Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Lynne, dressed to poor maid clothes, was stuck in a working pattern, hand-held. I want to help, but I don't know what I'm doing.

Still, I stand perfectly as a first-rate maid, but it was Ars who called me up this time, and Lynne is on the guest side.

There was nothing for Lynne to do because Loki was in charge of all the chores in this room as a maid.

Still nothing to do at all, that didn't mean. Lynne holds down her painful body with a flickering peek at Loki cleaning up the equipment on the side.

Sometimes I'm sorry, but either housework is something I like and do before I'm good at it. These made-up clothes are also admired for their Lynne character.

But now I couldn't neglect two curious beautiful girls in front of me.

"Mr. Lynne......"

"What is it? Mr. Tesphere?"

I suppose the cheeks that stain red in the sky are because Tesfir is my only child. They yearn for sister-like existence and sister-like existence. Ferrinella also has the same atmosphere as her sister, but because of her position as a nobleman, she can't feel like a true sister.

"Can I see the demon eye?

"Yes, I don't mind."

"Oh, can I, too?

"Yes, go ahead"

That's what I said. The two peek into Lynne's eyes. The magical formula that floated thinly flowed to colour her eyes.

"Beautiful" words that leak to the lid. Her eyes were as beautiful as jewels, and so clear.

"With that said, I sometimes see my own demon eyes, but I've never seen any other demon eyes. And I was told I was going to dwell on death. [Ezeforye lacquered] I just want to see it for once...... So Dear Ars"

I expected it from the flow of the story, but I didn't expect the firepowder to fly. Whatever it is, it is when we begin to be aware of control that Ars' eyes show their characteristics as demonic eyes. Normally, normal eyes......

"Do you want to live in death?

It's an abrupt question, but Alice said, "You mean he's dead?" Ask the holder in front of you. Regardless, there is an Ars who is the holder, so it is too much of a dodgy question.

Just a little bit. Lynne gave me a troubled look. That got me lost in deciding how far I should teach about the demonic eye, but in the end I start opening my mouth without difficulty because of the legend level story.

"I'm not going to scare you, but all of them are said to be demonic eyes. Because there are parts of it that have long been considered unknown and feared as curses and sneaks, as well as divine punishment and disease. In it, Ethefoe's [living in death] eye is the name given to him to die instantly when he opens his eyes."

Actually, there's a simpler reason.

"It's because of the enormous amount of magic you use when you open your eyes. There are probably nearly a hundred demon eye openers so far. Am I correct in saying that those who were able to control themselves, like Mr. Lynne, took their lives rather than having enough with one hand as far as I know? It should be less if you can handle it freely."

A number that doesn't leave the realm of speculation, but Ars thinks maybe more. Because it is something that cannot be confirmed to exist until it is expressed as a demonic eye. Not to mention the need for the eye opener to continue to indulge in the rampage.

The two of them were just listening in silence about this. I don't know what to say.

Still...

"Was Mr. Lynne in trouble, too?

The bloody face made Tesfir unconsciously ask. That even Ars shouldn't have touched on it and never talked about it before.

But Tesfir's questioning just surprised Lynne. People who don't really like to be cared for, and inexplicably ask, are out of the question.

But she had her spicy face pointed at Lynne even though it was about someone else.

"Right," Lynne opens her mouth, smiling slightly.

"Sometimes I was in custody in my case, but maybe I'm glad that's the other way around. Otherwise, you would have crushed both eyes yourself."

I guess it was good because there were signs of demonic eye expression by chance. Abduction incarceration just in the name of protection. He was confined to quarantine facilities until the time of the demonic eye opening as a subject of compulsory human experimentation.

If you crush your eyes, your chances of helping will increase, if you don't crush them, you will almost be eaten of magic and killed. Drive your brain crazy to death. Lynne was made blind in a situation where she had only two choices, and even continued to endure crazy waves when she opened her eyes.

Lynne was helpful, even when she was dying. Maybe I was lucky.

The demon eye was able to adapt and control Lynne's body just before she sucked all the magic out of it.

However, I am also certain that it was in the same condition as the abolitionists.

The days of organizing within me, vast amounts of visual information scratching my brain visibly went on. I was used to that - maybe paralyzed - when two years had passed since I opened my eyes.

Using the Devil's Eye to escape, she later met Cicernia, and she was able to change dramatically.

"But if you think you have it now, it's worth the effort."

An unusual grin directed at such a young girl.

And to get back to it, "So let me see," Lynne pulls Ars' hand.

Ars, who was forced to sit semi-compulsorily, peered into the eyes of the three of them, as he had made Lynne earlier.

There's no way you're going to hear me when I claim to be "nothing."

"There's no magic ceremony like Mr. Lynne's..."

"Right. It might be a shame..."

"Hey!!

After being treated like a spectacle, I guess Ars won't listen when he says, "So I told you," a faint and fragile protest. These two would be the only two people who would be terribly rude to be discouraged when they were below expectations rather than satisfied if they weren't beyond expectations.

Despite being an eye with no change of philosophy whatsoever, I'm peering all the way in like I was floated by heat... how is this?

