After the evening red completely disappeared, the carriage without family crest stopped in front of the green tower.

Dahlia and Volff greeted each other and rounded their eyes.

Out of the carriage stood two unexpected combinations - the owner of white hair and a stunning beard, and the lord of silver hair and silver eyes.

"I brought an 'assistant'. As far as I know, it would be a good fit to play a fine magic circuit."

"Excuse me for the evening. I have received a request from Mr. Leone today, so let me help you."

Along with Leone, the head of the Commercial Guild, was Osvaldo, who was also the teacher of Darya's magician.

I wonder if they were far apart about Gabriela, but it's not so bad.

"Thank you very much. Thank you, Mr. Leone, Dr. Osvald."

I got into the tower as I exchanged greetings.

Only four people enter the Green Tower tonight.

Advanced magic grants by magicians are usually not shown to outsiders.

For this reason, Leone told me that neither the guards nor the servants would enter the tower grounds.

I was worried that I would be forgiven for Volff's presence, but you were forgiven.

If you think about it, the client's sword is goode and the staff is Jonas.

Both may be due to the Scarfarot family, Wolfe's mediation.

"Thank you for the other day, Mr. Leone. I was able to make a very good purchase."

"That's good. Thank you, too."

"Well, I hope you can talk to me in the future without putting things right. I think it's going to be a lot of work for Darya and me to change."

Volff cut it out after the greeting, it was a tone of voice.

Leone had a polite tone towards Volff, the Count's son, who was a Vicomte.

Leone will teach Darya from here on out, so you must have been careful. I'm a little sorry.

"Well then - I will make it easier in the future because I am a fellow chamber guarantor, 'Lord Wolff'"

When I finished, Leone turned to Oswald.

The silver-haired owner puts a long, thin, large box on the work table that he was holding in his left hand.

Its surface is a sand lizard (sand lizard) dyed in dark red. It was decorated like a windy pattern running in the desert.

Apart from the size and elongated shape, it looks like something to hold jewelry in.

A one-handed sword from Ishrana.

"I'm not good at handling swords, Mr. Wolff, please confirm."

When Oswald says so, he takes a step back.

When the eyes met, Dalia nodded, so she hurried away a little from Volff.

"I see. Let me revise it."

Volff wears white gloves and gently opens the box.

What was inside was a one-handed sword that wasn't so big.

A dark red sheath with the same color pattern and a red Obsidian decorative clasp - its unique hue recalls the Demon Crusader Commander's Magic Sword, Ashhand.

Although this one is thinner and the sheath itself is slightly curved.

Volff took the sword and stepped down from the workbench, gently pulling the blade out of the sheath.

Under the magic lantern, the golden light shakes.

A sword born in the desert country of Ishrana.

The whole thing seems to have melted red strongly into the golden glow. However, it is a very fantastic hue with only a slight bluish part of the blade.

"This is a wonderful sword...."

After opening his golden eyes and silencing, Volff told him to sigh.

I don't know what it's worth, but it's a very beautiful sword.

"With a sword that combines mythrill and red gold, it seems to be strong enough to crush even the bones of an eagle lion. The inscription is' Akatsuki '. It seems to be quite the maker's."

"Is there such a sword on the market in Ishrana?

"No, I'm just lucky I got it. Unfortunately, you can't buy the same thing."

According to Leone, Dalia sweats and sweats.

In other words, failure of the imparting magic is not allowed.

Volff slipped his sword into a sheath without a sound and gently put one hand back into the box.

Then, you get a new sword on the shelf.

Darya can't lift it with one hand, he just holds it with his fingers and slowly pulls it out of the sheath.

"This is Guren's Magic Sword."

Guren's Magic Sword - A sword that was prototyped with Volff before.

When you pull the chamber (fluff) attached to the pattern, the flame runs on the blade with the sound of clinging.

The part close to the sheath was yellow, gradually orange, and red toward the tip - a gradient of colored light illuminated the workshop brightly.

"'Guren's Magic Sword'? It looks good on you...."

"It's a beautiful hue that suits your name. You made a good adjustment....."

"Um, the name is cool, but the performance is' sword-shaped indoor light '!

The two men who did not lose sight of the sword made an unexpected confession.

In fact, Guren's Magic Sword has little power, and the fire is only burning in different colors.

Besides, my face and arms get hot when I hold it all the time.

Volff said he could drink it on a sake dish, but it's a prolonged, sweaty, eyebrow-like alternative.

For this reason, the new magic circuit has been greatly improved, and a mechanism has been put in place to allow the magic of the user himself to flow more.

