Magic Gems Gourmet

The matter of the Golden Route came to a close, a few days after Loran showed off his genius.

"It's okay, because Ain't nicer than anyone if your status card breaks"

He took Olivia's full love from midday and nodded if her mother would say so... but there were those who waited there.

"Um, Dear Olivia, so is Ein -"

It was Chris.

She sat back in her chair, feeling her strength loose in front of the two elegantly tea addicts, while at the same time leaving enough room for her to lay her hands on her forehead and mourn.

"Please, take it a little heavier!

But what a distracting conversation.

It was the result because this is Olivia's room and the visitors are Ain......

"Do you know how surprised I am? Soon after Ein showed his alleged broken status card anxiously, I wondered how to look at Olivia being hugged by Ein along with her earlier words!?

"'Cause I meant it..."

"It's not."

"By the way, doesn't Chris have any idea how this looks?

"Sorry...... I've never seen it before, too, so I can't help you. I mean, I've never even heard of it... yes! How about asking Mr. Majolica or Mr. Kaisel?

"Oh, I guess so."

Going to ask the Alliance directly is one option, but I want to hear the opinions of someone I trust first.

Naturally, I'm not suspicious of the guild itself.

But I just thought you two were more trustworthy.

"Well, Chris, if you'd like, you could ask me now."

"Is that okay?

"Yeah. I've had enough tea, and I'm fine. I'll make sure you get to work, so you can take the rest of the day off."

"... your job... um... is it your job..."

Because it's about Ain, I couldn't tell you apart from what they said about your job.

That said, the time available is finite.

"I'll be right back! I need a break. I'm coming!

So, you just have to think about it when you get back, because this is how you left Olivia's room.

"Ain"

Then Olivia did.

She stood her finger, "Shh," with a tea-eyed inlaid grin. Near enough that each lash seemed to count, he approached graceful and endless faces at all costs.

"I need to ask you something."

Sweetness, and luster that any opposite sex seems to be able to captivate.

It's just that all those aspects of her can only be directed at Ain.

"I'll take care of it"

"... heh, could I have snorted before I asked?

"I'm snorting, I know what I'm talking about."

"Well, reliable. Then you're sweet for words."

It was a single note that was given to me where I thought it would be sweet at all costs. Something seemed harsh and Ain's eyes repeatedly blinked naturally.

"Can I open it?

"Yeah, check it out"

Hear the reply and then open the seal. The paper that was housed depicted a single chest, and beside it, the fields called validation results and inspection results were hard.

All stated in the last line that it could not be opened.

"Uh..."

I wonder what's wrong, Olivia takes her seat and turns behind Ain.

I point my finger at the paper from behind him and open my mouth.

"This chest was recently given to me by the Elves."

"So it was reasonable and luxurious."

"But I can't open it"

"Huh."

"I couldn't even open it to the chief. It is. Then why did you offer such a product? It seems that Mr. Wilfried was left behind..."

"Oh, oh... I see..."

Speaking of Wilfried, he is the second son of Marc, the first king.

Honestly, I'm no other HR now.

Rather, it's a name I haven't heard in a long time. Aha, but my heart complains of tingling pain. Even if I don't have any memories... the reason I've had a good past like this...

"Ain"

But guess what, or feel the swing of his heart?

Olivia softly hugs Ain and lays her own hands on his hands.

"I'm sorry - it's okay. So, what am I supposed to do with this box?

"I've been doing a lot of research, and I don't see any signs that I can open it. I was wondering if Ein could help me. That's what your father said."

What's wrong with being told to cooperate?

I don't know anything about locking technology.

"This box is a magic trick, right?"

Therefore, the only thing that can be considered is a demonic prop.

"As Ein predicted."

"I didn't realize that Katima or Majorica might be more appropriate."

"Actually, your father asked both of you. But..."

"You couldn't."

"Yes, unfortunately, unfortunately, I hear it didn't get there until it opened"

Then you can break it! I won't say until then, but I think I can do some work.

But the current situation is strange, says Olivia, where Ain't for one second wanted to see it with his own eyes.

"Shall we go and see now?"

Ein nodded honestly, thinking he was as fit as ever.

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"Good to see you! This is Shura's land... it's a place I can't stand when I'm ready for you, sweetheart."

"I don't know what that means, but I could not empty the chest and found it unfaithful"

Katima puts her face on the couch at the end of her gaze. As usual, the cluttered underground lab is more than usual, and the air is heavier because of her. The numerous magic props placed around the luxurious boxes seated on the table seemed to tell the story of the struggles they had endured.

