Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

Later that night, as I chewed up my yawn, I was stuck in the mansion study and headed to my desk.

Sophia and the others should be asleep by now.

By the way, Notaras and Lylenlemilia are also staying in the rooms of this mansion today. You must both be asleep well.

There was a raid on Arte the Wise, and I guess we're all tired.

I want to sleep as much as I want to sleep right now, but there's something I need to do.

Drawings about the same size as window frames or dictionaries so thick that you can't grab them with one hand.

I was reading those things.

I stood up and reached for my bookshelf and tried to get another old book.

That's when I heard a knock.

Who could it be at this hour?

"Go ahead."

When I answered, the girl in her bedding glanced at her face.

This costume is so bold because it looks like a thin pink fabric piece, but it also has a big shoulder exposure and a lightly open chest.

It was the Empress Filia who looked like that.

"Can I come in, Solon?

"It's not advisable to be alone in a room with a man dressed like that at this late hour."

I laughed confused.

Well, I don't know what I'm going to do with Philia, and Philia knows that, so I guess that means she's trusted.

Philia chuckled.

"But you always sleep in the same room, don't you?

"That's true... but it's not like we're alone these days."

In this mansion, there was a lot going on, and not only Philia, but Clarice and Sophia were supposed to sleep side by side in the room with me.

At first I thought, "This is troublesome," but there are aspects to it that the other two are less nervous than being alone with Philia.

Phyllia nodded coddly.

"Yes, yes. I haven't been alone with Solon much lately."

"Eh. But we went to buy a cane together, and we were both trained in magic."

"Isn't that enough? Hey, this room, can I come in, Solon?

As usual, Philia looked up at me.

That's what they say, and I can't say no.

I gave up and said, "Please come in."

Philia glanced at the dictionary, which had been spread over her desk.

"What are you looking at? Sounds like fun!

"Well, I was gathering information on the Dead Capital, Necropolis."

I was reading a book late this evening to gather information on the Dead Capital, Necropolis.

The information left behind by adventurers who have challenged them in the past has been left as a book in many ways.

So you don't have to go to the ruins themselves, there's something I can tell you.

"Why are you doing that?

"I'm looking for evidence that the Necropolis offense is absolutely impossible. If you know it's not feasible to think about it, you might even reconsider Creon and the upper echelons of government."

Probably burned by Cleon, and I think it was the military people who focussed in favor of the Necropolis offensive.

The Knights of the Creon Rescue have absorbed some of the Imperial Army's ruins investigation department, and it seemed that many military officials were welcoming the Necropolis offensive.

Convince those in charge of the army that the Necropolis attack is unrealistic, and even now, my former companions will be prevented from dying.

On the other hand, the arrested sages Arte had also shown that there was something to do, but now I can't help but care.

Phyllia snapped her neck.

"What you have to do... what?

"Well, yes."

"Solon, are you okay?

"What is it?

Philia gently touched my cheek.

Out of the way, I tried to back off, but behind me was a bookshelf.

Philia's soft, little hand stroked my cheek.

And then Philia glances into my eyes worried.

"Solon, you look like you can't wait to sleep. You're tired. You should rest."

"No... not yet, I'm fine"

"Really?"

"... maybe a little subtle"

Philia took her hand off my cheek and stared at me alternately with her own.

What's the matter with you?

"I wonder who Solon is now."

"Who am I, sir?

Why would Philia ask me that?

Speaking of who I am, I'm a magic swordsman.

Originally the son of a Duke's servant.

He was then a student at the School of Magic, followed by the deputy head of the Knights of St. Sophia.

And now.

I see.

I noticed what Phyllia was trying to say.

"I am the master of Her Royal Highness the Empress Philia."

When I answered, Philia smiled softly.

"Then you have to be very careful of your physical condition so that you can teach me all sorts of things properly tomorrow"

"Right."

It's important to stop the Necropolis offensive, but I'm a Phyllia tutor now.

Most importantly, I forgot.

I looked at the dictionary on the bookshelf and came up with something good.

"Isn't Master Phyllia sleepy?

"I'm blinded. So I came to this room."

"Then you can take my class now."

"Midnight class!

Phyllia made me blind.

I'm glad you're happy, but it wasn't magic that I taught Philia this time, it was something else.

So for Philia, it could mean falling short of expectations.

But it's something I need to tell you.

I stood up to prepare the materials.