Reader's Double Track Recovery Log

1.

After the duel with Julio, a banquet was held to celebrate my birthday.

Frankly speaking, I was lazy to participate, but since I can't make a birthday party without an ID, I decided to show my face. I've had some personal business with.

"Here comes the second son of the Stroke family, IDEN, who celebrated his 15th birthday today!"

Countless eyes were on me.

The mood is completely different from before winning the duel. I walked across the banquet hall, feeling strangely proud and uplifting.

Soon someone approached me.

"What about you?"

"I'm Klaus, the savvy successor to the Ransberg family. If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you for a moment

a gentle smile with a strong impression He was a man who could easily be liked by anyone. But I'm not very interested in building friendships with nobles in the kingdom or the realm.

Just in case, I checked the character sheet of Klaus, but he was not unique.

"The Prince of Clouse. I'm so hungry right now that I'm about to eat, and if you have something to tell me, I'll talk to you later."

"Haha, I was just getting lonely, too! Why don't we sit at the table together?"

"I'm afraid it's rare even to sit at the same table with my family. I prefer to relax and savor the taste by myself."

"Well, I see."

When I firmly expressed my refusal, Klaus simply backed down.

"Excuse me, Confucius Iden. "From the Marquis of Adler..."

"The Baroness's family is well-informed..."

But immediately the other nobles came in, and I had a hard time turning down their offer of a joint seat. I don't know how tenacious they are, and how many times I have told them to go away.

After some time, some pretty aristocratic spirits approached.

"Nice to meet you, Confucius. Do you have any intention of giving me the victory you have won in this duel?"

"Nothing's wrong."

With such a flattering remark, the self-respecting Young-ae often crumpled their faces and left their seats.

Even though it may seem a little chilly, a small act in such a public place causes all sorts of gossip. So it's better to set up an iron wall. In my case, it's all the more so because I have an authorized fiancee.

After the ice, I looked around the streets and found out, but strangely enough, the race in the "Ledaeyeon" worldview had a better natural appearance on average than humans in the modern world. It went without saying how well the appearance of the aristocratic eternity, which deserves to be declared a beauty, was seen among them.

But the reason why I didn't fall for their beauty is simple. Even the flying and crawling aristocrats are all relative squid lines in front of a woman I know.

Should I say that the cut line of "crazy beauty" has increased? It would be right to express that you have a tolerance for good looks.

The father and daughter of the Duke of Eutland have just appeared, saying that tigers come when they speak.

A leading British lord with the highest prestige in the present Croatian kingdom and a beautiful girl who overwhelms the crowd.

As the two men with great presence approached, the nobles who were staying around me also crept away.

I got up from the table and bowed politely.

"Hello, Duke."

"Yes. What a nice duel, Eden. But now that I see it, I think you're as good at fencing as you are at thinking about your fiancee."

From that glad smile, you seem to have seen me firmly cast down the nobility.

However, knowing the nature of the Duke of Eutland, Elbio, I had no choice but to slightly dislike such reactions.

That middle-aged man is looking at me with a glimmer of warmth, but there is a mixture of sticky greed. Perhaps he is excited to see his grandson, who will be born with the factors of fairy and swordsman stroke.

I brought up a prearranged story.

"So I haven't even stopped by the Utland mansion.”

"Well, when I heard that, I thought about it, I've never visited a mansion since Chesha left the tower five years ago. Since I, my father-in-law, have visited the Gongguk twice in recent years, don't you think it's polite for your son-in-law to come to the mansion, too?"

"If you hadn't told me, I was going to ask for my understanding first, but that's great. I'll stop by the Eutland family soon."

"Ha-ha, you bastard!"

Elbio smiles and continues to talk.

"I'll show you something interesting. The reason I'm here today is because I've been invited by Grand Duke Leighton, but things are a little different for my daughter. Ever since my last visit, I've been sounding out a doctor who wants to visit the Stroke Mansion on your birthday."

"Oh, Father, ·""

At the words Chesha, standing quietly beside the Duke, gave him a slight hint, blushing his cheeks.

"Is that so?"

I asked again for courtesy, but I took it for granted.

Now that he has returned from the red tower without any results, Chesha must have been in a great hurry. In such a situation, it would be natural to expect a reunion by stamping your feet as you have a clue to solve the Mana Sensitivity Disorder.

"Then I'll stay out of it. You don't even mean to turn down Chesha's offer of a seat, do you, Aiden?"

"No way."

The peacock, smiling at my retort, mingled among the nobles heating the banquet hall.

I looked at Chesha sitting opposite. Ask her with a visibly recalled look.

"How was it? The effect of the medicine I gave you."

"For the first time, I succeeded in using the order. That drug, what the hell is it?"

I grinned at the words.

According to the original series, it is four years from now that Chesha succeeded in using magic other than the Mana Explosion. In other words, the starting point has been greatly pulled.

"It's an essence made by grinding rare medicines that I've collected personally. I've been interested in herbal medicine for a long time."

