Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

Reminds me of the grandson of a friend who left earlier, chasing the leftover incense of the magic drifting loosely in a nostalgic [anything store] tent reminiscent of his rookie years.

The boy, who answered without even being frightened of half the prank questions I put, was graceful in the end, unimaginable from one very crude Zeno, and worthy of naming the Duke combined with well-dressed fine clothes.

............... the contents weren't bad either, and hey.

I observe my surroundings closely and my head is not rotating badly. I liked the goodness of the idea of connecting me with the few tips I had just met almost a decade ago, as well as the courage to pierce a strange face without enlightening this one to the end despite realizing who I was.

"He was a funny kid."

"Dear…… Celery"

"What? Nieuw."

"Are you sure you want to? Escape routes from the horse ranch are classified, right?

"You won't mind. Because he is the right arm of His Highness Gray. Even if you knew that, that way out can't be used with lined magic, and it doesn't make sense unless you have the right attributes"

That's what Nieuw, the most serious of the three, says to the habit of looking lightweight, because he's been asking me worryingly.

Nieuw said it was an edge connection fee and left the store policy gold critical, Doyle. You're worried that I taught you a secret way out of the school that only the school director and the horse ranch administrator know as a service, but that's just a worry. It was a short time ago, Doyle, but I can assure you, from what I've learned, that you will not abuse it.

Even so, for a long time with Zeno and the others, he helped the king and climbed up to this position in the royal castle, where the Enchantment spreads. I have confidence in the eyes that I see people.

"Don't worry, Doyle."

"But I have trouble escaping, so the vice magician told His Highness to keep that escape a secret until you graduate..."

"I'm the magic master, aren't I? You just have to say I'm good. Or what is it? Are you going to defy my decision?

"" "No! There is no annihilation!

"Great. Then I'll be back because it will be time to be ready for the transfer. Few students will visit here, but be sure to encourage them for another half day."

"" "Ha!

Shut them up with the power in the name of power that seems worried, and I'll [whatever store] tent after. And we will put an invisible magic on ourselves in the corner of [anything store] 's premises to form a transfer formation to the school building.

To tell you the truth, Doyle, you're too much magic to use that loophole. Besides, you have the right ice attributes to build a bridge, so you can use the loophole to get out of school all you want, but those three seem annoying, so I'll keep quiet. Even minus being Zeno's grandson, it's my farewell to the intrigued boy.

Hate, I'm not nice enough to give you sympathy for his birth, but I was very intrigued by you, Doyle, whom I met today. With the exception of Si Yingjie, the child who has been so intrigued, has been since he is currently deputy magician.

This is the first time I've ever seen a child who can use the power of the Spirit, etc., even without giving it magic.

I remember you, Doyle, as I looked at the magic formations that glowed lightly as I assembled them.

Even a protected or spoiled person offers his or her magic as a price when drawing on the power of the gods and spirits. I'm no exception.

But Doyle, all I felt during my conversation with you was signs of the Spirit of the Wind. He leaned down and hid his expression, but he told me that it was you, Doyle, whom my surveys cultivated over the years had moved the Spirit. But no matter how much you probed, Doyle, there was no movement in your magic, nor in the magic of your neighbor's squire.

I also thought it was a mistake, but the Spirit was going and going between the Nieuws and Doyle, so I'm pretty sure Doyle was using some method to benefit from the Spirit of the Wind.

She was a strange girl.

At that point I was very intrigued, but then I was hit by the good driving and courage he showed me. I hate proud idiots and misguided bastards as much as I want to make them magical experimental benches, but I love the bold invincible. Because yesterday's kids are big heads and lots of little ones. It's no big deal to be cautious, Doyle, but it's not funny to deal with someone without being as bold as you.

It's up to you to live or kill the information I give you. [M]

If you fix the green spear that the ministers gave you, I will activate my own magic formation in order to get back to the sorcerers who are preparing to transfer Marnagarm to the royal castle, remembering what you looked like, Doyle, who shook his face with joy.

"[Metastasis]"

I laughed at the disturbances I would cause in the near future, surrounded by the glow of my devil's squares.

Transferred from the [Anything Store] premises back to the school building, I proceed to the ground where I am forming a transport formation to transfer Marnagarm.

I exchanged a couple of words with a teacher who wanted to go along the way, but the teacher looked like a warrior's department and now one story doesn't thrive, on the contrary, he got away early. Apparently, that teacher knew about me. Too bad.

Since I remained caged in the Royal Castle lab for the position of Master of Magic, the younger generation of children are more likely to not know my appearance. With their ignorance backwards, it was my pleasure on the go to reveal who they were and see how they reacted at the end of the day, but I couldn't help it.

It's been an unexpected harvest today, Doyle, and it's time to work hard.

I'll call Xeno later and let him know I've seen your grandson.

I'm sure you'll return an interesting reaction, which makes me think of my old friend's reaction and bounce my chest. Making fun of Zeno is one of my living rewards.

