Tilea’s Worries

Before this, I had a terrible eye. I thought life expectancy would decrease.

That day......

Even as I tried my best to resist through the door, Tim caught me in a good fight.

I noticed it and attached it to the experiment for a while...

A normal person would be dead a thousand times.

Just remembering, I'm getting chilly.

If you weren't mentally tough, you'd be an abandoned man. It was such a harsh menu that Army human experiments seemed cute.

I can do such an unscrupulous thing.

Tim is a truly self-respecting and my-way person. If it wasn't for me, I'd never be able to hang out with Tim.

And, well, Tim has a lot to say, but it also had its benefits.

Tim and I got along better than before.

You liked me a lot throughout the experiment.

And to tell you the truth, I know. The experiment was super hard, but the content was all meaningful. There is also a good reason for items that deviate from the normal track.

Thanks to this, I understood my characteristics a lot.

Still, Tim is a serious genius. Become this body and feel it again. Tim's height of sight. Whether you have a high level of Oriental kingdom or Tim himself is awesome, maybe both, but I have something to keep an eye on.

I can never try to practice that experiment in the kingdom of Alkudas. Nice place for facilities, intellectuals and out of level. I think even the leading magician of the kingdom barely understands it. That was the story of the upper dimension.

And that strength.

That handiwork that restrained me running away.

Definitely in the same realm as me.

He's the same high-ranking human being I am.

High Human (High Human) …….

It is a legendary superhuman being. Heroes in the literature and heritage come to it. I thought it was an eyebrow spitting legend. Reality, the presence of a high-ranking human (High Human) has never been confirmed.

But this physical anomaly. The amount of magic.

I don't care what you think. This is how humans have evolved.

Historical heroes Hercules and Achilles were supposedly high human beings.

It means I have become the same as it is.

Pfft.

Something exalts me weirdly.

I thought I was a sidekick, and I can't believe such a protagonist can rise to the lead position.

I shouldn't.

Growing is dangerous. The lack of precedent means we don't know what we have.

The same high-ranking people (high human beings) will work with Tim to investigate things. I don't give a shit about experiments anymore.

I've met Tim for months......

I never dreamed I'd have this relationship. I have a lot of problems. But being equal friends with Tim, which was the original purpose.

Could have moved forward a lot.

And one more thing when it comes to getting along.

"Mirez ~ aah!

Mr. Tyrea runs well today. She is as beautiful as ever with her glittering blonde hair.

"Hello, Tilea"

I greeted her gently with my hands up.

"Hello, how have you been? Thank you for before. Tutu, butu!

Yes, another change is this.

Every time I met with him, Mr. Tyrea started to hug me. That was even kissed and enthusiastic by Hoppe.

"Oh, you know, I've really had enough. You don't have to thank me that much."

"What are you talking about? Mirez protected the Gens. You protected my precious neighbor. Besides, if the back side had been breached by the enemy, me and Tim would all be dead. You deserve to thank the benefactor of your life for saving West Street. Because I haven't said enough yet."

"No, really more than this... because they also thanked me enough"

Residents of West Street are overentertained.

Every time I walk down the street, I get something, and I don't back down, even in a rhetorical way. Not to mention, "Our Savior!" And those who come to worship will not cease to follow.

You just fired a magic bullet. I'm not struggling with anything.

"Isn't that all? I have a flying memory, too, and it's obscure. You desperately protected me, didn't you, Miles? At the cost of your life, more than anything else."

"It's..."

I do have consciousness. Even if I lose my memory, I remember it in vain. Only Mr. Tyrea worked desperately to protect him that day. I risked my life, using all the power I could have, to confront immense evil.

Is that it? Huge evil? Elizabeth or Baccio?

No, not such a trinket, something more...

... I don't remember. I don't know.

But I'll protect anything. I'm pretty sure I was full of that feeling. That's still going on. Overflowing with that feeling.

I won't tell Mr. Tyrea because I'm embarrassed.

