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    The Lady of Viscount Cleves, who soon came to her senses, could not remember anything.

    The fact that he was kidnapped. That he was replaced by someone else. Also about why you are here.

    “J. Have I caused trouble to Lady Partran?”

    Seeing her eyes fluttering in anxiety, Joy said it wasn’t a big deal and smiled.

    In a way, it was a good thing. It’s better to know nothing than to lie down with the nightmare of almost dying in your mind.

    Joey, who remembered the time when he couldn’t get out of that nightmare, said that they would talk at the next tea party and left the room.

    When I was in a nightmare.

    A time when I was afraid to even close my eyes.

    On a day when I sat down and shivered just at the thought of entering a dungeon.

    If Lucy wasn’t by my side, would I be able to walk around smiling like I do now?

    “Joy.”

    Just as I was feeling doubtful about myself and grateful for Lucy, Lucy called Joey from next to me.

    The sparkling red eyes below showed the playfulness of discovering something interesting.

    “You stupid idiot, I have something to do for you. This is an opportunity for you, who always caused trouble with your foolish actions, to be of help to me. Are you happy? Right?”

    Lucy spoke to Joey in her usual downward tone.

    If the other ladies saw this, they would complain and say it was arrogant, but Joy didn’t pay much attention.

    I also know that what Lucy is saying right now is not sincere. Considering what Lucy had done so far, even if it was sincere, it wasn’t a big deal.

    “What should I do?”

    It must be that difficult for Lucy, who solves most things on her own, to ask me for a favor.

    It would definitely be a burden for me too.

    But it’s okay.

    I’m ready to do anything Lucy asks.

    If I can repay what I have received so far, I will do my best no matter how difficult it is.

    Joey, who had made up his mind and looked into Lucy’s eyes, stiffened for a moment when he heard what Lucy said with a smile.

    “It’s simple. Idiot. All you have to do is turn what you did against the virgin tree into a magic trick.”

    excuse me.

    That’s not simple at all, is it?

    What the Lady is saying now is to create a magic that doesn’t exist from scratch.

    And it’s sophisticated enough that even people other than me can use it.

    Lucy tilted her head as if she didn’t understand Joey’s confusion.

    “What is it? joy. Are you not confident?”

    Is this person really asking because they don’t know?

    I thought you knew a bit about magic, but you didn’t!?

    No, then how on earth did you create the magic you used in the forest last time?!

    Joy muttered in her confusion what she wanted to say.

    It is true that Joy destroyed the power of the evil spirit last time.

    I don’t know if it was a miracle created by her earnestness, or if Joy’s efforts so far had paid off, but Joy achieved what many people would call a miracle in real life.

    However, it was only possible because of Joy’s own magic.

    The magic that solved the shortcomings through personal skill and magic power was a magic that only Joy could perform.

    To put it in perspective, the magic that was only a rough sketch, not even a rough sketch, should be established as a technique that everyone can use!

    If I had that ability, I would be a student!

    At that level, you would already be a professor and teaching others!

    There were so many words pouring out of her, but Joy couldn’t bring herself to say them out loud.

    Lucy’s eyes looking at him were too pure for that.

    I don’t want to disappoint Lucy by saying I can’t do it.

    That said, I don’t have the confidence to develop my own skills.

    What do we do.

    how should.

    “Why do I feel so insecure when I think of how stupid and foolish I am? It’s because a person called the Duke’s Lady has no pride like this.”

    “Ah. No! I’m completely confident!”

    Joey, who unconsciously raised his voice at Lucy’s provocation, realized what he had said and his eyes trembled.

    But by then it was already too late. This is because Joey, who is not the mythical great wizard who controls time, could not pick up the words he had already spoken.

    “Hmm. Are you full of confidence?”

    “That. That’s it.”

    “Surely the duke’s daughter from the great Patran family wouldn’t say something like, “Hmph, I can’t do this,” right?”

    Joy, who pursed her lips in response to Lucy’s teasing, secretly winked at Faby in hopes of getting help.

    Fabi, who was familiar with the signals among nobles, caught Joey’s gaze without difficulty.

    please! Fabi!

    Stop Lucy!

    If you’ve known me for a long time, you know how absurd that is!

    please!

    Faby met Joey’s earnest eyes and turned to Lucy with a light smile.

    Fabi! thank you!

    I will later give you some jewelry related to Lucy!…

    “Of course. The Joy I know is not that type of person.”

    Fabi!? you!?

    Joy was turned into a statue at the thought of being betrayed by someone she trusted, but regardless, Lucy and Fabi laughed and talked.

