Unnamed Most Powerful Mage (WEB Version)

When I finished talking to Alberto, Emerada in a white dress was leaning against the wall in the corner of the aisle as I left the office.

Sometimes it was still the time plugged in at noon, and the silver hair of Emerada, illuminated by the sunlight coming in through the window, looked so beautiful.

Such an emerada comes running over when she looks at me with her face up when she realizes that the office door closes.

You have heels. You're a lot clever in your shoes, and I'm impressed, "Mr. Yuma, what's your story with your father?," he asked.

"Oh, they asked me about my problem with the Dragon King."

"Again..." said Emerada, with a sinking look on her face for a few moments. Such a look resembled my sister somewhere... and I caressed her when I accidentally placed my hand over Emerada's head.

"Mr. Yuma?

Emerada, who was stroked in the head, spoke to me.

"Hmm? Sh, sorry, unexpected..."

"No...... nothing good. Besides, I don't... I don't like it."

I didn't think so, I was stroking Emerada's head at intervals that I would abandon my sister Aria.

Apologize immediately, but Emerada doesn't have anything in particular to complain about just dyeing her expression red on her cheeks.

I look at Emerada as I sigh inside.

Emerada, for some reason, is just looking up at me with an embarrassing look on her face and there's no time for me to think about what to talk about.

"Dear Yuma, tea is ready."

In the aisle of the Marquis of Ilsuka, looking at it as an emerada, a man in butler's clothes, Sebastian, talks to me.

"Is that tea! That's good! Hey, Mr. Yuma!

"- Mm-hmm... oh, you're right"

Sometimes the conversation stopped, and I thanked him inside at Sebastian, the butler.

Guided was the courtyard of the Marquis of Ilsuka.

There stood two maids in apron dresses, who had refrained from preparing tea.

And when Sebastian leads me to see me and Emerada, I'll thank you.

That appearance was also sometimes referred to as the maid of the Marquis.

"Mr. Yuma?

Emerada, naturally, follows Sebastian, but as a common man I get a little carried away.

I will follow Emerada and Sebastian as far as possible to avoid showing any upset.

And when I get to the table and in front of the chair that I processed the wood that was prepared in the courtyard, one of the maids pulls a delicate finishing and white painted chair.

"Sorry."

I have a good word for it, the maid who was pulling the chair when I sat in the chair smiled at Nicole.

Then I hear the table being tapped lightly.

When I turned my gaze towards the table, there was only Emerada smiling at me and the maid, and only Emerada's index finger was on the table. And Emerada said, "I need to talk to you about something important, so can you take your seat off?," he said, seeing the clarity, Sebastian and the maids, and giving orders.

The maids rush away from the scene when they are seen by Emerada. Only Sebastian, the butler, "Well, ma'am, if you need anything in there, call me," disappeared from the courtyard after he lowered his head and said, walking toward the main house of the Marquis of Ilsuka.

And the unique atmosphere fills the surroundings.

Until earlier it was normal, but for some reason now the atmosphere is not very nice.

In general, I suffer from an understanding of why I have to be seen with a rugged eye for emerada.

"Mr. Yuma!

"Hey, what?

When Emerada spoke to me in a slightly stronger tone, she immediately closed her mouth to say something, "Let's have some tea," she said. I felt like I was saying something special, but apparently I didn't.

In front of my eyes, Emerada offers me tea leaves after they've been boiled, liquid poured into a pottery made vessel.

"So, your father and I talked about dragons... what exactly are we talking about?

"Simply put, we're talking about defeating dragons."

Emerada, who listened to me, yelled, "Uh..."