Sweet Reincarnation

Waigayagaya and lively atmosphere.

In fact, the family of the Counts and the noble men of honor are pushing on the sights.

It's because Pace gathered people on purpose. It also makes sense to show off how amazing a true magical power is.

The faces we had gathered at the earlier social gatherings were also called, and we were able to do what we could call a hedgehog.

"I'm sorry I called you on purpose."

The heart of such a pedestrian hedge. The root cause of the disturbance speaks to one man. If you are a "visible” person, i.e. a wizard, you can see that this man is also a wizard.

"No. Sir Mortairn owes me a favor when our mansion was attacked, so if you think you owe him back, nothing like that."

Gordon-Buffelton with the alias "No Two Arrows Needed" to have a conversation with Pais. In the family of the Duke of Kadreček, he is a fierce warrior with a well-known name and a wizard who uses magic to read the movements of the wind.

Celebrities who are masterful in taking bows and who, by using even more magic, use bows that are impossible for ordinary people.

He is a well-known wizard in the world, just like Baron Mortairn Casserole.

Pastry is face-to-face through the sucre, which means that it is also close to Count Vallenna.

It was certainly for a reason that Pace called him on purpose.

"Well, shall we begin?"

At the behest of Pais, a teacup is placed on the plate. It was Pais who prepared the teacup, but it was the person working at Count Vallenna's house who would serve it.

Tea will be provided in a pot of ceramic magnetism and pour it gently into the cup. Aromatic tea aroma that you can stand around on the way.

Five sets of cups and dishes in total. The amount of tea is not so different. If it had been replaced, it would be uniform enough not to know which one. I can ask the high power of the servants of the Count Vallenna family, who pour out the determined quantity perfectly.

"What the hell are you doing?

"I'm going to explain that."

Five sets of tea. Everyone is intrigued by what the hell they do.

To Count Vallenna's words, Pais remains calm.

"Before we do that, I want to check with you guys. Did you all know that wizards can perceive that they used magic?"

"Perception?"

"Yes. I, Shiites, or Lord Gordon use magic. Because the number of wizards is small in itself, and magic is commonplace to be hidden, it's not often known that magic is something that leaves a" trail ”when you use it."

This is one of the reasons I paced and found out Zodsby wasn't a wizard.

In the past, when Liquorice, who was a Fuberlek family courtier, was captured, Casserole's judgment that the enemy had instantly determined that there was a wizard also stemmed from this.

"Well, I didn't know that"

"Nor can it be compelling for His Excellency the Count not to know. When wizards use magic in front of wizards, it's mostly time to kill each other on the battlefield."

The feeling tends to mahi when you get acquainted with the Mortairn family, but magic keeps the information thoroughly secret anyway.

Especially if it is something like magic that cannot be a direct force, such as [healing] like the Virgin of the Holy Nation, there is also the risk of being grabbed by each figure, so unless there is extra asylum and profit, it does not imitate magic so that it is known to an unspecified number.

What is the most common place where magic is used in front of people? It's a battlefield. If there is an emergency that cannot be said about the hiding of magic, the magic is not hidden as a usable hand. And it is also true that the most effective way to counter magic beyond the power of a person is by the same token beyond the power of a person.

Wizards know the magic of other wizards because of the many cases on the battlefield. When huge forces collide with each other on the battlefield. A man without magic leaves for fear of being involved. There can be no room for magical perceptions.

"Magic is something that manipulates magic on its own to cause paranormal phenomena. So whatever magic you use, the unusual magic is what stays on the spot. Since wizards are originally good at magic manipulation and perception, wizards become sensitive to the monuments of this hand."

"Ho."

"Right, Lord Gordon?"

"Oh."

Gordon understood one end of the reason he was called in this questioning.

There are not so many people in the world who are widely known to be wizards. Except for Caserol, Shiites, and myself, I also wondered if it would be enough with one hand in the country. Many are supposed to be public secrets, but in the open, relatively Gordon is the one whose name is known.