    “So now we just have to wait to see how stupid the idiot does?”

    “I guess so. Because he is a Joe with Patran blood. I believe it.”

    “I believe it too. That Joey is going to do something stupid.”

    *

    “What should I do? Prince.”

    Arthur was looking pitifully at Joey, who was uttering words of lamentation.

    “What should I do? What should I do? I have to go to Lucy Aln right now and say I can’t do it.”

    “But Lucy is really looking forward to it!”

    “So we should go and talk now. Wouldn’t that make it a laughing stock? That’s better than being disappointed.”

    Joey raised his eyes at Arthur’s words, which showed no empathy at all, but could not bring himself to open his mouth.

    Because what Arthur said just now was extremely practical advice.

    “Saint. I doubt you didn’t know this. As the saint is well versed in sacred magic, she is also good at handling general magic.”

    “I knew it wasn’t easy.”

    “Then you should have stopped this idiot when he was doing something foolish.”

    “Why should I do that?”

    “…Yes?”

    “My Lady never asks you to do something impossible. The fact that he asked Joy a favor means that Joy’s abilities are enough to make it possible. So, my job is not to refuse the young lady’s request, but to help Joy do her best.”

    As the story continued calmly, as if telling the story written in the Bible, Arthur roughly understood what was going on.

    So, Joy was the first to make a fool of her pride and the saintess solidified that.

    Lucy Alln, who didn’t know much about magic, would have believed the saint’s words and gone back.

    “Hmm.”

    Arthur knew that Faby believed anything Lucy did.

    When Faby listened to Lucy, her expression was reverent, as if she was hearing the words of God.

    So Arthur knew that Faby’s words when they related to Lucy had to be somewhat filtered, but not now.

    Because what she said just now wasn’t all that persuasive.

    Has Lucy Alln ever asked us to do the impossible?

    The request she gave us was very difficult and arduous, but it was definitely within reach if we tried.

    If we think about him, we would say that the request she asked now is something we can fully do.

    “Can’t we just do what we did then?”

    The moment the three people fell silent for their own reasons, Frey quietly intervened.

    “No. Lady of Kent.”

    “Why? You did a good job back then.”

    “Yes. It was like that. Even now, if I were to recreate the magic of that time, I could do the same. However, performing magic and recreating magic using a technique are completely different things.”

    “…different?”

    When Frey, who knew nothing about magic, tilted his head, Joey sighed and continued his explanation.

    “Young Lady Kent can roughly imitate someone else’s swordsmanship, right?”

    “Yes.”

    “Then is it possible to teach the swordsmanship that I have seen once to another person?”

    “…Huh?”

    “Analyzing that swordsmanship from the ground up and making it into a book?”

    “…Ummmm.”

    “That’s what Lucy asked of me now.”

    Frey thought he understood his difficulty and kept his mouth shut, but Frey thought differently.

    “I think it will be possible if I work hard. Teaching swordsmanship for the first time.”

    Frey, who had a talent that would go down in history in the field of swords, shook his head after much thought.

    The moment Joey heard the answer, he was at a loss for words, then sighed again and shook his head.

    “Huh? Why?”

    “Frey Kent. You just stay still and eat a snack. That’s more helpful.”

    “Yes. I will.”

    After Frey stuffed his cheeks with snacks like usual. Arthur crossed his arms and said what he had been thinking about just now.

    “First of all, it is difficult to do this on our own. Because it’s crazy to go down a path you’ve never walked before without a guide.”

    “I know that. Prince. But who should I ask to help me with this?”

    “There are plenty of talented wizards around you.”

    “If what I had to make into a spell was ordinary magic, there would be no problem. But this time, the magic I have to make is related to evil spirits.”

    “…I understand.”

    What Joy is trying to do now is to interpret the power of the evil spirit into magic and turn it into a magic spell.

    The intention to do this is clearly good, but even if the intention is good, even those who see it do not think well of it.

    Especially if it is someone with great power.

    “With the saint next to me, it will be somewhat relieved.”

    “The story will continue in the back. Fabi and I have been close friends since we were young.”

    Therefore, we cannot hastily ask for outside help. You shouldn’t even ask for it.

    “It would be nice to have someone I can trust.”

    Arthur, who was thinking about listening to Joey’s words, recalled the relationship they met in the forest last time and opened his mouth.

    “Shall we ask the owner of the forest for wisdom?”

    “To that creepy fox?”

    “…That person is a bit…”

    “I know too. The fact that he is someone who is physiologically repulsive. But isn’t the owner of the forest the owner of the forest?”

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