Shut-in Magician

As everyone talked in the dining room, Amalia, whose eyes turned bright red after a while, and Kirik, with a puzzled face, returned.

Leaving Amalia to the samurai, Kilik called Cyril and the others to leave their seats. I pinched it in my little ear, which was a little puffy, and apparently she was angry, "What kind of education are Amalia's samurai getting to leave their daughter alone?"

If I thought it was time for Cyril to explain the spirit of this trip, I'd be called in for advice.

Of Kilik's room, he sat on the couch with an indescribable expression when he was passed to the small room where he was replacing the office.

"I was deceived and the breath of my political enemies, and I was about to be forced to marry an older grandfather who had broken up with his wife and died? You think I brought you here because you're pathetic?

I bounced one eyebrow up to see if he was unhappy or something and was in a bad mood.

When I looked at Cyril, he was gazing out the window pretending to be unfamiliar. As far as I could get it done, I realized for the most part whether we were only talking that far.

"Well, it fits."

Nodding, Kilik put his foot on the table behaving badly and started complaining.

"Didn't that grandpa get too busy telling you that a girl like that can't hold up a friggin 'conversation with you?

"That's right."

"So you secretly missed us while your grandfathers were cleaning up their enemies?

"Well, it fits."

"What the hell, man?"

Kilik finally laughed at Siu for repeating the same dialogue.

"Nevertheless, you've forgiven me well. And my parents, but so is Vixtreme's grandfather."

"I was reluctant. But I tried to convince him that it would be better to spend time there mentally than in the mansion without even being in the social world as depressed."

"... how dare I come with you"

He looked frightened, but Kilik smiled and praised him for doing well.

"That talent, you can't let it bury you. No body."

"You don't have sympathy as a person?

When Siu penetrated, he looked hazy for some reason, then missed his gaze.

Jeez, staring back, Kilik sighed back at Siu after wandering his gaze.

"I think it's normal for a nobleman. It just sounds disgusting when I say it. I've been doing whatever I want... I think it's pathetic in that sense. Especially for that hand girl. It'll be hard. More like this, a noble woman would have endured it."

"Kirik. I wanted to say it once, okay?

"Yeah?"

"You know, even Kilik's loathsome aristocratic women didn't do that from the beginning, did they? Perfume and stylishness are all served that way, and I don't know why because there was no other way to live."

"... I know."

"Kilik has also lived a difficult life since he was born as a child of nobility, you know. That's what I'd hate to hear if I told you."

Guh, and I jammed my throat and Kirik half-eyed.

"I have some respect for the people who are pushed inside the boundaries and still scratch their feet to live there. Even women who only talk about fashion, if they say it individually, must have something. Kirik didn't even complain, and I wish I could try a little serious pageant. Or I don't like women, I like men..."

"Ooh!

Please, stop, I assure you that's all there is to it, and Kirik clapped his shoulders.

"All right, all right. Think"

"Well, think about it. I have just the right person."

"... what?

Exactly. Cyril seems surprised by this, too. He stares at Siu with a surprised face. As far as he was concerned, he seemed to try to take it more subtly in peace, but there was also a verse from earlier conversations in the garden and from what I'm saying now that Kirik himself assumed there would never be, so I cut him in.

"So there's this pathetic woman who's been advised to marry a much older man who's broken up with his wife."

"Oh, man."

"And they even have kids."

"What?

I tried to lay low about how old I was and about my gender. Stir up Kirik's anxiety.

"And then suddenly in the middle of a night club, trying to take me into an empty room so I could take my arms and drag them"

"Ahhh!?

Kirik's face got worse. Siu went on to slap him.

"Besides, he told the throwaway dialogue, 'Stop playing with dolls because they're so lame'. Kirik said it was an act of crushing talent."

Wrinkles leaned between my eyebrows and became the face of the displeasure itself. Even people who are used to it will think they're scared.

"You're a faction of political opponents, and you're going to be the worst noble marriage you've ever been married to."

"... but why have you gotten so far behind your back?

