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Especially in the case of solvers, they quickly fell in love with her despite their first meeting.

If it was the normal Oliver, he would have found her interesting and would have tried to look at the magic items she wore using the Warlock eyes, but in the eyes of present Oliver, those things did not matter. Right now, his head was filled with some other thing, the Pilgaret [Gift].

No matter how much he looked at [Gift], it contained his recipe… .. Well, even if he called it his recipe, in the end, it was just a mixture of two emotions.

It was a very simple idea. Anyone who wants to do it can do it. It did not have to be his recipe.

Oliver pondered.

‘…. Still, I think the ratio and the mixing method are my methods.’

Oliver thought of his Pilgaret, and with it he thought of the people in the Joseph family, starting with Marie.

In return for teaching him how to read, Oliver taught her black magic.

By teaching, it didn’t mean he taught her big things about black magic, he merely refined her lack of basics, gave advice on some training methods, and sometimes indirectly gave her a hand when she couldn\'t properly manipulate the emotions.

It was like holding a bicycle from behind when someone tries to learn how to ride a bicycle.

It was something anyone could do.

Later, he taught others since it became his duty when he happened to take the role of temporary head of the family instead of his master, Joseph.

At first, he taught everyone one by one, but later, the number of people became so large that he left it to the Senior disciples who had excellent skills.

He knew it was not a good thing to leave his work to others. However, at the same time, it was unavoidable. Because he wanted someone to take over his role as the owner of the family as soon as possible.

Hence, as a reward for this, Oliver identified the tendencies of Senior disciples, divided them into two groups, and trained them on combat and pilgaret making, respectively.

For example, fighting for Marie who wants to become strong, and making pilgarets for Peter who wants to make a lot of money.

And the pilgaret he got from Nina was very similar to the recipe Oliver once taught them.

‘… … Then, it seems they are doing well.’

Oliver concluded his thought.

A stable supply of goods meant that the organization was also stable.

Even though he thought everyone would be fine, part of him was worried.

Looking at the Pilgaret in his hands right now, he let out a sigh of relief.

Oliver was really happy for them.

At first, everyone had a strong will to take charge of their own lives and pioneer their own lives, but at some point, that kind of emotion disappeared and they started to look up to Oliver for everything.

This was particularly the case with Marie, who, as expected, seemed to have returned to her original form when he disappeared.

There was no better news than this for Oliver.

‘I left half a year ago? Maybe a little bit more? Even though it\'s fast, I\'m so glad… .. Shall I visit them again later?’

"Excuse me."

At that moment, someone called Oliver. The person who called him stood right in front of him.

It was the girl with pink hair.

The girl leaned her torso and looked at Oliver from top to bottom.

She was the girl Oliver was commissioned to protect, Jane.

When Oliver looked around, everyone seemed to be looking this way.

Amid such an atmosphere, Oliver, who remained silent for a while, opened his mouth.

"…..Pardon?"

“You seem to be thinking about something else. What are you thinking so deeply about?”

“Um…, I’m sorry. It’s not important.”

“Then, I’m glad.”

Jane smiled and put her hand on Oliver\'s shoulder.

She was natural, and at the same time, as she put her arm on him, a subtle Magic radiated from her bracelet.

‘Um?\'

Oliver looked at the area where Jane touched, and there was no effect.

He wondered whether to ask her, but let it slide when he realized that the meeting was coming to an end.

"Then, I\'ll leave. Please take good care of me for the next two weeks."

Jane smiled softly and waved her hand.

When she left, Duncan stepped up and opened his mouth.

"She\'s the one you have to protect. As you can see, she\'s young, she\'s naive, but she\'s a good girl."

‘…. Is she naive?’

Oliver questioned Duncan’s words for a moment. Contrary to his words, she seemed smart.

"I hope you’ll cooperate well. For the next two weeks, she won\'t leave this mansion. At most, she\'ll be walking around an hour a day. In short, it will be very easy to guard."

"What\'s the point?"

“All you have to do is take turns and be on her side every day.”

At the end of Duncan’s words, a middle-aged solver questioned.

“Then, are we supposed to be on duty once every five days?”

“No, I’ll pass,” said Nina.

“Due to the nature of my abilities, I will work with the employees here to monitor the entire neighborhood.”

"Ability?"

"Uh, wouldn\'t it be quicker to show than to explain? Duncan, can I try it?"

"Yes. As you wish."

Nina started unpacking the luggage on her waist as soon as permission was granted.

The luggage was quite large, so everyone wondered what it was, and when she unpacked, a small machine gun appeared.

"This…. It’s the first time I’ve seen one since I was discharged from the military.”

However, the surprise did not end there.

As Nina put on her goggles, her body began to radiate Mana, quite a considerable amount.

"…Everyone, look out the window. See that big tree in the distance?"

“Oh, I see.”

“I hope everyone is watching.”

She clicked her tongue and picked up her machine gun. Then she took her shooting stance towards the wall, and she immediately began to fire by pouring the mana into the gun.

An amazing sight unfolded.

A purple magic circle spread out in front of the machine gun\'s muzzle, and the same magic circle was spread out outside the window.

"fire."

Do-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-

A huge gunshot rang out in the room, and a large number of magic bullets flew through the magic circle and hit the tree outside.

Surprisingly, it was quite powerful, and in just a few seconds it ate half of the tree trunk and knocked it down.

Everyone could not help but marvel at the powerful firepower in front of them, and at the same time, the middle-aged solver said.

