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“Lord!”

Quilt said as he blocked in front of Reinhardt.

Reinhardt shrugged his shoulders as he looked at Quilt’s startled trembling eyes. It was himself who was intervening in an already created assembly, he just needed to leave it.

‘I see…’

So that was why that human called duke was filled with trepidation about her keeping her distance. The Duke wanted to place her in an already created assembly, and she would naturally reject it.

“If the other side finds fault about it, just say that the Tower Master dismissed himself out of the Magic Tower.”

“…Lord.”

“Doggie, from now on, I’m not your master anymore.”

“My only master is the Tower Master that the Magic Tower has chosen.”

“You won’t have a master this generation then.”

Barrio Baloxi furrowed his brows as if disappointed at Reinhardt’s light, preposterous narrative. He said he wanted to hear their thoughts, but he made such a decision out of the blue.

‘Young and inexperienced.’

Bartio Baloxis let out a really light sigh and shook his head.

The murmurs grew louder and louder. It was the sound of agitation. The magicians must not have really wanted Reinhardt to leave.

It was simply reckless words coming from dissatisfaction and disappointment. Knowing that, Bartio Baloxis naturally opened the conversation.

He thought there would be something like a clue to the solution.

“Is that what Lord has decided on after hearing our thoughts?”

Reinhardt, who glanced at Bartio Baloxis after hearing his question, lightly tapped the floor with the tip of his shoe.  A small magic circle appeared from his feet, and began to grow in size.

“Have you ever drowned and couldn’t breathe?”

“…What?”

Everything was for her.

“Or have you ever thought about a creature with gills that was forced to be put on the land?”

So without her, there was no need for him to be there.

The magic circle that started at the size of a fist at Reinhardt’s feet was growing in size, enough to fill half the conference hall.

He let out a smile and slowly lifted his gaze from the floor. His red eyes, reflecting the candles in the conference hall, oddly shined.

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