Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

In the room where Tesfir left in momentum, Froze looked cold at its back.

It was Selva with tea who closed the open door.

"Master Froze, you've spoken to me."

"Yeah, I didn't think so."

"That would be true, too."

Pour tea into the cup with the hand gesture you are used to and place quietly in front of the floss.

"But I can't help it all."

As a nobleman, we must marry early and give them children as soon as possible in order to protect their family names. Even the most talented, if they go out of time, will be the worry of the bouncing among the nobles.

Not getting married is synonymous with abandoning a family name.

That's all I couldn't do with Froze. That's why I chose the best person, at least thinking about my daughter.

At this point, the best of Froze and Tesfir produce exactly inversely proportional results.

"He seemed to be watching the young Master Froze."

"I wonder what that means?

"You look a little cute."

"That's a lot rounded up."

Selva just laughed and listened.

"I made quite a compromise for that kid."

"I guess that's not what you should do."

Selva picks up materials for her messy engagement candidate. Selva was the only one who noticed the mistake.

Marriage as a nobleman may be called a business in a certain sense. It is impossible for Froze, the owner, to choose such an excellent property.

But Froze thinks this is the kindness of a mother to her child.

That's the best thing for Tesfir.

You can't speak of it if only Selva notices it. It is clear that it is a line that should not be involved as a deacon.

Huh, sighing, I stacked the material on my desk.

Froze, who doesn't even look as closely at such an old man's worries as Dew, shakes his head - no, he doesn't look, I guess it's a decision in Froze.

"We don't have much time. I'm sorry to rush you, but I need that kid to make up his mind during his stay."

"Is it Master Left?"

Selva doesn't disagree...... but at least.

"Lady Froze, if I were to talk to you, I think it would be better if your daughter settled down a little bit."

"... right. I need time to sort things out."

Froze looks at her fiancée candidate's material at the edge of her sight with a chillary stick on her cheek and lays her eyes down.

The best thing for her, who was born and raised as a nobleman, is to have a stable ranking in the future and maintain the name of Favel.

♢ ♢ ♢

Wipe your swinging vision.

Still overflowing grains of grief.

Tesfir fled to his room on a fast foot. That's without even shaking your side.

Momentum closing doors echo the sound of Don, filling the idle room with bad luck.

Tesfir's thoughts plunged into bed at first sight circled the same circle like a crazy clock.

(What I knew about marriage......)

Yet abandoned bitterness tightens his chest.

Demonstrate a fine ranking as a magician. Tesfir, whose goal was to get engaged and get married, felt that the path had been half-closed.

The reality that makes my mother think she has limited her talent as a magician.

It is Tesfir's conclusion that there is no engagement. Instead, be a magician and achieve results.

They were made to show us the way to stop it. That's also from my enforced mother.

The head that comes up with it on its own, even when stuck in bed, to the worse...... leads to many of the worst conclusions. Do I have to give up doing that enough? And the question begins, bah, face up and shake your head to the left and right.

"No, no, I definitely don't want to do that"

Tesphere even blew her drowsiness. Now that she has heard shocking stories, she has decided to train to keep her from thinking. With swollen eyes, with tight drawstrings of trembling lips.

Now he wants to be heartless, and his body pulls out a stick sticking out of his bag.

Grip firmly with both hands so that you can set up the knife, close your eyes, and breathe properly. The exhaling breath swept away and shook his throat.

Begin to experience magic and give instructions.

Make him crawl all the way to push the core.

Slowly and slowly, magic flows out of Tesfir's hands, covering a creepy dark green stick.

Sweat floats on his forehead and keeps it that way.

Now I was totally concentrating my consciousness on magic. But unconsciously I'm forced to be quite forceful...... I'm left to power.

So even the knocking noise of knocking on the door... will never reach Tesfir's ear even if there is a voice across the door.

Later, Tesfir advised Ars that he was going to concentrate too much on granting magic and chew on the importance of the word not to get distracted.

Fia, I'm coming in.

The sound of gachat never even reached Tesfir's ear.

――――

Seeing his daughter working in training in front of him, the froze on his frightened face quickly narrows his eyes.

That's because of the unfamiliar stick held in Tesfir's hand.

Froze watched silently for a while.

Tesfir noticed my mother with her eyes meditating when her concentration was broken and her magic scattered.

Surprised by the gaze from behind, looking back.

"Mother! Since when..."

Tesfir leaks her amazement between rough breaths with her forehead stripped as-is.

"Maybe three minutes ago."

Think deliberately with your fingers on your chin. "Better than that," Froze's mouth portrayed loneliness.

"Fia, what's that?

Interestingly pointing to a point.

――――

Hide behind your back, but it's already too late.

Flose, approaching elegantly, widens his palm as he approaches the front of the tesphere.

Let me see it. I'm telling you to give it to me.

There is no way to refuse, and Tesfir shows giving up in action. I delivered a training stick in my mother's hand.

"Mother, this is... the"

Froze, who does not willingly pass through the voice of such a daughter, crawls his gaze carefully around every corner. And through his magic, he smiled like a nod.

"Fia, who gave this to you? Or did you borrow it? You're made of demon shells. Pretty much... no, it's not the kind of substitute you get for money."

I can't take my gaze off the luscious grin of my mother, who approached me saying it should be Tesfir. Probably...... no, I could assure you it was absolute.

Even if I lied, my mother said she was going to pull the whole army together to find out.

It's not a froze that can't see through the lies to the extent of Tesfir in the first place.

"It's a gift…"

"From who?

