Shut-in Magician

On Saturday morning, I remembered last night as I took care of the horned cow with my men.

Speaking of which, there were men watching Xiu's return home. I almost forgot they were tracking where they went, so I'll give them a wide map in my brain.

If we followed the marker's history, it turned out to be divided into multiple parts.

"Is that it? Is it something else?"

One is a tavern in the back of Lower Town, somewhere a little crappy for people to live. Did you meet someone? After that, he followed a route that seemed to have led him back to his place of thought.

The other entered the aristocracy, and after a while moved again, entering another aristocracy. I thought it might be fake, and I was looking at the history, and my youngest man called me, "What's up, boy?"

You seem surprised at the siu looking at the blurry universe. I laughed and deluded and went back to work again.

Siu concludes that whoever headed toward the first lower town would be the relaxation of the back society that someone asked him to.

I thought the other would be like a dark part of a nobleman's child, an intelligence agent.

It's embarrassing to have laddered the aristocracy. It is famous for the way these kinds of arrangements take place. Of course, it was somewhat dynamically strange, although it could be assumed that I had reported each to the parties concerned. The first aristocrats had a short stay, and they didn't even come indoors. In a corner of the garden to receive a report, I feel nobly unlikely. Though it is only a sioux conjecture.

"Come on."

I left the marker on, so the next time I wondered, I thought I would look into it again.

And so it came to pass, that a letter was received from the royal castle early in the morning, to Siu, who had been enjoying himself in contact with the beast with Ferres, all the while caring for the horned oxen.

It's a reminder.

I have been contacting you repeatedly, but I have not been able to keep busy. In fact, Siu has been busy here lately.

Then, it appeared that Teng himself, who had cut the paralysis, cried to a powerful man.

"Your Highness Vincent's autograph invitation is amazing."

I knew the wax belonged to Vincent, so I thought it would be from my usual secretary, so I emptied it inside, and it was autographed in person.

How do you know it belongs to him? Because he doesn't have a proxy signature.

Instead, there's a dirty signature under Vincent's signature that looks like Mimiz screwed up, and he laughs.

"Still, it's a dirty letter."

Shvikzam had Vincent take his place.

Siu laughed and showed the letter to Roland, then went to see the secretary's servant waiting to hear back.

It seemed that Roland, who was rigid when he saw the autograph letter, also returned to me when he heard Sioux reply that he was going to ask.

"Now, let's get the carriage ready."

"Oh, if you'll excuse me, in our carriage."

"Huh? No, but it's"

Roland was bewildered, but his servant from the aristocracy is also accustomed to working there in the royal castle, taking the story forcefully with his head bowed even as he fronted his feelings of sorry.

"I have been petitioned not only by my Lord, but also by His Royal Highness the Prince, to receive you politely. I was hoping that if it would be convenient for you, it was a carriage that I took into account whenever possible, and I came too. Please, won't you forgive me? We promise we'll deliver it safely."

It is a plea that there is no danger, that we deliver it safely, so come quickly.

Siu looked at Roland and decided to give up.

In the meantime, I ask for about time to get dressed and go back to my room and clean up the Ferres who were playing.

Scarf, wearing his favorite bags and tambourine, etc. on Ferres, Siu also weaved a thin jacket with a vertical tip that was critical to ascend to the royal castle before carrying the bag, which was made of a light brown leather landscape rather than a backpack shape, but wore it and held it with a lead on Blanca.

"Crowe's here."

I put a diagonally hung decorative band on my jacket, but I put a cage there made of very small wire. Just in such a way that Crowe can sit down and rest.

Caspar and the like are novel in putting a bird's nest on their chest, rather than walking on their shoulders and heads. And then there's the fear that if you carry it, Crowe will miss you without seeing your face.

"Kikyu"

"Yeah, sounds good."

I switched bodies for the crap, and Crowe went in horizontally. This is the position where you can see Siu's face and the view.

Lolland came to rush me when I was stroking her, so the sioux rushed to the waiting room for my servant to the point where they wouldn't run down the hallway.