Seems to have calmed down a bit.

Siu, smiling a little bitterly, began the story he knew.

You're a woman who doesn't do shit! and although he was blocked several times along the way, Kilik gave me a general idea. He knows about Hildegard, too, and he's reacting amazing as he's input as someone he doesn't like.

And when the conversation was over, Kilik glanced at Siu.

"You, you're willing to push me!

"Because I thought it was just fine. Of course, I can't help it if we're not compatible with each other. Even if it's a match, it'll have a good natural shape. Above all, Kirik is my father's equal and trustworthy partner. Amalia is a dear friend and she knows her temper. I was wondering if it would fit, so I brought him in."

"I brought you here, it's easy. Hey."

He looked frightened and then leaned back against the back of the couch.

"Where's Baba? Or is that why Lord Kaspar is here? Ah."

He feels like he's been hit, and he's lost his power.

I did that for a while, but I woke up gabbling and got a serious look.

"She doesn't know, naturally, does she?

"I don't know. And he doesn't seem to know much about romance either. He didn't feel like admiring anyone, and he wanted to make a golem anyway, so I hope he marries someone who would allow him to do that kind of research."

"Right."

Then he seemed to be curious to escort me and see how it went.

"... but, hey, I feel sorry for him."

"Why?"

"I'm a lot older, too. And in that neighborhood."

I guess I didn't really look for someone until now because of the drawbacks around it. Maybe he thought it was a bad idea if he wasn't the one who could work hard there, or maybe this was Kirik's kindness.

"You know what? I'll tell you how Amalia tried to make a golem."

"Yeah?"

"He wanted to make a knight. He doesn't want to see people die in his place."

"... Really?"

"I know a lot about being protected, and I still think she wanted to protect the people around her."

"Oh."

"I don't think anyone deserves the wife of a neighborhood lord more than she does. I don't think it matters how old you are. At last, how broad and deep that heart is."

Well, he muttered small, and Kirik seemed to laugh.

"Well, well, let's try her best to like it"

Cyril and the others were surprised that you were going to point Kirik forward.

In the afternoon, he traveled by ground dragon to Creal Street.

By the time I arrived, I didn't see any more signs of crying on Amalia's face. I guess Jilda worked hard on your makeup.

Feeling clearer too, we enjoyed the evening's Riding Beast qualifying race together.

We didn't have time to get into the inn right away, but we also ate meals in the dining room, which became the norm, with everyone.

Anyway, fun, she was always smiling.

The next day I watched the race in the morning. The qualifying finals begin on Tuesday, so it will be the final slip in the qualifying round the day before. That's why there were so many temperamental matches.

At noon I decided to take it freely while hanging out with the Rigdors and the city.

I also bought each of the things I wanted to eat because there were many stalls out there, and I would sit down and eat at a table that the stalls were serving jointly. but it was brilliantly full of meat dishes.

"This is what a boy of his age would buy."

I'm frightened.

Well, I left it up to Dan and Rufino and the others to buy it just because I don't care about Caspar and the like.

"We need to eat proper vegetables."

When I got the vegetable stir-fried with curry powder out of the magic bag, it was surprisingly all eaten.

Men seem to accept that it is easier to eat than raw vegetables and that flavoring is still curry.

"Sweat erupts, but this, okay"

"You're still making this in Latricia, Siu."

Rigdor and Christoph were saying that while eating.

"Still, it's so hot in here, isn't it?"

"They're pulling water into the park and cooling it down. You think you're passing under this cobblestone, too?"

"Well, it's like the water capital of the Augusta Empire."

The ancient empire had elaborate urban construction, and in the hot south it used large quantities of water. For a lot of money, the mechanism that required a lot of magic is naturally not inherited today.

I could still say that I was able to recreate the time with a genuine effort.

"The fountain works well, too."

"Right, Siu. It feels so cool visually."

"When there's a fountain in Latricia, I'm worried it's going to freeze, so I figured the city would look different on the land."

and so on, and spent the day.