Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

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Around that time, special training by Selva was about to begin at the Favel family.

Tesfir's private room is cleaned up immediately by the maids, and any temptation is eliminated to encourage them to study.

Tesfir just stood still at that time. My mind seems to be washed in a way, and now the interior is washed. Seduction is seductive enough charm, but now I just watch them unfortunately be pushed by shelves and closets.

"Yes, ma'am"

Five assassin maids rushed out to clean. The oldest of them, the chief squire, spread the bag in front of the Tesphere. Without a doubt, they are freed hunting dogs. That's why I have a good nose.

Her gaze told her to get inside what Tesfir was holding with both arms. No, that's what I'm telling you for 90 percent and nine minutes.

The chief samurai, Krineka, is an ancient ginseng maid who has served each other (and this) for thirty years. He is the head of those who work, including the education of maids. Take it to the maids in a way. Her words are absolute obedience.

Krineka's muscles, who also perform daily chores, tighten her body more well. Krineka, who was in her near fifties because of it, was only twice as strong as a person. A sharp eye peeked from the black edge glasses and moved Tesfir's body from bottom to top as sensor-like glasses measured.

"Da, you can't. I bought this on purpose."

"No way, lady, you're not eating that stuff from day to day."

The maids, who worked tediously on the chief samurai's voice, stop pitting their time and stick out their beastly glances shining on the moon and night.

It should be noted that there was a treat in Tesfir's arm that was just beautifully held.

"Just miss this. It's an essential part of your study."

"Huh - that shouldn't be. If you can't stay in shape and manage your health on your own, you have to have one servant. And to study. Such things are poisonous to the eyes!!

With his furious nose rough, Krineka was spotting everything. Hands protruding at tremendous speeds slip through the clothes from the abdomen of Tesfir, especially around the waist, aimlessly.

"Cho!! Cah!!!

And Krineka shaped herself to grab something... and the stunner just happened.

"Puppy?"

The surprise of the maids to the noise propagates and wars.

"Ma'am, what is this waste of meat..."

"Uh, lie. You still exercise a lot, don't you?

It is still acceptable to be a woman in general, but this House of Favels, rather than this chief samurai, has reached a realm in which an unacceptable body cannot be tolerated.

"That's why I was against getting into college. All this luxury. Neither have you blurred. Measure the torso immediately. Get ready."

"Wait a minute, Krineka, please."

"So..."

The chief squire who naturally spreads the mouth of the bag to the tear-eyed Tesphere.

It still seemed like a reluctant tesphere, but Krineka didn't wait a second.

"Would you like to bring a scale??

"Sorry......"

Tesfir immediately throws a pile of sweets in pieces and bags.

Krineka picked up one of them, looked at the ingredients list and sighed.

"With such an inexplicable method of making meat that just pollutes the lady's mouth, even the harm of learning. I know you're going to want something sweet because you're an old girl, but if you tell me, we can make things that contain calories and deliver them to the academy."

"Spare me that."

"Then you know, right?"

"Yes......"

"Okay, it's not good for your skin either. Not to mention you think you're attracted to such a shitty body when you have someone you want to be with?

"Ugh..."

Everyone who serves the Favel family, on the contrary, has already shared her thoughts on this one. And temporarily, at the same time that my fiancée was able to do, there were rumors that Tesfir was not full.

Look at Tesfir stuck in words with a bad look on his face at all the pointers he fired.

"You have a temper of your own."

"Heh? He's not here... he's not here."

…………

Neither does the imperative excuse serve this chief of staff at all. After a few seconds of silence, Tesphere went at the same time as she shyly leaned down and nodded.

The maids behind me colour like mine.

Tesfir, who escaped one end of the chase by the selva that then appeared, needed a little time to reset his brain.

The indoor cleaning, originally unnecessary, was eliminated, and Selva dropped it off, and Tesfir said vaguely, "Yes, thank you..." with the usual sense of loss of partners and relief that the maids were gone.

The new visitor is Selva, who hangs a monocle on one eye. I have two primers for the noble ruling (Tempram). It was Manipulated Minasha who bought himself care until the showdown and got out. These two are the partners in Tesfir's special training.

The memorization of simple prescriptive rules begins immediately and only silence and time pass indoors.

