Hmm!　It's Noelia. I think you've been dressing up a little too well today, haven't you?　And, uh, what the hell is that ...... mugu?


　Lloyd, who was coughing, wanted to say something, but Noelia's silence (silence) kept his mouth shut and made him crunch.


"Lloyd is tactless, too. Noelia has no chest ...... mug.


　Gawain, who was about to say something about the chest, was silenced by the same silence (silence).


'I think both your father and Master Gawain have been talking a little too much. You said that tonight is a celebration of Master Flick's defeat of the magical beast Cerberus.


　Normally, Noelia was dressed in a simple sorcerer's robe, but today, even though it was a dinner party for her relatives, she was dressed in an outfit that looked like a noblewoman's daughter.

　Once again, seeing her dressed like a noblewoman reminded me that Noelia was the daughter of Lloyd, a great nobleman.


　They talked normally and acted together and so on, but essentially Noelia was a nobleman.

　She was too different from the nobles in the royal capital to treat them normally, but the truth was that they could be called disrespectful.


　These thoughts were going through my head as Noelia poured me a cup of wine.


'Don't be so nervous, Flick-dono, you needn't be. This is a seat for your family members only, so I didn't bring anything tactful like etiquette to the table.

'Ha, ha. If you say so, Lord Mais: ......

Mais is right. It is a feast in honor of Master Fricke. If you don't mind, may I pour a glass of wine for you?

Oh, yeah. Thank you.


　Noelia held the silver container of wine and poured a new wine into my empty drinking cup.

　The pressure of the gaze from Lloyd, who was watching the scene, increased.


　Gawain, on the other hand, was looking at me with a sly grin.


　It's kind of uncomfortable, though .......


　I was sipping the wine that Noelia had poured for me, dreading it.

　In such a subtly uncomfortable dining room, a strange, white-haired old sorcerer walked in.


''Whew, whew, whew. Miss Noelia has been taken as a good disciple. I have a nose for your teacher as well.

"Dear Linus, ...... I thought I told you that Master Flick is only my apprentice for your convenience. I'm no match for you in terms of magical ability.


　The white-haired old sorcerer who entered was Linus, Noelia's master of magic.


　That person is called Linus, the Wisdom Sage?

　He's the one who's said to be the best in the kingdom in terms of knowledge about magic.


I'm sorry I'm late to greet you. My name is Flick.


　He's Noelia's mentor, which makes him a great mentor to me.

　I stood up from the seat I was sitting in and bowed to Linus.


''If you're Miss Noelia's disciple, then you're a grand-disciple to me. You don't need to be so formal in your greeting. I consider those with magical talents to be equally comrades in the pursuit of magic.

Oh, really? I'm sorry.

'Oh, Linus is here too. That flick is funny. He's really good with my body-enhancing magic!


　Gawain, who seems to have broken the effect of the silence (silence), spoke to Linus. Apparently the two of them seem to be acquainted.


I've been receiving reports about the flick from Miss Noelia for some time now, but I received such a report directly yesterday. But still, I didn't expect someone to inherit your perverted magic.

'I couldn't even handle Noelia well either, so I gave up on her. Thank goodness Flick inherited it.


　Come to think of it, Gawain was a blacksmith, but he was also a sorcerer.

　He must have been acquainted with Linus through that kind of connection.


Gawain, Master Linus, and Mais have a soft spot for flicks. I've always admired your talent with a sword!


　Lloyd also seemed to have broken the effect of the silence (silence) and was eating at Gawain and Linus, who were talking about me.


　I guess I can consider that to be a bit of an acknowledgement.

　It's nice to be recognized for my sword skills by someone who's called a hero, though.


''Whoa, whoa, whoa. Apparently, Lloyd-dono is still in good health as well. However, I'm sure we've found some young people who are willing to take up the mantle of hero.

'Master Linus, Flick is a talented man, but he still has a lot of work to do. I can't just give him a hero's sign so easily.

'Both your father and Master Linus are in trouble with Mr. Fricke, so please leave those matters for another time. Today is a feast of toil.


　Sensing that the conversation was about to drift towards complications, Noelia nailed them both and changed the subject.


''Hehe!　We're both pissed off at Noelia!　Phew!

'Gawain!　You're forgetting that my allowing Flik to keep his magic sword in his possession saved his head from flying off!　You're making an intelligence sword that's against the laws of the realm!　Do you know how many of the noblemen in King's Landing have come to my door to complain?　Besides, I didn't forgive you for riding into town with your pterodactyl last time!　This time, I'm going to send you to the demon forest.


　Lloyd, who had been teased by Gawain, was shouting angrily, a far cry from his usual calmness.


　I knew it was Lloyd who had snapped at Gawain's maverick nature, and he was probably in Yasbah's hunting grounds after giving him an exile.

　He said they were old acquaintances, but maybe they'd been fighting like this for a long time.


'Well, well, well, Master Lloyd. Please calm down. I'm sure Gawain is sorry for what he's done. ......


　They were almost in a struggle when Myth stepped in between them and held Lloyd down.


'I'm sorry. Please forgive me.'


　Gawain was picking his nose and looking completely teased and remorseful.

　The next moment--


　I could see a blue streak rise at Lloyd's temples.


'Unnnnnnnnnnnn!　Mice, let go!　Hey, pick up my sword now!　He's going to slay this mad blacksmith!

'Father, Master Gawain. If you make any more noise, I will ask you to leave this place.


　Noelia said coldly to the two men who were on the verge of a fight.

　The two people who had been making a lot of noise suddenly stopped moving and froze.


''I'm sorry. Noelia, you're just kidding me...''

Yeah, you're right. I didn't have the stomach for Gawain.


　They had been on the verge of a fight, but they had regained their composure as if their faces had been splashed with water as hard as they could.