Shut-in Magician

A little after noon, we all went back to the ground.

Discuss the results of exploring the site outside as a flavor of off-campus learning while eating a snack.

We're going to report on what we found and deduce what kind of city it was.

In the evening we had a discussion while cleaning up in order to leave here and return to Laut Street.

"What's Siu's opinion?

Alberic asked me with the crap I found inside the church just saying it had nothing to do with cleaning it up.

Xiu answered as he conceived, moving his hands tightly.

"The city seems to have been buried in the soil, raised and wound up on every ground. Even if you look at the age of the rocks, you can't even assume that the rocks flew from another place because they are fairly old and you don't see any traces of them moving into the dark clouds. It's really good to think, literally, that every ground has been turned upside down. So, given that there was ash on top of it and even more soil on it...... it is believed that something happened first, then the volcano exploded and eventually the soil flowed by rain etc. And where it had become forest and stable over the years, the flow of groundwater had changed, gradually flooding and eventually flushing brittle ash and dirt areas. I think that's why we have that space."

"... well"

"And the age of the city is pretty old, isn't it? It could be the early days of the Augusta Empire. It could be a city that perished on a different issue from the demise of the Empire."

"Back in the early days of the Empire... I thought I was about to perish, why not?

"It's the age of rock beds. Also, the results of the evaluation of the bricks used, the differences in glass refining techniques, what I personally felt was that the sophistication of the letters was completely different."

"Lettering sophistication?

"I've read and fished a book about ancient languages, so I can discern the general age. I worked out while appraising, so I'm pretty sure. Unless you have a big con artist in your old bookstore."

"Ugh, yeah, right"

"But it must be a natural mutation that turns the city upside down by the ground. Is it a demon?

"Oh, yeah, right. Yeah, what is it?

"It could be magic, right? I don't know what kind of magic it is, but turning it upside down like a roasted egg like this is amazing or impossible."

"... yeah. I just don't think it's possible right now."

Alberik walked away from Siu with a bitter smile.

I thought what it was, but when I treated the tent beautifully, I put him in the carriage.

At the end of the day, crush the kiln and rearrange it.

"All right, done"

"Oh, I'm gonna clean up as usual! Convenient magic."

"It's a previous issue of convenience, Coors. Well, that's good. We're gonna pull it out. Everybody, get in the carriage."

I took the carriage on Gasparo's signal and went all the way back to Laut Street.

When I entered the inn, everyone was just as tired.

I feel free to take a bath or relax in the big room.

I had dinner at the inn, but someone secretly said that Siu's rice was better, etc.

"Come on, we'll wake up and leave tomorrow morning in the dark, so let's all go to bed already!

Speaking like a teacher, Alberik threw everyone into the room and went back to the room with a drink himself.

She asked because she looked excited and told me she was happy to watch the loot while drinking now.

"The teacher needs to sleep fast!

When I said it, I opened my eyes,

"Don't talk like a milt."

And it was returned.

I don't know if it would be a good morning the next morning, but I left the inn early. There was naturally no breakfast or anything because of that time, and they all took the carriage with their sleepy eyes rubbed off.

Pathetic are the escorts, but they were on horses without complaining about whether they were used to abnormal working hours. Sounds like they're just moving in alternating, but it's a tough job.

The return went well, as we crossed the Elsia River, for breakfast.

After that, he took a break and managed to arrive at school in the morning.

On the carriage, we heard about the crusade from Gasparo and Coors alternating, and because of a lot of content to tell us more about the ruins, when we arrived at school, everyone was flailing their heads.

That's where I split up with Coors and Gasparo.

The majority of the students went to the main school building because they had afternoon classes, but Milt said he was tired and went back to the dorm.

I mean, it was harder than I expected because I was keeping an eye on the free man Floran and the natural mypace Alberik. I wish I could leave him alone, but he's worried about me when I get into his eyes.

I also thought it was pathetic not to be able to do excavation work and observations, but the milt itself was probably just better because it seemed more interested in how to dive and discover it than the ruins themselves. It seemed satisfying to hear from Gasparo and Coors as well.

