103 Acer family dinner (2)

The dinner lasted three hours.

It was the first dinner since the capital's mansion was reopened, and Gideon visited, so the splendor of the table was indescribable.

Clayo, who was concentrating on the plate before the construction, had no choice but to have reasonable doubts.

Does Mrs. Canton use magic? You're ready in half a day without magic?’

Four servants were mobilized for the service, and each person had thirteen curries and five glasses, eight course settings.

When the cheese board was about to be placed after the meal, Basko's cheeks and ears were all red with alcohol.

"I've heard a lot from Dione! You restored Terpsichore's Lira!”

I couldn't believe that he was over 40 years old when he smiled like that.

"That's right. I'm also familiar with Lord Gray's reputation."

Clayo, who struggled with a business smile, poured more wine into Basco's glass instead of his servant.

"You know how to say everything that makes you feel good, kid. But Rod is so embarrassing, so call him Vasco! Hahaha!"

"Uncle, you've become a drink. Try to control yourself a little."

Dione dissuaded Vasco in a small voice.

"Haha, yes, I'll listen to you. If you want to talk better, you shouldn't be distracted by drinking."

"Basco, I've heard that a hundred times in the chat room, but you've never kept it."

"Blade, you always stab the dagger with your smiling face!"

Vasco and Vlad were not in fault as they became close while accompanying them on the Continent.

"My eldest son tends to be lax in his manners. Thank you for your understanding."

"I'm sorry, but I've always been greatly helped by the baron and Vlad. It's not easy for us to visit the Continent on our business scale."

The Continent is located in the western part of the Continent of Dernier. It was small for continents and large for islands.

It wasn't easy to get to and from the Sent Room.

Situated in the middle of the ocean, the currents were complex and strong, and the latitude and longitude measurements continued to fall apart near the island of Sentroom.

It was also said that it was because of the magical power that came down from ancient times, and because of the curse.

That's why the sea between Centrum and the Dernier was once called the 'end of the world'.

"It was fortunate that many merchant ships could not reach the Continent and were buried in the sea, and that they could accompany the top of Asher."

It was worth it.

Clayo was also told that once you reach the Sent Room, the Nodazi will unfold.

Ancient ruins, rare mana stone and mana stone, which became difficult to find in the Dernier continent, remained abundant in the Centrum.

It was now known as the Asher Corporation, which expanded its business to various fields, but it was initially successful in moving up and down the Centrum.

Gideon's secret was surprisingly simple. It was to spare no labor and safety costs.

Apparently, Vasco also took his share of the trip. Of course, Acer must have benefited greatly from his searchability and resilience.

"Basco, we were more fortunate to be able to go with you. It's a historical site, and it's excavated a lot more lode. Let's go up next time."

"Yes, Vlad. I'm welcome as long as Baron Asher Jun permits. It's a relief to leave the capital city to Dionne here!"

"And my uncle."

Dionne shivered, covering her mouth with a fan.

"I always welcome you to accompany me on my journey."

"Thank you, Baron June! Yeah, look at me. I brought you a present, but you didn't even take it out! I forgot because the dinner was so good!"

Vasco slipped his hand into the subspace bag he had hung on the chair, and suddenly pulled out a metal rod with rust in it. The stick was about a meter long.

"Cleio! It was great to catch the beast, but when I heard of Lira, I thought I'd give it to you!"

Dione quickly called the servant to clear all the glasses and dishes in front of Vasco.

Everyone's eyes in the dinner room were turned to objects held in Basco's small hand. Clay used the "Understanding" function of "Promise". The golden string showed the identity of the stick.

[Beg's Sword]

- Heritage

*Restore is required.]

Clayo's surprise pushed the chair back a little.

'This! It bothered me that Arthur was always using a broken practice sword, but he came just in time!'

Arthur had a royal sword ready for him, but he had to be a prince first to get it.

In the last manuscript, the weapon he used before he became a prince was "Begg's Sword" from Vasco.

"It's a huge weapon if it's an inheritance-grade." He's able to withstand Arthur's ignorant power.'

As Vasco said he would never appear, he would do his part.

"I found it on the Continent of the Sentroom, and it would be worth a fortune if it was restored! Would you like to restore it?”

"Thank you for the generous gift. I'll try."

It was Clayo who gave out his hand without hesitation. But Vasco, who seemed ready to squeeze, stopped and asked.

