It's a light early morning chill. The sun has not long since risen to raise the body temperature. The temperature inside the barrier is adjusted to an average of 15 degrees Celsius at this time of year.
　However, in the early morning, it's essential to wear warm clothes.

　With the large luggage as if he was going on a trip somewhere, Ars goes under the transition gate. Next to him, Loki was lowering an apologetic bag.
　And on the other side, the girl with the jiggling red hair is almost empty-handed and a bit distant.

　Both Ars, who had called Tesfia last night, had called her parents' house to report back. Of course, Tesfia was the only one to complete the report on that day, but after all, Ars is deeply involved in this one case, so the responsibility of explaining the situation arose as a greeting.

　However, in the opening of the opening on the other side of the LCD communication, Froze only said "come once" with a joyful face.
　As a result, the next morning, I'm on my way to the Favell house, giving up a replacement holiday for the school festival.

　It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what's going on. Of course, Ars didn't mean to do anything too big either.

''Oi, get a little closer, even though it's called a transition gate, it's more accurate to focus on identifying the coordinates on the transition board.

　Saying that, Tesfia let out an odd "hiya" and wobbled her weight against Ars, who pulled his shoulder closer.
　It's not usually that Ars doesn't do this kind of thing, but some of the large packages include things that have the effect of disrupting the magic power to be used for research.

''I don't know what's ahead of me like that.

　Tesfia hurriedly straightens her posture and closes her eyes to calm her heartbeat as she turns over.

　Loki looks at her scrutinizingly and Ars, who lets out a grand sigh.
　I've explained the situation to her, my partner. It was expected that she would be enraged, but Ars thought that the reason she was convinced with a mixture of dismay was probably because of the schedule that was coming up later.

　The timing was bad.
　He had told Rusalka, through Jean, that he was going to be seconded to Rusalka for two days before the tenebrams with Umm Luyna. In other words, this should have been communicated to Lithia, the head of state, not to mention the fact that he was no longer a burglar.
　It's a good thing that the head of the company's hospitality is cancelled, because it may cause a debt of gratitude to Alpha. The difficulty of getting around depending on the rankings is a true indication. If this is the case, and it is speculated that it has infiltrated Rusalka's military, it could be seen as a sign of disrespect for Alpha.

　This leave of absence had already been decided upon, so there was no way to refuse it now. Of course, I didn't plan to spend that much time thoroughly with Tenbram.

　It was an overcrowded schedule, but in terms of a small vacation, which was the original purpose, the purpose seemed to be fulfilled. There would be time to make preparations as well. I'm sure the commotion in the academy will be calmed down a bit.
　After this, after explaining the situation and thinking about countermeasures at the Favell house, Ars and Loki will head to Rusalka. That was the purpose of their luggage. However, Ars's luggage seemed to be a bit much.

''It's safe to assume that you're well versed in the matter of Tembram, right?''

　It was a question right after I had made my final transition to the wealthy. I thought I said, "You deserve to know what you're doing right.

'Just an overview ... no?'

　Ars shot a condescending cold stare at Tesfia, who asked fearfully.

'Of course not.
'You say that, but I've only heard of aristocratic rulings (tenebrams) more times than I've ever heard of them in my life.
'It's certainly not a game that can be played publicly and I've only skimmed through it lightly, but one thing I can tell you is that it's not going to be the one strike that decides who wins or loses, no matter if I'm in it.
'What!　No, no, no, don't tell me you can't come out and win. Then I don't know what I'm taking on for....

　Ars isn't optimistic enough to be comforted by the knowledge that he can't promise an absolute victory. Besides, if he hadn't raised his objections right there, Tesfia would definitely have been unable to stop his engagement with Ayre.

'You must be pretty smart. 'It's a proposal in anticipation of my participation. If the king is defeated first, he loses; if he wins, it will be up to him. So it's up to you. The problem is, it's been nearly a century since Tembram was in the mainstream.

　This was a time when people were fighting each other until the demons appeared. The content of the game is very different from what it is now, but it was certainly a game of defeating the king.

