My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

The Els, who had obtained nothing by the arbitration of Justus, were to be invited straight to the reception room. It is difficult to imagine from the image of a laboratory that was passed through, a space of wood unified calm to floors, walls and ceilings.

Rooms are well organized and cleaned. On the south side this was also set up to a wooden sunroom, where the brightly colored flowers of a few were grown.

Somehow, it doesn't fit the impression I get from the look of Justus. That was Elle's candid sentiment. Did Reefa do the same? She looks unexpected next door.

But if you think about it, Justus is just the chief officer of this institute. Without being involved in building design or decor, it's hard to think of yourself as managing a reception room that is not directly related to research.

Then it is probably this room that was completed with the addition of the human preference that manages it to the original concept.

"Uh, where did you keep the teacup"

"Sit tight. Your brewed tea isn't something you could drink because it's tough."

Harold relentlessly instigates even against people who are his direct employers and who, given their history, should not be able to lift their heads.

But if you notice, he handily prepared teapots and cups for the number of people while moving his hands at the same time as his mouth. That was also another unexpected sight for Elle and Reefa.

"Who said I'd give you a drink? I was just trying to behave to them."

"Ha, he's as drunk as ever as he wants to expose his guests to stingy"

"If you're gonna say that, I'm gonna grab a girl at the end of the mission. You're not gonna see either. Maybe even a local wife?

"There's no way you'd like to marry such a poor woman"

"I mean, if you're a full-bodied woman, you think. I'll bet your fiancée will admit her concubine."

"You're such a laughingstock to come to the conclusion that you're one step short of a scientist's habit. So much so that you judge things by such polarity, you know how high your Astral body is."

"Who was benefiting from that research? Be careful what you say, rudeness."

"You show yourself that dementia is going on. How many times do I have to tell you I broke his engagement?

Tongue battle unfolds without a gaze. The two of them had no choice but to look aside flashly at the reward, which could also be called verbal violence. I even think that the uninterrupted incitement is breathtaking the opposite at the earliest possible time.

But if you only listened to the words, it's a totally peeking argument, but surprisingly, there was no slaughtered air between Harold and Justus. There is no fine dust in the atmosphere that seems familiar, etc., but even though we are bumping into each other's animosity, it feels as if we are having an administrative conversation.

What a strange sense of distance.

Harold brews tea while he does so.

Elle and Reefa sit on a sofa for two, Justus sitting opposite it, but Harold settled his hips in the window seat by himself.

"Fair enough. That bigoted man will leave you alone... and you haven't heard his name yet."

"Oh, I'm Reefa Goodridge."

"My name is Elle. It's a pleasure to meet your distinguished Dr. Freund."

"It's Justus Freund. Don't be afraid."

It's not normal for people to say that without smiling or expressing themselves. Yes, is it? Well, as for El, I have a sense that I'm jumping somewhat out of the normal category.

"Thank you for your concern"

"So why are you here? I didn't mean to be invited by Harold."

"Oh, that's Reefa."

Elle pokes Reefa's arm small with her elbow. She started to tell the signal about it.

"I'm interested in studying magic and I'm studying it myself. That's why I wanted to talk to the Doctor and ask Harold to meet me in Astis..."

"Because his name is also quite well known. Including who's under asylum."

"I see. Sometimes it's unusual for him to accept such a request."

"I'm not a substitute for Reefa's research on that... but he was interested in his ideas on Astral's operation."

"Hmm..."

That's how Elle explains it by taking over Reefa's words. The gaze turned to Harold, who put his mouth on the cup with a soft-faced face that he said was not delicious.

The arrangement was that friends, Elle and Reefa, met Harold by chance in the city of Astiz, where he knew he was strongly connected to Justus, so he was forced to ask him to bring him in.

For Elle, it's Harold's first job to get recognition. Reefa was to fulfill the exchange condition of "Drink the terms and help", which was exchanged when he asked to accompany him to Guillain Snow Mountain. I wouldn't have assumed that from that time on, but if you look where I brought it up on purpose, it would mean that this interview is worth a lot to Harold.

