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

Darya and Wolfe held the 'Sucker's Bracelet' and took a carriage to the temple.

Tobias was helping Osvaldo clean up the material in the work room.

The bracelet is safe, I'm sure Irma and the child will be helped, Marcella will be relieved - relieved, the moment I close the last magic box, my vision will shake.

The tension must have broken, terrible chills and nausea pushing at once.

Tobias moves to the restroom and throws up as much as he can. But my stomach was mostly kara so it didn't get any easier.

I guess the magic is totally kara. Headaches get worse and nausea doesn't subside.

White, cold fingers had only lost enough power to finally turn the door knob.

Let's go back to the house before we fall and cause trouble, then we decide to go back to work.

But there, Osvaldo poured the liquor into two glasses with a scorpion pattern.

Next to it is a wide mouthed liquor bottle with scorpions.

I remember Marcella drinking the same thing before. Sure, it should be a pretty strong booze.

I felt dizzy about the smell of alcohol flowing through me.

"It's a rush to get the job done. Have a drink."

If you drink this now, will you fall?

Still, I was pushed by Osvaldo's strange power and voice and took a sip thinking it was a notice.

The liquor tastes little and the aftertaste is slightly tannic. I remembered its unique tannins.

"Isn't this a magic potion?

"Because I needed half a drink. It's a waste to throw away the rest."

"Thank you for your concern"

"No, it's too much for me."

To Osvaldo, who does not want to admit it, only a little pigeon-tailed.

Drinking up the contents of the glass made me want to say something I didn't have to ask.

"Chairman Zola, have you had enough of your right hand nails?

Osvaldo frowned slightly, holding the glass with his right fingertip and shaking it gently.

"You're right, there's nothing wrong with that. Were you aware of Darya, too?

After an earlier grant, Osvaldo had hidden his blood-stained right hand with a towel, but all his nails were cracked, except his thumb.

Normally, he was going to scream at it, and this man was sweating, while enduring it with a flat face.

"No, I don't think she noticed"

"That's good. Because I don't want to be a mean man in front of a woman. Oh, you put your will through it, too. Even though the magic was so calla, I didn't often fall this far."

Being cut back and unable to say anything, this time they poured a really strong liquor.

I don't think I need to drink this.

"It's booze momentum. Mr. Orlando, I wanted to ask you something once."

"What is it?

"That's why you abandoned Darya and chose your current wife."

Breathtaking to the sudden question.

The man's face was laughing, but his voice asking himself was terribly cold.

"I used to be proud of Carlo at the Baron Association. 'The new apprentice will surely be a well-armed magician with fine magic control and polite work'. I was a little surprised by you."

"... you must have thought he was a fool"

"Yeah, I thought he was a stupid man. I have a fiancée who could, who is engaged for a long time, runs into stupidity just before marriage, etc., and I was wondering what you were thinking. You overlapped with your ex-wife who ran off."

"Huh?"

Too much flying about the story, I got a voice in a strange range.

Osvaldo continues to feel uncomfortable at all, rocking the glass.

"My first wife ran off with her apprentice, and you've almost given it all up. So if you could, I wanted to ask you something called," What did you say on the side you threw away? "

That's a question you don't have to answer. I can tell you clean and deceptive.

Still, with spicy liquor, Tobias answered in earnest.

"It could be hilarious...... I've been irresistibly attracted to you since I first met you. I did worry, but still, I thought she was the real, true love, the other person. He wanted to protect her, he didn't need anything else, he thought so. I didn't see anything else..."

In words, it's stale and there's nothing I can do. I think while I'm at it, it's just a pitiful story about a man drowned in love.

In front of him, Osvaldo similarly drinks.

"I won't laugh, I'm not saying I'm convinced. Forbidden love in love at first sight. You know there's a mountain of unscrupulous romance. So, no regrets?

"Regret is...... I am. I regret that I hurt Darya, that I didn't get through her muscles, so much that I can't apologize."

"Really? So, let go of your current wife's hand, and if you can go back, you want to start over?

"No, I don't think so... that's all, it's definitely not"

I made a lot of mistakes. It hurt Darya and involved a lot of people.

Still, losing everything else won't let Emilia go.

Whether it was cowardice or pity, that's all I decided for myself.

"Earlier grant, it was called uniformity, stability, and quite a good arm. You have a good eye for magic. If you did it for twenty, no, fifteen years, you'd stretch out more than I do now."

"Just kidding."

Ironically after changing the subject, Tobias laughs politely.

No matter how hard I try, there's no way I can grant it delicate and perfect, like Osvaldo.

"It doesn't do me any good to make jokes like this to you, man,"

I couldn't shake my silver eyes and looked at myself.

The man's cohesive air turns into a hard one and accidentally corrects his spine.

"I called you without help, keeping Darya's request as a magic conductor. Let me offer you a price too. Just reading that magic book should make the actual work difficult. Visit me via the Chamber of Commerce if you have something you don't know about the content and the actual work. Let me know if it's as far as I can tell."

