'Alice's AWR certainly seems to be an interesting creation, and I'm sure the magic wasn't in the light system.
'Ha, yes. Al made the magic, too.
So that's what happened....

　Froese narrowed her eyes and lifted the edges of her closed mouth.
　Magic development is developed by a team of researchers through a large scale project. It's even funded by the military.
　To say that he would do that alone would be an overstatement. On the other hand, the information I've been researching easily denies that.
　At any rate, I can't give my approval honestly.

I don't know about the AWR, but they should probably be approached to put it on the big list when it comes to magic. Including the release of the magic formula, of course. I suggest you don't say no to that. I suggest you don't say no to that, since disclosure of information about magic is a force that helps mages in general.

　Her glossy lips produce a voice full of concern. But never overbearing, but a gentle, admonishing tone. I could tell that he was concerned about Alice. The expression on her face seemed to tell you that there was nothing to worry about.

　I'm not going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it, but I'm going to be able to say that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it.
　Once again, you realize the awesomeness of creating AWR and the knowledge that creates magic. Both of these would be possible only if you had a wacky idea that was not bound by existing concepts. It must be a condensation of wisdom that I can't even imagine.
　The more I thought about it, the more I realized how blessed I was to be a part of it.

''So, you know, since we've come all this way, I'd like to say hello to Ars-san, do you know where he is?''
Yes, I'm afraid so, Mother...

　Seeing their unenthusiastic expressions, I tilted my head slightly.



''........Too bad. I was wondering why you weren't in the finals, but if that's the reason, it can't be helped.''

　Froese was inwardly disappointed by what he was told to listen to. She didn't say it, but she had come for the purpose of seeing Ars again. To be precise, it was to measure his competence.
　This had to be the perfect place to judge how good he was as a wizard. In the finals, the Lusarka mage named Philiric was exactly what he was capable of as a guessing horse. It's a shame, because he was expecting it to serve as a measuring stick.
　As a result, only far-fetched guesses could stand. Each match was a blink-and-you'll-miss-it, so we can't even evaluate them. The ability of Loki, Ars's partner, who had defeated Phililic in the final, had greatly exceeded Froese's expectations. Since a mere support mage had won, it was more than likely that her partner, Ars, was more than capable of doing so. Of course, I have no choice but to withhold my evaluation until I see for myself.
　In the end, we won't know.
　However, I couldn't come here and leave empty-handed. For that reason, there is one more person I want to meet.

　Froese pretended to be aware of it right now.

'Then I'd like to meet your two friends, Loki, and you can introduce me to them.

　A completed, impeccable archaic smile.
　That's why Tesfia and Alice nodded as if they were guided without uttering a word.
　Hah, by the time they realized it, it was already too late. Where did they get the information that they were friends in the first place? No, this mother wouldn't have made it up to find out. 　I can't take it back by thinking about such things.

　A feeling of foreboding that recalled the exchange when he returned home hit Tesfia. Therefore, it was probably indefensible that he quickly removed his gaze. More than anything else, there was no way to escape since he would find Loki at the point of deflection.
　Tesfia and Alice would prefer that he refrain from doing so now if possible.
　In any case, Loki now looks fidgety and restless. It goes without saying that it started with the absence of Ars.


　Froese follows Tesfia's gaze.
　The silver-haired girl sitting on the edge, the silver-haired girl, she's definitely the one he saw in the final. The nobles who are peering at her from afar, it is easy to guess how much of a magician she is if she was watching that match.
　In Froese's estimation, someone who showed a match that was close to the past would not be comparable to the current single wizard, Jean Rumbles and Letty Kultunka's match. Bottom line, it's pretty promising for the future.
　Then, being an aristocrat or family name is secondary or tertiary. The parents here couldn't help but be bleary-eyed at the prospect of dealing with their son, it could be said that she was such a powerful horse.
　There are many families that would want her even if they weren't aristocrats. Even if you are a commoner, it is not a dream to join the ranks of the aristocracy in a single generation. Of course, in order to do so, the child would have to be a tool for the family.
　The superiority of the woman would be so high that the man's side would offer all the money for ties and so on. It's cheaper to get a bride to marry, no matter what it costs.

　But Loki's presence is only a detriment for Froese to have his daughter carry his biggest duck, Ars, on her back. So much so that her appearance is stunning. So much so that I'd be convinced that she came out of a picture book.
　When I was young, I myself was wooed by many men. I was even envied by my peers for being a symbol of alluring beauty. It's true that she didn't inherit the kind of beauty that would deceive a man, but she is still a beauty because she feels like she is looking at her younger self.
　Although she is beautiful, if there was such a beautiful girl in the same grade, it would be no wonder that she was jealous. If Froese had seen Loki when he was a teenager, he must have been jealous of her.
　That's why it's no fun to be stuck in a boring house here. And moreover, my daughters' friends, I haven't even introduced myself to them yet.
　There's no need to be in a hurry.
　If possible, I'd like my daughter to decide right now on a husband who has a good family background and a floor of highlights.
　Given the rate at which Tesfia is growing, the decision is slow. I thought that I could make it big as a mage, a path I gave up.
　If that's suitable, it doesn't matter if you meditate a little on the age of marriage or something else. It's a good thing that you can't get away from the fact that you're not going to be able to get away with it. There are many options if you can make it big as a magician. Of course, the risk of dying is also high.
　Either way, I've decided that the best thing to do is to forgo the appearance of an irregular being. I'm going to wait until I graduate from the academy at least.