"Beh, nothing. I'm a magic student, so it's my duty to protect my citizens. So you don't have to be so grateful."

"Yeah, I say it again and again. Miles, you put your life on the line for me. He worked really, really hard. Thank you so much."

Mr. Tyrea hugs me all the time.

Mr Tirrea......

It's this way to thank you for that.

So warm and gentle.

I'm proud to have protected Mr. Tilea like that.

Mr. Tyrea smiles at me.

So happy and happy that it jumps up...

"I don't care."

"Huh!?"

I heard a very shady, crawling hate voice. It is as if it is a whole negative emotion of hatred, envy and jealousy.

When you look for the source of that voice in chillary and sideways,

There was an Ortizio staring at this one resentfully from the shade of the tree.

Yes, I am being avenged by Mr. Ortizio in the eye. Before, they liked me so much.

Like this, I really liked it from Mr. Tyrea. He welcomes me enthusiastically.

I'm so glad about that.

However, the recoil occurred.

It is the princess of the Oriental kingdom who has received an exceptional blessing.

In that case, it's inevitable to be jealous. The gaze of the soldiers serving the Oriental kingdom turned into something naturally harsh.

A stabbing gaze......

Jealousy, amazement, and just a little admiration included a lot of killing. Among them, there are people who were particularly eminently murderous.

A soldier who is specially adored by Mr. Tyrea. Ortizio Bo Bach, a combat professional who also serves as troop leader. That's the guy.

How many times have you been attacked in the last few days?

I gave it all back, but you won't give up. Not to mention I've been trying to fight a duel until I put my life on the line.

If I tell you to stop, you won't stop.

I'm so persistent that even if I don't quit violence and threaten to "break my arm if you don't stop," I argue, "even if I break my arm, I can't break it to my heart".

Now, if you take one more step and threaten to "kill me," the end of the yell, "Ortizio, you will die, but the Evil Gods will not die".

No, no, because I, I'm not the enemy. I just hope you stop raiding! Or you camouflage by the name of the Oriental Royal Army as the Evil Gods Army. and new facts.

I tied him up seven times, released him seven times, but no color for reflection on Mr. Ortizio. Hostility just swells up. Normally, if that's all you see, you should be able to have a change of heart.

I can't wait to say, "Live and not be humiliated by captives" because I would try to hurt myself if I tied it with rope all the time.

I couldn't kill Mr. Ortizio, I was in real trouble.

In the end, I talked to Mr. Tyrea and got things sorted out. Mr. Ortizio was written a vow that he would never attack again in Mr. Tirrea's name.

Exactly. He's not willing to break the oath he gave his lord's name.

After that, they never attacked me. But instead, it's four or six o'clock with grudging eyes.

"Huh."

"Mires, what's wrong with sighing?

"... no, nothing. More than that, Mr. Tyrea, isn't it time to do shop shopping?

"It was. Time was running out. Bye, Miles. Come back to the store another time. Because I'll treat you to a new dish. It's special."

Mr. Tyrea winks and goes back to the store. "I love you, Miles!," he said, throwing up the throwaway jellies.

Moments, the air changed again.

The wrath aura deepens thickly.

I can imagine Mr. Ortizio's angry expression. I think I'm going to hear the word "goofy."

"Grrrrrrrr!"

In fact, I heard you.

Oh, what do you say? Talk to Mr. Tilea again?

This kind of thing is definitely called "Soo-kah," right?

It is the knowledge acquired in a chat with Mr. Tyrea.

Yeah, I'll have Mr. Tilea issue a restraining order for me if I get stuck any more. So determined to walk,

"Oh, isn't that Mires!

Tim showed up.

"Please don't take the data."

Lower your head immediately. Keep your head down for all the cometsuki-butters.

I'm glad we get along, but I can't wait if they do that all the time.

Life expectancy shrinks. No, if you lose your mind, your life itself will disappear.

"Don't worry. We're scrutinizing the data now. Not for a while."

"Oh, good."

I'm relieved.

