Tou no Madoushi

A few days after the Royal Tea Party, Illywia again received an invitation for next month's Tea Party.

There were two tickets in there.

She seems to have remembered Yuven properly.

The letter reads:

Next time it shall be a tea party with a smaller and calmer atmosphere than before.

That I can talk to Illyweer more slowly for that reason.

Lynn got lost.

It was a bit of a break to feel that miserable again.

But before, anyway, now that I've decided to go for the top floor of the tower, I didn't feel like I could be frightened by this.

Tower attack in favor of the aristocratic class. The connection to Illyweer was undoubtedly supposed to favor the tower's offense.

There is no guarantee that you will be invited again once you refuse.

I felt sorry to lose my edge in this way with Illyweer, who I knew around the corner.

Lynn worried.

(If only I could handle my clothes at least)

So Lynn decided to write the following letter:

"Thanks for inviting me to the party.

I'm so glad.

I just thought when I joined you before that our outfit didn't seem right for the place. I think it floats a little. Me and Yuven don't have the kind of money or athe to wear magical clothes that royalty and senior nobles wear.

So please understand that I can't do it, but could you lend me some clothes that I can't afford to go out there? I know it's a selfish favor. In return, of course, I will do whatever I can. If you can't, decide not to ask for this favor. I will give up this participation and take part in another opportunity. Best regards, "

(I guess this is it)

When Lynn puts the letter on the seal, she spells and calls the fairy, noting the destination of Illyweer in magic.

(Well, I'm fine. When I was in trouble, my uncle the hunter said it wasn't a bad thing to rely on people or get paid. Mr. Illyweer will understand. Anyway, if I say no here, I'll lose my edge. No, you can ask for it. Nothing to lose)

"Fairy. Send this envelope to your destination."

The envelope will be a blue flame and will fly to the 90-story Alfrid First Class.

Lynn was attacked by intense self-loathing after she sent out the letter.

I feel like I'm doing something unscrupulous and shallow.

Lynn hasn't been comfortable doing anything since I sent her the letter. I was in the mood to float thinking about the letter I sent to Illywia all the time, both when I was in college and working.

What will Illyweer think of herself? Would you consider it a shallow begging and despise it?

Lynn was the least comfortable with not hearing from me. If your relationship with Illywia is going to be this clear, that's fine.

The hard part was having to wait until I got a response back from the other side. I wanted to come to a quick conclusion and settle down.

A few days later, a letter and parcel arrive from Illyweer. Lynn cut the seal of the dreaded letter.

"To Lynn.

It's a selfish favor. I can't believe it. I will definitely have a costume for you and Mr. Yuven. Never mind paying back either. Talk to me about anything if you have any problems. There is no hesitation between me and you.

Your friend, from Illyweer. "

When Lynn opened the parcel attached to the envelope, red superior instructor clothing emerged from inside. Look at that. No, Lynn lies down in bed and weakens.

I didn't think Illyweer would see me with white eyes the last few days.

Mr. Illyweer is a really good guy.

She is a royal aristocrat by birth. It is as natural as it is for a mother to milk a newborn child.

You never see the dark emotions that humans like Lynn have against the upper classes.

Her merciful charity falls equally upon anyone, regardless of their identity, like the light of the stars that illuminate the night sky.

"So, did you make the princess contribute clothes?"

Theo said as if he was frightened.

"I can't believe people made me contribute. I just borrowed it."

Lynn said that as she prepared to attend the tea party in her room.

Pack it in your bag so you don't forget your tickets and the clothes Illyweer sent me.

"That's what I say, but... you."

Theo sighs.

"Are you sure you're still going to the Royal Tea Party in Wingard?

"Of course. I went there last time and found out. Mr. Illyweer has tremendous influence. I'm sure it would be a plus to stay close to her to get to the upper level of the tower."

"Thank you. It stinks to me."

"Stinky?"

