The Strongest Wizard Who Makes Full Use of the Strategy Book

I arrived at Sharon's designated restaurant at the perfect rendezvous time.

If this is your date with Aria, you will arrive five minutes early enough. I don't want to waste a second seeing you.

But this today is definitely not a date or anything.

It's just an act of a general and a military teacher just meeting each other to lube their relationship.

I chose the right amount of time to avoid strange expectations, but without disrespect.

Then,

"That's the Master. That's accurate in time! It doesn't matter what the battle is, it's a sense of professionalism in love."

Sharon gave me the most opening, overpraised.

... That's a great place to look.

"Come on, Henri. We will treat you to the finest dishes made with magical spices that can only be eaten in the Land of Witches."

"... Looking forward to it"

I'd really look forward to it if it wasn't for a situation that could force such tension.

Sharon was just the mayor, and we were greeted with the finest service and guided to the most viewable private room seats.

In the magical city of Nebula, magical lights are lit all over town as sunset, making it a night view as if it were a starry sky on earth.

Totally beautiful. Unless it's a situation that can force such tension (abbreviated)

I'll head over to Sharon and get to the table.

She was dressed in a dress.

It has a vibrant scarlet design with large exposures around the shoulders and chest. That emphasized the bust of Sharon's spills and the whiteness of his well cared for skin.

Well, be objective, you must be beautiful.

Although no woman is more attractive to me than Aria.

A veteran's service prepares for a toast with Teki, and me and Sharon hoist each other's glasses.

The alcohol is weak. I can lick it.

Sharon suits me brilliantly and pretends to be vulnerable to alcohol.

Around here, one of the best things to observe is the high level of the Wizard. Just as I immediately insight into her "pretend."

"What is Henri doing on holiday?

"It's mainly reading. And since I'm a wizard's end, so is that drill."

... Should I be clear that "holidays" go on dates with Aria?

Would it offend the mood and interfere with the "General Magic Flame” offense?

Uhm, I don't know about women's hearts.

"Well! You're just like me!

"Is that so?"

"We have the perfect hobby!

I can't help but say so.

An appetizer plate is brought in, but Sharon's questioning offense continues.

"What's your favorite food?

"I don't particularly like it or dislike it, but I'd like a small amount of good stuff"

"What's your favorite female portrait?

"It's ideal for someone who's intelligent, bright but not noisy."

"That's it. Thighs, maybe."

Yeah, it's not about you.

You mean Aria.

"How many children do you want in the future!?

"You want to match the wishes of the person you're married to. Because, as far as I'm concerned, I don't want children because I want to value my time and the time I spend awfully with them. Though it may be thin."

"I get it! I get it. ~ Eh."

"Understand, it hurts."

One, I get tired...

Absolutely nigga in this "conversation between general and military", how long will it have to go on?

Or, if I were a more social guy, I'd be like, "Lucky to have a chat with a beautiful woman! ♪ Or can we split it?

I don't know......

"Do you mind if I ask you a question too, Sharon?

"Absolutely! Please keep asking your sister."

"There are several magic schools in this Nebula, with a large number of students and graduates, right?

"You've got a lot of witch candidates and a bunch of wrongdoers who couldn't be more than twice that witch."

Sharon corrected it distressingly.

Those who could not be witches. Inappropriate person. Fallen - Sharon himself doesn't think that much, but the general perception of Viverahara says so, as he teaches.

In this land of witches - unthinkable in other countries - there are plenty of facilities, institutions and environments for learning magic.

However, only women from this country can learn. Only those who have the potential to separate the blood muscles of the Beginning Witch.

And those who are judged to have no chance of becoming witches are branded as fallen. The glorious future is closed, and all that is left is idleness.

"Sharon, would you like to recruit soldiers from what you call the fallen? They may not have been witches, but they must be wizards. One or two of the attack magic, it should work, right?

"To be honest, I don't think they're going to help? It's impossible to fathom a dragon zombie or a giant chimera manipulated by black witches, isn't it?

"One-on-one would be. But this is war. Numbers are power. Each and every one of you can operate as a fine firepower, even if it doesn't reach your feet."

"... I don't know why"

Sharon flaunted her shoulders.

Even during the short dialogue so far, I could see that she was the bearer of a rather flexible thought in this Viverajara.

Still, I didn't take it personally.

"Don't be offended, Henri? But in my country, war is for witches. Use the golem or undead. So we get unlimited zero casualties of war. If it were to die, it would only be witches. That's why we witches can enjoy our privileges. This is the noble duty of our country without nobility, the Nobles Obligation."

"Neither am I going to let the wizard stand on the arrow. It's only limited to fire support from the rear and operates. Then there will be no victims."

Except if it's an attack magic shootout with enemy forces, but black witches also don't because they're obsessed with "witch-only warfare and possession by witches".

And by breaking a custom unrelated to its military science, Sharon of Disadvantages can also have an eye for reversal.

"... let me think for a second"

"Yeah. Okay."

It was a good saying no.

However, I will not ignore it. I'll think about it. Such nuances can be glimpsed from the tone.

Even Sharon won't hurt my mood so that I can weigh in with Sharon and keep up with tired conversations, so he can make concessions.

That's still fine now.

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At least one story was fruitful and I was satisfied.

... Well, the meal went on and on without flavor of anything, and it was over until dessert.

Well, what do we do after this? the steps, and Sharon took his seat once.

"Ho ho ho, get some makeup done"

and left the private room.

I'm alone, watching the blurry night view, and the entrance and exit doors open.

I thought Sharon was back, no.

It was chocolate.

I'm perfectly disguised (clever guy!) as the servant daughter of this store.

"Dear Sharon, in front of your hand wash mirror, you've made a breakthrough on yourself."

"... what is that?

He said he would definitely take Master Magnus home.

…………

Shall I keep my mouth shut and go home?

"I think we should deal with this, Chocolate."

Weren't you sleeping in Sleep II?

"It will be decided by the Aya of the Word."

"It's a rambling Aya."

Just tell me what to do.

'I'm sorry, Master Magnus. Looks like time's up. Master Sharon is back. "

Chocolate threw through my screams and left the private room without sound like a shadow.

In a minute, Sharon will be back.

"You know, Henri. It's hard to say."

Sharon decided to kick his ass.

Is that the look on the face of a raptor that preceded his prey? Or that of a plagiarized female leopard.

Dot (...) Chi (...) et al (...) also (...) Different (...).

"I've got news for you. An army of" Beast Madness (Beast Mania) "is marching on this Nebula in the shade of night. Unfortunately, that's the end of the date."

It was certainly the look on the face of the general, knowing the noble duty, Nobles Obriege.