Even though Minasha was against her will, she blued her face when the butler told her the whole story. Hiring her like this once it was supposed to be manipulated is not a heart-to-heart measure. Still, she is able to serve this mansion because this Favel family is magically savvy as a magician, and above all, Minasha is close to Tesfir.

It was clear that Tesfir would not allow it without Selva defending it. So Minasha went out with Selva to help the Lord.

I tied my habitual hair to a single apron dress that I had decided to be bissy about sometime. Her ear has a communications machine, the Conservator, that connects to the kitchen so that she can be contacted at any time.

Selva whispers her attention to her occasional contact.

"Minasha, then the lady can't concentrate"

"What!! But, Selva, you can't waste every minute your daughter devotes to her studies."

"Distracted, you won't have an ex or a child."

"... ok. Now let me support you in silence while you cross the line -"

Minasha upright on the wall in a crisp, unafraid stride across the face of the child. Even in Selva, I wanted to praise him.

Rarely did this old butler overflow stupidity with "you came".

Minasha is now staring to shoot through Tesfir's back as she is studying hard. There's no need for the occasional shivering of the tesphere.

Special training for Tempram, which has been undertaken since Ars and I broke up, has entered into the memorization of prescribed rules as an early stage. Although not complimented, Tesphere was good at overnight pickling. It's too early to forget that.

Citrus aromas are burned indoors so that study can progress. Selva also scrolls the page by peeking behind her back into the Lord's page so that she can answer the question at any time.

The butler broke his cheek in nostalgia. Has it not been since I decided to enroll in the Second School of Magic that I saw such a keen study?

I am enthusiastic and hard-working, but I have a slow understanding of academics. It seemed to Selva, as if it had been yesterday, to teach Tesfir several times to spend only time making up for it.

"Hey, Selva. It's here..."

The butler responded without delay to a voice similar to that one.

On the first day I encouraged him to study in a canned state in my room. It lasts until it turns big in the middle of the night. Minasha uttered around noon, resting her arms on a pillow on a table separate from the desk Tesfir was headed to.

Seen Selva, but today has been a long day for Minasha.

Shortly after the butler tried to tap his shoulder to go back to his room and sleep.

"Selva, move Minasha to my bed"

That's what Tesfir told me, and Selva agreed pleasantly with a hazy voice that didn't make her feel any drowsiness. These subtle changes and cares smelled of growth, and I couldn't wait to see that for Selva.

I think it's coming more and more like Froze when he was younger. Now was the time to raise a strict mother with one female hand, but she also had a lot to do with letting the maid use the bed again. Running up in the military all at once since becoming a wife, she would have had a lot of hard work and hard work. The maids who would go along with it also wanted to go out until the morning.

It won't be possible for any other nobleman to begin with, there is an instrumental amount that allows the crude phase to be smiled at. No, Selva thinks it hasn't really changed much now or ever.

Slightly held up, Selva puts Minasha to bed, turns herself over and suggests today's tightening with a smile.

"Okay, lady. Let's take a test to see how far you remember it."

Tesfir, weary in the eye area as opposed to Selva, who still doesn't make him feel drowsy, has a strong void in his narrative alone.

"Where I want to be."

"Then we would like the prescribed name and its contents in turn"

With a full smile he told the convulsing Lord that Selva had begun without his eyes on the outside, which had been white.

The following day at noon.

Tesfir and Selva had previously come to the exercise area they had trained on their return home. There is nothing in the rectangular training area that blocks your vision.

He said he came here to actually see how the enemy moves and explain.

There are twenty maids serving the Favel family, divided into ten.

In the form of overlooking it, Tesfir and Selva were upstairs in the mansion overlooking the whole thing.

"We are working with the maids. I've already given them instructions... so be the first of you."

Selva's voice communicates the communication device "Sensor" and gives instructions to everyone.

Start packing distance from each other as you walk slowly. A training doll at both ends is the king.

"Lady, I say military law, but now magic makes the details a little different. Still, in the underlying part, it's in the operation and strategy of the squad. But this is Tempram. No matter how much actual command is tested, it's still far from being in action. Though it's important to consolidate your team with the laws and regulations, you don't have to think about it because in this case, some assumptions have been made. Likewise, you don't have to worry about climate, season, or time. Instead, we must pay attention to the unique role of Tempram. We need to find Archer and Knight as soon as possible."

