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

Darya had come to Osvaldo's workplace for a second class.

It's pretty hot out there, but the workplace is limp and cool thanks to the ice fans.

Osvaldo is headed out to the main building because of a sudden letter.

Darya finishes the magic grant and softly places the raised silver hand mirror on the table.

It looks like a glass plate, but its foundation is thinly cut and polished crystals.

On that crystal, place the pulmonary powdered object of the Great Sea Serpent (Cesar Pent), granting it magic to melt and make it even. Hopefully, it will be uniform as a mirror, reflecting what is in front of you.

It is the hand mirror of the great sea snake (Cesar Pent), which is quite buoyant.

In this world, the sea is a dangerous place.

The large sea snake (Cesar Pent) hand mirror floats when drowned, informs the target with a mirror while drifting, etc.

Unfortunately, it is not an easy price because it uses a scarce material called the lungs of the Great Sea Serpent (Cesar Pent). It was taught that nobles and wealthy merchants often hold like amulets during their voyages.

I kept my magic flowing for a while, so my shoulders stiffened a little.

Darya stands up and stretches, while looking at the garden without a thing.

One boy stood in front of the red and white salvia lining the flower beds in a vivid manner.

Silver eyes on silver hair, a neat face, even as it leaves an unbearable appearance. At a glance I found out it was Osvalt's child.

I heard you just got into high school, so are you about thirteen or four years old?

The boy smiles and muffles the red salvia, sucking on its honey.

And I accidentally looked at this one.

"Ah..."

After solidifying each other for a few seconds, the boy looked in trouble about to cry.

Darya opens the window and unwittingly speaks.

"Um! Hey, okay?

"... hey, what is it?

I notice it after I speak up.

I just spoke up, to follow this boy, wouldn't it be at all?

I thought desperately and looked under the boy's feet.

"... that salvia, could you please split it a little?

A boy honestly broke one under his feet and walked over to the window.

As he turns his face bright red, he stretches his arms out diligently and hands the red Salvia to Dahlia.

"Doh, go ahead."

"Thank you"

Darya sucks honey, just like the boy, when she peels the salvia flowers she receives.

The mouth is loose due to the sweetness.

"That's sweet, you salvia. It's more honey than ours."

"... that, my father, seems to have searched for that kind"

The boy seems to have run out of tension there. The bat laughed badly.

"Thank you for your concern. I apologize for exposing the customer to ugliness. Well... I'd like you to keep it a secret if you can."

"Okay. Mine, too, please."

Make sure you've become an accomplice, and the two laugh at each other like children.

The boy should come this way, running from the garden to the entrance to the building. And soon, he comes in with the workplace door open.

Beyond the door, Ivano and Third Lady Hermelinda looked at this one wonderfully.

"I'm late in introducing myself. My name is Raoul Elle, the eldest son of Osvaldo Zola. Please, call me Raul."

"My name is Darya Rossetti from the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce. Call me Darya, too."

Change your expression and introduce yourself to each other. but Raul opened his silver eyes on the way.

"Excuse me, but is Mr. Darya's home Mr. Rossetti, the Magic Lantern?

"Yes, it's my grandfather's production"

"And a hairdryer and a waterproof cloth, right?

"Yes."

"It's an honor to meet you! I think they're all amazing."

I'm glad to say, it's just a little ticklish. As we thank each other, we take seats across the street from each other.

Raul stared at the two side-by-side hand mirrors on the table.

"What kind of magic equipment is that?

"It is the hand mirror of the Great Sea Serpent (Cesar Pent). This is the sample, this is my work. After all, not at all."

Dahlia sighs as she looks at the glossy silver surface.

Mine got about four small bubbles in it. In contrast, Osvaldo has no bubbles or clouds. The gloss is also out of step.

"Um... what kind of magic conductor is my father, from Mr. Dalya's point of view?

"As far as I can tell, I think he's the most or second most amazing magic conductor"

"I'd appreciate a compliment. But my father is not that powerful, and... because my mother's house is a Viscount."

"I don't think that matters. Mr. Osvaldo has excellent knowledge and practical skills, and you have developed ice fans for cold fans and delivered them to Royal Castle. He's a really powerful magician."

I felt like they misunderstood my esteemed teacher, and I said it. but the boy in front of me is the son of that teacher.

If you raised your gaze thinking it was gone, the boy was looking at himself with his eyes round.

The silver color of my eyes really looks like Osvaldo.

"I'm sorry to ask the customer something strange. Is Dalya working with your father?

"No, I'm just being taught as a magic conductor"

"Teaching as a Magic Instructor...... So, will I marry my father sooner or later?

"I won't!

To himself, who accidentally raised his voice, the boy bowed his head.

"Excuse me! That's a mistake..."

"No...... sorry about this one. When it comes to teaching as a magic conductor, you can also make those mistakes..."

If you teach as a magic instructor, you will most likely teach your disciples or family.

It would be terribly rare to teach a magic conductor in another house who could be considered a commercial enemy.

