Life with my Little Sister

"Buuuuuuu...!

In the majestic garden Azuma, one grandfather is grandiose and sneezing.

I saw it and frowned.

"My queen, is that..."

"It's good, Dan. That's who it is."

Queen Tineke embarrassed me.

I'm late. My name is Dan.

He is a knight dedicated to the queen, who is more escorting than before Lord Tineke married His Majesty the King.

This is a garden in the royal palace.

There's the queen and me. And there's Bizarre Rinna's grandfather.

The old man is a personal guest of Dear Tineke and has not even gone to greet His Majesty.

If you go, there will be rumors, and you will not be able to come to the queen.

The old man's name is Effmont.

The Great Prophet.

Grand Mage.

Sage.

He is the bearer of mighty magic, with numerous aliases.

But robes and bright white beards are splendid, but to me, they just look like a pungent grandfather.

"No... Thanks for picking it up. I almost got framed for wild boarding in Wangdu..."

Grandpa talks to the queen, clutching his wallet, which has become a scuska.

Beside, there's one liquor bottle.

Even if they don't have the money to stay, it seems that they have the money to buy booze. I don't like it.

Civilian origin.

It should also be said that attitude is big, even though it is uncrowned.

Master Tineke has been intimate with Ephmont since childhood.

That's because Lord Tineke's late great-grandfather was a 'swallowing buddy' with this old man.

On that edge, if you have trouble eating, you will come shamelessly to the Marquis of Ventelshoven, the Queen's home.

At last, he is the most famous beggar in the world.

"Have you run out of roadblocks?"

To my words, Grandpa drops his shoulder.

"Mis and Deborah..."

"What? Who?

"My swallowing companions, the elves and the clergy. We haven't seen each other in a while, so, hey, here we go."

Effmont makes a pinching motion. That must be about Mahjong.

I mean, this grandfather, gambling, is that what he said?

I mean, why do you have a mahjong with an elf or a cleric? I can't read the situation......

"No, I thought it was strange, too. At a time when there's a dublon without a head hane, right? That's right, I definitely left it in the combo. After sniping off all of me... The strong rate of 100 points and a piece of gold coin, I think it's a trap now..."

How much money did a single coin move overnight?

But I was convinced.

This grandfather must be an asshole.

"Ha ha... That's a tough one..."

"Hey. I left my clothes and my cane. The last time I saw them, they even sold out their secret crystal balls and threw them out into the cold with one piece of bread. What do you mean," I'll give you a break for that little dirty cloth? "It's not a ghost business! They are the devil!

Don, and the dead old man slamming the table.

Is there dementia in there?

But unlike me, Master Tineke is trying to find hope in this messy old man.

It's about your daughter, Her Royal Highness the Third Princess.

Her Royal Highness was born without magic.

No, there are more children born without magic, so I just can't help but say that they belonged to Majority.

But in this country, shining a treasure sword becomes more important than anything else.

And Her Royal Highness couldn't do it.

I could not succeed to the throne.

This also discouraged the Ventelshoven family of the Queen's home.

Whatever, Master Tineke's home is one of the five greetings.

And the Marquis Claustel family, Queen Paula's home, is a long-standing rival.

Even though it was only a six-month difference, I could have preceded the attainment of His Majesty's son.

But to that child, there was no blessing of the goddess of the moon.

On the other hand, Queen Paula.

The queen gave birth to an amazing woman called a genius in a hundred years.

Its magic power is powerful.

He passed the magic exam for the youngest time with outstanding grades since the opening of the kingdom, and was even a multilingual speaker as of the age of four.

He said he hired a dedicated teacher to Rünelloop and is still drilling.

And at the end of February, I had a miracle of the Goddess of the Moon.

No, that was supposed to be the handle of my star reading daughter...?

But I guess that arrowhead is a feat of the Fourth Princess because I don't even think that that asshole lineage will give birth to a masterpiece.

Ever since that miracle night, the Fourth Princess's rating has been unknown to the ceiling.

Originally, the high reputation has been a daily stop.

And Queen Paula.

Because of the power of my parents, there have always been many people trying to get in, but when they recovered from death and became slightly more visible, more people admired that character.