"Don't you think that's too good a story? I can't believe the princess suddenly adores me so much. I can't believe you even arranged clothes anyway if you're invited to a tea party for a moment."

"Mr. Ilyweer is a good man."

"No, I don't think I'm a bad person either. I don't think so..."

Theo uncommonly clouded his words.

It didn't seem clear to him who the discomfort was either.

"Well anyway. So there's nothing more scary than free."

"'Cause it's okay. I'm worried about Theo."

"You're being discouraged in weird places. Intentionless habits."

"That sounds terrible. Whoa. It's time to go out. I'm coming."

Lynn tried to go out as she was, but Theo followed her to the end of the door and included.

"Look. A royal family is a nest of conspiracies. Bad speech could kill you. Try to have a non-obstructive conversation. You cloud your tea with vague replies when the subject of money and politics comes up. Reject it clearly if you persevere. You can't go in there."

Lynn felt the eyes of the people at the party venue looking at herself differently than before.

Previously, the moment my eyes met, I got a lot of gaze, but this time, if Lynn had a meeting, everyone would give it back.

Lynn also tried to smile at the girl who had been run away just to try.

She smiles at Lynn, shy of herself.

Lynn smiled bitterly.

Will she remember herself?

I realized that clothing is the most basic unit of identity.

Yuven is swimming around the venue like a fish that has gotten water from earlier.

After all, she was a glamour who wouldn't even take a pull on the children of a senior aristocrat if even the clothes were superior just because the vegetables were beautiful.

She wore a rosy dress, but the dress represents an octagonal petal like a true rose.

Every time she walks, the petals are scattered and aligned, and it repeats indefinitely.

If she passed in front of her, everyone turned around and was seen as the poor thing.

Yuven had also begun to set the rules for senior nobles, and had begun to use color early on for men who seemed to be powerful.

As Illyweer put it, the party venue had a smaller and calmer atmosphere than last time.

Calm music plays on the floor.

The people who participate are not glowing as brilliantly as they did last time, and their expressions are relaxed. He seemed to be a loose and resourceful person in character as well as in his family.

I don't get into Illyweer because of it and burn flames in jealousy.

Nevertheless, it seemed difficult to enter into an intimate relationship with them.

If Lynn talks, they'll feel good about it.

But that was a response that drew a line.

They seemed to already know about Lynn's identity.

As far as possible, avoid talking about Lynn's birth and upbringing and choose a topic that is indiscriminate.

He took great care not to go too far into each other's circumstances while considering Lynn as Illywia's favorite.

Phosphorus also sensitively perceives the atmosphere on the spot with phosphorus to exert a prior adaptability.

I tried to highlight the businessman aspect about myself in order to have an unhindered conversation with them.

"It's been a pleasure meeting you and your friends at the Chamber of Commerce lately. I devised a way to buy the product cheaply. Next time, I'm officially going to be approved by the Magic Instructors Association."

"Well, the Chamber of Commerce."

"How the hell do you buy cheap"

"I can't tell you the details, but you've found a way to legally avoid taxes and purchase items."

"I can't believe you're starting a business at that age. You're very talented."

"Master Ilywia was bought that talent and invited to the Royal Tea Party."

"No, I met Master Illyweer on the edge when he belonged to Magrillheim."

"Did you belong to Magrilheim"

"You have hope for the future."

"No. It's no big deal. They just called me once per magre. Anyway, it would be a big deal if it were the norm in Magrillheim. Depends on hunting the Yellow Zone Warcraft while in the Blue Zone..."

"Ha ha, that's terrible"

"Hehe. You're good at jokes."

Lynn continues her unreserved conversation. People also talked to Lynn.

Yuven saw it and wrapped his inner tongue around it.

This guy's a walker.

People shouted at Lynn as she blossomed into public discourse with the senior nobles.

When I looked at the stirring, Illyweer almost walked towards Lynn.

She was wearing a deep blue dress with a enigmatic smile on her face.

Next time, Episode 57: A Conversation Between Just the Two