The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Even as Dr. Syllabe walked away, no one opened their mouths and the harsh atmosphere dominated.

As a Mia individual, I have no great interest in the aristocratic system. Instead, I even wish the system of nobility, which has tormented my mother and Mia so much, was not clean and refreshed.

But that is a thought that can be done because it is someone placed in an extremely special situation called Mia, which does not apply to the rest of us.

"Hey, are you going to lose your aristocracy?

Teresa squeaks pompously.

"You can't lose it. Ugh!

"Don't yell at me. I'm also the son of an Imperial soldier. You don't expect to lose your aristocracy. But I'm sure you're interested. Assuming there's no more aristocracy, what the hell happens?

While Pruitt whispers his ears with his pinky fingers, he mouths a simple question.

"Perhaps, considering from what the teacher has said so far, a centralized system for now. And I think we should eventually move to a parliamentary democracy."

Eight answers instantly as he puts his arms together.

"Giddy...... erm, what's that?

Teresa tilted her ankle with Kyoton and asked Eight.

"It's a system where the people's elected representatives consult and decide on major political final decisions."

"The people are civilians too!?"

Cliff takes his seat up, dyes one side of his face in disgust and screams.

"Yeah. The teacher would have denied running the national government exclusively in nobility, wouldn't he? From a political point of view, at least I'm assuming a society that doesn't recognize the distinction between civilians and nobles."

"There's no way such a society can be!

To Cliff raising his anger, Pruitt glanced at him,

"You know, I guess I'm just testing a virtual system! It can't be. It can't be. We're not arguing."

Strong, say it out.

"Gu!"

Cliff turns that way as he lowers his back to the chair.

(I'm a little surprised...)

If you were Cliff a while ago, you'd be leaving the classroom angry, and I thought you would.

"Yes, sir. Everybody, it's lunch time."

That's when a beautiful woman with gray hair showed up with cooking with a black clothes spy.

"Thank you very much, Lucia, every day"

As Pruitt rises upright immobilized, he lowers his head while slightly blushing his cheeks.

"We need to eat properly because we're growing up."

With a crisp smile on her face, Lucia opens her magic bag and arranges the dishes on the table.

Lucia and the spies disappear and Mia and the others start eating lunch.

"Today, is it milk on the sandwich? This cheese is as delicious as ever."

to Pruitt, who gives his smudges and thoughts,

"These cutlet sandwiches are delicious too! The gravy and this sauce are exquisite..."

Cliff cheeks with a trance look.

"It's delicious. It's delicious."

Yeah, it's delicious.

Happily, Guru nodded lightly at Teresa, opening her mouth wide and ravishing, and Mia pecked the sandwich, as usual.

Unique acidity spreading in the mouth and soft texture of mouth relief. That was in extraordinary harmony with the crisp vegetables. Besides, this white bread also has a fluffy, thin sweetness.

"Nevertheless, you didn't expect this level of cooking to be eaten every day"

"I agree with that. I hope this dish can be danced to the inhabitants even in my territory..."

……

Teresa's shaped eyebrows jump slightly for a moment.

Teresa?

Maybe it was Mia's fault to tell from Teresa's continued eating like nothing happened.

I regained my mind and Mia also resumed including the sandwich in her mouth.

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"Tomorrow I will have my accompanying quest taken. By the way, it's going to be a combat quest, just like it's going to be."

"Ok!"

Pruitt gasps and Teresa jumps up and shakes.

Cliff also has his usual grumpy face with his arms around him, but he seemed happy somewhere.

"This is the quest of the day. Encourage each other."

If you look lightly at the consignment from the Alliance, [ask for 8 servings of salmon pie!] was. However, the client's name is indicative and blank.

So today's class was water-based magic. I was somewhat anticipating, and not much of a surprise, including the fact that every unscrupulous quest has my client's name lying down. Just say one thing...

"You know, we've never made a salmon pie before, right?

Everyone nods to Pruitt's words, yeah.

"Um, bring the fish, go to Straheim's Dining Room - [Silver Knife]"

"I see, you ask me to make a pie"

Eight punched his right fist in his left hand and nodded loudly.

"Today's quest is amazingly serious."

Exactly. What a worn-out mansion repair and remodel yesterday. Plus, it all comes down to the condition of being glazed.

Eventually, it was ten o'clock at night and it was finally done. I don't care what you think, I think this is beyond the scope of the adventurer's work...

"Of course, you guys make your own pies. All non-salmon ingredients should be sourced on the market. I want you to rest assured that I have all the sums spent"

"Naturally!!"

Oh, did this still happen......

While the giving up mood can stand in, the teacher unilaterally tells him to listen to the pie recipe from the [silver knife] chef, and when he moves Mia and the others to Straheim's usual square, he disappears.

riverbed at the northeast end of Straheim.

The spherical moisture that floats on the river's surface slowly lifts up above.

"And I got it!

Eight raises a voice of joy. Inside the spherical moisture, one fish was trapped. This is the medium water magic - [water balloon]. They manipulated the water in a spherical fashion and caught every fish in the water.

Eight took the fish and stored it in a magic bag.

"Eight's got magic, too, now you can use it."

to Teresa's admirable whining,

"Really?"

Mia hammers too.

"Hehe..."

"Well, not as good as I am."

Even as Cliff nods, he vomits his words proudly.

"You know, you, what's going on?

"Shut up!

To Cliff pointing his mouth, Pruitt flaunts his shoulders and looks over at everyone.

"Okay, that's the thirtieth one. Numerically enough, buy other ingredients, then go back to [Silver Knife]"

Everyone nods at the proposal and walks out towards Straheim's market.

"Not at all! This is how you get your customers out! Rebuild it!!"

