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“Horsepower is like rain. Just like the rain that falls from the sky flows into a valley, becomes a river, becomes the sea, and then rises to the sky again. You must circulate without stopping.”

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A class held at the training hall inside the Wizard’s Guild.

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The Mirabell Great Witch Creation Project was underway in earnest.

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Colton, the head of Libria’s wizard’s guild, claimed to be Mirabel’s magic teacher. I can’t believe the guild leader of a city tried to teach him magic himself.

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Our Mirabelle, as expected, is the best.

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For your information, the lectures are held at the same time every day and the lecture fee is free. This was because if Mirabelle became famous, Colton would also benefit greatly.

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Although our intentions were different, our desires were the same, so it was a win-win.

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‘You’d be surprised if you found out that the person you taught turned out to be a witch.’

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Well, that’s none of my business.

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“I guess I’ll have to end today’s class here. Please try to arrange the flow of magical energy more by tomorrow.”

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The lecture ended while I was waiting, curled up in the corner of the training hall. Mirabelle walked towards me with Colton.

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“Are you finished?”

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“Yes.”

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“What is Miss Mirabel’s condition?”

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“As expected, the measurement was accurate. The amount of magic in his body and his operating skills are at a level that makes it hard to believe that he has only recently started learning magic. but… .”

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“Just?”

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Colton frowned. Why is this kid so ominous?

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“Something is different.”

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“Even if you say that, I don’t know.”

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“It’s true. Miss Mirabel’s magic power is different from ordinary magic power, and I don’t know why. Maybe it takes more time than expected to use magic.”

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It’s because she’s a witch.

I’m not familiar with magic, so I can’t feel any difference, but I know the reason. This is because the way witches and wizards use magical power is slightly different.

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“First of all, I understand. I don’t know much about magic anyway, so I’ll trust the union leader and leave it entirely to you.”

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“Haha, I never thought you would trust me that much. I don’t know what to do.”

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“Haha, nothing to say.”

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You have to believe what you believe.

I have to do something.

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***

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Since I don’t own a house or run a store, I don’t have any housework to entrust to Mirabel.

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Even if it is possible, I try not to do it.

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He said he made me do a lot of work, and when I later released him, he said, ‘That’s revenge for making me wash my panties!’ Because if you try to kill him, it will be difficult. Although it is between a master and a slave, it is a strange relationship where I am the leader and Mirabell is the leader.

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Nevertheless, I still try to have them do very basic chores. I thought I would feel bad if I later became a crazy witch who only knows how to use magic.

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‘Of course, even if I die, I can’t give up the maid uniform.’

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When you are born as a man, there is one thing more precious than life.

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What I just asked Mirabelle to do was buy something. I gave him some money and gave him a list of things to buy.

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It didn’t take long for Mirabelle to return to the inn. She placed the items she had purchased on the table one by one.

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These were essential items for adventure, including handkerchiefs, insect repellent incense, and portable magic stone lanterns. And lastly, the brown envelope posted.

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What was inside was fries.

Awesome fried slime.

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“That’s it. You made sure you bought everything.”

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“Whew… .”

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Mirabell sighs in relief and rubs her chest.

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Even if you make a mistake, you’re not going to do anything about it, but you must be nervous.

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“Good job.”

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I unconsciously stretched out my hand and tried to stroke Mirabelle’s head, but Mirabelle momentarily flinched and avoided my touch.

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Tsk. Did I try to close the distance too far all at once? It was a mistake.

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In that case, I guess I should give another award. Because there was something here that she might like.

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He took out some fried slime from the bag Mirabell bought and handed it to Mirabell.

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“Let’s eat.”

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“I… yo. this… ?”

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“Is there anyone else here besides Miss Mirabell? Come on.”

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Mirabelle, who was staring at the fried slime with surprised eyes, carefully took it. After that, he couldn’t eat it willingly and looked at me.

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He gives me a smile and shrugs his shoulders, and only then does he take a bite.

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“How about it? Is it delicious?”

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“… … Yes.”

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“It’s delicious. Thank goodness.”

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Fried slime.

To me, who is from Earth, it’s just a weird thing, but to Mirabel, it has a very different meaning. That’s a snack that Mirabelle’s mom often made.

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You can think of it as something like the soybean paste soup that my mother used to make when she was alive.

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Of course, Mirabelle knows this better than anyone else. Water instantly filled my indigo pupils.

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Tear-soaked fried slime. It’s a painting that doesn’t quite capture the atmosphere, but somehow stimulates people’s emotions.

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“Why are you crying? Is it that delicious?”

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“Yes… … A lot.”

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“Is that so? I’m not sure because I haven’t tried it.”

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I didn’t know at the time. I never thought this would be a huge mistake.

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“I haven’t tried it… ?”

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“Yes. I have a short mouth.”

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Without saying that, Mirabelle fiddled with the bag, took out some fried slime, and held it out to me.

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“de, try it. It’s salty and delicious.”

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“No, it’s okay.”

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“Ah… … .”

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Mirabelle sighed and dropped the hand holding the fried food with a downcast expression.

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“Delicious… ”

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Why do you look so sad? Heartbreakingly. If you react like that, I become trash for rejecting you.

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He took the fries that Mirabelle was holding as if taking them away. Even if it’s called slime, it’s all the same when fried. With that mindset, I put it in my mouth and chewed it.