　With anguish, if you look around, the nobles who are only looking at the rank and file are peeking around with the intention of setting up an engagement, no matter, just an arranged marriage. If we don't want to talk about it in a toothless way, there is no moderation. If the first candidate is not promising, they will switch to the next one. Froese can't speak for others, but it's a fact that the ugly side of the aristocracy is spreading.

　Phililic, who was Loki's opponent in the main battle, is putting on a friendly smile and taking on an aristocratic wolf in rabbit's skin. From Froese's point of view, he didn't look very desirable. It may be that he may know the art of living by heart, but he is a bit of a stinker.
　It's a sentiment that can be retracted as if it's nothing at all if you only look at the rank and file.
　It's hard to accept, psychologically speaking. It's still preferable to have an arrogant attitude like Ars, as I was in the military.
　That's also a sentiment that would only be possible with a person named Ars. If he hadn't appeared, he would have gone to Phililic.

　To a non-aristocrat, it would be a strange world.
　But being a nobleman helps a lot. Nobles, who are hereditary, have kept their names for generations. Not only are they upper class on the edge, they also have the right to reside in the vicinity of Babel or hire a mage as a guard. Most importantly, they are promoted quickly in the military, and it's not uncommon for them to have a squad from their parents' generation. After all, a nobleman is a house that represents its nobility, which is guaranteed by the heads of state.
　While they prove this by producing high ranking mages, they tend to descend into a privileged class of luxury.
　Originally, the symbol of reverence for the profession of mages was the nobility.
　There was, or should have been........

　This is the aristocracy now.....
　At the same time, this current situation is due to the rise in social esteem for wizards. It should be said that there is no longer a need to be a nobleman. Mages raise their reputation based on rank and achievement. It's a reputation for being on par with the nobility. The rankings bind because the social class has nearly matched the rank within the military. It is bound by rank.
　Few aristocrats are able to leave the lukewarmness of aristocracy behind. Maybe that's why they have to look for the best property with bloodlust. Froese felt that it was a good idea.

　If so, it's not someone else's problem, and the brunt of it is my daughters as well.
　The fact that I can't speak to Tesfia and Alice because of my presence is told by the peeping gaze with the extra glass.

(How nasty is that........)

　I cower my shoulders as if I were tired. Of course, I don't say anything, believing that it's because I'm thinking of my child.
　No matter what Froese thinks, we're all just badgers in the same hole. That's why they know that's why they say these things about the two of you.

I have found Loki, you two stay here and listen to what you have to say. It won't last forever if I keep it to myself, will it?
But, Mother...

　Tesfia pushes impatience across the board. Because he knows what kind of seat this place is.

'See the reality in your own eyes. I don't want to say right away, but it's a good time to learn. And you too, Alice.''
Wow, me too?

　The astonishment must have been because it jumped off the page. Even though I knew it was obvious, I was caught off guard.

''Of course. You can't turn away from it, Alice-chan, since you're also trying to become a magician. You can think of it as a learning experience and feel free to ask about it. But ... if you don't say no properly, you'll proceed in complacency, so be careful.

　It must be a lesson learned, and it hurts my ears. Alice herself had a clause in her mind that she knew that kind of story, since she had Tesfia, a nobleman, by her side, but she had a clause in her mind that she was detached from it as being unrelated to her.

'Yes, yes. I'll be careful.
Don't worry, Alice, I'll be as close as I can be.

　Saying that, Tesfia pushed back, but her expression was getting stronger.
　She didn't have the confidence to listen to the conversation with a good face. If she responded sloppily, it might damage the family name. Or even nausea at the engagement or the way she was pushing her own son around. The word "marriage" itself is a disgusting rejection.

　I have a headache, but I put on my outer mask and prepare for mental exhaustion.

'If you have a good lord, you should at least put some spit on him. Ideally, it would be nice to have a background in generalship. If that's not an option, then I want a family with double-digit rankings. Beware of the old aristocrats. I'm going to go say hello to him. I'll come back when I'm done.

　Sorry to the stunned Tesfia and Alice, but this is my role as head of the family. Even an unrelated Alice should be useful.
　Cowering my shoulders at the sight of the two of them heading into battle, I firmly tell Selva to watch from a distance and myself break into the crowd - I hold two glasses in my hand on the way.

　His cronies take a step back in their graceful, eye-catching bewitchment and make their way. Some of them must have wanted to make a connection with Froese.
　Despite being out of the military for nearly a decade, the name has not faded as it still indicates a close relationship, and there is no one who doesn't know the handiwork of his time as a general.
　He smiled softly and shook his dress.