Munchkin of the Summoning Academy

Maiden of Ice and Fire (5)

Falling in love with the familiar feel of the bed, I overslept for a while.

Yesterday I woke up early to catch the train, so today is actually the first day of summer vacation.

Forgetting the burden of studying, I felt like my whole body came back to life.

As if Medusha was enjoying her leisure time, she was rolling around on the bed leisurely.

I got up lightly and set out to find Persia.

Contrary to yesterday’s blatant disappointment.

The guy was walking around the mansion with a proud gait for some reason.

No matter how glamorous the Royal Magnus Summoning Academy and capital may be, in the end it is someone else’s house.

On the other hand, this place is unquestionably ‘our home’.

I think I just realized the difference between the two.

Persia or not.

Medusha, who just came out of the bathroom, picked up her chin and hung it around her neck.

The pitiful squeaking is heartbreaking.

It seems that Ersa has been locked up in the library since daytime, and Maria and Christine look around the outside.

After escaping the mansion while greeting the vassals, I found two women under the shade of a giant tree.

The sun is shining, but the cool wind blows so it’s not too hot.

Christine enjoyed the smell of grass and sunlight with a very satisfied expression.

At the bottom of the hill where the mansion was located, in the vegetable garden managed by the handmaiden, Justin with a plow could be seen.

Since it is separated into three parts, the work efficiency is tripled.

The maid, who was watching his work, came up to me and asked me very seriously.

“Did you cough, sir. But is he the next head of the White House?”

“Yes. I know that she is the only daughter of the Lord of the Ice Fortress.”

“I’m sorry…”

I’ve been curious about what’s missing from the morning, but I decided not to ask.

The appearance of the maid wearing a straw hat for work is very familiar.

It’s the same as when I was a kid because I’m an elf.

I don’t seem to have aged at all, so I’m sure I remember when I was born.

But where the hell am I supposed to ask this?

As I was contemplating the timing inside, Sylvia, who had also overslept in the same way, trudged out.

The handmaiden who saw the most troublesome gait in the world scolds her.

“There is a vassal in the world who wakes up later than the master. And that vassal of our family…”

“Ah, I’ll correct it.”

Sylvia straightens her back, apologizing with the old-fashioned words.

With a small sigh, the maid raised her head to look at the sun and gave us a task.

“You go hunting until the evening. I’ll bring you lunch at the restaurant.”

“Ah yes.”

It also happens like this

I thought to myself and approached Christine and Maria.

The two seem to be enjoying their summer vacation in their own way, but I’ll recommend it as a head of state.

“You two, if it’s okay with you, let’s go hunting together…”

“Hunting? After all, the count is the count. He had a hunting ground while he couldn’t even fix the roof.”

Medusha, who was looking at the half-collapsed roof, said, as usual, without malice.

When I look a little stupid, Maria and Christine react similarly.

I’m on my way to get dinner. What nonsense are you talking about?

It’s a hunting ground. There was such a culture in the South where the Duke of Beltern was located.

While we stood still for a moment, Uncle Henry, the coachman and hunter, brought horses, bows and arrows.

When I get a hunting hat and put it on, Maria and Christine are handed one by one.

Then, when her eyes shifted to the words that Uncle Henry had brought, Maria was taken aback.

Due to the large number of people, not only the guys who pulled the carriage yesterday, but also the guys who were resting in the stables were brought out.

The gaze, which had been nailed to the bright red mane, slowly turned toward me.

“Hey, are you a Redmaine breed?”

“Um? You know. The mane changes color with age, but it’s still better than most guys.”

Uncle Henry, for some reason, reacts proudly to Maria’s words.

Christine, who was tilting her head beside her, asked suspiciously.

“Is that good?”

“It’s the best breed among the barbarians beyond the Westwall. How do you get these guys inside the wall…”

“Oh yeah?”

I, the owner of these horses, was the first to know.

The barbarians beyond the Westwall are the ones who sleep with horses even at night…

Is it that such a nomadic people are the best?

As I looked back at the maid and uncle Henry, the maid drove us away.

“Sylvia. Go get lunch at the restaurant.”

“yes!”

A horse for the head of state… that is, riding on the youngest and healthiest guy, I put my bow on my back and kicked the quiver.

The guy who flirts when Medusha and Persia get on behind me.

Maria stares at the bow this time as I stroke his mane.

It’s a bit old, but since it’s name is an elf bow, it’s probably not to the point where it can’t be used.

Christine, who got on the horse with some skill, whispered to Maria, and muttered a little absurdly.

“Why is their house only the best in the invisible part?”

“Christine…”

Soon after, when Sylvia brought her lunch, the horses began to move.

There is still food left in the warehouse, but…

If we buy and eat like yesterday, our house goes bankrupt.

There may be a forest next to the house, and it is common to go hunting if there is spare time.

After a short while, we entered the forest, breathing with the horse, and chasing after the animals while chewing on the sandwich Sylvia brought.

As Sylvia’s hunting teacher, Uncle Henry, accompanied me, there would be no going back empty-handed.

Unsurprisingly, the uncle did not even get off the horse and found traces of the game.

“Two deer. It’s been about two hours since we passed. There’s no sign of rushing, so they’ll be nearby.”

“Also a hunter…”

“Wait, is it a deer? I’m not sure.”

