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"First greeting. I'm Dionne Grey, who used to work under Baron Asher."

Waiting for Clay in the reception room was Lady, who had a lovely, compact physique as if she had walked out of the picture.

It was beautiful to say hello with the hem of the skirt, which was seen only in the movie.

The hair under the white lace hat was grayish pink, and the eyes as white as milk were clear.

The ribbon of the hat was neatly tied down to the left side of the chin, and the waist of the dress, which was calmly hung by the sky, was tight and looked only a handful.

Clayo was a little awkward to have a face-to-face meeting with "Lady," not with girls running on the training ground with knives.

"…Good morning, Lady Dionne Greyer."

Just call me Dionne. Shall we cut back on our greetings and sit down for now?”

Lady, wearing a lace glove with a slightly transparent skin, smiled tenderly over the elegantly twisted fan.

Clayo's embarrassment turned out to be the distance between the chairs. Sitting far apart with the table between them, the two began a conversation.

"I've been working at Asher's Corporation in Colpos until recently. I'm going to Seoul to continue my family business, but before I came back, Baron Asher asked me a favor, right?”

"What kind of a favor did you ask?"

"During the summer vacation, I want you to be a private teacher and guardian of the master who will be in the capital alone."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I don't think 17 is the age at which you need someone's care."

'You've thrown your child away all this time, and suddenly you're a surveillance station.'

"You talk like a child, too. It's very different from what I heard, it's fun."

The lady's eyes were as cold as glass when she snapped and broke the fan.

"I've already met my teachers. You did a really good job on your last test."

"Did you walk all the way here to check it out?"

"You suspicious bastard, did you think I'd fake my grades?’

"Oh, no trouble at all. It was nice to see my teachers after a long time. Rosa is still correct, and Dr. Jebedy is still eccentric!"

"…are you an alumnus?"

"I'm a little embarrassed to say that, but that Dionne will be your senior for five years. I also learned magic, so I was asked to serve as a private teacher of the master.”

I almost fell for it because of my dress and voice. Only his manner and tone were friendly, but Dionne's watery eyes did not smile along his lips. And a sorcerer who graduated from the Capital Defense University.

"The magic class graduates are basically level three or higher. That's right. It's impossible for Gideon Asher to be a lady of discipline.’

"But I'm here to give you a gift of father-son arrangements, not completely accepting the job as a private teacher. You decide whether to take the job or not. I told you."

Dione took out a sealed envelope from a handbag made of white silk and handed it to Clayo.

"Anyway, the most important thing was the delivery of this envelope. Can you check the contents to make sure they're right?”

Finally, it was a reply that I had been waiting for. Clayo opened the seal with trembling. First, a memo came out.

[Unfreeze account. Please confirm.

Gideon Asher]

'You've gone through a lot, and you don't say a word of praise. By the way.'

Clayo opened the envelope wide, kicking his tongue against the character of the father. There was a check under the memo. That's two, too. It was a personal check by Gideon Asher, each with 400,000 dinars written on it.

800,000 dinars!

Clayo immediately shifted his stance.

'A practical compliment is better than a mere compliment.' Thank you, Father.'

Clay quickly packed the envelope into his jacket. Including the amount in the account, the total amount is 1.2 million dinars.

It was 400,000 dinar more than the original amount.

The escape fund was ample and overflowing.

Dionne, who was gracefully pouring tea instead of looking over Clayo's envelope, took out his business at the right time.

"Come on, I think the errand is over, so I'll tell you the rest. As soon as I get out of here, I'll send a telegram to Baron Asher Jun. My second son, Dionne Greyer, will take full responsibility for this summer vacation.”

The fan, which was opened again, moved smoothly with a social language that Clay didn' know.

The watery eyes beyond the fan, this time with a smile that seemed really pleasant.

At the same time, Clayo's expression was faintly wrinkled.

This is because he/she felt that there was a serious setback in the escape plan.

"You wonder why you made that decision! I'll give you the right answer. I couldn't help but be interested as a wizard in who Professor Jebedi was so stingy with compliments. You were very excited, weren't you? For the first time since you, Albion will have another level eight wizard."

"You're an old man who can't help....’

"That's too much of an overestraint. The dean often tells the student's guardian."

If you insist no, that's enough. She didn't see herself using magic.

"Who doesn't know that Professor Jebedi doesn't have the art of life? He's so jealous. You're so cute, I stopped moving on.”

"Too much teasing. Please be polite, Lady Dio."

The lady who makes bird-flying noises every day, leaving the face she sees in the mirror... He was a man who exceeded Clayo's understanding.

Having eaten on time and running every day, Clayo Asher was still a boy who looked a bit shabby, although his physique improved a little and his physical strength got better.

"Oh, my God, I'm embarrassed. I'm telling you! You're a little taller and you'll get a lot of girls' attention if you turn your cheeks a little bit.”

“…….”

"I didn't know at first, but I look exactly like my father when he has a really cold face. You know, Baron Asher, there are a lot of women who secretly pond."

"I'm sure you know that I don't have anything to gain from you even if you praise me empty-heartedly, let alone.

Clay returned a very uninspiring answer. Dionne's lovely appearance is due to the loss of camouflage.

What's the point of being an educated, experienced, child-seeking wizard? Really because of a compliment from a professor?’

