Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

By the time Sola was at the party, Sania was aiming for a demon cave, the living quarters of the wizards.

Although the party venue is not Sola's mansion, some guests may visit the mansion with Sola at the end of the party, so Sania, the beast man, is evacuated to the demon cave.

As the escort's flamethrower stands out, different people turn their attention to intrigue.

But once he entered the demon cave, his gaze was removed from the flamethrower as the waves drew.

It's not identity, visibility, or arm strength that matters in a demon cave. Solve the magic or not.

Sania takes a sigh of relief and heads to the house of Frieda, her master.

Sania's magic master Frieda is traveling on the premise of illegal immigration to investigate the ruins of being discovered in the new Ziyuz country.

Sania pocketed the key that was being given to her by Frieda.

"Oh, Sania, you've really been back"

One of the wizards living in the neighborhood of Frieda's house finds Sania and calls out.

Basically, he is a demon dweller who pierces non-interference to others, but his attitude tended to soften towards Sania.

One of the causes is that the master Frieda is such a prominent figure, but the ultimate cause is probably because he is in a special position of proximity to the noble Sola, even though Sania is a beast man.

The guide, the wizard who had spoken, looked carelessly at Sania from top to bottom and nodded satisfactorily.

"I'm relieved you're feeling better."

"That's all I've been told since I came to King's Landing."

Every time I come across a wizard I know, she seems fine and relieved, but I am told that I have no trouble.

He treats it like a little rare beast just because he's an animal working under a nobleman, but he remembers his intimacy because the rare beast is the same wizard as ourselves,

"Well, we're all worried. Anything. Frieda from the store hasn't come home yet, has she? Yet even if you're not a master, you want to be adorable as a disciple who came all the way to the demon to clean it up."

You tried to stroke me, and the wizard who reached out to Sania's head muttered, "Whoa," and changed his goal to Sania's shoulder, pounding, pounding.

You know the beast man doesn't like to be stroked in the head.

"Steady, whatever. Where's Frieda at the store walking flat? I'm not going to drown because of that clever poor thing."

"I think you're cleaning up every request you make the first time you go. I think it's just about time you came home."

"I just want you to come home. I've been pushing Sania to clean all the time, so I need you to lower one of your heads."

That's what the wizard says and shifts his gaze to the Flamethrower.

"Good luck escorting you. If something goes wrong in the demon cave, say it. I'll rush."

As I did to Sania, I also slapped the flamethrower on the shoulder, and the wizard left.

Sania takes out the key she was wearing in her pocket and goes for the master's house.

Arriving at Master Frieda's house, Sania opened the front door with a key and went inside.

The dust doesn't rise because every time Sola goes out to a party, she comes to this house and cleans it.

However, there remained so much parchment, memorandums of research results, and clay plates with formulas calculated and abandoned halfway through that they missed the magic formation that they could not be cleaned and put together.

It was Sania, who I think should be cleaned before heading out to investigate the ruins of the new Jiyuz country.

While cleaning in my spare time, I find magic formations that look interesting and read and fish.

Even though it cannot be described as genius, there is only a magical formation painted by a research-oriented master, and traces of ingenuity can be found everywhere.

Parchment paper with ancient texts, especially for chanting, was also a lot of new discoveries for Sania.

If it's a formula, Sola will teach you the solution and the formula, but the ancient text seems to be an area of refinement for Sola as well.

A flamethrower watching at the front door looks back at Sania.

"Read the chanting magic again?

"Yeah. If you don't understand chanting magic to Master Sola, I want to be able to use it to make up for the shortfall"

"Don't pack too many roots, Master Sola will be worried."

Sania only nods back and writes the finished chant into her baggage notebook.

Sania thinks of the chants she wrote during Frieda's absence as she resumes organizing the material.

Frieda was just saying she doesn't mind looking freely and the material is abundant, but they all only write basic objects.

No improved chants or finished form magic formations were found by Frieda's own hands.

Though the king's capital boasts the best security in the kingdom, it doesn't necessarily mean he won't be entered by thieves. I guess I carried or disposed of important research findings and materials.

"It looks like there's no safe."

Even if it did, you can't open it, but you heard Sania whining, and the Flamethrower looks around the room.

"With so much flammable material, no, but I guess I couldn't help remembering the fires in the Glades and taking action. If I come home and my family burns every important piece of research, I can't even see it."

"Oh, I wasn't thinking that way"

It was a blind spot, in retrospect, while Sania looked up at the magical light that illuminated the room from overhead.

"But I don't think there's ever a fire in a demon cave"

Lights in the kingdom are common, such as lamps, but caves are different.

It is common to illuminate a room by preparing multiple magic formations that have been adjusted to last a long time and activate them in sequence.

The strength and color of the lights leaking out of the window and the time it takes for them to disappear are the result of magical research by residents who can tell from the outside.

No one uses lamps as nature and who alone, lighting magical lights to show off their own research results.

My master told me to activate the magic of light until morning, and discipline also tells the story of a foolish disciple who kept lighting his magic in chanting form all night. Chanting magic works only while chanting, so apparently the disciple who kept chanting all night ran out of throat.

That's how magically dependable life is. The inhabitants of the cave don't use much fire. There is also the magic of heating in cooking.

"I guess it's time to go home"

Sania looks at the hourglass placed on the shelf. The sand on the hourglass I flipped when I entered the room had almost fallen off.

Because he didn't carry a lot of baggage either, Sania put the finished material on the shelf and urged the Flamethrowers to go outside.

Lock the front door with a key and make sure it's locked properly.

Then let's go home.

"Copy that. Still, how long do I have to stay in King's Capital?"

"If His Royal Highness Prince Wang's mind clears up, I guess so."

He can't help but want to return to Crossport, where he can settle down quickly and live, a flamethrower who gets undisputed attention because of his performance on the subject of the dueling disturbances between Sora and Chaff being played in the theater.

Sania greeted the inhabitants of the next house and left the demon cave behind.