Medusha, who seemed to have some hunting experience, showed a skeptical reaction, but…

We soon found a couple of deer walking through the forest.

While Medusha, who seems to have lost her self-esteem, grunted, Uncle Henry quickly pulled the bowstring and died.

Both of them accurately hit useless guts.

“Hmmm.”

“Don’t do that too much. He’s from the Dimensional Guard…”

“Why is the elite among those elites here… No, it’s done.”

Medusha, who had a half-given face, shook her head as if in a small complaint.

Christine, who seemed to have never used a bow before, was showing a rather ridiculous appearance.

I was afraid of getting hurt, so I quickly moved to her back seat.

Start simple archery lessons while Sylvia tracks down her new prey.

Christine was slightly perplexed, but quietly surrendered herself.

“Strengthen your thighs and legs, and straighten your left arm. Don’t think of pulling only the strings, use your shoulders and back muscles to stretch your entire right arm…”

“I’ve never shot a bow before, can I hit it on a horse?”

“You can’t be alone.”

When I put my hand on Christine’s hand, my little hand trembled.

While Maria, who was riding next to her, showed a strange expression, Sylvia, who was a little ahead, signaled.

Looking at the three fingers spread out, it seems that the traces of a wild boar have been found.

It’s a bit of a heavy game for beginners, but there’s no problem with Uncle Henry anyway.

As it is, I walk slowly in the wind.

He kept his prey in his eyes from a distance, carefully aimed and released his fingers.

An arrow flew in a swish and pierced the neck of a wild boar that was drinking water.

“Oh oh…”

“Is it a little shallow?”

“No, it’s going to fall over soon. It hasn’t rusted yet.”

Uncle Henry, who gave a small compliment, ran to finish the game.

Maria, who was staring at this place, asks for help a little witty.

“Louis. Can you teach me one more time?”

“Hmm. The Westwall maiden who guards the Western Wall doesn’t know archery? I’d rather not know how to fly…”

“No, you may not know!”

Maria raises her voice at Christine’s pinzan for some reason.

Sylvia clicked her tongue slightly as I moved away with a bitter smile.

After successfully completing the hunt, he returned to the mansion.

Due to the fact that he returned a little late, the handmaiden who received the prey started dismantling.

I was worried that it would be boring because there was really nothing compared to the capital city.

Fortunately, Christine had a liking for this place.

“Your house is much nicer than I thought. The day is warm, and there is no Young Ji-min to be executed with my own hands…”

“I do not know.”

Instead, should I say that sometimes bandits will come when there is a famine or not?

I’d rather not do it either.

In fact, even the thieves who attacked in that way often go back with their shoulders drooping when they find a fence with a half-collapsed roof and ivy entangled in it.

It also doesn’t seem like a nice loot.

After washing her sweaty body, she went straight to the study to bring Ersa, who said she didn’t even eat lunch.

The maid, who was in charge of her watchdog, bowed her head slightly and stepped aside.

Ersa reported to me without taking her eyes off the book.

“Certainly, later data is biased towards the Demon Realm. The research subjects have changed since the Earth was designated as the Prohibited Dimension.”

“By the way, when are you going to Collingwood?”

“As you may know, El Cloud’s ancestors have been tracking certain summons since about four generations ago. Estimated rank is higher than SS… A monster comparable to Eshas, is there really such a thing?”

Ersa completely ignores my words and makes a fuss.

It doesn’t stop while I pick her up and carry her to the dining room.

“Besides, you mean that research was completely stopped about 30 years ago? As if someone had removed it from the study…”

“Thirty years ago, it was the days of my father, Videl El Cloud.

“I guess he wasn’t very sincere as a researcher? Are the other ancestors completely scholarly?”

“As far as I know, it was. Besides, Russell’s work had also happened, so it wouldn’t have allowed me to focus on my research.”

As we were going down the stairs slowly, we were caught by the waitress who was coming up just in time.

“Dear master. What are you doing?”

“It’s a graduate student experience.”

“You don’t have to experience that.”

Thanks to you, Ersa is coming down from my back.

Unable to overcome her fierce gaze, she changed the topic.

“Did you say we’re going to Collingwood? Let’s leave tomorrow. It’s better to finish quickly and come back.”

“Collingwood? Why is it all of a sudden…”

Fortunately, the operation was successful.

At the most, the housemaid, who has returned home, is enamored with the sound of her leaving again tomorrow.

I quickly explained the situation.

“I’m planning to use my summer vacation to go to the Spirit Stone Mine. I’m having trouble with Spirit Summoning, but I think I can overcome it if I have a good Spirit Stone…”

“It’s a spirit… Okay. Then I’ll go with you. I’m not going to follow you all the way to the academy, so will you allow me?”

“What?”

The handmaiden of the world said that she would empty the mansion.

but. It’s a short trip anyway, so it’s not a burden.

If my calculations are correct, I think it will take a week or so.

It’s a bit awkward for the maid to follow, but…

Still, he is a very strong ally.

I don’t think Collingwood, Elfriede’s mother-in-law, will welcome my visit, so there’s nothing wrong with taking her.

After much deliberation, I agreed to accompany him.

“Okay. Let’s go together.”

“Then let’s go downstairs. Dinner will cool down.”

The maid turns around with a slightly satisfied expression on her face.

I dragged Ersa down, who kept looking towards the study.

I think I will soon be able to meet the owner of the voice I heard last time.