Knock on the door

Returning back to the table, we began to discuss our plans. The original plan was to get a swordsmanship technique for me like a sword, then gradually accumulate techniques for dark magic but for this it is necessary to travel and not sit in an academy.

Keirin, who had a lot of acquaintances, will be in charge of information gathering and processing, as well as an experienced magician, she will help me better understand my magic in order to improve it in battle.

But suddenly, Keirin looked at the ritual stone where one name began to glow. Deciding to answer later, but the one who used the ritual stone did not calm down. Keirin looked at the stone again, almost all the names inscribed on it were already glowing, which is why she foresaw a headache.

- We have a problem with Trey. - Keirin said coming up to me showing her ritual stone on which all the names shone with different flows of mana.

- The problem is that they are trying to contact you? - I asked in surprise

looking at her then at the ritual stone.

- No, the problem is who's not messing around is my little sister Samantha. - Keirin said irritably, pointing to the gray name on the stones from which no activity emanated.

- The problem is that the third princess isn't trying to contact you? How is this possible? - All continuing to not understand what Keirin is leading to

- We are on good terms with her, and she knows that I have been in this city all this time and she is studying at this academy. Keirin began to explain, trying to keep a calm expression on her face and voice.

- Maybe she is studying now, do not forget that I will also start going to school tomorrow. I shrugged my shoulders in an indifferent voice.

- Or she's coming here to find out from both of us. Keirin spoke in a low voice.

- Is she dangerous or do you want to explain everything to her? - I asked Keirin starting to mentally build plans to get out of this situation.

- She's not dangerous to you, I'm worried she didn't do something stupid, we don't know how the seven tormentors might react if they feel threatened by her. - Looking at the stone more and more nervous, answered Keirin.

- Then we'd better give her a story she'll believe. - Having spoken, I began to think about the story of how a half-elf was able to take a princess of light elves as a servant.

- Yes, but you have to come up with a believable story. Keirin said as she sat down on the sofa, looking at me, offering to sit next to me.

Sitting next to me, I smelled her pleasant smell, she smelled like a forest, listening to her offer in some places offered to change after a while we heard a knock on the door. Keirin bit her lip nervously, sighing, I put my hand on her shoulder and spoke in a low voice.

- I am with you and remember we are partners and not a servant and a master. - Trying to cheer her up, I pinched her cheek.

- Fool. She pouted and stood up and walked towards the door.