Seems Zeno, who recently finally learned about his grandson's misery and changed his eyes to see him, can't help but want to fill a ditch he and his grandson have made over the past few years. It's troubling those around you to say that you can't wait until you graduate because you're old and short.

As far as Zeno's proximity to falling apart as the day goes on, Zeno's will to retire is stiff. He still seems to be helping his disciples out now, but the Grand Marshal of this country will replace him in the near future.

I'm happy to ride Zeno's invitation again.

She asks me to join her.

I retired and my life of research threesomes was fascinating, but I had put it on hold until now because there was untrained research facilities in Royal Castle. But the next time you ask me out, I'm going to nod at you. Compared to the Royal Castle, the school's research facilities are of poor quality, but Doyle, there are no more intriguing beings in the Royal Castle. It's a little different from what Zeno thinks, but I'd also like to watch your end on the side, Doyle.

Be sure to let me research it nearby.

She is a rare child who can help without having to pay the magic of consideration. No physical child is more intriguing than this. It's been a long time since my researcher soul has nodded.

After I retire, shall I dive into the honorary professor of the school as well? There will be some May folks, but we just need to shut them up with power. Unlike Zeno, I have no furry desire to calm down, so you can crush all those who interrupt.

Me and Xeno will break even the king. Neither I nor Zeno can beat the youngsters yet, and even assuming they are the Grand Marshal and Magic Master of this country. If you have to, you just have to force a breakthrough.

If that's the case, we need to clear the job in front of us and get ready to retire. I've dedicated many years to the country with Zeno and the others, so there's a lot of stuff to clean up.

I imagine the rest of my life, nibbling and grinning. My disciples will greet me if I return to you all with a glimpse of the future that comes to mind without merit, and they have finished forming my directive passage squares.

"Welcome back, Master Celery Mage. Marshal Zeno just contacted me."

Lend it to me.

"Yes."

Rumor has it, I don't know. I said I was going to get in touch with you from here, but I didn't expect to hear from you from the other side. It saves me this hassle. Doyle, meeting you was a coincidence, but coincidence is something that goes on when it lasts.

"I met your grandson, Xeno. He was a very intriguing girl."

'As always, I thought I'd soaked up my greetings and spoken up, so I saw Doyle!? Even though we haven't seen each other since the simulation, how can we expect a magical fool like you to get ahead of us! Lord, you are no longer a little on Doyle!?

"It's annoying, Xeno. Can't you be a little more graceful by apprenticing your grandson? Even assuming it's noisy as a rogue to the habit of the former Duke. Sebastian's hard work is borne out when he was desperately trying to make you look like a duke. I still don't understand why Amelia chose someone like you."

"Thanks for the extra help! Amelia chose not so many men. That fact remains the same for the rest of my life! Now there's Alan and Doyle in this world!

"The two seem to have Amelia's blood thickened out and above all. Lord Alan has the face of Amelia, and Doyle, you are beautiful to inherit the blood of Lord Alan and Lord Serena, and hey. From what I've told you, Doyle, you have a good air and a fast head spin. I don't think he's the same person that was rumored a few years ago."

I'll let you know what I think of you, Doyle, I met you today, listening to your noisy old friend.

It was you, Doyle, who was hearing all the bad rumors, so I never thought you were that intriguing. My talent as a magician was impeccable, and the contents were very good, so much so that I could work them out straight away.

'Lord, you didn't just meet him, you exchanged words!?

"I happened to have free time, so I went to the [everything store] to inspect it, and I showed up as a customer. I handled it because it seemed interesting. I only met Lord Alan once at a time when he was only around the waist, but he figured out who I was with my pseudonym and the amount of magic that filled my tent. The request was for you to fix the green spear that was shattered in the fight against Marnagarm. He seemed to give up and bring it in half because he was wrecking it, but if you use magic to fix it, sparkle your eyes and break your face. It was an adult atmosphere, but she was honest and adorable, unlike you. - What can I do for you by the way, Zeno?

"Proud to be scattered, now you need me! You character breaker!

"Rude. I'm just a little more playful than people."

"I don't know if that playfulness is so bad! For more or less a long time your Lord has been an abusive hobbyist -, '

"Yes, sir. So what can I do for you?

"Nooooooooo!" Hey, Marshal, don't break the comms - "

Butch!

I can put it on my side, Doyle, so a proposal to make you an apprentice might be a good idea, if I always get back on track to calling my old friend while thinking about it, etc., the communication just went out with a disturbing sound. The communications machine that was delivering Zeno's voice, glowing pale until earlier, has lost light and is silent. Finally, the magicians who were listening to the conversation on my side were also silenced.

Well, you'll call me again sometime.

Looking around and concluding that I was about to look around, I would give the green demon stone that had lost its light to the magician who was nearby and head to Marnagarm. It's time to go back to the royal castle, because the deputy magician is annoying. Nothing hard, it was just a boring job with a lot of scale and a lot of magic, but this isn't too bad if you think of it as the last big job.

The people around me are making me pull my face when I resume acting as if nothing happened, but it's always the case.

