My name is Hart C. I came with Ilis to an old western hall in the corner of the school grounds.
I didn't want to come here again, but I can't help it because it's to complete an early school leaving mission.
When you enter your room and tell them that you two would like to belong to Professor Tia.
"Right...... You finally conveyed the eagle's enthusiasm..."
"Good for you, Dr. Luceiyannel"
"Yeah, yeah, Mr. Polkos. Now the lab can survive until they graduate. Never let them get away with it!
"Well, as far as I'm concerned, you'd better disappear."
"Did I say something, Mr. Polkos!
"Hih, no. Whatever..."
Uncle Khan, you're so sorry. Sounds like you got a lot going on, too, but you're gonna have to be patient for a while.
"So why don't we have a welcome party? I guess you decided on a class, too, huh? Then the orientation period has nothing more to do."
Then I'd like to go home already?
My arm gets pounded.
"Thanks again, Hart. I never thought you'd be so welcome."
Not at all thanks to me.
"Come on, let's treat the eagle to a delicious dish today, more than on his arm. Look, Hart, you don't look disgusting there. It looks like this and I'm good at cooking. Creative food!
A creative dish that boasts cooking. I only have a bad feeling.
"Then, Mr. Polkos, will you make me some tea? The tea leaves... were left in the lab?
Why did you come to such a place, and to my surprise, Uncle Khan left the room with a convinced face.
I'm not going to be released for a while, and I can't relax in your decent room, but I can't help it. That's when I gave up and sat on the couch rolling books and stuff.
"Ugh!?"
The screams of Uncle Khan Porkos echoed.
"Is something wrong? Let's go."
I had no interest at all, but Illis pulled me out and I had no choice but to go out into the hallway and jump into the poking room.
There...
"This... isn't your son"
Some Schneidal who was tangled up with me and Iris was falling down with his white eyes peeled off. I'm restrained in the back hand. Before him, Mr. Polkos had lost his hips.
What a real mystery.
Who murdered him?
"Mr. Polkos, what's wrong with shouting - oh? Oh, I forgot. Speaking of which, he was there."
Oh, my God. I didn't know Dr. Chibi Glasses was the killer. And he confessed without evil.
"This is the decision to destroy this lab."
Murder is a felony in this world as well. Besides, the other party is the Marquis. Extreme sentencing is inevitable for whatever reason, I think.
"Wait, wait. Is there any misunderstanding? He's just passed out."
Oh, yeah.
"Visit me last night all of a sudden. He asked me to look into it because I've been subjected to strange magic. It seems I considered it ancient magic because it's magic not in his knowledge. So, if you've been doing a lot of research, do your best near dawn. Of course he's not a weasel, but..."
You didn't screw up your candidacy, did you, Your Highness?
"Yeah, just fine. So let's use him as a lecture on ancient magic."
Professor Tia approached Schneidal with pleasure.
"Mr. Iris. Oh, Hart, let me imitate you and call you this. Come here and touch his right shoulder."
Knowing that was where he was injured, Iris reluctantly put his hands close.
"Hmm? Is this... is something hard on it?
"Can you see that?
"No. The feel is clear, but I haven't been able to see it. I feel that there is something, but the boundaries are blurred."
"Oh, that's still amazing. It's refreshing for eagles. It's completely colorless and transparent. Did it feel touched and was it a cylinder about two centimeters thick? I guess I should say disc because the diameter is bigger. I have the same thing on my back."
Professor Tier took the pen out of his pocket.
"Well, here's the funny part. If you do this…"
I moved the pen closer to the disc-shaped junction and stabbed it on my shoulder. Bikun and Schneidal's body bounce.
"I've passed a transparent disc. After all we've tried, apparently anything but organisms will do just fine."
Well, it gets in the way with bandages and clothes. That's how I set the main unit.
"Hart, do you know what this is?
"I don't know."
I have to fall in love here.
"What about you, Iris?
Thinking for a while with a tense face, Iris vomited the word pompous.
"No way, creative magic......? No, you fixed it with special conditioning on certain areas."
"That's a written exam. Top of the line isn't Dada. Yes, in ancient magic, the existence of 'magic that immobilizes the realm' is described in the literature. It's impossible with modern magic."
