Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

“Okay.” Yevli nodded and turned to leave.

Elena watched Yefrit's retreating figure with curiosity in her eyes—this gentleman had actually received a letter from that lady; she wondered what was written in the letter and what their relationship was.

However, Elena shook her head and put the matter aside—investigating the contents of the letter or the guest's social interactions were absolutely forbidden. Curiosity was acceptable, human nature, but one could not do anything against the rules.

Elena sat down and continued eating snacks and reading her novel, quickly putting the matter out of her mind.

Yefried returned to her room with the letter.

The envelope bore the name Sidrina Shirashi.

He opened the envelope; inside were a few words.

Sidrina explained her condition, saying it was nothing serious and that Yefrit shouldn't worry. She then wrote down her hospital and bed number, explaining that she would need to stay for observation for a few days. She added that if Yefrit had time, he hoped to visit her, as she was eager to see more magic shows.

After reading the letter, Yevlit stuffed it back into the envelope and set it aside.

It's a trivial matter, no need to take it too seriously.

Yefried took a bath, and since she wasn't sleepy yet, she took out a book, leaned back in her chair, and began to read.

The next day, around mid-morning.

Yefried bought some fruit and a bouquet of flowers—flowers whose worldly meaning is blessing for health.

Then he went to the hospital.

The guards stopped him, but after he answered when asked his name, they let him pass.

“That’s strange,” said the guard on the left of the door. “Miss Sidrina, when did you start having relationships with men?”

The guard on the right of the door said, "After all, he is of this age. Although this gentleman looks ordinary, judging from his behavior, he should be a nobleman."

“So young, he’s probably inherited his position,” the left guard said.

“A mere hereditary nobleman wouldn’t be enough to win Miss’s favor; he must possess exceptional qualities,” the guard on the right said.

"Not necessarily. I read in the newspaper before that a noblewoman married a gardener."

"Alright." A guard came over and said, "In this line of work, if you want to keep your job, don't gossip and speak less."

The two guards immediately shut their mouths, their expressions serious.

Go through the long corridor.

The two beautiful maids smiled at Yefritte, then opened the door and gestured for her to enter.

Yefried thought to himself: He was also a hereditary nobleman, but his family had fallen on hard times in the previous generations. He had never experienced such treatment before. In fact, in most novels, even the most down-on-his-luck young master would at least have a loyal old butler or a maid.

Um.

You can try it out here.

While she was lost in thought, Yefried had already entered the house.

In the middle of the snow-white bed, Sidrina lay half-reclined, holding a book in her hands.

“Hey, Mr. Yefrit, good morning,” Sidrina said warmly.

"How are you feeling?" Yefrit handed the things she was carrying to the maid.

“I’m fine, nothing’s wrong. I could have been discharged, but Dad insisted that I stay in the hospital for further observation,” Sidrina said. Seeing the maid carrying things and about to leave, she quickly called out, “Wait, bring all the things over here.”

"Miss, it hasn't been checked yet." The maid hesitated.

Yefrit was an outsider to them, and they didn't necessarily trust him much. In fact, for the sake of the nobles' safety, anything that was to be put into their mouths had to be inspected.

“Okay,” Sidrina said. “Bring it over as soon as it’s tested.” She then looked at Yefrit and said apologetically, “This process has to be done, otherwise my father will make things difficult for them.”

“I understand.” Yevlit smiled. “My family is the same way.”

Sidrina laughed and said, "Thank you very much, sir. I'm sorry my willfulness has caused you trouble."

“As a magician, it is a great pleasure to perform for such a loyal audience.” Yefried removed his hat and bowed.

“…” Sidrina couldn’t help but smile.

“Then let’s get started quickly,” Sidrina said impatiently.

"it is good."

Yefried didn't actually know many magic tricks.

Honestly

He's hardly a professional.

Compared to a real magician, or even his father Francesca, he is far from professional.

Because he has an invisible assistant named Miko, plus magic.

