It's all one flower.

"Yes. [Singing] The art of school is all a ritual, and the spell is a song."

"Song Rite......"

Leno leaks a whine like a solitaire.

"Yep. The art of this school is powerful, but for that matter, it takes a tremendous amount of magic. A large number of magicians cast spells at the same time to bribe them, but if that's not enough, they're going to give [crystals] to the powerless people to participate."

Leno confirms the description of the pharmacist Awellana.

"If you're tone-deaf, you can't use it."

"Right."

Guys, unintentionally niggle.

Hearing that, Cruillo remembered.

"With that said, you've heard a lot about dancing. [Dance Sparrow (Suzume)] Faculty. It's impossible for a powerless people to do it alone, but they say they can help out with a lot of things."

"What a fountain, what art?

Leno asks intrigued.

"Well digging technique."

"Can you dig a well with a dance?

Medvege turned his voice upside down.

"We've been struggling for months, digging holes..."

"Sounds like magic is pretty tough. I saw it once, about twenty people dancing in a circle. It took me about eight hours to dig a well, and I kept dancing without a rest."

Medvege breathes in Awellana's description.

"... don't you eat without drinking?

"Yep. It's also highly moving, and I can't really imitate it."

When the lake people's pharmacist (dull) said, Medvege shook his head and laughed bitterly that neither was easy.

... Isn't that easier to dig holes with a heavy machine in Hutu?

Cruillo is not familiar with ritual magic. I thought about that unexpectedly, but I didn't put it in my mouth in front of Leno and the others.

"I just learned the magic of the song."

Amana raised her face from a textbook of arithmetic. He's tired of the calculations.

"What? Magic class in elementary school these days, is that it?

"Ugh. My teacher printed it for me during music time."

Amana said so and went back to the side of Cruello, putting out a music textbook from her bag. Spread the pinched print between and show it to your brother.

It's called "Magic Song".

What Awellana explained earlier is a little detailed in simple terms.

The spell takes the form of a song, not only in [singing "Misosazai"], but also in a few other schools, such as [blue wings].

It also said something to the effect that if you make lyrics with powerful words and sing with magic on them, they will have the effect of magic......

"What? Can you make a new spell?

Cruillo asked Amana in surprise.

My elementary school sister nods in a small way, seemingly unsure.

"The music teacher said he could do it just for a little while."

"It is. I thought the spell was set."

Awellana also said through her eyes on the print.

"It's a powerful combination of words that changes the designation of effectiveness, so you can make as many of them as you want on reason."

"What? Well, maybe you can make something new and awesome."

"Powerful language is completely different from natural language. If you're an unknowledgeable person, you use words that cancel out effects on one spell and have no effect whatsoever... Oh, my God."

To Leno's hopeful question, the [Thinking Owl] scholarly operator answered with his head shaking beside him.

"If you can do that, you have the title of mentor."

Childhood care and eye contact. Cruillo rebelled the answer in his head and shook his shoulder.

"Well, I... I don't remember a spell I've had for a long time, and I don't really understand powerful words, so it's annoying to make a new one"

"Really, Muri?

Amana says in a disappointing voice and looks up to her brother.

Cruillo smiled bitterly.

"Ah. I'm sorry. Brother, because I was skipping my magic studies. I only know a few proper spells, too. Your brother is a bad example, so when you can study, you can finally do it right."

"Uh... uh... well... yeah"

Amana leaked her dissatisfaction, but reluctantly nodded back to studying arithmetic.

Medvege leaks a sneak laugh. When Cruello and I met each other, we laughed at each other with a smile on our shoulders.