"My father was dying suddenly, and I lack the knowledge and application of my magic conductor. So, I'm teaching you as a student."

"Was it? I'm very sorry for your loss."

"No, this one should have explained it first, sorry"

Where it is an apologetic battle, Osvaldo, the lord of the story, has returned.

You're surprised Raul's in the workplace, and he's narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

"Raoul Elle, can you help me in a hurry?

"No, excuse me. I'm leaving immediately."

"Um, because I called out!

Darya says in advance to her father and son, who speak a cold voice.

"Miss Dahlia? Can I help you?

"Um, I was getting salvia."

"Raoul, isn't it just a little early to give a woman the red flowers?

"That's because I thought it was beautiful and I asked"

Covering the boy with the troubled face, Darya answers on his behalf.

You wouldn't want a defiant father to hear you talk about you smoking salvia honey.

Osvaldo switched the silver gaze that was directed at Raul to himself.

"Miss Darya, would you like to be intimate with our son?

"Huh?"

"Giving red flowers to aristocratic unmarried women also means' wanting to be intimate '. Well, Salvia is' respect ', so it's not a love flower."

"... sorry, I'll be careful later"

Darya blushes as she pleases. I almost became the woman who invited me to be a young boy at risk.

"I would like to go back to class, are you sure?

"Um, why don't you take a look at Mr. Raul with you? Because the lungs of the great sea snake (Cesar Pent) are scarce and were never seen in the Department of Magic Instruments at the College."

Speaking to the boy who was about to rise, he stopped moving.

Raul finally raises the gaze he drops once and looks at Osvaldo.

"Father, if it's not inconvenient, may I join you?

"Yeah, I don't mind. Sit next to Miss Dahlia."

"Excuse me."

Raul moved to the chair next to Darya.

In front of it, Osvaldo's large sea snake (Sea Serpent) hand mirror glows hard.

"When magic passes through the lungs of the Great Sea Serpent (Cesarpent) powdered, it creates the effect of buoyancy. However, if you don't have enough magic, it stays powdered and if you have too much, it splashes. We need to flatten it with a certain amount of magic."

Because Raul has taken the form of going in from the middle, Osvaldo returns the explanation that Dahliya has already received.

Darya tried to check the notes in her magic book and noticed her gaze from next door.

The boy's eyes, who sees his magic book, glow in his deep longing as a magic guide.

Turning his gaze slightly to Osvaldo, he slowly hoisted the corner of his mouth.

"You should take notes, too, Raoul Elle"

Osvaldo came out of the bottom of the study desk with a black box.

"Set the Red Blood setting on the Demon Stone. It's your only book of magic. Be careful, it burns all at once when others try to open it. Leave it in this workplace."

Out of the black box was a thick book of black leather.

In the center of the cover, like Dahlia's, a beautiful red demonic stone is mounted, with a delicate magic formation painted in silver ink around it.

And on the lower part of the cover was inscribed "Raoul 'Ale Zola" with streamlined letters of silver.

"Father, are you okay?!

"It's okay, it's nothing, it's what magicians need."

It's not an honest way of saying it, but it seems Raul made sense.

He had a needle stabbed in his pinky finger to delight in the red-blood setting. It's so thoughtful, it hurts a little when I watch it.

Classes for the three of us then continued for a while.

Salvia, placed on the edge of the work desk, seemed sweet, even though it didn't even smell.

Dalya returned after class and Osvaldo was having tea with his wives.

Raul rarely enters the living room.

"Father, I'm sorry about today."

"There's nothing to be apologized for. Encourage."

"Yes, good luck"

I didn't get any good words, but my son gave me a more honest nod.

With all the clapping out a little, Raul has turned his silver eyes straight to himself.

"Father, are you going to marry the Fourth Lady?

"No, I don't plan on doing that though"

"Okay. Now I'm going back to the dorm... Um, Darya's next class, I'd like to join you if I can."

"Let's get the use out of it when we have a date. Watch your body. And come home as soon as you can for the rest of the day."

"Yes, I will... Well, thank you for the magic book and class, Father"

Osvaldo smiles and drops off the boy leaving the room in a courtesy.

I felt my son's back as he corrected his spine and walked away suddenly got taller.

How strange when you were so stretched out.

"Well - is Raoul Elle, 'Measles (Ha only)'?

My wives answer nothing to my words. I just laugh with a very similar look.

"I think Miss Dahlia is a little too good for Raoul Elle."

"Older preferences look just like you when you were younger."

Katerina, the First Lady, laughed with pleasure.

"In the generation of higher education, that age difference is only slightly greater."

"I thought it might be the difference your husband said."

Fiore, the Second Lady, answers herself with a slightly troubled face.

"It is possible that we will have to compete with the most beautiful youth in the kingdom..."

Osvaldo keeps his voice down a little to his wives, who are likely to send their sons out to a battle without a win.

In contrast, the Third Lady, Ermelinda, said with a soft-face.

"He's our son, so at least that's it."