Shut-in Magician

Night air pours in loosely. Fei Long's wind magic was shaking.

"Anyway, I can't help but wonder. You're like a demonic woman. Sarah, I was wondering if you ran into a boy hobby."

"Oh, is Sarah a lover?

"Buha, oh, man, don't! That woman, she's just rotten."

The rush is strange the other way around, but the person is desperate to deny it, so I nod.

Something bothered me more than that.

The condition of the Fei Long is slightly strange.

Kirik doesn't seem to notice, still denying her relationship with Sarah or telling her how much she loved her late husband.

A little while later, Fei Long's movements reverted.

I don't know, was it hard to maintain altitude or something? Or did you have a hard time stabilizing it with a gust of wind?

This was only the second time I rode a flying dragon, and Siu didn't even think deeply because the Kiliks didn't care.

Kilik's story eventually went as far as to the point that he had partied a long time ago to do something like an adventurer.

Upon arrival in the territorial capital, he hurried back to the mansion and rushed to the basement of the building for transfer with his luggage.

Enter the Metastatic Gate with the same members as when you came.

Sven's chant seemed to be the type to preload, and it was because of the bumps and squeals.

"Okay, let's go."

The metastasis begins with the words.

So I noticed. I'm going. - It's the last activated key.

I laughed unexpectedly because I went crazy.

but by the time we arrived, the laughing face had disappeared. I still think there's a time difference.

"It's gonna take a while, isn't it?

And I asked Yeld, who happened to be lying next to me, and she looked suspicious.

"For a few seconds or so, have we not progressed between metastases?

"No. A metastasis is an instantaneous flight."

"Oh, really? Yeah."

Though I disguised myself as the wind that I didn't know - I was curious.

Then Sven, who remained in the form of dropping off everyone who walked out, approached him as he soothed.

"Ah, Mr. Sven"

"To someone before, has he been transferred, has he?

"Huh?"

"You know, if you don't use these gates and fly individually, you don't feel a time difference."

"Really?

"Through the gate, a construction ceremony? Looks like it'll take some time to read, and I learned that from a big spatial magic senior."

"That's who you are."

"What, I'm a court magician. Siu, don't you know? You go to magic school, right? If you're a student at a magic school, you naturally aspire, don't you?

I hope you don't say it as if the court magician were a wizard's longing.

Sure, although many kids in schools attended by wizard chicks have the goal of becoming court magicians.

"I'm Dr. Berhelt-Asmus, a first-degree court magician. You know his name, don't you?

Siu nodded vaguely.

I pulled all the nobles out of the record bank, but I don't.

I noticed and looked at my wife. It's the Royer calendar, one, three, five years. It was issued ten years ago.

"... recently became a nobleman?

"Oh, yeah. You've always said you didn't want to be, but you seem to have been slapped that a first-degree court magician is not a nobleman. I wonder when. I gave him a baron seven to eight years ago."

I am as innocently happy as I am.

I guess this guy is a very honest and kind guy.

"My teacher treated me very well."

I say with a distant eye. Its eyes were filled with joy, not so much nostalgia, but escaped misery. He seemed like a tough teacher.

There's only one person in this country right now who owns Space Magic Level Five.

If I said that, I'd be like a rose that I was below that level. Is that okay?

"Did the teacher say he felt a time difference when walking through the metastasis gate?

"Yes, yes. That was the story. My teacher used to say that I didn't feel good when I went through people's built metastasis gates, and you got mad at me. Even though there is a time difference, others are happy to pass in an instant, and unnecessarily angry."

Looks like an angry teacher.

"Anyway, I told you every day it's easiest to fly individually."

Were you angry every day? Seems like a pretty tough teacher. I knew I didn't want to be a court magician.

"But you had a hard time getting involved. Trap? That, you don't like it. I don't like it when I transfer normally, but I'm still not used to it, and that forces me to fly. All right, all right."

Pathetically, I was stroked in the head.

I guess he's basically a good guy. I'm sorry I seem to be cheating, but I told the story without right his mistakes.

It was a late hour, so I had no choice but to accept it, having been advised to stay by the family order Liberto.

Ferres seemed to be sleeping already, too, so I felt sorry for him.

I was led straight to the room and the bath turned down and went to sleep.

I was about to go out early the next morning and Liberto came in a hurry and apologized.

"I forgot to give you a pass to the aristocratic district. I'm so sorry. Did you make it through the main entrance?"

"Oh, no, it was fine because someone else gave it to me."

Look, I showed him, but Liberto gave me a passport with the back of the Oscarius border uncle.

"Uh, but"

"Please, bring it. There is no futility in any number of these things. There are only a few places to use them, but they're powerful when you say they're here."

After being made an in-depth statement, Siu received it with a bitter smile.

What a frontier uncle he was himself.

"My husband is still asleep, so please don't drop me off -"

"No, I'm just up early. Thanks for your help. Would you tell me that you were grateful to Kilik as well"

Riverto smiled and admitted, looking down at Siu with eyes that looked at his grandson, then sent him away.

I said no, but he escorted me to the gate.

For that reason, I was able to swing through the main entrance.

I hurried back to the house and showed my face to Grandpa Stan in my mother's house.

It was conveyed by subordinate communication magic, but it was still worrying.

"What, I'm glad you're safe. Look, I'm gonna be late for school."

Come on, he slapped me in the ass, went back to get dressed and then ran with Ferres to school.

Ferres, you want to ride yourself? I have shown my back in a condition like this, but once I was not yet a complete adult, I was given back "when I grew up" and I was swept away.

We're done here! and he shook his tail and hit me.

I kept it a secret that Rigdor and the others went to visit Oscarius Borderline Uncle's territory over the weekend.

However, he only tells me that he had turned down an invitation to play and that he had been called to the mansion.

Then, as soon as I got to school, I got a questioning attack from Rigdor.

"Hey, was Fei Long there? How'd it go? Got on?"

It seemed to say that you were excited about your face.

Antony is uncommonly excited, too, and he comes stuck in the sioux.

"Hey, I knew Uncle Borderline's house was full of armor? I'd like to go, too."

"I've never bothered you either, so I'd like to go once."

That's Alestro.

"You've never been anywhere near home?

If you ask,

"It's something you can't normally go to."

And they laughed bitterly.

They're not like a house of ordinary people. Sure, I don't know if I can bother you even though I don't need you.

"Uncle Borderline doesn't even throw parties."

"It is."

"If I had a wife, that would happen, though. He's always been single."

Yeah, and when I was responding raw, Martina rarely joined the conversation.

"Were there any friendly women or anything like that?

I had trouble answering for a moment because I heard it with a twinkly face, but Alice was embarrassed from side to side with a whisper.

"Don't stop now. What are we going to do with the rumors?"

The aristocratic woman was most happy to hear the rumors, but this is how you gather information! It got a little scary when I thought.

Of all these girls, women are women.

"So, how was it? Who's going to be your wife?

I'm afraid of my eyes, and if I don't, I apologize for Alice's bright red face, and Rigdor laughs a lot, and Antony and Arestro laugh on their shoulders.

The person in question left his seat with a twinge after patting his eyes.