The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady

"Did you enjoy last night?

"Chi, chi, no! Idiot!"

The first thing in the morning is to say hello! You really made it, Ilia!

After that, we fell asleep together in Yuffi's room. I couldn't help but cry and use my strength. Yes, I have no choice. There was nothing wrong with you!

Yet I greet you this morning. I did, you don't look like that. Whoo! Mm-hmm. Tsk! These 10,000 years of beauty! Perfect squire!

"Is that a curse, Master Anis?"

"If you say something really bad, you'll be returned as many times as you want"

"Isn't it Master Anisphere who doesn't care if you give it back"

Don't say anything stupid. Just eat your breakfast, and I'll handle the mess.

I'm used to it, so I start eating breakfast as prompted. There is no conversation while you are eating. Only the sound of the meal sounds as it is, almost at the same time finishing eating. I guess I'm a little early, about.

"Dear treat"

"Yes. What are your plans for today?

"Reini again...... no, I think I'll ask Ilia to use you. I need you to sign up for a meeting with the Ministry of Magic."

"Now is it the Ministry of Magic? I heard from Raini, but with the King's life as his shield, he's going to insist on a dossier?

"Hmm... before I do, I think we should discuss it properly."

Ilia looks unexpected in my words. Well, if you think of me before, right? I thought it would be useless to discuss it with the Ministry.

I still honestly don't expect you to listen to me.

"I was wondering if I was any worse off getting out in a tough way than this one took the royal life. You can pull your father out again if he does something that buys you some time. You don't want to make things rough over there right now. Then I'll talk to the restructuring HR."

"It's a very calm opinion. That's all I had in mind for the Ministry of Magic."

"Haha, I wasn't even me until yesterday"

"... to the point of becoming"

Would you look at Uffi there and not nod deeply? Ilia.... I can't deny it if they say it's because of Yufi though.

Ilia and Raini clean up after breakfast. All that's left is me and Uffi... actually, just a little awkward. It's not that I don't like it, but that I don't know what's right with me?

Look at Yufi, he's got a good eye. Then Yufi smiles softly, so he gets embarrassed and out of sight. Ugh, uhh, I'm not feeling well...!

"You're so shy."

"... I'm just not used to it"

"So should you get used to it quickly? Or should I love the beginner anise?

"Uffi is mean"

"It's the influence of Anis."

"It's terrible..."

Looks like it's my fault to go around.... No, I wonder so. Uh-huh. I don't know.

I can't turn my face to Uffi, even though it will if we just continue the conversation. Or me yesterday, I cried too much. I feel like I've been showing all these weird faces. No, 'cause there's no way I can control myself that I'm not aware of...

When I keep my mouth shut, I think of it stuffily. All I think about is Yufi.... I admit it because I can't turn my eyes on you anymore. I like Yufi. Of course, in a romantic sense. I already told you to surrender completely.

Just because I'm aware of the problem doesn't seem to be the nature of being able to stand around cleverly. My mother told me that I was neglectful of people's feelings and my own, but I don't know what I don't know, so you don't have specifications...

"You don't have to rush."

"... why can't you afford Uffi?"

"Because I admire you"

"... cheating"

I don't know how I could say that! I feel like if I stay like this, they'll make me good......! If I don't get used to it sooner, they'll make me feel much embarrassed. I don't like that because I think I lost something. I still have older intentions.

"... so Dear Anis. Do you think your discussions with the Ministry of Magic will go well?

"I don't think so."

Even without emotion, yes. The studies of the Ministry of Magic do not go against my magic. Rebellion is inevitable if I try to push for magic. I mean, I can't know anything more than I am, unless the Ministry of Magic changes its current attitude and mindset.

I can break it off if I don't have a choice now. My senses are, after all, uneven from the general feeling of this world. It takes time to penetrate it.

"You can only admit it once you've built it up one by one. No rush, huh? I'll work hard on the princess for a while. You told me your dream was coming true."

"But you haven't, have you?

"Of course it is! But if we're going to move on, we have to consolidate the ground. I think it's a good opportunity to hang on here. It's not yet decided that Yuffi will be king."

"... Really?"

Yufi smiled gently and nodded at me. That's all I need, that's enough for me.

I'm not alone. I have someone to follow my dreams with. That fact is so comforting. So there's no rush. Even if you become king, you will not feel this feeling any more.

Because you have Uffi there. So I can be so relieved, and I can believe tomorrow.... while I'm at it, I think it's cash.

"Well, we also have to be prepared for when we had to be kings. I'm going to study hard today."

"I'll be with you, Master Anis."

- Well, then it's a few days from now.

The day has passed since I informed Ilia of my request for materials. I haven't heard back from you yet, but it was about the time I started to wonder if this would be normal if my father and I would just have good footwork to do an immediate OK.

