Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~

Lucian pulled Lydius' body from me when she suddenly began to sleep.

It's very polite of me to be hands-on, but I know very well that I have had a cool air for many years.

"Following the walnut bird, I didn't expect another person to appear to hug Retichea-sama...."

Lucian whispers with a smile on her face.

I can't hear what you're saying, but I'm sure you're complaining.

Lucien leaned Lydius on a nearby chair and turned around and lowered his head.

"I apologize for the delay."

"Enough. Thank goodness. Lucien and Keith didn't do anything because they didn't feel hostile about Lydius' behavior?

Keith, a knight, and Lucian, who is also trained as a guard, are sensitive to hostility and killing.

He seemed to have refrained from intervening and causing trouble.

"I didn't feel any hostility from Lydius-sama, and I didn't feel any inferiority...."

If you were being mean and trying to hug Leticia, I was going to tie her up, roll her down and bury her.

Lucian murmured in a loud voice that only I could hear.

It's an exaggeration, but it must be a joke.... maybe.

"Dear Retichea, and your Servant, I apologize for the inconvenience caused by Reduth...."

Peek-a-boo, Mr. Olt, who was here, lowered his head.

I'm so sorry that I'm looking at you.

"Never mind. Mr. Lidius, you did study magic ceremonies for three days and three nights, right? He may not have noticed the new magic ceremony, but it's only natural that he's sleepy."

"Thank you for your kind words.... Lidius was unconscious, drowsy and out of his mind. I'm a bit of a researcher, but it's not usually much more decent... but I can do a little more common sense behavior than I do now... right?

Mr. Olt's words became questionable halfway through.

Even if I asked, I couldn't answer, but for the time being, I was told that Mr. Lidius was doing a lot of things from everyday life.

Mr. Olt seems to be in trouble every day, too.

That's what I thought.

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Mr. Olt brings the fallen Lydius to the dorm room.

I saw a cracked measuring instrument with Secretary Bordeaux.

"That's what Lidius said earlier...."

"Probably hit it. The sight of Lydius' emblem was so wide open that even one or two of the magicians I've ever had competed with."

"... you're a very good person."

Thank you, Mr. Lidius, for the kind of common sense you've been devoid of in exchange for your talent.

Perhaps insane behavior is also accepted because he has an overwhelming talent for magic and emblems.

"As Lidius said, the crack in the measuring instrument was probably due to Leticia's too much magic."

"... how much magic can this measuring instrument measure?

"The measured value is up to 10,000. As a standard, it was safe to sense up to 15,000 magic amounts...."

My magic amount seems to have crossed that line.

Sigils are similar to precision machines.

As a result of touching the magic amount above the standard, it seems that the surgical technique engraved on the metal plate caused malfunction and burned.

"Fifteen thousand... This is an incredible amount of magic."

Secretary Bodley looks at us with his eyes full of respect and surprise.

... I'm surprised, too. I was surprised.

Oniisama at the top of my list is the magical power of my native kingdom, the Kingdom of Eltoria, which will enter ten people from above.

Even oniisama, the magic amount is about 7500.

If you become the owner of more than 10,000 magical quantities, you will be able to count even if you search the entire continent.

It is certain that the higher the magic amount, the more convenient it will be, but it is too expensive to exceed 15,000.

"... rude question, is it possible that your measuring instrument was damaged from the beginning?

"Well, that's impossible. This instrument is adjusted by Lidius. I don't think he'll get away with magic or emblems, and when it comes to emblems, he'll do better than I, the magic secretary."

There seems to be no line of malfunction of the measuring instrument.

An expensive measuring instrument that has been destroyed by extra-standard magic.

How did this happen?

Unexpectedly, you want to hold your head inside.

"I'm sorry I destroyed the measuring instrument. I will compensate the measuring instrument, so can you keep it confidential without making it public?

"I intend to. Originally, I promised not to pry into Leticia's magic amount measurement results.... I would appreciate it if you could keep this and Lidius' soft stuff a secret."

"I see. I'll let you do that."

It's about each other.

Good, good.

If my magic is revealed, Slow Life will go far away at the speed of light.

... Secretary Bodley and Riddius have found out, but I'm going to give up.

"There's no need to pay for the measuring instrument. Originally, I recommended measurements from here, and I think it would be helpful if you could accommodate a little more of the walnut bird feathers you keep with Reticcia instead."

"... this is 4, and you are 6, how about that?

Thank you very much.

Secretary Bodley is chewing.

I think it's a good idea, but it was also helpful that we couldn't ask for compensation in cash.

It's not the amount I can't give, but if it's the transfer of a walnut bird feather, I appreciate it without hurting my nose.

"Thank you, but I have one more favor to ask of you, okay?

"... what is it?

I'll just ask.

"Could you train our magicians and join us in the mock game?