There will be no merit in particular for the allowance or for the living.

'And if that's the Grayer of the Grayer Merchants, all the more....’

The Grayer Corporation, founded by Vasco Grayer, was the most recognized horse-handling dealer in Albion.

Even though the size was small, the level of items handled was great.

Mad tools are a generic term for tools with magical functions, such as amplifying ethers or setting up magical shields.

It can be made new, but it has often been found in historical sites.

Vasco Grayer was the best expert in the field of harness repair handed down from ancient times.

Bascaux, described in the manuscript, is a moody, unruly man, but at critical moments, he gives out a marvelous tool to help Arthur.

"Dear Vasco Greyer, did you have a daughter who wasn't in the manuscript? I don't know the age difference.’

"Excuse me, but the Grayer Corporation's Vasco Grayer department...?”

"Oh, you know our Grayer Corporation! He's my uncle. I joined the Asher Corporation's Sentroom Trade Ship. "Until my uncle comes back, the business community is closed, so I can be a private teacher."

Clayo looked at Dionne with eyes full of doubts and boundaries.

"Oh, don't look at me like that. It's so cute to keep your ears up and watch out.”

Dionne, who suddenly stood up, hugged Clay, who was sitting down.

It smelled soft, sweet, and really had nowhere to stay.

‘!!!!!!’

Clayo, who was completely hardened by the sudden attack, quickly pulled off Dionne's arm.

His wrist was as thin as Clay, but Dionne was stronger than I thought.

"Please... let me go. It's Lady Dion! What a rude thing!"

"Now you're making a childish face, young master. Now that we're spending our vacation together, let's be friendly.”

You think it's a horse when it comes out of your mouth. With Dionne's excited attitude to make fun of the blunt little boy, Clayo just felt annoyed and embarrassed.

'Do it both inside and outside, girl!’

***

Dionne left school, saying he would repair the Asher mansion in the capital, prepare for the summer, and send a carriage the next day.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Master!"

As soon as Dione left, Clayo stopped by the bank.

This time, it went directly to the main store with abundant cash reserves, not the Royal Circus branch that I visited last time.

400,000 dinars of the account were immediately available, but the problem was checks.

I was informed that it would take another day to cash a check.

I wanted to pack and run right away, but I couldn't find any money, but I couldn't get any hint.

After returning to school, Clay packed his suitcase dry.

I said hello to Nebo yesterday. Behemoth was not in the room, perhaps on a daily tour of territory.

Tchryuba, who was about to fall into a very faint sentiment, looked for Clayo with a sorry face.

"Mr. Dean, if you don't clean up the warehouse, the punishment is not complete... You're asking me to come again today. I looked for Arthur as well, but I haven't left the dormitory yet, but I couldn't find where he is. I'll be gone for a few more days from tomorrow."

Clayo, who felt divided between teeth, managed to keep a smiling face in front of his friendly teacher.

Let's hold it in. It's almost over. Let's not match.’

"No, I'll go and clean up now. Thank you for letting me know."

Arthur was rarely attached to his room, so there was no way to find him if he ran away.

Nevertheless, I was worried that Jebbedi, who was persistent and bad-tempered, would try to find Clayo.

"It's also a job for a father to avoid eye contact, but it's no use being caught by an eight-level wizard.’

After a long sigh, I was determined to clean it up by myself. Clayo made up his mind and headed to the library warehouse.

Even though he cleaned it every day with Arthur, who didn't want to see him, there was still about a fifth of the luggage left in the warehouse.

'Yeah, I learned magic to use it at times like this.’

Clay walked to the middle of the pile of books and stretched out his left hand.

Quietly, a golden circle unfolded. There were quite a few books in the circle.

'Is it this much at a time? A few more times and we'll be done. Cheer up.'

On his way here, he started two school meals that he had in mind. Taking lessons from the failure of the previous one, he paid attention to the timing of overlapping law school meals.

Two layers of complex and subtle patterns sprang from the floor and seeped onto the paper stack.

"[Dismisses!]

The magic looked nice, but it didn't work. He was weak in spirit.

The books were crumbled with a half-broken paper shredder swallowing documents.

The scraps that were barely scraped disappeared to the level of a racked video.

Decomposition was a magic formula that quickly eliminated small, fine objects. It took a long time to get rid of a large object.

So I wrote [disband] together, but it didn't work very well.

"…I'll be up all night waiting for this to be done.”

Again, I had to use the truth.

Dust... Dust. Ugh, I'm ashamed because it seems like a second-grader's disease.’

It was fortunate that no one was there.

It was Clayo who looked around once more, knowing that the vacation had already started and the students would not come.

Then, he shouted the truth out loud.

Behemoth told me. Since it is a hymn and an oratorical song, it is necessary to shout out the truth as loudly as possible to maximize the effect.

"[From ashes to ashes, dust to dust!]2)"

'Oh, that's embarrassing!'

Clayo's ears blushed.

It was more than enough for a 32-year-old to handle.

But I can't think of anything else but this!’

The embarrassment, it was tolerable.

The two layers of magic that rose again permeated the load, and the books and papers in the circle quickly became dust.

The exploding dust in gold ether soon disappeared into the air without a trace.

2) Book of Common Prayer