Magical Device Craftsman Dahlia Won’t Hang Her Head Down Anymore

As soon as Osvaldo went to the next room with Darya, the Third Lady Hermelinda arrived.

When she turned down the recommended wine and received the cold carbonated water, she went out of the room again.

Next room, I know Darya's talking about something.

But I have no idea what that means because of the anti-bugging magic guide.

"... Master Wolfe, do you have this one too?

"Oh, I just called"

To Ivano's inquiry, Wolfe answers with a slightly grumpy voice.

Under the knight's clothes, this one seems to have activated an anti-bugging magic guide as well.

"... you looked alike"

"... doesn't look alike."

"The color of your eyes, the atmosphere, the parts don't look alike?

"Not alike."

We haven't said what looks like, but we talk to each other.

Ivano could no longer hide his bitter laughter from the young man, who lay down his golden eyes and became even more in a bad mood.

Ivano was pushed.

"Yeah. Boulders, instead of different years, you're different in character. Things have worked out recently, so I was a little overwhelmed. It was just right to look back at us."

To Osvaldo in his fifties, he seems to be a young monk in his thirties.

With so much interaction, I just never broke my expression, and on the contrary, I even took advice. There is no remorse when you get here.

Osvaldo, president of Zola's Chamber of Commerce, seems to be top notch, not just as a magic conductor, but also as a merchant.

"Master Wolfe was teasing you."

"He was making fun of me...?

"Yeah, probably"

I don't want to say that I was teased with him and caught.

At first I was also wary of Darya, but she faded from the middle of nowhere.

The voice that cautioned her was as if she were a teacher, and the knob was similar to the eyes of a father who looked at his daughter.

At least, Osvaldo won't be hostile to Darya. I just can't say much about myself and Wolf.

"Why, are you making fun of me? I don't think there's anything funny about you making fun of me."

"No, it's..."

It's funny, and I said it dangerously and shut my mouth.

The level of concern for Dahlia is completely off the hook, whether he hasn't noticed or doesn't want to admit it.

"It feels like you want to tease younger than yourself."

I don't feel like I'm following you subtly, but I'll just talk to you.

"By the way, I was just talking. I've never known a magician's job so dangerous."

"I heard some of it too, but I didn't think it was that far..."

What Wolf stares at is the platinum bracelet on his left.

That you granted Heavenly Wolf (Scoll). That seems to be a pretty dangerous thing.

But neither myself nor Wolfe can be cautious about Dahlia, nor know what to do.

When this happens, we have to rely on Osvaldo, a professional magic conductor, for her safety.

"Is Osvaldo's Chamber of Commerce a long way into and out of the Royal Castle?

"Yeah. You've been in and out for almost twenty years. We also deliver to the Knights."

Originally born of the Viscount family, Osvaldo was independent as a magic conductor on his own.

He set up a chamber of commerce to succeed, became an official contractor for the royal castle, and took the Baron position on his own.

There are rumors that he is still active and will even take the Viscount in the near future.

Its brilliant trajectory is enough to make Darya look good.

Hopefully, I would like you to teach me a lot, not just as a teacher of magic instructors, but also as a senior chairman of the Chamber of Commerce.

The young man next door may be somewhat more anxious and troubled.

"There's so much I don't know, I hate my ignorance."

"But aren't you glad? If you don't even know what you don't know, you'll remain unaware of the failure, because you can't handle anything."

"That's right..."

Wolff, who drinks carbonated water, seemed to be drinking self-discarded liquor.

The neighborhood that followed from the guest room was almost identical to that of the neighbor.

As he scissored the table and sat across the street, Osvaldo removed the cufflinks.

"Excuse me, this one, it's an anti-bugging magic guide. Let me get this up and running."

They put it on the table. It's a red, round gem. There is no light of activation, no loosening of magic. If I hadn't been told, I wouldn't have thought of it as an anti-bugging magic guide.

"Let's recheck the terms. I'll tell you to a level where I feel safe to make you independent as a magic conductor. For rare materials, there is one way to increase the grant magic value, compound grant, and so on. The reward is fifty gold coins, after you serve one, are you sure you want to split without interest?

"Yes, please"

"The place I tell you is my workplace. There are two of us at work, but we'd rather have the Chamber of Commerce waiting in the next room. I'll keep my wife waiting."

"I'm sorry for everything. I wish I was a man."

"No, I might not have told you that."

I laughed at Osvaldo's tone, which I could tell was a tease.

"Let's get started after we learn how to do it in the royal castle. We have both the Chamber of Commerce and the Magician's work for each other. Once a week, in about three or four hours, can we make plans with each other?