　Loki frowned and spoke bitterly on behalf of Tesfia, as much as possible without the Lord realizing it.

'Does that mean that this was before the technology of magic had advanced by leaps and bounds?'
Of course. That's where it gets tricky this time. Because this is the key to the proposal of anticipation. I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this. There's no arguing with the big stand-offs with magic, either. There are some revisions, but as a tactic, which is the purpose of Tenbram, it creates a limit to the power of the individual. That's why it's so difficult for me to batter and cleave my opponent.

　Hearing that, Tesfia's face became even paler and shedding cold sweat in astonishment.

It's true that there will be a difference between the pieces. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it.
"--!　Wait, I've never been a tenebraham before.
Well, I guess I don't know the science of warfare by the looks of it.
Uh-huh.
Well, it's not natural to practice in this day and age.

　Umm Luyna, and by extension Isle, must be oddly trained in that military science.

''Then the odds of winning are........!

　Ars sighs as he gives Tesfia the chop and says, "I'm a fool, my life depends on it.

"Don't be stupid, my life depends on it. I will win by any means necessary.
Uh-huh.
I'm gone for a couple of days tomorrow, though.
What are you thinking at this point in time, exactly?

　Loki took over for the weak swearing and returned it. The thorns, as usual, are ringing out. Is it because it's already an irreversible decision? There was a glimpse of leeway.

'It can't be helped. It's an accidental accident, so it's not something that will happen even if you say it now. It's better to talk about something more constructive than that, don't you think?
'Well, you, specifically, you will read every bit of Tenbram. Especially the only thing that must be banned. The idea of losing a foul game is not even funny.
It's as much about me as it is about you. My whole life depends on it. I'm not going to cut corners.
That's the spirit. But it's clear that this is not an opponent that can be won by haphazardly. Royalty methods are likely to be treated lightly.
Then what do I do...

　The unique coordinates of the three of them were fixed at the transition gate of the wealthy and the safety bar was raised, announcing that the entire process was complete, and Loki descended after Ars.
　Behind him, only Tesfia was unable to take a heavy step forward.

　Ars took one look behind him and said, "I told you, I'll lend you a hand," he said, giving Tesfia a wry smile.



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　After some way, the place where Ars, Tesfia and Loki are currently located is the reception room of the Fevers' house. This must be the place where Arus was sent to before.

　Tesfia, in fact, has been waiting for the current head of the family with a tense look on her face from start to finish. To a stranger, one would not want to think of this as a meeting between mother and son.

　Selva, who had driven the magic car to pick up and drop off the guests, had just left the room to greet his master when he got everyone something to drink.
　The three of them sat down on one side of the hard sofa set, and Loki offered tea to Tesfia, the source of the heavy atmosphere.
　He rejected it with an apologetic wave of one hand.

　Ars didn't care what he said, but he put his mouth on it. You can't help but wonder what the hell is going on at this point in time, but with her gestures over the call, it's not hard to imagine.
　She is a woman who has been the head of the family for many years. Even if she is his daughter, she is far removed from the usual relationship between parents and children.

　It can be recalled that even on her summer vacation home, Tesfia had made a sullen face and left with her hair pulled back.
　But this time around, she doesn't find any fault with it, so it would be better if she stood firm. That kind of place would be a needless sidestep.

　As far as the story goes, the Fevers should not be willing to enter into a pact with Umm Luyna. In that regard, Ars has succeeded in stopping it at the water's edge.

　At the same time as I put the cup down with a toss - a few knocks from the door blow away the tension in the room.
　Immediately after Tesfia's shoulders jumped up with a jolt, a voice called out from outside to enter the room, and the door was slowly opened by Selva's hand.

''Mother, this, at this time, don't ask for judgment ... on your own.''

　And the frequent apologies made her waist snap a few times. But the head of the Favell family, Frose Favell, only let out a smile and took a few steps closer and put her hand on her daughter's head.

'I am relieved,' she said. I'm glad that you didn't give in to Ummulina's insolence as the next head of the family. Besides, I was being a little too easy on you, too. I didn't expect him to pull it out now.

