The matter of the Master of the Tower comes after that.
Naturally, the arrogant wizard race wouldn’t apologize easily.
Reian silently raised his sword, and the wizard hastily opened his mouth, pulling his neck back.
“I’m sorry [dash].”
“Not sorry, but…”
“I, I apologize.”
The apology was as perfunctory as a prostration, but it was better than not receiving one at all. I’d learned through life that it’s better to accept it like this than to pass it over and feel awkward.
There’s no need to be courteous to a person who doesn’t respect me, so I also arrogantly crossed my arms and looked at the wizards with my chin up.
“Okay, lead the way.”
“…….”
“You’re not going?”
“……Yes, please follow me.”
Even if the Master of the Tower had something to do with the last attack, it didn’t matter.
Since many people have seen my face, whatever happens, it would reach Duke Ferdia’s ears.
So Reian and I were guided to the upper part of the Tower.
(This is a time separator.)
There was no one in the reception room when we opened the door and entered.
Reian and I sat side by side on the empty sofa in the reception room and waited for the Master of the Tower.
Soon, a Tower employee brought tea and sweet desserts. As I picked up a macaron, Reian grabbed my arm.
“You better not eat it. Who knows what’s in it?”
What’s in it……. It was a story unrelated to me.
I gently removed Reian’s hand and bit into the macaron without hesitation.
The taste was so sweet that it filled my mouth.
“It’s okay. There’s no poison after tasting it!”
“…….”
When Reian only stared at me silently, I felt awkward and offered him the macaron I had bitten into.
“Do you want to eat……?”
“I’m fine.”
Reian, who had coldly refused, began to speak a rare long sentence.
“As your escort, I must tell you, please avoid reckless actions. Move within a range that can be handled. Please.”
He said ‘please’ and even ‘I beg you.’
I felt like I had become a terrible accident.
‘I don’t remember causing such accidents.’
Of course, I fell off a cliff during our second meeting, and today I was surrounded by the Tower’s magicians, but…….
“Ahem.”
Thinking that far, I had to admit that Reian’s overreaction was not unjustified.
I was wrong.
I was sitting quietly, repenting, and eating just one macaron when it happened.
Squeak, the tightly closed reception room door opened. And then, walking through it was…….
“……A kid?”
A cute, adorable, and lovely little girl with pink hair. Even both of her eyes were a bright, clear sky blue.
Did she hear my muttered words? The kid, whose eyes widened, approached me without hesitation.
“A kid! I’ve never seen such a rude brat!”
Reian, who had jumped up from his seat in the blink of an eye, blocked the kid’s path.
For my part, I was shocked by the kid’s defiance.
This was the first time I’d seen a kid rant like this.
“Young man! How dare you block my way! Can’t you get out of the way?”
“……Shall I take care of it?”
Reina glanced back at me as if asking for my opinion. I replied firmly.
“I don’t think that’s right.”
A child, after all, must be protected. No matter how rude or brash the child is, violence could not be used.
Reina reluctantly stepped back a pace.
Frustrated by this attitude, the little one began to stamp his feet.
“How dare you! How dare you think of dealing with me? Do you know who I am to blabber such nonsense?”
“A little one?”
“I’m not a little one! I am Isis, the Tower Master of Sermatop!”
The little pink figure, with hands on hips, shouted defiantly.
Suddenly, a child had appeared, but it was the Tower Master.
Somehow.
It felt appropriate to treat him with the dignity of the Tower Master, so I greeted him politely.
“Oh……. Hello?”
“Hmph. Speaking respectfully right away, you’re quite wellmannered.”
‘What’s with this Confucianlooking one.’
He was truly the kind of person I didn’t want to get close to.
But a little Tower Master.
‘Well, in a world where abilities exist and reincarnators (like me) remember their past lives, a tiny one can be the Tower Master.’
It wasn’t that strange.
I pulled Reina, who had been blocking Tower Master Isis, to sit next to me and immediately asked the question.
“So, Tower Master Isis of Sermatop. Why have you summoned me, who is so humble?”
“You speak quite beautifully. I like it.”
So why did you call me?
When I only smiled in response, the Tower Master plopped down on the opposite sofa.
He looked almost buried, being so small. The Tower Master crossed his legs with a stern look and began to whine.
“Lily Arsel. Is that your name?”
“It’s close, great Isis of Sermatop.”
At my words, the corner of the Tower Master’s mouth twitched.
“Close? Well, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, I’ve called you to discuss the magical tool that you invested in, made by Wizard Elby.”
“What are you curious about, Isis, the greatest in all the world below and above the ground?”
“It sounds good, but our conversation isn’t progressing, just call me Isis.”
“Yes, Isis.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