You called yourself out like that, so you must be craving a fair opinion about the wizard. Caserol and Shiites are, needless to say, the families of the Mortairn family, and it is difficult to say that they are neutral.

If you're yourself being looked after by the Kadreček family, you can call yourself neutral. As a general theory, there is no such thing as a certain level of known “wizard common sense”.

But that's not common sense of ordinary people. Implicit understandings, known empirically only for the extremely limited race of wizards.

"Do you understand, Lord Zodsby?“ Wizards know when magic is used. "Now... did you understand why you can assure me that you didn't use magic in the prophecies you used to make?

"Shut up!!

Even though I didn't use magic, I vomited the words of prophecy. If that's true, Count Vallenna also starts to look surprised when it's a much more frigid story.

"We were convinced that your words were not“ magical prophecies, "and nonetheless distrusted your attitude, which reinforced the prophetic words. Isn't this something extremely natural? I'm sure you are, Count."

"Unfortunately, I think you're right"

That's right. Try not to use magic to make a prophecy while you say you are using magic to make a prophecy. You'll wonder why.

Even the Count thinks so. If you're a person who doesn't originally have trust, it's not strange to feel suspicious.

"So we guessed from the word water, which was in the prophecy, and thoroughly guarded the water around the territory. Then the obvious suspicious appeared."

"I see. Is that how it happened"

"Is this a coincidence? That can't be right. We came to the thought that this Zodsby man might be a con man who deceives the Wizard and deceives His Excellency the Count and the people around him…"

"Hmm. Now I feel the same way"

As much as I ask, Pace's logic goes through.

The wizard knew that magic would be used, which was corroborated by Mr. Gordon's words. If this is true, it is natural to realize that no magic is used by the Mortairn family men, and it is natural that it takes them to doubt the prophecy because of its history.

I thought it was a fabrication to disparage Zodsby, but apparently the Earl begins to feel that it's not even a fuller and more unfounded story.

"Let's be clear here. Lord Zodsby. I want you to choose one from this tea. I ask His Excellency the Count not to look at the occasion of that choice, and after Lord Zodsby has chosen one, once again, without knowing anything, to choose one."

"Yeah?"

"If Lord Zodsby can truly see the future, it should be easy to specify in advance the cup that His Excellency the Count will choose."

"Hmm, I see"

Everyone pays attention to Zodsby. On the forehead of the noted man was a distinctly discerning piece of sweat, clearly showing how upset he was.

It's like being found out who you are at this point, but the Count and the people around it still think it's not definitive.

Sure, if you really see the future, it would be odd if you didn't hit it lightly to the extent of the five options. Because you're supposed to be choosing the right answer from the more complex, countless options.

"Come on, there's a 20 percent chance. Even if you choose it appropriately, it might hit you."

"You're going to say that and put me in a trap!!

"Trap?"

"I don't know how to use the magic of painting, but I'm sure he's setting up some kind of squid. Must be!!

Zodsby is also a bad forbearer.

It was a rumor that Pace was known to be a wizard, and that the magic content was about painting. I don't know how to use it, but I insist that it might do something odd.

But Pais doesn't think about the opinions of such a man.

"That's why you're here, Lord Gordon. If I or Shiites use magic, Lord Gordon will notice at that point."

"Knock."

"Count, could you turn around for now?"

"Oh."

"Come on, which cup would your Excellency choose after this? Use your magic to see the future."

"Gu... gu"

Pais getting into his own pace, with or without a say.

I don't see five cups from the Count. A self-proclaimed wizard is also in the midst of popular circles. Gordon takes the position of a fair witness. Now, neither Pace's side, nor Zodsby's, can we do a bad imitation.

The sweaty man points to one cup after troubling himself. It's in the middle.

Apparently, he was willing to bet on the odds one-fifth. If this hits, the man will insist that the power of prophecy is real.

