Shut-in Magician

Oh, you're going, and Siu stopped when he was exposed to a lot of anxiety.

"You'll follow the instructions, won't you?

"Okay."

I say great things, but the noble youth was an honest man.

Seems tolerant to adventurers for what they've named Siu as well.

"It's Viscount Dervid-Androsh."

I won't tell you how old I am, but if I'm a young aristocrat, they've done that. The knight said Langhardt, and Drakoekus, whom he heard sneaking, was named Špecht.

"Still, are you an adventurer that year"

Darvid hasn't spoken from his attachment as a nobleman, but Lanhardt has spoken to Siu a lot.

"I have a horseback, and your father must be famous."

"No, I'm an orphan. Because the raising parents are already dead. Now I work as an adventurer while studying at Seeker's School of Magic."

"Really! That's amazing."

"... Speaking of which, you, you just named yourself Siu?

Dervid came pinching his mouth. It's from above Supecht, so the feeling of being overlooked is amazing.

"That's right. Siu-Aquila, an adventurer and wizard."

When I answered, Dervid opened his mouth gently.

"Oh, it's you!!

I even point my finger and stare at Siu so much that the hole opens.

"Master Dervid? what is wrong with you?"

"Langhardt! This is not the one Lord Siu recommended to His Royal Highness the Horned Bull Hunt!

"No, I don't recommend it"

"It is also this person's fault that the horned bull became popular and noisy!

That is undeniable.

No offense, but it was Siu who unloaded the meat and caused the noise, and it was Siu who is catching the horned cow and enjoying the milk.

"That's why I came all the way here!!

"Dear Darvid, if there's too much noise, there's a warcraft."

"Ugh, well."

Quiet as soon as I could. He seems frightened. I used to come here in that condition. The escorts don't look used to it, either, and even though the Northeast group of nobles follow many adventurers, there's nobody here.

Siu guided them all the way out of the woods, wondering if they were worldly.

Fortunately, Warcraft and I only ran into about a rock pig.

Even that seemed panic to Dervid, but he was pompous because Siu and Ferres took one down lightly.

"You can go ahead. Because we'll dismantle it and then we'll go after it."

"What, dismantle? Here?"

"I need to throw away what's wasted. Go ahead?"

I recommended ahead, but no one tried to move if the twisted legs wouldn't move or if they were reminded of tiredness once they stopped.

He had no choice but to instruct Lanhardt and the others to give him precautions when resting before proceeding to dismantle.

I would have done it magically without them, but I have no choice but to give up.

Nevertheless, I would not lift it with a pulley and rope anyway.

I just don't use spatial magic, other magic went as fast as I could use it.

In the meantime, Siu also acknowledged on the spot, as Langhardo said he wanted to take a lunch break because he was hungry.

It was also clear from Siu's eyes that he would not likely hold it until outside the woods.

I served you a rock hog for lunch.

When you make the rice noodles, serve the iron plates and start cooking, everyone starts to twitch. When I gave it out, I received it in order from Dervid. I wondered if he wouldn't look poisonous, but he was trusted with a senseless sense of security because he knew Siu had a relationship with Vincent.

"Yummy!"

"I didn't know rock pigs tasted so good. What the hell is this flavoring?"

"I'm so grateful to have something so delicious. I thought it was a bad day, but it's good to be here."

"I really do. I thought my life was up until today."

A few people were making noisy remarks, but the meal itself was delightful.

Siu provided the ingredients for a reason, and what a tent they left most of their portable food. Though only Lanhardt seemed to bring more portable food for Dervid.

As a result, I stuck with the sermon because of the strength of what I was offering.

"It's a good place not to be ordered to enter such a dangerous forest without hiring adventurers either. Not to mention the gear, and the lack of food, even though you don't know what's going to happen. Impossible!? What the hell are you thinking? It's like going to die."

Before a delicious meal, Darvido also noticed that he was shallow, and in the meantime he became sober, although at first he was blushing and staring at Siu.

"... he made a bet and told me to hunt horned cows between the losers, and I couldn't refuse."

"So it became a race for horned cow hunting, huh?

"That's right. I was given a place beforehand, and I lost the most."

"So don't even hire an adventurer"

"That was one of the designations."

Too much, I couldn't get angry with Siu either because I was soggy. Besides, isn't this frustrating? I thought so.

"... but both the northeast and southwest are hiring adventurers. That number and if it moves, maybe."

I thought I'd say it like I've seen it, and I've deluded myself into saying it that way, but I know there's an adventurer because it's actually a sensory metastasis. Besides, it's a pretty big area.

"You did the trick."

No way, but Darvid looked depressed again because he thought it was possible.

Langhardt is comforting the grate. The young man of his squire also had his hands floating up and down beside Dervid.

"... So, let me get this straight, shouldn't we refrain from dealing with those people? This is an instruction that just seems malicious, even if you don't choose words."

"... yes, it is, still"

He noticed it himself, and he's disappointed.

Then, according to what he talked to me absurdly, there was apparently a gathering between young young nobles, such as the Viscount and the Baron, where Dervid was floating.

It was also said that he had Drakoekus ceded by his parents.

It is unusual in Latricia to have a horseman in the position of being just a Viscount, not a court magician or a close guard.

The title Viscount itself was also given to me by my parents, which means that I seemed jealous by the young nobles. Lanhardt and his squire taught me the whole thing.

"Without that relationship, it doesn't mean you can't work, does it?

"Noble dating has nothing to do with my job."

"But if you took a wrong step, you were dead, right?

Or maybe he was dead.

Darvido blued his face and nodded.

"I really think you've been taken care of."

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"... yeah, right"

I wonder where the first virtue of prestige went, but I sighed when I saw the young man in front of me wondering if that was a vanity.

"Imagine what they would say when you die. Do you still want to be in that place?

Langhardt looked at Siu with haste.

"Imagine with you the faces of those who die and grieve"

Dervid cursorily raised his face and turned his gaze to Siu, then looked at the people around him. Everyone looks at Dervid worried.

He finally opened his mouth after being silent for a while.

"... I'm going to try to change the salon"

Even though that's all there is to it, I think the nobility business is profound that it takes so long to get there.

Siu smiled bitterly and, although time had passed after the meal, offered dessert.

Of course, it's a lot of horned milk.

Taking him out of the woods, his squire, apparently waiting in the tent, was worried and ran over to Darvido in tears.

He was anxious to see if something had happened because the adventurers kept coming back out of the woods but never came back.

Seeing that look seemed like Darvido had somewhere to think too.

Clearly, I declared that I would stop dating evil friends.

Siu then decided to return with them to King's Capital.

The Northeast and Southwest groups thing was driving me out of the corner of my brain at this point. Because I didn't care about them who behaved cowardly, and I knew there were a lot of adventurers attached.

The guild also asked me to speak to someone near Ciana Avenue, so I didn't break my promise.

When I relaxed and proceeded to the Wang capital, and managed to reach the gate late at night, the early horse passed by.

Later I found out that both of those aristocrats had been attacked by the Warcraft.

They didn't even try to return even though the sun had fallen, and they were attacked while they were not getting ready for the camp.

Apparently, the adventurer was not in regular employment, and when he found out it was out of his hands, he escaped, and one line of nobility on one side seemed to have half died and the rest suffered major injuries. You think the nobles themselves have been injured and have fled with their lives?

The Northeast group of nobles were even more unlucky to have their arms cut off, but they managed to lengthen their lives with healing magic.

Each nobleman was not dead, but seemed to have paid a great price.