Shut-in Magician

Students of production came together because of the noise Regro made, or because Siu had wandered the flying boards many times. He comes out into the garden and looks up at Siu in a pompous manner.

We arrived fluttering in front of them and jumped to the ground. It didn't land well. Plus if you don't stabilize it at low speeds, you're going to get hurt at launch and landing.

"Well, there's still room for improvement."

I shrugged with a reluctant face, but the teachers and students made a fuss.

"Wow! Flying magic props."

"Can you do that!?

"I want to, I want to!

It was so loud that a teacher walking down the hall came to his attention.

Regro looked surprised at the other teacher for doing something about apologizing with a laugh.

They told me they wanted to try it on, but I said it was still a prototype and it was dangerous and I said no.

"Besides, this can only be used by people with wind attributes. 'Cause I tried so hard, I saved you the waste."

"Uh, yeah."

"Can't you ride without the wind attribute?"

Siu laughed bitterly because he was so sorry.

"When this is done, I'm going to make something else, but it's going to cost a lot of money."

"Oh, really?

"But if you think about it, you're going to consume a lot of demon nuclei and stones."

"Oh well. That's right. We're flying."

Everyone was disappointed to drop their shoulders.

Be pathetic,

"You can ride a prototype. I'll sell it for the right price."

When I said that, they all shone their faces.

"Yay! Then let me know if I can help you."

"We can help."

Regro came back there and held everyone back waiting.

"That being said, development costs would be stupid, wouldn't they? Once you file your papers and apply, the school will pay for your research."

"Oh, fine."

"Fine, you."

"Because I have all the ingredients. I have enough demon nuclei to sell, and I haven't had a problem with the material relationship so far."

"Well, that's fancy again."

However, if I didn't study and develop it in school, that would also be the point of my graduation assignment, and I was told that I should write a paper because it would be fine after the fact.

If anything happens, they're going to get scholarships, bounty money, etc.

Siu replied yes appropriately and went back to work.

Regro also told him around that the concentration should not be interrupted, and he went away.

Then I used my eyes full in the morning and managed to get it done.

Along the way, I called students and regros waiting for time between work, and they looked at it but seemed to make it roughly well.

All you have to do is actually get someone with wind attributes to use it.

I thought about who I knew, but I realized that it was a bad idea to know this one even though you didn't tell me.

After coming to Seeker, I found out that nobody talks to Frank about their skills as much as they do at Lois' School of Magic. That's normal, but I was used to the looseness of that school, so I'm in trouble. Occasionally, you don't know if you heard.

Even if I am spoken to on the assumption that I know my skills, I assume that it was either. Exactly, even if I remember what I know, I don't remember it until the conversation all the time.

In trouble, he rushed back to the mansion for a lunch break, and then went back to school.

In the multi-attribute surgical development class, I shrugged as I listened to Tristan.

That seemed to have fallen apart, and when it was free time, my teacher slapped me in the head with a computer.

"I was twitching like a young man who was going to be late for a date, but what's wrong with you?"

What's that metaphor, though I thought, Siu honestly apologized.

Then I explained why.

I thought Tristan might like it, but he was changing the color of his eyes.

"Ko, this is amazing! Did you make that?

"Yes. I did it until the commissioning, but I actually wanted someone else to ride it. But I wondered how to find someone with wind attributes."

The man in front of you has all the basic attributes.

I even heard about that in the first class.

Once Siu looked at Tristan with anticipation, he softly disappeared from his previous excitement and quietly turned away.

"Doctor?"

"... No, the"

Besides, it made me suspicious of my behavior.

It's like he was lying, that kind of attitude. But his status shows each attribute properly.

As Siu stared jeezily, Tristan breathed a loud sigh of relief when he realized he couldn't escape, and looked at him.

"... you're stubborn."

"Ha."

"... I have the wind attribute. But I didn't raise this myself, it's a quality from the beginning, and it doesn't mean it can be used as a skill. And I am a wizard who develops primarily."

"Yes."

"... eh, don't you get it yet? That's what kids are for. I mean, I'm an athletic vocalizer!

Doing the strange thing of yelling in a whisper, Tristan knocked his desk dangly, turning a puff at him.

Exactly what the students around me have been looking at, but there is no follow up to it.

When I saw it, Tristan's ears were red.

Thank you. It seemed very embarrassing to him.

Siu, in addition to admonishing herself not to be distracted, saw the cute figure of a teacher over fifty years of age, who was set to need a strong mental strength to bite off the bitterness.

"Uh, I'm sorry. It was a pleasure thinking about having you as a teacher."

"... No, that's okay. If you understood. Well."

Coughed up with Gohon, Tristan looked at Siu. My face is not red anymore. Exactly.

"A wind attribute would also be a lot for this classmate. The Department of Multiple Attribute Surgery is not Dade."

That's what I said, and he spoke to the students.

It was Orseus and Eul who responded.

Alondra also raised her hand, but politely declined because it was a wind she was clearly unfamiliar with exercising, and a woman named Lily, her squire, was fiercely opposed. Always a squire who feels quiet with books, but seems to be able to raise his voice to the Lord's importance. I thought you were a good man.

Orseus is from the Baron's family, but he doesn't have a squire on him, and his escort is alone. I guess that's all I'm confident I'm working out my body, and even if I cut through with it before, I've come.

"Thank you for the hard work."

That's the way he put it, he took Siu's favor with pleasure.

He understood that Eul seemed to enjoy himself.

Tristan told me that it was okay to stay out of my seat because it was also free time to study multi-attribute art ceremonies, and that he and the three of them would escort him out of the classroom.

You can't just test drive in the classroom.

Heading to the Dome Gymnasium, several small rooms were available and he decided to rent them in solidarity with the official in charge.

I had gotten a brush to say it was part of the class, so when I gave it out, he lent it to me lightly.

I tried to show him how to ride, courteously and even Siu himself.

We were both surprised, but when we got to the riding steps, we could rub a little with which one was first.

"Orceus is noble, so I'm first."

"No, because this place is being tested for courage as a nobleman"

I thought it was the kid in front of the new toy, but I listened to the two of them in silence.

Eventually.

"In the meantime, I pretended to be your squire."

"Gu."

"I was very nervous too because I was in front of a nobleman."

Apparently, it was also an occasion in front of the grand aristocracy where there had to be a squire.

"That's why you said you'd thank me."

"Yeah. So now, I'm gonna borrow it."

Eul ran out with a refreshing smile.

Until this happened, it seemed to be over with a good story that thank you was fine.

I'm sorry. I did it, it was like friendly kids and smiling at them, and I got in trouble.

In the end, Eul was to ride first.

Orseus says, "I gave it to you".

We both have level three wind attributes, so it seemed like we got the hang of it right away.

Siu was more surprised the other way around when he let it fly to the high ceiling or how fearless it was to fall.

Orseus' escort was not in a hurry, so maybe it was originally of a messy nature.

The two seemingly good motor nerves, although only the flying board had been soaked up at first, had improved considerably since anchoring their shoe tips to the fastening strings, indulging so much that they did not try to finish when they heard the bell sound at the end of the fifth time limit.