Shut-in Magician

Siu was given an invitation by Yeld, sidelined by Kilik making a fuzzy, big stretch. The finest, touchy solid paper is pressed with the Stayburn national crest in golden foil. It is further waxed, with prints that I have never seen.

As I searched the nobility register in my brain, I hit the crest list.

"The Count Bolerius family?

"... amazing, do you remember this? The crest of our country alone can be quite a bit."

"Even the ghost of memory said he didn't want to remember, that crest?

"Oh, no, uh, I feel like I saw it somewhere"

If I misled him, Kilik half-eyed. but it was a worry.

"Is Marx-Borelius doing something extra over there? It's not like you can even remember a kid like Siu. One of these days, you're dismissing the minister!

"Dear Kilik. Don't ask for that without paying for it."

"Oh, no, we haven't heard anything. I haven't heard anything!

Vasquez, the Dean of the College, who was as silent as a shellfish, was hastily pinching his mouth. Dronek seems to have a flying spirit. I'm looking in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Uh, can I open it?

"Rather open it. I want to make sure. I don't think I'm doing anything like" daughter-in-law. "

"Ha."

"You don't know? They say there are many wives and aunts in every aristocratic house. Muddy a lot more than ordinary people, it's the aristocratic world that's shady and disgusting. It's a celebration party. Uh, I don't want to go!

"... even I'm going to be patient."

My lips got pointy by accident. Kilik just makes stretches and laughs.

I have no choice but to open the seal and see what's inside.

"What's a Friday night, the day after tomorrow? It's a long time ago."

"It was decided yesterday, but a lot of things, it's hard to navigate. Some people don't want to call the common people."

"I wanted to support you."

"I vote for Siu, too."

"Dear Kilik. Don't be silly. Now let me take a look at the contents....... There seems to be no particular problem. I'll pick you up after noon on the day, at your home, would you mind?

"Uh, where do you do dressing? Speaking of which, how can I go to borrow the clothes Count Brosfeld said he would lend me? Depends."

"They'll send you to my house. You should get dressed there. It'll be easy if you take the carriage with me."

"Then I'll ask you directly at home. I'll interrupt you after lunch."

"... home. Sounds fresh."

"Shall I re-say your mansion?

"... Yeld, you, you wouldn't be educating weird, would you? Siu looks like you for some reason."

"Dear Kilik, because you are not sloppy. Please hold on a little tighter."

Not at all, and with a sigh of sigh, Yeld returned the invitation to Siu.

"Courtesy won't have to worry too much. I asked the dean earlier, but you think he's already learned in advanced classes. And some failures are adorable. I think it's good to be a child, so you may dare to try"

"... but you make jokes, Mr. Yeld"

"Oh."

Raise one eyebrow and have some fun. He doesn't look like he's having fun, but he's got that kind of air.

"Siu, can you read Yeld's complexion? Wow, I still can't do that."

"I'm not good at abdominal arts. Well, we'll be free with this, too. Sa, Dear Kilik, I'm still stuck with my plans. You've had enough rest here, haven't you? I'll come."

"Heh."

And Kilik left, like a calf pulled away from his parents and pulled away by a farmer.

Siu, who was left, turned his poor gaze back to Vasquez, bowing his head, only for a moment to the still grumpy Dronek.

"I disturbed you. Well, I'll be back because I have class."

I said excuse me and I left the room, but things didn't seem to change for a while inside.

Back in the classroom, most of my classmates came together and were intrigued and questioned.

If I had answered every one of them, my advice would fly to every one of them in the same way.

"In that case, you should call me Count Brosfeld."

You know,

"One of the backshields is as Oscarius Borderline Uncle, and there will be many more behind it, because nobility cares so much about the order. Be careful."

etc.

Algheo and others strained and coached Siu.

"You're an adventurer, aren't you? Then I can't even call myself a common man, so should I not be incorporated into a faction of nobility? You were born in Salvadoran territory. Then you should also keep your face connected to Uncle Saluel. He asks my father to care about you. [M] At the celebration, you should definitely go say hello to Uncle Oscarius Borderline. Like?"

