Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

By the way, the Dean has become the first Ping Fellow. It's not strange to be fired if you think about the Magic Court scandal, but he was spared because he's a genius in creating the magic. He looks like he's making magic pieces for fun.

"What do you think of this, demon boy?

"Demon boy, give me some advice."

If I did something, I'd be involved. I evacuated to Ernst's room early. Former hospital director.

"... hmm? Hey, what's up? Rosalind."

Ernst is now completely friendly.

"Ernst, please fold in. Move the place... it's serious."

"Ooh."

Ernst and I went to the dean's office, and when we got into the sound insulation junction, we got baffled. Outside the room, I discovered a man trying to eavesdrop.

"…………………… What are you doing, former Dean"

"Oh, haha...................... Mix it up, please! I feel like I'm having so much fun."

I don't know if it's fun, but it would be an interesting story for magic researchers. This former dean is a genius as a researcher. I mean, I feel like I'm looking at more tweezers than this guy's face (because when I see him, he's grounded, so I'm just looking at his head)

I thought a little bit. Well, okay?

"... he's useless. Can you swear? If you leak a little, I'll erase your memory."

"... yeah! I won't tell you! I won't tell you if I'm tortured!

Why do you seem so happy... while the former Dean joined in.

What I want to do, what I'm going to have to do for it. Ernst is to be that last piece.

Furthermore, countermeasures and follow-up in case of unforeseen circumstances. I spoke as much as I could think of.

Mr. Stout exhaled. It's white, right? Are you okay? I'm sorry, I brought you to the Dean for my... no, it's for us. You can never say no, and I'm sure you won't.

"Talk, I accept. Dear Rosalind, let me remain Dean of the Magic Court until I have fulfilled this service. I will certainly fulfill your wishes."

"Thanks"

"Rosalind, I'll work with you. It's in my interest to drill my abilities as a wizard."

"Yeah, thanks"

"Yes, yes! I'll do it! What? I'll do anything! I've decided that I want to participate in such a big project that it's going to be in magical history!

"Sounds fun… well, I'll give you detailed instructions later. You're so light, you could have the whole world dotted out."

"Yes!"

In the meantime, serious discussions are over.

"Ernst"

"What?

"Ernst's dream magic device can be built if we can do something about it."

"... sort of. Theoretically possible."

"Build it, now"

"Oops..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Yes, yes! Hope to visit!"

Sounds like fun, former Dean. Well, I don't mind. Ernst is stopped.

"Ask Ernst"

"Tour! Hope to visit! I can help you too!

"Huh? Ah... I don't mind,"

"Hi-ha-hoo! Hey, Dean, it'd be fun if you quit! More research time, and it's exciting every day."

In the meantime, I also need my brother's help, and secondly, I took my brother with me, and I came to our garden.

We have a fine Mr. Yugdrasil in our garden.

".................. Rosalind"

"Yes."

"This tree..."

"It's a nice treehouse, isn't it? There's a trampoline inside. Play with my kids later until you run out of strength."

"... it's a fine yugdrasil... this is yugdrasil, right?

"Yes, she's a good girl ~. Look, when she's happy, she blooms, too"

"Yes, yes. If you dry your throat, you'll lose your fruit."

"" Hey. ""

"Heh, heh"

The former Dean of Boulder is also making his face stick. Ernst is stopping again.

"Mr. Yugdrasil, I want to make the guy in this drawing, so I want you to divide the branches and stuff a little bit into ingredients..."

The quality drops a bit, but I was going to synthesize unwanted branches into plates. Mr. Yugdrasil cleverly picks up the drawing at its root. Roots wrapped around my wrist.

"Yiyo, Magic Chowdie"

"Oh, yes."

Send magic through your wrist. When I saw the chill, my brother was giving me magic too. Another root becomes like a swelling dome. It gave me an image, so I remembered the dimensions accurately. I think I probably shouldn't have thought of other big passenger planes. So I thought about something extra.

There were two planes made of Yugdrasil.

"Rosalind! Here!

"I'm sorry, I'm happy! Sooner or later, there's a clutter I want to make!

My brother scolded me instantly. Ernst is still stopped. The former dean is overjoyed to check the plane. In the meantime, I decided to finish the smaller one first and the bigger one later.

Then the work proceeded on a steep pitch. With the help of a potch, the fuselage was decorated in beautiful red with a feather print.

"Potch, genius painter!

"It's great, Potch!

"Eh heh heh"

Potch seems happy with our sparing Nadenade attack. But a really beautiful plane... no, a flying magic device?

Install Demon Stone with me and Ernst stretching Mithrill Alloys inside to increase tattoo and magic transfer efficiency. Have seats and interiors ready..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"Done!!

Clap your hands with Ernst. Ernst was weeping.

"You're quick to cry. I need to be able to fly."

"Oh!"

The flying magic gear seats six. Ernst in the cockpit, me in the sub, former dean in the guest seat, brother, Potch, Jend who happened to come visit Yugdrasil.

The flying magic flew slowly… the test flight ended with no problems. The test flight wasn't a problem, but if I flew near the royal castle at my best, the castle panicked… I was called in later.

Master Aldin insisted that he wanted to ride too... don't be impotent, he returned that something was difficult because it was an exam flight, and Mr. Alfiege scolded me for making various reports. Oh, it looks like you were going to report it later!

It is only a matter of a few more years before this flying magic tool becomes a leg connecting countries around the world. It is only for the record that Master Alfiej seems to have sifted around the royalties in diplomacy. I have a little sympathy for the diplomat...

And Ernst, as its developer, gets a footlight… but the person seems annoying, job-changing from a pull to an outdoorsman. Sounds like a good bad... better than a pull... huh?

They competently go well with Jend and team up to collect the material. It may be only a matter of time before you register as an adventurer and throw a party.