The Marquis Claustel family makes them an ingredient in the expansion of their forces without fail.

That house, too, certainly wants to regain a little of its shredded power last year because it said to Old Caspel, the cutter owner of the Marquis Bailefeld family, that it lost a lot of money by successfully outsourcing mine rights.

Together, Master Tineke has a background of home.

And as a single mother, she cares about Her Highness the Third Princess.

"Master Effmont."

"Mm-hmm? What?

"It's about my daughter, Claudia. With Ong's help, can't you blossom that child's witchcraft talent?

The queen sees the old man with a gaze.

Then the pungent grandfather's face tightened.

"I can't."

"Can't, can you?"

"Let us teach those who possess magic how to use their power. but it cannot be produced from nothing. It's impossible to empower the unwitting."

The queen, even if depressed, was not upset.

I guess I expected an old magician's response.

"But then, doesn't that child have a future"

"Living only in witchcraft is not life. The important thing is to get educated and feed your mind. You don't have to hold onto anything you don't have."

I agree with this old man around here.

Her Royal Highness the Third Princess has no witchcraft qualities.

Then I think we should find her strengths and beauty and stretch it out for her, rather than pursue her unexpected dreams.

"But then, Paula, you will continue to be inferior to the Queen."

"Let's have no choice. It's a kind of monster. Even if my daughter had magic skills, it wouldn't have mattered."

Effmont hung up.

But I think so too.

That kid is a bummer. Choosing a competitor is a mistake in itself.

…………

The queen shut up, but she didn't look like she was giving up.

"I don't have a choice."

Effmont Ong put the crystal ball on the table when he took it out.

"One meal at a time. I will see to it, O daughter of the Lord."

"Ho, is that true!

"But don't you need to say anything else?

This old man rarely sees the future.

Because the median rate is too high and the influence is too great.

It was famous not only for this country, but also for never making a prophecy for the royal nobility to rub their foreheads on the ground, to be piled with gold and silver treasures.

"Well, I guess I'll try. - Hello, hon."

I'm mouthing a loose word, but obviously this won't be a chant.

Crystal balls are glowing.

It's like a thunderbolt in the snow.

I think it's beautiful.

But I don't know what it is because it doesn't show clear footage.

That seems to be the same for this prophet, if a vision clearly floats and if a mysterious poem just floats.

"Ho, this is..."

"Dear Effmont, what did you see!?"

Old Ong shook his head to Master Tineke, who approached him to devour him.

"You're useless. I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"I mean, you said you didn't see anything...?

"No. The words came to mind. But sometimes it's useless."

What is it, the prophet replied to Lord Tineke, who asks so.

"For example. Suppose your Lord's daughter caught a cold. So, what if you let me predict where the cure is? If it was just a cold, there would be words and footage of a pharmacy and a hospital. But even if you come out and say," Get the elf's secret medicine, "dream stories such as getting it. In the first place, when you have a cold, you don't need such a big pill. If you do get Elf's secret medicine, it's hard to say that the prophecy hassled because the cold, by the way, will heal. But on the other hand, it is also an impossible and unhelpful word. This case is not exactly that pattern."

"So, what words came to mind?

To the queen's grievous gaze, Ephmont Ong sighed.

"'Act upon the great power of magic. Then the door won't open."

"Of magic... Daiyuan?

"It's no use. Excellent carpentry freely processes wood, but that doesn't mean it can interfere with the great elements of trees. Even magic is the same. No one can act on the roots, even if he manipulates them skillfully. Instead of that fourth princess, it's impossible to have an arch elf that's legendary."

"So, who says we can exercise such a miracle...!?"

To Lord Tineke's cry, the old man silently pointed to the sky.

(God, or...)

Surely if God, there would be no such thing as giving magic to one human being.

Some of the myths said so, but it doesn't make sense to bring up a fairy tale.

"There is no way to meet the God-fearing. That's not what useless prophecy means."

…………

The queen dropped her shoulder in dismay.

I supported Lord Tineke and took him to his room.

The next day, Ephmont was to leave the mansion and embark on a journey.

"Well, we won't see each other for a while. Be well."

And he saith, Traveling,

"I'm sorry. You can stay."

During the night, he appeared again in the mansion in a single piece of bread.