Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The next day, Tesfir and Alice woke up after noon. Let the bright autumn dry sunlight slip through the windows, arguably a comfortable sleep.

My head is still spinning dull as if the sleep I've been accumulating for a few days has pushed me all at once. Her eyelids were heavy, and although her eyes opened, she didn't want to get up right away.

As if they had shown each other, the two move their heads and look at each other without even laying pillows. I don't even know which was happening first, but I remember last night well.

After I bumped all the depression I had accumulated. Somewhere my chest was light and I felt refreshed.

The opening best, the two laugh at each other's sleeping face cruelty. I guess that was the trigger. Something wasn't funny.

I just didn't have anything else to laugh at about the fact that my heart's lump was dissolved. Because even if I suppress my mouth with couscous because of happiness, there is no way to stop the laughter or the broken cheeks.

Having finished laughing, Tesfir and Alice confirm the vows they took yesterday before falling asleep.

"I guess you haven't forgotten."

"Of course, so is the fia. I'm even engaged."

"I know. And he doesn't seem to like it, and I don't like it either."

"Yeah, I'm not gonna do anything right now, even though this feels real."

"What! Alice said... you know, confession..."

Tesfir stared firmly into Alice's eyes as she blushed.

It would be easy to answer that. But as we talked last night, they don't know anything about Ars.

"I don't know if you're thinking about it now. I'm sure Senior Ferri and Loki will get ahead of me, but I don't even think I'm at the starting point. I've got a lot more to know."

"Right. You still have to be strong as a magician, and a full-time housewife is not my pattern, and he's the kind of guy out there all the time."

"Huh, but I don't want to be a foothold. You have to be strong and strong."

"I knew Alice was strong."

"Even Fia."

In contrast, Tesfir shook her head slowly.

"Yeah. We're still going to, we're going to be strong. Now I think Loki has been watching Al for a long time. I think that's why he chose not to lean on me alone. I'm afraid I'm just gonna have to remind you, but it's gonna be a lot harder on Al."

Tesfir, who somewhere seemingly revealed herself, told him with all his face broken. It was a take-out, but it's the easiest word for me right now.

I thought Alice knew that somewhere.

"Right. You must have had a painful heart, right? At least Al, who we know, looks good on the Buddha summit in college. I'm sure you can't carry Loki alone."

"You have no choice, it's delicate with that. So if we could have just a little bit, wouldn't that make him easier, too?

"Originally, Al wanted to have fun, but he didn't."

Alice grinned badly as she had already gotten the word.

"Sometimes you know because it's now. I thought it was inert."

"That's just the fia."

Tesfir turns away his poorly pussy face.

So, that's why...

"" Until then, no running out ""

Having gotten one goal, Tesfir and Alice now took the power shortage for the problems Ars has. And it was to recognize what needed to be done, and to make a fresh start towards it.

But.

"But I wonder what training will be until Al gets back."

Alice couldn't even notice the Tesfir question that came up unexpectedly until she was said to be the most pivotal.

I have no one to show me how to do it, even though I have to be strong both physically and mentally as a magician to get a little closer to Ars.

Naturally, the lectures and practical skills of the college will not make it possible.

That's when regular knocking sounds indoors, as expected.

It was Selva and Minasha with a smile that seemed to disturb me as to whether I was timing myself on the other side of the door when I got permission to enter.

Minasha is wiping her eyes with her finger belly with thin tears.

"Guzz, you've grown stronger, lady and Alice. You two are attractive enough women! I can assure you, Minasha, yes, yes."

Unh unh and nodding, Selva steps out before Minasha, who for some reason is likely to begin to theorize forcefully.

"Lady, Mr. Alice, you are both called by Lady Frose. I thought... I'm boiling the bath first, so it would be nice to wash away the fatigue"

Tesfir and Alice looked at each other's whole bodies and laughed "haha" at Selva, who broke his hips with humility.

Almost an hour later, they changed into the clothes provided and visited Froze's office.

Note that I guess I shouldn't dare pursue how perfect Alice's clothing was from dimensions. Only the butler knows if the all-purpose butler made it impromptu or if it was prepared in advance again.

Alice saw her best friend grow into a different atmosphere than before.

I have hesitated to even knock on this door before, and have asked you to take my place. That was a long time ago.

But now he was turning the knob in resolute stride.

Immediately after...

"Knock!!

The back of the room, the desk facing the veranda, the tense spine while keeping his back on the back of the chair, even a good posture. Froze raised his scolding voice against his daughter for violating her minimum manners by putting her legs together.

Tesfir instantly lowered her head as she raised her shoulder with a vicum in front of her. "But I'm sorry!!" and apologize aloud.

In disgust to see, more darkly colored than in fright, Froze pressed his finger against his forehead and posed to complain of a headache.

"Ha ha, well fine. Come in, and thank you, Alice."