Well, but Professor Tier went on to say shocking words in a casual tone.
"In short, this is the juncture (...)"
"What?"
The voice of surprise belongs to Illis. But I was surprised, too. Hey, are you okay? Main unit: Me. Suddenly they spotted us.
"What makes ancient magic so different from modern magic? Mr. Hart."
"It means the magic of a long time ago."
Don't sigh at me. Illis, prompted by his eyes, answers.
"I'm not tied to attributes. It's called attributeless magic."
"Your Answer"
Well, I knew. That's why I'm studying it, pretending to be my body against my fathers. I have to pretend I'm falling, so don't answer me seriously. Really?
"Junction magic is also unattributed magic. Even so, researchers dominate what appears to be a flash from modern magic (...). But the latest research -- well, the eagle advocates that junction magic is more natural than ancient magic."
"But in that idea, can't you say that the magic that in the past made Lumpy Extreme has now become basic auxiliary magic?
"A whole system, I thought you said? Our modern wizards can only use ancient magic with a degree of assistance."
Ho. What do you mean, what I use was ancient magic, not junctional magic? It's not me, it's me. It's me.
"Amazingly, a day and a half has passed since this magic was applied"
"Stupid. Even junctional magic needs magic to maintain it. If the surgeon isn't on his side, he won't be able to keep it for half a day."
"You mustn't apply modern magic common sense to ancient magic. I'll show it to you later, but there were a few statements in the literature that I could deduce do not require magic to maintain. I can tell you that I noticed because I'm a weasel."
"Anyway," continued Professor Tia on Doya's face.
"Anyway, it's the magic that the monsters in the myth class used. Granfeld the Great Sage is also a bright blue bunch of people. It looks like it could be used in modern times... right, it would be like a demon king who is said to have reached 100 magic levels. If only you knew ancient magic."
……
"But unfortunately, the Demon King is no longer in the world. I hate flashing princesses, but I think I've beaten them a lot. If the Demon King cared about it, he would have ashed it in an instant or so."
"... there are limits to the power of the People excel as' herds'. So the Demon King was defeated."
"Sounds like something. From what I've heard, I just think the Demon King was either greatly alarmed or intent on losing from the edge"
……
"Oops. Was there a son of a member of the Demon King's Crusade?"
Hmm? Oh, you mean me. But your father wasn't fighting the Demon King directly because he was a Yang Dynamic Squad, was he? Probably.
But from what I'm talking about, it's hard to think of ancient magic as what I use.
Because the magic level has to be half as high, right? I'm a Magic Level 2 Miscellaneous. That was definitely true even for measurements that could be displayed in three digits.
But the story itself is interesting.
My junction magic seems to be close to ancient magic. Then stick with ancient magic and you'll be able to apply a lot.
It might not be a bad idea to welcome Professor Tier to the castle if the lab crumbles.
Let's record that in the brain and take it over to the main body, Me.
"You've derailed the story. It is very likely that it was ancient magic that was put on the trail of the Hafen family in all cases. If so, I'd be curious. Who the hell used this magic?"
Professor Tier stabbed his sharp gaze at Illis.
"... not me. You can't use such advanced magic on me."
"Hmm. I don't think I'm in love with you. But I don't suppose you don't have any idea, do you?
"That's... I can't tell you. Because I promised to 'shut up' with him..."
You sound like you said you knew. Look, Professor Tia, you look happy.
"" Him, "right. I see. You seem serious around here, so is it cruel to ask any more? Well, I guess I'll have to ask those who know."
You look like you're sincerely happy and you twirl the pen in your hand,
Zaku.
"Gi-ha-ha!"
"Doctor, what are you doing? Ooh!?"
A pen pierced Schneidal's right shoulder and Mr. Polkos panicked all the way down.
What am I supposed to say, just to pick up the Marquis?
"Why didn't you say 'who'? Come on, it's the limit of patience. You know the person who was called. Come on, spit it out."
But I didn't stop talking to your son? I wonder how it went.
Anyway.
"You're fainting again, aren't you?
Poor Schneidal screamed, then blew a bubble and fell -.