"I knew you were a great sage. Hey, Calva."

"Your sister seems happy..."

"Ugh, shut up!

Camilla and sister Calva, who remained lying on each of the two sleeping quarters (beds), looked at each other and slapped a light mouth.

The two have the same shade of bronze hair on light black skin, and my sister is only putting her face out of the blanket while worrying about her mosaic hair.

"Good. You've both recovered at once."

"Recovery. It's a testament to your youth that you'll feel better soon..."

"Ah, ah."

While he grinned unsure whether the patient was happy to recover, Manuferno moved his round glasses.

Fairy Metius has fallen asleep from magical fatigue, and Plum and Hemperoza are helping to prepare their meals while cleaning in the kitchen.

"Camilla, Calva, I haven't fully recovered yet, Zula...... Sage and monk, lie down for a while and rest, you say eat something delicious. It's a slack... slack."

I am concerned about the uneven end of the phrase, but it is the Lucian youth who are rolling like minotaurs, wrapped in a blanket laid between the two sleeping quarters (beds).

He looks like a simple young man, but he seems to be his brother's role in supporting the lives of the entrants. Feels like I saw it. I'm about my age, my eyes, eyebrows and lips are all horizontal. He has a flat face.

Was it quite worn out or neat with a tired face.

"... Brother Lucia, it's the teacher who needs to rest."

"I think my brother teacher is the most seriously ill..."

"Such a temper! As long as I'm in the mood... I can do anything... Oh, no sloppy. I still don't need strength in my body. Unable to get up uneven......"

"Rest. Rest in peace for a couple of days anyway. Because the two doctors and nurses are going to eat and take care of you."

"That's the thing. Nothing to worry about. Because the sister of the king's government's scary agent will do the aftermath (...)"

"Yes."

My sister Camilla replies honestly.

My expression was gentler than when I met him in the World Tree, and I feel completely poisoned, or rounded.

It doesn't seem like a distant day will come when brainwashing will unravel and you can live like a normal girl.

My brother Calva has his face out of his blanket and is staring at me from earlier.

Manuferno's right, two female doctors and nurses in the kitchen are making nourishing foods that will help you recover.

All the ingredients I brought were likely to be a catalyst for witchcraft, and the flavor seemed second to none.

"... thankful slack..."

"Thank you very much, wise man,"

"Master Sage! I respect... I do."

Calva turns a sparkling eye.

"Whoa, whoa? Well, you're gonna get better soon."

"" Yes ""

My sister (Camilla) and brother (Calva) told me straight, and I accidentally lit up.

But it's time to go home.

Special Assistant Monoreder says he's staying tonight just in case, and he'll have two doctors and a nurse.

Then we won't be there, and we won't have to worry about it anymore.

From the adjoining room was the voice of Special Assistant Scarley speaking towards crystal ball communication. It's an amazing sword screen and looks like it's hanging with my boss somehow.

"Yeah, yeah! Let me know as soon as the wizard is present among those who have been captured (blamed) in a few days around the capital. Never take your eyes off me. Strictly investigate! Yes! This falls under the Sage's request, that is, the King's Government Secretarial Provisions, Article 7-2!

"Scarley, my God! Can you come here for a second?

"What's wrong, Monoreder? Tell me something important right now... '

"The nursing food tastes awful."

'Could you shut up for a second?!?

The two special aides in the next room seem to have a hard time reporting and ending this case.

The question is, who the hell made you "set up" the curse?

There must be a mastermind (...) to the case.

Of course, I know the executioner is a magician. I don't know if he was hired for money, or if he's a fellow religious group extremist, but he should be caught today, tomorrow, or in a state of confusion in a few days.

Actually, there is one important point here.

The ritualistic magic of the curse does not just engrave the name of the subject in the magical circle, but also requires information on the general direction and location where the subject is located.

Theoretically, the curse reaches wherever you are in the world. However, the effect of the curse is diluted in a way that does not identify the location, making little sense.

For example, a woman who has been abandoned without remnants of a missing man curses the mediation, but the man is alive without effect...

It is desirable to set up at least a limited number of districts, parcels, addresses and buildings where you live.

The Curse Magic Circle (Curse Magil), which I saw through Search Magic (Ggor), was carefully inscribed with the location of the garden and the names of all five people living here.

My sister Camilla, my brother Calva. And to the Emerial Gardener, the Lucian youth, and the semi-beast girl Hikariana.

I can tell if the Marino Serese religious group 'extremists' are going after two sisters and brothers who have left. But it doesn't matter what the other three think. In the first place, how did you know the name?

I'm not good at reasoning, but this means......

- Isn't it the result of the magician hired doing his job (...) on the "roster given (...)" alone?

If anyone is in a position to know that their sisters and brothers were protected here, they gave this roster of "Seven Colors Prisoners Rehabilitation School" (...) to the sorcerer. Close to the King's government, or someone in the Home Office with jurisdiction over orphanages in the kingdom.

While I was thinking about it, I walked out into the hallway and the door in the next room opened up momentously. A Special Assistant Monoreder popped up from inside.

"Ah, wise man! I've been contacted! Looks like one wizard has been caught in a state of confusion."

"Mmm? That was surprisingly quick. Where were they caught?

He was a mono-reader young man with a floating expression all the time, but all this time, for a moment, he gave me a confused look. With a low, low voice, continue

"That's... The King's government... says it's inside the West End branch building."

"... I see"

Apparently, I got my tail out.

Continued