Tou no Madoushi

Lynn acted similarly in pairs with members of Magrillheim for the remaining five days of forest exploration.

Nonetheless, non-Tidro members did not want to go to the yellow zone with Lynn.

"Uh-huh. I'm a little nervous about going to the yellow zone with you. I'm sorry, can we just explore the Blue Zone?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Lynn kept the words of the older magicians honest and entertained them by having conversations that were sometimes well-informed.

Sometimes I paired up with people who didn't fit the solids, but I was able to crack them down with the general public.

Thanks to this, on the last day, the faces were known there in Magrillheim so that they could be crossed into their rings.

By the time the accommodation period was halfway through, there was no need to go to Ellios and the others to kill time.

What Lynn thought after changing pairs every day was that Tidro and Illyweer were distinct among the Magrillheims.

Good mobility and enemy handling, knowledge of warcraft, and strength of magic. It seemed to me that no matter which one I took, there was nothing against the two of us.

(It was a harvest just to get to know these two)

Lynn greeted them every time she had a chance to be different from the two of them and had a trivial public talk.

They both responded sneerily to Lynn.

Illyweer in particular seemed to enjoy interacting with Lynn.

(This experience should help you take the Warcraft credit you receive in the intermediate class. Join Magrilheim's activities in the future and learn a lot from our members)

Lynn was just satisfied with the outcome of this sleepover. All he thought about was credit at the college.

On the last day of the accommodation, members of Magrillheim celebrated the hunting harvest and held a little festival under oath of future leaps.

Lynn was adored by the older members she got along with this time in it.

Tidro and Haysul were talking about such a festival from a distance.

"What do you say? The harvester."

"It's good. If we can harvest this much during the summer exploration, it will be enough to fund Magrilheim's activities this year."

"Right."

Even so, Tidoro's face doesn't float. My gaze is all the way toward the festivities, toward Lynn.

The two of them have been observing Lynn during their sleepover.

"How about Lynn? Is it going to be useful?

Haysul shook the subject thinking Tidro wanted to talk about Lynn.

Tidro turned a blind eye in silence.

It was a habit when he was trying to say things that were hard to say.

Haysur has no choice but to keep talking alone.

"He's a nostalgic kid, isn't he? His reputation is generally well received even though it's only been a few days since he joined Magrillheim. You can say you've solved it."

Haysur says half impressed and half frightened.

"Haysur."

"Yes, what is it"

"Lynn's a good one."

"Right."

"But that's all. He doesn't have the gift of a magician."

"So..."

"He doesn't seem worthy of being a member of the Magrillheim. You don't have to call me next time."

"... ok"

(Lynn, when I saw you put out Vespe's sword in the ring magic class, I thought you had talent. I was more and more impressed to find out you were from the slave class. He said he must be working very hard even though he has a handful. But that seemed to be my misunderstanding. [M] You're just a little premature than the others. [M] Talent is not qualities. Most talent consists of effort and action. You don't know that. [M] Clearly, you are out of the question now. [M] You're too passive.)

Tidro looked off his gaze after looking remorsefully at Lynn for a little while. At that time he was turning his thoughts around about the magic guide competition that would open a few months after camp, and Lynn was out of his mind.

On the last day of his stay, Illyweer watched Lynn with every one of his occasions while he was bickering with a good friend.

Lynn enjoys interacting with members.

Illyweer has also been observing about Lynn for the past few days.

(Hmm. You're still an interesting kid)

Normally, on the last day of Magrillheim's sleepover, there was a sight where everyone was giggling with concern for the norm and appreciation that the action of the Warcraft was not yet authentic.

This time, however, there is soothing air flowing around the phosphorus.

"Mr. Illyweer. What are you looking at?

"You've been watching a bunch of festivals over there for a while now. Are there even men who care?

Illyweer's fellow bickers tint at how she's not at any point.

"I was looking at Lynn."

"Oh, are you a newbie? It seems this is the last time he'll be called."

"What? Really?" Ilywia raises her voice as if she were surprised.

"Yeah, I hear Mr. Tidro's already made up his mind."

"Well, I'm not just good at ring magic."

"She's a nice girl, but she can't help it."

At the Illyweer table, Lynn's story ended and she moved on to another topic.

Illyweer becomes depressed.

(Too bad. I enjoyed strolling in the woods with that kid)

Illyweer liked Lynn.

His shy tricks, his stretched remarks to show for wanting to be considered a serving, his attentive attention to show everywhere.

It made me think this would be the case if I had a brother.

Most importantly, I enjoyed being with him.

That's why the news that Lynn won't be joining Magrillheim from now on discouraged her.

(Surely Lynn may only have mediocre talent. But that wouldn't change the rest of us, would it?

In fact, I didn't know what was different between Lynn and the other members from Illyweer. It has been a non-climbing Magrilheim activity for a long time, but if Lynn hadn't come, I wouldn't have been more and more.

(I thought you enjoyed it because of it... What shall we do? Maybe I should really leave now)

Illyweer sighed melancholy.

Oh, yeah.

A name idea flickered to Illyweer.

(He wanted to attend a senior noble tea party, didn't he? Invite Lynn to my regular tea party. That way you can play with him again)

Next time, Episode 42: The Graduation of Ellios