The World of Otome Games is Tough For Mobs

That's when the Lions were helping with reconstruction work in the Argentine Republic.

Many of the kingdom's airships returned, and all that remained were members centered around Lyon.

Both Ange and Libya returned, and Lion and Marie - and the delightful companions remained.

Those lions are working on the debris removal.

Because of the work armor, the work speed is fast - given the whole republic, it was a very, but not enough situation.

Where the debris has been removed, Marier is cooking it out with Kyle and Carla.

It is the people of the Republic who make the line.

"Line up properly!

Marier, holding the pan, beating it with her balls and raising her voice, is in an apron.

My hair is tied behind me to look like ponytails, either because I have a meal for a lot of people.

They flock with us first, and we don't have rows.

Sometimes people try to steal every pot or steal food.

"Ugh! Give it to me now!

So...

"Ah? What?

The armor Rion rides approached, knocking the tools for the armor to the ground.

When everyone shuts up with the vibration, Lion continues.

'If you behave yourself, you can have dinner. It's easy, isn't it? Anyone who has a complaint, step forward. Whoever worked the theft, I'll smash him with this one.'

"- Oh, no."

"Just line up!

In front of the armor, the inhabitants, who had been rampaged until earlier, lean down and shut up.

At first, Lion thought it was too much, but sometimes some people bring weapons.

I couldn't keep my sweet face on.

Brad breathed deeply once relieved that he was glad he didn't have to take care of the sight as he worked.

"I'm glad you didn't bother me."

It was Greg working nearby who was listening to such a whine.

'It's true, isn't it? Still, isn't the guy from Bartofalto too attentive?

From the other members' point of view, Lion seemed too attentive with regard to the reconstruction work.

Instead, we think it's unnecessary to cook it out or something because we're helping ourselves with the work.

"I think so, too. Whatever we are in the armor, Mariers are alive and out there. I don't want you to do anything dangerous."

Upon attempting to resume work, Julius gave instructions to everyone by correspondence.

'Everybody, take a break. The armor will be replenished, so get everyone down and eat. Bartfalt, what are you gonna do?

Lyon was giving the inhabitants a glimpse.

"I'm going into a break after you guys"

You thought it was dangerous if someone wasn't watching, and Lion doesn't seem to get off.

Brad shrugged his shoulders while

"Then I'll let you rest first."

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Five people down from armor eating - and six of Erik.

All six looked tired.

Brad sees the children as they finish their meals and rest their bodies.

Children without a place to go.

He had a dark, sunken look.

Seeing those kids, Erik looked sad.

- The children who lost their parents.

"Right. Then..."

"Your Highness, you must not"

"Zirc?"

To the words, Julius was stopped by Zilk, even when he called out something.

"This is a Republic issue. We don't have enough power to help."

There's no way I can help orphans throughout the Republic.

As they all leaned down, Brad stood up.

"Then at least now I have to make you smile"

Chris, who was sitting, looked up at Brad,

"Smile? You, can you make those kids laugh?

"Make you laugh? No. When I was making money, I was showing off my magic. This is still a popular magician."

Turning to the gaze they all suspected, Brad turned red and angry.

"You guys don't trust me! Then watch here."

Brad stepped out in front of the kids when he took the props out of his luggage.

"I'm Brad, the genius magician. Let's show off some magic for you guys. Your money is your smile."

The kids look up at Brad and are confused.

Brad takes something out of his pocket.

Sounds like a tool I would have to hide, but it was round.

"Look, I don't have a tan or a trick. Then I'll go. - Oh, that? You don't light a fire. Is it broken?

They tried to get fire out of nothing, but they failed.

When I put the tools in the pocket behind my pants, I magically made the fire appear to troubled you.

"How about this!

The children also applaud paralysis as to whether magic is unusual. But isn't it different from magic, no matter what?

Those confusions were on my face.

Greg is frightened.

"Now you're a genius? He made a lot of money, didn't he?

Chris was wondering too.

"It only looks less than third-rate."

We were all confused by Brad, who insisted he was a genius and couldn't do magic at all.

Then a little fat man in a worn out suit approached me - hugging Brad.

"Brad Keen!

When everyone is surprised to say "Brad“ Ki-yun "!?, apparently the man knows Brad's face.

"Manager!"

"I finally found you, Brad Ki-yun. Still, you're a rooted performer to show off stories here. Also, let's work together. With you, I can take it! Because you're a genius!

What is this guy talking about?

We all wondered where we felt qualities when we saw Brad's magic tricks.

"- No, you can't. I have to go back to my country."

"Oh no! Brad, let's work together on the artist's path to the extreme!

Julius talks to a persistent man.

"Excuse me, um - can I talk to you for a second?

When the manager nods, Brad shows off his bad manners in front of the kids again.

I don't care what you think, I don't feel talented.

He was so clumsy that when he brought out the cards, he was dropping the tane at the mixing stage.

Watching how it goes,

"Does he have the gift of a magician? Was he making money as a magician in the first place?

Then,

"I don't know who you are, but do you feel the gift of magic when you look at Brad?

"- Then why are you pulling him into the artist's path?

I don't know why I go down the art path even though I don't have the talent.

Then the manager sees Brad.

"If you look at it, you'll see. It's time. Something's gonna happen."

"Something?

Julius also looked at Brad, confidently showing off his poor tricks and smoke coming out of his buttocks.

That was the fire coming out of the tools of the earlier failed manipulation.

"Hot! Heh, my ass is burning! Ooh!

When Brad makes a noise, slaps his ass and extinguishes the fire, it takes the form of a clean butt out.

Brad continued his trick with a confident smile as it was.

"Did I fail a little? But it's okay. Genius magicians don't panic. Now, the next magic..."

Looking back, Brad's butt came out in front of the kids.

The kids are starting to laugh at the couscous.

Julius somehow guesses.

The manager was gazing at Brad like that with his eyes shining.

"Did you see the kids smile? He's a natural - a funny entertainer. He'll make a new era."

Julius was convinced.

"That way."

He said he was a performer, but he wasn't a magician, he was a funny performer.

The point is that he doesn't suspect himself to be a genius magician.

Brad made the kids smile, repeating bad tricks and failures as they were.