Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Ars"

Behind a line of maids.

It is the current owner of this Favel family who came out of the Mansion for Eagle Deep Friends.

The wine red dress thrives on crimson hair. The height doesn't look so different from that of Ars, but is it the style? It's a majestic look. Still, it won't all feel like it's being looked down on because of three steps or so.

As many warrior generals would have come beyond many battlefields, their eyes are directed as if to capture and value the whole body of Ars.

"Thank you for inviting us. Isn't that a little inexorable as a welcome for the nobles? Or is it fashionable to try?

Ars also briefly meets again to see how things are going. I didn't even try to hide the discomfort, as I said.

It is also due to the thought that an apology should be made first.

"Excuse me. I don't think it was meant to hurt, but it wasn't polite to your customers. I'd like you to at least apologize."

Ars thinks it's a relaxing mouth. Obviously not the eye of an apology. I don't know the ranking of the words, but I guess so.

Plus, I can't tell if it's life-threatening because I killed it instantly. I don't know if they told me they were trying to stop it from hitting me.

Ars rattled his back teeth a little. Because I could have used it as an excuse to go home if I had been wounded.

I'm not willing to move to execution.

"No, that's fine. I'm busy too, so could you just let me know what the requirements are?"

"That's not how it works. I must apologize for my disrespect, my lord of nobility. Hey, Fia?"

"-!! Ha, ha!

Tesfir, who shook his shoulder in dismay, affirmed instantly.

As for Ars, I just feel like someone in the college. Good things. I feel rolled over my hands. However, I feel quite forceful and I feel angry.

They are walking on the rails laid by their opponents, even if they are not so big. It felt so bitter.

Because the downside of disrespect took effect as a shackle for Ars, so we just have to start from the beginning.

"Delayed, but nice to meet you. My name is Frose Favel."

"This is Ars Regin."

With a nickel and a luscious grin, Froze does not precipitate exactly in his manoeuvres as a nobleman. It entails so much aura that it doesn't even make you feel like you're wearing a mask, and more importantly, it was full of elegance to see her as a civilian even if you met her elsewhere.

Because that's not what Ars would do for that courtesy. It was already getting troublesome in him.

Because Ars does not originally have the skills to be polite in that hand, there is no choice. Although it may be conveyed by manipulation even if it is in good faith.

But there's no reason for Ars to hang out with someone he doesn't thank.

"Go ahead," says Froze, who directs you inside. Shortly after that, Tesfir followed and Selva lowered her head gently next to Ars.

"Mr. Ars, you must be tired for the first time, so please take your time in your room."

Froze says to the maid beside him, "Show me around," and he says, "The fia will be tired too. I'll call you later," he says, pressing his back.

"... Yes"

I smile back at my daughter, who tilts her little neck. After going up the stairs directly in front of him and the three maids' backs disappeared on his guest, Ars, Tesfir.

"Selva, did you find out what you did?

"No, Master Froze. Everyone has no idea. But..."

"Right. That's a lot of magicians."

Put your finger up on your chin and hide your surprise.

(That's really weird. I can't believe I don't even know the pedigree......)

I remember the danger of keeping the inexperienced beside my daughter at the same time as I can stir curiosity. I guess that means I've come out needing to put in some more exploration.

Some safety at the time of admission to the college, the guarantee of identity is not perfect, although it is ensured.

While we are investing in cultivating magicians, there is no room in Alpha to let good magicians play. No, you could say that mankind doesn't have it.

"Dear Froze, he felt the same smell as I did. Maybe."

"Huh. But it would be weird to have that kind of aggressive magic."

"Yes, it doesn't mean that those who specialize in interpersonal will inevitably not be able to use AWR-based physical enhancement, mid-range or long-range magic at all, but it's mostly biased. Not to mention mastering the magic of being able to slaughter ice golems."

Repeating unanswered questions has no choice at the moment. Froze gave up any more imagination. Too little information at this stage.

The purpose of this one would be to meet each other, and it would not be a good idea to pry too far. Still, when I was Alice, I was able to gauge my strength as much as I thought I could train. But right now, he couldn't measure the power of Ars Regin.

(i) It is unclear to the student...... my first impression was that there are many puzzling points.

"Ahhh," sighed Froze, informing the old man of his plans, nestled as if waiting for orders next door.

"Just you, Ars, call the guest room in an hour."

"I'm in awe," Selva says, respectfully breaking her hips. It was still a bright time, and still dinner making had already begun in the kitchen.

♢ ♢ ♢

The room Als headed toward while being guided by Tesfir and the maid was quite large, as you can see from the size of the mansion.

