107. Disbelief (4)

“Ray, you… Do you know anything?”

The first to respond to Ravi’s question was Aria, not me.

“When I asked what he was thinking about, he didn’t tell me anything… …. Ravi Crunell. What do you mean?”

“… As Aria-sama had commanded, it was time to look at the orcs who had fallen all over the road where the wagon had to pass. I wasn’t sure at first… The frenzied cuts left on the orc’s body definitely looked like magic.”

“When it comes to rabid self-inflicted wounds, isn’t it possible that Siabelle, who has risen to the rank of Expert, may have made him that way. If the arrow had been stuck, it could have been an archer shooting a bow at an orc who was still alive.”

“No.”

Ravi resolutely denied Arya’s opinion.

Her dark red hair rustles along her slowly flowing hair. Pretty long bangs. As she swayed, her parted hair, showing off her beautiful forehead, became disheveled, half-obscuring her pupils.

“That scar was not something that a knight at the beginning of the expert level could have created.”

Her eyes, visible through her hair, shone discreetly.

“Even the scars on the outside were completely different from the way Siabelle hunted orcs…. In particular, the inside of the orc has already been torn and shaken around the deeply embedded arrowhead. Even if you don’t know the outside, digging into the inside like that would be difficult for an expert knight.”

“Ravi.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t be chased and speak slowly. No one urges you.”

“… ….”

Ravi listened to Aria’s words and quenched her throat by drinking slowly from the tabletop.

As Arya said, she was muttering her words with a rapid-fire gun like being chased.

I need time to think about how I should answer. I feel like I’m going to run out of breath soon enough.

I waited for Ravi to continue speaking without much complaint.

“So… As the leader of the 2nd battle mage corps of the proud Marquis of Allenar, This must have involved magic.”

“… Couldn’t the marquis wizard have made it that way?”

“After checking, none of the mages on our side have ever summoned an affair. The magic would have flown through the arrows and swept away the enemies… From the Countess side. One of those holding the palace must have handled it.”

“However, there must have been no one in the count family who knew how to handle magic.”

“That’s why I’m asking you now.”

Ravi brushed her bangs to the side, blocking my view.

As if embracing the winter Milky Way. It’s not bright, but the black eyes that shine with a sense of depth stay with me alone.

Arya stood next to her, arms crossed like her friend Sia Bell. Just watching this interesting situation.

“You remember that you were preparing the palace with Sione Cianella that day—”

Ravi narrows her eyes as she lengthens her words.

Took. Took.

As she lightly stroked my lips with the blunt end of her pen, she spoke naturally.

“You didn’t put magic into your arrows, did you?”

I have no obligation to tell Ravi about my spirit magic. So there is no need

I shook my head without hesitation.

“No matter how much mana is awakened, how can a man handle magic? Unfortunately, at best, the small mana gathered in the heart is returned to the body.”

“Yes… what question am i asking It’s only natural that men can’t handle magic….”

“… ….”

“Hmm… ….”

After saying that, Ravi erased her expression for a while and looked at my face, then she started playing with her pen again. The sound of the nib passing by lightly scratching the crunchy paper became duller and thicker.

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She pressed something down on her and again handed me her question.

In the meantime. Arya raises one of her hands to interrupt Ravi’s question for a moment.

“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to answer. We called you to talk. Were you not looking for interrogation? Got it?”

“… All right.”

“Good. Let Ravi’s momentum go down a bit.”

“Yes, I will be careful.”

Having said that, Aria noticed Ravi, and Ravi also nodded her head obediently to Aria’s words.

About Flora and about Sione.

Why the hell are there so many things I want to ask? Also, why are you so persistently trying to find the person who used the magic?

At this rate, the story seems to be endlessly long, so I pointed out that it was difficult to secure visibility due to the snowstorm. Flora and Sione. He expressed that he did not know whether either of them dealt with magic.

If necessary, he kept his mouth firmly shut and avoided answering.

After answering appropriately like that, Ravi kept his gaze fixed on her notebook. She was lost in the depths of her imagination.

Arya, who had been watching her situation quietly, finally opened her mouth.

“Thank you for your time. You can go back now.”

At the brief ceremony, I carefully got up from my seat and greeted them.

While I was here talking to the people of the Marquis family. I moved her feet, thinking about how Shione would have reacted to Siabelle’s request to become my swordsmanship teacher.