　Ars and Loki also stood up to greet the head of the house with a bail.
　He had stuck his neck out, and he also needed a chance to make an offer. Even if it was successful, it would not look good for Froese to have a non-nobleman Ars to interfere in a problem between nobles.
　However--''

''Don't be so fearful, Ars-san. You've saved my daughter.''

　A beatific, or rather a gentle voice that was unimaginable from the previous Flose.
　It's not that Ars has only stepped on low walls to the extent that he relaxes his shoulders here. The first thing he does is turn a quizzical gaze at you, but you are aloof and let it pass you by.

　The black dress has a holster neckline that seems to emphasize the chest and a deep slit that hangs down the thighs. Over those, she wore a long cardigan. It was a fashion that could not be described as sensational, but it was a similar outfit before.

　Ars didn't seem to be fazed and followed with his gaze.

　From Tesfia's reaction, he guessed that Froese was coordinating to a degree that was not much different from his usual.

　I've already contacted you for a brief explanation of the situation, so the exchange here is mainly about the approval and measures taken by the head of the Favelle family. It's a good idea to have the advice of a nobleman's ruling (temblum) if the Favre family is said to be a famous family.
　After all, your daughter's side of the family didn't seem to be of any use.

　He sat down across from her without losing his euphemistic smile as he rolled up his hem.

'Before we get down to business, I just want to make one thing clear, Mr. Ars.
What is this?
You're not even going to hide the rankings anymore, are you?
''I didn't intend to hide it from the start with my personal intentions. Now that the academy is a needle in a haystack.......shall we check?

　Froese waved lightly.
　She must have been ninety-nine percent sure. Now she had more of a sense of relief in her chest than such confirmation.

'I was worried about what Letty was saying, and now that I know why, I understand. But then, if you'd told me sooner that it was so, I wouldn't have had to go through all the trouble of roughing it up in the summer.
I'm sorry about that. The chancellor made a strong case for it.

　The whispered repartee is uppermost.
　For what has gone too far, Froese argues against each other. That it was unavoidable.

　It's not hard to understand when your daughter is followed by a man of uncertain identity. Therefore, Ars also dug in further and let it slide as if it had never happened. It would not be possible to proceed with the story if it was rooted forever.


　However, Froese's determination to start in earnest was boiling with the fact that the worries Letty had mentioned were unfounded. ''Al-kun is mine,'' a single word had tailed off.

　It would create a rift in their relationship if they took away the person of their intentions from the Alpha's single magician. This wasn't simply because he was concerned about appearances, it was a consideration as a friend.
　But now that he was assured, Letty's words must have been an admiration for his power.

　As a parent, Froese thought she was looking around for the person her daughter wanted, but it seems that Tesfia is more sure of her eyesight alone.
　It's not just a hunch, it was a hunch.

　When the problem with the Umluina family arose, Tesfia had sent a call to explain the situation, but there would be no parent who wouldn't recognize their daughter's expression on the other end of the LCD call when they saw it. It's even more so when it's between women.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　That's why Froese ignored the goods and dropped the bomb. There was no doubt that everything was on the rails.

'Take care of my daughter, Ars,'
Yeah, yeah, that's what I'm asking for.
And so Fia is Ichikoro and........

　Tesfia tilts her head slightly in response to the meaningful gaze that was flashed at her.

'Yes?'
Being young is worth it in and of itself.

　Ars felt the swallowing air from next to Flosse, who was continuing her monologue.
　It was already obvious what he was mistaken about.

''Mr. Froese, before we get down to business, may I clear up the misunderstanding?
Oh, dear, you are a stranger. Is it correct to say that you have already misunderstood me?　If it's a pre-existing fact, don't worry about it. If it's true, though, it's a problem.

　He let out a wink with a crisp, chummy wink.
　What is already, from the innocent Ars, it would be understandable if he jumped off the wink depressingly.
　The sign that he couldn't look next to her made Ars feel the horror of going on with the story firsthand.
　He let out one fearful empty cough.


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