Behind it was chaos in the classroom with enviable looking surroundings and Alestro laughing bitterly on the side.

"Than that, Siu, the day after tomorrow. So you're off school?

Leon put his arms around me and asked. Each other, they had never been out of school, so they were all buddies after a duty award.

"I'll be out in the morning. He said he's a graduate student this afternoon, and in this case, he's going to be special. Half an order from the state? Because it's like"

"Right. Then the battle will continue."

"Was that a battle?

"No?

Rigdor grinned with his belly over Leon's blurry appearance.

I look at Leon with a smiling grin around him, too, so he looked like one of the bad guys, but I didn't say it back in particular.

Leon has also become very familiar with this class, and even with the gathering of people from aristocracy in this way, he has become unwilling to intrude into conversation.

Neither did the noble sons discriminate openly against the common Sioux, because Argueo, who was like their leader, began to speak often to Sioux.

Did we just understand each other that there are things we don't know because of our birth?

Besides, everyone has survived that exercise. That seems to be creating a sense of union, and we still have hedgeless conversations everywhere.

"Do you play games with each other?

"You say you throw gloves at them? I'm not throwing."

"Throw gloves. What are you gonna do?

"Aren't we supposed to throw each other at each other?

Well, there were a lot of things that didn't make sense.

By the way, it seems that as one of the battles for pride between the nobles, it exists once and for all.

However, once they have given the letter to the other party in advance and have confirmed that it contains the mark of a third party, they submit it to the House of Lords, obtain the acknowledgement, and then do it in the arena, etc.

They don't hit the other person's chest with a white glove like the one in the story, etc. They don't do ordinary aristocrats because bumping gloves is such an unproductive act, or an act of looking down.

We were all late for class this afternoon.

If Argeo honestly apologized to the teacher, he could forgive me.

If I thought the special case was amazing, I was taught that I was simply obsessed with a high-ranking aristocratic child. It was also the high-ranking aristocrat Arestro who taught me, and they use that function surprisingly conveniently.

The aristocratic child has seemed steadfast since he was little.

At the end of the class, he headed to the teacher's holding room to report back to his mat.

"Oh, Dean Vasquez tells me. The afternoon after tomorrow?

"Yes."

"Nevertheless, good. I want to go to a celebration or something."

"Is that what it is?

"Well, it's a dream. Admire the splendid world of the royal castle, eat something delicious and dance with the beautiful ladies! What if I were to dance with the princess?"

"... you're a surprisingly romantic"

"Uh-uh."

"Haha. By the way, I heard you say dance, but do you have to dance?

"The dance will accompany the party. You'd learn to be polite, wouldn't you? Siu must have been an advanced class."

And I quickly took one out of a pile of documents scattered all over the place, and, yeah, I nodded, and smiled slightly when I saw Siu.

"The rating from Dr. Yvonne is stiff, so be it. At first, it seems to take a critical point, but it says that this is not a dance, it is like a dance of a tribe on the border."

Swing a piece of paper that looks like a pimple and rating table and laugh fun.

When Siu half-eyed and stared at Matt, he had just pulled in a laugh, but there was zero hidden grin on his face.

"Fair enough. Have fun. Dance, meals, and then a look at tension? Good luck with that."

"... I don't want to work hard or have fun. I hate to go, but it's not funny or anything. Oh, if you could replace Dr. Matt, I'd like to replace him."

"Do this, say what you envy. It's a luxury problem."

Matt put down the paper he was waving around laughing at and then he got a serious look.

"... found the merit of evacuating the students and the point of occurrence, and even communicated their position to the Dragon Knights. That alone is an amazing feat. You did something amazing. Come to the royal castle with your breasts up. That's good."

"Ha."

"I have no hegemony! Oh, and tell me later what it was like. Why don't you teach everyone in the classroom and your classmates will be happy? Do it. Do it. Then go easy the day after tomorrow."

And he banged Siu's shoulder like a hot blood teacher and was pushed out of the room by the momentum.