"Dear Anisphere, we have a response from the Ministry of Magic."

"Oh, I'm here. I was wondering if I could decide on a day out or something right away."

I take a letter from Ilia from the Ministry of Magic and look inside. The contents begin with an ordinary, aristocratic, rhetorical greeting. I didn't see anything I disliked, so I wanted to talk to you.

Hmm, I think I'm gonna go. Well, I guess you don't actually look good if you look at each other, but that's a stack you've had, so you can't help it. However, this time I would like to tell you that I would like to cooperate.

"Ilia. It's sunny, but I was wondering if you could tell her that this is the day because I think the Ministry of Magic can handle it at its leisure. If it's still sudden, could you tell her that it's okay to skip a few days at her leisure? I'll get back to you later."

"I'm in awe"

Ilia graciously receives it. I have to work hard too, I'm not very good at writing letters...... I was wondering if I could make a typewriter or something. Maybe I'll talk to Tomas next time I get down to Castle Town?

"Thank you for your patience, Princess Anisphere"

On the day of my visit to the Ministry of Magic, I was taking Uffi and Ilia to visit. Raini is leaving a message at the outhouse. Just in case, I asked the Commander of the Sprout Knights, so I don't think there's anything like it before, but caution is important.

I was greeted by a grandfather who was also seeing a back bend. Next to it stood that unfavourable Lang Voltaire and one less familiar young man. It was your grandfather who greeted me.

"Now the Ministry of Magic is in a tough time, too. Thank you for your time."

"Please take your seats first. And Miss Uphilia."

"Thanks"

I was prompted to take a seat, so I take a seat while you pull the chair. Everyone except Ilia sees the rash gathered again where they took their seats.

Lang is a smile who still doesn't know what he's thinking. I just feel like looking at me and Uffi somewhere with lizard-like eyes. Clearly, it's creepy. I don't want to get along no matter how much I try to get rid of the panic.

In contrast, it is the other young man who has no idea. I don't really remember people's faces because I'm basically pulling away from the palace. This one has a nice looking grin on people's faces, but it doesn't seem that way because of the prejudice in it?

And the last old man. I honestly don't remember this guy much either. But it's like we've met before... huh?

"Princess Anisphere is above all in your breath disaster.... I don't even seem to remember Non's face. No, time flies fast."

"When did you see me?

"Shall I name you first? My name is Jiltu Graphite. He was the secretary of the Ministry of Magic for earlier generations. I was the head of the Graphite Marquis, but I've already given it to my son."

"The Graphite Marquis! … I do remember seeing you as a child."

Maybe before I still tip into magic. Aren't you the grandfather who handled me when I got into the Ministry of Magic wanting to study magic? With that in mind, I'm starting to feel like I remember somehow.

The Graphite Marquis, in fact, don't ask so many names. That said, because I'm not remarkably good. The Marquis family of fame, it was often said?

Though it was thought that taking the seat of the magic minister of the previous generation would be an opportunity to spread the word, I knew that I had retired peacefully without leaving any activity that seemed to be active...

"It's an honor to remember. It's an old bone that just dries away, but if Princess Anisphere remembered it, it's above all."

"No, no.... But why the earlier generations of Jiltu Hou?

"I'm not in a position to be put on a horse anymore. Please don't call me Jiltu. The King ordered me to represent him during the restructuring of the Ministry of Magic."

"Now, Lord Ziltu, and. Is your father representing you?

"Yeah, whatever. It's pretty important this time. The Chartreuse family, who was the next generation of the Kuniken cauldron, took it from you. I'm surprised."

The Count Chartreuse family appeared, and the clan was executed for rebellion against the royal family for trying to establish a puppet regime by laying low and taking charge of Al-Kun only to talk about vampire relations. It has a lot of mouth sealing implications, but it was ideologically out, so there's no sympathy either.

"It's where I'm heartbroken, too. Without that one, my brother might have been able to worship the sunshine of becoming king."

"I heard you had pangs with Prince Algard?

"I certainly can't deny it. But I thought we could understand each other. In fact, we think we exchanged words with each other when we broke up. … really, unfortunately"

Really, yeah. Though my emotions disappeared unexpectedly and I became a whine in a low voice.

I'm scared to see the Ministry of Magic itself as an enemy when I remember Al-Kun too much. Slowly calm your breath and face back.

"I guess in my heart.... Whatever, that's the circumstances under which the old bone was pulled out onto the surface stage. Now the competent Earl of Voltaire, the Son of the Son, has been very helpful. We've managed to do it."

Lang gives a compliment.... Well, you're an elite even if you rot.

I guess I'm just not fit for thought and I'm competent. That he is the son of the Earl of Voltaire family, who is said to produce brilliant wizards from the boulder generation.

