Riza, who had left Harte, was wandering around aimlessly.
She was told that she could go home, but she did not want to go through the mysterious space-time by herself.
"What should I do? ......"
I was staggering out of the building.
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"What the hell?
Riza was startled to the point of jumping up and down when she suddenly heard a voice in her ear. She looked around, but there was no one there.
"Oh, is that Charlotte-sama?"
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"That would require a massive artifice, and I'm pretty sure this isn't it: ......"
Riza is an old dragon that lives 300 years. She has spent most of her time alone, so her mind is immature, but she is knowledgeable. She has experienced firsthand glimpses of ancient magic.
Ancient magic, which once flourished, included the secret art of exchanging sounds and images with distant places.
However, it was not the kind of magic that could be applied only to the ear.
(But was there a simplified magic like this in the olden days? ......)
As one would expect, she did not know about the magic of the mythical age.
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Riza listens attentively to the explanation, which she had already received beforehand.
Although she knew how to operate the device, she could not remember what she was doing. Somehow or other, she flicked her earlobe, and a thin plate-like object appeared in front of her, and Charlotte's face appeared on the screen.
There was no sign of anyone in the vicinity.
However, I have been told by Harte that this magic must be kept secret.
Riza's small frame floats and she moves far above the cathedral-like central school building. No one can hear her from here.
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"Yes. I'm not allowed in the classroom, so I was told to stand by."
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
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Riza clears her throat.
Not being allowed to enter the classroom was unexpected, but perhaps Charlotte had anticipated it. If so, she knew exactly what she would do with that time.
But you can't do anything without instructions.
Now that is also resolved.
"But where do I start?"
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"Wait."
A fearful feeling ran down Riza's back.
A magical reaction came from below.
Someone reached just below Riza with great speed and jumped up, aiming at her floating 200 meters above her.
Chanting is omitted.
She prepares herself to intercept it by fully rotating her magical power. Charlotte turns off the screen.
Someone is flying right in front of Riza at high speed.
"Oh! Flying magic, after all. And what a lovely maid she is. ......"
The girl passed through with a squeal without exclaiming, "I'm so sorry, I can't believe it! She was a childish looking woman with glasses.
Soon, she falls down the same route.
"First of all, let me tell you my name. I am Tiareetta Ruseyi-...... and I study ancient magic here at the academy.
I passed by in the middle of my name.
"What do we do now?"
I did not intend to ask, but Charlotte's voice comes back to me.
"Then, I wonder if Master Harte will ask him directly?"
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I see," nodded Riza.
"Then I'll make contact."
Do not let it be known that you are a demon tribe. Riza stood on the ground, paying attention.
The young girl is on all fours, breathing on her shoulders.
"...... are you all right?"
"No, I'm sorry. It's been a long time since I've had to self-reinforce. I got a little dizzy standing up on the wrong side of the bed. ......"
Tiahrietta, who had been wheezing for a while, said, "I'm back!" He stood up.
"Now I have a lot of questions for you. Well, I'm just curious. I won't bother you. It'll just take some time. So why don't you come to my lab?"
I think about it as I'm being stirred up.
Apparently, she is interested in me. But there is a limit to how much I can tell her about myself. There is time to spare, but it would be dangerous to enter the other's base. But I'm willing to take some risks to get information.
After being dragged through the large grounds, we finally arrived at the old two-story building. It is a long way from the central school building.
We were shown into a large room on the second floor. It was a room with sofas and tables placed in a messy manner.
Riza sat down on the sofa as requested. She could not sit down deeply because of her tail, which was hidden from view.
"I see. So you are Hurt's squire. But he's a pretty funny guy too, isn't he? Rank B. Or should I say rank A with such perfect flying magic. I can't believe you've got a maid like that.
Tiareetta talks to me almost one-sidedly while making tea.
Riza only said her name and that she was .
"But it's strange that someone as skilled as you are a complete unknown."
"...... I am from the Imperial Territories."
"Oh, so that's why. After the Demon King's death, they've been in serious conflict with the Kingdom. So you're in a delicate position.
I'm not lying. And by telling you a story you can't tell publicly, it's a good sign that you're not to pry any further into the matter.
"But I wonder. But it's strange. Even in the empire, information about a Knight Commander's class user will be passed on to us. But we never hear about a girl named Riza. I wonder why?
But Tiareetta is not concerned, and she is coming on to us.
(Hard to do ......)
It is clear that if you try to match them, you will be ripped off.
Riza tried to pull him into her pace, even though she thought he was being a bit pushy.
"I have a question for you."
"Yes, information is a give and take proposition. I hope the information I can give you is good enough to reveal who you really are.
Riza looked at her with a gleam behind her small glasses.
"I'm leaving."
"Wait, wait, wait, wait! I'm not going to tell (・・・・・・・) anyone that you're a demon. I'm just..."
"What?"
Riza, who was about to sit up, stiffens.
"Why ......?"
"Hmm. I tried to play some tricks on you, but from your reaction, I guess I was right. Your back side of the couch is unnaturally indented. I guessed that you probably have a tail or something like that.
When I turned around, I saw a strange dent in the back of the sofa caused by an invisible tail pressing against the back of the sofa.
"It's not illusion magic. <
Riza couldn't stop shivering.
"Aren't you feeling kind of cold?"
Tiareetta's breath is white as she asks this.
"You were too intuitive."
Cold air fills the room. The doors and windows are completely iced over.
"So I'm going to kill you."
I know it's going to be a lot of trouble. But he could think of nothing else to do now but to get rid of the person who knew his true identity.
"No, no, no, no, this is a little out of my control. Let's calm down. And let's talk. I'm sure we can understand each other!"
"Dismissed."
"Hi!"
The freshly brewed tea was already frozen.
Tiarerietta managed to fight back with self-enhancement and protective magic, but her limits were almost reached.
Help!
She is usually not afraid to spit, but that was the first time she asked for help from God.
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Riza's deafening cry rang out. Charlotte had stopped her.
"I'm sorry, I was careless."
"Anyway, we can't let her live."
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"Then break his eyes, ears and mouth, and put his limbs in ice..."
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Charlotte gives a few instructions.
"You've been talking in a frightening way since a moment ago, could it be communication magic?"
Tiareetta's eyes are shaking and shaking, but her eyes are shining.
The screen of the communication ward appeared with a ping. There was a person wearing a white mask from the neck up. The voice was indistinct, as if it could be male or female, but somehow it seemed to be that of a girl.
"Oh! Not only the voice, but also the figure! Communication magic, right? Amazing! How did they do it? I want to know!"
They were so excited that they forgot about the danger to their lives.
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"Ha-ha-ha! You're the genius researcher I've heard so much about! Well, that makes sense. I have over a thousand questions I want to ask you.
Tiahrietta forgets the cold and jumps up and down.
"Ah,yeah......Soudane......"
Tiareetta was brought back to reality, shivering like an abandoned kitten.