Each was a pleasant sleepover, but it was a forcible army, but there was no difference, and the face-to-face faces heading to this school building seemed sleepy or tired.

Siu was not particularly tired and attended afternoon classes in normal driving.

I asked Alonso, who knew about the sleepover, if he had met the Warcraft, so when I told him that there was nothing novel about it, he looked sorry.

"Wouldn't the Warcraft Demon Ecology Graduate School accommodate? I wish I could actually see it."

"Accommodation, it seems, happens once every few years, hmm"

Tell Alonso reluctantly.

"Sign up for Adventurer and get a request and you'll see the real deal!

"Siu is terrible......"

I laughed face-to-face with Ustarsh because I would cry and imitate.

"But the students at the Seeker School of Magic have a lot to offer to actively help with guild work, right?

"Uh, sort of."

Ustash nodded with an ambiguous grin.

Other students came along and mixed up in the story.

"I'll take it for once, but it's a backward supportive thing at best. I won't take a request to raise my classes in earnest. And because they don't issue guild cards, they're not motivated."

"What, you don't issue cards?

"If you're a magic school student, you can present your certificate, and you don't need to rank it up."

"Heh. Speaking of which, I was blurry to say that I needed the wizard's help, but never came to help me."

"My ear hurts."

"You're gonna make a penny, and you're gonna get some experience, so it's good."

Even so, I guess many patterned kids don't want to stick around and work that far. Regardless of other magic schools, the Seeker School of Magic has many aristocratic origins.

"Study-keen kids also say they don't want to devote their time to guild work, and they'll be the only ones who want to be adventurers in the future, going to get a job"

"Oh, my God."

"I know we should go because we want to be researchers, but we don't have the basic strength to just follow the woods in the first place."

"You're an athletic vocalizer."

"There are still mandatory subjects pulling their legs."

Ha and zero big sighs.

There, freshman Wendy raised her hand and spoke.

"I am the same basic physical education discipline as Senior Stefano. We're falling for each other."

Don't tell me.

"I'm still taking basic gymnastics, just like Senior Stefano, because Mr. Merclio can be such a flying class but he's a squire. These days, a new kid comes in and thinks he's a teacher's assistant."

Even his squire seems blessed with the good fortune of being able to enroll as the same student, but he doesn't seem to be able to take classes as he pleases. It could be a little pathetic.

"Dear Wendy, in that corner"

Merclio tried to stop her, laughing bitterly, but couldn't seem to say strongly to the Viscount Warrant. Words vanished halfway through confusion.

Wendy laughed and continued.

"If this happens, Senior Stefano and I won't compete over which passes first? Or should I take it exactly at maturity?"

She would have meant to joke, but everyone looked sick and tired of wondering if she would continue to take mandatory subjects all the time she could stay in school.

Especially if it's not an interesting subject.

"If you keep taking it at maturity, I'm fine here. Hey, Gerrinzel."

"Ve"

Stroking the capel of a goat-shaped rare beast, Stefano had a distant eye.

At the end of the class, Bartolome was speaking to the students.

"Yeah, well, I was just talking about it. Sure, going into the woods is impossible for humans of a fragile nature like us, but if you're going to study it, it's best to see the actual warcraft. I don't know, it's time to get the real thing ready for an autopsy."

Everyone was surprised, but Alonso and the others said, "Oh, that's good."

If you ask me, they've dismantled flying rabbits, flaming chickens, etc., before. I'm a graduate student of Warcraft Demon Ecology, so maybe that's what I deserved.

Exactly. The three freshmen were making their faces stick, but they just came here and seemed interested.

"Next time, let the Adventurer Guild turn the demolition, ah"

Siu and I looked each other in the eye and, ah, solidified with our voices raised. Then the eyes of Bartolome narrowed as if they had found their prey.

"... Yes, yes, I understand. I'll get it ready. You can keep him alive, right?

"Yeah. Absolutely. I guess less scratches would be better if possible!

"Okay. I'll get the whole thing and bring it."

Therefore, because of the anxiety of the students, they received the work without incurring a commission or anything.