The Struggle of Returning to The Other World

The next day, when I was in good hands, I headed straight to the royal palace.

I'm already a facepath handler if I'm just going to the training ground, but not today.

One of the soldiers was supposed to drive me from the entrance to the magic lab. The truth is, I know the directions very well - what a head thought, I began to walk after the soldier very much.

The front door of the royal palace is a high blowout.

Looking up into the heavens, it caught my eye that elaborate sculptures made several circles. But you can't look at them for long. Because the ceiling is too high, it hurts my neck right away.

Mixed with a lot of sculptures, some round skylights also creep through the building. The light inserting from it lit up the marble floor as if it were a spotlight.

- Welcome to the royal palace. You're the star here.

When I first stood here, I fell into the illusion of hearing such a voice from heaven. Of course, right now, I don't have that illusion. I just remember the bitter nostalgia.

Five corridors stretch from this entrance hall.

The corridor in the middle is large and splendid, leading to the heart of the royal palace. The other corridors go to each facility. By the way, the magic lab I'm headed to today is connected to the far left aisle. Even though it's connected, I have to cross a number of corridors from this front door in order to be quite secluded.

In a hard hallway, my footsteps echo.

Oh, that sounds kind of really weird. I can't believe I'm walking through the royal palace like this again now.

And life is something that you don't know what will happen.

"Here we are, here we are"

Eventually, soldiers moving forward stopped.

Relaxing at the end of the crossing is a grate - not a crumb, a very ordinary door. As soon as the soldier knocked on the knocker attached to the door, a man's voice returned from inside.

"Yes, right now"

It was the young man who looked in his early twenties, with strong habitual brown hair, who showed his face from across the door. He looks relaxed and harmless to humans and animals.

"Hi, good job"

"She's the daughter of a lunchbox dealer who was circulating. I'll take care of it later."

"Oh, yes, yes. Thank you so much for taking the time. Come on in."

The guided soldier just left, so I stepped inside the lab as the young man urged me to. Wow, wow, I miss it.

Inside, it was still difficult to say that the atmosphere was refreshing and refreshing.

It hasn't changed a whole lot since the last time I visited. This feeling is dusty and has a smell that I'm not sure what it is. It's going to be a little queasy. I don't really know where it is. I have some weird equipment, and it's interesting.

"That cage looks heavy. You want me to hold it?

"No, I'm used to it, so I'm fine. Thank you."

"Oh well. Don't worry, the room's right there."

This brother is so cheeky, he's a magician.

I observed a sneaky welcome magician.

Not at all like the magician image that was in me, or what. Well, the "magician image" in me is like created by just one arrogant magician. Is that guy special or is this brother special?

"Right here. I'm ashamed to be scattered."

The brother, who knocked slightly lighter on the door in front than the poke in the hallway, did not wait for a reply and opened the door unconstructively.

"I'll be in, the store brought me lunch."

Following your brother's back, I'm in the room, too.

Wow, really messy with a lot of stuff. When I came to say hello before, it wasn't that far. At that time, I wonder if I had taken care of the witch and cleaned it up for once.

As I pulled my head out of the shoulder strap in charge of the cage, I watched the room. Um, nevertheless, it's so scattered that it's going to be a painting in a way.

Take care not to let the rash get on your face and put the gaze you were running back to the front.

Behind the room, as soon as I caught sight of a man slowly lowering his hips on an old couch -.

"Gyah!!!

I removed the cage I had in my hand.

"Hey, hey, what's up? Are you okay!?"

Your brother held up a cage dropped at my feet as he opened his eyes.

Oh, you were the one worried about being okay with lunch.

No, I don't care about that.

I managed to regain my calm even though I was dazzling. Easy, easy, me. Yeah, but I still can't. What am I supposed to do? I'm really confused. What should I do?

"What's going on?"

A man sitting on the couch pointed a strange face at me.

Whoa, don't look at me!

After I accidentally missed my face, I regretted it was a failure.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. This guy, this guy, this guy, this guy, this guy, this guy, this guy If I sucked, I might have found out now. I don't know, are you still okay?

This man - Mr. Ordis, is a former acquaintance of mine.

I knew him, or he was a magic teacher.

What made me a model for the "nasty sorcerer statue" in me is this guy who hides what.

Originally from the aristocracy, I hated that identity and abandoned the house. And when I immersed myself in the study of witchcraft in a raucous laboratory, I am the bearer of a less sure background that I achieved various feats in that regard and ended up being given as much status as I did when I was a nobleman.

Age, I think, is about 30 years past some. It has lustrous, longer dark hair tied together in one than the woman's me, and the flushing eyes are very colorful for her age, the so-called aesthetic shape. I was unable to tempt him at all because he was stubborn, arrogant, and confused.

Although it was me who fought with Noel all the time, who was an escort, I think he was still looking at me as "a dodgy little sister who can't leave me alone". but this guy must have recognized me like a "stupid godchild who can't help it" We couldn't solve it at all because it was between a teacher and a student.

"Oh, it looks like your lunch box is safe."

Brother, please read the air.

Rather, on the contrary, would you be more grateful for smashing this air?

"Is your daughter okay?

"Uh, yes. Sorry, I suddenly got an arm on me..."

A painful excuse while I am. But I have no choice.

"That's tough. You want to stop by the infirmary on your way home?

"No. Eh, I'm fine. It's healed now."

"Really?"

While answering with me, your brother takes more and more lunches out of the cage.

This time it was meant to buy away everything in this cage. I don't see the other magicians, but they should probably come and eat them in time,... Apparently.

My brother put the money together for my lunch, so I don't mind. But I don't think I'm going to realize how much money I've lost. I still can't cure the upset I ran into Mr. Ordis.

"Looks delicious. Thanks for getting to this point today. Oh, I'll send you home, too. It's a hard place to tell."

"It's okay. One person..."

"- I'll send it."

Until then, Mr. Ordis, who remained silent, told him in a low voice.

I'm not the only one who did it a little bit, and so is the mage's brother.

"What, Master Ordis!? No, I can't let you do that..."

"Me too, I was just about to go back. I don't mind."

No, no, no!!

Fine! I'm the mess!!

I screamed in a voiceless voice, but of course they didn't hear me.

What do you think? Is this what we're finding out? Or just a coincidence of kindness? There is absolutely no way.

"Let's go."

Mr. Ordis shot me through with his sharp eyes.

It is no longer a frog stared at by a snake.

I gave up everything.

As he slowly stood up, he passed beside me and opened the door of the room unwrought. Come, and be prompted with your gaze again, and I'll follow.

When I dived through the door - there was a different world going on.

Mr. Ordis used magic.

Beyond the door was supposed to be an old hallway, but now we're in a murderous little room. This means that the two of us have been isolated from the outside world in the phantom room created by this man. I've been doing his students for a year at the bend, so I know that's about it.

"Well."

Mr. Ordis put his arms together and left his back on the wall of the room.

"Let me explain what you mean, Halutia"