"Do you know what this is?"

Basko's eyes were clear, although he looked pleasantly tipsy.

He must be measuring Clayo.

'It's rather welcome to get involved first.’

Clay snubbed Basco's bait.

"I know."

"Ho, can you tell me?"

"It is an early form of long-sword with both blades and a relatively wide blade."

"Do you know his name?"

"Considering its shape and age, it is presumed to be a 'begg sword.' Begg is a hero who rallied the people and protected the sanctuary of God against the invasion of paganism, the lord of the old Gentrum, which is told in the story."

Clayo recited the manuscript as it was.

At first glance, the author borrowed it from an old Albanian hero, but in anyway, it is a history of the Continent of Centrum.

"How did you know as soon as you saw it?"

"I read it from a book."

Clayo straightened his shoulders. It was not a lie because I read it in 8th period.

"Basco worked hard on the torture books and the whole world to find out the background of this sword. It took me a long time to make the right statement.'

"What kind of book is it'.”

"I can't tell you that. I'm sorry."

"Oh, he's so good! Yes, it's rare for a magician to share my money with others. I'd be very happy if I had a chance to know the depth of your study in the future. I also got some clues from the old literature, but you studied so hard that you couldn't believe you were your age."

"I'm flattered."

"May I try to restore it now? I can't wait!"

"Right now?"

"What can't be done?! I'll have my secretary bring the necessary materials from our store!"

Clayo looked at his father, brother and tutor, but no one seemed willing to stop Vasco.

Dionne shook her head gently, and Vlad looked excited to see if I was interested.

"Ugh... Was it too much?’

It's too late to regret. Finding that there was no way out, Clay was forced to get on the board of Basco.

"Mr. Vasco, I don't think you need to put your secretary to trouble."

While others moved from the dinner room to the reception room, Clayo climbed up to the bedroom and searched the space pocket.

In addition to bronze, there was a processed version of Ma Gwang-seok cast iron.

'I never had a chance to write this. I'm going to use it the wrong way.’

It was a magical medium called the Fire of the Angel after Achilles.

That's why I asked Dione to get me a main railway along with bronze.

"The restoration of the sword only needs cast iron."

When I went down to the drawing room with a piece of Ma Gwang-seok cast iron in my pocket, everyone was chatting with port wine after the meal.

The metal rod was placed on a tablecloth.

The group, each holding their own glasses, had a loose circle around the table.

"You're down? You'll see all my brother's hidden tricks!"

"It's good to have ingredients in the house."

"I didn't prepare it knowing it was going to happen, but it happened to be useful."

"Huh, is it true or false that there's a 'prediction' scar?"”

"Well, Mr. Vasco. Judge as you see it. I don't know if the restoration will work, too, but… I'll do my best."

Clayo's attitude was quite bold and nonchalant. The situation went on very suddenly, but in this case there was a shortcut.

In the last manuscript, Vasco's statement about restoring this sword comes out.’

The eyes of his father, brother, Dione and Basco gathered on Clay.

Although it was not a pleasant situation for Clayo, who doesn't like to be noticed, shouldn't he get up with something even if he falls?

You may leave a strong impression on both Vasco and his father on this opportunity.

Closer to the table, Clay examined Begg's sword carefully. The sharp day was now just a lump of green.

While sweeping the surface of the blade, Clay took a bundle of cast iron out of his pocket.

It may not be difficult to restore only one blade, although it may not be as complicated as the previous Lira.

You just need to restore the blade and make the handle and the sheath with normal technology.’

"Well… I'll try."

Clayo stretched the circle to the smallest size. Since the level has risen, the narrower the ether is, the brighter the circle is.

The familiar Dione quickly stepped back, but the rich Asher, who saw Clayo's circle for the first time, looked puzzled.

It's like a hundred words.

I have heard the news for the life of me.However, they were shocked by the fact that their unsociable, dexterous youngest created such a powerful circle in front of their eyes.

Excited, Vasco came closer to Clayo's circle and held out his hand, admiring the brightness.

"It's a great ether. It's just amazing!"

In the light of Ether, crowned around the circle, Clay raised the tabernacle.

The vivid shape was as vivid as gold poured into the mold, so it could be touched by hand.

Even Dionne, who had seen Clayo's Lira in the past, closed his fan and breathed in.

