Becoming a magician in another world

Sam put down the bottle and prepared to salute, and Duke Jura smiled and said, "That's all."

"I'm so sorry for the sudden change. I noticed your appearance and couldn't help but say hello."

"No, I was the one who cleaned up the place. It was rude of me not to even say hello."

"So, you are the Demon King's friend. Don't worry about it. Pinning down Count Lerod, don't meddle in other people's business. I didn't expect that the party was rude to the Demon King. And, he showed such an embarrassing look, so he can't show up in public for the time being."

The Duke of Jura widened his smile as he waved his fan.

"At the same time, I feel very sorry. My job is to make sure those fools don't do stupid things. Fortunately, the Demon King is not angry."

"......That's more than half of it is Youye's fault." Sam smiled bitterly, and Duke Jura gently stretched out his hand.

He stretched out his hand and touched his bangs.

For a moment, he was almost ready, but the Duke of Jura's eyes did not look at Sam, so he gave up.

She knew who she was thinking of.

Since it seemed harmless, she thought of doing as she pleased, and after a while, with slightly moist eyes, she spoke.

"——Really, it looks a lot like that person."

"that person?"

Thinking about who it was, Sam tilted his head.

"I'm sorry. You must be surprised to hear such words all of a sudden. I am your father. I know Lord Lloyd. We are childhood friends."

Duke Jura explained, squinting his eyes nostalgically.

However, as Sam, when he arrived at the Demon King, he only saw a little bit of his father in the illusion manifested by the world's will, so even if he was said to be similar, it didn't feel real.

"I see. Are they that similar?"

"Very similar. Although the hair color is very different, the will in the corners of the eyes and pupils is exactly the same. From what you said, you can't use a sword, right?"

“Although I’m shy”

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Because you're more loved by magic than that. Lloyd-sama also doesn't know how to use a sword at all. Really, everything is very similar. ——I miss it so much."

I don't know how Sam should react to the Duke of Jura touching his cheek with moist eyes. I don't know if it conveyed Sam's

Puzzled, the Duke withdrew his hand regretfully.

"I'm sorry, I missed you so much that I didn't realize it." "No, it's okay. Although there are many things I don't know about my father, I will be happy to have someone who remembers him like the Duke of Jura."

"...Yes. I'd be glad to hear you say that. I'm sorry it took so long. Please get back to your guests."

"Yes. Excuse me."

Sam bowed to the Duke of Jura and turned his back to him.

Then the voice sounded again.

"We can talk about it later, if that's okay."

Sam just looked back at the face, feeling that it would be bad to refuse, and nodded.

"Well, definitely."

"I'm so happy. I'll send someone over later, let's chat slowly."

Faster than Sam could answer, Duke Jura turned and moved to another part of the venue.

She said goodbye to the other nobles and began to greet them, and Sam returned to everyone with the bottle of wine.

"Lizelotte! Um, please tell me the story of Mr. Chat and everyone else!"

"Oh, that's so cunning! I want to hear it too!"

"Hey, you guys, Miss Liselotte is very heavy, be careful! Yeah, sit down somewhere and talk slowly."

Surrounded by the daughters of nobles, knights, and merchants who gathered around her, Liz smiled tiredly.