Keep attacking girls and try not to be killed by them

"...It's not as exaggerated as you say. It's just that you can't cook."

However, Emilia quickly regained her composure. She would not let Banning see her shy.

Banning didn't refute what he heard. Instead, he politely put away the tableware he had used and placed it on the stove.

"I sincerely believe this, and I'm not exaggerating."

After saying that, he sat aside and read a book on potions.

Emilia didn't reply to Banning, but just looked at him quietly for a while, then started to clean up.

Emilia's room fell into a wonderfully quiet atmosphere.

Banning was sitting there reading a book while Emilia was clearing the dishes. The only sounds in the room were the running water, the clattering of dishes, and the occasional turning of pages.

Such warm air reminded Emilia of the feeling of home.

When she was a child, when her parents were still alive, the house was peaceful and tranquil every night like tonight.

——(Dad…Mom…)

·

It was not until she finished cleaning the kitchen that Emilia realized a problem.

Banning came here to eat for free, why didn’t he leave after finishing his meal? Did he want to stay here overnight?

Emilia suddenly became nervous. Although she loved the magic book deeply, she also had a bottom line!

"Cough cough..."

Emilia coughed deliberately and came to the hall.

"You've packed it up, right? That's perfect. I'd like you to show me how to cast magic."

Emilia was just about to order them to leave, but she never expected Banning to make a new request.

"Sorry, I don't know how to use magic." Emilia lied without thinking.

"I saw you use Fireball a few days ago, right there at the garbage mountain." Banning immediately retaliated with a slap in the face.

"That...that's...that's me using the flint."

"Really? I have some flint here. Can you show me how to make a fireball with it?"

Banning took out two flints on the spot and almost hit Emilia in the face with them.

"Anyway, I don't want to agree to this. Magic isn't something you can use for fun."

"Oh, I remember I left two books with you..."

"Okay, what magic do you want to see?"

Emilia really regrets it now.

If she had known this, she should not have accepted the two third-level magic books as a gift.

Now, she is really passive everywhere.

However, if the same thing happened again, Emilia estimated that she would still not be able to resist the temptation of the third-level magic book.

·

In desperation, Emilia took Banning to the open space outside the house.

In the darkness of the night, Emilia raised her right hand towards the night sky, with her fingertips pointing forward and her fingers slightly open.

"First-order fire magic: Fireball."

As Emilia finished her words, a red light flashed out from her fingertips, and in the blink of an eye, a magic circle composed of red light tracks was drawn in front of her right hand.

Then, the light of the magic circle grew stronger, and when it shone, a rotating fireball flew out of the magic circle with a whirring sound, flew far away in the night sky, and then disappeared.

Emilia was quite happy to release magic after a long time, but she didn't show it on her face.

"Five seconds..." Banning muttered something beside him.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"No, nothing. I want to ask, does Emilia always cast magic like this? Doesn't she need to use a staff or something?"

Emilia was not used to Benning's sudden politeness.

In addition, Emilia also noticed that when she was casting magic just now, Banning was observing her extremely carefully, and his focused eyes made her feel embarrassed.

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4.32 - Oleg's Test (Part )

Emilia saw clearly that Banning's attitude towards magic was more serious and attentive than when he discussed potions in the morning.

Looking at his seriousness, Emilia seemed to see herself when she first started learning magic.

What surprised Emilia even more was that the questions that Banning asked next were quite professional, and they didn't seem like questions that someone who knew nothing about magic would ask.

After asking, Emilia found out that Banning had bought a first-level magic book to teach himself, and his combat profession was not a magician.

Emilia couldn't believe it.

Magic is a very profound subject, and people who are not magicians cannot learn it at all.

As for non-magicians, without the aid of the "Auto-Chant" skill, even if they learn the magic, it is difficult for them to put it to good use... To put it bluntly, it would be a waste of time to learn it.

Should we say that Banning is a magic idiot, or that he simply loves magic?

Perhaps it was from this moment that Emilia began to feel that Banning might be a special person.

"If you really want to learn, I can teach you."

Subconsciously, Emilia said something that she might regret in the future.

"Really? Thank you so much, Teacher Emilia."

"Teacher or something... never mind... just keep calling me Emilia."

Putting aside some of the more annoying aspects, Emilia recognized Benning's strength in being serious about his work.

If Benning was willing, Emilia wanted to recommend him to the branch chief to work in the union.