… Because Ravi Crunell erased me from the line of suspicion before I knew it, and seemed to almost believe that Shione dealt with magic.

It seems that there will be more stories to share with Sione today than usual.

* *

Aria Allenar confirmed that Ray, Sione Cianella’s attendant, had left. She listened to the faint sound of his steps outside her door. The sound of footsteps gradually disappearing. In the end, when not even a hint of him could be caught, she opened her mouth.

“Ravi.”

As if to be sucked into her notebook by the voice of her aria, Ravi, who was sticking her head out, stares at her.

“How much of what Ray said is true and how much of it do you think is a lie?”

“… ….”

“I saw that his swordsmanship was skillful like a mercenary with long experience. If it is strong enough to counter the demon’s heavy attack without being pushed back… It was nothing short of invigorating the body a little.”

“… ….”

“At least in my eyes. It seemed that he was going through the story with plausible sentences that skillfully mixed truth and lies. I called it out of curiosity, but it only raised more questions. Ravi, what do you think?”

At her words, Ravi put her pen in her inner pocket and said.

“Even if you felt that way, I… I do not know.”

She looks down at a sentence with her notebook open with one hand.

「4. He’s hiding something.”

“I think we need to watch a little longer to know.”

* *

On the way back to Shione’s room.

From the front, I could see Sia Belle, her long hair neatly gathered in a ponytail, her hair tied to her lips.

The same goes for coming out into the hallway. It seems that the conversation with Shione ended quite a while ago, judging from the fluffy fur clothes I hadn’t seen before hanging over the thick winter active clothes.

“Hmm?”

Just as I saw her, Sia Belle seemed to see me as well, and she walked this way, showing her gladness.

She approached quickly, her arms raised and holding her hair, her red lips licking. As she moves, her round braid goes up, then down again.

“Did you finish talking with Shione?”

“Ummm.”

She nodded roughly, then moved her lips again and said something.

“Igu Zum Nyunahunte Juba.”

“… Yes?”

“Um um… ….”

“Are you asking for a hair tie?”

“Um.”

No… Something like this is what Neung is asking for when he can do it alone.

It seemed like she was trying to play a joke, seeing as she smiled and raised the corner of her mouth.

I shook my head inwardly and reached out to her mouth.

The moment she inadvertently picked up the hair tie that was in her mouth.

Sia Belle stood with her mouth open.

“King.”

Tried to bite my finger.

Siabelle was twenty-three. No, what the hell was a nobleman who was old enough to eat?

Sia Bell giggles again as she puts her hand behind her back in disgust.

“What are you doing?”

“What, with a little joke. Hand me over here, starting with the hair tie.”

“… I am here.”

Sia Belle took her hair tie from me and quickly tied her hair neatly together.

She was smiling lightly while tying her hair up and then staring at me.

It wasn’t a one-time laugh that made me happy about the situation.

Her positive emotions, which came out thickly, showed no sign of fading easily.

“Did anything good happen to you?”

“Oh. Did you show off that much?”

I nodded her head instead of a voice at her words.

Then, Siabelle smiled and patted my hair.

“There is one good thing. I finally have my first apprentice.”

“If you say disciple… ….”

“It is still in front of my eyes.”

Sia Belle tilted her head as she stuck her hands into the pockets of her fur coat.

“My disciple. Ray.”

“… Did Sione allow it?”

“Of course. Even if you think about it, it is a sin to rot your talent, and he readily allowed it. I’m so glad I got along well with my brother. Alright then-”

Sia Belle pulled her right hand out of her pocket and held it out to me.

“Please take good care of me in the future, Ray.”

Since I asked for a handshake, it’s not polite to just stare at me in shame.

I held her hand, and at that moment.

[I became a disciple of Siabelle Cianella!]

[Your mana efficiency has been greatly improved due to her developing relationship with her.]

[From now on, your sword will sometimes inflict more fatal wounds on enemies than usual.]

[Siabelle Cianella’s interest in you has exceeded a certain level.]

[Siabelle Cianella’s evaluation of you is ‘more than anything else, a greedy disciple’.]

[If you enter a battle with Siabelle Cianella within a certain distance, some of your powers will be released in a limited way.]

After checking the newly popped up status window, I also smiled.

“Thank you very much, Master.”

“Hmm… Master is hard, so Siabelle noona.”

“Sister Siabelle.”

For a while, our priests were full of mutual laughter.