The day I thought it would come eventually came.
"I read it."
Olivia's visit to the fancy was the day after the fancy posted a letter.
Around that time, the fantion continued to work as an escort for Angelica and Cecil, while belonging as a researcher to an institute under the direct authority of the Witches Association. Via the institute, from the Witch Society headquarters to the fantion, one order was given - "There was a problem with the association members in Liafiat City. Go as soon as you can and lead us to a solution. '
Without even knocking, Olivia sat on the couch for the reception without having to be recommended, opening the door of the fansion room to irritation.
Then, the sound of a knock. The servant brought the tea, so he left the tea set "because I can do it myself".
The fantion sits across from Olivia and waves her fingers silently. The grain of light broke loose, and the books tucked away at the bottom of the bookshelf rocked as they responded - pushing the book through, the spider plumage, the fantion's use demon Charles peeked "Cui" in the face. He cleverly uses eight legs and manipulates the tea set to brew tea.
"No, really, that's a frigid notice no matter how many times you read it back. Besides, Liafiat is in the eastern part of the country. What are you talking about, you can't have a wizard in such a despicable place."
"You have a bad mouth, be careful"
"Excuse me, words have passed. Let's change it. - Fuck you."
Olivia's hard words return to the functionality of laughing with her nose.
"That's a trap."
"I guess."
I nodded. There's no way the Witch Society headquarters would take that order.
The physical condition of the Angelica clan and the escort of the functionality are kept secret as information only partially known, and not well known, but in other words, at least 'partly for sure'. There's no way they're going to give orders to pull away a good escort from a subject that they think Headquarters should be sure to keep.
In the first place, the functionality is, in a sense, under the control of Olivia, the educator. No orders will be given to the functionality without her permission.
Even if not, the apparent title of the functionality is' Researcher '. Why turn researchers to mediation - there is only an incredible element of which to take. I can tell right away it's a trap, it's too dodgy.
"So."
"Oh."
Olivia nods.
fantion asked.
"What would Olivia like? Souvenirs."
Silence.
And then...
- Face like you saw something incredible.
"It would be a flower for Angelica. Dear Daniel... Oh, is there any fruit Cecil can't eat yet?
"You're not going to Riafiat!
"Oh, you're going. Normally. But it still doesn't have the killer's eye-catcher on it, and to deceive the other eye, the move is the magic of transition all the way down the road, just like a normal wizard, and where it falls outside the magic range, you have to use a carriage in the tunnel..."
"On such a frigid invitation!?
Unusual, such as Olivia opening her eyes and roughing up her voice. Her original looks go hand in hand and she feels strongly reprimanded, but this is simply surprising.
Olivia is losing money in that kind of place, Smudge Fansion thought. My fiancé Soaran probably misunderstands that about this woman - no, I don't care about that now.
Thought it was bedtime, Olivia wrinkled between her eyebrows and put her finger on her temples.
"... if this is some kind of organized crime that resented you personally, fine."
"No, it's not good. Not at all."
"But considering 'the offense aimed at Angelica and the rest of the escort', it's not the story. The plan is too dodgy to be taken as a crime or a declaration of war after expecting to be spotted as a trap"
"If so, what about HQ?
The answer to the question was quick. I guess I had it originally prepared.
"Right now, Angelica and Cecil and the others, they're supposed to be evacuating. Daniel and his trusted servants will also be transferred."
"Hmm."
"Cecil thinks about her young age, her 'physique', her changing environment, and will have her stay in a branch of the Institute under the direct jurisdiction of the Witches Association headquarters for several years. The accommodation environment is complete, visiting time with the parents is also taken, and the escort is consolidated. It could be a few years' lurk, but it's for their safety."
"Yeah."
It would be a reasonable place. I have no objection.
Tilt the cup. A warm cup of tea ran down my throat, and at that moment...
"... naturally."
As a precaution, Olivia said.
"Evacuation will accompany you."
"Eh."
I want you to praise me for not swallowing, I thought.
I knew you didn't understand, Olivia. The fantion tried to tap the cup in half and placed it on the saucer, rising off the couch.
"How could you even me!
"Naturally. As it stands, it makes sense not to hide you, even if you've been named for your life."
"I don't care about the lives of orphans."
"Things were different back then. I don't care if you lose your ability."
"What's your job as a lab employee?
"Don't worry about your income. Headquarters will replenish you as much as you need. And when things settle down..."
"That's not what I meant!
Biting, cool face. This is the face I'm talking about.
"I don't know if it's the Witch Society's protective shelter or the concealer, but it doesn't suit my sexuality that it's getting smaller in such a moldy place!
"I asked you to clean it."
"It will be decided on even the things"
"But there's another way?
Nature and lips pointed. As Olivia says, it's best to get yourself and protect yourself in a prepared lair at HQ as a way to shake yourself in the future -
No.
There is one.
"- The wizard Françoise is dead."
I said what I thought, just like that.
Olivia then leaned over on the elbow of the couch and put her legs together to look at the functionality. He seemed to think it was stupid bullshit, and he obviously made that look.
"I know you were a suicidal person."
"Say stupid. If I die, it's a great loss for the wizard."
The functionality raised his thumb and middle finger.
"Listen. The wizard Françoise goes to mediation as the killer intended, where he decides to die in the hands of the enemy"
"Why?
"There are two. The first is the blur of the killer. If what you set me up with is just incompetence resenting me, catch me and finish. - At this stage, there is only one thing I can say about the killer." The killer doesn't know my special nature as a wizard ""
"What makes you think that?
'Cause you're trying to lure me to the East Side.'
Olivia wasn't incompetent, so she immediately guessed what it meant.
