Chapter 349 – 348. When the Waves Calm (13)

The night deepens, and it is approaching midnight.

And I don’t fall asleep until midnight, sitting in my rocking chair and quietly reading.

If you say you’re reading, of course, what is it?

[Women of Metal Blood]It is a book called .

Well, the story has been discontinued now, but it is also a book that I hope will come out again someday.

I was quietly waiting for the time while looking at the book, and Nia was also snuggled up against me, with her head resting on my chest.

As I said before, I was dealing with Liz and Liza, so I left Nia alone and made her watch with her body, not even allowing her to masturbate.

Tsk.

That’s why you’re trying not to fall out with me.

Of course, Nia knows too.

“…It’s almost midnight, master.”

“…I see.”

I said it would start tomorrow, so if I were a good student, I would definitely come running as soon as midnight.

He said he would monopolize me for three days.

As expected, Nia seems to have a good opinion of Lorraine, so she leaves her place without saying a word.

“Lorraine, you’ve become so strong.”

“That’s right. Whose student is he?”

“…Hehe, still, master. You and Liza. You can’t hate me, okay?”

“Why are you worrying more? I didn’t hate you in the first place. I just scolded you.”

If you do something wrong, it’s natural to get scolded.

I’m angry, and my sister, Mira, is even directing traffic instead of me.

To be honest, I know that my sister, who was watching it quietly, endured it for quite a long time, and I also know that I gave it up for a very long time.

To be honest, I just didn’t touch it because there was no justification for doing so, and that was why I laughed at my student, picked him apart, looked down on him with a sense of superiority, and looked down on him. Because I was such a dick, I just stood there and said, “My student is not someone you can laugh at!” It was a protest called.

In fact, she planned to teach it slowly, and even if that wasn’t the case, Lorraine would have learned everything on her own someday.

She hoped that she would gain what she had worked hard for, but in addition to hoping for that, she did not want to sit by and watch Lorraine suffer.

“But humans still feel bad when they get scolded.”

It should be so.

I feel sorry. I feel sad.

And the idea that she doesn’t take his side.

In my past life, there were a lot of women who said they liked me, but considering I never had a sincere relationship with them, if most of them criticized me for my mistakes, why did they criticize me? Aren’t you supposed to take my side? Because I used to show my disappointment while doing this.

If I make a mistake, I criticize it even if it’s on my side.

That’s it.

It’s the same now as it was before, and even though Liz has been showing me this over and over again for the past 5 years, she’s completely scolded for forgetting about it.

“Well, if there were any ill feelings there, my sister would have really tried to kill me in a life-or-death decision.”

And if I had seen that, I would have been disappointed too.

Nia nods her head at that too.

If nothing else, my sister was better than me at looking at and understanding the women who would become my companions.

“…I guess so. Shubniguras, I’m good at understanding things like that.”

She came to her senses just by breaking through the darkness and damaging her own body. To the extent that she laughed, laughed, and scoffed at Liz before sending her away, it wasn’t that she didn’t like Liz; she just scolded her because she was acting like a bully.

What’s especially special is that he knows women better than anyone else, as he has been in a women-only area for over 10 years, and he can pick out their quirks like a ghost.

I didn’t send her to Gehenna with that specific intention, but thanks to her, she was like the only mine detector by my side.

Considering that he beat Lavinia and decorated the house with his family and her servants, his temper and ferocity are quite high, and when he beats Lavinia, he hits really boldly. Perhaps, if she had really decided to cut her feet, not even her father-in-law and her in-laws would have survived.

…

I think it’s fortunate that it’s not that bad.

At least I think so.

Even in this tightrope walk, at least Liz came to her senses again, and I felt the need for [Control] For the other [Divinity] That resided in Liz’s body.

Since it is the divinity of [Hera], It is clearly influenced by it to a large extent.

That was his original personality, but it is more likely that he was like that.

…

There is one more thing I need to ask Hestia.

Should I ask Ilias for help this time?