"Yes. We'll match as much as we can here. It's just... Are you sure you want me to tell you?

Earlier, since Osvaldo told this story, I've been curious.

Darya is neither his apprentice nor a member of the Zora Chamber of Commerce. If it was meant to be, it wouldn't even be fifty gold coins.

"Indeed, scarce materials and special granting relationships are something that you only teach your own disciples. But wouldn't Mr. Carlo be thundered if he passed away over there with the granting of scarce materials?

"... thank you so much"

There is the matter of the grant of Heavenly Wolf (Scoll), so it cannot be denied. Sure, my father's gonna be so mad at me.

But there was one other thing that bothered me.

"Um, Mr. Osvaldo's apprentice, okay?

Osvaldo must have a disciple now. If you are going to carry on the traces of Osvaldo, you may be offended to teach yourself. If this makes the relationship between the master and the disciple worse, I can't apologize.

"... a pitiful story, I took three disciples as magicians, none of them."

I think I saw a give up in Osvaldo's laying eyes.

I wonder if the level I wanted was too high to think from as many notes of courtesy as I just did. Maybe he quit without following me.

"… that was unfortunate"

"Yeah, I'm really sorry. I was going to raise him, but the first one left with his ex-wife, and the second and third, rather than telling his current wives, were slapped out."

"Shh, I'm sorry, what can I say..."

Following my last wife's run down, this time I seem to have stepped through the mines as well.

I wonder if all three disciples have a discipleship that is not a woman in distress.

"No, I guess it's something we have no choice about. My wives are very attractive."

Against Darya, Osvaldo curled with gloss.

"... Um, what form of secrecy should I take? Is it a temple contract?

"No, you don't need a temple contract. The grants and uses I have taught you can also be utilized for future objects. It is not a problem to ask your apprentice or trusted assistant to help you with your work. Let's leave it up to Miss Dahlia to decide."

"Much appreciated, but I was wondering if that wouldn't be enough consideration..."

"For the Rossetti family, Mr. Carlo's disconnection of knowledge should be painful. I hope I can assist you with that. Instead, we have a favor to ask..."

Osvaldo stopped the words on the way. Beyond the silver rim glasses, the silver eyes shaded slightly.

"If so, could you ask your son to educate you as a magic conductor? Of course, I'll put it in writing to pay you the same amount I'll receive. Tell Mr. Ivano and the others."

"Am I your son's education?

"Yeah, my older son went into the Magic Instruments department at the High School. He wants to be a one-man magician in the future. So just in case something happens to me, just tell me what you taught me, what I can teach you as a magic conductor."

"Are you kidding me, Mr. Osvaldo?

"No, I'm healthy. However, some hard things came out of the grant at my age. The Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) Composite Grant, etc. can pass away when cautioned."

He accidentally worried about his illness, but he didn't.

Around lightly referring to the composite grant of Heavenly Wolf (Scoll), it's not just magic, it's likely to have physical strength.

"Anyone can have 'what if'. It won't hurt to be prepared. It's a shame we don't connect what we wanted to connect."

In the words of Osvaldo, I remember my father as a magic conductor.

Carlo's guidance, his father and master, was always nasty and tender.

I could hear anything I didn't know, and I could do as many practical moves as the magic lasted. The materials, the environment, everything was in order within reach.

It wasn't until I grew up that I realized how blessed I was to go for a magic conductor.

That's why I think.

Wouldn't Osvaldo's son, too, really, like to be taught by his father?

If you want to be a Magic Instructor, you also have an apprentice from the High School. It should be good for my age.

"I'll take it. But if your son has been admitted to high school, can I tell you already?

"Do you mean... puberty, a little avoided? I'm in the college dormitory now. It's hard to come home to you at home."

"Is it a period of rebellion? Boys say it's common."

"Right. If the father had three wives and the third was only a little different from his son for a decade, he would want to defy them."

I was lightly told, but I don't know what kind of reply to give.

Sure, it would be difficult for a boy to understand.

Consider yourself in the same position and a woman ten years old different from yourself is married to my father - living together in a green tower may be tough.

Imagine that Osvaldo exhaled shallow as he was increasingly unable to say anything.

"One day, I wish I could have scorpio with my son."

"Scorpio, is it"

Scorpio is a strong liquor with scorpions (sashimi) sunk at the bottom of the bottle.

Darya was a little distant from her looks, but when Marcella tried, she had only gotten a little. Although the liquor itself tasted like vodka, it didn't smell like a scorpion.

"Yeah, there's not a lot of like-minded people out there. My wives are also wine and ales. Same goes for my friends. Sometimes I want to drink with a man who can drink scorpio."

