Becoming a magician in another world

"You!"

Count Lerod, whose face was red from the nosebleed, glared at Sam like a ghost.

"No, I don't know why you're so mad at me!"

"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I would be the king of this country!"

"Ok?"

The Sams all tilted their heads at the incomprehensible theory.

"If it weren't for you, Princess Stella would be mine!"

"Then no—"

"Do you know how much I have possessed women until now? No matter if they are children or wives, I can easily hold them all! Do you understand? Just like that, I have gained power."

"I've seen all kinds of guys like this so far, but you're the first one to show off this kind of stupidity."

"Then oh, how can someone like you meet Stella, whom His Majesty dotes on? I'm curious about how I can seduce you when I can't meet her."

"SHUT UP AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Hey, that's unreasonable!"

As the Duke of Jura said, His Majesty would never let Stella meet a fool like Lerod. If he planned to meet someone earlier and let him get married, he should have been married or engaged to someone before Sam met him.

However, His Majesty did not do such a thing because Stella was so important.

(Now that I think about it, His Majesty often let me see Stella. Even though I didn’t even have an identity at that time. Well, can I do it now? First, let’s do something about this pervert.)

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been humiliated by that little guy who didn’t know he was the Demon King! What is a Demon King! I’m going to kill everyone!”

"Well, hey, it would be amazing if I could kill it."

"You licked me! Samuel Chat, although you are a top-notch magician, I am a former knight! And as a magician killer, I have killed several magicians! I will kill you in the short time you chant!"

"Oh, okay."

Sam doesn't need to chant magic.

No, to be precise, although there are some necessary magics, they can still release enough power even without chanting.

On top of that, there is a skill called "Funny". About us, I am confident that it can be deployed faster than the attack of an ordinary swordsman.

As for Rayrod, if he had the strength of the former sword master Amemiya Kurando, it might be a good match, but unfortunately he doesn't seem to be that strong. It's not pride, nor is it letting down one's guard, but simply thinking that Rayrod's way of existence is "average".

"Kill you, next time I will kill you when I am older! That daughter and the servant!"

“——Speak.”

One can only assume that it was Lerod's words of self-abandonment that changed the mood of the Duke of Jura.

Sam sweated obnoxiously at the anger and murderous intent emanating from the woman next to him.

Even a word of admiration could make the Duke of Jura so angry.

"I see what you mean. Anyway, I'll buy you that stupid quarrel. But before that, can you tell me something?"

"what!"

Sam took a deep breath and let it out with doubt.

"——Why are you dressed as a magical girl?"

"Because this is the only set of replacement clothes that was torn by your companions!"

Whether emotional or calm, he answered the question first. Although he gave it, Sam was still sure that Count Lerod was crazy.

"Even if it's like this, you won't wear it."

"You want me naked!"

"Didn't you ask the servant to bring it to you?"

"--ah"

"oops------------!"

Too lazy to deal with it anymore, Sam eliminated the barrier and kicked Count Lerod in the face.