Life in Another World as a Maid Mage

It's three o'clock in ten minutes. By the time I finished drinking the tea after late lunch and exhaled, the sun was already setting. Towards the end of the year, sunrise is after 8 a.m. and sunset before 3 p.m. The country has much shorter sunshine hours than Japan.

(... the days are really short...)

While Felicia and the others were preparing for the afternoon practice, Siori, looking out the darkened window, stopped to see the knight of the cathedral patrolling in the snow.

"... you've grown."

Though there was no subject, Theori nodded at the meaning of Alec's words.

Yes, you've reinforced your security.

Ah.

The number of sentry posts, which is clearly higher than during the day, is sufficiently high to call it a state of alert. I suppose the excitement of the singing princess's party was recognized as a case in point.

"Depending on what happens, it could be damages."

"That's right...."

If it was the work of an outside person, let alone if it was really the work of an inside person.

The commission paid to summon the top stars of King's Landing was never cheap. If those girls ruined the concert, they wouldn't be so silent as priests. The poison made the band hardly work at the moment and had to hire an adventurer for a separate fee to compensate for it, so even if failure was avoided, there might be some protest.

Looking through the window in an unspeakable mood, the two of them were lightly knocked on the entrance door. After waiting for Felicia's permission to enter, a few tired expressions of connies come in. He approached us early as he met a small group of Felicians in the back.

"... no... it was hard."

He pushed up his glasses and smashed his grasshopped face.

"We managed to negotiate with the Knights. I was largely reluctant to cause further trouble and involve unrelated people, but eventually I came to the Archbishop and asked him to give me the name of the investor, Uncle Watanabe - well, we decided that we would have a conditional and full hearing after tomorrow."

Though this would not have been the case if it had been a strict Japanese police force, it seems that the Knights took some account of the situation. When asked, Bordering Uncle is in a position to lead the Northern Knights when things go wrong. As a knight, I must have had to put up his face.

"That's... good. So the concert is on schedule?

"Yes, of course. Just in case, we're going to have some of the Knights disguised as cathedral knights. Besides, I wanted to make a brief inquiry and collect the evidence, so now the band people are being investigated at the clinic, but some people wanted to join the singing princess as soon as it was over. Some of them were in a lot of mental shock, and it seemed difficult to attend until tomorrow... I can't judge this place by myself, so I'll ask Felicia for her opinion."

Changing the arrangement may change the bend again. Confusion will inevitably change in a dazzling situation, but I would like you to get over it as a professional. Siori took a deep breath, saying that she had to keep that in mind.

Looking behind him, Siori noticed that he was looking in an unexpected direction with wrinkles between his eyebrows.

"... Alec. What's the matter with you?

Sharply narrowing his blue eyes, he pointed silently towards the window. I glanced at the window. The view of the room is reflected in the window, which is completely darkened by the sun, and it is difficult to see outside the window. I can see better in the mirrored room.

Siori, who noticed a point in the room, was small and breathtaking.

--I 'm watching.

As always, I didn't see the faces of the people in the windows, but I still knew exactly who was facing where. I know that Felicia and the others are working on it. Except for one.

"... did you do something wrong?

Connie asked me in a strange way, but I answered ambiguously.

"So, what do they do? Things have changed again."

"Yes, I'm going to explain it to you. I can't help it if this happens. We have to be angry with each other."

"I see. So this is what you're thinking."

"Yes, thank you."

Connie pulled his lips together and exhaled briefly, approaching Felicia, who seemed to be finished.

"--Poison!? What the hell is poison...?!"

"Are you all right!?"

"How terrifying....."

Connie explained the "incident" and they all faded. Felicia starts her mouth shut and each speaks of anxiety and doubt.

Connie, who somehow forgave them, pushed up his glasses without loosening his harsh expression.

"The poison was detoxified by the therapist. No sequelae. Just..."

Connie exhales relieved breath and relaxes the air, pulling it back to the hard stuff in successive words.

"I reported a possible poison incident, not an infection, to the Knights. This puts Miss Felicia and all those accompanying her under the surveillance and protection of the Knights. Also, the harmed orchestra members are currently being interviewed."

The facts told calm down for a moment. I might not have understood what that meant immediately. That's true, because it's not, like, getting caught up in a knight-handed case.

But as the meaning of Connie's words penetrated, each showed a remarkable response. Many of them were either faint and hardened, or they dyed their faces into words that could be called criminal treatment.

Felicia and Carina reacted most violently, but in surprising contrast.

"So you're saying you can't deliver my song? Does anyone in the band want to poison me and disturb me? If you don't want to disturb me, you can do something about me directly!

Carina, who completely lost her complexion and turned into a paper color, remained calm against Felicia, whose white skin turned red and whose poor appearance was unbalanced in severity. However, the strange shine of the fierce eyes could not be concealed, and Shiori secretly cowered in the dread.

Carina grabbed Felicia by her shoulders and she turned around, lifting her nervous, thin eyebrows.

"What do you mean? We are victims. It would not be rude to keep it under surveillance if we were to protect it. Isn't this treating you like a criminal? I can't stand being a priest in a cathedral. Strictly protest through the manager -"

"I'm sorry."

Connie opened his mouth to be worn by Carina, who unveiled and curled her discomfort.

"It's like, it's not a fact, it's a fact. Since we first found an infected person, there have been many suspicions about the situation, and we have determined that the crimes committed by insiders are extremely high. Sure, you're a victim, but you're also a suspect. If this causes a discontinuation of the concert and thus the holding of the birthday festival itself to be jeopardized, depending on the incident, you may rather be claiming damages from us."

If the host, Tris Cathedral, brought an incident at a well-known festival in Japan and abroad and claimed damages, it would be an unprecedented scandal for Elvestam Hall, a singer and orchestra. Credit may fall to the ground and hall management may become impossible.

