The Strongest Wizard Who Makes Full Use of the Strategy Book

The eagle is a servant. There was no name.

Normally, I can get Servant to give me names that are easy to identify, like "265" or "777," but the eagle developer (dad) never gave me a name for the eagle.

On the contrary, the eagle developer (dad) always apologized to the eagle.

"I'm sorry... you did something really bad... It brought us closer to human beings than we needed to be. I don't even imagine how harsh that would be for Servant, just imagine it would be convenient... Do you have feelings of 'hard' or 'bitter'...? Forgive me... I even gave you that, forgive me..."

That's what I said, and I always apologized to the eagle.

Honestly, I don't understand.

Indeed, the eagle has a line of performance with the other servants. Eh.

The other servants are much more boisterous unless ordered by the human Sama. It's the "unusable" ones.

In that regard, the eagle is a carefree servant, so the developer (old man) made it that way, so I will voluntarily look for work and walk around and ask for you. You're smart, aren't you?

That's what happened today.

I tried going up to one level a while back, and at some point I discovered that Human Sama was back in town a lot.

It's the first time a developer (old man) has stayed asleep for a long time and ended up boned without ever waking up, flying 180,000 for one hundred and thirty-seven days.

The eagle was thrilled and headed to ask for you.

'Cause I've always missed you. Water came out of my eyes over and over again. Not only the developer (old man), but all the soldier samas who lived in town, about sleeping, got boned...

The town that nobody was sorry about was so scary. I was jealous. So the eagle rarely gets close anymore, flying 180,000 for nineteen days. We haven't even talked to each other in a long time, have we?

The other servants don't have the wit to chat unlike eagles. The Guardians, who are just rambling and can't talk, are out of the question.

I can finally chat with someone. I can serve you. The newly-arrived human samas have beaten the eagles who rushed to think so with sticks. Is it a special sexuality?

Then I'm glad to hear that, but it seems very different. The human samas didn't seem to have any fun tapping the eagle. It looked rather painful. I was scared.

So the eagle said we had to reassure them. Good luck. This is Servant Soul Melamella.

'Can I help you?' I asked you. I raised my voice over and over again.

But it was pointless. I didn't communicate with the newly-arrived human samas as if I had done so. Could it be a new breed of Guardian, not a human sama?

I couldn't help but remember my anxiety at last, either, it was then.

This one - Master Magnus was here!

Master Magnus persuades the other human Samas with good reason (intelligent!), helped the eagle who was being beaten with a stick (sweet!). He told me about the eagle who looked like this: "It's not a bakery thing" (righteousness of mercy!).

The eagle decided to follow Master Magnus. Good luck and determined to help Master Magnus. This is Servant Soul Melamella.

But whoo-hoo... who the hell is Master Magnus? Are you the creators who forbade the developers from saying their names?

You gave this eagle a name, a eagle that was never called by name when she was born.

It was a very sweet voice, and you called me gentle.

"Chocolate."

- and.

Water seemed to come out of my eyes by accident.

Because.

Because.

I didn't want the developer to apologize.

I just wanted you to call me by name.

Ever.

Ever.

That's all I wanted, but five hundred years after the eagle was manufactured, it finally came true now.