***
An hour later.
Here, there is a little boy whose sky is collapsing at the news of Meldenique's excommunication.
It is Henry, a little wizard who subscribes to all newspapers every day.
"How......"
Henry, wearing a cone hat on his head, ran to the top floor of the tower, carrying a bag as big as his body.
"Isaac-nim, are you busy?"
The little five-year-old little boy opened the door of the office hesitantly before poking his head in.
Isaac whispered lightly with some documents still in his hand.
"I'm not busy Henry. What's going on?"
It was rare for a little wizard to visit the inner chamber of the Mages Tower.
Wondering what might have happened Isaac closed his pen and looked forward.
"Umm...... But......"
Henry shyly covered his eyes with both hands.
"Huh?"
The genius little wizard licked his lips as he peeked at Isaac through the gap with his fingers slightly apart.
Because from now on, he was going to say something embarrassing for some reason.
But no words came out of his mouth.
"...... Uum. Uuuum."
Henry, who was twisting his body around, looked outside the door then pulled his plump lips forward.
"You can speak slowly."
"Because its......"
Aaah, A voice that seemed to resonate in a cave resounded.
The child lowered his hand and glanced behind his back, as if he couldn't speak.
Then he pulled the strap of his bag and pouted his lips.
"Ahh, so frustrating!"
Henry came in and someone shouted in a loud voice through the crack in the open door.
"Carat?"
Carat, who was hiding outside the door, ran out quickly at the same time as Isaac asked back curiously.
"Yes, Tower Master-nim! I, Carat, Tower Master-nim's closest confidant, has arrived!"
"It's not the best! It's just Carathy!"
"Hmph!"
The combination of Carat and Henry is unprecedented.
Because the two little wizards used to speak ill of each other for saying they were the better little wizards.
"Hey, that's not important!"
"Ah, right!"
What is the reason that these two are exchanging glances with each other now, who have a record of breaking down the walls of the tower while they were talking.
Carat and Henry looked at each other and clenched their fists resolutely.
Why the hell does it feel like you two became very close.
Isaac quietly swept his hair up at the sudden, ominous feeling.
"If you've caused an accident, I'll give you a chance to fix it."
Isaac leaned back comfortably on the backrest and looked at the documents in his hand.
It's true that there's something between the two of them avoiding eye contact.
Henry tapped his small hand on his chest as if he were frustrated and shouted.
"Ho, can you hear me?"
Henry held Carat's arm resolutely.
Isaac shook his head listening to the serious voices of the two children.
The next speaker, Carat clenched his fists.
"Our kind, honest, and cool friend, Mel, was disgraced!"
I guessed it would be about Meldenique. But I really didn't know these kids would come all the way to my office for Meldenique.
"Yes, I heard it. Are you here for Meldenique?"
"Yes!"
"Our friends need to comfort Mel and go find out what's going on!"
He looked at the children and gave a slow nod.
Isaac already knew that Meldenique had been excommunicated.
'Because Rasmus has been talking for a while.'
Isaac crumpled up the documents he had in his hand and was lost in a short recollection.
Rasmus is a poor but quite smart wizard.
He said Hildegart would be preparing for something to counterattack, adding that the scandal would not be over.
Hildegart Vaveloa was talking openly about ruining Meldenique, but she noticed him. It seemed that he would still not meddle.
But Isaac sent Rasmus back. And I handled political affairs comfortably here.
Because Meldenique didn't contact me at all.
'......I told you to contact me whenever you are in danger.'
The bird that he gave her to contact him in case of an emergency did not fly, not once.
Is it not dangerous. Or did she not contact him despite the danger.
He erased the second hypothesis by shaking his head.
She is a smart woman, so if she needed help, she would have contacted me somehow.
Maybe the person named Dominic, who was always standing by her side as an escort, helped her.
Whatever it was, she thought it wasn't a big deal.
She may not be asking himself for help. Because they aren't really that close. They just know each other moderately.
So he did not head to Meldenique's stationery store.
He was a little curious, but······. Nothing is as out of the blue and rude as to help when she never asked for it.
"By the way, stir····."
It was Henry's small voice that awakened Isaac from his daydream.
Henry's white hoppang-like hand pointed toward Isaac and licked his lips.
"Yes, what's going on?"
A drowsy voice mixed with gentleness.
Henry plucked up the courage to point out.
"Tower Master, you're holding the document upside down! And you put a lot of strength on it and so the paper got crumpled!"
"Strangely, my hands are tense."
He gently raised his lips, placing the torn documents down on the table.
Let's be honest.
Strangely he always cared about Meldenique. Even though he's never done that to anyone before.