After only a few months, Clayo's magic has become incomparable.

Now focused on magic, Clayo timed it, reflecting on what he saw in the manuscript.

This sword was the Mugui, which the monarch bravely wielded to protect God and the people. The truth also honors him.

When the magic ceremony was completely outstanding, Clay cried out the truth.

"[Revives the will of the Lord, who defended the gods and the peoples!]

The ether's light, sparked by the true speech, was as hot as molten gold and flooded the drawing room.

No one could open their eyes.

Even though it wasn't within the circle, it was a delusion that the body was swept away.

The shocking whirlpool of light died down after a long time.

The well-behaved clay was holding up a blade wrapped in cloth.

The boy with a calm expression, who seemed not surprised or proud of what he had done, was just looking at the restored sword.

The black blade was made of damask steel, and a unique wave pattern covered the surface.

As Clayo moved, the lights in the drawing room penetrated dark and bright above the delicate patterns.

The boy cut the black cloth around me without a sound on the chain where he returned the sword to the table.

A smooth cut tablecloth slid down to the floor.

It was a hard and sharp-edged object.

"The blade is sharp. It's dangerous as it is, so we need to make a new handle and sheath.”

Vasco's face, watching the boy, was all gone with a sullen smile.

Everything is in place.

Vasco Greyer looked alternately at the sword and the boy with glowing eyes.

"Will you leave the matter to me?"

"I'd rather appreciate it if you could take care of course.

"Instead, I would appreciate it if you would help me restore the Maguire from time to time when I'm away from the capital. I'm also leaving for the Merridis continent, and my niece is a terrible torch for me to recover the storage harnesses."

Clayo smiled a bright smile. It was a long-awaited response.

"I'll try as hard as I can. We can't always succeed, but I think it'll be a good experience."

"If you take care of the commission, I'll be free. You taught me how to recover the harness from the previous manuscript.’

Dionne glanced and smiled. The person in charge is her, so she'll take care of it.

"Always! I said always! Some people can't even recover a single inheritance or sex-grade machete even if they study it all their lives. You're a great kid."

Vasco turned to Gideon Asher, who had a rare look of surprise.

"You have nothing to worry about, Baron Asher Jun. The first child is a great successor, but the second child can be called a magical genius.”

"I'm flattered."

The horse did so, but Gideon seemed to be quite pleased mood.

If the usual expression felt like minus 20 degrees, the current face looked about minus 5 degrees.

"What do you mean, too much praise? I'm sure this child will be the best wizard of our generation. It's hard to master magic in one field, but you're talented in both attack and recovery. Even Professor Jebedi Pussis wasn't this bad. I'd like to give you something more."

Gideon, who was listening to Basco's rave reviews, called Clayo up close.

"But I thought I'd give him a prize. Clayo, is there anything you want?"

"It could be a little too much wind... May I tell you?"

"Tell me."

There was only one thing Clayo wanted from Gideon.

Good timing, whether it works or not, I threw it.

"Give me this mansion."

As if it was an unexpected answer, Baron Asher Jun sprained the cup he was holding.

Baron Asher's real estate in the capital was not the only mansion.

There were a capital office building of Asher Corporation, located near the Royal Circus, an employee's apartment outside, and halls and warehouses used for various purposes.

But the most valuable residential property of all is this mansion.

"Hasn't you just come of age? It's too early to hand over your mother's mansion. And even if you inherit it, you don't have the resources to refurbish the garden, pay taxes, and pay your servants."

"That's…."

Mrs. Canton, the highest paid woman in the mansion, also received 40,000 dinars a year. The salaries of servants and maidens were less than one-fifth of them, however generous they were.

I had enough money to run the mansion.

But he couldn't bring up the real estate story first to Gideon first.

Clayo clenched his fist.

"I'm calling my fortune to live my way, but I can't reveal all my money here. You have to say no until the registers are pushed.’

Of course, if his judgment is correct, Gideon will not take such a graceless approach.

Baron Asher Jun's cold eyes bent significantly while looking at Clayo hesitating.

"The pension that comes with the medal is not enough, and the allowance I give you is a support to be cut off when you graduate. You're not just going to rely on your sister-in-law's future, are you? Then how can you build this mansion? If you can give me a solution, I'll give you the appropriate advice in advance."

No matter how hard I look, that attitude was a push to know all about land purchases and pay taxes on their own.