Apart from my worries, as soon as her midnight clock strikes, Nia immediately turns into a spider and climbs on my shoulder, and as soon as her midnight bell rings, there is a knock in my room.

Smart-

In fact, does that handsome student know that I was seriously contemplating whether or not to just let him in because he had been waiting outside for about 30 minutes?

I don’t know.

And because I know how much you have been looking forward to this moment, I just remain silent.

Nia puts her own desires aside at this moment and raises her leg to greet me, then breaks through the space and disappears into Ihot’s labyrinth.

…

She is the most calm person among those around me.

Well, regarding this, there are things I have sought, and she also has her own personality.

Perhaps, if I had realized my identity a little earlier, and if Nia had revealed her identity to me earlier, her position next to me as a true friend might have changed.

She is a little pitiful towards her older sister, but she cares for Nia to that extent, and seeing how she gets angry and slaps her feet when she gets angry shows that Nia is also a woman worthy of being her wife.

“Master… I’m Lorraine. May I come in, please?”

“If I say no, won’t you come in?”

“That’s not true.”

Sigh-

The door opens, green hair, purple eyes.

And a bodysuit-type straitjacket that wraps around the entire body.

The straitjacket that revealed her body clearly revealed Lorraine’s body that had grown over the past seven years, and a woman came into a room with a man, and now, like this, Lorraine’s face is standing in front of me as a student, a [Woman]. Is stained red.

The student who stood before me with her body stained red up to her ears had the appearance of a mature woman, and the girl who was now standing in front of me like this was holding wine and sweet snacks as snacks in her hands.

Hmm.

That’s Anna’s skill.

“Did you hear from Anna?”

“…Yes, yes. You can tell just by looking at it, right?”

“This is Anna’s skill.”

Although it tastes sweet, the pitfall is that it doesn’t contain much sugar. I don’t know what the secret is, but even if I try it, it doesn’t taste the same.

“I can imitate the shape and texture, but I can’t replicate the taste.”

“…Can you make it too, Master?”

“Ddeppang, you know that I gave you an assignment to hide a magic trick in the recipe, but you still think that my teacher can’t make food.”

“Oh, that’s right. But, why does it taste like…?”

“Well, I’d like to ask Anna, but I think she’ll cry if I keep making it up and finding the answer.”

That’s Anna’s organ. She cares for her master with the food she makes, and it is her brand fairy who caters and serves her master’s taste buds, and if I take that away, she writes.

“Well, if you were Master, you would find it. You’re not looking for it on purpose.”

“…If there are paintings that require dots to be completed, then there are also paintings that do not require dots to be completed, Lorraine. I hoped that you would figure it out on your own and realize that you can learn other magic besides enchantment.”

“…”

“First of all, I’m sorry, Lorraine.”

“You don’t have to worry about it. I-I…”

“I erased the very process of your learning and understanding.”

The process itself was skipped, and the possibility of additional growth as a result was erased. Naturally, I was very sad about this, and I advertised that Lorraine was a good enough wizard to succeed me, but at the same time, I was essentially eliminating many of Lorraine’s possibilities.

That’s why I was furious at the time, and my older sister took Liz away before she could vent her anger so fiercely on Liz.

It was probably the first time, even from Liz’s point of view, that I got so angry…

It was as if I had cut off his potential as a disciple with my own hands, so he was more sensitive and angry than ever.

“I apologize first, Lorraine, for becoming a teacher and cutting off a student’s potential.”

“…I guess that’s a good thing.”

“Anyway, you say it’s good, you-“

“I will prove to you that Master did not weed, he [Pruned].”

“Hey.”

“Besides, I have my own way to do that. I knew that you believed in me and my potential and waited for me, so shouldn’t I at least repay them for that? Besides… In exchange for that, I will spend time with Master. “I got it for three days like this. Isn’t that cheap?”

While saying that, Lorraine sticks out her tongue slightly, laughs, approaches me, and holds my hand tightly.

Lorraine’s fingers gently intertwined with mine.

And the sight of her touching her fingers, holding her hand and bringing it to her own face. I can feel the heat of Lorraine’s face in my hands.

