Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

I don't think so.

I don't know where the Clarices are in the mansion, but I wonder if anyone is listening to Estelle screaming.

Although this is the situation where a naked toddler looks at me and screams.

If anyone comes to this scene, they're sure to mistake me for something I was trying to do with Estelle.

I was in a hurry to close the door to the room but the door opened before that.

"Ah, Solon. I think I just heard a girl scream..."

Virgin Sophia stared at me with her jade eyes and then moved her gaze to the back of the room.

At the desk in the back of the room, Estelle looked cluttered, trembling.

Estelle stares at Sophia with frightened eyes.

Sophia gave a stunned look.

"Soron-kun... Finally, hands on such a little girl..."

"I won't touch you..."

"You didn't do anything to me in school!

"That was years away, so there's no way I'm going to do anything. I didn't do anything to this girl."

I enrolled in magic school when I was fourteen. The other sync was about twelve years old, so it's slower.

Plus Sophia, who enrolled in flying class, was five years younger than me, and when I was a freshman, I was nine. I was impressed that a really little girl was in the same grade.

Sophia, who was an extraordinary genius, but she was just older around and I think she was pretty tough at the time.

It doesn't mean you didn't have to take a pull in your magic abilities or desk studies, or even Sophia's personality and thoughts were grown up.

Besides, I'm jealous and incomprehensible because of genius from around me.

So in freshman year, Sophia was off school every once in a while and pulled into the dorm.

Worried about Sophia like that, Glenn, an old college director at the time, distracted me.

I chose Sophia's caregiver from among my classmates.

Many of the aristocratic classmates had high pride, and many of them were going after Sofia, so people of civilian origin would be good.

Especially if, to some extent, you are older, reasonably normal in character, and moreover you are a servant as you were serving an aristocratic maid.

I mean, it's about me.

I was older than I was around, so I was floating a little, and I had as much time to deal with Sophia as I could.

Sophia was quiet, and she was a good girl and saved me. Besides, you missed me a lot, so that was a pleasure to me at the time.

Sophia used to remind me that she wanted me to stroke her head, like yesterday.

It's about the same thing that helped Cleon, who was being bullied, become a friend.

In other words, the origins of the Knights of St. Sophia lie in the first year of this school of magic.

All three of them were really powerless at the time.

Sophia is now in her late teens and is getting pretty close to an adult woman.

Later, the Virgin chosen for the Imperial Church.

But in me, I still have a clear impression of Sophia when she was little.

I smiled.

"Sophia, do you think I'd do something terrible to such a little girl? Is that what I was?

"The way you ask that question is not good. Thoron was always kind to me and always protected me..."

"Then I'm glad you believe me now. I have a situation."

Sophia nodded coldly and honestly, softly approaching Estelle.

Estelle trembles.

Sophia turned away and smiled gently at Estelle.

"It's okay. Neither I nor this man are afraid."

"But..."

"Is this guy about to do something to you?

When Sophia asked, Estelle glanced at me.

I sprinkled my sword on Estelle, and I cast a coma magic just before that.

So the memory ahead from there shouldn't be in Estelle.

And when I opened my eyes, I was in this study naked.

Estelle looked like that and snapped her neck.

"I'm alive...?

Sophia said to Estelle, strangely but slowly.

"That's right. You're alive."

Estelle stared up at Sophia with blue eyes.

Then there was a tear in Estelle's eyes.

I'm really alive, aren't I?

So crushing, Estelle brought a whimper and quietly began to cry.

Sophia shouldn't know anything about the situation, but she noticed there were some nasty circumstances.

Sophia softly embraced Estelle.

"It's gonna be okay."

"... your sister won't kill me or try to do anything terrible to me, right?

"I won't. I am the Virgin of the Church."

"The Virgin?

"Speaking of Virgin Sophia, do you know what I mean?

Estelle glanced wide open into her tearful eyes and nodded snuggly.

Hero Sophia is a known presence throughout the empire and should have been admirable, especially for girls like Estelle.

"Because the Virgin is on the side of a girl like you. As I was once protected by an older boy."

Sophia said gently, holding Estelle, gently stroking her head.

I looked at it and smiled unexpectedly, but I couldn't be relieved.

All the arrested July Party and their families must have been executed.

Though Estelle's life was barely saved, she is the daughter of the rebel Polos.

In Philia's hopes, Estelle will hide in this mansion.

However, it cannot be said that there is no danger that any human being who should not be alive would be in this mansion.

Exposing it would make me and Philia's position extremely dangerous.

On the other hand, by making it look like you killed Polos' beloved daughter in front of the public, the remnants of the July Party could come after me as an enemy.

The July Party would heavily promote the death of young Estelle as an imperial outrage.

Then I could be attacked by them as one of the Empire's brutal executions.

Estelle's presence poses a danger to us in a double sense.

When I was spinning my head, Philia came back to the room with her clothes.

And when I saw Estelle crying and Sophia hugging Estelle, Philia said, "Ahhh!," he snapped small.

"Oh well, I wanted to reassure Estelle like your sister..."

"On behalf of my sister, I think Sophia would be more appropriate."

As I shrugged my shoulders and laughed, Philia swelled her cheeks.

"Something I can do!

"Then Master Filia must grow so that she can be worthy of it. In this case, I'm trying to help Estelle. I don't think Master Filia lacked a bit of calm."

I said it as gently as I could, but Phyllia was a little snug.

"Sorry......"

"I have nothing to apologize for. But, you know, helping people can't be achieved by willingness and passion alone. Do you know the phrase 'thou shalt have a hot heart and a cold brain'?

"Yeah. Hot hearts and cold brains?

"Exactly. It's an old scholar's word, though. Enthusiastic desire to save people, to make justice a reality. A sober brain that theoretically unravels things in order to get to where that fervent heart aspires. People need both."

"I mean, I have a keen heart, but I don't have enough calm brains. Is that what Solon wants to say?

"Well done. That's what I'm saying."

When I said that, I stroked Phyllia's head.

This time, Philia's attempt to help Estelle alone may not always be the right thing to do as a royal family.

However, Phyllia is equipped with a keen heart to save people.

That's also obvious from standing up and trying to help me.

Filia twisted herself, tickled, and embarrassed, as she was stroked of her silver hair.

I chuckled.

"If Master Phyllia can think things through without forgetting his enthusiastic heart and calmly, he will certainly be a fine royal family."