Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~

There are several procedures to take back the phantom beast, the walrus bird.

I decided to have Secretary Bodrey lead me to the Bureau of Magic while we had all the paperwork we needed for the process.

It seems that there are about 200 magicians in the magic bureau.

There were many magicians who were going to the region, so it seemed that about half of them worked in the building on a daily basis.

"Next, this will be a workshop for working on magic stones."

A room with a shelf on one side of the wall.

Magic stones, various magic catalysts, and metal plates are classified and stored.

The production of tools and emblems using magic stones as an energy source is also part of the work of the magician.

"It's neat and tidy, and the work seems to be progressing."

"Ha ha, thank you. Lidius will be delighted."

"Is Mr. Lidius a coat of arms?

A sorcerer specializing in the production of crests is also known as a crest artist.

It was a profession similar to that of a science researcher in the original world.

"Yeah, that's right. Very well, Lydius was a good man as a crest master. I am twice as sure about the handling of magic catalysts.... if you can, I'd like you to focus on other things..."

Secretary Bodley is smiling bitterly.

Lidius also seemed indifferent to his surroundings, as he tended to be a researcher.

Walk behind the Magic Stone Workshop while talking to Secretary Bodley.

"Ah...."

Just in the next room, Lydius was standing.

Arrange several magic stones on your desk, and it looks like they're in the middle of an experiment.

"If you talk about it, it's shadow. Lady Leticia, this is a room with measuring equipment, and Lidius, the crest artist, uses it a lot."

The Sigil is a tool that can handle magic even without being a sorcerer, as long as it has magic stones.

Convenient but precious, without proper design and assembly, magic would not have occurred.

Lidius, a crest artist, glanced at us and stared at the gauge-like cube, observing the crest inside.

Earlier, he said that he had successfully constructed a new magic ceremony.

Perhaps we are just measuring the emblem that incorporates the magic formula.

I'm sorry to interrupt your work, but I was hoping to get out of the measuring room sooner...

"Dear Retichea, you're here, so why don't you measure your magic amount?

Secretary Bodley pointed to a metal plate with crystals in the back of the room.

It's a mechanism that lets you see the amount of magic when you drain blood into the crystal.

It is a kind of emblem that is engraved with a magic ceremony that emits light according to the amount of magic.

It was the first time I had come to this country to see it for a fair price.

"Can I use it?

"Knowing the amount of magic is important to the magician. Of course, I promise not to peek at the amount of magic shown."

The magician's strength depends heavily on the amount of magic.

The amount of magic is one of the important personal information, and it is normal not to tell the exact amount of magic other than your own.

"Thank you very much. That's sweet of you to say."

The amount of magic increases or decreases to some extent depending on age.

Normally, as with physical growth, it increases until around the age of ten, and then decreases slowly with aging.

At the age of 17, it is time for my magic to increase.

Due to the effects of remembering the previous life, the magic efficiency has risen considerably, so it is difficult to understand, but the absolute amount of magic itself should be increasing.

Receiving one of Lucian's self-defense daggers, he gently slipped his sheath.

Gently press the blade against the little finger of the left hand opposite to the effective hand.

Blood seeps and mild pain runs, but I look forward to seeing the measurements of how much magic has increased.

A few months ago, when I measured it in my native kingdom of Eltoria, it was a little less than 7500 oniisama at the top.

I hope the difference with oniisama has narrowed.

Looking at the bloodthirsty crystal,

Kyakyu

"Don't be silly."

All of a sudden, a dazzling light overflowed.

Light enough to accidentally close your eyes. It was the first time I saw it.

"Dear Retichea, this is it...."

Secretary Bodley's face hardened.

Behind that gaze.

There were tingles and cracks running in the metal plate where the light subsided.

………

The awkward silence falls.

Earlier light is just an inexperienced phenomenon, but it's probably because of me.

"Master Leticia, what have you done?

"I was just going to drop a drop of blood as usual..."

Give it to me. I'll see.

Soon Mr. Lidius arrived and stared into the measuring instrument.

When lifted by hand, the abnormality is scrutinized from all directions.

"It was crystals that glowed brightly, but this is normal. Is this a surgical infrastructure problem? The crack that ran in the circuits from twenty-third to twenty-seventh was caused by distortion due to overload, or is this how it broke?"

Lidius, who opened his eyes and murmured, gently put the measuring instrument back to his desk.

I was wondering if the cause had been found.

"I see. Master Reticcia is a wonderful man."

"Eh?"

Lydia's hands swallowed up on her shoulders.

As impressed as you are, and don't let me escape.

Mr Lidius pulled himself together.

"Look at the distortion of this magic foundation, caused by the magic of Retichea, which is far beyond the limits of measurement!

"... the result of exceeding the measurement limit..."

He turned his gaze away from the approaching Lydius' face and saw a cracked measuring instrument.

There are many worrying remarks, but Mr Lidius is too close for now.

"Excuse me, could you step aside for a moment?

"I've been involved in the study of crests for more than a decade, but this is my first experience, so I realized the potential flaws of this instrument, and I thought of an improvement to the terminals that connect to the magic infrastructure --"

It seems that my voice has not been heard by Mr Lidius, who speaks out loud.

Secretary Bodrey's face pulled and I felt Lucian's sign swallowing up behind me.

"Mr. Lidius, please calm down first."

"... ah"

When she grabbed the wrist placed on her shoulder, she noticed Lidius too.

Lydius, a crest artist and researcher, was the only man with a thicker wrist than me.

Slowly lift your fingers off your shoulders as you put them on your crunchy, bony wrists.

"You don't have to get so close to me, you'll hear Lidius' voice. I also want to know about the light earlier, so let me tell you--eh?

In the middle of her words, Lidius' face approached.

You notice that your eyes are closed as you try to avoid them.

I feel unconscious and collapsed.

"Dear Retichea!

Lucien supported my body next to Lydius aggressively.

She smiled and smiled, but her eyes did not smile at Lidius.

"... sleeping...?

Lucian's gaze, too.

Lidius was resting gently and in a healthy sleep.