Risou no Himo Seikatsu

That day, the Back Palace was wrapped up in a little tension.

Until now, for the first time today, outsiders set foot in that closed space, where only servants working in the rear palace existed, besides Yoshijiro and Queen Aura.

Yoshijiro sits deeply on the couch in a room in the rear palace and takes a deep breath not knowing how many times it will be.

(But you're a tutor. I didn't think you'd be studying again this year. No, I've studied since I became a member of society.)

In his social days, Sunjiro, who also experiences quite an outing, is not bad at special first-person encounters, but this is the first time he has responded in a "above" position.

This room is a very common rear palace room because you can't show an outside person the appliance that Yoshijiro brought. To the high room temperature, which does not benefit from the ice fan, Yoshijiro is perspiring and hydrating himself with water mixed with the right amount of brown sugar and salt from earlier.

(Don't use respectful language, I won't name this one until the other one is named. But words and attitudes that are taken as extremely disrespectful are also strictly prohibited, he said. That's hard, seriously)

That's when it came while Sanjiro remembered in his head the basic answers he had been taught by Aura.

'Excuse me. I've brought Master Octavia.'

"Huh, let it pass."

Once he coughed up, Yoshijiro said so in a commanding tone he didn't use much on a daily basis. It was a salary-era habit for a moment and I almost picked him up to the entrance, but I noticed a mistake when I put my hips up, in a standing up position from the couch, waiting.

At the next moment, rattling, the entrance door opened and one lady came into the room.

"I'll catch your eye first, Master Zenzilow. Count Marquez, Lord of the Kingdom of Karpua, Count Manuel Marquez is his wife, and his name is Octavia. It is an honor and a privilege to present the great role of Master Zenjiro's teacher. I am unschooled, I am not talented, but I do my best."

The lady lowered her head deeply when she said so with a pleasant soft voice in her ear.

(Heh, no schooling, no genius is a virtue of 'humility' even in this country.)

Sunjiro, who has read in something that "humility" does not work on earth or in some countries, poses and orders his most majestic voice with such sentiments.

"Raise your face."

"Yes."

Lady - Octavia raised her head with a flowing trick, just as she did when she lowered her head.

Yoshijiro sees Octavia's face.

(I see, is this the person in this country called 'Your Lady's Mirror'? Sure, that's just what they say)

Luxury, clarity, chastity. Such a word abruptly comes to the head of Yoshijiro, who saw Octavia's face.

My back isn't very big. I have a gaze at the height of 'normal' from Yoshijiro, so it's probably about a hundred and sixty centimeters.

However, due to its narrow shoulder width and shoulder width, it has a more luxurious and small image than its actual height.

Straight brunette with glossy glow. A pitch-black eye that is rarely even Japanese. And, contrary to such hair and eye color, for Southerners, light pigmented, wheat skin close to cream color.

His nose is high, but his face digging is shallow overall, and when it comes to "Japanese burned in the day," it feels like he's going to go straight through.

Most importantly, if you want to see so many beauties in modern Japan, you won't be able to do it without going to the office of a model or entertainer.

"It's Zenzilow. She is the husband of Her Majesty Queen Aura. I don't know how much of a relationship we're going to have in the future, but I want to have a good relationship."

"Yes, when I'm you, it's a bad word."

Oktavia bows her head to a special victory when Yoshijiro reads the line she desperately thought of in her head.

This conversation with someone who can't go out poorly wears the spirit of Yoshijiro more than expected.

"Shall we then hear from Mrs Marquez's guiding policy? Sit down."

Unexpectedly, Yoshijiro swept away the steps he had prepared in his head during yesterday and urged Octavia to take a seat.

"? Huh, yes, excuse me"

He was Octavia, who had an instant look of surprise in his words, but soon remembered what he had been called here for, and honestly lowered his back to the couch.

Yoshijiro slowly put his ass back on the couch, too, after he saw Octavia lower back.

Sanjiro, who pinches the table and sits on the couch so that he meets across the street, received a full explanation from Octavia as to what future policies and methods he will learn about common sense, manners and magic.

"I mean, in principle, you teach me about history and sorcery. In doing so, if there is anything out of manners or common sense in my attitude, I will point it out each time. Is that what you're saying?

Octavia smiles back softly to Yoshijiro, who sums up what he says in his head.

"Yes, common sense and manners are not something you can quite get at verbally. Master Zenjiro already seems to understand how to behave in a big frame, so I know you can do that."

"And from now on, I'll have lunch with you?

"Yes, a place called meeting food is a space of common sense, condensed manners. I thought it would be best to wear these two."

I see. What you're saying does make sense. Manners, no matter how verbal they say they are, don't get it.

Try it, make a mistake, every time you get pointed out, polish it. It'll take a while, but maybe that's the best idea.

However, when I think I will take lunch every day in the future while my common sense and manners teacher watches me, I don't want to mumble.

At least, it won't be a heart-blowing fun moment, like I've been spending the last few days with Aura.

