"Oh, with that said, Cleon said he wanted to petition Brother Ars. I'm saying I want to get a new surname independently of the Reed family."
"Is Creon that guy? You're the one who likes songs. It sucked amazing at first, but were you getting better and better?
"Yeah. I'm pretty good now. When I hear Cleon's song, I feel like I'm shaking my feelings from the bottom of my heart."
"You're going to change if you keep going. I really would have just made a deafening song the first time I heard him sing. So, you finally succeeded in spelling that out?
"Right. [Singing] I think I made a spell. I guess if you squeal a spell and then sing it, it feels more impressive to people than when you do nothing. Later, Brother Ars, listen to Cleon's song."
"[Singing] or... You can make magic like that."
It was when the rice varietal improvement was in a paragraph and I was cheeky with the rice I made with Kyle.
As if I suddenly remembered, Kyle talked about a man named Cleon.
Cleon is a singer-aspiring man who came to Vulcania years ago.
The first time we met was when we were among the first people who came when we gathered talent after fighting the Urks.
When it comes to that time, it might be synchronized with the painter Mosh or something.
Because of the shortage of talent in the first place I gained territory, I used the magic of Kyle's Reed family as bait to gather people from all over the world who excelled in the art.
Cleon, who was in there, performed songs in front of me and Kyle, the interviewers.
but unfortunately the song was so lousy to hear.
I thought I might wish Cleon all the best in his future endeavors and chase him back.
but apparently Cleon had money at home.
On the terms of recruiting people at that time, I was supposed to provide books for the library I made at the time, but the book Cleon had was a pretty valuable good one.
Ask Lilina, who is familiar with the book, that it is something she seldom sees, which meant that she passed it exceptionally.
Such a creon, but the desire for the song to sing seemed serious.
Then I practiced songs every day, and while I was an amateur, I taught and advised on my knowledge of abdominal breathing, vocal exercises, etc., which I only knew a little bit about.
but it was the use of magic in vocalization that was most beneficial to Cleon among them.
I have experience, too, but when I say things like that on the front porch on the battlefield, I try to gather magic in the vocal cords in my throat, and I speak out, and I go a long way.
When he heard about it, Cleon said he became aware of his magic when he sang.
In addition to proprietary research, the voice became more clear by gathering magic not only in the vocal cords but also in the abdomen to assist with abdominal breathing.
Perhaps the song technique is still to a lesser extent even after practicing.
but Cleon's singing became even hugely inspiring for what he listened to, having achieved advanced magical control of dispersing magic power in his vocal cords and abdomen.
Maybe this is a form of witchcraft.
Cleon had gained the singing power to shake his heart at an impossible level.
And one day, he complained to me like this.
He wants me to acknowledge my independence for gaining singing skills that no one else can put out.
but that's when I waited.
The singing power that Cleon gained was only a personality act called witchcraft, because that was something that would be lost if Cleon was gone.
Anyway, I suggested we spell the magic and sublime it to magic.
Actually, there are several other cases like this.
There are also several people in Barca who have come to experience magic that demonstrates strange phenomena that no one can do with magic.
but in general most people end up there.
You can't magic it and leave it for future generations.
If this is a palpable analogy, suppose that a master of martial arts has made such an attack that no one else can imitate it.
Let's assume it's a positive fist punch.
Its positive fist thrust is a personality and would be equivalent to witchcraft.
But to make that positive-fisted punch magic out of magic, you need the procedure of spelling it.
In other words, instead of just normally positive-fisting, you have to continue to do the same orbital, same powerful positive-fisting with the same form each time you crush "positive-fisting".
I would never master martial arts if I didn't know this could be spelled.
At least I've never bothered to see a master crush the name of a move every time I make a positive fist punch.
Those who are similarly unconsciously using magic to create strange phenomena also end their lives without enchanting it.
I mean, no matter how much trained magician you are, you rarely become a wizard unless you know the means to magic it.
So was Cleon for this.
He didn't even think about spelling the technique as magic because he was fully oriented towards building his singing skills.
So I suggested if I wanted to gain a new surname and become independent, how about I make that singing magic before I do it?
Cleon took this suggestion and worked stupidly.
They finally succeeded in the culture of spells after years of such a ineffective culture of spells that they just kept trying even when they said they were lousy singing.
"Okay, okay. Let Cleon be named Cleon Li Opera from now on. [Singing] I need you to receive a ritual of inheritance in the church so that it will be properly inherited by future generations."
"Thank you, Brother Ars. Cleon will be delighted."
"Fine. That's what I promised."
When I heard about Kyle, I decided to name Cleon's last name the opera.
But it was a long time.
Finally, someone has emerged who has succeeded in creating magic outside of me, Kyle, and Brother Bite.
Perhaps there is also the effect of a labyrinth nucleus called Atmosphere, which has newly emerged in the Balkans?
No, more than that, it would be a gift of Cleon's endeavors, which he worked so hard to train for years.
Thus, for the first time, a magical user of the cultural system appeared in Vulcania.