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While the cat was concentrating on rice, I searched the bedroom for other clues.

Clayo had very few things. Other than textbooks, writing instruments, and school uniforms, pajamas and a few modest casual clothes were finished.

'That's why it felt more like a hotel room.’

In the empty desk drawer, only a student's notebook and a checkbook issued by Plata Bank were included.

"It's like sending a check card to a kid who can't even look into people's eyes without taking care of him.’

On second thought, this family... I wanted to, but judging from the circumstances, the balance of the consolidated account is definitely going to be significant.

Would you be able to see the face of Baron Asher, who is such a rich man if you O-ring your bank account?

"As Master Lyuba said, I'm going to go to the bank.’

Looking at the tear on the left side of the checkbook, I think I wrote one or two pages.

When I applied the signature with a pencil, the pen's pressed marks were revealed. It was a sign that I could imitate enough.

'Let's use this for a while.'

Clay put the checkbook in his jacket pocket. And lastly, I opened my student notebook.

Clayo Asher.

Born in 1873 in Dernier.

the first year of the Royal College of Capital Defense

Article 2 Wizards Wanted

Ether level: 1 level

A behemoth covered Clayo's leg looking at his notebook. After eating all the chicken and soup.

"Hey, it's Clayo, not Clayo."

"Just call me Clayo. Anyway, why."

Chicken is not bad, but I want to eat steak. Medium rare, with Madeira sauce, with wine."

"What's this cat saying? Cats shouldn't drink.”

"Do you think the cat's the same body? Oh? I've seen you a lot today, so tomorrow, I hope you'll repay me with blood-red blubbugala wine and roast veal meat.”

When Clayo chewed on the picky request for meat and alcohol, Behemoth cut his shin with his hind feet this time.

It also hurt.

I'll lose to the cat if I see it now.’

Behemoth, who had been a natural cat until only half an hour ago, licked his front paws cutely as if he knew nothing and twisted his legs on Isiel Kishion's lap.

"You deceitful bastard."

a shining living room a good-looking girl in an armchair A cat riding on the lap of a beautiful woman.

"I didn't know back then, but she's really pretty from the bright side.’

His cheeks, which were softly scorched and glowed with wheat, were smooth without blemishes. The long neck curled hair was as red as a rose in Yewol, and the green eyes were as clear as the emerald was reflected in the light.

A thin chin, a high nose, and a small lips below it were tightly bound.

It could be as beautiful as a picture. If the cat hadn't been a living old lady for a century, and not a beautiful girl came to question Clayo.

"Don't try to avoid it, Clayo Asher. In terms of the range of the circle, the four levels are clear: ether level 2 or higher. Why are you hiding that fact?"

"I really don't know. I don't remember what happened after I fell into the river.”

'Hey, I was wondering why you were taking a break. Why are you having a hearing?’

Just before, Isiel, who had just burst into Clayo's room, wondered if he was flinching because of the cat, and soon regained his original purpose.

"So you unconsciously opened the circle."

"I can't completely deny the possibility."

It was the first time in his life that Clayo talked to such a pretty girl, but his mind, which had been a little restless, had long completely died down in front of her fierce interrogation.

Isiel rocked the tranquil life of Clayo's rich, stupid son.

So wouldn't you get serious?

With a firm expression, Isiel put the cat on the floor and stood up, which he had been diligently petting. The girl who still stood up in the chair looked down coldly.

"It's weird. Today, you were not pushed by my spirit as a prosecutor for a moment."

Isiel Kishion recalled his previously known assessment of "Clayo Asher."

The news that the second son of Baron Asher Jun, a skillful man, entered the school as a motive quickly spread on the campus. But he was just a timid, shameless, dishonest student.

But what about this boy here now?

His skinny, weak body was the same. Nevertheless, his eyes and posture have completely changed.

calm eyes as if one had lived for a long time a direct gaze a girl-like attitude toward her classmate Isiel

'This is Clayo Asher?'

"I don't know if you heard it, but the shock of falling into the river, I was confused in my memory….”

"You don't lose a word to me. How can a person be so upset that his memory is confusing?"

Clayo's point of view was crazy.

Clayo Asher is timid. Now I know that you're depressed. However, he could not imitate the personality of a child who was already dead, not an actor.

"People can't be themselves. But I can't believe I'm already getting into a fight with it.’

Well, there was a reason why she was so overreacting.

Isiel suspects that the mysterious installation of the magical formula may be a plot by other princes to harm the third prince, Arthur.

Of course not.