"Okay. If that's the best you can do, I won't say no. Take it back like that."

To Sanjiro's words, Octavia laughed softly and bowed her head.

"Thank you. So, quickly, but earlier, Master Zenzilow asked you to stand off the couch and welcome me when I entered the room, didn't he?

"Ah."

For a quick waste, Yoshijiro unwittingly raises his vegan voice.

Octavia takes great care to avoid accusations.

"You take a polite approach from time to time, and I am very afraid that if you act like that in Master Zenzilow's position, you may 'be seen lightly'. In principle, His Majesty Aura is the only one in the country who must stand and receive Master Zenzilow.

Even royalties outside the country do not need to be treated so politely except by the King, his or her first heir to the throne.

In addition, Master Zenzilow asked me to proceed with my seat as I stood, which is also an extra courtesy. Common sense and manners change with time and circumstance, so it is forbidden to decide, but a slightly calmer response is desirable for royalty. "

"Okay. Be careful from now on."

He was a good jiro who repaired the surface and nodded, but his heart was dawdling with cold sweat.

(Shit, I was going to be careful, but was there still a salaried habit out there)

If you're a salarier, it's common sense that you don't sit back until the guests you invite to a business meeting take their seats. I wore it once, it seems harder than I thought to correct my habits.

Did you spot the inside of Yoshijiro, Octavia chuckles comfortingly and moves on to the next story with a calm voice.

"Today, then, let me begin by explaining the foundations of witchcraft. If you have any questions or doubts, please say anything. To the best of my knowledge, I will answer."

"Um, nice to meet you"

"... Dear Zenzilow. Well, please."

"Oh, yeah. Uh... allow me to speak, start explaining."

Hayajiro, who made it quick, coughs to deceive, says again.

Now, apparently, it was passed, and Octavia lowered her head small, with a pleasant voice in her ear, and began to explain carefully.

"Let me begin by explaining from the foundations of witchcraft. Magic can be broadly divided into two types. One is," Four Great Sorceries ", which can be manipulated by 10,000 people, large and small. The other is" blood magic ", which can only be used by people with special blood muscles."

"Do you mean" space-time magic "or something when it's a groundwater fire wind and blood?

On the way to the attitude of Yoshijiro, who pinches his mouth, Octavia doesn't even show a whiff of disgust and snorts back with a smile.

"Yes, you're right. Except for the fact that 'blood magic' cannot be used except by certain blood muscles, the underlying part is no different from the four major magic tricks.

There are three conditions necessary to activate magic. "The right pronunciation, the right perception, and the right amount of magic."

"Pronunciation, recognition, and magic power?

Sounds a bit like magic stuff that often comes out of games and books to me, but I don't know exactly.

The tutor of beauty, who realizes from the condition of Yoshijiro that he does not understand correctly, begins his explanation by giving specific examples.

"First of all, magic has a language dedicated to it. It's a language that is cheaply called 'magic' in the public, but if you don't use this language, you won't activate magic. Take a look."

That said, Octavia stands pin and right index finger. And

'The invisible water scattered in the hollow, gather at this fingertip and take the sphere. At the price of this, I offer my magic eighteen to the Water Spirit. "

The next moment, which was heard by Yoshijiro's ear, a round clear droplet floated at Octavia's fingertips.

"Ts!?

There was no time to be surprised by the phenomenon, and Yoshijiro pushes his head.

(What's that? When Mr. Octavia opened his mouth for a second, we got a long, disillusioning word in our ears, didn't we?

You can swear, but now Octavia hadn't opened her mouth long enough to read such a long sentence.

To Yoshijiro, who doesn't know what happened, Octavia bows his head deeply when he puts the droplets he made at his fingertips into the cup of tea he drank earlier.

"I'm sorry, Master Zenzilow. I was shallow about that one now. Magic is a very difficult language with a slight sound strength, accent and syllable cut, meaning changes, but instead it can put a great deal of meaning into short sounds.

For this reason, if you are new to witchcraft, you were oblivious to the fact that you may be uncomfortable with the amount of information contained in the short notes. On top of that, I apologize. Sorry, sir. "

Octavia bowed her head so deeply that she could see a white nod saying so.

Yoshijiro responds by shaking his head gently.

"If what we're talking about is true, which way, when learning magic, it would have been inevitable. The lack of a first explanation is certainly your downfall, but that's a matter of degree if you apologize.

Keep explaining. "

Octavia responds as she feared to Sanjiro, who accepted the apology.

"Thank you for your generous words. In the future, we will take great care not to do this."

"Uhm."

Sanjiro finds himself bewildered by the lady who exaggerates to thank him, but somehow does not put it on his expression and returns the eagle answer.

Sure, this is frivolous when it comes to Octavia being frivolous, but there are some aspects that make her feel a little sorry for.

Originally, in this world where the presence of the Spirit is common, few human beings are uncomfortable with the difference between the amount of sound and the amount of information they hear. Well, those who have such a keen sensation of shock in their heads are truly HIGH. In that sense, both Octavia and Kojiro were unlucky, I can say.

