Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

I feel the cold in the early morning. The sun to increase your body temperature is not long after rising. Temperatures within the protective walls during this season are adjusted to an average of 15 degrees.

However, if it is also early in the morning, it can be said that cold protection is a must.

Ars dives through the transfer gate with a large package that says he will travel somewhere as well. Next to it Loki was lowering her bag to the point of her apologies.

And on the other side, the girl who rocked her redhead with a pimple is a little distance away, almost handy.

Als, who called Tesfir last night, put a report in her home together. Regardless, I only did the report on the day with Tesfir, but Ars is still deeply involved in this one case, so the explanation of the situation occurs as a responsibility when I greet him.

But on the other side of the LCD communication, the opening most froze floated with a delightful surface and only told him, "Here you are once".

As a result, the next morning, the school festival switching holidays are being returned to the Favel family.

Not since that day, Tesfir, but Loki still doesn't know what caused it. Of course Ars wasn't going to have done so much of a big deal either.

"Oh, no, just a little bit more, even if it's a transfer gate, it's more accurate to focus on identifying coordinates on the transfer board."

That's what I said, pulling my shoulders. To Ars. Tesfir leaned on his weight fluttering with an odd "hiccup".

Alus, who doesn't usually do this, but some of the large baggage also contains objects of action that disrupt magic for use in research.

"Don't be so considerate."

Panicking to correct his posture, Tesfir closed her eyes to calm her heartbeat to a leaning sensation.

Loki, who looks up, and Ars, who exhales a grand sigh.

She explains the situation to her partner. He thought it would be intense, but Ars thought it would be thanks to a schedule he refrained from after this that convinced him of the shuddering mix.

It was a bad time.

I told her I was leaving for Luther Luca for two days through Jean before Tenbram with Oomruina. In other words, this should have been passed on to Lithia, the Führer, and naturally it goes without saying that she is no longer impatient.

Cancelling the Führer's own hospitality could also create a burden for Alpha. Standing around by rank is as true as ever. If speculation had penetrated even inside Luther Luca's army, Alpha might have taken it lightly.

I can't even say no now because this vacation was already decided. Of course, I wasn't going to spend that much thorough time in Tempram.

In terms of a small vacation, which became an overcrowded schedule but was the original aim, the aim seemed to be fulfilled. There will be time, including lower preparation. I have a cheap idea that the noise in the college must also calm down a little.

After this, after considering the circumstances and countermeasures at the Favel family, Ars and Loki head to Lusarca. It was luggage for that. But I also feel that Ars' luggage is just a little too much.

"You think you're familiar with Tempram?

It was a question shortly after I finished my last transfer to the wealthy. I was going to say that you know it correctly and naturally.

"Not to the extent of overview...... no?

Ars struck a chilling gaze looking down on the terribly questionable Tesfir.

"I know it's a bad idea."

"I've only heard so much about noble rulings since I was born."

"I'm sure it's not a game I can play publicly… I've read it lightly, but one thing I can say is that I can't make a dozen decisions about winning or losing in an attempt to participate."

"What!! No, no, I'm not gonna let you say you can't get out and win. Then why did you take it on for..."

Ars isn't optimistic enough to say rest after finding out he can't promise an absolute victory. Besides, if I hadn't objected on that occasion, Tesfir would have definitely lost his teeth in his engagement to Isle.

"You must be smart inside. It's a suggestion I'm expected to participate in. If they take over the king first, they lose, if they were to divide victory and defeat, that would depend on the king's qualities. That means it's up to you. The thing is, it was almost a century ago that Tempram was dominant."

Something from a time when people were fighting each other until demons appeared. Its content is very different from that of now, but it was certainly a game to take over the king.

Represent the bitterness against Tesphere so that Loki is rarely enlightened by the Lord as much as possible on the face of it.

"Does that mean before magic technology progresses dramatically?

"Of course. That's the trouble of this one. Because this is the liver. Tempram will mainly be dominated by the White Soldier War. It's out of the question, like the magic of standing around. There are parts that are being revised, but as a tactic that is the spirit of Tempram, it creates limits to individual powers. That's why it's so hard for me to beat the crap out of him."

Tesfir, who heard it, sweated in dismay with a paler face.

"Surely there would be a difference between pawns. In this case, if you think about taking the king, the number will say things, and the king's command will be the key."

"-!! Wait, I've never even done Tempram."

"I guess, you don't even know how it goes."

"Ugh, yeah."

"It's more unnatural to fix it this time of year."

I guess Oomruina, and hence Isle, is freakishly finishing that military science.

"So what are the chances of winning...... ugh!!

Ars sighs and says when he sees a chop here because of the bissi tesphere.

"Don't be stupid. You're hanging up to my life. We're gonna win this one anyway."

"Ugh, yeah."

"That said, I'm not around for about two days from tomorrow."

"What are you thinking at a time like this, at all"

Loki returned it on behalf of weak evil. The usual thorns lurk the ringing. Is it because it is a decision that will not be covered already? I got a glimpse of room.

"I can't help it. It's an accidental accident, so this is not what happens now. Shouldn't we be talking more constructive than that?

"Well, specifically, you look from corner to corner about Tempram. Especially only prohibitions. It's not funny to lose against the rules."

"That's the same thing with me. Everything's hanging in my life, so I'm not gonna lose my hand."

"That's the intention. But you're sure you're not the kind of opponent you can beat in Russia. It will be lightly embellished with the methods of warfare of the King's Road."

"So what do I do..."

The unique coordinates of the three men are fixed to the wealthy transfer gates, and a safety bar is raised that tells us that all the processes have been completed, followed by Ars, followed by Loki.

