Becoming a magician in another world

“That’s your misunderstanding. My Binbin, Cordelia, is also suitable for you.”

"incredible!"

"No, that, is Binbin suitable for something? Oh, stop humming and groaning, can't you think of anything else to say?"

Although it is a scene in which Cordelia, a strong woman, tells her story with tears in her eyes, the word binbin is included in the language, so it is very surreal.

They do it seriously, but the quality is not good.

Sam was past the laughter and was beginning to be afraid of someone who could talk so much.

"It's Cordelia."

"Forget it! Anyway, Delight? Even if Sinatra is polite, I won't admit it!"

Cordelia wanted to stand up and say that she was done.

"Just wait, Cordelia."

Clyde grabbed the Second Princess' arm to stop her.

Cordelia was so upset that she tried to shake her off, but Clyde wouldn't let her go.

"...Cordelia, you two can chat in the next room. I'm sorry I didn't point my bottle at you. But

Yes, isn’t it necessary to speak now for Rachel’s happiness? Our Binbin can do it later.”

Clyde said this, then he took Cordelia's arm a little forcefully and led her into the next room.

With a snap, the sound of the door closing was heard, and the two figures disappeared.

"I hate starting fights and stuff like that."

"Sam, just leave it to His Majesty."

Francis told Sam, who was worried about the couple's quarrel, not to worry, but looking at Cordelia's emotional attitude, it was not very resolvable.

From the next room came the sound of Cordelia yelling.

Although she didn't know the details, Cordelia was indeed very excited.

(Wow, I heard a noise. Did I remember that next door was Mr. Clyde's nap room? Are the walls thin? Or is Lady Cordelia that angry?

It’s not that Cordelia’s dissatisfaction is not unknown.

If Clyde only interacted with Frances at night, there would be no point in being the second princess.

It was no problem for Sam either. The daughters-in-law made up their minds to cherish him again.

If you do that,

"--Um?"

Cordelia's rage quieted down.

Perhaps Sam admired whether Clyde was well comforted,

"Oh, no, your majesty. Although it was your majesty's request, ah, oh, in a place like this, suddenly, ah ah ah ah ah, my daughter, I heard Rachel's voice!"

(What's happening in the next room?!?)

To be honest, Sam doubted his ears.

Because of the stress, I thought I might be hearing the auditory hallucinations, but I glanced at Delight and saw a surprised look on his face.

Sorry, it doesn’t seem to be an auditory hallucination.

Then, Cordelia's somewhat gorgeous voice sounded again from the next room.

"Oh, even if you do this, I will change my opinion. Um, um, um, I don't think so. Um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um! Ah, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um. Um, um, um, um, um, um, um, um.

"What happened! Was it a massage!?"

As if to cover up the embarrassing sound, Sam made a loud noise.

I don't want to hear my father-in-law and my wife talking about this and that.

(Or rather, Mr. Francis is smiling, and Mr. Rachel is also afraid of calmness! What is this, does the royal family have tolerance for this kind of thing? Open!?)

As Sam's vision became black and white due to the development he had never imagined, Delight called out tremblingly, "Hey, Sam."

"Yes, really?"

DeLait's expression was gloomy, and he seemed to be thinking deeply.

"If, if, if things go well with Lady Rachel, then so be it. Do I become family with that?"

"It is wonderful to be related to His Majesty, to whom Mr. Delight has sworn allegiance."

"No, that's not the Majesty I swore allegiance to. The one wearing the Majesty's skin is some Binbin's uncle."

"It must have been liberated from Lepsi. It was really too much. You see, there must have been heartache by now."

"Next time, you want to see the Demon King, right? Go and catch him alone. Your Majesty needs the Demon King."

"no"

If I exchange words with Delight like escaping from reality,

"I understand, ahhhhhhh, acknowledge Rachel's marriage, wu ...

(Are you still doing it, uncle? By the way, your persuasion method is amazing! And, Miss Cordelia lost! Admit that you are married! Is this okay!? Hey, royal family!?)

Sam yelled in his mind as he heard Cordelia's screams which were particularly loud.

Dalit also surpassed the beauty of the second princess, using a vulgar voice and looking like he didn't know what to do.

For Sam and Delight,

"Oh, you are truly worthy of being called Your Majesty."

"As expected of a father! That mother who was too difficult to deal with didn't accept a son-in-law, she just chopped off the bones!"

Francis and Rachel clapped their hands in admiration,

(As expected, the royal family always feels a little weird)

At this point, I am convinced that there is something wrong with people of royal blood.