I’m sorry that I eliminated the possibility. And he said it was okay and asked me not to worry.

The disciple was saying to his teacher, “I will inform you that you did not weed but rather pruned.”

To be honest, I still don’t like Lorraine.

Is it because the image of an immature disciple still comes to mind?

I’m sure he took everything I gave him, but is there still more to come from it? And if you think about the hardships of the disciple to find it, and the fact that there are very few cases of choosing to go through the hardships again, rather than taking the shortcut, because you have already experienced the shortcut once, you will be shaken several times.

…

Okay.

This is what is commonly referred to as a slump.

“Please believe me, Master. Just as you have always believed in me, give me a chance to prove to you that what you did was not meaningless.”

“…Are you still a teacher in this situation?”

“Yes. Master and… The [Man] I love.”

…

Tsk.

I can’t stop you.

I am the warmth of Lorraine. And while feeling Lorraine’s heartbeat and breathing, I tsk at Lorraine and pointed to the wine bottle.

“Okay, I brought alcohol, so let’s have a drink.”

“Hehe, that’s right. Is that why you brought it?”

Laughing, Lorraine uncorks her wine using her wine opener.

As always, the wine cellar located in the VIP building was filled with high-quality wines of considerable alcohol content. Naturally, I chose wine, especially a very high-end wine.

Is it Avantis Rengar?

The smooth taste is excellent.

Well, a lot of women like it.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes, it’s delicious.”

“You’ve already spoken once.”

“Well, after Master left, I ate it secretly sometimes.”

“…”

“Okay, sometimes!! Sometimes!”

Yeah whatever.

What if I became an alcoholic without doing what I was told to do? I’m taking care of it because I’m a student who soaked it up like a sponge when I gave it to him.

After all, if you’re just doing your own thing and having fun, then what else can you do?

As long as you do your job and have fun, there is no problem.

“Yeah, well. But I didn’t know that your relationship with the priest would last until you were old enough to drink.”

“I was planning on having you graduate someday.”

“If you decide not to do it and become a graduate student, they will throw assignments at you like bombs. Do you think you can handle them?”

“I wish you had already thrown it like a bomb.”

That’s right.

“But if you don’t do that, you will die as a wizard. You know?”

“…”

“Once someone sees the cheat sheet, they want to see it again and again.”

Unfortunately, this is reality.

And that desire will follow Lorraine for the rest of her life.

So, I did something bad to Lorraine.

Of course, Lorraine doesn’t mind.

It might be right now, but it’s probably more likely that it will stop there.

Closing off the possibility of one disciple and cutting it off in three days seemed a bit harsh, but despite this, this disciple did not show any dissatisfaction.

Ta-da, we clink our wine glasses together and I drink wine with Lorraine.

As expected of an aristocratic woman, she knows how to drink wine very well.

“I really don’t think I drank it once or twice.”

“…”

“Why can’t you speak, you idiot?”

“…Isn’t it because of my mood?”

…

Tsk.

Done.

Anyway, have something to drink.

Because being a wizard requires concentration, drinking alcohol is almost taboo.

Well.

There are no wizards guarding it.

Lazy and debauched.

Do you know what?

Liquor and drugs are prevalent in Magia, the land of wizards.

“However, if you had taken drugs, I wouldn’t have gotten away with it.”

“…Ugh-there’s no way you could do something like that!”

“Okay, don’t plan on doing it again.”

Magia is like this, but what about Teiba?

Isn’t it obvious even without saying it?

The pursuit of knowledge means abandoning knowledge and choosing pleasure. There is nothing more disgusting than that. And while I was exchanging drinks with my student and eating the snacks that Anna had made, I talked to Lorraine.

First of all, I told Lorvain that I had found Lorraine.

“Did you contact home?”

“…I guess that’s a good thing.”

“First of all, I am your teacher and you are my student. It would be troublesome if your parents contacted you and made a fuss.”

“Your father can handle everything…”

“…I don’t know when or how he will pass away, so make sure to tell him how he is and spend more time face-to-face with him, you poor disciple.”