The instruction given to Elle is to follow up with Reefa so she doesn't blur, while reading as much information as possible from Justus' words and actions. But even if you are vaguely attentive to everything, it is not clear.

Designated is about the magic power that Justus is carrying out - something about the study of substances called astral bodies. Still a pretty bone breaking job for Elle to try alone though.

Do you understand that, Harold called me beforehand because "I'm not expecting excessive expectations. If there is any result, it is also to the extent of making money. More than that, just take great care not to be noticed that you are a Giffelt person with my relationship".

That Harold is so vigilant. Which would mean that a man named Justus is that much trouble.

Recalls a series of incidents five years ago that revolved around Harold. Elle thought there was an absolute mastermind lurking in that one that even the council could operate on.

Maybe Justus is its mastermind or someone close to it.

It is Elle's honest mood to say that if he were to relate to so many people, he would have liked to have told them everything he knew about Justus beforehand. Harold, who doesn't or can't do that, still has some big secret.

Whatever you think, it is clear that Harold is not the only one.

(Well, now let's focus more on what's right in front of us than that. Sounds like someone you can't help but notice.)

Orbitally modifying his misguided thoughts, Elle challenged his belly exploration with Justus with an iron-walled, then natural-looking smile so that he could not be explored inside.

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"But it's something I used to know about Harold."

"I guess it's an achievement that some insidious person has turned to blow at will"

"I didn't know there was such a person. I can only tell you the truth about you. It's the opposite of me."

"Oh, thanks to you, it's a good annoyance to be exposed to depressing gaze wherever you go"

"I'm surprised you had such delicate features. It could be a discovery in human history."

Harold hates it on the inside, saying whatever he really likes. The emotion was seeping out of his expression and verbal buttocks without being able to hide it.

Needless to say, it is none other than Justus who is spreading Harold's bad reviews and making his impression worse. I guess you have the soul guts to keep it easy to tie at hand by isolating it and leaving it helpless. There is no such thing as a strange person who only hears bad rumors, such as helping a human being, and so far Justus' thoughts have been a great success.

Because I am feathery enough to even get the noisy alias Knight Killer, etc.

In addition, the staff of the laboratories where they live have a terrible reputation. From them, it's like having a killer right next door, so there's no choice, and Harold had some downfall.

In short, he freaked out at them for their hostility. So, what happened was that I started living in the lab with my life constantly switched on outside of my room. But otherwise it was difficult to remain calm. As an excuse, human animosity, malice, was felt so much more terrible than confronting a mighty monster.

As a result, Harold's mouth went bad with an applause, which plunged him into a vicious circle of buying even more staff disgust. The result is the present situation. What else?

"But don't worry about Astral Operations, which Harold expressed interest in. Can I ask you something?

"Yes, I'm relying on my personal qualities to think about how I can be more versatile with scientific assistance."

Science and magic hybrid technology devised by Reefa himself. What matters is that the technology is still at the conceptual stage, and I have included telling you to lay low that we are moving to the practical stage.

There are several reasons to do so, but the biggest reason was to draw technology and ideas from Justus to strengthen Reefa's power. Fighting the Ice Dragon made me feel inadequate in the power of the attack, but I decided it needed to be reinforced.

If it's true, later, I thought about putting it out of the shadows with the liners, but this one would be more efficient. Rice cakes go to the cake shop, science and technology go to the scientists.

Sooner or later Reefa, who joins the main party, naturally has to fight Justus. It would be disadvantageous for the means of attack to be known at that time. Even if that's just logic on the desk.

But it's hard to imagine how much Justus, as of now, has in mind the possibility of engagement. And even if you find out they had a Reefer, it's hard to work out what to do immediately.

By then, the liners will be chasing us to modify the plan that was inhibited. It's also going to be handily digesting the original event with Harold intervening behind it. There will be little time left to devote to anything other than plan modifications.

That's why I pulled Reefa to the lab knowing the risks. Although it is a completely unexpected event, it can also be said that an excellent opportunity has come.