"Yes, no!?

Alice waves both hands without phase destruction in front of her chest.

Is the Tesfir I saw on the sidelines ironic or to relieve the tension? "Well, I appreciate it, too. But I was mostly an ambush," he said happily for some reason.

Naturally, Alice was told how she felt because she was her best friend, Tesfir. You can't hide a werewolf by doing something that leaks it to others.

I immediately saw Tesfir's face and swelled her cheeks.

I'm well known, so I'm on the road, that's what I call an outrageous face. Lift niggly like only one side of the mouth angle ripped.

"Fia!! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Alice's mouth was fixed open as she tried to spin her desperate excuse.

Froze standing with a smile on his face and Selva rejoicing in it like my own.

This is the first time I've heard of it, and I'm not supposed to be talking about it other than Tesfir, but it was a discerning face somewhere.

And Flose opens his mouth while remaining uncomfortable.

"Well, that's what Fia said."

"What... Mother? No way yesterday......"

"Sa ~ ~"

Even the streams follow the end of Froze's gaze, which exudes lustrousness, and Tesfir's suspicious eyes turn to Selva.

"Your wife is a bad person, too. Don't worry, ma'am. It just happened that the door was open."

"-!! White, what the heck..."

"It's been a long time since my tear glands have collapsed and it's..."

I deliberately fill my eyes with pure white handkerchiefs, but I can't wipe the acting look. It just seemed certain that the handkerchief was damp.

That's right. Alice missed the time to relieve herself of the little play and put in a scratch. Shame on you, but maybe it's not a shame to cry and fall asleep with Tesfir's family.

The question is, should Froze think of Ars as Tesfir, but does he look past what Alice would plunder about it?

But you drew such an incisive look from Alice's face, Froze answered once again without hesitation, as you could see.

"Alice, it's okay. I don't know if it's going to be the kind of thing you're worried about, but polygamy is a military sanctioned thing if you're single. Of course I have to talk him down. Something whose ranking says something in a totally weird place, right? It's up to you... whoops."

I cover my mouth with my hands and I'm not hiding the end of my mouth just saying I don't need it. Alice couldn't say anything about being a painting, but Tesfir saw a favorable color in her mother's expression.

Froze's tone shelved Ars' present situation. Grasping the movement of the army, she can't tell the two of us how bad Als is in the situation.

So this was just a token to cheer them up.

Even Froze says there's not much he can do, but there's just more anxiety elements where the two of them squeak out. Of course, Tesfir and his daughter Alice have never crossed the line to be tied to the person they wanted.

This was, in a sense, a choice that compelled me to make a decision. Now is the only time to pull it off. Discard your engagement and make contact with your son-in-law candidate.

If this engagement spreads and Ars is captured as a sinner without doubt or sunshine, the damage the Favel family will take is immeasurable. It was a distressing case so far.

He says the inconvenience will hang, but things have already gotten too big.

"Mother, may I have your engagement?

"I don't mind."

On an abrupt offer, Froze pulls an engagement letter she was having trouble disposing of from a locked drawer.

The question was whether it was a good thing to discard this early. Though promised, they usually have to be destroyed immediately after the nobility ruling (Tempram) is over, but this has a use for it.

Even though it was not a formal engagement when it was stamped, Froze felt her shoulder load come down.

Parchment is thick. A symbol of the weight of something called marriage.

Tesfir broke off the paper with each other's signatures vigorously from the middle at the same time as he received it.

――

Froze swallows words at a stage where the gap reaches medium. And the engagement letter that changed into half beautifully loses its effectiveness as well.

Inside, my daughter is too shallow and has a headache. But maybe this isn't what Froze would say anyway.

With this engagement, we can intervene in the problems the Favels have with Ars for good reason, but it's also a beating. A rare son-in-law to let him escape, but at the same time Chip becomes a home. How many generations can you bet on the Favel family that lasted?

It could even be subject to punishment as an accomplice to the worst.

That's why it's too late for this to happen that I was having trouble handling it. No, maybe he was giving it to Tesfir with such a hunch.

So I don't pinch my mouth, and I don't scold you for being shallow about it.

It's just...

"Is that good?" I just had to make sure. Slow down and stand with the Favels on your back. Her decision makes the later Favel family.

I had nothing more to say if I had no regrets about that decision.

"Yes, I don't just want to pull Al's leg with something like this. You'll be the kind of woman who gets signed up from Al even if you don't have this stuff. I'll turn him around and show him. So I know it's a minor thing, but I just don't want to make a difference to my promise."

Rin's standing showed another growth as a nobleman.

While my child is happy to grow up, I also feel lonely. I was reminded that children grow up out of the sight of their parents - that they cannot illuminate the invisible darkness forever.

I outrun my parents, and now I outrun the hand I was pulling for you, and my child pulls herself.

