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

After the Necropolis offensive operation, we went back to the mansion as it snagged.

The ground was late at night, but the maid Clarice was still awake and welcomed us warmly.

"You couldn't sleep because you were worried. I'm in trouble."

Clarice laughed softly, but she was wiping her eyes with her fingertips.

And I say with my eyes down.

"I... regret it. I have no power to fight, so if I can't help you at all, I can't help you, Mr. Solon..."

"That's not true. You don't have to fight. You can't think of a life without Mr. Clarice for Philia."

Phyllia nods at me next door saying, "Yes, it is."

Clarice loosened her cheeks gladly, but the next moment, she looked at me worried.

"Uh..."

I smiled when I thought of the reason Clarice mumbled.

"Of course, Mr. Clarice is an essential part of me."

Clarice snapped, "Really?" and smiled.

Unlike before, Clarice's employer was me, not the Imperial Room.

Clarice's power is indispensable to cut up my mansion, which is full of residents.

I told Clarice that there would be more new residents in this mansion.

Although I am showing it to the doctor now, it was certain that Arte and Flora would live in this mansion.

They're both seriously wounded, but they're officially supposed to be my slaves anyway.

In addition, Lisa, a white monk, also strongly hoped to stay in this mansion.

Lisa consistently gave me about our side in Necropolis, so for me, Lisa was welcome to come as a guest.

Clarice black-and-white her eyes and said, "You're getting more and more women in this mansion! After I said," And all the beautiful people... "I snapped and swelled my cheeks a little.

I'm the only man and my short-term guest Notaras will be leaving the mansion soon.

And then there were Philia, Sophia, Clarice, Lucy, Lylene, Remilia, Estelle, plus nine women from Lisa, Arte, and Flora.

I think I was right to buy a vast mansion for nobility.

"Dear Solon... you can really make it even in Harlem"

"As I said before, I don't mean that at all... More or less, not everyone likes me."

"Good luck there, Master Solon!

"No, so I'm not going to work hard to make a harem..."

Besides, Arte, for example, hated me a lot, and you wouldn't even think about liking me.

I yawned.

"I want to sleep anyway. Let's get some sleep."

"I'm just getting ready. Let's go to our room."

Lisa said, "Um, what do you mean, 'ours'?" He snapped and snapped his neck, so I had no choice but to explain to him that me, Philia and Sophia, and Clarice were sleeping in the room together.

Lisa opened her eyes wide and blushed, "Well, that's... maybe the four of us," so I had a hard time explaining, "There's nothing you can imagine," she said.

Thinking about the leaping creons and the severely injured arte and flora, it doesn't just make me feel bright.

But anyway, the look on everyone's face was light and quite busy because they came home safe.

However, when I got to the room, everyone just fell into bed and started sleeping really well.

It's reaching the limit of fatigue.

Especially since Filia was the first participant in a ruin attack, and she must have been pretty tired of looking fine.

Sophia is also in the bed next to me, holding her blanket indefensibly, twitching "Soron-kun..." and turning around.

I'm wondering what the hell kind of dream you're having, but I'll go to bed early, too.

That's how I attracted the blanket, too, but I caught my eye.

Arte, Flora, Cleon, and Shea.

Each face comes to mind alternately.

It wasn't until a while later that I had an understated knock.

There was no sign of Philia, Sophia or Clarice getting up, so I'm going to the door of the room.

Who could it be at this late hour?

When I open the door, a hallway light plugs into the dark room.

"Uh... Solon. Now... okay?

Standing across the door was Lucy.

Are you taking a bath or is your bright red hair glowing?

Lucy is wearing an adorable vibe bedtime outfit, dyeing her cheeks slightly red.

I looked seriously at Lucy.

"I hope you don't look so hard..."

"Oh...... sorry. What's going on at this hour?

"Will you come to my room? I need to talk to you."

I was a little surprised.

Even though I live in the same mansion, I don't feel comfortable going to one woman's room this late at night.

Even so, in the Imperial Palace, I lived in a room alone with Philia, and I still sleep in the same room as the three girls, although I may not be the in-laws who could have said that.

Lucy said, "Come on, come on," and pulled my hand when I was not able to respond.

Lucy is my master, but only three years old are apart.

The hand was small.

"Solon's hand... it's crushing"

"Well, I'm a man, too."

"Yes... right"

Eventually I followed in front of Lucy's room in the mansion.

We have a large, luxurious room for Lucy.

After all, because Lucy is my master.

I hesitated to come in for a moment, but the master said something important, so I can also feel free to say no.

When I sat in my room chair as recommended by Lucy, Lucy's confidence sat on the bed directly across the street.

Fluffy, crimson hair shakes.

"You know... how could you not tell me I was going to live in the room with Solon, you know?

"Isn't that because that's a common sense decision?

"Then what happens when you're in the room with the Phillias?... Even I really want to be in the same room as Solon"

"To?"

"Hey, what's up? Bad?"

"Not bad, then I wish you'd said that"

"But if we get another room, this is how we can be alone with Solon, right?

That being said, Lucy laughed a little shy, ticklish.

And when I stood up, I took a clear bottle on the shelf of the room.

The Zhu and White labels on the bottles belonged to the firewine, which is also famous in the Empire.

Pretty strong booze.

"Let's have a drink together. Like old times."

Lucy likes big booze.

Since I was a sixteen-year-old magic school student and Lucy was a nineteen-year-old girl teacher, we used to drink together in the lab.

I've been allowed to drink since I was sixteen in the Empire, so I don't have a problem with age, but there was just one, another problem.

Even though Lucy liked alcohol, it meant she wasn't very strong.