The world's strongest hard worker

A woman suddenly appeared, holding her wand in her hand, and turned her head towards us.

"Are you violent or are you helpless? Ah, a knife falling on the ground ─ ─"

Windblade!

─ ─ I didn't listen to anyone!

Magic was unleashed.

A lump of wind that looks faint is coming towards us.

Even though there are stalls around, I didn't expect to use such magic...

A direct hit will involve not only me, but the two of you who are knocking down with a stomach restraint.

They're trying to help, but they're trying to attack.

There is only one way to make the most of this scene.

We must also unleash wind magic with the same power as the released wind magic.

By doing so, each other is cancelled and offset.

No Chant is convenient.

You can only think about the time it takes to sing.

She analyzed the magic she emitted and released the wind magic.

A chunk of wind of the same size and speed collides.

The sound went down, and the magic disappeared.

"What!? Unchanted!? Dammit, when this happens ─ ─"

I heard you very well thanks to your loud voice.

Does she still want to go on?

More damage will be done to the boulder.

I ran away to stop her.

"Hello, Argna. I told you not to use magic in the city."

It wasn't me who stopped preparing for her next magic, but another man.

A man with glasses and noble clothes slapped her lightly on the head.

You look the same age as me.

"Stay. Ah, Kurt. That's not true! That man, huh? Why are you so close!?

The girl called Argna was surprised.

"Why, to stop you."

"It's mine to stop ─ ─ Muggle."

A man named Kurt held my mouth shut earlier.

"I'm sorry. She's too righteous to see anything."

"It's okay. There's no mistake in being violent."

"... hmm, a slum-dweller. From what I've seen, you're a traveler, and you were attacked by a child dragon over your head.

It's a sharp observation eye.

I'm guessing what happened with the little information behind it.

"Yes, that's right."

"Ah, I knew it... I'm so sorry. If you hadn't stopped me, the city would have been damaged. Argna, apologize to me too."

"... um, um... I'm sorry"

I was a little confused, but I lowered my head and apologized.

I don't think this person is a bad person. Let her go. "

That's what Cu told me.

I don't think I'm a bad person, and of course I'm going to forgive you, but I don't care why Cu thought so.

"Why do you think I'm not a bad person?

Cuu, I know people's hearts!

Seriously. Awesome. Who were those slum-dwellers?

Wow!

Looks like the slum people were bad people.

Well, I guess so.

"... everyone has a mistake. But why do you think I'm the only one who's wrong?

Since Kurt (?) was able to grasp the situation, I don't think he would choose to let go of his magic if he thought calmly.

"I saw you punching me in the stomach...."

It was an incredibly simple reason.

"Argna, if that's all you need to do, you're worse off."

"Yes... I'm really sorry..."

Then I would like to talk a little and apologize again at a later date.

When they asked me about the lodging I was staying in, Lar gave me a letter of introduction and I thought I was lucky.

They're going out tomorrow.

The slum-dwellers I turned back on were gone before long.

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The next morning, a carriage arrived waiting in front of the inn.

It feels like a carriage for aristocrats who specialize in riding people.

The elderly man in the butler's uniform checked if I was Livel and got in the carriage.

Sitting soft!

On the cushion, Cu rubbed his body while moving with butterfly.

Sure, this is soft.

This will make it harder for you to feel tired after a long ride.

After a while in the carriage, I arrived in front of a very big mansion.

Get off the carriage and walk inside the house with the butler.

"Kurt is waiting in this room."

That's how the butler thanked me.

"Thank you."

I opened the door to the room.

River, you faked it yesterday.

"Ah... you must have been rich at Kurt's house."

We spoke in a shattered tone.

Kurt said he didn't have any friends of his age and wanted them to get along if he liked them.

Even with me, this way of talking is easier, so I'm happy to agree.

"That's right. My father is the lord here."

"To...?

"Ahahah, that's an interesting reaction. I'm Kurt Weminia. Greetings."

Kurt had a noble atmosphere, but he was far better than expected.