Let's disperse before Tim changes his mind. Return your heels on the spot.

"Mm, Mires."

"Hey, what?

"Have you developed your abilities again? Did you learn through the experiment? No, that's not all. The cells are activated dramatically by understanding their properties."

Tim observes me with researcher-like eyes again.

Tim is more persistent than Mr. Ortizio when this happens. Until the doubt is resolved, pursue.

"Well, then, Lady Camilla. I have business to attend to."

I try to wave back,

"Wait, Mires."

Tim grabbed my shoulder and stopped me.

"Oh, you know, 'cause we're really in a hurry"

"No. Foreword withdrawn. The previous data is useless. We need to get the latest data."

Of Tim, who grinned... what an evil face.

Shit.

As it is, I'm going to be the feather of dating Hell's experiment again.

"Ah! Speaking of which, Master Tyrea was there to shop for you. Don't you have to help?

"Cooking is one of my sister's pleasures. You can't let me go and interrupt."

"I guess so. Dear Tyrea, I was delighted to hear that Camilla helped you before. I never thought I'd get in the way. Besides, Dear Tyrea, I think I've been having trouble getting late for the planting."

"Mmm, well. Your sister is in trouble. That's more important than my research."

"Yeah, yeah, you're right."

"Then let's do the experiment tomorrow."

"Huh?"

"What are you scared of? I won't tell you again. Come to me tomorrow."

... In the meantime, one day tomorrow, let's get rid of the signs completely.

"By the way, it's no use getting rid of the signs."

"Huh!?"

"No matter where you hide, I will find you. Tie him up with a rope, but I'll get him."

My hiding is so much so that Tim pushed his heartbeat.

And yet this invincible confidence of Tim.

Ha!? No way!

"Investigative magic, Google!

I scan my body for trace magic.

Find out if there are any problems with the magic circulation, from the ceiling of the head to the toe of the toe.

Then…….

I found it.

Extremely fine magical dust.

This is a transmitter that senses magic.

Wow. I knew Tim was a genius. How could you have implanted such a super-precise magic crystal? I can't believe you could do this without making me realize what I am now. It requires high magic technology and superior taste.

Anyway, I'm glad I noticed.

The analysis is complete. Immediately disarm.

"Become!? Did you take that off?

Tim is stunned when he opens his eyes.

I've seen Tim's look like this a lot lately. That's all Tim was playing poker fest at school. I guess that's all I'm capable of.

"No, I'll disarm you. Forgive me for being watched at 46: 00."

"Come on, Mires, don't make it easy on me. I embedded it to function semi-permanently. Like you'll never be able to disarm it."

"... Dear Camilla, now you say. Seriously, it's a crime."

"Pfft, so what's up? Better than that, I found it, I unlocked it! Normally, you can't even find traces. I can feel how far you can lift my heart. Let's see what's in your head."

"Chi, hey. If you stop."

"Mires, do you still scorch me? You pious creator!

"That's why I don't know again!

Then Tim goes to Mr. Tyrea for a few minutes.

I repeated the magic war.

I'm tired.

I've had enough of a life exchange.

Fighting between high-ranking humans is so high-dimensional.

And, well, Tim likes it like this.

Mr. Tyrea and Tim.

I could be more intimate with the two people I love.

That's good. I think it's the best.

It's just...

"I don't care."

I heard such a shady, overlapping curse.

Yes, without this.

Seeing the shade of the chirali and the tree beside her to the right, there was an Edim staring at this one with an eye that seemed to curse her.

Edim, too, like Mr. Ortizio, has been persistently involved since then.

I run in the morning, I don't even hate nightmares, I come up with a thorough setup.

I don't think my life is in danger.

At least give me a break when I'm asleep at night.

Instead, he cautioned, and Edim said, "Goddamn it, you seem to be doing it. Vampires don't need sleep. There will be no sabbath day for you in the future," he said, thoroughly disturbing his sleep.

No, he didn't!

