"... so in the end you choose to work for the Magic Institute."
I took Jill with me, who seemed a little unconvinced, and went to the Magic Academy for the first time out of my mind.
Standing in front of you, Cecil, wearing a cape that I personally liked a lot, Cecil welcomed me with a sigh of sigh that seemed to subtly imagine.
When I talked to him about whether he knew, he was making a scene and Velph told me.... Well, it melted, and it's my father's daughter. Ning Lo, I doubt why you haven't worked in the Magic Institute before.
"I want to be strong."
"What are you gonna do when you're stronger?"
'Cause we're still up there.
"Don't be so upbeat, Oi"
You're not that strong in the first place.
If you seriously compete, you'll never beat your father or Jill, and Cecil, I don't know if you can beat your opponent. Cecil, you don't like battles per se, and you're reluctant to use witchcraft with strong killing abilities. Because of its idiosyncrasies, it's more powerful than people.
But you can be ruthless, you can split up and switch consciousness. I think you're amazing.
I clenched my fist for more self-defense, and Cecil gave up on stopping me, too.
You're not like Jill, Cecil, you're kind, but Cecil, your virtue lies in accepting people's choices. No, it's not like Jill's stubborn. That's... yeah, it's overprotective.
"Horn on the rabbit, Cecil, I'm your colleague from today!
"You're a junior. Ahoy."
"So is that. Yes, Mr. Cecil."
"... stop it"
Cecil, I hear your senior didn't care. Cecil, I refuse until I distort your neat face. Mr. Cecil, I think it's a good idea.
Well, seniors don't seem to like up and down relationships, so let's stop. You must be joking that I said junior or something.
Still, Cecil, it's a pleasure and a loose cheek to work with you and your father. Cecil, you laugh with satisfaction. When you look at me, you just look slightly tired.
"... you put this guy under me intentionally, this is"
"Really?
"Your educator, it's me..."
Oh, Cecil, you look tired. That's why. You think I'm gonna do something about it.
... Isn't that pretty rude? No, well, I can't say I'm dissatisfied because I can't assure you I won't.
"Well, I guess it's because it's safer than keeping it with a stranger."
"That's right..."
"If you're conscious, hold on."
What, and I was pulled on my cheek, so I replied and nodded while being ruthlessly dumb.
It's kind of you, Cecil, and I'd like you to stop stretching your cheeks, if you can. Actually, you like pulling cheeks, don't you, Cecil?
Cecil, you have a more enjoyable grin on me than I thought, holding my cheeks under the whisper of meanness. Maybe he's in the mood for revenge because he's usually being molested.
"Don't you dare come, I'll show you to work"
"That, then, the lab?
It's a new lab.
Oh, did Mr. Cardina and the others assign you to another lab?
"... one good thing?
"Yes?"
"... Jill is Liz's escort, right?
This is Cecil, who looked sideways at Jill, who was holding back a little bit from me, and then asked me to ask him a few questions.
Jill hasn't said a word. As a squire, it's the right thing to do, but there's something wrong with you at the time you disagree from the beginning.
Well Jill is a very important person who is different from his family, whether he is a squire or… what to say. I'm not like my friends, and I have something similar to what I admire.
So unless it's an official place, I don't ask for that much practice. I understand I should have to make you speak. I know you're getting slapped in the pussy for knowing your taste.
"Right. Seems a little unhappy though."
"... you guys are troublesome..."
No, Jill's just overprotective, right?
I was sitting on the couch in a room a little further away from the third lab I had visited. Because Jill just stands by, just someone I know and I wish I could sit down.
The sofa has a white coat on it's back, not a robe, and I think it sounds like some kind of scientific experiment or something.
There's a stack of books and materials on the table, and something's going to collapse a little. I guess that doesn't mean I don't like being organized...... I'll clean it up in your presence later Cecil. I don't want you to get mad at me for where I've been.
"I can't believe it, there's no hard job from the start. Appointments are being researched in the first place... and Velph didn't allow me to specialize in combat on boulders."
"You have a combat specialty or something."
"Well against demons and human gatherings. Basically, I don't have much work to do, so I encourage self-drilling."
Those guys in combat wanted Liz, but they laugh bitterly when they narrow between their shoulders, Cecil.... I guess I could have been stronger if I had gone that way, the idea seemed to have been leaked.
But it's people who don't want to hurt themselves or their opponents, who are ready to belong. Even if there's a woman like me who just wants to be strong, it'll get in the way.
"First, I need you to help me with my work for a while."
"Cecil, what do you do?
"Normally it's the development of magic props, the improvement of manners, the compilation of magic books that collect them."
"May I ask you one thing?
"What?"
"Maybe it can be done by a very limited number of people?
To be honest, Cecil, you're a sinister face.
No, because if it's a demonic prop development, most people can't improve the procedure.
I've been immersed in the library of the Enchantress House since before I got the job, and I've asked my father, but that's about you, Cecil. Because ordinary magicians don't develop or improve by just using existing sorcery.
It can go wild if it doesn't activate on top of very laborious or poorly. Now I think you were pretty awesome then, Cecil.
... I wonder why the development didn't run wild to run wild with normal sorcery.
"... well, you can do it"
"Nah, lame."
"Don't worry, I'm just asking you to come in as a support."
I'm relieved of you, Cecil, who ran out of words that nobody would let an amateur develop all of a sudden. Of course not, I was really relieved with the face I just said.
... because honestly, I'm not familiar with magic enough to develop something. I seem to have talent as a user, but I don't seem to have talent as a maker.
No, because if you can magic it, you can increase the bottom of the power, and then you can do something about it with parallel activation because you have too much magic.
Creating new sorcery means creating a new formula that produces new results. In some cases, it simply increases the power, while in others, it may be a technique that produces the result of two or more sorceries combined in one go.
To parable, let's say there was a magic trick that generated foggy objects and used them as eye-catches.
Without it, we combine water and fire magic to make water vapor and substitute it. A time lag occurs when two steps are required.
If you were able to develop magic that would reveal fog as an event in the first place, there are no disadvantages. Well, Cecil, that's what you're doing.
In my case, it can be activated in parallel, and it can be managed to some extent by fire, so that's why I substitute it over there rather than squeezing my head around and developing magic.
"I mean, Cecil, you're amazing, even now."
This is normal for me.
"Genius is wrong."
"Don't you say that."
"I wonder if that's what Master Liz can say."
"Yeah."
Something I've been keeping quiet about. I was also stuck in from Jill. You don't have to go in there by yourself.
I'm just pro-granting magic, and I don't have that much ability to handle magic otherwise. I'm sad to say it myself, though. For more magic than people, you don't like fine control because you handle more.
You two don't seem convinced of anything, but I can't give this away. You're rude to a real genius.
"... oh, there's one more thing I'd like to ask you"
"What?"
"What about this lab, the other members?
Just the three of us, there's no one else. That obviously feels close to a private room, around having a fluffy couch that looks like you brought it in or a teacup that looks expensive.
"... not here"
"Huh?"
"It's my personal lab.... bad."
... Cecil you whine with a subtly obstinate sound.
That's right, Cecil, because your abilities are recognized, you got a personal lab, didn't you? so that we can focus on research.
By no means, Cecil, did your communally disturbing temperament strike you, or was driven away and quarantined by your family, was it?
"... it's okay, I won't miss you from now on because I'm here!
"Don't treat me like I'm a pathetic person!
Rest assured, Cecil, that you have come to chop me with a little anger. It doesn't hurt, but it hurts, terrible Cecil.