"Same classmate......"

"What's your name?

"A, a...... als"

"Fia!?

Crimson eyes shoot through the tesphere, hurrying ahead.

"It's Als Regin!!

(... somewhere... like I've heard...)

Speaking of what Froze thought for a moment, first of all, being a man, and inaudible Regin. That meant I wasn't noble. A family name that can't even be described as a nobleman but a subordinate nobleman, a nobleman that doesn't even go into Froze's ear.

After all, it was about the engagement. That said, Froze's interest was more suited to a student named Ars than some nobleman there.

"I wonder what his grades are in the school year."

This is more like Froze talking to himself than asking.

But...

"I think Al's about a little below the middle."

And, Tesfir provides information only for the chance of my mother's interest shrinking. And I called it by its abbreviation.

My mother's face had turned into a grin like it included when she realized it was gone.

"Alas, Fia is close to him. I wonder what kind of relationship that is."

and also, as an example, Tesfir's bad smile is pointed at.

Seeing out of sight, the inescapable compression was twitching and floating droplets on his back.

"... Ars, give you (...) a little study"

"But isn't he supposed to be doing very poorly?

"Oh... yes, no..."

"The fact that you got this from him has something to do with your growth... right"

Tesphere doesn't turn. He desperately moves his head, but every time he does, he runs out. There were no more words to escape my mother's pursuit.

Shut your mouth with a silent nod.

"So, what's his rank?

Cored, naturally, the question that will come up is that Tesfir is not ready, and the words grab him by the throat.

And from there on, the president of the board has stopped me, so I can't even say it to my mother.

If his daughter, Tesfir, divulges the information now in first place, it could scratch the name of the Favel family. No, maybe...

I don't think that's true because of Ars' personality, but that's why it's beyond good tolerance to leak.

"Excuse me."

Without lying, Tesfir apologized and insisted she could not speak.

Of course, I also detect Froze. I know Fia, but we need to be able to talk.

It would be shallow to assume that's because it's about privacy.

I get a tranced grin that Froze has never seen before. It comes from pure curiosity, when this happens, no one can stop it. Tesfir sincerely apologizes to Ars that the worse he does, the more the Governor must immediately fold the cage.

I was wondering if I could make a little excuse for being rude and not knowing.

(You were stopped in the first place, so there's nothing you can do, and if you apologize with all your might, you'll forgive me, right?

I'll try to plead with the naughty Ars. Later it was how far this mother would go. Tesfir has no other hands on that than to do divine favors.

"It's okay, Fia."

A supple hand resting on my shoulder with a pong.

Tesfir doesn't know what that hand means and looks back at her mother.

followed.

"Let me invite you home, Ars."

――――――

Tesfir, who opened his eyes, argues.

"I don't think he'll ever come. It's a free run, and I'm sure your mother will feel bad."

"Fia, that's good. I can go to college."

……

The operation of lowering Ars' ratings and sharpening interest gets kicked off.

Tesfir creates bitterness inside wondering if he will get that far. Still, evocative he is a character who refuses to waste his time, he will resolutely refuse.

Froze also threw up words like threatening and complaining, but doing so would also annoy Sisty, who holds the chairmanship of the board, and the outside world is bad.

So Froze concedes.

"Fia, don't you like engagement?

…… Yes. "

Even with the abrupt question, this solution had already been decided.

"Okay. But as a nobleman, you know you have to get married early."

Yes, I bite my lips lightly and nod with bitterness seeping out of the inside because I know it.

"I was actually going to have him decide who to engage with during my stay, but if I were to bring him in, I'd see a little more"

Regardless, Froze didn't propose it just to satisfy his own desires either. I have a lot of plans.

If a classmate named Ars made Tesfir grow so far in a short period of time, there's no way he's a line-up magician.

Froze will regret not seeing you once. I had a feeling about that.

"Okay. I will definitely bring Al."

Instant answer.

A slight light left in the Tesphere. Once engaged. If I could avoid it, I wouldn't have had a problem. A statement of determination to bring Ars anything.

Froze had seen such a tesphere and had a bitter taste like chewing down a bitter bug with his back teeth.

"I'm looking forward to it. Fia... so when is it going to be?"

"Tomorrow, I'll be back. I'll get back to you when I hear Al's plans."

On either path, with only a few scheduled stays remaining, Tesfir decided to leave early that if he stayed any longer, he was really going to leave the mess.

It's already been a whole day or so in Tesfir's brain plans, it's cheap to even shop and work out measures... plans that don't seem to work out now.

"I'll keep this stick for once."

"Eh! But that's training..."

Nikkoli and Froze laugh.

"You just have to get me there soon."

…………

This time after a short while, Tesfir pulled her cheeks together.

I nod as I weave my guilt as to whether it is good as a result that Ars will have to come.

♢ ♢ ♢

In the end, the measure that Tesfir herself had in mind was that pleading with plenty of grief would do something about it. I don't have enough stuff to present against him than that, so I just have to ask him in from the start.

I never thought that I could actually snag at face to face.

Because Tesfir's eyes have already switched to shopping mode.

So even if you see less Tesfir baggage arriving at Ars' lab, all the contents are just a battle I've bought along the way.

Snake feet, but I also like the outfit in the enjoyment mode along the way, which can be why I can't even get eyes on it because I changed.

I guess that means they did it as an Ars because they hit and changed from such an indulgence mode and even though the situation in which Tesfir was placed was itself impeccable, things would work out.

Regardless, it was Froze who did it, and Tesfir's measures alone should have kicked it.