From the chief chef of [Silver Knife], I take away the fifth waste.

"Hey, let's do it!

……

Everyone snorts silently at Pruitt's words. If this were the time of the start of the quest, there would have been anger around Cliff, and Mia and the others might have spooned it right away.

But in the past three weeks of daily quests, the teacher hasn't chosen just casual. I knew that very well.

Now, at an incredible level, Mia and the others have improved their abilities. It's not just magic. The same goes for today's politics class, but every day he masters skills and knowledge in a variety of fields. And I realized it was blurry. If you really want to be good for your country, it doesn't matter how much you learn magic alone.

Then, three failures,

"Fine. Not at all yet, but it turned out to be edible salmon pie."

Finally getting a pass from the Chief Chef.

"Thank you!

When we all bow our heads,

"Come on, man!

The Chief Chef returned to work with a happy smile and encouraged Mia and the others.

Pick up the pie and head to the designated client's mansion.

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Designated was just a large four-story mansion at the north end of Straheim.

"Hey, what's here..."

Even as Cliff looks up at the rugged building, he hikes his cheeks.

"Yeah, I think it was a royal villa."

In a three-week quest to Straheim, this town almost walked around. At that time, I heard that this mansion was the royal residence in Straheim.

"That's right. No way, the client of today's quest..."

When Pruitt speaks to the boss,

"No, no, no way, that won't be possible"

Cliff shakes his face left and right in a hurry.

"Oh, yeah, you are."

Even the always-powerful weather Teresa was clearly puzzled.

"Anyway, let's deliver the pie before it cools down"

"Oh......"

Unexpectedly prompted by the eights of the most dragging ideas, Pruitt tells him as he approaches the guard of the mansion that he brought the pie of the quest with him.

"Please wait here"

I was wondering if it would be lightly liberated by pressing the mark, but it would pass into the mansion room.

Time passes for my stomach to get sore and two people come in.

Long golden hair like hyena (freshness) on body over two meters. If the figure is one that lives in the Imperial Capital, then someone who has seen it once in rituals and such. Archive Emperor - Georg Rose Archive!

"Heh, Your Majesty!!"

He was naturally standing up like a spring trick. And that's the same for the Pruitts. The only thing Eight looks up to each other is Kyolokiolo, Mia and the sires as they sit in their seats.

"Take it easy. First, let's eat the pie they brought us."

I manage to nod and take a seat.

"Yeah! Don't go, this! Delicious!"

Emperor - Georg's words of praise were certainly an honor, but honestly, I was too nervous to feel the flavor or anything at all.

"I'm delicious, too."

A beautiful silver-haired girl, elegantly containing pie in her mouth and loosening her cheeks, as if she had manifested herself in the land as she appeared in the miga.

She's also very famous. Lilinoa Rose Archive - A Virgin of the Overwhelmingly Popular Empire, young and old, Ronald's sister.

"Mia, it's been a while. Ronald always takes care of you."

Ronald did not actively introduce his family to Mia and those close to him because he did not like being treated in a special way as a royal family. Still, only once was introduced to His Royal Highness Lilinoa, my real sister.

"Yes!

Mia bowed her head deeply in haste to His Highness Lillinor, who would meet with elegance.

"Uh, Your Majesty, so what can I do for you today?

On behalf of everyone nervous about the bees, Eight asked me what Mia and the others wanted to know the most.

"I wanted to eat salmon pie - because it was only in front of the building, and I wanted to put it away for the first time to see what his secret was like."

"Do you know the teacher and His Majesty?!?"

to Cliff's questions as he rides out and asks,

"Sort of. Not to the extent that he might tell his father-in-law or his brother-in-law how they work."

The emperor Georg, with a sarcastic dry grin and throwing the pie into his mouth, and His Highness Lillinor, with his hands on his red-dyed cheeks, twitching and stuffing.

"What do you mean..."

"No, I'm talking about crappy adult measures. More than that, is it fulfilling now?

"" "" "" Yes!

Only that reply overlapped brilliantly.

The emperor Georg watched with his eyes narrowed, looking at how Mia and the others were doing.

"Good luck with that. I sincerely hope that they will survive this ordeal."

I uttered words of encouragement.

"I'm very supportive, too! Be sure to win an unpleasant pass!!"

Pruitt and Cliffs men trembling with emotion at the figure of His Highness Lillinor, who joins his hands and seriously encourages him to work as if he were destined to do so.

"I will do my best!!"

Instead of Pruitt, who is in love with His Highness Lillinor, Mia and the others imitate it because Eight carefully lowered their heads.

Emperor Georg, when he raised the corner of his mouth,

Come on, let's eat.

It prompted him to resume.

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He was politely escorted to the front of the mansion and is currently on his way home.

"Who do you really know, Your Majesty, Doctor?

This question of Pruitt can be said to be one that we all now have in common.

"The teacher is the teacher. I'm sure there's no other answer."

Eight's words, which I assure you with a strange face, were strangely persuasive.

"So is that. Waste of time just thinking about him..."

"Maybe."

to the nodding prute and cliff,

"Hey, hey, when we get to the dorm, shall we fight in bag battle mode again today?

"Oh, that's good. I've been losing to Teresa lately. Now we win!

"Yeah yeah, but you can't beat me!!"

The teacher gave me an improved magic bag. The difference from the previous bag is that between 0 and 100 points, called Battle Mode, a mode has been added to compete for points with everyone.

"Not at all..."

Cliff shook his neck to the left and right as he shrugged, and Eight laughed cously.

I'm so happy that this vibe is somehow,

"Mia, of course you're in!?"

"Yeah!

Mia spoke well of her consent.