Reborn Little Girl Won’t Give Up

I just started making arrangements to pick up Leah the next day. Though she's currently living well, I don't know what it is. I have to pick you up soon. Most importantly, I felt like I wanted to see you soon. Luke is awake and twitching with me.

For the first time in a long time there was bright air in the mansion. But I remembered fu.

"Speaking of which, could Morsey's be visiting?"

Well, when I heard from you, it was when you came.

But the searcher also brought dark news yesterday. It's Hannah.

The report was just to say that a young woman in maid clothes, rare on the border, had been the victim of a Falsehood, where the lag dragon with the rear on board would have headed. He was down with a bunch of bandits.

He was talking about the fact that there was no such thing as a young child there, and that's why he extended his search hand with all his might.

I don't know if that's Hannah. No family to tell, no Sebastian who should have cared about Hannah's fate while she was missing.

However, there is no longer any doubt that Hannah is the executor seized in subsequent investigations. Still, perhaps, Leah would have been saddened that Hannah would be brought to justice.

If you don't come back, you won't be judged. It seemed cold, but that was all that came to my mind.

"Can we leave tomorrow..."

"I feel good, but I can always leave"

"Oh well."

Jude is aggressive and I'm a little wondering if she would have been like this. Since Sebastian disappeared, the mansion's personnel have had to manage it, and I think the work has increased.

"Dear Dean. This mansion, even if large, did not become gorgeous for generations, and we have moved it with minimal personnel. However, the details are often left to the lower jobs every time, and I can't help but say that it ended up failing to take care of Master Leah and allowing her to kidnap him."

It is primarily my responsibility to fail to take care of Leah.

"So soon the mansion won't turn well just because one person is gone. Since one of Sebastian's cases, we have increased the number of young butler apprentices and maids, one by one, while verifying their identity, and have begun to educate them. My absence will be a good experience for those young people."

Jude today is rap.

And even though I didn't have to come, Morsey still visited.

I think I've come to a busy place.

Harold, a somewhat reluctant breeze as to whether he felt the air of the bumpy mansion, was accompanied by a young successor.

"I know this isn't the first time, but I want you to introduce me again. This is my son Marcus."

"I'm Marcus Morsey. I've seen you several times between the two worlds."

That said, I lowered my head lightly when I turned twenty this year, or Morsey's second generation. He was a thinner young man with brighter winter cloud eyes than my father. She has a slightly longer hair that comes to one behind her.

"It's Dean Albans. This is my son Luke."

"Nice to meet you. Let me read the remaining Magic Discussion reports in the College, and I was hoping to see you once."

"What kind of crap is that? I can talk to you as much as I want."

In response to Luke's appreciation for his pure predecessors, Marcus softened his stiff attitude.

I also read literature from one end of the college, and the reports of people called seniors. As a result, he just found out that it didn't do him any good.

I think of Luke as a creature who sometimes doesn't know how to act from himself and connect with people. It doesn't make me proud to think that's my own son.

That's how I looked at Marcus looking down gently at Luke alongside him, with some discomfort. Harold's son. Magic drained in the clan. But the information that it is a magical amount that is hardly comfortable to work as a Four Horses.

"That's crazy."

Harold listened to the leaked twinkle as he looked at the two, softening his equally faceless face slightly.

"What?

"Harold, I'm sure he said his son's magic power was low."

"Oh. That's why I brought you here"

"It's no worse than Luke, though I think he has enough magic to at least have"

"What?

Surprised Harold accidentally glanced at Marcus.

"Huh?"

"Nah, it's not. You won't see magic in the first place."

"Ha"

There's no way I can't see. There's that magic overlapping like there's another body in your body.

"So, Harold, rather, I wondered why Marcus wasn't magical enough, etc."

Rather, it is stranger.

"That's because, of course, when you fill the junction with magic, you're about to run out of magic."

"Why not?"

I'm sick of it. That's not a question of not increasing magic, perhaps because they don't teach magic control well. What does the college teach?

"Father."

"Oh, my God, Luke"

"Your father must have trained you every weekend because the college can't teach you properly"

Speaking of which, yes. The College is not just for the Four Horses, but for the whole nobility. Of course, some of them are civilians. Therefore, it was one thing to deal with the magic of those with a high amount of magic.

"Jude, with the demon stone for the junction box"

"Yes."

You should first prepare a large demon stone and check to see how much magic you are able to handle. Should I use a large demon stone to confirm that Luke has trained from a small demon stone?

Jude's almost empty demonic stone was able to fill the magic without even changing its complexion. But me and Luke looked at each other for a moment and shook their heads faintly to the side.

I'm barely able to use magic.

"Luke."

"Right. If you don't start over with the magic circulation in your body, you don't seem to be able to adjust your body in the first place."

"Right. I feel the distortion of what I have done on my own for many years. So during magic filling, the magic in your body is spreading in the air for nothing. I mean, magic is leaking."

It was Harold who accidentally distorted his mouth to Luke and my slightly spicy expression. Marcus is pompous. I guess I didn't expect to get that kind of allegations.

"Luke, can we go?"

"I'll take care of it. Aren't I the one who usually trains Gil? I am used to training people who are unaware of magic."

"Wait a minute."

I said no to Harold and Marcus and took off my seat once with Luke.

Luke, I was just talking to you.

"Yes?"

"Harold said he couldn't see the magic. You, too, have no one who doesn't realize the magic..."

"Oh. Father, I knew you hadn't noticed"

Luke shrugged his shoulders like an adult.

"As soon as I went to college, I knew. Many people in the world can't seem to see magic with their eyes."

"What?"

I had a heartfelt shock.

"Then what's so stupid about Stan?"

"There's nothing foolish about it. Your father has no mercy for his friends."

Luke looked at me like he was out there.

"For not seeing magic with your eyes, you have to rely on your body's senses. That feeling seems ambiguous and very difficult to be aware of. When you grow up, you will be."

"Then neither Gil, nor Stan"

"I don't see any magic. Gil only remembers so quickly because he felt the Fallen with me."

Luke looked straight at me, who was uncommonly surprised and unable to say anything.

"And you better not know anything else about this. There is no need to increase the value of all-vance use any more"

It has become a day that should lift the power of Morsey to inspire my consciousness.

Of course, Luke was well trained for Morsey parents and children.

It seems that Morsey parents and children found something useful, and when they saw the fold, they wanted to train again, indicating that they were likely to visit the mansion frequently. You don't have to come.

Ever since I sent the two of them out, I have sent a messenger directly to the King, not the Supervisory Authority. He said he was going to send someone to pick him up with confirmation because he might have caught the news from his daughter. I don't want to be told a mess later just because the destination is Wester on the border.

Most of all, the king has never messed with me. Shut up is from the Superintendent's Office.

This time, we don't need to apply to the Supervisory Authority because we don't have people from Shihou's direct line going away. I had a small sense of satisfaction with that.

But the messenger came back from the castle in full return. Conversely, I was told that a messenger from the royal palace would come.