--It's not like you're going to fire a singer and an orchestra.

Carina turned pale to earth in this word. I guess I finally realized the gravity of the matter. It seemed like he was trying to say something and hold his mouth shut, desperately trying to push his heart upset and kill him. However, the tremors of the body could not be concealed, and the edges of the lips were battling.

"... Hildegardo..."

Carina tried to squeeze out one name.

"It was Hildegardo Lindy. I'm sure you will. I've been harassing you so many times."

Connie glanced at us. Alec nods small next door.

"... that Hildegardo is currently protected by the Order of the Cathedral."

Felicia opened her eyes to the words, but Carina sparkled. Not surprisingly, but rather delighted. Siori raised her eyebrows at her unfit state of affairs. Connie in front of her also had a similar expression, and she must have felt something.

Discomfort.

"Well! Then she's still here! I'm sure... he must have come to laugh at Felicia's failure. On the contrary, I wanted to take over Felicia's stage and enhance my reputation."

Siori slowly lay down her eyes as if she had taken off the neck of a demon.

(This is...)

"... black."

There's nothing better than to agree to Alec's slumpy murmur. However, the women around them, including Felicia, did not seem to notice the strange state of Carina's mind paralyzed by the anomaly.

"I don't know if she has that kind of sentiment, but it suggests that she's a suspect as well as a possible victim."

"Hilde was the victim? What are you talking about?

Felicia reacted to the suggestion that Hildegardo might have been the victim. Alec will answer the question this time.

"Someone called me to deceive Lord Felicia. I brought a letter that mimics your handwriting."

"You lied to me? A letter that mimics a handwriting?

"Oh, the letter contained several suspicions suggesting counterfeiting. The text was as if it were foreseeing a case. Moreover, after reading it, it is careful to instruct them to burn it down in order to destroy the evidence. If you burn it down, the eyes of suspicion will be directed at Hildegard, but even if you don't burn it down, you'll be suspicious of Felicia - so we're seeing some kind of malice against both Hildegard and Felicia."

That's all Alec has to say. In a quiet room where you hit the water.

"Well, anyway, the Knights will look into it. Including the courier who delivered this letter to her."

Felicia stood pale, with beautiful blue eyes like emerald. However, for a short while, I exhaled slowly as if I was relieved by a slight uplift of white cheeks.

"So, Hilde wasn't the killer, was he?

"I'm not sure yet, but I think it's very likely."

Felicia smiled happily at Connie's words.

"Good... I was very close to Hilde for a while. Recently, we've been busy and totally alienated, but when we settle down a little bit, it'll be like before... oh? So what happens to harassment so far?"

"It was denied by the person. I'm not entirely convinced of her arguments, but if it's found to be relevant to this incident, the Knights will investigate. The Knights of the King's Landing will be in charge, but the Knights of the North will do well there."

"That's right. But..."

Felicia smiled.

"I believe in her. Because I'm your friend."

A dirty smile. A heartfelt smile.

--in contrast to Carina, who looked down on her earthy face with her eyes open ---

"... anyway, I'm sorry to say that, but you are under the protection of the Order of the Cathedral and the Knights. The concert will be held as planned and you will be invited to attend. People at the clinic also want to meet as soon as the hearing is over, so let's take some time later. Please understand that the Knights will have complete control over what happens."

"I understand."

Felicia nodded instead of Carina, who was silent. She smiled so as to calm down the women who looked at each other anxiously.

"I'll leave everything to you. Let's do our best for the concert. You can't call yourself a pro if you fail like this. I will definitely succeed."

The powerful words of the singer. And the energized women nodded with a smile.

The story seems to be wrapped up. Felicia turned around and took Shiori's hand.

"Perhaps... you'll get us into trouble, but Siori, thank you very much. And Alec."

They nodded again as they stared at the light of the magic lamp and glanced at the stars.

"I've decided on some really nice footage, and I'm going to try not to change the song from what I decided earlier. One or two songs may have originally been scheduled to be played, but... is that okay?

"Yes, but there are limits to my imagination, so it would be helpful if you could give me as much advice as possible if there were any changes."

"Of course - oh, I'm suddenly motivated. I don't know who it is, but I don't want you to like the concert."

Felicia pronounced herself fluffy and breathless, and Shiori burst out.

The knight of the cathedral peered into his face and gazed at Connie with a bang on the door. As he left after meeting with Felicia, he stopped in front of Alec and dropped his words in a low voice that they could not hear.

"--I was a teacher for a while. It was a job to talk to inmates, listen to their confessions, and teach them. Many of them deeply repented their sins and looked back at themselves. But some of them couldn't plead guilty. Some people complained that this was a sin, that it wasn't their fault, that it was their fault."

The eyes under the glasses distort sadly and exude a slight discomfort.

"Her (...) face at that time was very similar to theirs. That's the face of a man who tries to justify his sins and shift blame to others."

After a while of silence, he smiled bitterly.

"... no, it's not good to decide the killer without proof. But let's intensify our surveillance, with a particular focus on Ms. Carina."

"... ahh. Do it. We'll be on maximum alert. She's not the only bad guy."

Connie graciously returned it and left the room.

Return your gaze to the room with a nasty face.

Watching Felicia and the others who started practicing, Alec secretly entered the battle, realizing the unique sensation of caressing his skin.

A faint stream of magic. This is different from Shiori's. She must have realized that she was magically reflecting the illusion. I knew she was still vigilant and couldn't rest her hands on the job.

(... I don't suppose they'll attack us here.)

I'm afraid I can't help but feel upset and angry. Although apparently calm was restored, Carina seeped out of her body with a dark affection in her faceless face like a mask, similar to that released by the assassin - an extremely faint but obvious magic of animosity.