If Leone gives you high magic, you can use Jonas' magic to apply it or turn it off, and the size of the flame should be well controlled.

Volff said that Jonas' magic was enhanced, so in case you need to use it for intimidation - that's all.

When I opened a new magic circuit, the magicians who accompanied the Demon Crusader were no match for the power of fire magic.

Imagine receiving Jonas, and he would say, "I'll turn it into an emergency light" with a neat smile.

The sword itself was fine, but what if I was disappointed with it as a magic tool - I thought it would go around, and Volff finally put out the fire.

However, it is not immediately put into the sheath and remains in possession.

"Is there a 'second form'?

"'Second form'...! No, not at all. It's getting a little cold."

It seems that the second form of words touched Wolf's harp line. Golden eyes are very sparkling.

But how can a sword-shaped indoor lamp become a second form?

I wonder if I should turn this red flame into blue - that's what Volff's explanation was all about.

The sheath is heated to keep out, but it is not good to hold a sword while it remains hot. Then, hold the sword for a while to avoid hurting it -

When I finished explaining, Leone and the others had a subtle expression.

Darya panicked a little and spread out the magic circuit drawings that were pulled by a one-handed sword.

"Master Leone, this is the magic circuit I want you to use."

"Does this mean that this magic circuit is opened on both sides of the sword?

"Yes, I was told it was durable, so I asked you to do it."

Leone narrowed her black eyes, holding her mouth down.

I have reviewed it many times, but is there a problem with the circuit?

Oswald had a difficult look when he moved his gaze with anxiety.

The silver eye that follows the circuit reminds me of a high school examiner.

"Did Darya write this magic diagram?

Yes, that's right.

"Great, but... here at the end, you can put the lines together. The thicker the magic starting point, the faster it will activate. There's no difference in seconds."

"Thank you! I didn't notice."

Immediately change the point and have Oswald look at it again.

He looked up and down, but nodded convincingly, turning his gaze to Leone.

"Hmm... let me decide one thing. Lord Wolff, I would like you to set the red blood for Lord Jonas. Then I'll give it to both sides. Except for Lord Jonas, there is a risk of burns."

"I understand, Mr. Leone, I promise. However, if Professor Jonas transfers it to a child..."

"Even if the flame doesn't come out, I think your child can inherit that sword. If you're really curious, there's a way to get the High Magic Magic Master to remove the magic they give you."

Darya was relieved by the explanation.

I don't want to diminish the value of that beautiful sword, just in case.

"The Fire Dragon, no, where is Lord Jonas' Uroko?

"Here we are."

Darya opens the encapsulated box that she had prepared.

Inside is a unique streamlined scallop.

Jonas, the devil of the Fire Dragon, made his own choice.

I remember how painful my bloody arm was.

There's a lot of magic, but can I use two?

"Yes, please."

"Do you want to put a mirror circuit on the back of one hand sword and give me this scale--"

Dalia suddenly became anxious to Leone, whose voice was a little low.

"Um, excuse me, Mr. Leone, are you okay?

"I don't mind if I give you a gift first, so don't be impossible -"

Wolf would hardly recommend it.

It was scheduled that after Jonas' one-handed sword, Gouid's staff would perform a short cane during the evening.

However, the granting of a one-handed sword is two-sided.

Perhaps it would be better to use the short cane on a different day.

When I was worried, Leone scratched the white beard with her fingers.

"Don't worry. My magic is fairly good - my grandfather was a Count's house, and even in my generation, my magic is fairly good. The Vicomte fell without paying the tax, but it was a" name stain "."

"Mr. Leone is very active as a commercial guild leader, isn't he? I hear there's a recommendation for the Count."

"I was obsessed with making money and didn't think about contributing to the country. That's why the Count stopped without honor, Lord Wolff."

The lightly turned leone removed the scales from the magic box and lined them up on the board.

It was in the book of nobility manners to avoid talking about titles, especially about the lowering of titles.

I wondered what to say and what to keep quiet - and the silver eyes across the street were narrowed with a smile.

"Neither of you should be fooled by Leone's jokes."

Huh?

"What about it?"

I echo Leone's words earlier with Volff as to where the deceptive contents were, but nothing comes to mind.

"Even though I am busy as head of the Commercial Guild, it is Leone's true belief that when I go up to the Count, I will have more work and less time with Gabriela."

"I see...."

Volff smiled and Darya almost did the same.

This is a joke to calm Oswald down, but I feel like it's true - I'm just a little worried about his expression.

Faced diagonally, Leone, head of the Commercial Guild and head of the Vicomte, turned the red scales into powder most easily.

"This is no joke at all."