"But maybe it's because it's all under control," Lynne followed and finished first.

I'm not sure if there will actually be a magic formula in Ars' eyes either. Because the sensation of the person is eroded as if it hung on the edge of the eye.

Having managed to escape his predicament, Ars distanced Loki in search of an escape.

"Good luck. It's still a peculiar force."

"I may be... but I'm tired"

A bitter laugh toward Ars as if he had been waiting.

Loki didn't get into a stop because he's been hesitant to get Ars into those rings. Out of the blue, it was Loki who thought he saw something good.

Think about it afterwards, and be around to prepare a drink well.

Tesfir and Alice hitting Lynne with various questions after that, just like training.

To such a sight, I thought Ars saw something like a female-specific sense of fellowship. Whether we should get along soon or not reluctantly, it seemed like we were breaking it down for the first time we met, either way.

Is that why I dare not pinch my mouth about training? I guess not all training and study is learning. Sometimes you should have the knowledge that people give you.

Because Ars and not everything was earned on its own.

As a magician, I wish I had Ars first, and the inside has the Führer, who is the top of the inside, and because he has that proximity, what he gets from her is also a necessary experience.

That's why magic has color. It's not lineage, it colors life itself.

Fu and Ars saw the equipment Loki forgot to clean up. It's the kind of laboratory equipment that is most inherently in the back and never gets to use it so much.

Loki, who followed Ars' gaze, asked for help with the equipment.

"Al, it's the equipment over there, but it's a little heavy, and I just need a breather, so can you help me?

"Oh, you know what? Don't worry, I'll do it..."

Ars, standing up with his cup down, just before pressing the trolley under the equipment, visits as he recalls.

"Mr. Lynne. Once you use this, you can look up some items for this test, but what do you want to do?

It's like a medical exam, and I don't need to go through it again because I've already taken blood. It was a proposition to the extent that if it were to be complete.

"Dear Ars, what is that all about?

"It's a simple test...... do you guys want to do a little research?

It is really a labor-free test. I don't need to change, but is there a time?

All of a sudden, Tesfir and Alice confirm each other's intentions as to what to do.

If you say one person will probably do it, a degree of patrolling to get on with it.

"Sure around here," Ars says, taking out the container provided beside the equipment and sticking it out in front of the three of them.

"I just need to put it out on this"

"" "Yes?

What was offered was a paper cup with a line of memory inside.

Let it out, and the reaction of the three immediately after they told me was a grand way of pulling the cheeks apart. And the face stained with the bright red you see reveals the rage of quiet.

"So, let me out... you can't be!!

It was Tesfir who cut off his anger. More red dyed than my own hair color, wana wana and unspoken anger are enclosed in my expression.

"Uh, yeah, I know what the test is. But even so, he's a classmate boy. Exactly..."

Alice is out of sight making a fist lightly gripped on her thighs and knees.

"Dear Ars, that is exactly what I will say no to"

Lynne also politely puts in a no. From the point of view of the proximity of the Führer, health care is not a good idea, for example, for someone who can make that much more obvious to someone he doesn't know or know.

"May I, Master Ars? I don't really want to say it, but that's usually not a good idea in front of a woman. I mean moral...... I know it's right, and I know it doesn't have a lower heart, but it's a girl of my age, including me. Pay more attention...... and explore another way. Give me your full strength."

Linne's cheeks also remained slightly reddish, creating an atmosphere somewhere like her sister's to preach. I hate to say it if I can, but I may still have felt something like a responsibility that I can't help but say.

Regardless of rank or position, for some reason Lynne was anxious about Ars' life at the college.

"Eh, so is that. Blood sampling is more certain, and..."

Now, because of the awkwardness that can't be a joke, Ars will try to offer an escape route.

Blood tests are more reliable in modern medicine than fecal tests, and moreover, it is more certain to analyze magic information in every corner.

Now the bomb, which first set itself loose into a detour, sank... it looked like it was.

"Heh, heh. Unless it's sloppy. You can't even manage your health. It's less than second class."

When he pulled the paper cup out of Sassassa's and Ars's hands, Loki slowly placed it directly under his legs, halfway between them.

- Was there a fire of confrontation here!?

I'm not sure if it's against nature that Lynne showed during palpation earlier.

In front of everyone Loki slowly bends over in shame, slightly bending forward. Her pulls and trembling hands were plugged into her skirt and all she could see was the movement of her hands down something a little bit.

"Hey hey hey!!!!"

"Mr. Loki. What are you doing? Aah!!

Tesfir makes an odd noise and takes Loki's arms first to hold them down with all his might.

It was followed by a gong of the start of sermon time to correct the mistake of what Lynne was about to loki in a startling voice.

"What are you doing! This much I can do. Let me try."

Alice then rushes first to the side of Ars and hurries to block her vision with her body, holding her ears with both hands.

"Don't look, don't ask"

After a while, he managed to get rid of the incident, only by turning his face to the two men who desperately hung Loki's oddities behind him.

Ars sighed heavily, feathering a serious look at Alice's face at close range to be embraced.

"Do you want to drain all the blood once?

and he mouthed like that as he piqued his eyebrow butt reaction.