"Lord Lang and I have met several times, but what about you?

"I'll catch your eye first, Your Highness. My name is Miguel Graphite. I was driven out with your grandfather's help."

"Oh, Lord Jiltu's grandson."

"Because it is so old bone. It's not that I belong to the Ministry of Magic, but I remember it quite well, so it depends on what I bring in."

"It is"

Lord Jiltu's grandson. Hey. Similar...... similar? These people have a hard time grasping the vibe. Do you mean you can't see the bottom just because it's calm, or don't let it grab you? What a hard time. Looks like they're dealing with a cloud.

"Now it's time to get down to business. The Ministry of Magic is asking for materials."

"Yes, I would like permission to view and retrieve materials stored in the Ministry of Magic."

"What material exactly do you want?

"on the history of the founding of the Kingdom of Palletia and then the Spirit covenant"

"Ho..."

Hearing what I asked for, Lord Jiltu narrows his eyes as he strokes his jaw.

"May I ask your intentions?

"You know I can't use magic innate."

"No, that's a nostalgic story. I remember handing Princess Anisphere some magic.... It was an unfortunate story. Come on, I thought you were careless."

"Because you can't just look down and move on. So now I'm going to explore if I can't see the thread of the solution by examining the spiritual contract of magic origin. This is my father's mission as king."

"As long as it takes! Surely, if the miracle of the first king dwells in Princess Anisphere, we can say that she is safe."

Lord Jiltu nodded at me with a laugh. Is this going to be better than I thought?

"But what happens to magic if Princess Anisphere can handle magic?

Yikes.... I don't really want to be shaken right now. Miguel, who told the story, looks intrigued. I think Lang's eyes looked this way, too. You don't have to turn around.

"That's... whatever it is at the moment. It would be reasonable to maintain the status quo for a while longer than your father had given you the privilege of clarifying your spiritual contract."

"So in the future, you think it's possible to pull a hand from magic? That's unbearable!

"Hey, Miguel. Your mouth is too much."

Lang looks grumpy when Miguel tells him to mourn. Um, shall I keep the face of the Ministry of Magic here?

"It's something that was viewed more heretically than the original. Results are what you get. Guys, once again, we want to put our validation on the way magic works. A spiritual covenant will lead to the art of knowing the spiritual mind deeply. If so, I wonder if the existence of my magic will also be questioned as natural."

"As long as it takes! Learn magic, hence magic! Please, Princess Anisphere, just pray for the light in her quest!

Oh, oh...

Lang's eyebrows aren't going to come back. It is a little pathetic. As far as I'm concerned, I don't want to get too excited, but hey.

However, I could only have a loving laugh and this young man named Miguel planted a sense of bad taste in me. And Lang's displeasure wasn't going to go away! How did that happen!?

"Dear Anis, may I wait outside?

"Huh? Yufi?

"There will be many valuable materials, because they are going to be eye-catching. … please return when you have the necessary materials"

"Oh, yes."

At the end of the conversation, which seemed to cause bad air earlier, Lord Zildou and I stood in front of a library closed with heavy doors and strict keys to receive the materials.

When I tell her that I will wait outside, Anise will look at her like she missed the conjecture. I will be escorted straight into the library by Lord Zildu before exhaling. But if I don't tell you this, you're going to be distracted, Master Anis.

... and some of you seem to need me.

"Dear Uphilia,"

"Son of Count Voltaire"

"With Lang. May I have a moment, please?

"Yes, until Master Anis returns."

That's an indication. He called out to me, who was watching over Master Anis, but was also interested in me.

"... it seems like things are going on and it hurts my heart. Do you feel any inconvenience or anything?

"No, that's not true. Recently, Anis has also changed his mind and served as a royalty."

"Is that a spiritual covenant as a first step?... What do you say? Do you stand a view that is involved in magic and works well from Master Uphilia, who is blessed with magical talent?

To the kind of inquiry I would explore, I would stare at Lord Lang sideways and then take my gaze off. Then this sigh exhales into your shin and shakes your neck to the left and right.

"Perhaps it won't work."

"... why is that?

"I didn't verify it, but at the moment, Master Anis is innate in his inability to use magic. Will that be fulfilled even in spiritual covenants, or can covenants be made in the first place? As an assistant, I think we should look to the worst possibilities at the same time as we wish Annis success."

"As good as it gets... I still wonder if that attitude is great as the one raised as the next queen. I'm so sorry to hear about Algard..."

... Yep, really. I just regretted it when I thought about it. Failure to save that one must be a disgrace to me all my life and an unconsciousness that I will continue to recall.

"Even though the Chartreuse family has gone wild, the trust of both of us has fallen..."

"No. Lady Anis does not think so. Instead, it was the discord that had accumulated for so long that was the seed of the problem, and he told me that now was the time to remove that bud."