"But then, I have trouble with Chairman Zola... and in just one day's work to teach you that, it doesn't connect to tuition"

Osvaldo, a nobleman and Zola Chamber of Commerce, can't possibly be unaware of the inclination of the Orlando Chamber of Commerce and his position.

"Is there a problem with the magic conductors meeting each other at the Chamber of Commerce deal? This will also make me a Viscount next year, and I'm in and out of the Royal Castle. I have quite a few friends I can count on. I won't waver where I'm known. If you want to pay tuition, we can discuss it every time."

"... thank you"

Tobias thanked him with his head down.

Surely, there is no one else who can ask.

Carlo's letter says, 'Where you don't know, you should ask Dr. Leena Lauren.' But she has assisted Darya for about two years.

Darya and I broke our engagement, and I'm not the one to go ask.

"Thank you Carlo for your help. I will return it to you, my disciple. And then... should I add the 'edge' that I cut when I was younger?"

"Is it an 'edge'?

It wasn't like I thought of it, I narrowed my eyes.

"When I was younger, I gave bracelets to my merchant friends. It's not an engagement bracelet or anything like that, but as a temporary man avoidance because during work, the men say they have trouble telling me. We wore about three seasons from spring to autumn, but they smiled back at me asking me to go elsewhere. My friend wears a black stoned engagement bracelet and it's a big circle. Well, my husband was a little jealous, so I knew it."

"... is that right?"

I can't float a good gavel. Suddenly it's an old story about Osvaldo.

Could this man just not be looking and be quite drunk - I included the rest of the booze in my mouth while I thought so?

"Mother of a friend, you say that shortly after you were married, your noble husband died suddenly and remarried to the merchant. My daughter had no magic powers, so you must have decided it was tough to raise her as a nobleman. For the less magical, the less, the nobles are quite cold. My friend was a beautiful woman with red tea hair, capable without magic."

"... Chairman Zola?

There is no name for the woman, no name for the house. Still, in Tobias, there are those who think.

"If you are involved in the operation of the Chamber of Commerce, you will see the power of the nobility stained in you. It's not strange if you wanted it in you. You may have had some overlapping thoughts."

I hear my mother was born a merchant. And no magic, I used to have glossy red tea hair.

My father was noble, my mother a common man - my own mother was probably in a similar situation to Emilia.

When I was a student, I said that I was a merchant with a chamber of commerce, but that I supported my path to a magic conductor, that I did not scold myself for breaking my engagement with Darya, that I was not out of the house now, and that I was at a distance from others - many things fell to bitterness.

"That's it for my old story. Having become a subcontractor to the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce and having helped Darya this time, your Chamber of Commerce will bring it back quite a bit. And then it's up to you and Mr. Ireneo."

"I'm just annoying."

"Perhaps so. Because if Darya forgives you for this, nothing else will be the same. Perhaps what you walk from here as a magic conductor is a long, unstowed, sandy path. That's what you'll have to do to crawl out of Ant Hell."

A voice without hesitation or forgiveness, but terribly convincing.

There was no lukewarm pity in the silver eyes I returned, and no cold contempt.

"Still - because it's what I did"

"You have commercial knowledge and an eye for magic. There will be other paths to life besides a magic conductor. If you want noble asylum, I'd like to introduce you."

"No, that's fine. Because I have no other way to return the blame than to live as a magic conductor."

"... I'm relieved. You still had that will."

Osvaldo laughs loudly.

For some reason, it looked similar to Carlo's smile, his master.

"Come crawl up, Tobias. As a magician, to the same place as this me. And let me name you straight, that you are a disciple of Carlo Rossetti, the magic conductor. I'd like that as tuition."

To the words, the figure of the man blurred and his face could no longer be raised.

"... such a day will come...?

"Let them come, not come. Didn't you learn from Mr. Carlo? 'If you can't, change your methods and do it again, until you can,' he said."

"I've been told many times..."

"My junior, I've been told many times, too. And here we are. So here we are."

"... thank you, sir"

With the towel offered, hold your face.

When I rubbed my eyes red and swollen, then I had no excuse for Emilia and worried, thinking so, I managed to hold back more tears than that.

"Here's another piece of advice as a married senior. I know what a man means, but talk to your wife often. 'Cause they say you don't have enough words, just like I used to."

"As good as' Doctor ', is it?

"Yeah, 'Tobias'. I'm a couple, so I don't think you can tell without telling me, etc. It's based on misunderstandings and misunderstandings. Don't spare the words you need for your loved ones"

Beyond the door, there's Ermelinda, who looks at this one and smiles glossy, and Emilia, who can't hide her red eyes.

Tobias doesn't know what to look like to his wife, who seems to be enduring crying.

Still, I took that hand, and now it was time to tell all my thoughts.

Osvaldo activated the bug proof magic guide and said to Tobias's back.

"If you have love, be careful. I'm getting away with it."