Femme is the one who was most surprised by the emergence of the mysterious girl.
I mean, I guess Fem didn't even notice.
Femme is the Demon Wolf King, the Demon Wolf. I'm more sensitive to the signs than I am.
The fem didn't notice. Quite hands-on.
What about Morphy, who is as sharp at the signs as Femme?
That's what I thought, and I wasn't particularly surprised to see Morphy.
"Uh, who is it?"
That's what I ask, and I miss Sigi.
Fem also covers the child demon wolves behind his back.
Millett, Colette, was right for a sudden visitor.
Try to cover Millet and Colette like that, Vivi gets up.
"Whatever."
"Mo, Morphy! Be careful!
Morphy, on the other hand, went to hang out with the girl.
Vivi stops, but Morphy doesn't care.
"Hey, what's wrong with this cow?
"Not anymore."
The girl is rubbed by Morphy's body and confused.
From the reaction, it doesn't mean I know Morphy in particular.
Confused, the girl is stroking Morphy.
Morphy is so cute, it's a natural reaction.
"Hehe"
"Mo."
As she stroked Morphy, the girl seemed to be captivated by Morphy.
I concentrate on stroking Morphy.
"Sounds like you know me... What can I do for you?
"Oh, yes, it was! I finally found it. Master Alfred!"
"Huh?"
I don't remember taking the girl as a disciple.
Colette and Millet, the disciples, also seemed surprised.
"Huh? Is that your apprentice?
"Old man. Did you have any other disciples besides the Colettes?
"No, I think it's the first time we've met rather than remembering you as a disciple"
Ask the girl just in case.
"Um, I'm sorry if I'm not, but this is your first meeting, right?
"When it comes to first-person, it's like first-person, but not practically first-person!
I don't know what you're talking about.
"I mean, what do you mean?
"Before I can explain, you need to introduce yourself. I'm Stella. He's a genius magician."
"Genius. That's amazing."
Excessive confidence is alarming in combat.
But if not in battle, it's not all bad.
If you don't have confidence in yourself, it can make you more likely to break your heart in rigorous training.
I, too, used to think of myself as a genius when I was a kid.
I feel this confident, I feel nostalgic too.
"So, let me know why you're my apprentice."
"Yes, Master"
Stella starts talking.
Stella seems to be my magic master's grandson.
And the father of the girl who was supposed to be Stella's master died early.
Therefore, as the genealogy of the Wizard, I am obliged to take Stella as my disciple.
That seems to be the claim.
By the way, while she was talking, Stella had been stroking Morphy's head.
Morphy is happily rubbing her body against Stella all the time.
"I see. Stella's father was also my master's apprentice."
"My father will hit Master Alfred's brother."
"You're not a disciple, so stop calling me a master"
"No, I won't stop"
Seems compelling.
That's not all bad again either. The Wizard also needs fortitude.
But sometimes honesty, like the Millets, stretches out, so I can't say it all.
The girl's claim sounds impossible, but it actually makes sense in a magical way.
The magician attaches great importance to the relationship between his disciples.
Think that the magic system will be taken over and developed from the master to the disciple.
But when a teacher dies before the disciple takes over the system, the system is interrupted.
In that case, you will beg the master, the archdeacon, to teach you.
If the Grand Master is dead, it is the common sense of the Mage to beg his brother disciples to teach him.
So you must have come to me as Master's apprentice.
"I see. I get the story. But it's not the first time..."
"We got eyes on each other at the triumph parade in Wang Du"
"... I think that should be the first time we meet."
The Triumph Parade of the King's Capital is a parade to commemorate the Crusade of the Demon King.
I wasn't a demon king, I was actually a former demon king, but I'm still a demon king publicly.
The Triumph Parade was home to tens of thousands of King Urban residents.
There's no way I can remember, even if I have eyes.
"Don't you have any other sibling disciples?
"He's not here."
"I see. Were you"
My master is a magician from my home village.
The master, who was a retired adventurer, taught me practical magic.
I think it still has a huge impact on my way of thinking about magic.
The master died before I became an adventurer.
It is the magician's logic that a favor that cannot be returned to the master should be returned against one gate.
Though.
"I don't feel comfortable."
"Why is that! Master."
With regard to magic technology in general, I started learning magic in five years.
My mentor told me to give all my exemptions, and from then on, I am self-taught.
Ever since I've been an adventurer, I've been arranging magic to make it easier for me to use.
I don't see myself as the rightful heir to the magic system of my master.
"I don't think I deserve to be Stella's teacher."
Stella went out of her way to find me, a teacher's apprentice.
It is obvious that we want to inherit the magic system that continues from the Master.
Then I don't deserve it.
Fundamentals would also allow me to teach while remembering the teacher's teachings.
But it's so powerful that Fem and I approached each other unnoticed.
You can call me a skilled magician. The basics must be fully learned.
"As Stella's master, I don't think I deserve it."
When I said that again, Stella felt sorry for herself.