Shut-in Magician

Time like the Tea Party, which invited a friend of the aristocracy, was helpful when Caspar partitioned it almost well.

Anyway, if you're going to talk about the classes you're learning, I don't know how to have a conversation specific to nobility, and honestly, I'm not at all willing to remember where the house is because I'm not interested. So I couldn't even understand it, it was just that I recorded it as a memory.

I was responding raw to Heh and Hmm and Oliver laughed at me along the way.

"If it's that boring, shall we talk about something different?

"No. Oh, but would you like me to make you a snack and bring it"

"Oh, like"

When Caspar laughed and admitted to Siu's dialogue to escape, Fabian shouted "Ah".

"What's wrong?"

"I'd love a rumored horned beef dish."

It's just rude talking about wanting to interrupt and treat you to dinner all of a sudden, but the two seemed to have a pleasant relationship, and Caspar was smiling bitterly.

But Jewen and Lambert were startled and embarrassed.

"Fabian, you don't."

"You're being rude."

Oliver was too surprised and pompous.

"Because. The meal in this house is really delicious. Great dessert, too. Yeah, well, not only does Siu make it, but the cooks in this house make it the best treat house."

"Confectionery house? It was made by a royal shop, wasn't it?

"Speaking of which, you had that rumor. My mother and sister were making a scene."

"Oh, that, no. I made it first because I'm a Brad cook."

When Siu pinched his mouth, Caspar also nodded with a troubled smile.

"That's right. At first, he made it for comfort, and we enjoyed it alone, but it was so nice that I sent it to the customer and it was very popular. Every time I made it, it was sophisticated, so customers were delighted."

He said, "It's like we were talking back and forth at some point."

Siu also added.

Finally, we also talked about it in the Merchant Guild.

"Even Shayla, the patent officer, told me that she was going to investigate because it was a problem."

"Take care of that much?

Fabian frowned, not in the sense of reproach for taking care of it, but seemed closer to the surprise of why that was so far.

"Looks like he tried to impose restrictions on his use. I mean, we knitted it ourselves, so nobody makes it."

"Oh, as good as it gets."

Siu explained to Jewen and the others in the face that they didn't know exactly what was wrong with it.

"For example, we're the ones who knitted a dish called stew, so if they tell you not to make it from now on, you're in trouble, right?

"Oh well."

"But stew is something everyone makes. My recipe registration is about the formula among the stews, and I will not monopolize it. It's more of an application not to be monopolized."

"So you're about to be monopolized this time"

"I don't think you're going to restrict the use of this kind of thing. My cook is depressed."

To Kaspar's words, they're all faces of pity. It's like what I thought was clearly for the Lord has been stolen at will by a store. Besides, if you do anything, you may be sued the other way around, and I know what it's like to be depressed.

There were many of these things among the nobles, and it was only natural for them as nobles to stand up for themselves.

"What are you gonna do, Caspar?"

"Fortunately, I am making my respects with Viscount Teodoro-Grossi"

"Viscount Grossi... are you sure it's a former judge's?

"That's right. You even helped Siu when he was about to be put in a trap by a court magician. Negotiators at the Merchant Alliance will be submitting materials, and they'll figure it out."

"You must win first. Better move before they act on you. Exactly."

Even when praised, Caspar just flaunted his shoulders.

"Of course, it's disgusting to be slandered for 'imitating' our hospitality, but the cooks who cared about it are pathetic. In their honor, I must use my power as Lord."

So, naturally, Caspar said in nature.

If I were such a nobleman, I could respect Siu.

"Well, let's get ready for some hospitality, too. He tells the kitchen to turn it into a menu of horned beef dishes. And then we'll have dessert."

When I stood up and said, Kaspar laughed at me.

"You looked bored earlier and suddenly you're going to have fun. I knew you'd look good like that."

"Ha. It's true. If you get so cowardly, we can't stop you either."

Eh, everyone waved to Siu, who stopped. Go away.

Siu left the room with a shiver and ran off in the hallway with his face red.