On the road, despite his different status, my servant gave me some interesting stories at the Royal Castle.

Once upon a time, the story of a nobleman of splendid stature slipping and rolling past the hallway, Siu also grinned with his stomach.

"It was proclaimed that the then king would not slip into the hallway. As a result, the excellent stones collected were given the names of those who caused it. Hunt Harben Stone."

"Haha!

Hunt Harben means manipulation, but in this country there was a saying that falling was "manipulated by the prank of the Spirit". Changed, it was the manipulation that caused him to fall.

"Is that the source of the story?

When asked with a laugh, the young servant smiled.

"It seems so. But you know very well that Master Siu is young."

"It was in some of the big library books. I thought it would be funny because stories always describe it."

"The Great Library! Right, you're a student at the Seeker School of Magic. I envy you."

He also seems to like books, and chose to work for the Royal Castle because of his motivation to go to the library in the Royal Castle.

"So you also dominated the Royal Library?

When I asked in surprise, no, it shook my head sideways.

"It's just hard to read science, mathematics, medical, etc. I like history."

"If it's a royal castle, there's going to be a lot of historical books."

"Yes, if you're working, you're liberated to some extent, so when you're off, you're just immersed in it"

I know, and Siu nodded too.

I discovered your companion in one place and the servant seemed happy.

Well, the servant led me to Vincent first. Vincent's the one who called it in, and he wants to talk to you.

I split up with my servant when I finished the guide, but next time I say so, I'll see you because I got a sneery smile back.

The room was awaited by Vincent and the First Secretary, among others, who seemed still at work and were put through to a small guest room. Still, I cut it up in about the time I had tea and Vincent sat in the seat in front of Sioux.

"I'm sorry I called you."

"This is the one I've been calling so many times, I thought it might be impossible."

To Siu's reply, Vincent smiled bitterly.

"It's my problem, too. Anyway, I have a problem asking you to give me your recipe for the dessert you make to the royal palace cook."

"That's right."

I can give you the recipe, but there is a problem that at some point the Brad family "confectionery house" may be applied for registration at some store on its own and become unusable.

In the future, it is possible that such problems will occur in the Royal Palace, and I wonder if it would be better not to reveal them now because of all the rights and so on.

"Even from the Merchant Guild, if we don't do something about it, Siu will stop patenting products other than the recipe," he threatened.

"I didn't threaten you, did I?

When I answered in a hurry as Gho, Vincent controlled by hand that I knew.

"I guess I made those indulgent wisdom, an official. I know. You bring the confectionery to Shvi and you leave it on your stomach without even paying for the ingredients. The merchant guild also complained that the patent fee was too low to be possible for some reason. They go hand in hand with other things, so I think I'd like them to be a little more affordable."

"Why would you say that to His Highness, not to me?"

Really, put your arms together and sigh. He looks cold with a wrinkle between his eyebrows as usual. I know he's not as bad as he looks, but I felt a little sympathetic that he must be scared of the kids.

"I'd like to put you in the royal palace."

"What, I absolutely don't like that"

"I guess..."

Do you have a headache or are you rubbing your temples with your hands? It's a big deal even though you're still young. Behind that, the secretary looked at Siu with a troubled smile, and then he was sending a sympathetic gaze to Vincent.

"In the meantime, I'll stab the nail with telling the Luxuriace store not to do anything boring"

"Luxuriace?"

"I'm talking about the shop that told you about the house of sweets."

The secretary told me from the side. They just call me royalty, and from the name of the store, "luxury" is amazing.

Siu thought a little and told Vincent.

"I think I'm free to make and sell the confectionery house itself. That's what the Brad cook said."

"Yeah?"

"Depending on the person or shop that makes it, it's different, right? Until the detailed formula, it is exclusive and natural. However, on the outside, this time the confectionery house itself is not exclusive."

You just have to focus on the "flavor".

Vincent seemed convinced when he realized what Siu was trying to say.