Around the end of spring, it's raining rarely.

I can't run away on a day like this, so I'm headed to school shaken up by a carriage.

By the way, Marie taught me a few things about personal wizards who keep their names in history.

What a brave man Murasaki and his people were.

Marie is also being stopped from telling anyone what she heard.

Isn't there a name in history?

The brave Murasaki has four companions, but all four are famous wizards.

According to Marie, three out of four people could also use personal magic.

1st person, Rod Nasty

The magical power rises instead of the voice turning.

The second, Itaya Barbaray

It's called a seven-color wizard, and it can use all kinds of magic, but it actually depends on the personal magic that changes the magic.

Third person, sept libre

Red dot. Recovery magic was cast with a lingering voice of childhood that did not fit the appearance of a well-marked nose and nose, saving the party crisis countless times.

Personal magic is that every time you use magic, your black hair stains a disastrous red like blood.

At the time, they often became a source of controversy as to whether it was a heavenly woman or a witch.

Fourth person, Kyoba Chrysla

Being able to use only one type of magic and the control was sweet, he was treated poorly by the king at the time, but polishing that one type could make him one of the brave. I can't use personal magic.

They were all just stories I heard for the first time.

I only knew their names because they were all famous as heroes.

Who the hell told Marie the story that we had to keep to ourselves?

Of course I'll keep it because I heard it with a promise I won't tell anyone.

After all, personal magic means that if you make the most of it, you can defeat the Demon King as well.

But is it not the same side effect that your hair turns red or your voice turns upside down?

Is there some kind of side effect to magic?

Thinking about this, I got to school without getting drunk.

"Marie, thank you. I'm coming.

"You're not going.

His face is faceless, his words are cold, but his heart is warm.

And I think.

"Hello, Mr. Carth.

"Ah, hello, Serge. Sometimes the rain is fine with the wind currents, right?

"Windstream? Not youth? What's wind currents, by the way?

"Haha. I'm not sure either. It may also be youth who want to try using words they don't understand.

"I knew you were a youth.

By the way, Curse, your maid of honor is crisp and cool, isn't she?

"Really? Maybe. Serge, your maid of honor is adorable, isn't she? How old are you?

"I'm sure he was about 18. I've been able to do your job lately.

"Oh, you're young. How's your arm?

You're worried because I'm easily drunk on carriages.

"Arms? Probably normal. More than that, Curse, you get drunk on the carriage? What a surprise. No one gets drunk in a wagon running around the city?

"Really? You don't usually get drunk?

Hmmm, did you even show off your freak here...

And don't you usually get drunk on carriages?

So what if it's a ship?

You want to fly in the sky, but you can't fly by your magic and get drunk, can you?