Helper teacher of magic girls' school

"Are you... Lew... Master Brandell?

Marguerite Altner, still asleep in bed, could talk to Lew gradually, shaking her lips.

Youth immediately return words with the same gentle smile.

"Oh, I'm Lou. Looks like your body's gonna be okay now."

Horrified by his untrustworthy smile, Marguerite seemed to want to know the situation in which she was now placed.

"What if you treat him? Why am I here? Why did you help me?

Lew slowly began to talk, not even with a disgusting face at all to such Marguerite's arrow-hearted question.

"Ha, shall I explain it from the beginning? I found a shop in the city that you have that I wanted to rent. But I didn't know how to borrow it, and I heard so much about it that I got to your house."

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"When I found you, you were dying. It may have been an extra favor, but they let me use my healing magic. Those who are ill will be fine now. A little rest should restore your health."

Marguerite stares at Luu with a complex expression.

Put aside for a while and she will thank you with a squeezing voice, but at the same time confess her hard feelings.

"... Oh, thank you!... but I am now in heavenly solitude. After I lost my husband, I had to live my own old, short, hard life, just inert. To tell you the truth... I'm sorry it got better because I wanted to die."

Lew was silent in listening to Marguerite complaining.

Eventually he stared at her with a merciful eye.

"You seem to have lost your temper to live ahead of your beloved husband. It's just that this is some kind of edge, too. I'm sorry, but you're going to have to hang out with me a little bit about the store."

A store in Central Square where Lew was inspired to help Marguerite.

That store, packed with all sorts of memories with my husband, will never go back to its own hands.

When I think of it, tears come from old Marguerite's eyes without a stop.

"Oh, you said you were 'on edge'... colored by pleasant memories with my husband, that wonderful store... unfortunately... is not mine anymore"

Marguerite lay down her eyes softly, losing her place of remembrance and grieving.

Lew hung his words in such a tone that he would labor Marguerite.

"I know. I'm sorry to hear that the Iron Blades were unjustly taken up by both of them."

Did you feel the labor of Lew?

Marguerite lifts her face and bites her lips off.

"Did you know that much? The Iron Blade Regiment (Eienblade) took the store from me with extrajudicial interest debt and intimidation. And if I sued the guards for illegal actions, they threatened to crush every city I lived in."

Lew wrinkles between his eyebrows when he comes out big enough to crush every city.

"By the way, you've lost your debt."

"Yes... that's exactly... they gave me my deed back"

The spicy Iron Blades (Eienblade) also just gave me the deed in exchange for the store.

If you don't even have a deed, all you have to do is put a piece on it exactly the way you did it with the Iron Blades (Eienblade) and Lew.

"Well... I'll take care of it!

Marguerite opens her mouth to Lou's sudden proclamation.

"Ha!?

"I said I'll take care of it. I'll take your shop back. In a way that doesn't bother the city."

Marguerite, who heard Luu, is incredible.

"Oh, what!?

"And I'll rent the store again. Pay your rent properly."

That's what I say. Luu meditates on one eye.

Marguerite still saw the face of her late husband in Lou's smile.

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Wangdu Central Square Saturday 8pm......

"You idiot! Watch out!

There is a young man lying on his fist relentlessly on the ground the moment the drunk who walked in fluttered hits himself.

"Pee! Are you kidding me? Then you're not!

I spit abominably and the man who curses would be in his late 20s or so.

The blonde, long-haired man wore a tired brown leather armor and hung his short sword from his waist.

It is Nino of the Iron Blade Regiment (Eienblade) punished by Luu during the day.

He patrolled the Central Square searching for the golden.

There was a reason for that.

"Hmm? Brother in the coat (robe) there! Hey, come here."

It was a young man wearing a luxurious coat who walked beside him.

The young man, long and skinny, hides his face in a hood, but without the magic of oblivion, Nino would have reacted to his familiar appearance.

The young man stopped and replied slowly to Nino.

"What is it?"

"You, Kim... you seem to have it. Why don't you show me something? Then I'll tell you something good."

A man in a coat of law shows a wallet that looks heavy from his nose when he snorts silently.

Peeping in, Nino had a humble laugh.

There seemed to be more than 20 gold coins in there.

Nino, who licked his dry lips with his tongue, does his current job of 'mediating'.

"Ooh! I have it. Hey brother. More... Don't you want more of that?

That's what Nino told me. The man in the coat is behind a hood worn deep in his eyes and makes his eyes glow like they want anything.

"That's not bad..."

Come here, then.

Seeing that the man had understood, Nino grabbed the sleeve of the man in his coat when he stripped out his yellow teeth and laughed, pulling him straight into the alley.

And... 15 minutes later.

One carriage stopped in Slam Street.

This is in front of an old building on an even less conspicuous back street.

It was the same garble-type as Marguerite's, but this one seems to be a building that was a former lodging house, much larger.

"Come on, I'm down, I'm down"

It was that man in his coat who prompted him to come down.

That means it's Nino who's trying to bring a man in a suit here to show him around.

Nino takes him to the entrance to the building with a loving laugh when a man in a legal suit gets out of the carriage.

Will it be as a watchman at the entrance, after all that man in the day...... Laniero stood with his arms in his arms?

Nino just said he had done it and poured it into Laniero with a good face.

"Brother Raniello...... duck...... then I didn't. I brought in a good customer."

Laniello laughed after staring at the man in his coat as worthy.

"Hehe, customer. Welcome to the headquarters of the Iron Blades (Eienblade)! Get in the back. Nino, you got it? I'll show you from here."

I hear that. Nino gives me a disgruntled look.

"Brother! That's not true. I brought this guest here."

"You idiot! You need to get back to Central Square and find your next guest!

Laniero, who speaks highly of his presence and drives away his disciples.

They had no reason to know that the corner of the man in his coat had risen slightly behind the hood.