On a dirt day, he spent another time transferring and buying out, harvesting mountain graces, etc.

Fun because the harvest will continue between now and autumn.

There are tons of things I picked up that I thought I might use one day, and it's just fun to think about what to do with them.

On windy days, they were spent down-treating, cooking and/or medicating.

Luca also seemed to enjoy making herbs so some of them got him to do it too.

Luca seemed happy to be praised by Susa and the others, who were also able to put what Luca had made in the medicine box of the Brad family.

On the Day of Light, the training, which was no longer the norm, took place in the Adventurer's Guild.

Representation hopefuls emerge from the guilds of each territory, but there are many branches depending on the size of the territory, so the number of people is high.

Although I have made a manual, it is difficult.

He also told me from Taurus that he wanted Alliance headquarters to narrow down the numbers a bit and put them together, but Siu also asked me to do it again.

If we stay like this, the weekend is going to crumble all the way to the end of the year.

By the way, I found out from this training that the character of the staff is divided by the collar. The questions were also slightly different.

By and large, under a large lord, he is haunted with a firm and independent idea and seems to be acting thoughtfully as well.

Conversely, this is the case with this day's training, because of tight tightening in guilds ruled by tough lords, many nervous officials. And I could not move from myself, nor could I see that I had been instructed to move.

For example, if you say it's going to be field training, it's not going to work.

Branch staff on Dreves territory, in contrast, were swarming on flying boards prepared for warp.

In addition, Alliance officials from today's territorial capital have poor eyesight and strange attitudes.

He has a great gaze at Adoral, who is also the director of the headquarters, in an attitude that I think may be bi-hearted.

When I was concerned and talked to Taurus, he noticed, too, and replied with a worrying voice.

"Occasionally, there's an idiot who's weirdly upward oriented, overestimating his abilities. But your attitude is obvious."

"I may think too much, but it's Nieballi territory."

"What's wrong with Nieballi territory?

So I sidelined everyone flying in the training ground and told them about it in school.

"Ha, is that what nobles do?"

"It's a resentment, but it sounds like you're being seen as an enemy because you're a common man or a displaced person"

"It's nasty not to come directly."

"That's right. I wish you'd come directly. I twitch away, and I feel sick because it's coming."

I get it. I get it, where Taurus sympathized with me, someone fell.

He stopped the chatter and approached it and flew straight on without fitting his safety belt, which seemed to fall from a height of about 3m.

While Taurus cautioned, a healing magic official came and healed his injuries, but several others were complaining about his departure from the previous territorial capital.

"Why do we have to learn such a dangerous ride?

"Just a kid's ride."

"I guess they're putting you at the forefront of making money, General Manager."

"That's where the General Manager will be."

"The better we can do it."

"I just need to intimidate that kid a little bit."

and well, bad attitude.

I thought it was something of a nobleman's mindset, so I searched the appraised name using the Latrician Nobility Register.

Quite downstairs in his personality, he had his last name on it and found out that it was from Nieballi territory.

casually, I tried to speak to an adventurer who was nearby.

"Can an employee of the Alliance also be of aristocratic origin?

"Am I? Oh, I'm an official. If you pass the exam, you can be. A lot of adventurers go up, but clerical work isn't really right for them, and they deal with nobles. If anyone wants to come in, I accept it. Most people who draw noble blood don't like to work here."

"Why?"

I turned my face to you and asked, and a man with a look like the mighty man of the war clapped his shoulders and looked down at Siu.

"It's a workplace that deals with more displaced people than the common people you're looking down on, huh? Why do you think I am?

"Uh."

"So the numbers are small. Who are we? Looks like you were in accounting. I'm sure you're doing well because of your biased personality."

"It is."

The guild is like the company, so it's not strange that there was adhesion.

Somehow, feeling disgusted, Xiu thanked the man and looked at the training ground.

And even though he said he was the same official, he pinned a few guys who were complaining all the time without even rushing to the injured person so they could see right on the brain map.