My treatment at the Magic Academy is now like touching a swelling.

Even though you were treated slightly specially because of your father's daughter, it feels like you're being weirdly distracted because of the revolt.

You might be scared of your father's sanctions if you come into contact with him poorly and hurt him, or something like that. It seems that I have an image that is difficult to get close to myself, because I was often distanced.

The son of a nobleman may also be thinking about getting in, but he's in a state of appearance. It's not even a nightclub, so maybe we just can't talk about it easily.

As far as I'm concerned, I want you to leave me alone, and it's convenient... I'm worried about the flickering. in its current progression.

Stab your gaze on your back.

I guess there's something to be accomplished while I work, something to look into... young and old, it wouldn't be over-conscious to be getting gaze from all sorts of people. Actually, I sneaked a look and my eyes are facing this way.

Ha, and what about just sighing and squirming?

... very hard to do, handle whining in your mouth without moving your lips.

That's why I was careful not to walk out as hard as I could, but I can't help it all. If you're looking at magic books, the Magic Institute is the best place to go, so if you're looking for new magic, it's the only place you could find it.

Jill gets called by his father and goes somewhere reluctantly. I kind of miss fishing for magic books by myself. It's creepy.

I've always had Jill, Cecil, and Ruby on my side lately, so I thought I'd want one more time... but I miss you, hey.

Alone, the sight flickering attacks follow your spirit plain, so if you're uncomfortable, frown and rub through the gaps in the bookshelf to find a place as invisible as possible.

It doesn't make sense where books such as technical books and local history come together, so I'm picking a place where books about magic come together properly. I avoid it, but you have eyes, I knew it.

I know I can't help but ignore it, while looking upwards. The bookshelf is about twice as tall as mine, so you can't definitely take the top one by hand. If you want to see it, you must bring the ladder.

Undaunting and colourful, check titles for eye-catching potatoes.

Sounds like the details of what magic is all about, the life of a famous magician, and the details of what magic will be like to me. You don't see what I'm looking for enough to be stunned.

Nothing. A magic book wouldn't be unusual here. I can't find any books on higher magic.

"Why don't you have a higher magic book..."

I wonder if there's any leakage in my search. It's hard to see the top or something.

But my eyesight is good for nothing, so I can see it firmly, and I'm going to be watching it all the way from the edge. Still don't see anything that looks like it.

Maybe you got the wrong bookshelf.

I wish Jill was here at a time like this, and I sighed in front of my eyes, a book that comes down a bit.

Suddenly the book sprung up in front of me, the title said Mastery of Higher Magic,. Oh, and my voice leaks by accident.

"... this?

"Thank you, su...?

Thanks to the heavy bass that fell from overhead, even as it became half questionable. Who offered me this in the first place?

Grab the book with both hands and look back, your cheeks are a little sore.

No, I know it's rude, but you're scared when you suddenly have a long standing behind you?

It was me that hit him lightly, but that he was so long that I almost stuck him in my chest. Big guy, two heads bigger than me.

Plus, I'm wearing a knight-specific coat, not a magician's robe, besides a sword. It must be the Knights, not the Mages.

How could that have stayed here and had this book?

A man stays upright and immovable with no expression on me that causes unexpected people to punch his eyelids. I have a neat face, but I'm on the top of the Buddha anyway, so... yeah, I'm having a little trouble. Why won't you leave?

"... Miss Lisbette"

"Yes, sir"

"Don't act too alone. What happened to your squire?"

Uh, uh, what is it all of a sudden?

Men have seriously dropped their attention without changing their facial expressions at all. No, I'm sure you're right about what you're saying, but suddenly you're surprised it's over.

"Oh, oh... Jill, my father called me..."

"... well, excuse me. I thought you were officially negligent."

"Jill's not like that."

I don't know, but I think this man is mistaken for Jill.

Jill is sweet, she protects me, she takes care of me.... I don't even feel like my subordinate love is going too far, but he's on my side and he's helping me.

So it's impossible for Jill to skip work. Ning Lo, I want to give you a vacation from me so much,... let's give you a vacation next time. You'll be tired of just sticking to me.