Tesfir asked Selva, now a teacher, without leaving what he did not know with his doubts in mind.

"What?

"Each other's orders for action are also confirmed by the other side as facts on which the order was given. Of course I can't grasp the contents. If the presiding judge decides and it's not aptitude, it's an immediate cancellation, but I don't think the other person would make that mistake. A pawn who, apart from this order, assumed a role of discretionary action is still a threat to take the king. Lord Ars's ploy was a strange one."

Even in Selva, it was a scratchy thought. Will it come up with a plan for those who have little knowledge to open it up?

I can do odd things after knowing common sense and knowing all the usual means. You have to get ahead of them. Selva was surprised that Ars, an inexperienced person, could come up with that. I could say that I felt a far less obtrusive horror than stunned.

How far is he visible? They made me feel like I was blind on the board before I fought.

Even Selva understands reality. That any good commander would not succeed without the people, effort and manoeuvre in the field.

In this case, the reverse is true, and we must ask Tesfir, the commander, to demonstrate the true value that dictates the trend. That's something Ars is also very aware of.

"Is that so amazing?

"Hmm, I can't usually think of anything more than awesome. Because Tempram tends to be perceived as a game that completely mimics war. But it's still something that comes with the sweetness of nails that doesn't pose a risk to your life somewhere. Few will be able to assume that life and death hung in the true sense. This oddity is what poked at it. That is why we must be familiar with the prescriptive rules. It's a game, and the boundaries have to be blurred, ma'am, beyond what we're assuming in action."

"The presiding judge will dismiss you."

Selva continued to snort satisfactorily at the Tesfir she was learning.

"If you only see it as a game, it will naturally be rejected. But if you're the presiding judge who sees this Tempram as a form of war, you should let it pass. Because there's no limit to the choices you can make as situations that can actually happen."

Ars' maneuver is at the time (Kiwa) when the rules are violated. That's why they don't even assume it.

And it must also be borne in mind that the presiding judge will not be brought in. Because the presiding judge is not supposed to allow unfavourable instructions. And even more so if it's an operation you can't fall either way.

It means it is impossible to assume what will happen on the battlefield, even if it is a violation. It was somewhat understandable that Tesfir was also said to have no experience.

Selva ordered a moratorium around the area where the maids at the practice hall had finally narrowed their distance from each other.

Look at that and ask Tesfir.

"Ma'am, what instructions do you think would be appropriate in this situation?

"Uh-huh."

Under the same circumstances and being attacked, almost none of the information she has.

"Hit the two of them over there protruding, one end back so they don't go through the left or right?

Although it was not difficult as a slightly knowledgeable Tesfir answer, Selva nodded one and said satisfactorily, "It's not bad".

"They say we can't get away with thirty-six things, because the strategy has to change. If you don't have the information, you don't have to do anything about it. But I don't need a lord to escape this time. If you say so, you won't be able to afford that. The wasteful retaliation of soldiers in a small number of fights must be avoided as far as possible. If you don't have the information, you're at a disadvantage in Tempram when you don't have the information."

"Well, then how can I be right?"

Selva foreshadows me.

Naturally, ploys exist in various ways. We have to let it change depending on the circumstances.

"I wonder if I could strike out to destroy one. Naturally, information-gathering and the other person's role are top priorities. The lady may have forgotten, but I said earlier that I would squander a useless soldier, but this time Lord Ars will join me. Then you can not only destroy one, but also direct all soldiers to launch into a total battle. Of course, there are not as many words against the law as there are eight, but time and time are the norm."

Selva smiles and shows so lightly that she makes her mustache wave.

Next, the weight of that portion of my old age was emitted on my voice as I looked far away.

"Look, for a long time incompetent commanders are rarely debated by their peers. So the commander believes in the soldiers, and the soldiers respond to them. I believe this is the most important thing to do to help us navigate the strategy."

"Yeah. Keep it on your chest"

"Thank you"

Inscribing the words of the old butler on his chest and renewing his determination, Tesfir gazes at the face of the exercise area. I'm going to explore how I can win by spinning my head full and hit my best.

After that, he also learned the stones according to various circumstances.