Upon receiving the robe, he was to be escorted by the Scalfalot family carriage from the royal castle to the tower.

In the hallway on his way home, he told Wolfe, 'Can we go celebrate later?' And be told sneakily.

Darya did not speak, she just nodded and answered.

That's how, in the carriage, I got to the green tower while I was talking to Jonas and Marcella.

"Dr. Dalya, let me carry this one to you and I'd like to have a moment to confirm, would you mind?

"Yes, please"

"Marcella, wait here"

As usual, Marcella carries my luggage, but today I have a demon sealed box with a robe for the Consultant of the Demon Crusade Squad. I guess Jonas cares only about the contents, that's what I admitted.

We've been talking about the contents of the box, so Marcella seems convinced too. I thanked him and stayed in the carriage.

I beg your pardon.

Behind Darya, Jonas, who entered the first floor of the tower, placed a softly demonic box on the work desk.

Then, when you return to the entrance, leave the door half open and place it in the form of a long sword that you were wearing.

When he approached him asking why he would do that, he raised the corner of his mouth only slightly.

"I don't know about being alone here with your single lady, so let the door be half open. I'm sorry it's so cold."

"No! Well, thank you for your concern"

Shame on myself for not thinking about any of those things.

I wasn't even aware of Jonas at all, partly because Wolfe was in and out a lot.

With a little panic, Jonas put his right hand against his left shoulder in front of him.

Suddenly the knight's tribute is turned, and Darya opens her eyes.

"Dr. Dahlia, no, Dear Dahlia Rossetti - I sincerely thank you"

"What?"

I didn't know what it meant, and I made a dumb voice.

But the red rusty eyes don't shake, they just stare straight at themselves.

"I couldn't possibly be Baron Eyrie on my own. All merits have been given to you. The only thing I can give you is a little money, this fang of my body and about urchin. The sword is dedicated to Master Gouid and therefore cannot even give you the heart of a knight. But if there's anything you want, I'll wish it to Master Gouid -"

"Nothing, Dr. Jonas."

I don't even know what Jonas is trying to say.

The beginning of the arms sector was "The Demon Sword of the Disease", derived from "The Demon Sword of the Disease" made by Darya and Wolfe. Shock-absorbing materials were also not developed by me.

But if you follow through, you can protect yourself from development and production without thinking about it.

And now, both Jonas and Gouid are working together on the development of the Magic Instrument. None of the magic aids are ever on their own merit or anything like that.

"I'm better protected and taken care of. Arms production is a joint task, because it's the same advisor to the Demon Crusade Unit, and it's a work companion. The reward is from Mr. Gouid, and we need nothing more."

"But the title is not so light..."

"Um, shouldn't I thank you all for recommending me as Master Berniege, not me?

To Jonas, the lost face, Darya suggested unexpectedly.

It's not like Berniege in trouble, but he was the one who floated first.

"I will consult with Mr. Gouid. But I still want to give Dr. Dalya something in return. Since it is no longer possible for Master Gouid's escort to be able to do so by the Royal Castle room -"

Oh, well - Darya was very convinced.

I guess what I want Jonas to be in is a better position to be able to escort Gouad than the Baron.

It's the same in a way as myself who wanted the title to be not strange next to Wolfe.

"So would you like to receive a payment from my share of the country?

"Don't flush the payment, Dr. Jonas. Really nothing... Oh, well, let me say 'lend'"

Unexpectedly, he remembered the 'loan' that his father Carlo was making, and Darya smiled and said:

"'Lending', is it?

Jonas asked back in surprise.

"Yes, because I want to talk to you when I can ask you to do something"

"Okay. Please don't hesitate to let me know when you do. I am prepared to hear that 'borrowing' from women is expensive."

I feel restless about Jonas, who nodded deeply and gave me a slightly harsh look.

There is no such thing as plugging in difficult problems or wishing for expensive things, so I would ask you not to do so.

But is' borrowing 'from noble women that hard?

"Um, I'm not going to say I can't..."

"No, don't hesitate. Because we have been asked by Mr. Gouid about the high cost of 'borrowing' from women."

Experience suggests maybe we shouldn't listen to what lies ahead.

I can't wait for the serpent to come out of the box.

I thought so and didn't hammer him, but Jonas kept his words light.

"I was late at work the other day, and I couldn't get my daughter to read the book. As a 'loan' to your daughter, it was written in one piece to make two copies on holiday."

The laughter spilled. What a cute setup.

"Your father, Mr. Gouid, loves you."