'I thought it was because she was fascinating..... I'm annoyed because I'm worried.'
His languid eyes gently blinked.
Isaac loosened a few buttons on his shirt and whispered low.
"I made a mistake."
"What?"
"No. I thought I wanted to go to Meldenique, too."
Henry opened the door of my bag and took out a pencil case and a dreamy pencil.
"Wow, it's valuable! My container is all ruined and broken! Hurry up and get a new one!"
It's an excessively clean pencil case that shows how precious it was. In particular, the part where ancient languages were written was amazing.
Carat lied without salivating his mouth.
"Not a single one is broken. ······. Aah, No, it's not. That's right! We should hurry up and go!"
"Let's go!"
"That's right, Tower Master-nim. Although Henry is less skilled than me, he is showing a very clever opinion this time."
"It's not a sightseeing! I want to sleep more! But! It's valuable to me!"
Isaac smiled and nodded.
"Okay. Let's go together."
The twinkling, innocent eyes of the children all contained pure kindness.
How on earth did Meldenique receive love from these children?
Most of the wizard children here are abandoned. Like himself.
They are children with a high threshold of heart and strong vigilance, and she broke down their vigilance at once.
"Yes!"
Henry strode and climbed onto Isaac's lap.
"It's hollow."
"Huh."
"Why does Isaac call Mel Meldenique?"
"......"
Isaac, who was stunned, organized Henry's hair without answering.
He lifted Henry's small body up and put him on the desk, whispering low.
"In fact·····."
Twinkle.
Henry's eyes lit up.
I'm sure you're looking forward to it very much. I didn't mean to say anything special.
Turning around the point of thought, Isaac gently stroked Henry's hair.
"There's a more special nickname than Mel."
What he said was a grump performance. A small pet peeve at Meldenique, who has not yet granted him a nickname.
However, as soon as they heard the word special nickname, Carat and Henry finally made eye contact with each other.
Carat was almost about to collapse on the carpet, to put it bluntly.
"Don't you like it too much?"
"Hu, hook."
Carat nodded to the point where his head fell, and raised his hands in front of him as if praying.
+
"Come on, come on, Tower Master-nim! To Mel's stationery store! Let's go!"
"Okay, let's go right away."
Isaac reached out to an unusually excited Carat and briefly glanced at the dragon's eggs on the table.
***
An hour later.
Here, there is a little boy whose sky is collapsing at the news of Meldenique's excommunication.
It is Henry, a little wizard who subscribes to all newspapers every day.
"How......"
Henry, wearing a cone hat on his head, ran to the top floor of the tower, carrying a bag as big as his body.
"Isaac-nim, are you busy?"
The little five-year-old little boy opened the door of the office hesitantly before poking his head in.
Isaac whispered lightly with some documents still in his hand.
"I'm not busy Henry. What's going on?"
It was rare for a little wizard to visit the inner chamber of the Mages Tower.
Wondering what might have happened Isaac closed his pen and looked forward.
"Umm...... But......"
Henry shyly covered his eyes with both hands.
"Huh?"
The genius little wizard licked his lips as he peeked at Isaac through the gap with his fingers slightly apart.
Because from now on, he was going to say something embarrassing for some reason.
But no words came out of his mouth.
"...... Uum. Uuuum."
Henry, who was twisting his body around, looked outside the door then pulled his plump lips forward.
"You can speak slowly."
"Because its......"
Aaah, A voice that seemed to resonate in a cave resounded.
The child lowered his hand and glanced behind his back, as if he couldn't speak.
Then he pulled the strap of his bag and pouted his lips.
"Ahh, so frustrating!"
Henry came in and someone shouted in a loud voice through the crack in the open door.
"Carat?"
Carat, who was hiding outside the door, ran out quickly at the same time as Isaac asked back curiously.
"Yes, Tower Master-nim! I, Carat, Tower Master-nim's closest confidant, has arrived!"
"It's not the best! It's just Carathy!"
"Hmph!"
The combination of Carat and Henry is unprecedented.
Because the two little wizards used to speak ill of each other for saying they were the better little wizards.
"Hey, that's not important!"
"Ah, right!"
What is the reason that these two are exchanging glances with each other now, who have a record of breaking down the walls of the tower while they were talking.
Carat and Henry looked at each other and clenched their fists resolutely.
Why the hell does it feel like you two became very close.
Isaac quietly swept his hair up at the sudden, ominous feeling.
"If you've caused an accident, I'll give you a chance to fix it."
Isaac leaned back comfortably on the backrest and looked at the documents in his hand.
It's true that there's something between the two of them avoiding eye contact.