"... Hmm, I can also understand Harold's interest"

Whether the story came to a paragraph or not, Justus divulged that sentiment when he heard the technical theory developed by Reefa. By the way, I had heard Harold too, but he had many professional words, and he was half speaking from the way there.

Reefa also looks like a childish girl, but her brains are just brilliant enough to be called geniuses to develop antibodies and to spot and stop Yustus from planning. There was no way a mediocre Harold could follow such a conversation between geniuses.

"Uh, so what do you say? Something that could be improved..."

"There were a few parts that I couldn't say for sure about not trying to practice. I don't mind telling you that, but I'm in a very busy position."

Justus looks at the clock in the room. I guess it's time to time-up.

Reefa returns a disappointed reply saying, "Well, right," but the next word Yustus uttered was an unexpected one.

"But surely the idea and the focus is great. If it's convenient for you, you should stay here for a while. Let's have a lot of arguments when we get time."

"Uh, okay?

Bad, Reefa ate it before I thought. No, I didn't expect Justus to accept it until he cut his own time before that. Low interest in others, that Justus.

That's all Reefa's technical theory touched his harp line.

However, if you are going to stay for the long term, the risk will only increase. The secret Harold and the others have in the potato ceremony could be revealed if you give them a blur.

"Hey Reefa, if you do that, you'll find out it's too late to go back to the village and we lied and went away. Do you know that if your uncle finds out, this time it won't be a big eyeball?

It was Elle who pinched his mouth in such a predicament. I don't know if I just came up with it at this moment, or if I prepared it in advance, but I let you line up the reasons for the lie that you can't stay for a surprisingly long time naturally.

Reefa also had a Kyoton look at the beginning without knowing what she was being told, but she blued her face a little to figure out exactly what was going on. It also looks frightened to imagine the big eyeballs of my uncle that Elle said just now.

"What do you mean?

"We were born in a small village, and most villagers make a living raising fields and livestock. Reefa, who's obsessed with science because it's such a village, is a little floating, or her family has strictly told her to stop doing that kind of researcher trick."

What Elle is talking about is the very environment surrounding the original reefa. This is not a lie.

I wondered why Elle knew that, but Reefa lay down her face with a look that seemed awkward, not surprising. Does that mean Reefa has spoken out of her own mouth in the last few days? They were close enough to talk naked about that in just a few days.

"I've stretched my legs to Astis this time, but I've been lying to my family about going sightseeing to Wang Capital. So I have to say, it's hard to stay long."

"Hmm. So, what day is the respite?

Harold would have instantly answered "no" here without thinking.

But Elle didn't answer that. I vacated it for a few seconds and then returned it like this with a strange face.

"Two weeks is the limit."

"Well that's about it. But just as I thought. You're smart. I would have been suspicious if they denied I had no time right away."

Harold also understands late with that one word. And the cold sweat conveyed the whole body.

From earlier stories, it would be strange if Elles hadn't calculated the difference between the number of days traveled from the village to Astis and the Wang capital. And meeting Harold in Astiz and coming with him to King's Capital would mean boarding an empty ship. That is obvious in view of the time taken for the task imposed on Harold and the number of days leading up to his return.

And normally, there's no way I'm assuming that the girls, who came out of a small village alone, would use the expensive means of movement of an empty ship. A good but synergistic carriage, or worst of all, a walk away. Either way, its speed is the difference between cloud mud when compared to an empty ship.

That's what's stopping me at the King's Capital. It would be odd if the Via of the Wang capital were not on its way back to the village or not, given the distance from Astis, if much room had not been created from the original plans.

Assuming you were behind schedule, you wouldn't even wish to see Justus from the beginning. Whatever reason you had in place, it can't be that you can't afford any time at the time they're here.

I thought Elle's lies were perfect, with no element to be found out.

But instead of being turned down for Justus, he was only given information to finalize his stay.

Besides one last word. That would have totally suggested I was suspicious of the Els. Now I can't move around poorly.

"We'll arrange an empty ship to stop in the city closest to your village when we return. Then you can still grow your stay."

Such a Yustus suggestion sounded like a death sentence to Harold.