"Yes, because it doesn't seem painful to see the lady either, Mr. Gouid." I'll never forget to double charge it and write it down in writing and hide it in the children's room, she's the perfect daughter "Yes, I was greatly praised."

"Really?"

Gooed, who often has a well-groomed look, but I'm sure he'll have a sweet father's face in front of his daughter. I thought so, kind of very relieved.

Darya in front of me is smiling with a gentle eye for the story of Gouid's daughter.

Maybe he remembers a father named Carlo.

If I was in sincere trouble about the expatriation and adoption, the baron rolled in shortly afterwards.

The fact that he hasn't heard a word from Gouad means he hasn't bitten.

Perhaps Berniege was turning his hands around in the back. Then the consideration will have to be Marcella-related.

However, with regard to the magician in front of me, I find it difficult to understand that I can escape my gratitude.

If you are an aristocratic woman, it is normal to expect anything from a dress to a jewel or a convenience about a house.

Even if the person doesn't say it, the family rarely hopes on their behalf.

Though I tried a lot of suggestions to thank you, I didn't get any of them, and at the end of the day, they made me 'borrowed' them.

Besides, I know the whole point of letting you stay borrowed. I can't convince or understand.

"... with Dr. Dalya as his opponent, he's going to end up 'borrowing'"

"No, because I will continue to take care of you. Besides, you can rest assured that Dr. Jonas and the episcopal are with you, and that's enough."

This woman is passing through abnegation and is in great danger - Jonas overwrote that perception.

"I'm with you when you're an epistle" If you get that wrong, it sounds like you're asking for a partner when you're an epistle.

The partner with whom Dalya, who has no family and is a single woman, accompanies the epistle, has quite a heavy meaning.

If the opponent is a noble and married man, he is considered a 'guardian' or 'supporter'.

It is easily taken in the sense that if the partner role is single, he or she is very close privately or, sooner or later, living together. It is common to think of yourself as a fiancé or lover.

Normally, Gouid, Darya's 'noble guardian', plays the role of a partner in the epistle.

But this time, on the same day, Gouid is also the Marquis' duke. It's hard for the two to partner together.

On the day I play the role of Darya's partner, the deep depression of a brunette student is a cause for concern.

Well, it would be best to ask for quite a few 'backers' because I am going to be back with the Guardian of Gouad soon after the epistle.

I remembered Darya for these things, and the students who seemed to need a lot of educational guidance, and I made one suggestion.

"Then we'll come together when we go to the Baron's Club. This is my opportunity, would you like me to give you an episcopal dress?

"I just want to thank you for how you feel. As for the dress, because Lucia has been making it for quite some time."

For a moment, I thought the sender of the dress was Wolf, but unfortunately not.

Apparently, a bright young lady with dewgrass eyes is making a dress out of the bottom. Material costs will have the default.

The clothing guild is also diligent in drawing Darya in.

"Looking forward to seeing what kind of dress. Mind if I ask Miss Lucia first?

"I don't mind, but I don't know if you'll tell me. Because you still don't tell me how excited you are."

"That's going to be a beautiful dress"

"I'm telling you that I want it to be as plain a design as possible...... In the epic, folks, what kind of things are you going to summon?

"Women often seem to be dresses, but we hear they are freer than men because of their wide variety. I hear the knight woman is still in knight's clothes."

"Really? Do men decide what to wear?

"No. There are just a lot of three assorted black ones with a long knight's clothing or jacket hem. I thought I'd put on the robe I got today in my knight's clothes."

"I see... Ah, maybe I should wear a robe if the dress is too flashy..."

If Lucia hears it, she's going to complain, the little crush drops.

It's an honor to be a woman, to think about how conspicuous it is, and this person is the complete opposite.

As I tried to keep talking, a cold breeze blew in through the half-opened door.

Realizing it was time to go back, Jonas said hello with a good posture.

"Thank you so much for this time, Dr. Dalya. Aside from" borrowing, "if there's anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to say something (a teaspoon)."

"Ah... well, let me ask you a favor..."

Somewhere pitiful, a woman who grinned and laughed.

If you set up what kind of wish you have, you move to dive in the lower section of the shelf between the walls, the mess.

Confused by the unpredictability, more and more large bottles of glass were placed on the desk.

At its bottom, the larger blues lime is shivering pretentiously.

I'm getting used to it a lot myself around finding out I'm a pretty glossy individual.

"I borrowed it from Idea the other day for observation, but the lid didn't open this morning - I'd like to give you some nutritious water for today."

I manage to tone my voice to a red-haired woman called Kao with a troubled look.

"... go ahead, leave it to me"

Jonas did everything in his power to kill the laugh and open the lid of the large bottle.