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Mirabelle’s eyes widen.

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“Well, it doesn’t taste that bad. The salty ones are worth eating as a snack.”

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“Right? It’s delicious to eat on its own, but it’s even better if you drink it with cool milk.”

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Mirabel tells a story that only she knows. If I had done that, I would have thought, ‘What the heck is that?’, but it felt different when Mirabelle, a pretty girl, did it.

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I never thought people would like me so much for giving me some sympathy. I need to buy it often. We even eat together… huh?

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“It looks like something just stirred?”

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“Wow, I guess you ate something fresh. That happens sometimes, you’re lucky.”

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Holy crap.

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What is luck?

Guess I’ll never eat again.

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I somehow swallowed the fried slime.

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Because you can’t spit out what you put in your mouth. When I added water, it was at least a little better.

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On the other hand, Mirabelle seemed to have a taste for fried slime, so she didn’t stop and ate it one by one even after I ate it. I don’t know how many I bought, but it keeps popping out like a Doraemon pocket.

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I was going to wait until they finished eating, but I’m going to stay up all night like this. Listen while eating.

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“Union president Colton said that today. Miss Mirabell is different from other wizards. It will take a long time to use the magic. Do you have any guesses?”

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“Sigh.”

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Mirabelle clears her throat. I pound my stuffy chest as if I could hear it.

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I offered the water, and Mirabelle drank it without hesitation. Only then did I take a breath as if I had calmed down.

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“Well, I don’t know… It’s been a while since I learned magic… .”

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“Is that so? Then I don’t know how to solve it.”

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It takes a long time for Mirabelle to learn magic. That was quite a difficult issue for me.

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‘Mirabell isn’t the problem, it’s what comes next.’

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The liberation of Mirabell was not particularly timely. As long as you succeed in getting something from the slave carnival, there is no problem in taking your time.

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But there are also slaves who are not.

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There are heroines who are already slaves, but there are also heroines who are scheduled to become slaves due to an incident.

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Only in games can you save slaves on the other side of the continent with the click of a button, but this is reality. I have to go and save it with my own feet.

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If you make a mistake and miss it, it will be a big loss. Once you are pushed, you will be pushed endlessly.

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‘The easiest way is to go to the witch… .’

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If it is different from the magic a wizard handles, you can learn it directly from the witch. I know the locations of one or two witches, but not all.

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Even though I knew that, the reason I came to Libria was because many witches were eccentric.

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As mentioned earlier, Mirabell is a supernova that occurs once every thousand years. This applies not only to wizards, but also to witches.

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A talent that even witches covet. Taking Mirabelle in front of them would only end up supporting them. Witches are out of control.

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So, pass on visiting the witch. This leaves only one method: elimination. It was something I expected to some extent, so I came to Libria.

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I stood up.

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“Once you’ve finished eating, Miss Mirabelle, please get up.”

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“Um?”

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“… Let’s finish eating.”

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***

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In order to grow slaves most efficiently, you must utilize game knowledge appropriately.

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As time goes by and various variables arise, there may come a point where it becomes useless, but at least that is not the case now.

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‘If something goes wrong, I’ll have to return and find a cute prisoner and live happily ever after.’

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Let’s talk about it.

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There are many ways to train slaves in Taosul. In addition to skills, you can also feed them elixirs and equip them with equipment.

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The elixir has good performance, but it is not something to use from the beginning. You have to feed it for a long time and it costs a lot of money. This is an inner room exclusively for stagnant people.

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What I can do for Mirabelle is equipment. A means of achieving extreme efficiency at the present time.

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For that, I came to Libria.

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“Hahahahahaha!”

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A cemetery at dawn with no one around.

Wearing a disposable hiding robe obtained by investing 2,000 points, I was in the middle of a fun excavation.

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“Lord, master! You can’t do this! If you get caught, you’ll be punished?! God is angry?”

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“Hahahaha, Miss Mirabel. That sounds completely natural. you’re right. If you get caught, you will be sentenced to death. But you must know this if you want to survive in this harsh world. Please take note.”

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“What, what?”

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“It’s not a crime if you don’t get caught.”

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Principle of presumption of innocence.

Innocent until proven guilty.

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In other words, if there is no trial, let alone a verdict, then of course you are not guilty!

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Even though Mirabell screams, she quickly covers her mouth with her hand for fear of being caught by someone. Don’t worry. Stealth robes purchased from stores are expensive and disposable, but their performance is equivalent to that of a top-quality artifact.

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Unless the archmage uses a detection spell, there’s absolutely no chance of getting caught?

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Tick.

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As I continue digging, something gets caught on the shovel. I dug around it and picked it up.

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A silver sack that sparkles in the moonlight even in the dark of dawn. It was a staff with a bright crystal attached to the end.

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300 years ago, a high elf who fell in love with the wise man Arceria carved a branch from the World Tree and gifted it to his lover.

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He passed the staff on to Inaxia, the half-elf son of Arceria and a high elf, and he passed away quietly here in Libria. Half elves have a shorter lifespan than pureblood elves.

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The place where the half-elf is buried is in the 7

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[The Heavenly Pledge has been obtained.]

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With just this, Mirabelle’s magical abilities can be greatly increased!

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“Now, Miss Mirabel. This is a gift I am giving with great pleasure!”

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I happily handed the wand to Mirabelle, and the look on her face was… wow… I couldn’t express it in words.

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