"Really, that's delightful. If Master Anis could give magic to the Spirit, he would no longer be imprisoned by the incredible idea of magic. I wonder if that's the kind of sight you should still have as a royalty."

... heh, really. “This is the world that Anis felt”?

I inadvertently deepen my grin at the emotions that have emerged from the bottom of my mind.

"Incredible thought, is it"

"Yep. That's what I think. There is no denying the use of magic, per se. But the theory that speaks of it… I thought it was just a little bit of a rush."

"Are you talking about the theory of the occurrence of demonic stones from the occurrence of spiritual stones?

"Yep. Referring to Spirit Stone, the gift of the Spirit, as the carcass of the Spirit...... I thought it was very blasphemous. Not to mention that the Demon Stone is what the Spirit has degenerated, etc."

"You don't deny it until it's useful, do you?

"Yep. Even acknowledging the usefulness of magic itself, I think many people find it difficult to accept the idea that leads them there. I was concerned about that. And the royal family."

"Sure... I'm out of line, too"

"Lord Uphilia, too! No, I've been worried about you, too. I was wondering if Princess Anisphere might be distraught..."

... Yeah, he said he was sick. Because I've always been heartbroken about it.

"Now, I'm here. Be sure to show Princess Anisphere the right way. My loyalty to the royal family and to my country remains unchanged."

"Ooh......! That's comforting. Please, then, as a member of the Ministry of Magic, this Lang will also help."

"Yeah, thanks"

Take my hand and stare at Lang mouthing on the back of his hand, and I smile back.

Plus, Lang and Smile were where they were returning, but the voice that broke in there sounded.

"Lang, why don't you come inside and help me out? Just Grandpa, you're gonna have a hard time taking out the materials, aren't you?

"... Miguel"

"Look, I'm only helping. Wouldn't it taste good to go inside?"

"Hmm! I know! Let's just say son of the Marquis family, letting outsiders in is a bad outing! You're still forgiven for being such a Zildou, don't bother to look too big."

"I know. Look, he said come on."

While I'm just a little surprised by the attitude I don't think of as a very Marquis son, I see Lang enter the library with an abominable distortion of his face.

I clean my hands by dropping Lang off in the back and then calling on the Spirit of Water to float the water polo in the universe.

"... unexpectedly Eggy, Master Uphilia"

"What is it about? Just, yeah. I thought it was a little dirty."

Wipe your hands in the water polo, then squeal your fingers and mist the water polo to turn it off.

... All this, I resent you. Dear Algard, I frown at the discomfort that makes the back of my stomach heavier.

"Oh, I'm scared! Or would you rather thank me? I stopped oiling the fire."

"What is it about? I thought I heard something very informative."

"You really look just like your father. Ha ha, keep the parents and children together!

You don't feel bad to be told you look like your father. The road is different, people, it's a respected back. You want to start lining up your shoulders someday.

Well. I'm observing a man named Miguel who broke into the story again. Somewhere without a grasp, you get the impression of a cloud. If you can never be alert, you're the one who sounds the alarm behind my brain.

"Is that me, on guard?

"I don't see a position, in the sense that"

"Neutrality. Neither. I'm just here to identify you. He's gray. It's not white, it's not black, it's gonna be both."

He said he's not an enemy or an ally, he'll be an enemy or an ally.

... Is this the Graphite family policy? What is inconspicuous is that you refrain from being conspicuous? Close your eyes and look at Miguel.

"Don't worry, your father and father are not your enemies."

You didn't even say "you're on our side," did you?

"... Nice. Yeah, well, people who can interact like this are really great."

Keep staring at Miguel with your arms together and nodding away from your gaze.

"If I were to reduce it, I wonder if I'd find out if I could use magic anytime."

"... ugh!

"Are you unconscious? Is Prince Algard's divorce still ringing? It's tough not to realize if you don't point it out, you should fix it, huh?

Sure, I was expensive enough to shoot magic anytime. Being pointed out made me aware, so it is easy to calm down. However, the problem is that I was taken into account, and the bitterness spreads.

At the same time, my vigilance for Miguel and at the same time my interest boiled. Perhaps he is also quite a magical hand-worker. Didn't I ever hear your name because you're lying down...?

"Hopefully, we'll continue to have a good relationship? Dear Uphilia,"

"Yeah, this way. Lord Miguel."

That's how I got my hands on Miguel. He looked just a little unexpected, Miguel, but he immediately responded to my handshake. A handshake to the point of contact is immediately released and a handkerchief is offered.

"It was wet, so use it if you like"

"Thank you for your concern. Can I wash it and give it back?

"Now, please keep it until the next opportunity. We are always looking forward to returning it."

Yeah, when there's next time, sure. That's how we smiled at each other.