"Count, please fix it"

"Is that enough?

"Yes, then choose any cup of your choice. If Lord Zodsby is a true prophet, then his choice must match."

"Right."

The Count points to one cup after a light look at all the cups.

In the end, we should be together no matter which one we choose. Anyway, they see the future. If Zodsby's words are true.

Properly chosen cup. That makes no difference or anything compared to the other four.

"This is it."

The cup I pointed to is the far left from Pais. I don't care what you think, it's not in the middle.

In other words, Zodsby's futuristic vision proved to be a complete cod out.

"It's off."

"Damn... magic is so delicate. Yes, we have strict conditions."

He is a bad forebearer.

Magic is something that only the person who uses it can understand, both the conditions of use and the prerequisites. The magic of [firing] in plain terms. There are relatively many wizards who use this magic, but most say it cannot be used in water. Wizards that can burn water have never existed in history.

The magic of [healing] cannot be used without being injured in the first place, and the magic of [instantaneous movement] is constrained by the mass and distance that can be carried.

It is common sense that magic can only be used under certain conditions.

Therefore, Zodsby, who shows his chest stretched with a last-fart lift, made his face kick.

"Heh... heh... you are still a fraud. Real futuristic view. I don't know Chili God-Eye."

But Pace laughs invincibly.

"What!?

"Shiites"

Pace calls out to his belly, which was beside him. It is Shiites-Beatwin that "Peeker Shiites" came out called.

"Heck, Count, could you look at the bottom of that cup?"

"The bottom?"

Much to the point, Shiites told the Count.

To avoid zeroing tea, the Earl lifts the cup above his gaze and looks at the bottom. At the bottom of the cup, words were written in clearly legible letters.

"... Oh my God!! It says choose this cup!!

"Become!!

Forget he's his own employer, too, and Zodsby takes the cup from the Count's hands. I don't mind having tea zero on the floor.

If you flip the cup that way, it reveals a letter that anyone can see. It did say "choose this cup".

"Oh no... no"

"Do you understand?

Only a cold Pace gaze.

But only a bad guy moves further.

"Ha, ha, ok, it must be on all the cups!!

Tea is brilliant. The expression disappears further from Pace's face in the act of making the drink crude, but Zodsby doesn't know that. I don't notice.

Zodsby flipped a cup other than what the Count had chosen. I'm sure it must be a scam that says the same thing on all cups. Hopeful observation that you want it to be. A shallow thought that others should do what they do.

But at the bottom of the other cup, it didn't say anything. It is only rugged.

"Oh, no... then there's a real prediction... it's a lie..."

but, make a noise and the cup breaks.

Because what I had fell out of my powerless hand.

A man who collapses with a sledge. You must have understood that your makeup skin had been completely peeled off.

"… Your Excellency"

"Take him."

Zodsby is taken by soldiers and transported so they can be dragged.

"Sir Mortairn, I'm sorry. And thank you."

The Earl bowed his head deeply.

What are you referring to as an apology and gratitude?

"An apology for being fooled and annoyed by evil people. And thanks for uncovering it."

"Really? Then I will accept your apology and thanks."

"Oh."

"So what about the sugar thing that was previously requested?

As for Pais, this was the real deal. One of the con artists is nothing more than an omelet, such as being stripped of his tempered skin and shamed red. Important, what do you do with sugar? This is an extremely important project.

"Now you won't be able to believe him and invest. Perhaps that's how he planned to wind up the money from me and the others"

"It may be so"

Ten or eighty-nine. I suppose so, but it's not definitive. The only fact now is that the liar was cheating on the wizard. I guess we should be happy that it was good before they deceived us about the money.

"In the future, let's say we enjoy the Mortairn family sweets. You wouldn't mind that, would you?

"Yeah. Of course. I'll get you the best treats."

Count and Pais shake hands.

Thus, one con man disappeared and one genius prophet appeared.