Therefore, his magic tricks are often very unbelievable. He can casually pull out all sorts of things from a card. They look very simple, but they are extremely magical. People often mistake him for a top magician.

But in fact

Yefried knew some simple magic tricks, but he didn't carry any magic props with him.

in short--

Not cool enough.

However, Sidrina watched it with great focus and found it very exciting.

Given her limited perspective, she shouldn't be so shocked by such magic.

But the focus is on people, not technology.

Compared to some useless nobles, Yefrit's serious gaze, confident smile, and dashing movements when performing magic are far more attractive than the magic itself.

After the items were inspected, the maid returned carrying fruit and flowers.

“Mr. Yefrit, you’ve worked so hard, please take a rest,” Sidrina said, taking the opportunity to add, “Sir, what would you like to drink? And what kind of snacks would you like?”

“Either is fine,” Yefrit said.

“Okay.” Sidrina gave the instructions, then waved her hand.

The maid came over carrying a table, a vase, water, and some tools.

“These flowers are beautiful and smell wonderful,” Sidrina said.

“I’m glad you’re satisfied,” Yefrit replied.

Sidrina was very skilled at flower arranging, and she quickly arranged all the flowers Yefrit had given her in vases, creating a very pleasing and harmonious arrangement.

After placing the vase by the bedside, Sidrina picked up an orange, refused the maid's offer, and peeled it herself.

"Mr. Yefried must have had many interesting experiences traveling the continent. Could you share them with me?"

"of course."

Yefrit was not without information about this world. Obviously, this kind of topic usually refers to people and events, not scenery. He knew a lot about them, and all sorts of interesting, amazing, and outrageous things. With his excellent speaking skills, he shocked Sidrina into exclaiming repeatedly.

It was noon soon.

Sidrina wanted to invite Yefrit to stay for dinner.

But he refused.

Seeing this, Sidrina waved her hand, and the maid handed Yefrit an invitation.

Sidrina said, "Next week is my birthday party, and I sincerely invite you to attend."

“Okay.” Yefrit accepted the invitation.

"Great!" Sidrina finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. She had made dumplings specifically for this bottle of vinegar.

Saying goodbye to Sidrina.

Yefrit bought some more things, including the music from this world that Laxus wanted.

Then he returned to the camp and ate with everyone.

Time flies by.

The day the thief was executed.

Many curious onlookers went to watch.

Yefried did not go.

Commander Barry's wish will be in vain, because Isa Isa cannot enter the city without his permission.

But Jinghua, on the other hand, would most likely choose this time to slip away unnoticed.

So Yefried arrived early at the outside of that noble mansion, found a coffee shop, sat down, picked up a newspaper, and waited while reading.

"Master, she's out," Asa reported.

Yefrit looked up and saw a beautiful girl dressed as a maid walking out of an alley.

It seems she has successfully escaped from the house.

Yevlit put down her newspaper, got up, and went over.

The girl was still on guard; she was seen crouching in a corner, looking out at the street.

Yefried suddenly had a wicked idea. He quietly followed her and came up behind the girl.

The girl's skirt billowed slightly, and Yefrit reached up through it, grabbing her tail with remarkable precision.

"Wow--"

The girl let out a cute cry, turned around, and saw a stranger. Startled, she immediately punched him.

Yefried dodged to the side and pulled her away with his hand.

"Ooh—" The girl let out a mournful cry, her legs went weak and she almost knelt down. Within two or three seconds, her face turned red, whether from shame or anger, it was hard to tell.

"Who are you? What do you want?!" The girl was filled with grief and anger, and also terrified. The other party had grabbed her tail, and her identity as a demon had been exposed!

Yefrit said, "Isa Isa."

The girl was stunned when she heard the name.

“She asked me to come and save you,” Yevlit said.

"I don't need it!" the girl said haughtily. If Isha was asking this man to save her, he must have promised something; she didn't want her best friend to be bullied!