Mmm, this is the fantasy--

　Nacht said with admiration.
　Without a shred of distortion, several, many, many pieces of land, arranged in a hexagonal shape, were gathered together as if they were building a single magic circle. In the city that existed on such land, each section had its own characteristics. One could also see clusters of buildings that were regular and unified, as well as structures built in the midst of huge trees like those seen in the elven village. At the center of such a city, a tower so high it almost reached the clouds looms majestically.

　The magic city of Isis.
　Called the founder of magic, the city that was given the name of the first Demon King's consort, and the main capital of the Duke of Grimoire's territory, the place looked more attractive than I had imagined.

''It's amazing........how fantastic--''

　A trading city with medieval-like streets, an elven village that existed in nature, and a land of harmony with a collection of traditional cultures were all fantasy enough, but this place was no less than that. It was a city like Magastia, the capital of alchemy that he had seen deep in the display, and the ancient city of Egreto, a treasure trove of magical technology.
　Nacht's cheeks naturally loosen up as well because of the emotion.

''Mamma, papa, hurry up!

　Shtel's cheerful voice echoed, but there was a long line of Nacht and others looking down on the city from a distance that made me want to sigh.

'No side entry, Shtel,'

So we're gonna have to force our way through, Shtel.

　Opposing opinions are uttered simultaneously.

'Lord Nacht, you can't tell Shtel what's not good for him, can you?

　Not to mention which one is the right one. Hearing Aisha's low voice, Nacht and Shtel become small and friendly with their parents and children.

　Follow me.........

　For some reason, with an emphasis on words, Filnelia headed for a different waiting line than the general public.
　In a few minutes, Nacht and the others had reached the entrance to the city.

''Well thank you for your help, you can go through.

'Ha!　Good job!　Please come through!

　Filnelia slipped through the gates, almost as a face-pass. And that too, with Nacht and the others.



　Aisha asked Filnelia, who hadn't received such an impression at all until just now, with trepidation.

Not really, but in the military, I'm famous enough to know my face...

Well, uh, Miss Filnelia, the nobleman... well, should I put a name to it?

　'What's that,' says Aisha.

'Okay, fine, just be normal. Besides, the only reason they remember my face is because I had to take care of a bunch of brainiacs and cover my lazy boss's ass and the only reason I got through this time was because I used to come to Isis so often. Instead of a boss who only opens doors on a whim, you even make your own magic bag!　We bought a lot of supplies to feed these idiots who only care about fighting, you know... haha...

'Mr. Filnelia should get a raise in salary.........'

　Aisha's voice, sympathetic to Filnelia, who had a reputation for being poorly drawn, echoed through the crowded streets and disappeared.
　Beyond the gate, a wide path that could be walked alongside dozens of people led to the Heavenly Tower.
　Some of the people touring such a place were on some kind of carpet and were flying through the air.

''Zeez!　Stell wants to ride that one, too!

　That's what Shtel says as he finds a remarkable flying carpet.

'What's that, Miss Filnelia?'

"It's like a specialty of the magic city, a job that involves magically controlling a carpet that has been imparted with floating magic to guide you around the city... sometimes used by nobles as a means of transportation. The speed is a little slower than a carriage, but the ability to turn around in a small radius makes it convenient for getting around the city.

　A seemingly convenient means of transportation called a flying carpet. Most of all, it consumes the magic power of the sorcerer, so it can't be used for long journeys, and it requires special qualifications to handle it in the city.

''Over there, I'm flying on a broom........''

'Oh, the witch's broom... it's fast, but it takes a lot of balance to ride it... and you'll need a license outside of the attraction area, so don't ever ride it, you two!

　Filnelia says to Nacht and Shtel, who look at their brooms curiously.

''No?''

　Nacht and Shtel both say together, looking up at each other.

''Huh ... there's an attraction facility in the southwest area ... so you'll have to wait until then.

Yes?

'Please don't be a child, Nacht-sama........'

　Aisha looks at Nacht with reproachful eyes, but this is such an interesting city, it's impossible not to enjoy it.
　We have to head to the dueling cities tomorrow anyway. Therefore, it is an obvious choice to enjoy it to the fullest now.

　When Filnelia visited the magic carpet shop, she said with a sigh.

