I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Riding carriage journey to Wang Du, second night.

Adele and the others were in the wilderness in the meadows by the street.

It's not a rich man's trip. A person travelling in a passenger carriage does not do anything to pay the rent just to sleep.

Were the men of the passengers all gentlemen, and the carriage offered the women, and it seemed that they were going to fall asleep on the grass and sleep.

Adele was also told to sleep in the carriage, but she didn't feel comfortable sleeping in the miscellaneous fish in the narrow carriage and was getting off the carriage when she said she was going to sleep outside.

I don't care if you're a bad sleeper or a terrible snoring person.

(Oh, speaking of which, I had an exam...)

Adele remembered what her father told her.

It is inherently necessary for civilians to pass the exam if they are to be in school. Noblemen don't mind no exams.

This time, Adele was not allowed to name her family, so she would have had to take the exam if she did, but I don't know if she bothered or wasted money letting Adele go to the King's Capital for the exam, but her father said to the school director, 'Let her in without the exam because she's a daughter of nobility. However, he was forced to pass this by making an unscrupulous demand to be noble and keep his family name secret and treat him as a civilian child. Maybe he thought that Adele would pass and have no reason to kick her out of the house.

Anyway, that's why Adele, who is in touch with the civilian but has not taken the exam, is to take the exam before enrollment with the nobles who enroll without the exam as well.

Of course it's not an entrance exam, it's just a measure of strength for class classification.

If you take the exam with the nobility, don't you understand your subtle position in full? Adele thinks so, but don't the adults care around it?

I couldn't help thinking about it, so Adele decided to keep her magic practice for now.

Magic.

It was a heartwarming word.

For a nautical mile where I didn't have friends, magic was something that came out of the cartoons I watched when I was in elementary school and the games I played just a little while back in middle school and high school to breathe my studies. That's what this world actually has and can use for itself! What a heartbeat sounds like, 'Magic'!

... but I know.

Sure, some people can use magic like they used to see in cartoons. court magicians, members of the Magic Division, magicians belonging to the Mage Guild and Hunter Guild...

But I'm just a ten-year-old now. Adele's memory suggests that her magic is a crowd as a mage, and the 'crowd' of a pre-training toddler girl means that she is, in other words, very shoddy.

I can get enough fire to ignite the fire and about a cup of water out of the sink.

No, that's still amazing enough. Anyway, not having to worry about water on a journey can be a huge reduction in luggage. Of those who are far more incapable of using magic, complaining is punishable. Only this point seems a little above average ability, but Adele is not going to complain about that god.

Perhaps it became the ability to "use a little magic" as the average of "those who can't use magic" and "those who can use amazing magic".

There is a nominal genre division of fire magic and water magic in the magic of this world, but there is no such division as the magician of the fire system as the magician's system, the magician of the water system.

It is natural because the Spirit of Fire and the Spirit of Water are not presided over.

All magic is caused by nanomachines of the same type.

For this reason, it is all about whether you can infuse your will into a nanomachine and cause a phenomenon to occur as its will.

Whether will can be radiated as a wave of thought. Whether that's what nanomachines can receive and recognize. Whether the content of the will is feasible. Whether the image for the desired phenomenon is determined. And whether or not it does not conflict with the prohibition.

So the type of magic does not divide the availability of mastery, but there is a lack of mastery. It is a matter of the image of the surgeon. It will be natural for desert people to have difficulty spreading images of massive amounts of water and ice.

But in general, amazing magicians were amazing in more or less all of their magic. The same goes for the shoddy sorcerer.

The exercise of magic is only in my memory as Adele, and I haven't used it once since my memory returned. You should give it a try.

With that in mind, Adele decided to try to get the water out.

It stands out when you use fire or something at night, and in case something happens. In that regard, water would be safe. Then, I can wipe my body just fine. The route is far from the river, so the water is only loaded as potable water.

Then I wish Adele would let them out for everyone, but I didn't think of it as Adele or as a nautical mile because I didn't get along much with people.

Adele moved into the shade a little further away as she removed the towel from the bag she was taking off the carriage. Around there was a slight steep downhill in the opposite direction from where the carriage was parked.

Adele remembered when she used her magic before her memory returned, and gave her a hand and cast a spell.

"Collect the water, and come to me! Water Polo Generation! '

(Nice to meet you, Mr. Nanomachine!

Whoa, whoa!

"Ghaaaa!!"

It was not until some time after Adele was discovered by the passengers of the carriage who flew in for something.

(Weird. How could such a large amount of water...)

Adele was thinking about changing her underwear after being snugly squeezed by the passengers and finally getting comfortable wearing the rash clothes the older woman lent her.

(Sure, the spell isn't wrong. I mean, if you can get that amount of water out by mistake of a spell, that wouldn't be a mistake, but a more powerful new magic birth...

So there was a lot of magic? Your memory's back, so your magic's up?

It seems possible, but my magic power should be 'average'. I was reading and studying books, not to mention how much I never got out of the mansion before my memory returned. From that common sense of mine, it can't be enough magic that the average ten-year-old in this world can get that amount of water out. Even in the unlikely event that it was mistaken for 'median' or 'most frequent' again......)

Bad, Adele thought.

Tomorrow we will be in Wang Capital, and we will arrive at the school. I don't have time to practice anymore.

Or the next time I do it, the other passengers get mad at me.

All I had to do was investigate the cause by thought and bump into it and go for the real thing.

After noon the following day, the boarding carriage arrived safely in Wang capital, and Adele took her luggage and headed to the school. When it comes to luggage, one bag. It was light.

Ardray School, to which Prissy plans to attend, is located close to the Royal Castle, that is, in the central part of the Wang Capital, but the Eckland School, to which Adele will go, is near the north gate of the Wang Capital exterior wall, that is, at the end of the Wang Capital. The main entrance to the Wang capital is the south gate, so it is the end of the back. Differences in the positions of the two schools are shown as they are.

After quite a walk from Central Square, the end station of the boarding carriage, Adele finally arrived at Eckland School, showing her admission permit, through the gate and headed to the girls' dorm where the gatekeeper's uncle taught her.

Is it the kind dorm mother or the strict dorm warden who will take care of you? That determines the fate of three years.

... was a dormitory supervisor.

An old woman with glasses and tight eyes.

When Adele greeted me, she gave me the keys to the room after staring at me as a guillotine.

"Is that all your luggage is"

"Yes, I do..."

"What's in it?

"Changing underwear, washing utensils, writing fixtures."

"That's all?"

"Yes."

"Yes..."

The dorm warden went on to say after a while of thinking.

"If you want to work this weekend, come and tell me"

Maybe he's a good guy for it.

With that in mind, he bowed his head with a pepper, and Adele headed to his room, which he had been given.

Private room.

Is it about four tatami sizes? Beds occupy less than two tatami spaces, desks and chairs for the rest, and closets, and that's full.

It was a satisfactory room for Adele because it was a dorm for 10-13 year olds, or because it was a private room. At least it would be much more comfortable to live in than living at home as it is.

Packing was done in forty seconds.

Because I just put the washing machine on the closet, put in my replacement underwear, and put the writing fixture on my desk and it was done.

Maybe in forty seconds, you can afford to make it, even if they say so.

The admission ceremony is four days from now.

The day after tomorrow there will be a strength test with the nobility group, and three days later there will be a distribution of uniforms and teaching materials and an explanation of the entrance ceremony. It was only tomorrow that I was free.

Adele lays down all over the bed and swoops into her thoughts.

Now, I wonder what caused that water magic...