My name is Hart C. In the morning, the main body asked me to go to Professor Tier's lab. Liza is with me.

"Hmm. Surely this is some kind of magic trick. It's really delicate."

'I picked up something weird' when I got to the lab, and I show Professor Tier the mysterious needle. It was unleashed against Lyas. We don't know exactly what it is, so it's up to me to show it to the experts.

"Do you know what it is?

"Such a thin needle, you wouldn't be trying to make it without a special intent. When it becomes clear what kind of magic is applied, we can capture its intentions."

Professor Tia's glasses glow.

"Let's just analyze it. Come on, you guys."

Move the room. Usually every room is messy, but it's a messy lab with half the time.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Hart, have you ever heard of the name 'Weiss Oul'?

Answer the suddenly twitchy Liza firmly to the side.

"I first heard it in class yesterday. Like an unidentified genius researcher."

"Don't you know the details?

"Not at all."

I give it back, but I whisper, "Is this kid different..." and I do my eyes on Liza. Liza nodded small and dull.

There is no particular pursuit, and Professor Tier takes away the black cloth that was on the desk in the corner of the room.

A fifty centimetre square table with a plaid pattern appeared, like a drawing table.

When Professor Tier put the needle over it, he closed all the curtains in the room. The light on the candlestick only darkens slightly.

"Seeing how decent it is, it looks like you're new to the Appraisal Device."

"What is it?

"As the untwisted name suggests, a magic tool that appraises the magic inflicted on an object. It's an excellent way to accurately analyze attributes attributed to objects and, depending on what they are, special effects. It's more precious than Mija's Crystal."

"You used to have it"

"It's essential for the study of ancient magic. I had a hard time getting it. No, really, it was hard..."

I've done more than that. Let's not ask how it went.

"Only a very few people in the college know that eagles possess this. Don't say anything to me, okay?

Saying, put your hands on the table. Puffy and bright. I wonder if the light has been shaking for a while, and beaming light emanates from it.

On the wall, the letters collided.

"What is this?

It was a letter I had never even seen.

Liza answered first. Blur and twinkle unexpectedly.

"Ancient language...... But this..."

"That's you, Liza." It's an old language, also known as Shinto. That in itself can even be read by experts, but the letters that line up there are far from the grammar of the divine language. The expert laughs with his nose, "It's a mess of pieces."

"You can't read that."

"But there is a law. Think of characters as symbols and convert them into numeric values. Separate it according to the law and convert it into letters, and you can read the meaning."

Is it like converting machine language to program language? I don't know much about it.

"But you have a lot of information. It's complicated... Hmm..."

They're converting and reading in the brain.

That's going to take awhile, and he's blurred.

"Hey! Do you have fucking little glasses!? Are you there? Come out!

Anger echoed from afar.

"This way? You're not here. This way, then! Mm, let's see..."

Rin's voice, as I heard it somewhere, slowly approached me.

"Right here. Ah!

Burn and the door were opened.

Beautiful guy with long blonde hair, wearing a black robe. This guy with the monocular glasses is just...

"Hey, Ola. What can I do for you eagles?

"Don't skip the name. I'm Oratoria Belkham."

Yes, yes. Thank you for your help in yesterday's lecture, Gurgu.

"Oh? Was Hart Zenfis there too? Just in time. He's gonna get it."

Professor Belkham looks surprised when Liza stands up to cover me.

"As abrupt as ever, you are. Hart, do you want me to look at your talent and invite you to your own lab? No, I'm not giving it to you."

Would you stop treating me like that?

"Hmm, so much talent for ancient magic. What withered research? - Hmm? What, are you appraising? Mm-mm."

Professor Belkham looks at the line of letters displayed on the wall. He doesn't seem friendly, but he doesn't seem suspicious about the presence of the appraisal device. Did you know?

"... to [darkness], [chaos]. A curse."

"That's the leader in attribute research. I didn't know you were going to read it."

"Don't flatter me. Disgusting. But this... how ugly"

"Yeah, it invades your body with mineral poison and prevents you from healing with a cursing effect. It was clearly intended to kill. Besides, you make them suffer badly. It's a bad taste."

Professor Belkham gave a rugged look (from the beginning, yes, but more rugged) and approached the appraisal device with a large strand.

"Needle...... were you going to melt this in your body and let it go all over your body"

"Sounds like it. Now, Hart, you said you were falling, but you know who you were after?

"... come on? I don't know."

I didn't lie.

It was released by Rias, but someone might have come off after someone else. I know it's almost certain, but you can't mildly say you just targeted the prince of this country, can you?

More than that...

"Don't you have eyes on the killer?

It was Professor Belkham who answered.

"The curse itself is a tremendously advanced technique. Difficult in students. Besides, if you become one with [darkness] and [chaos], even teachers are limited -"

"The most prominent candidate is Ola. I added them to [Fire] and [Water]. It's" Advanced Four Class "Hi Quad."

"So don't skip the name! And not me."

"Wouldn't you use such a big hand? Too clean is both a good place and a bad place...... no, I knew it was a bad place. If I had the obsession to kick their ass, I wouldn't have been able to water the eagle heavily as a student."

"Damn, you were definitely the top grader. But as a researcher, I'm much better up there!

"What? If you were doing the same research, I'd think eagles would be better up there, wouldn't you?

"Grunty...... Yours! That's what I don't care about! If you know what I mean, how can you be so depressed by ancient magic?"

"Because I see modern magic ahead of me. Ancient magic is funnier, isn't it?

"Keeping your talent, you are!

Gha-ga and two noisy people. Although mainly Professor Belkham.

"Um, so what about the killer?

"Ugh, um. As I said earlier, it's hard to think of anyone who makes it as a student. Teacher... I don't even want to think that it is. I don't know who you were after at least, but if you knew what the motive was, you could get close to the killer statue..."

"There are teachers who seem to be able to skip the emotional theory and say if they can't. But it can also be considered an outside crime."

"Did he bring it to school?

It was time they shook their heads sideways.

It was Professor Belkham who opened his mouth first.

"I said, 'Who made it?' The creator and the executor could be someone else"

What do you mean?

"Besides the cursing effect, the needle also records traces (...) that would have flown this"

"From that trace, even students can read the magic that is possible. It even indicates that the student level has flown."

"Erm... you mean an awesome outside person made a curse needle and a student who received it out of school magically flew the needle at someone?

"" Exactly. ""

You're breathtaking.

"But you're full of students, right? Don't you have a clue?

The two laugh niggly at the same time. Actually, are we close?

"The subject is a [wind] attribute, but has increased secrecy with [water] and [darkness]"

"The target is squeezed into double digits at worst."

Still a lot, huh?

"Can't you squeeze more?

Both of them, also at the same time, arm in arms and roar. So, the order of speaking is the same, after all.

"I know the approximate attribute ratio..."

"It's the same thing if you look at all the subjects."

What is the attribute ratio? The one who quantified his poor at the attributes he has.

Then the story is simple.

"That, can you tell me?

The body can accurately measure the attribute ratio. It's possible with one eye, so I'll check all the students for smudges. The main body!