''Give the three of you over here a tour of the city. First in the play area, and then to Cloris' villa at the end--'

　With that said, Filnelia pays a not small amount of money.
　If you rent a magic carpet (magic carpet) for a day, that is the level at which a common person's monthly income disappears. That's why there are far more people in the city than those in carriages and on foot.



Well, aren't you going to go around with us, Miss Philnelia--

"Well I've got things to do...........................Hey, Aisha. --

　Filnelia takes Aisha's hand in hers and says in an unusually strong voice.

''-- You're the only one I can rely on.......so please take care of the two of you there.

　Looking at Nacht and Shtel, whose eyes were shining in a friendly manner, Aisha gave a small nod with her tired eyes.






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　Witch Race.
　It is a game that the witch city is proud of and a gambling establishment run by the Grimoire family.

　Using a racing witch's broom, the players race through a course of various obstacles to predict the winner. Of course, betting on the race costs money, but it's also a popular sport, and there are even facilities where the public can experience it.

　That's why, when the race is big, the spectators' roar of excitement echoes through the air.
　The heat of the venue has reached its peak and people are watching the race as it reaches its climax.
　Aisha, as one of the spectators, was supposed to be able to enjoy the witches' race.

'Am I dreaming!　The jumping challenger pushes forward furiously, leaving behind numerous competitors, and even the stadium's prize queen, Katharina, behind!　--No. 7, the number seven, the jet-black beauty, Nacht!　The number eight superhero little girl, Shtel!　Now, as if to say, these two are the stars of the show!　It's a dead heat!

　If the two of you who refuse to listen to me don't declare your participation--


　The voice of the actual event echoed out of his consciousness.
　Nacht just looked ahead to the prepared stage and accelerated over his broom.
　A small but strong pressure was coming from behind him.
　So even the cheers didn't resonate with Nacht now.

''Come on, the distance to the goal is only a short distance away!　But from here on out, this is the hardest magic trap zone!　Which one of you is the victor smiling?!

　Looking at the course with my dragon's eye, I knew at a glance that it was equipped with a variety of tricks. Wind magic, pendulum-like obstacles, rising walls and earth. Each of them would interfere at different times. Once he slowed down, he would get the hang of it in the final stages and be overtaken by the momentum-challenged Stell.

　At the same time he bends over his broom and accelerates. He quickly deflects his center of gravity and avoids the wind that hits him like a gust of wind. The rising ground kicks away and accelerates further, ducking through the obstacles.
　You will be able to pass through all of the incoming obstacles without slowing down, with a single piece of paper.

"You're too fast, you're too fast, Nacht!　We ran through a diabolical trap hell, and now--go-ooh-ooh-ooh!

　Nacht won the first place in a dignified manner.

Then the little challenger Stell dived for the finish line, and the third place was unexpectedly won by Katharina - oh no, surprise, commentator Mira.

Hmmm, Nacht's reaction time is a complete monster, as is his excellent acceleration. He avoids traps like he can see them, and I think this is the birth of a new queen.

　The venue was in a state of an uproar over the results, but this is a sporting event at heart, so the excitement was the greatest of the day as he set a new record and won.

"Mmmm, I lost!

'Haha, looks like you're about a thousand years too young to beat me, Shtel.

d*mn it, but it was fun.

Oh, there's your dad, Shtel, here, wave to him.

　I took Shtel in my arms and waved to Aisha and she responded with an exhausted face.

''Already, really........why does Nacht-sama want to get into trouble so quickly like this......... ...

　Aisha says to Nacht, who lightly skips the winner's interview and tours the city on the magic carpet again.

'It's, well, if you're going to have some kind of big race, it would make sense to join it.

Aye!

And the broomsticks are calibrated for ease of use, but they're not very good at it.

Aye!

'The owner also said I could leave. Oh no, the title of being an acquaintance of Filnelia's is also quite useful.

Aye!

'This is the one that will make you angry... how come you're going to participate in the race when you're just going to have fun?　Also, Shtel, Nacht-sama's words are wrong 80% of the time, so don't affirm them so easily, okay?

Love.

　At the sound of Aisha's voice with a face like a pariah, Shtel replied in a small voice.