Thus, an expedition was planned with five heroes, three of us, and a female doctor, Tricia, by a total of nine great bands.

Even so, it doesn't mean we're leaving today.

Maria and the three heroes, we have a college, so we can't rest like that.

It's my physical problem, so I wanted to travel as soon as I could...

"Yes, someone who understands the word here."

"Ha!"

"Yes!"

"Seisei, me!

Cortina pounds the blackboard with bread to point out the word and asks students for its reading.

The letters written there are - 'apples'.

Even though it is the elite, it is children under the age of ten who are being collected.

I have to learn from the basic knowledge of reading and writing letters. Regardless, kids who have been elite educated since childhood can read, but not all of those students, so these classes are in the curriculum as well.

So Cortina, who is in charge of classes, teaches reading and writing the common language of the continent… such classes were extremely boring to me already mastered.

That's what I said.

"Yes, then, Mr. Nicole"

"What, again?

"I'm a top performer. Show everyone an example, okay?

And it gets tangled up every time. Cortina is.

Thanks to this, I have been running all over the school with a slightly incorrect perception that I am an academic excellence, a beautiful girl with a frail physique.

No, frail constitution isn't a mistake.

Take a seat, state your answer, and sit in your seat with the sleaze.

Each time the skirt wraps around the leg with a flicker and is not half uncomfortable.

The village had most of the longer skirts and the training was pants.

Shorter skirts like these college uniforms because of it are so unfamiliar.

Or Finia will try to further pack a shorter skirt to accentuate the absolute area with the Knee Socks.

Besides, when you try to wear a spatty gymnastics underneath, now you hate Cortina.

There is no salvation because that claim was, 'I will not allow you to imitate putting more walls on the other side of such an absolute barrier'.

What are you so happy about when you look at your toddler pants?

In the end, the expedition was waiting until the weekend, by which time he had experienced about three faintings in physical education, while sending him on a daily basis.

We were assembling at Maxwell's mansion this weekend.

Maxwell also freely uses metastatic magic, so he only has his own armament, water and light preserved food.

If you need to stay, you just have to go back to the city.

The contents are on the verge of bokezizi, but only the arm of sorcery is irregular.

"So this one almost got together?

"Yeah, we'll just wait for Maria and the others to arrive."

The look on Cortina's face is slightly sinister.

This expedition ended with Gaddles joining us.

It's not like she hates Gaddles herself. We've been diving the dead line together for years. You can't hate it.

The only problem is her emotional part. That's all, but only one of them is annoying.

"Are you kidding?"

"Hmm? Yeah. It's not like I hate him."

Cortina puts her hand on her back and gives me a forced smile back asking.

Three shadows appeared there with the transferring light.

Needless to say, Lyell and Maria, and Gaddles.

Maria sees me. No, no, she's holding me.

Lyell, who is late, is wanting something behind Maria.

"Nicole, I was fine!

"Mom, I saw you yesterday too"

Maria masters metastatic magic and then flies out of the village to see how I look like every night.

Even Lyell comes flat when he says that there is only high-altitude interferometric magic and that there is no half-depletion of magic.

Originally her magic inner pack was overhead and high, so I guess it's not even a strain to this extent of magic.

In contrast to us, it's Gaddles and Cortina who are making us nervous.

"Uh, uh... how are you?

"Uh, yeah. Gaddles looks fine, too."

"See you at Dwarf. Life expectancy is long, and the body is sturdy. So easy to fuck - oh, the..."

Screw you, I guess the word reminds me. Guess what, Gaddles also has a rare mouth cage.

It's a rare sight to say this man, stubborn and well looked after like a Dwarf, will be mouth caged.

Seeing Gaddles like that, Cortina also took a big, deep breath.

"Fine. I owe you an apology for that. I got emotional then and I'm sorry."

"No, that's okay. It's also the responsibility of the sweet weasel in the investigation."

"That's the request to look into it, isn't it? It was our mistake to eliminate that possibility and go to the scene in a light outfit."

"Then let's hand it over by saying we were too distracted from each other."

Gaddles offering his right hand backwards, only deepening his crunchy and wrinkly face.

He is a dwarf-like and bigoted man, but not a narrow man.

Instead, he's a man I can count on, as much as he's too accommodating and often misunderstood.

"Right. I can't forget about Reid anymore... but let's not pull back."

"Hmm. It's not like we've already got a new generation."

That's what Gaddles says, he sees me better.

The second generation of the heroes. In that sense, I guess I'm their successor... either party.

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