“…”

And because it is what I say, Lorraine listens silently.

These are the words of a being who lost everything overnight, lost his father, and ate his father.

It is a tragedy because I never wanted it, and it was a situation that had no choice but to happen, and I hate and hate the fate that drove me like that and the way the world works.

And then she said that to the student who was talking immaturely, and Lorraine also nodded her head.

“…All right.”

“Okay, that’s enough. He’s a person with a lot to protect in many ways. I’ve talked about it separately, but it would be better for you to talk about it.”

“…You told a story?”

“Ddeppang, informing your parents of your current situation is one of the most basic things. You don’t think this teacher would have forgotten that, do you?”

“Ugh!?”

And just for your information.

“Your father tells you to be prepared.”

Naturally, the father’s concern for his daughter is the same wherever he goes. And as a bonus, this guy sent me an additional letter.

-Please take good care of your daughter, son-in-law.

…

No, is it already confirmed, you old man?

Meanwhile, while Lorraine and Clark are drinking heavily with each other.

Elizabeth.

And Eliza Lotte bowed her head before her own father, the Duke of Pantalone, who held her between his eyes.

…

And Arash, who is standing right next to me, is also a bit like this. It’s the eyes that do it.

“…What did you do to make your son-in-law, who drains the liver and gallbladder in the world, angry, Liz?”

“…Sorry.”

“I don’t want to hear you say sorry…”

“Duke.”

“…”

Arash is next to me and tells me to go there.

Just looking at it, these two are in a really scolded and depressed state.

More than anything, what Clark hates most is his family and the person he taught magic to. Because he hated insults to those he taught.

Disciple’s arrogance?

Clark needs to do that.

But, aside from that, Liz also crossed her line too far when it came to messing with her younger sister.

Know.

She said she had to take her daughter’s side.

But even so…

…

By bringing him so deeply into Phrygia’s affairs, she incurs his wrath.

When she did something wrong, she corrected her daughter right away, but sometimes she made such big mistakes. For example, in the past, as soon as the eldest grandson of Iolaus treated him rudely, he immediately cut off his dick.

Of course, the reason he ended up openly harassing him and having his dick cut off is simply because he is the eldest grandson of Iolaus, but since Eleuard is a bloody bastard who has to cover up for kicking such a bastard, the big bombs that Liz explodes from time to time are too much of a burden.

Even a person who can never be without in Frisia.

“…Can you excuse me?”

A woman’s voice is heard along with a clicking sound.

It is the voice of someone I know.

Anna.

She was Clark’s exclusive maid, and also a woman who knew Clark’s fortune. She doesn’t think the fact that Anna is here means that Clark doesn’t care about her at all.

The door opens, Anna bows her head, greets me curtsy, and asks Eleuard.

“Can I come in? I have a [Message] From the master.”

“…Come in.”

I was waiting.

She needed to at least know what Clark was thinking.

And Anna looked at her Liz, tsk’d with pity in her eyes, clicked her tongue, and then she looked at Liz and relayed Clark’s message.

“… He told me to stop crying because he was angry. It looks like he cried a lot, but Phyllis asked me to get some ointment to reduce the swelling.”

“…Clarke.”

And Eleuard holds his eyebrows and sighs deeply.

Her daughter has never been upset, but she really gets upset when it comes to men. Because of her father’s outrageous anger, she caught up with her busy son-in-law and guided him, and even helped her two daughters become Clark’s women.

Tsk.

Moreover, rather than scolding his daughter for doing something stupid, this son-in-law is actually comforting her.

“However, he said he cannot come in person because he has a contract. Please do not feel sorry about this.”

“…Is that your opinion? Or-“

“It is your will.”

Lady.

There is only one being whom Anna calls [Madam] Without a second thought.

Mira Dawn Bringer.

A being so monstrous that even her daughter told her not to try to find out its true identity.

Including gods, humans, monsters, and beings of higher stars.

…

At this point, it’s too much to tackle.