"It\'s a real Magic gun. Are you a Magic User?"

"Yes. Does everyone understand why I want to pass it?"

Everyone nodded, and so was Oliver.

If you use a weapon like that, it would be more effective to just work alone than to protect the target.

While Oliver wondered how they made such a weapon, the middle-aged solver muttered as if he knew well about it.

"This is the latest SB-series product created by Magic Tower’s House of Space Magic and Browning Inc. jointly. Weapons that can be used by Magic Users are not suitable for mass production, so they must all be produced in small batches.

“I got my paycheck.”

“Didn’t you say your salary is low?”

Oliver, who had been listening quietly, asked.

There was an awkward silence for a moment, and then, Nina spoke with her characteristic cheerful smile.

"I\'ve been collecting bonuses like crazy."

"Um….. I see."

"Hey, are you picking a fight with me? Where is my Pilgaret that I gave you before?"

Nina seemed to be asking half-jokingly, but Oliver saw a glimpse of subtle swaying emotion beneath it.

It was the emotion of anger that appears when one touches a sensitive area.

As Oliver was about to apologize in haste, a clap sound was heard.

It was Duncan.

"Let\'s start with the job first. I will divide the roles according to each of your characteristics, so please follow them. First…"

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After that, the roles were divided.

Even if it was divided, there was nothing particularly complicated about it.

Normally, Duncan and Edith Rock\'s employees and Nina were in charge of the security around the mansion.

Druid Scott, Magic fighter Russell, Veteran solver Godry, and Warlock Oliver, four of them had to take turns with the other employees to protect Jane\'s vicinity in pairs.

In the meantime, the off-duty solvers only had to take a break and prepare to move if they had to.

At a glance, it looked tight, but it was not.

The place to rest was inside the mansion, and it was very comfortable because the employees working in the mansion gave maximum convenience.

A newspaper was provided on request, which allowed Oliver to spend time reading the newspaper and the Pater scriptures he received from Joanna without having to work from the first day.

In fact, the newspaper was more interesting than Oliver expected, but the scriptures were still difficult to understand.

There were many things he thought he should ask Joanna when he met her later.

“It’s strange… that you read scriptures.”

While Oliver was concentrating on reading the scriptures, someone approached him and said,

When Oliver looked in front of him, it was Jane, who wore different outfits every day.

The clothes she wore today were ones that showed more skin.

At a glance, she looked like the girls who worked in Angel\'s house where Oliver went following Coco.

Oliver wondered whether she was wearing it because of the climate or for another purpose.

Soon, Jane, who read Oliver’s gaze, turned around her body with her arms outstretched.

She looked like a girl who was on a picnic at Landa Park which Oliver visited in the past, at least on the surface.

“Huh-uh. How is it? Are my clothes pretty?”

“Um…. I don’t know."

"Oh, did it not suit me? I bought it with a lot of care…"

Jane pouted her lips, pretending to be cute, but Oliver only responded as usual.

“No, I really don’t know how good one looks in clothes, I’ve never studied about it.”

“… .Aw. Is that so? Well then, I\'m glad. But as a gentleman when a woman asks a question like this you should say she\'s pretty."

"Amazing. Ms.Coco said the same thing… Do you know Ms.Coco?"

"Well, I just… happened to know… Can you tell me why you’re reading the scriptures? It\'s a little strange that a warlock reads scriptures."

Jane smiled softly like a child and brought her face closer.

She looked really naive, and her acting skills were very good, although Oliver did not know why she was acting.

Oliver looked behind her back and asked.

“What happened to the bodyguards?”

"Oh? It was so frustrating, so I asked them to leave me alone for a while. You don\'t have to worry because they\'re nearby. By the way, are you not going to answer my question?

Jane smiled tenaciously, even though her emotions were different, but Oliver responded graciously, feeling that she was essentially the same as Edith Rock.

“I was reading it because it was a gift.”

“A gift? Hmm…Is it from a woman?”

Oliver thought for a moment.

“Uh… yes. It’s from a woman.”

"Oh! Really?… Hmm, is it your Lover?"

"Lover? No, she’s my benefactor."

"Oh, okay? What did she do for you to be thankful for?"

Jane pretended to be interested, took a chair near her, and sat down next to Oliver, very close.

“Um… she’s the one who gave me advice for which I’m grateful for.”

“What advice?”

“Um….It’s a little difficult to tell.”

"Oh, sorry. Then, can you tell me why you read so many newspapers? It\'s the first time I\'ve ever seen a warlock read this much."

Jane put her hand on Oliver\'s hand with those words.

It was soft and warm. It did not have any other effect on Oliver.

“I was reading because I lacked basic common sense. Ms. Coco told me to read one.”

"Lack of common sense? Well, they do say some warlocks stay underground or in caves."

"But, Ms. Jane seems to know a lot."

“Yes? Ah…. I was educated on my own from a young age and I was able to pick up things from listening to a lot of people talk. After I met my father, I received professional training. Ah…! Can I help you?”

"What?"

“If you read the newspaper and find something you don’t understand or find difficult, I’ll teach you. How about it?”

At an unexpected offer, Oliver answered.

“Thanks for the suggestion, but is it okay?”

"Well, I\'m bored too. I\'m also grateful to those who protect me. And above all else."

"…?"

“You’re my type.”

Jane whispered as she leaned close to Oliver’s face as if whispering in his ear.

The smell of perfume filled with magical powers spread near Oliver’s nose.

(To be Continued)