Henry tapped his small hand on his chest as if he were frustrated and shouted.
"Ho, can you hear me?"
Henry held Carat's arm resolutely.
Isaac shook his head listening to the serious voices of the two children.
The next speaker, Carat clenched his fists.
"Our kind, honest, and cool friend, Mel, was disgraced!"
I guessed it would be about Meldenique. But I really didn't know these kids would come all the way to my office for Meldenique.
"Yes, I heard it. Are you here for Meldenique?"
"Yes!"
"Our friends need to comfort Mel and go find out what's going on!"
He looked at the children and gave a slow nod.
Isaac already knew that Meldenique had been excommunicated.
'Because Rasmus has been talking for a while.'
Isaac crumpled up the documents he had in his hand and was lost in a short recollection.
Rasmus is a poor but quite smart wizard.
He said Hildegart would be preparing for something to counterattack, adding that the scandal would not be over.
Hildegart Vaveloa was talking openly about ruining Meldenique, but she noticed him. It seemed that he would still not meddle.
But Isaac sent Rasmus back. And I handled political affairs comfortably here.
Because Meldenique didn't contact me at all.
'......I told you to contact me whenever you are in danger.'
The bird that he gave her to contact him in case of an emergency did not fly, not once.
Is it not dangerous. Or did she not contact him despite the danger.
He erased the second hypothesis by shaking his head.
She is a smart woman, so if she needed help, she would have contacted me somehow.
Maybe the person named Dominic, who was always standing by her side as an escort, helped her.
Whatever it was, she thought it wasn't a big deal.
She may not be asking himself for help. Because they aren't really that close. They just know each other moderately.
So he did not head to Meldenique's stationery store.
He was a little curious, but······. Nothing is as out of the blue and rude as to help when she never asked for it.
"By the way, stir····."
It was Henry's small voice that awakened Isaac from his daydream.
Henry's white hoppang-like hand pointed toward Isaac and licked his lips.
"Yes, what's going on?"
A drowsy voice mixed with gentleness.
Henry plucked up the courage to point out.
"Tower Master, you're holding the document upside down! And you put a lot of strength on it and so the paper got crumpled!"
"Strangely, my hands are tense."
He gently raised his lips, placing the torn documents down on the table.
Let's be honest.
Strangely he always cared about Meldenique. Even though he's never done that to anyone before.
'I thought it was because she was fascinating..... I'm annoyed because I'm worried.'
His languid eyes gently blinked.
Isaac loosened a few buttons on his shirt and whispered low.
"I made a mistake."
"What?"
"No. I thought I wanted to go to Meldenique, too."
Henry opened the door of my bag and took out a pencil case and a dreamy pencil.
"Wow, it's valuable! My container is all ruined and broken! Hurry up and get a new one!"
It's an excessively clean pencil case that shows how precious it was. In particular, the part where ancient languages were written was amazing.
Carat lied without salivating his mouth.
"Not a single one is broken. ······. Aah, No, it's not. That's right! We should hurry up and go!"
"Let's go!"
"That's right, Tower Master-nim. Although Henry is less skilled than me, he is showing a very clever opinion this time."
"It's not a sightseeing! I want to sleep more! But! It's valuable to me!"
Isaac smiled and nodded.
"Okay. Let's go together."
The twinkling, innocent eyes of the children all contained pure kindness.
How on earth did Meldenique receive love from these children?
Most of the wizard children here are abandoned. Like himself.
They are children with a high threshold of heart and strong vigilance, and she broke down their vigilance at once.
"Yes!"
Henry strode and climbed onto Isaac's lap.
"It's hollow."
"Huh."
"Why does Isaac call Mel Meldenique?"
"......"
Isaac, who was stunned, organized Henry's hair without answering.
He lifted Henry's small body up and put him on the desk, whispering low.
"In fact·····."
Twinkle.
Henry's eyes lit up.
I'm sure you're looking forward to it very much. I didn't mean to say anything special.
Turning around the point of thought, Isaac gently stroked Henry's hair.
"There's a more special nickname than Mel."
What he said was a grump performance. A small pet peeve at Meldenique, who has not yet granted him a nickname.
However, as soon as they heard the word special nickname, Carat and Henry finally made eye contact with each other.
Carat was almost about to collapse on the carpet, to put it bluntly.
"Don't you like it too much?"
"Hu, hook."
Carat nodded to the point where his head fell, and raised his hands in front of him as if praying.
+
"Come on, come on, Tower Master-nim! To Mel's stationery store! Let's go!"
"Okay, let's go right away."
Isaac reached out to an unusually excited Carat and briefly glanced at the dragon's eggs on the table.