"You made it personal, such a great thing? Sensitivity disorder was a problem that could not be solved at all in the mower,··"

Chesha didn't seem to believe me easily. I'm sorry to an alchemist who discovered the efficacy of yin and yang plants in history, but I'm not lying because I'm the only one who knows the recipe for yin and yang tea in this world.

I coughed in vain.

This is the point from now.

"I'll tell you one thing. The yin and yang tea you drank is a great poison, but just keep eating it won't dramatically improve your sensitivity disorder. We need to take some additional steps to complete the recovery.”

"What is the measure?"

Chesha swallowed a dry saliva and asked.

The lips quickly dry, and the pupils shake with tension. Chesha is like that, so I also feel nervous.

"I have one condition before I tell you that.”

“···?”

"I'm thinking of leaving the country and making 'Clan' when the time comes. Please be with me when that time comes, Chesha."

Chesha put on a blank look.

Sooner or later you ask me.

"Clan? You're certainly not the heir of the family, so that's not a bad choice, but why do you want me?”

"I need your magic talent.”

At that insignificant remark, Chesha looked at me with her eyes glaring as if she could not believe it.

What is it?

Did I say such a shocking thing?

"Really? Not because I'm a childhood friend or because I'm your fiancee, but because you seem to have a gift for magic?"

"Uh, yes."

····It may sound quite refreshing to Chesha at this point, not even after 10 years. I'm sure you've heard a lot of praise for your appearance, but the opposite was true of magic.

She asked me.

"That offer, what happens if you refuse?"

"I'll tell you how to improve your sensitivity disorder. But I won't be able to stand next to him and diagnose his condition. You'll be late for complete recovery."

We can't recruit Chesha right now. Considering the events that will occur in three to four parts, it is always beneficial to treat emotional disorders. But considering how desperate she is, the chances of rejecting my offer, if not knowing, are extremely low. That's why I said it honestly.

"I'll think about it."

Chesha replied with a look of spirit.

I don't think I can get an answer right now.

I said, raising myself from the table.

"As I told the Duke earlier, I'm going to visit the House of Eutland soon. I'll hear the answer then."

2.

I walked out of the busy banquet hall and walked through the garden. I said in a low voice, confirming that there was no one around.

"Spiro, are you here?”

"It's quite late."

In a blink of an eye, Estriel appeared before me. It was surprising, but it was a natural attitude as if it had been there from the beginning, so there was no sense of incompatibility.

"It was hard to get out of my birthday party. By the way, a lot of knights and magicians are on fire, and they managed to get inside the mansion through surveillance."

"I'm confident in hiding. I'm sure your little grandfather, who's the only one to watch out for in this mansion, will be the only one."

With a shrug, Estriel later praised my performance in the duel. And pointed out a few imperfect points. Deep in my mind the advice, I asked him.

"Spiro. You said you were going back to the circular church today, right? So how do you learn the other two seasons of Resonance Crushing?"

"Well. Do I need to learn other seasons? Honestly, if I could use one of the bilshaker properly, I wouldn't be beaten anywhere.”

"My goal is to be at least strong enough to beat my uncle."

Estriel giggled when he put the name of the Continental Egal in his mouth.

"You have a lot of aspirations. If you feel you are lacking in affection, come visit me. The Holy Land inquires about al-Sigma. If you see it, you'll soon be able to reach the home of our Yupa."

He smiled and gave a hint, and turned his head and said,

"Then it's time to say goodbye.”

"Oh, let me ask you one thing before that. Spiro is the first-rate assassin of the Circular Church, right? What on earth did such a giant come all the way to Stroke Gongguk?”

Why did Estriel want the heart of a firebird? I had no choice but to ask because I was so curious as to how many times he rehashed "Ledaeyeon."

It was an unexpected question, so he looked at me with a blank stare.

"Is this a difficult question to answer?"

"Well, it's not really like that, but it doesn't matter if you tell me. I just happened to get some information that there is an ancient site around here with a great spirit. That's why I came here to find it.”

I came to my senses.

The reason why I came here to find the spirit tablets is that he even knew the existence of the "Firebird Cemetery." In the set-up book, there was clearly only a reference that, like any adventurer, he went back in search of the heart of the Firebird and failed.

··아니 No, wait.

You knew the existence of the ruins?

I don't think so.

Feeling something foreboding, I asked Estriel in a quivering voice.

"Well, did you find the remains?”

"It took me a month to find it. When I went inside, there were so many golem and trap styles in the Mado Empire that I thought it was a prize, but when I went into the innermost part of the country, someone had already robbed me of the important spirits. It's a great flop."

The moment Estriel laughed and said so.

A message from the Tripfer system appeared before me.

MacGuffin No.717 / The Sailor of the Tomb묘 has been recalled.

I knew it.

Estriel may not know, but he did a great job without even realizing it.

If he hadn't stopped by the ruins first, Epio, the main character of Le Dae-yeon, would have died in the first part of the movie.

an end

c Furuba