As I thought when I entered the mansion, I thought nobility was a brilliant lust chunk that did more to the best of my luxury, but I get the impression that it's refreshing as well in this room.

A number of conditioning products that are not so much qualities but do not claim to be consistent with a solemn atmosphere. It was creating a calm atmosphere like a separate home.

Though some seers may feel a painful solemn air.

I guess it's a perfect balance. When it comes to idleness, the placement is ingenious.

I don't know how good the conditioning is, etc. Even Ars can see that it is a finished space. It means you know very well that noble statuses are nothing more expensive.

"Shall I bring you a drink?"

"Yeah, please"

Tesfir on a maid's suggestion.

When you make sure the maid closes the door behind you.

"I can't believe I'm going that far...... I'm really sorry!

Momentum apologies jump hair.

I bowed my head in depth just knowing my ranking, saying that there was no excuse for the outrage of my mother, even in the just thesphere. If you are also a single magician, you will also qualify as a class. I don't know. I can't forgive you for not knowing.

"Well, never mind. I don't know if I meant it, but I don't think I meant to hurt you. Probably checked the training stick."

I also think that even if I meant it, the results wouldn't have changed.

Because the training stick uses the outer shell of the A-rate demon, it is easy to find out from demon data if you want to find out. A person with connections to the army would be all you need to contact.

As a tesphere, I don't have the guts to invite you. If this is nobility, it's important. No, it sucked as of the single magician. I don't think it's going to matter as long as there's a connection. I guess that means that's all you're doing.

Until then, even as Ars, we cannot ignore the aristocratic community.

Not to mention that I was the one who stuck with their measures. I couldn't blame Tesfir because I had already made a mistake.

"You have to be long. Do you have to meditate on some things?"

and whisper.

The seated sofa sinks in addition to the thoughts and bounces back to wrap it up. Is this the only satisfactory treatment in the sense of being able to slow down?

Is that so?

"Hey!"

"Huh! What?

For the first time since I've been here, Tesfir looks up and exchanges glances with Ars.

"We'll see each other after this anyway, won't we? Why don't you just keep smelling like this sweat?

"Sure."

It's a lot cooler in the mansion, so it's already dry though. I couldn't stand the stickiness of Ars himself.

So being a person is actually a second pretext.

"Did you fail to bring a change of clothes?"

It doesn't even start when I say it because I intend to go on a day trip.

"That's okay. There are only women in the house, but there are always men and women wearing some clothes for the social world and the guests who call it home."

Just when the maid brings the drink, place it on the table. The room quickly began to fill with citrus notes.

Each drink placed in a basin.

Ars moistened his throat in thanksgiving.

"What do we do? I have a shower in my room for once, but the tub might take a little time. But it'll be ready soon."

"No, I don't mind a shower...... don't worry about it today"

I can see that, too, but as for Ars, things are going crazy.

"You're disgusting."

――――

The maids, as well as the tesphere, open their eyes. It would be natural if they called the daughter of the house they serve disgusting. The reaction was a flash, too. Gently lay your eyes down and take position behind the Tesfir. I can see the level of practice as a maid......

"I thought I did something wrong because of you and I cared for you!!

He turns his face into an angry red tide, roughs his nose and leaves his maid out of the room.

And when you peek at the chocolate and the face.

"Die!"

Als scratched his cheek, wondering if he had said too much. I don't think he's going to die, but he's the one who hurt him.

I meant to include a degree of meaning that didn't bother me, but it only damaged my mood.

Ask the maid who left it in the room to get dressed. Ars is still bright when it comes to today's - sweating.

Because Ars had no connection with his own aristocracy, he did not know what a leading aristocracy was or who it referred to.

But still, in view of the fact that he held the status of servant, general, in all this luxury mansion, the Favel family seems quite aristocratic.

With his hands on the wall, Ars showers and sighs that it's weird but eyed.

(Maybe it was a failure to use unsystematic magic)

Spitting regret doesn't have a choice in the end. Even if I had brought an AWR, it would attract even more interest. Physical surgery would have surely defeated him, no matter what. But I felt the amount of sweat was not comparable.

I could have slashed him with a magic knife, in which case I would have given the ex-general an indication to measure his strength before. I can't say that magic manipulation is any more than a guide to technology.

"You won't have any trouble knowing what you're nervous about"

That's right. We don't have to hide the same alpha as the guardian before we build it. However, I really didn't feel the need to teach because I felt caught up in the trouble of being in college. It's more about living in peace than hiding it.

That reaction, I've planted a trap that measures strength, so the status quo Froze is proof that I don't know what Ars is capable of.

