The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"I'd like to ask you one thing."

I stare straight into Mr. Bozler's pale eyes, trying to give him a childish look, as innocently as possible.

"Hasn't Mr. Bozler ever been here at all?

"... ah?

To my disrespectfully provocative question, Mr. Bozler glanced uncomfortably and lowered his voice.

Inside the meeting room, there is a tingling air of tension.

"What do you mean, kid"

"Oh, excuse me. That's how it sounds."

"I'm asking you how to ask where you are!!

Wow, the boiling point is low. Easy to handle and helpful.

I scratched my cheek like I was in trouble and screamed "hmm" deliberately.

"I did something like," Oh, my God. "

"So what's wrong with you! That's about it, and you're not on track!!

"Yes,“ that's about it!

When I returned it happily, Mr. Bozzler, who was furious, looked strange and shut up.

I try to dive into that staggering gap and keep the word going.

"I,“ he said, "have never heard of me." Besides, I totally get it. Anyone who's here, I believe, had a crush on him. "

I looked over at the row attendants and talked as if I were going to give a speech while acting childish with an exaggerated gesture.

Both the upper levels of the Knights, where there are many magnificent men, and the sorcery division, where there are many women, all have their eyes rounded.

I don't know if anyone here could have won because His Majesty used to say "The Beast Bandits That Night," but such acceptability is not important here.

"Both Mr. Bozzler and you guys should have done a lot and done a lot so far. Who are you to screw with me for nothing? There is no such thing as Mr. Bozzler getting puffy, I'm sure. Because I don't think there's a single such aunt."

It's a trick.

I'm talking to the pepper myself, and I almost laugh when it's something I could say about such a tedious beauty.

Arguments are changing as much as you want. We were supposed to be talking about national sentiment and an external physique for keeping the baby in a key military position, but we're talking about the difference in individual performance.

Perhaps those who were calmly listening as third parties would have questioned the obvious development of strange topics.

But I got blood on my head. Can't Mr. Bozler even think about it that far, he got rounded up in my manoeuvres, and I totally shut up.

Besides, the fact that the subject has become a background in the upper ranks of the military would be a bad development for him.

Because if he eats down poorly here, I can manipulate his impressions as if he's questioning the face-to-face background of the military superiors here. To jump in without a chance, it's too risky.

In other words, does it feel like a logical hostage or something?

Let's beat him another shot before he wakes up.

If you get two ahead of you, you're more or less a winner impressively.

"Besides, there's no such thing as nelly. What I want to do is do what. Isn't that right, Mr. Bozzler?

"... ah?

"We shall not be unclean. I can't believe it. Isn't that right?

I warp provocatively for a moment only so that Mr. Bozzler can see the look on my face, which I was careful not to dislike.

Mr. Bozler, who saw it, looked easily, mucky.

... really easy to handle.

"Kids just have to follow the people up there."

"Of course! We're (...) Uh-huh... right? Not nelee (...)"

"I don't know anything, kid. You just have to follow the older ones!!

It will, won't it? If it is emphasised that the increase or decrease in age is irrelevant, Mr Bozler has to deny it.

Because the understandable upward and downward relationship within the Magic Division seems to be between the leader and the members, that's all.

Maybe there are finer provisions, but at least being a young man, he doesn't seem to be in such a high position.

In other words, saying that there is no upward or downward relationship due to age is essentially going to mean that there is no upward or downward relationship between me and Mr. Bozler.

Not to mention I'm giving 'two names'. If you do poorly, it is also possible that I will be given a standing advantage in the future depending on His Majesty's intentions.

Besides, I'm still an unknown irregular of strength. Maybe I'll make a big feat of it in the future.

At that time, I have trouble stopping shaking 'seniority'.

So I guess I jumped into a fragrant trap to see, without thinking.

"Is one of them much more irritating?

"That's right, so shut up already, kid."

"But I don't have to cling, do I?

"Ahh!?

I finally told Mr. Bozzler, who was getting frustrated and climaxed, with a smile on his face.

Even though Mr. Bozzler said, "Stick to the crease," Mr. Bozzler, did you?

To my pursuit, Mr. Bozler presented a second cliché.

Wow, I'm super walnut in character. But it's fun.

It's kind of like when you're ossioking the village chief. Well, unlike the village chief, Mr. Bozler doesn't seem to be happy.

When my frying feet were decided to be stunning, all the knights and magicians were either laughing strangely or blowing out uncomfortably.

Mr. Bozzler stares at me with his face bright red and his teeth biting, but I'm like, "Yeah, why are you hanging around? I did it with a shimmering grin like that.

If you bit me some more, "Then His Majesty the Emperor is also doing politics by listening properly to all of you older people," etc., I did it by tapping on the reasoning I have trouble answering.

Here's more: "Mr. Bozler is my next youngster in this, right? Let's do our best not to disobey each other, to obey what you all say," you can also say things like that and shake them very hard, but if you just do that, you don't seem to have a good heart test, so let's get this far?

Oh, I knew it was another shot.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have kept my grandfather in line with the decency (...), and I am sorry to bother you any longer"

When I said that and lowered my head, the oldest man who was sitting in a seat close to me said, "Wow haha!!" and laughed out loud like that, sounding all the way outside the room.

When I looked up at him surprised, the man turned to me, distorting his stern face strangely.

"No, when His Majesty said he was going to make the baby a magician, I was worried that you would be tired... I see, this is something that His Majesty would like to call and give even the 'two names' can be snorted out"

That said, he looked at me with emerald-colored eyes, and then he threw his gaze at the magician's captain,

"Looks like a promising rookie came in, as long as I envy him. Why don't you leave it with me for a moment?

"Oh, could it be in the hands of the Knights Lord?

"Wahaha! Must be!"

Knight Commander......!

He's the oldest, and I felt that because he was sitting in the top seat, but I knew he was!

Nevertheless, it means the head of the knight, so I thought he was someone with a quieter atmosphere, but he seems like an out-of-the-box fancy.

The Knight Commander turned his gaze back to me again,

"But, well, it's a strong and pretty good thing to use the senior who stuck around as a stepping stone in introducing himself, but don't get along if you can!

Ugh. I knew you'd find out. That's right.

When Nico laughed and did it like I was "doing what", Lord Knights Commander said, "Wow! Really funny!" He said and burst into laughter. I can't laugh this way though.

I see Mr. Bozzler staring at me with great eyes on the edge of his sight, but I can't see it. I don't see it at all.

That's how my greetings to all of you in the upper echelons of the Imperial Army Front Line Squad ended peacefully at all times, safe and sound.