This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

"If it's a contort, it's a training center. I train both sorcery and swordsmanship every day. Therese seems to enjoy watching her son like that. I am grateful to Jared. He found my son's talent. Thanks to you, the Konrats are living a full day."

"It's a waste of time."

After finishing a story about a recent incident, Jared and the others moved to the training center to meet Konrat.

Konrat continues his routine training at the training center, no matter the weather, and Harald is happy to say that he is growing as an amateur. Likewise, Therese, who watches over her son, is one of those delighted to grow up, and she always accompanies him when she trains. Sometimes Tobias seems eager to see how his brother is, and I hear his relationship has become a good one.

Jared knew perfectly well that he would be rewarded for the stretch of being fourteen if he continued to be upbeat and striving. I would love to be rewarded by Konrat as well.

"Oh, my husband. Olivier and Jared."

"I'll let you see how it goes today."

"I'm out of time, Therese. Today, I wanted to talk to you about yesterday, and I came to see you with Jared."

Olivier and Jared bow their heads small against Harald, who waves gently.

Therese looked a little troubled by Olivier's words.

"Tobias told me. I honestly didn't think that Konrat would put his thoughts on the woman who helped us then."

I can't help it, everyone laughs bitterly.

There is no reason for Jared and the others to know how Rosa appeared in Konrat's eyes, but there was something too much to be in love with.

Although I hear it verbally, it doesn't quite reach understanding. Not only has Jared never fallen in love with Olivier at first sight.

"Anyway, have a seat. It hits the day when you stand."

Each sits down on a table set in the shade of a tree. Konrat is still barebacking and hasn't noticed this one. I can tell you're taking it so seriously. Now this is fine, but all the same, Jared observes him, hoping to get him to pay attention to the signs as well.

Now he didn't use witchcraft, but Jared's eyes seemed more powerful with the magic that swept through Konrat's body. Not clearly visible, but capable of interfering with the Spirit, Jared also sees the world like the Spirits with human eyes.

Not everything can be seen exactly like them, but it's possible enough to perceive magic. In particular, since the release of the enclosed magic, it has been possible to switch as little awareness as possible.

"What's wrong, Jared?

"Yes, Konrat. I was impressed that you were growing a lot. No matter how much I helped, I can't stay tight every day. It's a great growth rate nonetheless. You're faster than me."

Faces of the Duke's house, including Olivier, breathe.

I can't help but be surprised because more than a year ago the person admitted that he grew faster than Jared, who belonged to the Mages Association and made numerous achievements and decided to become a court magician in the shortest possible time from his candidacy for court magician.

It's only been about two months since Jared met Konrat. In the meantime, he's growing up visible. In retrospect, as a flame attribute mage, I had great talent from the beginning.

There is a difference in skill in self-taught constellations than Jared, who was trained by an excellent magician named Almeida. But he's better up there if it's a simple rate of growth. I'm curious to know what would happen if Almeida worked out a contort. but - I'm not going to let that hellish mess go through with your Marquis son, so I'm not going to say it.

Jared still only comes to mind in action when he wonders if there is something more efficient and helpful to Konrat. Training is important. The attitude of self-training repeatedly trying to get used to magic like a contort is great. But after all, the experience you can gain in action is too great.

When, there are people who say that the more you fight, the stronger you become, but you're not wrong. It's not necessarily that you can be strong, but if you can feed on your experience, there's a lot to gain. That's practice. However, I would not recommend it unless you are really prepared for the future as a magician because of the danger involved.

Sooner or later, if you enroll in the Royal School or something, you will be trained in real life. Sometimes you'll be heading for the Warcraft Crusade, so then you can gain experience. But I don't think it would be a waste to just continue self-training until then.

Sometimes Jared opponents, but I really don't like interpersonal fights in training, so there's something suspicious about it that leads to the growth of Konrat.

It's not the same as getting out of hand, but Jared can't add or subtract it well. Because all I've ever thought about is knocking down an opponent, or because the opponent is often a strong one, it's really hard to fight at a critical place to grow an opponent with a difference in strength.

Even if you didn't use witchcraft, if you're Jared, you can kill a Konrat with your bare hands who has no real combat experience. At the moment, there's so much difference in strength.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting."

Tobias with a tea bowl appeared as Jared's thoughts focused on the Konrat. Switch your thoughts and head from the boy to his family who is still barebacking.

"Father, sister, Therese, what's wrong?

Tobias and Jared make them look at each other with a surprised face and stiffness.

"Yes, no, it's nothing. I'm sorry, Tobias. I asked you to serve me."

"I don't mind. Some people don't look good when they get too close to their family here, so I'll be the one to do it."

"What do you mean, Father, Tobias?

It was Olivier who questioned the conversation between father and son.

"Actually..."

"Sir, I think I've already told you that there are people who are jealous that there is magic in the Konrat, but these days, there are people who persuade you that your husband and Tobias will come and see how your son is trained."

"Evil push? - I mean, you're afraid that the concerned contort will be the heir?

"Yes. I don't mean that for me or for Konrat, but it's troublesome. I apologize for the inconvenience caused to your husband and Tobias."

Olivier notices Therese laying low in her eyes.

Harald and Tobias somehow looked like Jared with a troubled face.

"That story would be good. Well, maybe it's time for me to ask you about the conjurer thinker."

Then Harald asked Jared and Olivier to change the subject.

I close my eyes with Olivier and try to push her to tell me which one to talk to, but Jared opens his mouth losing her gaze.

"Her name is Rosa Lowen. Age is nineteen. She is the daughter of Wahash, the head of Vault Toyfer, and one of the successors of Vault Toyfer."

Turns out Therese took a breath. I guess she also knows the continent's most powerful assassination organization, Vault Toyfer.

"And she's also the sister of my mother, Liz Murphy. Well, I mean... Rosa's the one who hits my aunt."