"So, what can I help you with"

Cecil left me for granted, so I went back to the lab to trace my memory. I ask Cardina, who is gradually freeing herself from the rope and stretching, that I was the purpose of her visit.

I swore to my heart that I would not be able to get the job done sooner. Cecil, you don't really care about me, so I want you to leave early for him.

I was going to get along for once...... no matter how you scratch your feet, you're not going to have a good relationship, are you? Of course, I'm not going to make an effort.

"Oh, didn't Master Velph tell you?

"I hear you help create demonic props. And what about your father?

"Mr. Velph went to another department because he was busy. And drop a fist bone on me. Terrible. - To the young maiden."

I'm complaining to my father with my tongue out, but I'm not particularly angry. Ningro seemed to have a little fun. Are you accustomed to everyday tea meals or someone who doesn't have them at their roots so much?

I just want to insist, as far as I'm concerned, that you deserved it either way.

"Well, it's a creation of magic props. It's shaped, and all we have to do is take it to operation. Confirmation of faults such as fine tuning, and then feeling that the output is secure and stable. I have the soul and nerve to ask Liz, who is sensitive and highly magical, to help me with those fine tasks!... ho, what happened to that face"

"No... I can do my job,"

"Terrible. You look like this, and the chief's in charge, right?

Liz is cold. Um, she came all the way over here to cry and imitate and try to hold her, so let's just flip over there and avoid it. Because if you get caught, there's a sexual harassment storm waiting for you.

Mr. Cardina was unhappy when the capture ended empty-handedly, but when I stab the nail in one word with "father," he doesn't pull me in very hard.

I don't see many occasions like that, either, but it's No. 2 in the Magic Inn. It's easy to punish a subordinate who doesn't keep his word, there's no exception there for Mr. Cardina.

"Ha, Mr. Cardina is no match for Master Velph either"

"Shut up. Felt, Merle, Cecil, you're in the same hole."

"Ha, must be"

Cardina's cheeks are swollen to the sound of Mr. Felt. I don't know what to say, Mr. Cardina says and acts slightly younger than he looks, right? You mean youthful.

Conversely, Mr. Felt feels calmer than he looks older, only like that. At the time I said blood draw, my instincts told me I shouldn't trust him too much.

"Horns on the rabbit, let's start today with a demon prop presentation. Mel, bring me the example."

"Yes, yes, yes"

This one finally stopped crying, and jumped into the back room in a hurry... and then the sound of falling. Since then, I've been hearing crying, so I'll write in my mind's notebook, Dodgy Daughter, additionally.

"Uh, Mel, I'm fucked again. I hope it's not broken."

"I think it's a bad idea that Mr. Cardina left the paperwork on the floor."

"Huh."

"Let's clean up..."

I feel bad for Mr. Cardina in half of that. I know it's also the reason Mr. Melfond looks pretty much alike.

"Higu, gu, I brought it. Oh."

Mr. Melfond, who had just stopped but had the wings to cry again, came out with some accessories in his hands. Did you hit your forehead or the skin peeking through the blue hair gap is bright red.

I was pathetic for the boulder, so I watched the accessories in Mr. Melfond's hands as he used healing techniques to heal him.

"Yes, it doesn't hurt"

"I put the cure on it. And what kind of magic trick is this?

"Let's explain! This is a secret case from a client, and it's a lot of hard work to make."

"Please just be concise and effective"

"Oh Liz, you're so mean! This is it, it's a magic tool that helps disable certain sorceries!

Hey, and Mr. Cardina putting her hands on her hips and saying confidently.

... disabling witchcraft, which means being invincible under certain conditions.

"... isn't that awesome?

"Right! Praise and praise!

"If you praise me, give me Mr. Cecil, though. Miss Liz, this is Cecil designing the procedure."

"Eh."

Cecil, you designed it.... Cecil, you're hardly the same age as me, are you? Even if I quote a lot, I look about one year older than you, Klaus, I've seen during this time. The contents are more adult than you, Klaus. I mean, it's stabbing.

That's how he assembled the surgical ceremony on his own. Isn't that very amazing?

"That's amazing... genius"

"Ya, because Liz is crazy enough too. Because when I was just like Liz, I couldn't use magic at all."

"You owe it to your master's excellence"

Yes, Jill is amazing. 'Cause when Jill started teaching me, I should have been about the age of a senior in elementary school. Jill is extraordinary and amazing, he was so calm at that age....... for that matter, I was also being objective.

To be honest with you, Cecil, you are tongue-in-cheek for some reason. Or it's not cute... No, I guess they'll take that attitude because they hate me for some reason.

Hmmm... hurt my pride, or something?

I am a magician with no children. Even you, Cecil, will be able to do quite a bit of magic at the point of being in the Magic Academy, and I may be a tattoo above my eyes that suddenly appeared to him like that. Well, you might be complacent.

... That hateful is not normal for that.

"Because I can't create a surgical formula, even with a lot of magic. So I'm very jealous of that kind of talent"

'Cause, Cecil, cum.'

Good for you, Cecil, to your prolonged voice, you're annoyingly narrowing your eyes. My eyes, full of tremendous hostility, seemed to dislike me more surprisingly.

"... Liz?

"I think it's the first time we've met, and I have a particular idea..."

"Hmm. I mean, he wants to be as annoying as his favorite daughter!

"I don't think so, Cecil. You're tearing me down."

I didn't say that, so please don't throw that much enthusiastic gaze and tongue punch.

"Horns on the rabbit, let's get down to business. How am I supposed to do that?

"Oh yeah... I can't believe you're pouring magic on that pendant until it's full"

Mr. Cardina picks one up from Mr. Melfond's accessories and drops it a little on my palm. Then, make sure the chain rubs, and watch the silver shine.

A simple Shizuku-shaped pendant top that has nothing to do with the decoration itself. If it is strong and characteristic, is this itself a blue silver glow with small gems?

"It's misthrilling, so it builds up magic."

"Another expensive item... well prepared"

"That's an order from His Majesty, so hey, I have to use it for good stuff ingredients"

"Eh."

... from Your Majesty. May I ask my little outside daughter to help me make what I give His Majesty?

But I'm reasonably convinced. The magic of an inherently auto-activated defense is too high for a limited number of people to use. You still can't do it to me, I need to be conscious.

Royalty comes with danger, and it would be very useful to have these self-defense magic aids. Outside the castle, if you want to leave the country, you can change. It can be a crisis of assassination.

Your Majesty takes care of me, and I want to repay you in this way. I really need to get to work helping you.

Russia motivated me, so I pour into the Shizuku of the pendant in my hand, as much as I allow the magic, into a cup of tolerance,... is good, though.

"This is also very magical."

"That's because you're misrilled. Hey. Also, the fuel consumption of the procedure is poor, so Ni, it starts up three times and is completely teased. If it's me, it's full power, but it's totally buildup."

"I can't fill that up again and again in a day. Exquisite four or five times."

"You're out of standard. Really. Even Liz is tired of this magic trick. It is Liz's job to give us some thoughts and improvements on the use so that we can adjust it so that it is easy for Her Majesty to handle it!

To Mr. Cardina, who said it all with a good smile, I sigh.

... That's going to take a while, this adjustment. They haven't finished it yet, and I have to experiment with how far I can stand witchcraft. There are three things that we can't all work on: improving durability, stabilizing output, and suppressing consumption. I'll leave it up to you to fill it full when you actually use it, maybe because it's your father.

I can go home for the time being. Hey, and when I think of Jill and Maria's face working hard at home, I exhaled the air that accumulated in my lungs.