"... he wouldn't be a glimmer of a man. Even Master Georg's grandson is. Are they people worthy of your trust"

Me gradually frowning at a man spinning his words pale.

Maybe no offense to him. I don't see any malice, and I know you're giving me some very serious advice.

But even considering that... it's annoying. I feel like they're insulting my eyes.

"... With all due respect, I believe what I see. I've spent years with them and I know the character. He's on his side."

I may have about two horizontal wrinkles on my forehead, but it's nothing good. The two of us are more important to me than that.

Can we not be uncomfortable being suspected of not even having a dear friend and squire?

"At least I wonder how strangers can say this to me.... don't call them bad."

Zero from my lips was a cold voice full of thorns. Apparently, it was more frustrating than I thought.

I know it wasn't meant to disparage men, but it still irritates me like I swallowed something weird. I'm aware that it's not very popular, and I reasonably concluded that it should be repaired.

... but I don't like being told bad things about you two.

The man looked slightly at me when I put a horn in my eyes. This was the first time I had changed my expression, but it wouldn't be a very good change.

Kew, and as he held the book he received and looked up to the dew to dissatisfaction, the man lowered his eyebrows a little and then, roughly, lowered his head.

"Offering words, excuse me"

This scared me a bit unexpectedly to a man who lowered his head at an angle of exactly 45 degrees from his cautious posture.... ho, the person is probably very serious... what you advised me about, it's called attitude.

If you say sorry, you can't be mad at me... and this one will be out of venom.

The man with his hips straight back stretches his spine firmly, now gently lowers his head, shakes his pale hair, and walks away.

... or who the hell was he? I understand you're a knight.

"Um, I'm sorry"

I just twist my neck over a sudden event, and I get a voice from behind me.

I felt no sign at all, but my shoulders trembled when a soprano sounded like I rolled the bell from close quarters. I had no sign of anyone earlier either......!

Looking back, perhaps, a beautiful girl with all her colored hair cut at her shoulders looks sorry at this one.

"Dear Lisbeth, I'm sorry my brother has been a rude imitator"

"... sister, is it?

"Yes. Sorry for the sudden"

Deeply bowing your head is certainly similar. There was a shadow in the color of my hair and on my face. Well, the softness of the expression seems out of step.

"He doesn't seem to have said it in bad faith either, so he's not that angry."

"That would be helpful if you could say so. Later brother...... I'll leave my brother alone!

I laughed and slapped my two arms and said, "I'll take care of it!" and an intentional sister. I think maybe it feels like I'm appealing to you to roll your arms and be muscular.

... I'm not sure, but she really looks like your sister. I'm kind of motivated.

"My brother's got Velph's witchcraft on him, so he's upset with Velph. Your daughter, Lisbeth, seems to be under guardianship."

"Shh, are you a guardian?

"Because my lineage has been producing knights for generations. My brother is also a knight. He is also present at the Magic House."

There was a gradual convergence in your sister's explanation.

You were wearing knight's clothes because you were actually a knight. Father scouted there, he said.

How dare your father pull a knight too... though many knights don't like magic very much. Not many people are aristocrats and knights, because aristocrats probably want to run a territory or work for the Magic House in the first place.

"My brother recognizes Master Velph as his master... so I'm worried about Master Lisbeth because of that extension. Forgive me for being disrespectful."

"You apologized, and I don't mind"

"Thank you"

Your sister, who broke up peacefully as relieved, is so adorable.

You're a beautiful girl with a gaze of adorability in the boyish, unlike any lady you see at a party or anything. Do you say the type that seems to be liked by the same sex, feels like it doesn't have a back surface.

... It's good to be eye blessed, but who is it after all? I understand you're the sister of a man earlier.

"Uh... Mind if I peek at your name?

"Oh, excuse me. My name is Fiona-Vestrem. My brother is Loran-Vestrem."

"Mr. Fiona, I see."

Mr. Fiona and Mr. Loran. I remember the name. I mean, you're not going to forget, with all sorts of contrasting siblings. Your sister seems happy, while your brother feels oligarchy.

"I'll come and apologize to my brother later!

"No, no, it's not good!

"It's okay, because I'll pull it off by force!

Unfortunately, Mr. Fiona has learned quite a bit about behavior, yes.