It's often referred to as a personality breaker or an abusive preference, as Zeno was screaming earlier, but I think it's just a little bit playful for me to be selfish.

Let Zeno tell you, that playfulness seems to be just playing with prey, but I'm not sure. Well, my interest is in gods and spirits beyond people's knowledge, and the magic that strongly benefits me, so I don't care what others say. Basically, if you like, that's fine.

"Did you get the transfer team?

"Heh? Yes! It's done!

"Really? Then please put Marnagarm on the magic team. It's time to go home."

"Ha, right away! - - - By the way, Dear Celery, are you sure about your earlier correspondence? The Grand Marshal should be on his way to the Abyss Forest right now..."

"You'll be fine. Zeno doesn't die that easily."

"No, but..."

"If it's important, I'll call you right back. In the first place, Zeno is not the kind of fragile person you worry about when you are. It's no use worrying, even if you're a [fiery spear brave man]."

Yes, Zeno won't let you die easily for trying to kill him, so don't worry about it. There are only enough people to count, such as people who live by my magic. Zeno is one of them, so you won't be late for every Warcraft.

"Dear Sorcerer, the comms...,"

Lend it to me.

If you think back to an old friend who bombed the name of [Flaming Spear Brave], you will receive it because the mage who just gave you the comms has given you a comms machine that has begun to glow faintly again in such a way as roughly. And give your permission by letting your magic flow through the communications machine you seek to communicate with.

"Celery!

"Yes, sir. What can I do for you?"

"Guuuuu......!" Grand Marshal! Keep it down! ♪ I'll take it!... Doyle slaughtered Marnagarm!

"Hmm. Doyle, did you want to know how Marnagarm you slashed. You're a grandson fool."

Doyle, they wanted to know what you accomplished. I'll give that back to Zeno. Zeno is a grandson fool these days who says he's headed for the Abyss Forest with his royal life, but wants to know more about his grandson's achievements than what the forest looks like. Well, I don't think the troops led by [Flamespear Brave] will be scared by the extent of the Warcraft hunt, so when it comes to what I expected, it's what I expected.

'You don't need to waste your mouth, just talk about what's going on!

"Short minded men are lame, Xeno. - Your desired information, but that's a brilliant word. It's a beautiful twist on the Marnagarm giant, between the eyebrows to the tail. There were some fine scratches, but I'm pretty sure you did, Doyle. The cross section was beautifully covered with pure ice magic. With clear and beautiful ice, you can hear that he is the user of high-altitude magic. If you're such a user, you definitely want it for the Magic Division. I didn't put it on ice after the weight. That weight is proof that blood is still in your body. Yeah, well, if you look at the cross section, you can tell, but the slashing mouth was also a beautiful thing. Great sword moves and high ice purity make it all the way to the contents. Sadly, a few newcomers got hit by that too beautiful cross section, but I looked at it beautifully, from blood vessels to organ placement: ~ ~ Okay! Enough! '- Really?

"Why is the Lord only able to speak in a way that touches the feeling of whichever!? You're gonna crush even this rookie over here!

"I'm going to be talking normally, aren't I? Shouldn't we give up knights, such as making you feel bad to this extent? We're going to see as many bodies as we can."

"I have long told you that the way your Lord speaks stirs fear! This is why unconscious abusive preferences are bad in nature. - That's enough. I'm done, I'm hanging up."

"Yes, sir. I'm tired of leaving too. Shall we work and go to the lab?"

'- - Think about the example. I don't need any more old bones in this country.'

"That's right. When you return from the forest of the abyss, will you come with me to the king?"

"I'll see you later for more details because my surroundings are annoying when I get distracted. Please come back soon."

'Hey, well, Celery! What the hell kind of wind blows...'

I also answer in a covert voice to the words I was told to add in the voices I pushed to kill. And ignoring Zeno's voice heard from the comms, I cut off communication with Putun. The comms were still blinking after that, but I ignore them and put the comms on my sleeve. You can see the green light flashing over your sleeve, but it will be quiet in there.

"Come on! I'm going back to the king! Everybody, get in position!

"" "" "Ha!

If you order the sorcerers staring at me to do so, I will move out in a flurry. Staring at them like that, I could imagine Zeno coming back and I had zero crunch and grin.

If I tell them I'm retiring, these disciples will make a scene like the Zeno disciples, but it's time for them to leave their parents. My grandchildren are starting to grow up, but I can't show them in a hug when they're negative for the name of our Four Yingjie. Just found a good subject to study over the rest of my life and it would be a good opportunity.

It's also a pleasure to watch like this, huh?

As we have survived the war and marked the history of this country, it is also a pleasure to watch quietly what actions the disciples and Doyles in front of us choose to take and mark the history of this country. I'm sure these kids will build the future we aspire to and thirst for.

It's not a bad idea to spend the rest of your life on the kids' side.

I was secretly convinced that the end of my role was right there, imagining the warm future these kids were going to build, where we had repeatedly met and parted and sometimes dyed and protected these hands with blood.