I Want to Be a Receptionist of The Magic World - 135 Theodora Loctis 1

I don’t even want to see Groub Dalbesp’s face all day.

The top floor of the dorm, the far right back room.

On a bedside illuminated by the morning sun, I mourned my business today.

How, how did this happen?

“Open your eyes, hey, Elove”

My skin burns off and I hold a man in a condition I don’t even know if he’s a person in my arms. I know as much as I can’t open my eyes.

Still, I didn’t want to let go of the man I loved easily, or think about what happened.

Tears boil and fall into black chunks.

It doesn’t tell the black lump, it absorbs there.

“Forgive me, is that what you do”

He snubbed his teeth so hard that the sound rang, and looked up at the grey-stained sky.

I don’t even know whose crime it is yet. “Black Tenma Killer”.

When was the beginning of that?

“Hey, Theodora.”

“Still looking into the number of demons today?

“I’ve been getting a lot more lately.”

If you’re sitting in the reception seat, a knight man comes in by ringing the bell of the door of the magic center with a karan. The man who came to the reception with the cutlets and the sound of his shoes gave me one hand to get the paperwork.

He is Eluve Darbesp, who heads the Knights of the Kingdom of Dolan. Recently, they are to be honored for their achievements at home and abroad, and are to be officially awarded the Knight’s Degree, albeit at the end of the nobility. Knights are often called by such names in their duties, but there are a handful of humans who are given the title of real knights.

And at the age of 22, and young to be captain of the regiment, he is an unusual being.

“Is it night sky?

“Night? Nothing, but I’m free after dinner.”

“Not really. Blunt.”

Put your hands on the reception table and Eluve peeks into my face.

“Why don’t you join us for dinner?”

“… oh, I’m going… I’m going!

I can see my cheeks getting slightly hotter.

I accidentally hid it with both hands because I wanted to hide it so much that I could see it from others.

I’m so ashamed that you’re so used to telling me not to be anything but to think about what a disgusting thing you are.

He, Elove Dalvesp and I alike classrooms together in the time of magic school, more importantly the so-called childhood tampering since childhood when we lived in neighborhood neighborhoods with each other, and we definitely played over a hundred times. We spent more than half of our lives together.

Eluve has a petty man named Twin Brothers Groub, but I haven’t really talked to him that way. Perhaps it was because Eluve was more comfortable with it.

That’s what I liked to hide about Eluve.

likes in the sense of love, is.

I’ve dealt with it as a friend since I was a young girl, but since my magic school days it’s been gradually harder.

It should have been about the same back length, but even a woman somehow pulled my back off at a high height, and her clear high voice started to sound low from sometime, and her pretty face like a girl was brave, and her big eyes became a sharp, sharp eyelid with a cleavage at some point, which means yes, a man, she was.

I almost fell over when I was in a moving class, pulling my hips together with those big hands and saying, “Are you okay?” What a peek in my face, I’ve fallen in love with him so much that I worry that my heart will be too beat to burst.

Without that distance changing after graduation, he told the Knights that I was to work in a separate place from the Magic Institute, but never alienated.

Fortunately, the Magic Center and the Knights had an interaction in their work relationship, so the worry that they wouldn’t be able to see each other like they used to when they worked out disappears immediately. Though I don’t think I should bring personal feelings into my work, every time he knocked on Hare’s door I used to think about extra things like what to talk about today, how’s it going lately and whether the weather is Beta or not.

“I see what you’re thinking.”

“Look, I’m not thinking about anything.”

“Sign here. Tighten that full face.”

A knight man shows me a piece of paper, as if to bring me back to reality where I was thinking about dinner.

As much as I can say Elove and two melons, the exact same face is there. The difference was about my hair. Eluve extends to his shoulder, but this one has short hair to the neck. There are also painful wounds on his face that appear to have been worn by demons during this time.

He is Groub Dalbesp.

He is the brother of Eluve Dalbesp.

I sigh. If I tell him I don’t have a tricky face, whoever sees it is obvious who you like, and he returns it to me, and I squeeze his mouth.

Work patterns, I’ve been talking to Groub a lot lately as well.

From the feeling of being my friend’s brother, my friend? It was an indescribably subtle evolution that I could say. If you think about it, he’s also childhood friendly, so I can’t deny the feeling now.

Say hello to the captain forever, Mr. Roctis.

“Oh, what are you even saying to Deputy Commander Arquez!

“‘Cause you’ll get our captain, won’t you?

“~ Don’t tease me!

– Karan.

The door of the magic station opens.

I shouldn’t, I rushed forward to say I was at work, and the demon who came in turned his fingertips out and opened his mouth like he was in a hurry.

“Again! There’s a knight caught in the magic formation!

“What!?

“Keep it up. Then you’ll die again!

Some of the knights heard it and flew out of the Magic Place.

Knight caught in the magic formation.

That was exactly the same situation as the recent incidents here.

“How many cases does this make…”

It’s the fifth one.

Are they all targeting knights, trapping knight mortals in the magic formation, and they keep getting roughed up until they breathe out in it. We cannot break the line from the outside, and all four of the victims have died in the last four cases.

The magic formations cannot be magical or activated unless they are drawn directly by hand on the ground or on paper. It’s magic that requires so much time and effort that if I were drawing it in the streets, I’d probably notice it, but the sightings didn’t even show up in memory detection.

“Who the hell did this to you!! Fucking do what you want to do with people’s lives!!

Groub kicks the floor.

There were words left on the ground at the scene every time.

“Black Heavenly Horse, I don’t need your blood or anything. Whether it is white to the bone marrow. And when it is white, it shall decay black, and it shall be a horse of heaven shameless in its name.

That word like a line of sight from above.

Is there anything resentful about knights?

When a magic formation floats up on the ceiling, a piece of rounded paper falls from it.

Eluve spread it out and checked the contents when he got it.

“Even in the east came information on the magic formation…. What?

“What’s up?

“Now the civilians have eaten the convolutions too,” he said.

The knights, including Elove, leave the Magic Station in a hurry.

“Me and I will go”

“Theodora?”

“Hey, no outsiders.”

I get nailed by a grove with my face up.

I can say that the situation that civilians are also involved is quite damaging.

So far four knights have been captured by the magic team and lost their lives, but they’re probably going to come here and involve civilians and come out big and set up something.

Only magical arms are absolutely confident.

I give up my duties. But I don’t want my loved ones to go to places like that. I repeatedly understood what I was saying about my selfish and solitary self. Besides, I know a hundred things about him being a better wizard than he is.

And most importantly, I had never felt so much chest noise that my body trembled.

But not Eluve who accepts it.

I even stood on my shoulder from the receptionist’s seat, resting with my hands.

“If you stay here, I will definitely go back to this place. Promise.”

“But he’s killed a lot of people, and he’s sitting there quietly.”

“Well, think about what you’re having for dinner.”

That’s what he said and waved at me.

It’s not like you’re thinking about what you’re swallowing or dinner.

I guess he acted like he always did. If I send them out as usual, will they come back as usual?

I don’t know where I intend to go, but I waved in a half-witted fashion that I too would do my best as usual.

“Mr. Loctith, the captain of the regiment…”

By the time I plugged in the evening, a familiar knight came to the reception.

The hand with the brush looked up to the universe.