"... the more a normal wizard leaves the headquarters of the Witches Association, which exists in the west of the continent, the weaker the magical potency, but you can use magic in the same way, anywhere on the continent, not subject to the limitations of the scope of 'Protection of the Original Fathers'. Even so, the killer is acting like he's sending you east."
"Yes, that's why I sent this letter to Olivia. Knowing my powers, you never thought you'd be the killer in this case."
"Mislead might make you think so."
"If you even think about it, you can't act on anything. You killed me in the first place, and I don't even think Olivia gets it."
Olivia doesn't waste her time. Unless, for some reason, Angelica and others have had to be disposed of and the existence of the fantion, its escort, has been neglected, but it has been long since Angelica's clan was secretly protected by the association as a patient of ore disease. There would be no such policy shift yet.
If you gave up a hundred steps and you did, Olivia wouldn't use a far-fetched hand to forge orders from HQ. More - yes. Do it concise (smart).
"I take the killer's invitation to Urban Court, to catch a wizard trying to put me down in the east, to make me throw up the man I ordered, and at the same time, the fantion decides that I lost my life in a trap. If you listen to that newspaper, the man who ordered it will be alarmed that his plan was successful... that is the first reason why he decides to die a fantion"
"What's the second?
To encourage ahead, Olivia.
"The second thing is,... yeah"
That's what the fantion wanted to do someday.
I was watching the opportunity. It's
"I want to leave the Witch Society."
"The association?
"Yes, the killer seems to be somewhat involved in HQ because he's a person who can forge orders from HQ or something. It's obvious that if he finds out what a funtion he's supposed to have died of, it's not going to be funny. I'd rather not be near headquarters."
It's never easy to keep changing your appearance with magic.
If somewhere the magic of change has been solved - if the real killer finds out about it - it's better than hiding and living for years with that worry in mind.
"Then.... this is a good opportunity, 'I' will go look outside"
I want to see something else, away from the association.
"I think the wizard's drawback is that he doesn't have a broad horizon. Or is it a race you can't have? This is why I easily believe in and gain the shackles that are unlikely, such as' the protection of the Initial Fathers'. - Though it is not generally a disadvantage because that is what makes the Witches Association headquarters a tool for leading many other wizards. Still, there are aspects where wizards are inhibited by technological growth"
Olivia sipped tea. And in a cup with about half the contents reduced, drop the sugar and stir. Deep down, I seem to be thinking.
Eventually I looked up. They've come to one conclusion.
"You don't want to live a latent life until you make such an excuse"
I've tried decorating it with this wonderful thing, but in the end, I can't believe why.
Naturally, there was a bitter smile.
"But yeah. If I didn't suffer from a safe life, I wouldn't have disobeyed you from the start, but I would have drowned my head and chosen to live in an orphanage. But I'm fighting fast."
What I remember is that when I was young, I had a fight with my friends about beatings without using magic. What will happen to them? Just like myself, would you have grown up?
"'Sold fights buy in words' is the policy, right, me?"
Dude, dude, Charles with a teapot twists up the couch and adds tea to Olivia's ticup. Hot air rises white.
"But if that happens, I can't support what the association has expressed to you. Outside the association, not as a wizard, are there any supporters for you personally? Do you have any support?"
Reminds me of a childhood friend I once called my brother. - He hasn't been here yet.
That's why we needed to have other means at our disposal.
"One thing that seems to help me. Ahead, there's an organization that comes to mind. It is also an organization that is likely to gain knowledge of research. However, you will need to negotiate. Olivia, I was wondering if you could cooperate."
The answer wasn't so much, I didn't wait.
"I owe you."
I won.
I manage to endure that joy is about to appear on my face. but to surprise it, I glanced at Charles because he jumped a little happy.
I don't know if Olivia noticed Shall's behavior. Either way, I never said anything about it. "So," he continued.
"Where do you mean by 'thought-provoking organization'?"
"Yeah. That's..."
"I mean, instead of facilitating future dealings with the Wizard of the Council, the Council wants us to provide technology there?
"Yes."
The largest jewellery chamber on the continent - the Crew Lol Jewellery Chamber, the headquarters of the Veal Alton. In the reception room, the fantion was relative to the man.
Crew lol, president of the Jewelry Chamber of Commerce, crew lol.
When it came to jewellers and wizards, I also heard about the functionality every once in a while. Wizards need gems as magic tools, but the jewelers who divide their sales are ordinary people who are not wizards. For this reason, few wizards used magic to treat jewellers with high pressure and make rowing deals.
"I also swear that if such an undelivered person shows up, the headquarters of the association will turn their hands immediately and help you resolve the mess"
This is Olivia, and hence the deal with HQ's permission.
More importantly, the Witch Association is an organization founded for the purpose of wizard management and control. No one objected to using it as an exchange material because it did not deviate from the aspect of right the wizard's acts of disturbing security. No, maybe he was, but Olivia shut me up about everything.
And if he was the total former tightener of the jewellers, that was supposed to be an offer he didn't even wish for. However,
"What are you up to, wizard?"
I won't imitate you jumping at this suggestion, Trileukoes trying to expose this one's sincerity.
How disgusting the sharpness of trying to spot it to the bottom of my belly. As I played that gaze, the fantion made me laugh with a grin.
"Terrible. This is just a deal."
I couldn't have been made into a bust here. Anyway, there's nothing else I can count on.
However, as a wizard, you can't be seen through that and poked at unfavourable conditions here. Stay as vain as you can,
"If you don't trust me, do you have a collar that restricts your actions?
Peek through the black robe, pointing to the white neck.
"If you want, be your adopted daughter."
And -...