�Me too.�But what have you been up to?�

Amy pointed to her eyes.

�I checked with red eyes.�

�Look?�what?�

�How many times do people glance at you?�

Sirone opened his mouth blankly.

Of course, self-image memory is difficult, but not impossible.�But is it necessary to do such hard work?

�What information can I get from it?�

Amy pursed her lips.

�I don�t know.�I didn�t have anything to do, so I just tried it, but there was definitely nothing special.�You�re the star of the party, so it�s natural for people to glance at you.�

�haha!�yes.�You�re not saying you know that now, are you?�

Sirone joked, but Amy didn�t laugh.

�however����I noticed one peculiar thing.�If I checked correctly, there�s a bunch of people who never looked at you once as the party went on.�

Amy pointed to the other side with her chin, as if to check for herself.�Where she turned her gaze, the wizards belonging to the magic department were gathered.

At that moment, the middle-aged wizard standing in the center of the group looked back at Sirone.�It felt like my body was frozen by the gaze that cut out my mind.

�I�m Aimar Bossun, the Minister of Magic.�

�That person����.�

Red Line Certified 4th Class Wizard.

I heard that he is a talented person who excels in many fields to the extent that there is no element he cannot handle, and he oversees overall food production in the Kingdom of Kazura.

Kazura, whose magical power is weak compared to other countries, has no official 1st class except for the president of the association.�The head of magic was also a position held by a third-class wizard in Tormia.

But even so, Sirone was not a person who could dare to evaluate.

Bosoon looked at Sirone for a long time as if to relieve the feeling of frustration.�Then he smiled and approached carrying the entire bowl of food on the table.

�hello.�My name is Aimar Bossun.�

Sirone and Amy bowed their heads in greeting.

Aside from political inclinations, he was a sky-high senior in the 4th grade of the red line.�Of course, Sirone is high in the royal castle, but respecting seniors was also a pride as a magician.

�I was impressed, the power of an archangel.�It will become a great power of the Kazura Kingdom in the future.�Of course, if Sirone-nim becomes the first prince.�

Sirone remained silent, nervous.

Even with the same provocation, it felt different from Ji-on.�It felt like every word was stabbing me like a knife.

Bossun offered food brought from the table across from him.

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