Magi Craft Meister

"Yeah, that's a good lab."

Jen was impressed and said a compliment.

"Oh, thank you"

Malika thanked him as he bit.

"Ji, Ji, I built this laboratory with reference to the laboratory in Penglai. … although testa, helente and direc actually supervised the site"

"... I see"

It is very similar to the Institute of Penglai Island.

"It's changed somewhat inside. There is no study for Master Jin, nor is there an old man in the basement..."

"Well, I guess so."

There's no point copying that far.

"There are several workshops inside, which are only available to technicians I have recognized."

"I see."

Malika is now one of the best in the world. A technician wearing those glasses would definitely be superior.

"When they do, are they all?

Jen asked, pointing to the descendants of Having a Follower.

"No, unfortunately, no"

I didn't go with all of them, he said. Though the direct descendants who inherited their squire, they do not seem to succeed to the skill of engineering magic.

"Besides, even if you don't have a squire, you have a good kid."

"I guess so."

Jens head to the dining room once. The location of the dining room was the same as that of the institute in Penglai.

There was a made-up golem there, which brewed us all green tea.

"Oh, this tea is delicious."

"Thank you"

When Jen praised him, the maid golem thanked him.

"This tea was picked on this island and rubbed by my hand."

Green tea picks and makes chanoki sprouts, but when left there, it starts to ferment and eventually turns into black tea.

So, as soon as you pick it, steam it with steam to stop fermentation.

Rub the leaves, which are still high in moisture, dry in hot air.

Making it even drier… is an extremely general process of producing green tea.

"Well, it's a deeply steamed tea."

"Yes, sir."

The taste varies depending on how you steam it, and the shallow, steamed tea smells good but tannic, with a light flavour.

On the other hand, deeply steamed tea tends to smell slightly weaker, but rich and less tannic.

Jen likes deep steamed tea one way or another.

"Uh, Master Jin, that's about the tea rigging..."

Malika called out in awe.

"Oh, bad, bad. Well, let's get started."

Whether we talk back in time, or caricaturally, it doesn't matter how much time we have.

In an effort to solicit hope and talk about an episode about his ancestors, Jen thought.

"Malika will decide."

Instead of Jen deciding, he shook at Malika.

"Yep. Then in chronological order Master Jin meets..."

"Wait -!

An intruder appeared where Malika tried to nominate someone.

Those who spoke...... when I saw the entrance to the dining room, a girl about ten years old stood.

"The next generation of Magic Engineer Magicraft Jazz is me!

……

Mr. and Mrs. Trihardt Suzanne held their heads in place.

"... Rubina... that kid is totally gone..."

Malika sighed, too.

They say Rubina. The child is probably drawing Beana's blood, she has red hair just like Beana and tinted eyes.

"Rubina, as always..."

Likewise, Edith Kuzma, who draws Beana's blood, made a frightened voice.

"She's a little restless and intuitive."

Trihardt says so too.

"Well, you should be fine."

To get here, Jen had to say so.

"You can't help it, kid. Now in a get-together. I'm trying to talk to your ancestors about the old days."

Suzanne, the caregiver, laughed bitterly and told him to tell.

"Oh, really? … I thought it might be a gathering to nominate the next Magic Engineer Magicraft Jazz."

"Sooner or later. By and large, the second generation of Magic Engineer Magicraft Jazz is alive, so you won't have to decide on the third generation."

"Ugh!

Rubina complained with a laugh when Edith told her.

Apparently these two are pretty close only to being old and having the same ancestors.

"If you're here, you can't help it. Here, sit down there."

"Yes."

Suzanne told me and Rubina had an empty seat...... I lowered my back across from Jen's scissors.

"Well, because of that, Rubina, ask me a question from you"

Around putting the most noisy kid first, Marika secretly thought Jen knew how to handle this kid.

"Uh, okay?... then."

Rubina glanced at Jen,

"Are you really your ancestor?

It let go of the question.

……

Silence fell on the field.

It was Reiko who broke that silence.

"Mr. Rubina, was it? This I assure you. Your father is your father."

"... yeah, you... from that outfit, Reiko... right. But, hey, there's a chance that Reiko is a fake made just like you."

"Then how can you believe I'm a real courtesan?

"Hey. Against my golem, if I win, I guess."

"Fine. Whoever they are, whatever they are, they will crush you."

'Oh, Reiko, you're mad,' Jen guessed. So,

"Reiko, on time."

And, gently stab the nail.

Reiko nodded silently.

"... are you sure it's on time?

Knowing or not the heart of such Jen, Rubina told Reiko to get on the table.

"... man, I can't help it. Ancestors, gentlemen, would you please step outside again?"

Trihardt said sorry and took his seat.

And all of them, even Jen.