If I fell asleep and accidentally killed him, I cautioned him. And yet you never listen to me. I won't quit. I don't even need sleep, but I can stay up lightly for a year or so. It's not me, Edim, I'm telling you for you.

In the end, I also talked to Mr. Tyrea about Edim to sort things out.

He writes his vows and makes him swear he won't strike again in Mr. Tyrea's name.

From then on, they won't attack me.

However, when I went out, I started to follow Hitahita along with it. I'll keep an eye on you at all times.

It's a complete "so-and-so".

There is no other way.

I turn around and move to the side of a tree where the two of us hide.

Look at me, the two whistling sloppily.

"Yes, no, you can't"

"Oh, what an odd encounter. Isn't that Mr. Miles from the Vincent family!

Edim greets me sarcastically.

"... Edim, Mr. Ortizio, would you please stop?

"What?

"What?

Sounds like he's willing to put an end to the act.

"We both just want to talk a little..."

"Dear Camilla, Tyrea, gather your two favors together. What the hell does Mistress have to say to you right now?"

Awesome disgust.

Edim, how dare you sit on your stomach?

"Edim, listen. I am not going into Lady Tyrea, Lady Camilla. It's true."

"Aren't you going to take it? You're serious!

"Ugh, yeah. Well, we want to get along."

"Look, I'm here, this. You've had such a good personality for a long time. You want to get along? I'm telling you I'm taking it!

"Not at all. How far do I care if I take my beloved master? You are!"

Mr. Ortizio and Edim exasperate.

I can't stop cursing at the two of you. It would be useless to deny this anymore.

I can't help it. This one makes some concessions and talks.

"Okay, I admit it. You guys are right. Reflect. It's just that I'm not the only one, Tilea or Camilla. Edim, of course, wants to get along with Mr. Ortizio."

Show the two of you a smile. Hostility appealed to me that there was no such thing.

"Edim, what is this guy talking about? Why are you talking about us here?"

"Master Ortizio, this is the one with the octagonal beauty. Mr. Miles has always liked the guidelines. Even if something went wrong, I had teachers and classmates on my side at some point. You look quiet, and this is what you're pretty good at. Now that I think about it, you were a genius in people, a great monster of deception."

"Um, you're a guy named Woman Fox."

"That's right. In addition, he was a lot better at coddling senior students in school, getting coddled from male teaching, and taking men on his hands. Now, you were filled with little demonic talents that corrupted people."

"Um, you're a guy named Poison Woman."

You're not close, these two. I heard you were friends with a dog monkey, but you breathe perfectly. Hisohiso and I are both saying bad things about me.

Similar to each other?

"Edim, then what can I do as a minister if I find a poisonous woman in such a leaning fox?

"That's the only alternative to extermination. EradicationEradicationEradicationEradicationEradication. That's all you got."

If you've heard from me earlier, you can say whatever you want.

I'm patient with you because you're my best friend, but if you don't, I'll get rid of you.

I have a fist-gripping self.

Don't. Short air is damage. Talk courageously.

"Mr. Ortizio, listen to Edim, too. If you're unhappy with me, say anything. I'll fix it."

"I can't believe I'm unhappy... I can't wait if you tick me off again"

"Oh, we are victimized by a fox and a poisonous woman."

What are you talking about?

It must be true that you guys have been raiding again and again!

I don't know if I can get mad anymore.

No, I know how these two feel, too. I am aware that Mr. Tyrea and Tim are making me look down on you. These two love Tilea and Tim so much.

I can't force myself to run jealously either.

Grow up. Grow up, Mires.

"Okay. What do you both want to do? Anything... I can't, but if I can, I'll do it for you"

Two people looking at each other.

And I laughed niggly.

"So why don't we make a light match?

"The duel is forbidden by Master Tyrea, isn't it?

"It's not a duel. It's like light, light exercise."

Mr. Ortizio claims that it is only a duel.

Looks like we're up to something, but if that makes you two feel better, okay?

"Okay. Fine."

Then the three of us go down the stairs. To move to the arena underground.