Only Tesfir could take a heavy step behind it.

Ars glanced behind his back and said, "I told you I'd give you a hand," he turned his invincible grin to Tesphere.

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After a long journey, it is the reception room of the Favel family that currently houses Ars and Tesfir and Loki. This must be where Ars was passed before.

At the time, Tesfir was always waiting for the current owner with a pressing face. From the rest of you, you wouldn't even want to think this was a mother-child meeting.

Selva, who drove the magic car for a lift, left the room to pick up her husband when she prepared drinks for everyone.

Loki recommended tea to Tesfir, the culprit of severe air, as the three lowered their hips on one side of the stiff sofa set.

Wave one hand at it to the point of apology and reject it.

Ars put his mouth on it without a problem. I don't have to wonder what it is over this period, but it's not hard to imagine in her manoeuvres over calls.

She has been defending the Lord's throne for many years. It is far from the common parent-child pattern, whether it is the daughter.

It is reminiscent that even on his summer homecoming, Tesfir traveled with the thought of making tannic surfaces and pulling his hair back.

But only this time, I don't see anything wrong with her, so I hope it's perseverance. I guess that's a useless lie where I said that.

As far as I can tell, you should want to avoid making a deal with Oomruina, even as a Favel family. In that regard, Ars has succeeded in stopping at the water.

At the same time as you place the cotton-cup - several knocks through the door blow the tension indoors.

Shortly after Tesfir's shoulders bounced out of place, a voice hung from the outside and the door slowly opened by Selva's hand.

"Mother, this time I do not turn to judgment... on my own"

and every time an overlapping apology broke her hips several times. but the Favel family owner, Flose Favel, approached her daughter's head a few steps after merely leaking a smile.

"I'm relieved. I think my sense of not succumbing to the tyranny of Oomruina has sprung up. Besides, I've been thinking a little too cheaply. I didn't expect you to pull it out now."

Ars and Loki also rose to our Lord's appearance and welcomed him at the meeting.

He also needed a place to open his neck. Even if he did, he said that Ars, who is not noble, would not look good to Froze for entering into problems between nobles.

But...

"Don't be so afraid, Mr. Ars. They saved my daughter."

Clapping out, rather than from a previous froze, a calm voice was hung that I would not imagine.

Ars hasn't broken through all the lower walls so much as pulled out the shoulder force here. I first turn my surprised gaze, but it drifts away.

The black dress is hung on the leg with a holster neck as if to emphasize the chest and contains a deep slit. I was wearing a long cardigan over them. Fashion that can't even be fantastic, but it was a similar outfit before.

Ars follows with his gaze after that without looking like he moved.

He also speculated from Tesfir's reaction that Flose was a degree of coordination that was not usually the same.

Since a brief explanation of the circumstances has already been communicated, the interaction here is mainly the consent and measures of the Favel family owner. The Favel family, which is said to be a famous family, can expect a great deal of advice on the ruling of nobility (Tempram).

For how many minutes the lady was unlikely to be useful.

He lowered his hips across the street without breaking his euphemistic grin as he wrapped his hem around it.

"Before we get down to business, I just want to make sure one thing, Mr. Ars."

"What is it?"

"You're not even going to hide about ranking anymore, are you?

"I didn't mean to hide it with personal intent from the beginning. Now the college is more of a needle than a needle… do you want to confirm?"

Froze waved gently.

I guess I was 90% sure. Now she has the distraction that she could have grabbed her chest better than such confirmation.

"I was concerned about what Letty was saying, but I also figured out why, and I understand. But if you'd told me sooner, I wouldn't have bothered to imitate it in the summer."

"I'm sorry about that. The president said it was tough."

The only whispering reward is the upper side.

In response to the past, Frose argues for each other's non. He said he couldn't avoid it.

If my daughter had an uncertain man of her nature, I wouldn't know. For this reason, Ars also dug deeper than that and flushed it as nothing. I didn't have it in my roots forever. It won't go on.

But Froze was rolling Letty's determination to start in earnest with what she was saying was over. "Al, you're mine," was the only word that caught my tail.

If it were to take the person of their choice from Alpha's single magician, it would create a crack in their relationship. This wasn't just because I cared about my physique, it was a consideration as a friend.

But now that we have certainty, I guess Letty's words were an aspiration to his power.

As a parent, Froze was going to go around looking for the person her daughter wanted, but only the eyes she seemed more certain of Tesfir.

This was more of an intuition than a reckoning.

When there was a problem with the Oomruina family, Tesfir contacted them to explain the situation, but at that time, no parent would notice the look on their daughter's face across the LCD call. It would be a shame if they were women.

I had myself there somewhat relieved that my daughter, who I thought was a child, was transforming into the expression of one woman.

That's why Froze ignores the product and drops the bomb. Without doubt that everything got on the rails.

Say hello to your daughter, Mr. Ars.

"Yeah, well, that's what I was hoping for."

"Well, from Mr. Ars... right, it's the blood like a beast you rely on at times like this ~ So Fia is also with Ichikoro..."

Tesfir tilts her neck to a meaningful gaze directed at her chills.

"Yes?"

"Young is worth it."

Ars felt the swordswallowed air from next door to Froze, who continued to monologue.

I've already figured out what you're thinking.

"Mr. Froze, before we get down to business, can I solve the misunderstanding?"

"Oh, someone else behaved. Is it okay that you've already misunderstood? You don't have to worry about faits accomplis. If it's true, it's a problem."

I let out a wink so full of it.

I'm satisfied with what's already happened, even if I bounced the wink depressingly from the white arse.

Ars felt the horror of continuing the conversation with the signs of not being able to see next door.

One thing I feared was coughing up.

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