"Okay, I'll go on explaining. Now I have the 'right pronunciation' with the 'right perception' and the magic of 'making water polo' has been activated as a result of pouring the 'right amount of magic'. So, from now on, I'm going to show you the three things I just raised intentionally wrong."

When Octavia says so, she also pins her right index finger and casts a spell.

"Ulmuguo"

I hear a short spell in Yoshijiro's ear that makes no sense at all. But the spell doesn't activate.

"Now I just deliberately mispronounced it a little bit. That alone doesn't make sense and doesn't activate the spell. Now we have the right pronunciation, the wrong spell of perception."

With that said Octavia, like earlier, opens her mouth only slightly and speaks the words briefly.

'The invisible water scattered in the hollow gathers at this fingertip and takes a spherical shape. At the price of this, I offer my magic eighteen to the Water Spirit. "

Then, this time, just as when the spell first succeeded, Yoshijiro's ears heard meaningful long sentences, but no droplets appear at Octavia's fingertips.

"Now, while I spelled correctly, I imagined in my mind that another spell would be activated. The results are as you can see. Finally, now I will intentionally mistake the amount of magic that can be used to correctly pronounce and recognize."

'The invisible water scattered in the hollow, gather at this fingertip and take the sphere. At the price of this, I offer my magic eighteen to the Water Spirit. "

For the fourth time today, the "Making Water Polo" spell correctly conveys its meaning to Yoshijiro's ear. But after all, the effects don't show up.

Octavia explains to Yoshijiro, who looks at this one wonderfully, with a small laugh.

"Now I dared to put in the magic of the Nineteenth, saying in witchcraft that I would give the magic of the Eighteenth. Results Spell Activation Failed"

To the words, Yoshijiro, who until then had been convinced to listen, raises a voice of surprise.

"Wait, can't there be too many?

Octavia nods and answers the question of Yoshijiro, who forgot to set the tone.

"Yes, too many, too few, will not magically activate. This, in the case of large magic with high magic consumption, slight differences are missed as errors, but the optimal amount of magic that can be included as fine magic is strict.

For this reason, mages with great magic are often not as good at meticulous magic as I have just said. Most of all, like Espiridion the head court magician, there are as many exceptions as there are. "

It would be a convincing story if explained. It doesn't have to be thought which is easier to tilt a 200 mm pet bottle and fill the glass with water up to one slice, or tilt a ten litre polytank and fill the glass with water up to one slice.

While understanding Octavia's words in the calm part of his head, Yoshijiro was half-heartedly listening to the explanation.

As for Sanjiro, he was quite excited to say that magic could be used.

But if a man with great powers like himself is not fit for meticulous witchcraft, does he have little chance of using proper witchcraft, basically, without ever leaving the rear palace?

"Does that mean that having bad magic is not the opposite of mastering common sorcery?"

"Yes, in fact, His Majesty Aura has heard that except for space-time magic, only wide-area extermination magic for the battlefield of the fire system can be used.

Most importantly, there are not only a lot of magic magic that can be included, but the spells are extremely long, so it doesn't seem unusual to have taken more than six months to acquire one until it can be pronounced accurately. "

The more I hear, the farther away it seems the day will be when Sanjiro will be able to use his magic.

"Now, frankly, how long will it take for me to learn from today until I can activate my magic for the first time?

At some point, he forgets that education and manners studies are the subject, and Sanjiro asks Octavia that.

Octavia acutely guessed what Good Jiro wanted, but as a teacher, he couldn't even lie, shrinking his luxurious body and shrugging his neck to respond.

"It is necessary to be aware of one's magic power first and to be able to manipulate it freely, in order to be able to its… precise magic. Normally, two years until you can become aware of magic, and a year is the market for that operation."

"… three years"

Octavia rushes to follow Yoshijiro, who leaks his words like a groan.

"Oh, but past there, the rest is relatively easy. Because you can just remember the correct pronunciation, draw the correct effect clearly in the back of your brain, and magic it precisely. Simple spells can be used in a day."

Did you think that simple spell just said earlier that it was unsuitable for Hayajiro, who has great magic power, and lost momentum on the words along the way, Octavia looks at Hayajiro with regret.

That gaze cooled Yoshijiro's head.

If you think about it, you don't have to learn magic in the first place. It's just that it's 'better to remember' as a royal sagging with great magic, so it doesn't matter if it takes three or five years to master it.

I don't care if you learn magic, it won't help my life.

At this point, Sanjiro, who has not been informed of the possibility of the special magic "space-time magic" flowing into his bloodline, easily cuts that magic possibility and discards it.

"Okay. Okay, let's not rush it slowly. Well, coach me, Octavia."

"Yes, I'll take care of it, Master Zenzilow"

I don't know what happened, but to the queen's companion, who recovered in a short time, the beauty tutor responded with words of sincerity and a soft grin.