Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

Mr. Eileen's husband has finally returned to Rainforest territory. A handsome man with a gentle looking face, Mr. Cardin, estimated in his early 30s. Looks like Cain Fong was like your father.

To say it's been a long time since my father's home, the mansion was very busy. Besides, some wizards are back with Mr. Cardin, so the burden on Mr. Eileen and the wizards who were there originally is reduced, and so are all the wizards.

Besides, I heard about Mr. Cardin from other servants, but what a royal! It meant the seventh prince the previous king had given birth to in the sideroom. If the royal family can't use magic either, it looks like they're no longer royal, and they'll probably let the wizard (nobleman) marry them. By the way, one previous king was quite a lot of children, so the current aristocratic daughter-in-law and son-in-law is quite a lot of former royalty?

Mr. Cardin is amazing because the king now says he is better served by Mr. Cardin's brother.

As such, Mr. Cardin, a former royal and now master of Rainforest territory, was a popular man. Ever since Mr. Cardin arrived, it's been like a standing party every day for a while, and the servants of the mansion have been softened up already.

Currently, Mr. Cardin's welcome party had settled down and since yesterday, Mr. Claude had started a meeting quickly about taking over Mr. Cardin's job.

After a few days I was finally moving too, wiping the windowsill with a rag and fumbling into my thoughts, Alan finished his swordsmanship class and came to me.

When I decided to leave the mansion with Mr. Claude, it was a crowd of three children who got a little subtle air, but then it was amazing without any particular collision. It's just that the two of you, you know, you're hiding something from me, and there's an atmosphere that you're about to do. Maybe I have some surprises for you. I was pale and awesome at the assumption that I would have to pretend I hadn't noticed anything.

It was Mr. Alan who has been a mess, but he is coming here today with his chest up. That's an awesome smile. Is it a surprise day at last?

As hard as I can, I haven't noticed anything - give it an atmosphere, bucket a rag, and bow down like a servant to Alan who's coming.

"Lyo! Hey, come here! I want to give you something!

So Alan took my hand and pulled it toward the other building of the mansion.

Is it still a surprise? You have to be greatly surprised.

I'm, oh, dear Alan. Is it sudden - trouble - I'm cleaning the windowsill - Alan pulled me hard while doing something nice like that.

When I look in the direction Alan is about to go, Cainboy is waving. Fresh prince's smile, as always.

Like that, Alan led me abusively to a separate building in the back of the mansion. There are many minerals bought from merchants here.

Magicians such as Mr. Eileen use this ore to magically make glass bottles and swords and tools.

But as a surprise venue, isn't it a little plain?

Why did you go all the way out here? And I showed Cain Boy his face, and with a dagger in his right hand, he flickered.

Yes! With a dagger!?

Ha! No way, you're incarcerating me from getting out of here!? It wasn't a surprise party thing, it was a surprise imprisonment!? Stop! Alan, I thought you were a tundelle, but you were a yandelle!?

He looked at me unexpectedly blue, and Cain boy panicked and said, "Don't be afraid! 'Cause it's okay!" He's been following me, but I'm not following him because I don't know what's okay. Shall I take that right-hand thing away for now? Followers disqualified, right?

"To Lyo, before we leave, I'll do a dagger I made specially!

That being said, Alan is carefully quantifying each and every ore stacked in the building with his hands.

A dagger?

"Yes, Alan made me the dagger I have."

So Cain Fong showed me the dagger in front of me again.

It was a boneless dagger with no decorations. Though the blade part feels slightly bent without a heart, it is a good substitute for using as a dagger.

"It's a sign of trust in this country that a magician makes a sword and gives it to someone. I've been practicing so much that Alan wants to give it to me before Lew leaves. This dagger I got was also made during practice."

Nico, you smile so much, Cain Boy. Looks like Alan is happy to grow up.

"All right! I'll turn it into this ore! Lew, is there some form of hope or something?

Looks like he found a convincing ore, and Alan came this way with a full grin.

"Looks like you worked hard for me, thank you. In particular, there is no hope. Anything made by Master Alan."

I smile and bow.

A sign of trust... I also feel sorry for getting something, but let's get what we can get. It's convenient to have a knife.

"Okay!

As such, Alan held on tightly to the ore he had brought with his hands with a strange face.

"Kimigatame Harnononi Idete Wakanatsum Wagakoro Moteni Yuki Ha Fritsu"

When Alan casts a spell, the ore he had in his hand changes shape, changes size, changes color, and begins to take the form of a gnocchi and a sword.

Compared to Mr. Eileen's work, the generation of Alan's sword took time, but something like a dagger was done properly.

But it's considerably less inappropriate than the dagger Cain Boy showed me earlier. The tip of the sword is slightly diagonal.

When I look at Alan's face, he roars, depressed. I guess I failed.

Whisper, I'll do it again! So I started taking deep breaths and cast another different spell.

"asaborake udinokawagiri taedaeni arawalewatar sezeno azirogi"

Now the dagger I had just made collapsed into a puffy, like sand, and put it in the bucket I had installed below.

And when you put your hand on the sand in the bucket and cast a spell that starts again with "Kimigatame," it takes the form of a gnocchi and a dagger.

But not this time again. Alan started a lot of trials and errors by roaring and using different ore again.

Oh, what a tough looking Mr. Alan. Shouldn't you have prepared the one you already did well and then given it to me? Such a question blurs the back of your brain.

You guessed that. You can read the air. Cain Fong is in my ear,

"Alan didn't tell me he wanted to surprise me by making it right in front of me," he told me sneakingly.

He's a little grown up, Mr. Alan, but by the way, he's childish.

Then for a while, Alan keeps using his magic.

I was convinced when I helped Mr. Eileen with her work that apparently the spells in this world are, for some reason, a lot of verbal turns from the classical literature of the world in which I lived in my previous life. The spell I've heard so far was also the wording of a short song that appeared in one hundred old people or something.

I haven't been able to speculate on which short song says this effect will occur because the meaning of the short song and the magical effect don't feel particularly linked, but apparently the spell that makes the sword is a short song that begins with "Kimigatame," a spell when "Asaborake" breaks the magic.

Mr. Eileen also occasionally uses the spell that begins with "Asaborake". Not only was the disarming of the sword made, but other magical disarming was a spell that began with the same "asaborake".

By the way, as long as you cast a spell, you can use magic, right? I thought, I tried to sneak a short song, but nothing happened. They have a mechanism that doesn't activate unless you're a wizard.

That's how Alan smiled and looked at me with a dagger, although he had been fighting for more than a dozen minutes to make a dagger, but he finally had a finish thing to convince me to go.

A double-edged dagger about 15 cm across the blade. Unlike earlier, the tip of the sword is stretched straight. The colors are good, and the sharpness seems good.

Looking satisfied, Alan proudly offers me the patterned part of the dagger.

"It belongs to Liu. You don't have to be without me or Brother Cain, like it's okay, amulet! Instead of me, I made it so this dagger would protect Liu!

Oh, hey, did you feel like protecting your parents earlier, Alan?

Well, based on Alan's current growth, it might not be my kid's anymore. Um, let's allow independence.

I thanked him when I received the dagger with all due respect, even though I was exaggerating.

It's boiling down to the snug feeling that you're leaving here.