Catarina found out the owner of the land in the O'Reiles area, and Gideon must know that he had a ghostly investigation department.

Gideon will keep an eye on Clay's movements if he doesn't report his wealth, but he will be involved in Clay's affairs if he gives his word.

It was a test that shook the mind of wanting to have a mansion and the intention of not being interrupted.

Then unexpectedly, Vasco broke in on the rich man's conversation.

"Well, why don't we do this? Baron Jun's second son was knighted when he was only 17 years old, so one day he will rise to a higher position. If you ever get a title in the future, wouldn't it be a good idea to give you a mansion as a celebration gift?"

"I don't know if it's possible, but it's worth considering. Blad, what do you think?"

It was a marvelous feat. The short, eccentric magician changed the direction of the story.

However, even if Gideon changed his mind, it would be difficult for Clay to insist on donating his father's property if Blad, who has already been chosen as the successor, is opposed to it.

Albion had no tradition of deficit or inheritance, but many families followed the custom of inheriting most of their wealth to their highly qualified children. Clay peeped at Vlad, recalling the various precedents he had read when he bought land.

"You'll inherit the last name in Colpos, so you can give it to your younger brother. Try to make your mind national.’

Do you think it's because of your earnest wish?

Blad, who had been staring at Clay for a few seconds, finally grinned.

"Haha, you're all looking far away! As long as Clayo feels comfortable here."

"Then there's no problem. We will discuss the name of the mansion again in the future, depending on your accomplishments."

"Thank you, Father."

"You give me many surprises in a day."

"So did the surprise go against your father's heart?"

When Gideon heard the bold answer from his second son, he scattered the coldness of his expression in just one moment.

"…I'm happy with that surprise. He who only wants to step on the underlying stone will not be able to go out to where the road is placed, but he who goes through a place other than the road will walk farther. You've grown up a lot."

Soon, he hid his warmth in his usual cold expression.

Clayo regretted not being able to control his mind for a moment and giving an angry answer.

'I'd rather be angry... I hope you don't expect anything weird from me with these kinds of things. Anyway, now that it's over, I must ask Arthur for his title.’

Vasco banged Clayo's back, who was busy rolling his head one way or another.

The middle-aged wizard was short in stature, hands, and body, but he was very strong. Vasco laughed as he grabbed Clayo, who was staggering under his power.

"Cleio, you're definitely giving a very cool answer, as if you're getting a title! I'm a completely different person from the appearance."

"Uncle, I've told you many times about the little acolyte. You didn't believe it until now?”

"No, I did. I believed him, but he was a better master than I heard. That's it!"

***

By the end of Clayo's reign, there was early frost in Lundane.

This winter is forecast to be colder than usual.

The worried Mrs. Canton packed all sorts of items into Clayo's luggage to keep the sick master from getting sick.

Two large tangpas, a thick duck-filled blanket, a cashmere scarf as long as Clayo's height, several warm-woven wool sweaters, woolen shirts, and new school uniforms.

Plus, two baskets of snacks you hugged to share with your friends.

Clayo himself also had a small amount of luggage.

"Begg's Sword," which Basko brought with him a nice leather sheath, was first put in a long box.

Along with the Ma Kwang-seok, which has been purchased cheaply by both Asher and Grey's Corporation, a box full of strong liquor that will last the winter has been added.

As a result, there were two wagons stopped in front of the dormitory of the Royal Capital Defense School.

One with a Behemoth was carried by Clay, and the other was fully loaded.

It took quite a while to unload the luggage in the carriage, even in a hurry with the two messengers.

The first to find Clayo unloading was the twins who were returning from practice on the weekend afternoon.

"Oh! Ray!"

"Ray! Are you back now?”

"Yeah. How are you guys?”

The two twins ran to Clayo and clung to Clayo.

"We're always strong."

Ray's face is better now!

"That's a relief!"

Someone caught him from behind, who couldn't overcome the power of the two girls.

A thin but hard arm, the scent of a light rose scent. It was Isiel.

"Are you all right?"

"Thanks to you. I haven't seen you in a while. How are you?"

When Clayo balanced and stood, Isiel took his arm off and faced Clay.

Indeed, I felt like I hadn't seen him in a long time.

'Your hair grew. It's longer than short hair now.’

