Olivier held his head as incredible.

There is no way we could believe the other day that a Vault Toyfer assassin who raided the mansion to target our own lives, even if he was asked to visit the mansion in the middle of the night to advise and inspire his fiancée, etc., yes, he did, and questioned Jared's sanity for now.

But after repeated explanations, when I find out it's true, I sigh like I've given up this time.

I live a much troubled life myself, but I sincerely think Jared is no less liked for trouble than he is.

I don't normally think that escaped assassins come to advise and encourage Teng Himself, who inspired them to defeat themselves and get caught.

But I'm pretty sure Jared doesn't have to lie this boring, and if the Pfile story is true, there's a week or so of respite. What's more, I'd also like to believe that the respite extends depending on Jared. At the same time, I don't know what an apology to this situation where Jared is being targeted for his life first because of his involvement.

I was sorry for Jared, who was dying twice and is still after his life again for his only fiancée and his mother, and if I lost my mind, I was going to cry out loud even in front of him.

I must desperately catch my tears and behave in a temperament so that they are not noticed.

My dear fiancée, who is gentle, hospitable and a little sweet, is a fighter, so you can guess. If they knew I was sorry for Jared, they would blame me for themselves even though I didn't have to blame them.

"If you believe the word of the former assassin of Vault Toyfel called that pufile, they should raid you in a week or so, so you just have to be on guard then, not now?

"Yeah, well. I mean, you just have to be on my guard. Because I'm the one being targeted."

I'm driven by the urge to slap Jared on the cheek laughing naggingly when he says he's being targeted by an assassin. I'm sure it's easier for Hannellone and Olivier than being targeted, but it doesn't.

As Jared guides the Oliviers, so do the Oliviers.

You can't be happy to be told that Jared is safe while he's being targeted.

"But you can be targeted?

"Not now. I will continue to fight as long as Vault Yifer is after Olivier and Hannellone. Then you can still handle it if you aim directly at me. Above all, if you guys don't get hurt, that's the best part."

After all, the answer came back exactly as I had expected, and Olivier sighed with a grand sigh.

I had noticed lightly, but I just think that a boy named Jared Murphy is making a mess of himself. Even the other day in the fight against Pfile. Wounded, dying, and still fought.

- For ourselves, the others in red.

As far as Olivier knows, many people grieve if anything happens to Jared.

School friends, Baroness Dowm and Baroness Dowm, and his adorable cousin Yennie.

Of course, Olivier is sad, and Hannellone and Trane are the same.

There's no way Jared hasn't even noticed that. But I keep trying not to think about myself.

Don't remember the impudence of not being able to stop that.

"I won't forgive you if anything happens to you."

"Do you want me?

"Yeah. I won't forgive you. Because I won't forgive you for the rest of my life."

"I'm scared."

"Then take care of your life. I don't want to lose you, do I?

Olivier, who only comes up with distressed phrases that don't bother him. Jared just laughs like he's in such trouble with Olivier.

Maybe it's Olivier's selfishness that I want words to reassure me because I can lie. Still, Olivier, who truly guides Jared, wanted assurances that he wouldn't be impotent.

"Olivier, it's okay. I'm not going to die. I still have a lot to do, so I can't die that easily. I will fight, win, and protect you, no matter what."

"Can I believe you?

"Trust me. And I'm happy now."

"Glad? Why?

Jared slowly grips his fist, opening his mouth as he stares.

"I can use my magic to protect someone. I could have known that the magic that I thought was just going to hurt someone would be good for someone. I can't be happier. To tell you the truth, I don't know if I'm going to teach Konrat magic, but I don't want to say this right now while I'm taking it on."

Olivier freezes at Jared's heart, suddenly revealed.

No way, I didn't think I'd say clearly I didn't like it. In retrospect, Jared always puts his position down and cares for me.

Even the one about the Konrat, Olivier asked for it, and I hear the Duke asked for it from reluctant Jared.

My father may have thought for his son as a father, but I don't get an answer when I think about Jared, then. Given my father's character, he shouldn't be thinking about using Jared or using it well. I think that was just it, wanting to entrust my son to a trusted Jared.

But it must have been a good nuisance for Jared. Even if you are interested in the Konrat, the intrigue is someone else in red. I only found contact with my fiancée's brother.

"I'm sorry. I forced you, didn't I?

"Oh, no, you don't. It's not. Well, there was an atmosphere where I couldn't refuse, but I decided to teach Konrat magic because I thought about it myself and convinced him. I didn't like it because I didn't know if I could teach magic."

"I wonder what that means?

Asked, Jared explains as he carefully chooses his words.

"Like I said, my magic was just hurting someone. It's my magic trick to squeeze waste off to fight and specialize in the battle side. So I didn't want to teach Konrat magic that could only hurt him."

"You don't like witchcraft?

"No. I don't hate it or like it. I'm proud to be a mage, and I want to be a mage like my mother. But - I'm sure magic is only one means for me to fight everywhere. I think that's just a little bit lonely."

But Jared smiles.

"Olivier, I was able to protect someone by witchcraft. Konrat, I could see your hiccups and want to help."

"Jared... that's a misunderstanding"

"Misunderstood?"

Olivier wonders how she can convey her gratitude to her fiancée for underestimating this herself.

For Olivier, who knows how much Jared is saving a lot of people, it's wonderful when he will realize his importance.

So let me tell you with all my heart in my mouth.

"Maybe you could only fight for sure. But you're saving those who were tormented by the warcraft you fought and defeated. During this time, he saved the inhabitants from adventurers trying to hunt dragon species illegally."

Olivier gently wraps her fists around with both hands that Jared was gripping.

"Many are saved by thy sorcery, and I am one of them. So don't forget. You can always save a lot of people, but for that matter, don't let yourself get away with it. Please."

"But..."

But something in Olivier made a noise and cut off to Jared, who was still unconvinced.

Breathe in loudly and raise your voice as if scolding a nasty child.

"But it's not! Jared Murphy! You have power. So before you worry about hurting people or anything like that, protect yourself first. You can't take care of someone who can't take care of you. But you care about us. Then you can take care of yourself, can't you?

I changed from a gentle smile to Olivier, who revealed his anger,

"It must be!

Jared replies like that.

"Great. - Oh, looks like you should have scolded me like this from the beginning. Then let's do it from now on."

"Or give me a break"

Nodding satisfactorily, Jared surrenders with his white flag raised only if he is no match for Olivier, who plans for the future just because he realizes it's a good thing.

Olivier is relieved to see Jared drop his shoulder a little pitifully.

Until now, there was something I couldn't say strongly from my burdens, but from now on, I decide to say exactly what I need to say and tell Jared because I care about him. I don't care if Jared takes care of himself, even if he hates me as a result.

It was Olivier's clumsy but determined desire to give back what he thought was important, just to have it taken care of.