"The people in the city, disappear?
"Oh. They were hundreds of people."
I wonder what that means.
But from the development of this story.
"Disappearing is a bit of a story. When those who perceived the anomaly arrived on the ground, the city grew with a stuffed shell… instead, red flowers were growing all over the city"
... I have a bad feeling.
I turn to Mr. Abel, but he's leaning over and I can't read his complexion.
Never mind, Dr. Ray continued.
"They said the flowers found were the same as the city's total identifiable population."
……
Is that really happening?
People in flowers?
No, it may not be impossible if the child is Mr. Abel. Because a tarot, or maybe that's possible.
... but you shouldn't know the surrounding area.
"Wait. So it was decided that the child did it?"
"I'm not even familiar with what happened... but I don't even hear about you being innocent. Of course, I don't think anyone really thought the kid could have done anything alone."
But it could be worse, the teacher said, deepening the wrinkles between his brows.
"The old Jarvis realm was full of magic research. There was a major incident, possibly by witchcraft, centered on Zhu Eye's child in such a territory. … the Church and the Emperor accepted that it was“ the result of the interaction between evil sorcery and magic runoff, "and since then, the regulation of the study of sorcery and Zhu Eye's perception of man has been dramatically strengthened"
"So, but you've never heard of such a big case, have you?
"It seems that at the time, a similar order was issued for this case. It's such a powerful effect that I guess I wanted to prevent the younger generation from showing interest in witchcraft.... but too large to stand a door in a person's mouth. As a result, the trend towards regulation of sorcery research and fears of Zhu Eye have intensified even further, and there are now."
"Oh no..."
But normally, there's got to be something to do before you slap Magic and Zhu Eye.
Where one child and witchcraft have been treated and sealed as plays, it should not be a fundamental solution.
"Didn't they investigate the cause?
That's the question, Mr. Abel spoke slowly... in a cold voice.
"If it's the cause, I'm sure of it"
"... Abel, dear?
I glance at that cold voice and see my face.
But when I looked up and saw this one, Mr. Abel - looked like he was crying.
I'm not crying.
Even though, as usual, I stand with my spine straight out.
... as much as I was about to cry, I looked terribly sorry for it.
"I did have a magic storm that day. As a result, both the parents and the irrelevant 者 all died.... I killed him."
Hearing the words, Dr. Ray made a hard voice.
"Then you can't leave Alice here. I don't know why you're hidden from the school director, and I think it's a matter of premise that you're by the school with a lot of kids, or rather in the Imperial Capital... I care more about this guy and his students than anything else. Sorry, I won't let you come to this tower anymore"
"Dr. Ray!?
"I don't mind doing that"
"What are you talking about to Master Abel!
The two adults are relative and have a swordswallowing atmosphere.
But now I have something to say.
"Wait, wait"
"Alice, I'll talk to you later"
"No, now!
Strongly, shake off Dr. Ray's arm as he brings it in and go beside Mr. Abel.
I was going to atrophy in the training ground, but I shook all the courage I could and said it with as much chest up as I could.
"Dear Abel. Did you really make that case by yourself?
"... yes"
"Was it really a rampage?
"Oh."
"Really? … So long."
Ask what you most want to hear.
"Why did you allow me and my children to enter this tower? Did you think you wouldn't mind killing yourself for running wild?"
Dr. Ray is out of line back there.
Mr. Abel is also slightly dull.
This is how I heard it, because I was sure it was definitely different.
"It's not, is it? That can never happen. I have more pride in being involved with you now than anyone else. So I can assure you that I'm different from the rest of the world."
To make that clear, Mr. Abel's eyes were opened.
"Then there must be a different reason. What is the different reason...... how did you turn hundreds of people into flowers by yourself in the first place? How can you answer that, spells and magic formations?... If you can't answer, there must always be third-party intervention there. Even if it doesn't mean Mr. Abel wasn't 100 percent worse, wasn't there someone there, something? Or did you really use Tarot with intent, not runoff?
"No!"
Mr. Abel categorically denies the use of the tarot.
It should be. A man of mighty knowledge and power, but who, even when repressed, did not escape or attack people.
"Magic runoff is indeed a horrible phenomenon in which magic beyond one's strength is activated or reason flies and runs rampant. But being able to cast a spell that you don't know at all, or write a magic formation that you don't know, shouldn't be the same as a rampage."
……
"I had a big magic storm once, too. … that's when I was about to kill a person with a spell I probably didn't even know about."
In the first grade, Connie had a neck injury.
At that time I uttered a spell that I didn't even know would lead me to something I couldn't see.
Though it's an experience I don't really remember because it was so horrible, dreamy, and half my consciousness was flying...
Still, I only remember that "knowledge I don't know" jumped out of my mouth.
"You stopped me then, didn't you, Abel?"
"... yes"
I've been teased, but now I feel like I can ask.
Mr. Abel nods as if reluctantly.
"At that time, you told me not to because I regret it. I mean, Master Abel regrets it. That unknown spell...... I knew I should stop beating magic according to the“ knowledge ”that suddenly poured into my head. That's because that's what happened to Abel at the time of the incident."
"Hey Alice, you mean that year when Magic Run?
"That's right. It was when Dr. Ray and the school director came running to me."
While Dr. Ray is confused, he tries to sort out the story.
While I said yes, I myself remember that time.
"That's when I was furious that Connie was hurt. As a result, that happened..."
"I know that too. It was an angry outburst."
"Yes, but the content isn't just about hitting magic around you or generating ice with a spell you know… it was a very odd feeling to summon a giant piece of ice with a spell you don't know and maybe even, as if, trying to produce something out of it…"
"... hey, wait, I'm not listening"
I didn't say that.... How mildly, I can't tell a boulder.
He sounds like an idiot while he says he wants to explore the magic path, but I was afraid of that experience.
Rest assured it was a "like everyone else" rampage, I wanted to clean it up. I was afraid to scrutinize the contents.
But listening to the stories around you, the magic runoff is about "everyone goes through it once".
It's like the market that you broke out and got a few injuries or shamed.
He said there was no floating feeling that I felt, as if someone was directing me to move.
I was only expecting and feeling then, but I felt like I was about to do something nasty.
I feel that even the harm to the enemy was greatly amplified to the intent to kill.
And that, in light of Mr. Abel's example, has a clearer shape.
"As for the magical outbursts that took place in the former Jarvis territories... isn't there something Abel hasn't told anyone yet?"
Please, I want you to answer me.
I want you to tell me.
I wanted to be allowed to be with you. It was one heart. I kind of hated being pulled apart without knowing why.
For that... I want a basis on which I can persuade my surroundings. I want the truth.
So I looked up at Mr. Abel, and held his hands so that he could squeeze.
Red eyes were shaking as I looked up.
... Mr. Abel opens his mouth.
But there, a bell-like adorable voice echoed into the space.