Now, Olivia says, approaching Ain's ear, who was smiling bitterly.

"You'll thank me properly if you help me. I had my official business, and I'm going to measure Ein so he can come with me."

"... official business?

"Yes, it's official business. It's a little far away, so you can make a little stop along the way."

It was also abrupt, but the sincerity of the word is quickly spoken.

"You can go to our royal jurisdiction."

There is only one place that the words point to, and that's the only place you can think of if you also think back to earlier conversations.

Speaking of which, Sylvado would also be shown a difficult color, that place thing.

"... If that one (,,) could help Ein"

It seems best to rely on her if you ask me. It was a suggestion because it is Olivia who knows and accepts much of Ain's circumstances.

"You don't have to be able to open the chest, do you?

It seemed like it was a story haul for her to think about it and not make her uncomfortable with her father Silvado either, regardless of the outcome of the help.

Because this is about creating an opportunity to ask Serra about Ain's status card.

In other words, he just wants to help create an affordable reason.

"Thank you, that was helpful"

"Ugh, I'm glad you're here."

"Nyah, we both came to the room and I wonder if we could talk about it."

"I'm sorry, I just needed to talk to you. So, the chest won't open?

"Mmm. It won't open at all."

"I heard you and Katima are having a hard time."

"I'm already giving up. I want to break it down and open it, but if the contents break, I'm going to be snuck up by the royals of history."

"That's why you were avoiding force moves."

I nod where I hear a plain and simple reason to go to the table.

The chest placed there has two locks, but there is no locking hole there.

"Can I touch it?

"I hope you like it. I don't think you can take off the locks.

"Throw again..."

"Wow, how hard do you think I've been through!? A few days early after your father ordered you to! I've been trying to come up with something like a fool over and over again!?

Sorrounding voices convey drowsiness and fatigue, but also how she enjoys being her own.

"If it comes off"

"Yeah?"

"If that lock comes off, I'll clean this room by the end of the day! Alone, too!

This clutter is also cluttered, I don't see any other words in the garbage mansion - it's rude, it's all expensive stuff, but it's close to impossible to clean an underground lab like that in just one day.

Yes, but I'd like to have it cleaned.

"Unfortunately, it won't open."

Because of this, I wanted to let him clean it, but even if he was touching it, even with magic, he wouldn't feel the lock coming off at all.

Ha, and after Ain sighed.

The door of the room was knocked, and it was Chris who took his feet when he heard the reply of the Lord of the room (Katima).

"Excuse me... I came to hear that Master Ain is here... Oh, is that the Rumor Chest?

She approached with a tote and a light foothold, peering into the chest from behind Ain.

"Chris, what did Mr. Majolica say?

"I don't know, let's just say. … we'll have to look into it another way"

To Chris, who was distracted, Olivia says with Serra in mind.

"Don't worry, I have an idea too, don't worry"

"To Master Olivia? If that's what Olivia says, I'm relieved."

I shrugged words from the bottom of my heart because I trusted Olivia, and reached out from behind Ain to get slightly twisted.

"Can I touch it, too?

"Fine, but you're not coming off."

"Haha... it's not going to come off that easy, is it?"

Chris touches a different lock than Ein was touching, "Really," he mutters and releases his hand. I followed it and reached for the lock Ain was still touching, even hesitating to put my hand back on the way.

"Never mind. You can touch it, see"

I was told and honestly reached out.

If you think about it, you could have touched Ain after he let go of his hand, but the two of them didn't realize each other about it and are only conscious of touching it at the same time.

- But that worked.

"Ah."

to the feet of Ain, who uttered a loose voice between them.

Kachan, and.

Only one lock that wasn't supposed to come off fell off.

"Ha, it's off!

All of them, were flattered, but Ain't regained his sanity with Chris's voice among them.

"... All right"

It's also a strange story that the lock came off because I touched it at the same time, but I want to take care of the result that the lock came off.

"Mr. Katima."

"Nha, nya! I didn't think it would come off! Ein and Chris just touched it at the same time and it came off... how the hell... no, because they touched something that would draw royal blood at the same time... mmm..."

"Mr. Katima?

"Ah, already! What the hell! I need you to be a little quiet because I'm thinking about it!

I know how you feel and I had to agree, but Ein was also surprised by this sudden phenomenon in Ein, and I wanted some time to calm down, to say gossip.

So the words Katima was saying earlier are convenient.

"Cleaning"

"... nya?

"So cleaning comes first."

Therefore, ruthlessly, priority was given to making them take responsibility for their words.