It was just a happening where students who saved pieces of ancient documents tried summoning magic without teachers knowing.

Once you hang on, the inside will be revealed. After that, neither will Isiel dwell on this side.

"Let's go measure the ether level to the dean. If you prove you're level one, I'll be wrong last night."

Clay felt a prick in his stomach.

It's going to be high if we measure it now, right?’

It was impossible to separate 'promise' from the body. In the meantime, I tried a few times to apply force, but the ring stuck tight as if it had been glued together.

The whirling cat only got angry looking over here.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh When measured, the ether level tells you in advance that you can't cheat.)”

Clayo had his head on the ground for the first time since he came here. In order to continue to lie down and play and eat, it was difficult to be seen for no reason.

"I'm not feeling well, so I have to rest for a while. I don't know why I have to respond to such a request.”

"Clayo Asher. If you don't comply with the measurement, I'll file a formal complaint against you. With ether level false registration."

"There's no evidence.”

"The evidence is my witness."

"Maybe it was an emergency, but I don't remember.”

Oh, the hearing. I couldn't help but be the same when the same situation came up.

And now it's time to get out of the wheelchair.

Clayo, who still had his fingers on his knees with a nonchalant look, hid his nervousness well. The content of the manuscript is clearly remembered.

"Three days after he jumped, the leader approaches Isiel. We still have four more days to go.'

"Then I'll measure it after I'm done."

"Don't try to play tricks on me."

"It's not a trick. I'm sick and tired now. Is it right to unjustly persecute innocent people?"

Clayo turned to Isiel's pursuit of fairness and justice.

"…how can he be sure, too, that it's not part of your plan?"

"Check with the house mate and the messenger. Is there any student or person I contacted who was stuck in the room before I fell into the water?"

There was a slight crack in Isiel's expressionless face. I'm sure they've already looked. Clayo Asher had no friends to visit.

Not a single person.

"If the case is not settled by the end of the war, I will accept your summons. But don't bother me anymore if it's settled before then."

Clayo Asher, looking up at Isiel, looked so tired and tired, unlike a 17-year-old boy.

A passionate teenager is trying to break the desire of a 32-year-old office worker to rest, who is suffering from overwork.

The boy, who had a cold sweat on his pale forehead, looked really sick.

Isiel couldn't push Clayo any longer, but his lips clapped.

Clayo, who was shaking his spine to see if he really got a fever, smiled inwardly.

'Come on, look at me now.'

When I thought I could persuade Isiel with a little more push, the pain broke.

Boom!

This is because someone slammed the porch and rushed into the living room.

"Clayo Asher, you should jump out."

'She doesn't have a friend. Why are there so many people looking for me today?’

"Do you know how long I've been called in since you jumped into the river? I felt sorry for him, and he was nice to me.”

The big boy passed Isiel and immediately rushed to Clayo. He seemed to be so angry that he couldn't see what he was doing.

A big, thick fist flew right in front of Clayo's nose. It was a blow that would break his bones if he was hit properly.

"Ugh, [Help me!]

Before Isiel could dissuade the boy, a golden semicircle and a complicated pattern filled it spread around Clay.

The boy's fist bounced off the boundaries of the circle.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The boy, who grabbed the back of his hand, screamed loudly. Isiel glared at Clayo over a brilliant gold-colored semicircle.

He had his hands on a practice sword so that he could step on it at any time.

"Wow, what are we going to do?"

Clayo, who is ignorant of magic, could know this time.

A golden circle with Clayo in the middle and a 2-meter radius. It must have been the "circle" of the wizard seen in the manuscript.

A circle is a circular field that stretches out in proportion to the level of an ether of a wizard. Inside the circle, the wizard was able to realize a 'magic' that deviated from the usual laws of physics.

I quickly remembered only the parts about the circle in the manuscript circles.

Only very talented students can play circles from the first grade. This is like the one who is at the bottom of the school, suddenly got a perfect score on the mock test.

'Promise' sparkled and sparkled. If there was a big threat to the body, it seemed that circle and defense magic were developed reflexively.

'...you had to put an insurance policy in order to put a modern man in a fantasy world. So this is what Isiel saw.’

It was clear that the magic that was activated unconsciously saved him from drowning.

'Thanks, but I can't do it now. Can't we get it back? Is there any way?'

He was caught red-handed while he was pretending that he didn't know magic.

Gold strings appeared again in front of Clayo, who was trying to find a way out somehow.

I felt a hot fever on the back of my right hand.

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Jeongjin shouted inwardly.

'I'll use it, I don't know what it is, but I'