what's going on for a while."

I understand. Alec is listening to his request for guilt from his brother, who abandoned his inheritance, and Olivier's remorse, which drives his brother on a dangerous mission in such a way as to attach guilt to the country. My head understands. But I still think it's indissoluble. I wanted Alec to be free at least as long as he was in Tris.

--A more important apprentice than my real brother.

"Well, I'm relieved you're looking well. She seemed to have a good complexion, and she had a fairly calm face."

"... did you see me?"

"No, I just kept it from a distance. I just met the Heavenly Girl."

Without hiding his bitter face, Zach finally floated.

Have you been in contact with him?

Olivier laughed slowly as she gazed quietly at Blaisak, who had faded. "Brother" is a good "brother" who thinks of his brother and sister. I was told that I cared about it.

"Don't worry. However, I was interested in the woman who stopped Alec's heart. I've only met a few dozen people, but it turns out she's a rare woman. As reported. He was also an interesting magician and wanted to serve the queen and the prince. They found all my guards in hiding."

"... please stop"

Brayzak sat down on the sofa as he loosened up. He covered his pale face with one hand.

"Sure, it may be rare, but it's not like 'Heavenly Woman', it's a normal woman with nothing different on the inside. She is a woman with a wound in her heart who usually gets hurt if she feels painful. I want you to stimulate him too much."

"... that's important. She did."

There were no affirmative words. But then I found out that it was a true representation of his heart.

"As an unidentified and unidentified woman, I know that I am alert to Her Highness and her close proximity. But that's a harmless woman. On the contrary, it is weak. I almost died once. She pretends to be a strong woman who lives without leaning against anyone, but she is really desperately trying to find a place to live. I've seen him for the last four years, and I know that. I've made a lot of effort to live. I want him to have peace of mind if he can. And, of course, His Highness."

The expression in her heart certainly reached Olivier's heart. I understand. From the report delivered, she is certainly not familiar, but she has no harm in person, rather a positive influence on the surroundings.

"- I will not remain silent if anything happens that hurts my brother and harms this country. But as a brother who thinks of his brother, as a" best friend "who lived close to him for several years, I can't help but hope. I understand that having such an idea would disqualify me as the king in charge of the country. But if you will heal my brother's pus, which I will never heal - no matter how inexperienced she may be, I want to accept her as a people of this country."

Brayzak raised his face. Your eyes and gaze cross as if you were looking for the truth. Olivier smiled. Like Alexei today, she smiled with her purple blue eyes.

After an exchange of information, Olivier left Edvard on the spot and resigned from the room to which he had been sent, accompanied by other escorts. I am an unscheduled participant. You can spend the rest of your time in the water with your old friend and brother.

In the meantime, I fulfilled my purpose. I made sure my brother was safe, and I also met the Heavenly Girl.

Heavenly woman.

--There is a woman whose brother is in there. Such a report was made only a month ago.

The shadow of a woman who suddenly appeared as if she had suddenly gushed down on her brother, who had no rumours that had floated up to this age, after a terrible experience as a boy against the opposite sex. Interested and listened to carefully, Blaizac said she was the woman he protected about four years ago. A woman approaching a man with a background who was once the Duke's illegitimate son. It was time Alexei entered the capital to prepare and train under an undercover operation into the Empire. It was impossible to imagine that a woman might have a dark purpose behind her. It seems that Blaisak himself investigated it independently.

I promptly asked my own investigator to look into it, but Blaizac's previous history of protection is unknown. Moreover, no matter where I looked, I found no trace of her intrusion into the country in a clearly exotic form. I thought she had been secretly brought in for some noble play in her early childhood, but when I crushed the house that came to mind, I never found any sign of her being in this country. It seems that Brayzak has also tried to see an expert whether he cared about the area, but the diagnosis results are extremely healthy for both the body and mind of those who see weakness. There is no darkness or distortion characteristic of the surrounded woman.

After all, it remains a mystery where you lived and why you were there until you were protected four years ago.

"Strangely enough, I couldn't find any signs of people entering or leaving the area around the discovery site. It was like suddenly coming down from the sky, just falling there."

Blaisak testified that way at the time.

From the testimony, the name of the woman who is now called among the agents is "Heavenly Woman." A word that means the Messenger of Heaven, spoken in the far east of the Goga.

(--Heavenly woman, huh)

I smiled bitterly without thinking of it as a childish imagination, but I felt that it was not a mistake all the time.

It was a very chaste impression of a man that I actually tried to touch. I was aware that I was ready, but even if I looked at myself in front of my eyes, my expression didn't change. I seem to have noticed the height of our position, but I didn't see anything flattering on the way, so I pulled back lightly when I finished my errands.

Like the sea in the evening.

Although her waist and standing behavior seem feminine, it is not always possible not to make people conscious. A strong woman with a core who can walk on her feet without leaning against a man.

An unfamiliar woman. But a strange woman mixed with strength, kindness, and wickedness.

Initially I suspected it might be someone from another country, but it was too conspicuous and too weak for me, so I was able to reduce my vigilance level at a relatively early stage. It was easy to see from regular reports that Blaizac didn't seem to like it, and that he was desperate to survive every day in an unfamiliar environment.

A woman who desperately learns the language and culture of this country while living like a working woman. A woman who is too weak to use her magic and accumulated knowledge to work for her allies. A woman who returned to the scene without breaking her hair while dying after being crushed by use. A strong woman who never leans on or leans against a close companion. And the woman who always reaches out gently when she asks for it.

That hand that I touched just before I broke up was the hand of a rough, broken, hard-working man.

Rather than being harmful, it is.

"I see. And don't nod to Alec's obsession."

Alexei took pleasure in taking on difficult requests, either because of her guilt towards Olivier. Because of his position as King, he cared for him, but with his guilt he sent him on dangerous missions many times. That's why you can't heal the wounds of his heart that have accumulated since he was a boy.

He was a strong man, but he was also a gentle and delicate man. How many more wounds have you been sent to such an unpleasant place (Empire)?

Behind my head, I saw Alexei and the heavenly girl Siori walking by. Alexei stares gently and gently at her like she's never seen before, and Siori shows a feeling of caring for him while drawing a line.

Would she heal him?

(I want you to heal me)

--Healing Heavenly Girl.