Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

What I want to know is how long there is a temporal respite.

That changes whether we should go and secure a positive Alpha power element.

I'll stick in front of the mirror and baton touch the right person to contact.

The suitor - Eileen - moved forward, knelt one knee in front of the mirror, and lifted her toe.

"Knight Eileen will report to the King. We have successfully secured the help of a dragon. We feel it was a big part of William's work."

"Oh well! That's good, that's my beloved daughter's son-in-law candidate. I don't think there's any madness in my eyes yet."

Eileen turned into a little face in this King Andrew's words.

Why, because beyond King Andrew in the mirror, there was also a view of the knights and court magicians who would be heavy towns in the country.

"Hey, hey, Dad! Candidate for son-in-law, what are you saying here...!

'Ha ha, your lit face is adorable too, Eileen. I wanted to see that face.'

"... this, king. Make as many jokes as you want. Separate the public from the private, always so much."

'I divide it when I need it. Besides, there won't be any jokes. Even you like William.'

"Whoa, whoa! STOP STOP STOP! Father, if I say any more, I'm out of line!? I won't talk to you anymore!?"

'Ooh, well. You're the one confusing public and private, aren't you?

"Shut up! We're talking about the country now! This isn't the time to talk about me!

"Okay, so don't be so angry"

"Oops."

The heavy towns behind King Andrew seemed to flaunt their two appearances.

To see how that goes, I guess this parent-child exchange is the usual thing.

Eileen may have become a mascot in the context of the country's Heavy Towns Conference.

Because laughter of mitigation in a painful setting is a necessity, or is this among King Andrew's calculations?

... No, even so, I'd like you to think a little more about the content.

It should be noted that some of the heavy towns shown behind the king did not have only one nickel.

Speaking of whom, James, the head of the court magician, is my father.

I don't even look particularly unpleasant, so I guess I'm also discussing (shuddering) the King's thoughts, etc., but it's that usual Buddha top surface, so I don't know what I'm actually thinking.

... Do I look like that from someone else?

Maybe even a little laughing practice should do it.

Well, whatever that is, I just want you to move on.

I prompt her easily, instead of Eileen.

"Dear Eileen, talk to me about this."

"Oh, I'm sorry Will. Right. I had to ask. ─ ─ King, I'd like to ask you something."

Eileen, who looks like she remembered, faces the king across the mirror again in the face of the knight.

Andrew takes a tough attitude and responds this time.

"What is it, Knight Irene? Say it. '

"Yes. Have you engaged the Demon King yet?

'Oh. I already bumped into you once. The good news and the bad news I said earlier is on top of that.'

Information that the Knights of the Kingdom have already engaged the Demon King.

On top of that, they have good news and bad news.

Eileen only thinks one beat, then responds.

"Well, may I ask you something bad?"

'Okay. The bad news is that the strength of the Demon King will not spill. First of all, the hardness of that ice armor is not the norm. Whether a long bow (long bow) or a crossbow (crossbow) can barely get through the arrows. Next, super playback capability. The slightest degree of arrow wound heals naturally immediately. Furthermore, this is as expected, but auxiliary magic, including heat weapons (heat wepons), is eliminated of course at the stage approaching him. About five meters around him is the vision of a magically extinct territory. "

"... an iron wall, right? On top of that, masterclass combat ability...... any prospects of being able to defeat it?

'That's pretty much it. But that's the past, too.' Cause, knight Eileen, you guys did a great job on the tail. '

King Andrew laughs nicely when he says that.

Eileen, on the other hand, finally hits him in the neck.

"Words of praise, thank you. - Mind if I ask you the better news?

'Better yet, time lapse (...) means it worked. I succeeded in locking him up and some of his subordinations together using artifacts that create pseudo prisons. It's a secret treasure once, so it won't happen twice, but now I can secure it for a few days. "

I was surprised at what King Andrew said.

I accidentally scratch my mouth.

"Your Majesty, does that 'artifact that creates a pseudo-prison' mean - no way, the 'treasure of an extreme prison (very soon)'?

'Ooh, that's William, that's good knowledge. No way. "

King Andrew answers with no hesitation.

Instead, the head of the court magician behind it - my father seemed more likely to stare at this one for just a moment.

"Hey Will, what's that Khokugoku nantka? Awesome?"

Satsuki, who was in my place, sneaks up on me and asks me questions.

I answer Satsuki with ear punches as well.

"The Jewel of the Polar Jail - one of the artifacts supposedly passed down from generation to generation to the Kingdom of Grace Road - is a treasure in the treasure among the monuments (magic items) in the country's treasure trove. I was surprised His Majesty made it disposable without hesitation"

No, it makes sense to make it disposable because it's a disposable item in the first place.

But somehow it is a relic that history and tradition have left behind until this world.

King Andrew, what you do is bold anyway.

Or is it someone else's wisdom...

I was looking away from my father, who had stared at me earlier.

Eileen, on the other hand, finally thanks again and tries to cut the story off.

"I understand the situation. I'll get back to you. - So, okay, Will?

And he finally got confirmation from me.

Then the gaze of the heavy towns across the mirror converges on me.

... No, seriously.

Irene will have a sermon later.

Now we're talking about me and Eileen, which has the lead.

Eileen's position must be higher, at least on the outside.

As I turned my mind on how to deal with this troubled situation - and then a cross spear came in from an unexpected place.

"I waited. Let me talk to you, too."

It was the dragon who looked like a girl who told Eileen that and demanded that the place be sloppy.

Eileen, too, gets sloppy on the spot with nothing.

"Andrew, it's been a while. It's been a long time since I've seen it."

As the dragon daughter stood in front of the mirror, opposing Andrew deflected the rapport.

"Oh, Irdola! No, I miss you. You're very much the same then. It's been twenty years since then. No, just a little bit taller?

"Are you nuts? A dragon's head is stretched out.... more than that, kid. This time he imitated a lot of things like giving me money."

'Uh, no, I'm sorry about that. I can't help it because these guys are telling me not to go. There are things you can do because you have become king, but at times like this, secular signs become shackled. Forgive me. - But our daughter and her escorts were a lot of money, weren't they? Especially...'

Andrew over the mirror, he says so and turns his gaze to me.

The dragon daughter who took it laughed niggly.

"Oh, I'm happy with that. I don't know..."

Say, Dragon Daughter has used her whole body and clings to my arm all the time.

"I'm no longer a strong male. My body and mind could have been messed up. Andrew, you're a good friend, but I'm already a male. I thought I'd tell you that."

'... well. Oh, my God, William, you're surprisingly fast. I didn't think that was the type, but no, I'm just a colored man. Men like you don't have to be. "

…………

... what's the matter, this situation.

Nevertheless, there is not much time left for communication (contact) anymore.

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, but I think there is some misunderstanding. ─ ─ By the way, the communication (contact) is about to expire. I'll report back to you as soon as I get back to you, okay?

"Oops. It's nice to make a beautiful woman peel, but don't cry too much about our daughter, okay? Bye. '

So, Your Majesty...

─ ─ Pumpkin.

Communication (contact) has expired.

…………

... I wonder if this has caught some kind of tremendous rettel in my social position.

There seemed to be a lot of heavy towns in the country, besides the king and father, but how did they see me in their eyes?

Imagine that, it makes me headache at first sight.

And on my shoulder, Cyril put her hands on me.

"Woe to you, William. If you want to cry, can I borrow your chest?

"... that's a very heart-catching suggestion. I do want to cry. But I won't."

"Yeah, that's a shame."

Cyril laughs when she says so.

I looked up at the sky in the middle of the night.