Osvaldo looks like a good fit for wine, but he surprisingly likes strong liquor.

But in retrospect, there is no one around Dahlia who loves scorpio wine (Scorpio).

Marcella seems like a light drink, but I don't really think I can talk to Osvaldo.

"So on this matter, is this okay?

"Yes, thank you"

"It's a pleasure to teach you. Let Carlo boast over there."

"When I became Mr. Osvaldo's apprentice, did you?

"No, that would be an honor, but please don't. Because on the day you named me my disciple, I am confident that Carlo will throw four elements of the demonic stone in barrels."

I laughed unexpectedly at the exaggerated joke. On the day they throw a barrel like that, they disperse themselves.

"I think my father would laugh and flush after that, even if he was a little grumpy"

"You definitely don't. Carlo's college nickname was" Storm (Vlagano). "

"... my father, is it?

Speaking of 'storm (Vlagano)', it's synonymous with breaking heaven.

When my father was young, was he of such a character? I can't imagine.

"Carlo was usually a gentle, dependable senior, but when it came to his magic guide, he was really a 'storm (Vlagano)'..."

Osvaldo's eyes look strangely far away.

"At the Magic Instrument Research Society, I said I would make a washer to wash the building, I used the demon stone of water and the demon stone of the wind in double digits, and I made a water discharger in four straight rows. I've made a big hole in the walls of the Academy."

"Four straight rows in double digits of Demon Stone..."

My father, who had a lot of respect lately, I dare say.

It's totally crazy.

A single row of direct connections is assembled to amplify multiple demonic stones. If you say it with batteries from previous life, it is a serial connection. As power rises, the duration of magic becomes shorter.

If it's a straight line, I can still tell.

In his college internship, he also used two demonic stones of water and two demonic stones of wind, each of which was made into two rows in a straight row. I remember it was more or less powerful enough to crush a thin tablet.

But what the hell is a four-column connection with a double-digit demon stone?

If you use the magic stone in double digits and connect the four rows, instead of washing the walls, you can crush even the rocks.

If you point that at the wall, it will only be a great destruction, no matter what you think.

Why don't you think before you make it, before you run it.

"... what was my father thinking?

"He just wanted to try. At the time, the Magic Instrument Research Society was also filled with strangers, and no one stopped them. Instead, you've all gathered magic stones with joy."

I had a headache when I said I just wanted to try it. Around that time, fellow members of the Demonic Instruments Research Society are also approximate.

But I wonder why the man in front of me knows so much about its content.

"Mr. Osvaldo, the..."

"Yeah, I was at the Magic Gear Research Society, too. You were in charge of materials at the time."

Osvaldo has a pranky grin. Nor did this man seem to have stopped at all.

As a material rep, I even feel like I might have pushed it.

"That's it, didn't my father get suspended or expelled?

"We made it a joint responsibility of the Magic Instruments Research Society, and we had a few descendants of high nobility, so we had no financial problems. Most importantly, my advisor's professor covered me."

"... is that, possibly, Dr. Leena Lauren?

"Yeah, did you know that"

"After I graduated from college, I was an assistant for a while"

He is an elderly female professor who was an assistant after Darya graduated from college for about two years.

I also took care of him at the Magic Instruments Research Society, but I didn't think my father, myself, and both of us were taking care of him. Not a word was heard from my father, not from Leena.

I also remember my father treating Leena very well.

I thought it was because Leena was the Baron's wife, but it seemed like a heavy favour.

"I made a big hole in the wall and halved the prep room, so I apologized to Dr. Leena everywhere... Carlo said I owed her a big one. Maybe it was Dr. Leena who started making loans to other people."

"I had no idea my father was doing that..."

A father who was warm and gentle and stopped if he tried to do something dangerous.

The story of that father doing something more dangerous than himself is even a little strange.

I guess the prototype favorite and challenging temperament of my demon conductor is my father's concession. After a moment, it might be a grandfather concession I've never talked to.

"Mr. Carlo seemed like a much better father in front of you. I made fun of it over there, I got a good story..."

Not the usual sales smile.

Tilting his face, Osvaldo chuckles like a terrible bad guy.

"Mr. Osvaldo, it's too early to make fun of my father."

"I'm very sorry for your loss"

I hope you don't pass over so soon, I don't like being laughed at and told that story either.

He's still an active magician, and he has three wives and children. I want you to live and be active as long as you can.

"Please, take care of yourself and be amazing"

"Yeah, I'm very careful. My wives and children are telling me..."

The man who laughed bitterly was not only his husband, but also his father's face.