“…Clarke, are you very angry?”

“You may be disappointed, but at least the master still loves you. But… He said [Never twice].”

“…Okay.”

“And as a bonus, you are off limits for three days. You may have already heard this from your wife.”

Don’t know.

It is the result of a bet.

And that crazy bitch succeeded in directly accepting the knowledge Clark gave her.

What Clark did to Lorraine was the same as Elizabeth giving her entire sword blade to her sister, accepting all of the thousands of techniques that taxed her brain and her techniques more than her sword. That’s it.

She didn’t put her pride aside and ask for help for nothing.

Either Clark who drops it off or Lorraine who accepts it.

Are you sure you really want to do this? I did it, but I did it.

“…I’m not shameless enough to ask you to pass it on to me.”

“…And this is my personal question. So, how do you feel about that cheap feeling of superiority?”

“…”

“You are precious to my master. I hope you will not make him go through the pain of having half of himself torn from you.”

As a maid, that is presumptuous.

However, at the same time, Anna and Liz were close to each other.

No, to be precise, Anna has a lot of contact with both Mira and Liz.

Especially in Liz’s case, we train each other’s swords.

Elizabeth is also impressed by Anna’s martial arts skills, and Anna sometimes catches Elizabeth off guard by making attacks that catch her off guard.

In the end, she can’t surpass Elizabeth when she gets to the end, but they are nevertheless like friends who recognize each other.

That’s why Anna says this, and she says that a woman who is precious to her master should be restrained if she causes trouble in [The king’s position].

It was almost like he was advising me not to do that, telling him back that if you keep fucking up, Clark will have no choice but to kick you out.

“…Thank you, Anna.”

“There is nothing to thank. This is the end of what I have to say, so I will leave.”

And so Anna bows again and walks away –

Eleuard looks at his daughter and sighs in relief.

“…I’ll go with you, Liz.”

“Father.”

“It was also my fault for not pointing out your bad habits even though I knew about them. So, take this opportunity to remember it well, Liz. Because of your mistake, your family may bow down to others.”

“…Sorry.”

“…It’s not me. Say it clearly in front of Clark’s disciple who laughed at you.”

That’s how her father and daughter talk.

Anna, who was outside her, hears all of that, tsk, clicks her tongue, and walks away.

-…Sister.

And her carol, hidden in her own shadow, calls her Anna.

From Anna’s perspective, she feels that her master’s position has grown, but at the same time, if her master had not become greater, would she have done so?

She could think about it because she saw and heard the whole process, but she wasn’t the one to judge it.

Just following her master’s will.

…

And when her master is in danger, all she has to do is risk her life.

On the other hand.

“Did you call me, Hestia?”

“Welcome, Remilia. Or, should I call her [Quirinus]?”

Remilia Quirinus.

And the meeting of Vesta and Hestia.

Naturally, Hestia and Remilia’s tea party.

It was quite late for a tea party, but Hestia was asked by Clark to be Remilia’s companion.

“Is that a request from Gukseo?”

“Clarke is not your secretary.”

“…Is it jealousy?”

“Because he doesn’t want to.”

“…”

Remilia’s eyebrows twitch to indicate her displeasure at that.

You don’t want it?

And Hestia smiled at that…

“…You who keep forcing it on him, the blood of the god you hate so much. You, who are also the blood of [Zeus], ​​How are you any different from [Zeus]?”

When she says that, an unimaginable divinity bursts out of Remilia.

But…

“Ugh!?”

“Whew, it’s just like what your father said. He really hates his own divinity. But he still uses his power. Right?”

Evelyn regurgitates Remilia’s divinity as she tries to explode her divinity next to Hestia, and Remilia stumbles after receiving the damage.

And Evelyn laughs and laughs at Remilia.

“You don’t even know yourself, you deny it, you pamper yourself, and yet you want to do whatever you want… What’s the difference between you and [Zeus], ​​Who you hate so much?”

Evelyn.

She appears here again.

In a majestic manner, he also regurgitated Remilia’s divine manifestation.