·

At the same time, branch chief Oleg was carrying out the first step of the "Plan" in the tavern.

"Nassar, here."

Oleg saw Nassar enter the tavern and waved to show him his seat.

"Mr. Branch Chief, you're here really early."

Nassar greeted Oleg politely before taking a seat.

"Hehe, I just arrived two minutes earlier than you. My butt hasn't even warmed up yet."

Oleg laughed twice, then lowered his voice and went straight to the point.

"Nasar, you know that I have the 'Magic Secret Sword: Flame Horse' in my possession."

As Oleg spoke, he observed Nassar's expression.

When he heard the phrase "Magic Secret Sword: Flame Horse", Nasar's face twitched unnaturally.

"Recently, I've been feeling some strange activity in the guild, and I'm a little worried, so I want to move the 'Magic Secret Sword: Flame Horse' to another place for safekeeping. Who do you think would be a good person to entrust it to?" Oleg asked.

Nassar blinked a few times stiffly, then quickly gave an answer.

"The branch chief is very capable, and it would be best if you were to take care of it. I don't think there is anyone better."

Oleg laughed after hearing this.

"Hahahaha, thank you, Nassar, but unfortunately, I'm already old. Besides, keeping it with me is the easiest for people to guess what happened to it. It's not safe. I want to find someone who no one else would think of keeping it."

"Hmm...something others wouldn't expect..."

Nassar closed his eyes and frowned as he began to think. Oleg kept staring at him quietly, not missing any details of his expression or movements.

"How about leaving it to Emilia? She is very trustworthy." Nassar gave a reasonable suggestion.

"Emilia is indeed trustworthy, and she has a background as a magician, but... I don't want her to take any risks."

Oleg shook his head and rejected Nassar's proposal.

"Emm... then I can't think of anyone else..."

Nassar looked a little frustrated and gave a bitter smile. Oleg was a little shaken at this time. He had put out the bait for so long, but he was still unmoved?

——(Could it be that Banning made a mistake?)

So Oleg threw out one last bait, hoping Nassar would take it.

"Nassar, what about you? Are you willing to keep the 'Magic Secret Sword: Flame Horse' for me?"

"Eh? Me?"

Nasar looked very surprised, but there was a glimmer of joy in the corner of his eyes.

"I... I'm afraid... I don't have the ability..."

"It's okay, I believe you can do it."

Oleg stood up and patted Nassar's shoulders twice.

Nasar finally stopped refusing, stood up and bowed deeply to Oleg.

"Thank you for trusting me, Branch Chief. I will do my best..."

"Hahahaha, don't be so nervous, relax. Then, tomorrow night, at the same time, wait for me here."

"As ordered."

·

After leaving the tavern, Oleg was full of worries.

The conversation in the evening was actually quite pleasant, and there was nothing wrong with Nasar's performance. However, perhaps because Oleg himself had preconceived notions, he always felt that Nasar seemed a little suspicious.

Oleg, who is 73 years old this year, has seen countless people, but tonight, he really couldn't see Nassar's true face.

Now that things have come to this, we can only proceed with the second phase of the "plan" to see if Nassar can withstand the test.

——(Nasar, don’t blame me for testing you like this. As long as you are innocent, nothing will happen.)

It’s not that Oleg doesn’t miss his old friend, but he really doesn’t want to see Spland’s greedy face again.

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October 187, 6

8:02 AM

[Confession death countdown remaining: 2 days]

The next morning, Emilia came to deliver the book as Banning requested. What she found today was a recipe book for removing paralysis effects.

When she arrived at the hotel, she subconsciously looked at the outer wall of the hotel and found that there was another golden little fox. She couldn't help but smile along with the smiling little fox.

Then, Emilia turned around and was horrified to find Banning standing downstairs.

Emilia was frightened and immediately put away her smile. She was worried, wondering if Banning had seen her silly look just now.

"Uh, this is today's potion book..."

"Okay, thank you."

Banning accepted the book without hesitation and, unusually today, didn't say anything sarcastic.

"Today...are you going out so early?"

Emilia didn't know why she asked this. She clearly thought she didn't care about Banning at all.

Maybe it's just to ease the embarrassment, similar to saying "What a nice weather today."

Banning didn't answer immediately, but crossed his arms and thought for a few seconds, as if considering whether he could tell Emilia.

"The branch chief told me...that Nassar has been acting suspiciously lately. He asked me to investigate, and I'm on my way there now."