Then Froze was determined to let go of his connected hand, saying that there was no stopping that step, that as a parent, it was something he should not do. Still, I guess you can still get lost in the road, even then you can show them with your hands on your shoulders.

If you stop walking, you can gently push your back. That's all there is to it.

I felt a little sorry for myself when I realized it now.

"Alice, too?

"I'm just like Fia. It's not what happens right away, but if you can help Al at all, if you want Al to be there, that's fine with me. I like it, but right now I wish Al had a place I could be, and if he didn't, I'd like to make it. So... so... I wish I was there."

Alice, so red tided that she even let the steam rise, ran out to the end as she supported it.

She also shows signs of growing up as one woman again.

Is there something I can do for both of them? "No," Froze muttered in her chest. If there's anything they can do, it's only when they really want it.

That's it for sentimental feelings. To put it that way, we get to the point as we draw our cheeks to Selva, who stains our tears like handkerchiefs behind our backs.

But Tesfir and Alice raised their voices to ask if they had similar questions.

"So I think your mother's busy, too, but could you train us?

"We've been watching Al for a long time, so what do I do..."

My daughter just reached out to make me feel sorry for her somewhere.

I thought it was too soon for anything, but I can't get my hands on it only this time.

"You can't neglect co-education before that. All you have to do is train. I'm sure Mr. Ars wasn't looking only for simple magical powers, either?

"Also, thighs of course!!

My suspicious daughter was still anxious. I just have to trust that I don't consider it good to take a break from college, etc.

"Really? Don't go wrong because in the end of the fall you just disappoint him...... Selva...... Selva!

"Ha, hi!?

Sipping his nose, the old butler held two parcels from the top of the vase table placed at the end of the butler's desk.

Both of them tilt their little necks to considerable thickness.

I received the whole thing as if I had no idea.

"There's no curtain for me to leave when it comes to your training."

"That's it!?

"Oh, look inside."

Tesfir unwraps the carefully packaged package with a slight look on his face.

And I saw it from inside with Chirali. Tesfir rejected it reflexively.

"Gee!!

"Oh..."

What a prospective manual.

Some history book, is again as thick as an inventory.

If I scrolled with parallax, Alice's training details were detailed - with shitty illustrations. There's something different about Tesfir.

And Tesfir also looked difficult at first and peered inside, but gradually the look became motivating.

This was manualized by Ars against the two of them, in case they pre-noted later training details. Should I even call it a menu table, though there is more thickness there than even textbooks.

Beginning with the table of contents and ending with over 300 pages.

And it's obvious to whom the guidebook is addressed. The contents that could be said to be personal only were even written about Alice and Tesfir habits.

Seeing it, Tesfir flies the page instantly with a glance at her face.

The pointy mouth. Maybe because he felt like he knew everything about himself, even though he knew nothing about Ars.

"Okay, maybe Mr. Ars assumed to some extent. Magic is a pile of days."

Once closed, the two carve Froze's advice directly from the front into their chests.

The nodded face was full of enthusiasm to do it.

Suddenly, Froze added, it was.

"Speaking of which, do you two know Budona's workshop?

Frose reassembles his leg as a little surprised that the two of them had known the name he was called away.

It's Froze, who was in the military, and you can't possibly not know Budona, who has been entrusted with the manufacture of AWR since then. She didn't like Budona, who was just too artisanal and stubborn.

If you put it in a way that doesn't put clothes on your teeth, the army itself would have been spared.

No matter, its skill is first-class. Even if she doesn't admit it, she's a famous artisan who is even said to have no strangers within AWR's technocrats.

It was therefore visible to walk away from the army.

"For once, it's familiar."

"You're that grandpa."

Does Alice have a lot of familiarity, the opposite of an unscrupulous response?

With that in mind, Froze recalls what Loki said during the ruling of the nobility (Tempram).

"I'm keeping a message from Mr. Ars. Ask Fia about Budona's workshop once. I haven't been told the details, either. I told him once."

"Yes. But what is it?"

"Wouldn't you know if you went?

It was common to both Tesfir and Alice that there were no verses in mind. Roaring, Tesfir thinks. If so, would it be a deposit?

Maybe that means keeping it for me until Ars gets back.

"Nominated for the fair."

Alice shrugged with an unfortunate face, but I haven't even heard Tesfir keep thinking about it even though I have no idea.

It would be just great in the sense of depositing something. Already all of Ars' labs have been seized, so the shell.

It was also believed that he had been evacuated to a workshop in Budona in order not to be seized.

"Whatever it is, you have to go. You don't know."

"Right ~. I wish you'd tell me in advance what it is anyway"

It's a saying because I can't do that, but no one pinches my mouth. I wouldn't mind if this were a regular magician or AWR craftsman, but if a genius says to Budona, a famous master named Ars, there's no limit to what he can expect to be patrolled.