It's been months since I first came here. When I saw Isiel's long hair, I realized the flow of time.

Whether Clayo was in sentiment or not, Isiel was blunt with his words.

"Is it time for you to ask after me?" after such a great event”

I could feel that he was worried even though he spoke roughly. Because she was always a girl who wasn't good at expressing emotions.

"It's just that the newspapers are making so much noise, but it's no big deal….”

"If it wasn't a big deal to catch the beast, we wouldn't have had to build a Capital Defense Corps school. Never mind, I don't want to hear more of your smoke and mirrors."

Isiel, who hung up, silently picked up two boxes on the floor.

Then she wrapped her legs around her, pretending that Behemoth knew.

"Wow-wow-wow-wow-wow.

"That sly little girl can't be mad at all."

Isiel, who had been at odds for a while, held his luggage in both hands and bent his back a little.

Behemoth nudged his huge body and sat up on the box of Isiel.

"I'm coming. Good work."

"Oh, we'll help you, too!”

"Let's move together!"

The twins quickly picked up the boxes, too. The muscles underneath the short sleeves were firm even though they were jogged.

The two dormitory guests looked happy at the joining of the two girls. It seems that I was wondering when I was going to move all that baggage.

Even though it was not a small reception room, the twins, Isiel, Chelsea, Arthur, and Nebo, who had just returned from home, joined and became very crowded.

There were not enough chairs, so I had to take out the chairs in the bedroom.

The twins were sitting on the floor wriggling their behemoths.

After the staff brought the car, they opened the snack basket.

The twins burst into exclamations, each filled with two large Ratan baskets.

"Clayo's tea time was the best I've ever been to.”

"Victoria cake, too!"

"Topic tart sounds delicious, too!"

The twins were quick to set the dessert on the table in perfect harmony.

"Uh, give me a piece of toffee nut tart."

Nebo took a big bite of the tart, and Chell picked up a light pink macaron.

Having tasted the cute sweets with energy, Chell also picked up the same one and handed it to Isiel, who sat a little distance away.

"Issiel, you like the smell of roses, don't you? This macaron's rose cream is really well made. Clayo, thanks to you, I'm eating all the great desserts.”

"Mrs. Canton would be quite pleased if the children of the owner of the hotel complimented him."

The bird where Chelsea and Clayo chatted, Isiel, who tasted macaron, looked very relaxed.

"Delicious…."

Isiel closed his lips reflexively, as if he was surprised by the sound that went out of his mouth.

When she saw it, she laughed loudly.

"Aha. Have some more Isiel, let's give him some dasiel for macaron."

"Do it!"

"I thought you didn't like sweets until now!"

"By the way, you should stop eating. We only have two pieces of tarte left.”

"Oh, hey, it's so delicious eating it....”

Even Arthur standing in front of the centerpiece with a cup of tea was holding two olive cookies.

Since there are so many different desserts, everyone seemed to have found what they liked.

Clayo, surrounded by fruitless chatter, the clatter of teacups, the purr of cats and the laughter of children, felt strange relief.

"I don't know when the dungeon will be held, in a world where war is just around the corner.’

It was a sense that had never been felt in the previous world.

It's the calmness of the feeling that this is his place.

It seemed absurd to get this sense of security after losing both his body and name, but Clayo just laughed together because he liked the children's laughter.

fall over the balcony The tea time was over only when the visible Tempus River and the west beyond the stream were soaked in the scarlet light of the sunset.

Children who felt good after eating a lot of sweets looked happy.

The twins sprang up first. I have to have dinner.

It was amazing to eat snacks like that and have dinner again, but there was nothing strange about the two girls' practice of swordsmanship.

"Thank you for the meal!"

"Thank you Ray!"

"No, thanks to you, I moved my luggage easily."

"Rey's skinny, so he's weak! You have to eat well!"

"But I'll help you next time.”

"I feel reassured just by listening to you."

It was the last time Arthur and Isiel left the drawing room after everyone left their rooms and restaurants.

Clayo, who waited for the two to remain, caught Arthur.

"Oh, wait.”

"Yeah, why?"

"Let's go to the room."

"What's the matter?"

As soon as Arthur stopped, Isiel stopped as well.

"Well, you, did you tell Isiel everything you've done.

The two quick-witted masters immediately understood Clayo's meaning.

The boy and the girl with the silent eyes followed Clay into the room.