(I thought you knew that)

Has the Viceroy hidden it as a secret that even Froze, who has connections in the army, cannot know? again, did you just not get a chance?

Ars leaves the shower, about half an hour later, a few knocks informing him of his visit.

"Mr. Ars, Lady Frose is here for you."

That's the voice I heard.

I feel old from my voice as if I were crouched.

Ars opened the door wondering if he had come.

Not to be invited, but to keep going.

Lord of voices. Selva leads the way, Ars follows.

"Mr. Ars, I'm sorry about earlier. I think you've offended me, but I also want you to understand the kindness of thinking of my daughter. Of course your anger..."

"I don't care, Mr. Selva. I don't even know."

It's something you wouldn't know if you tried from Ars without parents, but you can imagine.

"Thank you. If you need any help, please let me know."

"So can I have my training stick back, please? Without that, it's gonna go crazy."

"Don't worry about that. Originally, Master Froze seems to intend to do the same. You must have missed me so much."

"Okay. Then will it only take time?"

Ars wanted to take advantage of this holiday to advance the study at once. Alice's case is on the way.

Selva is surprised by the word time and asks how sorry she is.

"Did you have plans, I'm sorry"

"Well, I've been flailing my own research,"

…… Is it research! Mind if I take a peek at what they're researching if it's not bothering you?

"This is the light system material, so I'm going to make some new light system magic."

You can't be trusted if you're supposed to be. He said freshly enrolled students would devise new magic, etc.

With exceptions, it's something that scholars can produce over several years. Not to mention the system known as the element has a different foundation because research has not progressed. This is due to the decisive lack of information to create magic.

Therefore, when it comes to clarifying the cause of the occurrence of the optical system and so on, it is not clear.

No, you don't get it. Still, it's supposed to be a big project.

But after a few moments.

"That's an interminable study, isn't it? But it's also a great study."

It was an unclear nuance whether I was making a fool of myself or admiring you. I don't seem to be any better at one or two of those things than I am at Als.

"It's not so. The purpose of managing it during the holidays stands. We can do something about two things if we devise visual information."

……

Selva just had a bitter laugh. I was interested in hearing what words would come out later, but I don't seem to have time to hear that.

It can't even take a while because it's an end to end trip upstairs.

There's just enough distance to chat.

When Selva knocked in front of the door and told him, "I've brought Mr. Ars," he heard a quiet leak from inside, "Go ahead," he said.

Selva carefully pulls the door, and the fragrance of soberness leaks out of it with the light.

Regardless, it does not come down to nervousness only with Ars. Speaking of what I thought, it was to the extent that I wish it would be over soon.

Froze had already lowered his hips on a face-to-face sofa in the room. I feel a lot of compelling grin includes a lot of things.

A training stick is placed next to it. You don't seem to give it back to me.

"Welcome, Mr. Ars. Have a seat."

Froze to recommend face-to-face. Selva, who shuts the door, exits the room saying she will have a drink ready soon.

In the meantime, the awkward air filled me with nothing to say or say. Ars would still have solidified into bees if other students.

"Ars, I wonder if you're noble."

"No, you're not."

"But you are."

Borrowed clothes are as tailored as the nobles would wear. Magical materials are not used but are too superior for clothing.

Ars may have never worn so much clothes, either.

I don't feel bad if you tell me it suits you.

"Thank you. But it's a mistake. I'm a public everywhere. I am."

and gain certainty by peeking into Froze's complexion.

Even if you keep a smile on your face and can't explore it to your intentions, it seems agreeable to the general public.

Visaists and Bellicks and others who know Ars will look uninteresting first.

Visaicists aren't good enough to be nobles or anything.

So it should sound ironic if you are most aristocratic and know about Ars.

"Well, I guess I just can't get this to my students"

Dark green bars placed quietly on the table between them.

Ars gave up that he wasn't going to get away with it after all.

Rare materials that are not a substitute for loads of money or what you can buy. It also uses demonic materials. What does that mean?

To put it bluntly, I wouldn't be the first to use a low-rate demon for material. In other words, there's nothing good enough to use.

Demonic leftovers are not very good for humans either. That can't be using stained skin.

There is a technique to purify temper itself, but it is cost-ridiculous. To that extent, there are mountains to replace.

Sometimes the idea of using it in materials is not settled in itself. In other words, assuming that something is made of demonic material, it is limited to special objects with high or mutation rates.

That's why it doesn't come out that way.

Ars does not have an escape route that can explain why those who are neither aristocratic nor student possess it.

Even the idea of what to say was becoming half a hassle.