The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

"But the students were so busy, they did what the instructor did! Besides, it is to His Ronald the Crown Prince and Alan the son of the Duke of Kruger family. You can't be allowed to do this!

Is this still happening? Siegfried Gramble did not even try to hide his discomfort from the head of the teacher in a depressing manner, but turned his face away.

"Hmm, it sure could be bad"

No one even speaks out against this insane statement by the head teacher because it is nothing like considering the head teacher (a fool). With very few exceptions for bees, such as the head teacher from the Kingsguard Knights, the professors here at the Academy of Magic Instruction are extremely good. Therefore, I best understand the anomaly additions and subtractions of that person named Gray.

In such a short time, amateur children taught a new kind of magic that wasn't even recognized by the Empire. Besides, if you hear a series of statements about that magic, you should be aware that Gray has the potential to make a huge difference in the very existence of magic guidance.

And most of the professors here are heads of magic schools in their territories and big cities. If you can earn it, even this Imperial Demon Instructor Knight College gains the power and power to squeeze.

In short, I guess that monster acquisition drive pull has already begun.

"As a matter of fact, shouldn't this year be a way to reduce it? As the head teacher said, in the last martial arts exam, it's true that you did something random."

"Right. If so, would you delude the fact that the magic measurements were white or silver?

"Well, it looks like you've failed many times by the time you measure it, and hey"

"But silver is white."

The young man's professor throws the material at the table, as if it were from. I can't help it. Silver is a color dyed with more than a certain amount of incalculable magic. Because there are only a few things in the world, such as those that have the power of silver and silver. It just seems like a bad joke, such as treating it as white.

"But we have to give it a full score, as stipulated."

That's what the skinhead professor affirms.

"Uh, that one chant that created eight flames, besides that they were all ethereal flames, the top flames"?

"When I heard from the instructor in charge, I wondered if he even had daydreams."

Wood spirits (stick) in a quiet conference room with someone gobbling their throat. Pale flame is the highest peak of flame technique. Beginning Emperor - The supreme magic supposedly used by the Philip Rose Archive. Assuming we can meet, we will be promised to be flamethrowers who will leave their names in the history of the Empire.

Besides, besides. In view of the rush in the internship exam, if you get a professor from Gray, you may be able to use them at this college student level as well.

"So what's the matter!? He called our magical gift from God a vulgar discipline! He'll never let you go to school like that!

"Teacher, calm down a little. So? In fact, what about Gray's grades in discipline?

As it is, it is unclear. Sieg asks Rebecca, who is still silently reading several sheets of paper to tell the story.

……

I don't answer it, I just read it unconsciously.

"Rebecca!?"

"Ah, yes. Excuse me. It's his discipline exam grades. Honestly, it's the truth that you can't score."

"What do you mean you can't put it on?

Ask the frown (mayu). Because Rebecca seldom makes such vague (ambiguous) remarks.

"History is full. You followed me carefully to the point. General common sense is, all correct answers. However, some of them will be questioning you."

"He said he doubted the pride of a traditional cavalry school!? You rude little brat!

The head teacher rises and screams. He's annoying. Can you shut up for a second?

"Those are still fine. All the statements about magic are unusual."

"An anomaly? Rebecca, you don't get the guidelines. It's not even like you. Talk more, all together."

The blonde teacher makes the most demands.

Rebecca is the best of Siege's disciples. The answer that upsets her so far. Gray, you, what the hell did you write?

"Excuse me. Um. First of all, I say no, the magic formula description questions were all different from the answers we had prepared, except for the first few questions."

"You mean misanswer? What's so unusual about it?

"There it is. It wasn't a misanswer. When officials chant the magic formula answers he describes in order to try them..."

I don't have to tell you anymore. I can guess.

"Didn't you activate the magic? Besides, there's something so powerful that it's not comparable."

"Yeah. You're right about your master. As a result of unleashing [Rock Barrett]..."

Once, cut the word, Rebecca.

"So don't waste it!

"The big rock in the training center is crushed in two."

Eye-pointing professors. Naturally. The big rocks at the training station are huge, extremely sturdy and used for magic trials. No matter how many rounds [Rock Barrett] you release, it only takes about a small scratch.

"It won't be"

"I agree. Wasn't there an occasional crack in it?

"A rocky bullet that spanned several times, while spinning, collided at high speeds, so yeah. It doesn't really seem like a coincidence to me. And the other magic is the same. No. It's hard to control, but it all shows an effect that is neither new nor overstated."

Ayamatsu, I'm getting more and more bucket stains.

"It is not worthy of consideration, such as the magic devised by the impudent. We just need to be more precise about the magic that His Majesty the First Emperor devised!

……

Once again, I am surrounded by silence. It is not that the head teacher's idea is bizarre, but rather that it may be called a common understanding of the magic of the past. Everyone here is definitely half-hearted. Even Siege, who has little to do with that walking insanity, is something that I'm not convinced of.

"Magic is what a talented magician ablates and reaches a deep unchanging chant is the mystery. You mean it wasn't?

"Become! Oh, no."

The head teacher was annoying, but no one tried to lend an ear, and Rebecca responded.

"No, it's not. There are three things he said on the last issue. They were all elusive and intriguing, but special, the next theory rocked my mind a lot."

"What's that?

I want to hear it. But if I do, everything I've believed in so far seems to be shattered, and anxiety hangs on Zuchin and my heart.

When he coughs, Rebecca starts reading some of the answers.

"It is a rare fact that unchanging magic is the final point of said, individual magic. But it would be premature to conclude with this that chanting magic is inferior.

Because chanting magic can be transformed into magic of a completely different nature by understanding a language called magic formula.

This constantly indwelling chanting magic of evolution may perhaps reach the source of knowledge of a name that says truth before science '

In part, there was an unintelligible language that would be 'science', but if 'chanting magic' had such a nature, it would be necessary to change the way we view the very existence of magic in the first place.

"I have one last report."

Rebecca's face changed. I also feel that common sense will collapse (scrap).

"Isn't that some magical consideration that His Majesty the Last Inaugural Emperor supposedly took into account?

Some magic knitted out during the Emperor of the Beginning, even referred to as the Magic King. After a long time, they become legendary magic that only names convey. In our college, it was the norm to put some magic considerations into the question.

"Yes, there was an answer to that."

More than that, everyone in this room knows what it means to Rebecca, who keeps her mouth shut.

"No way...... it was reproduced?

……

"Stupid! That's Lost Magic!?"

To Rebecca, who snorts silently, a professor of combat magic for a blonde who beats his desk and stands up.

"Don't force me to believe you too. I still can't believe I was able to activate it with this hand."

Rebecca's right hand was trembling in small pieces.

"I'm not kidding! If that's the truth, we don't have time to argue about such nonsense!

When the Professor of Combat Magic stands up, he tries to leave the room.

"Where are you not going?

"Needless to say,"

"Are you going to ask him to teach me?

"I ask the other way around, do you have any other options?

"It should be forgiven to go against such chivalry -"

Raise the thick blue muscle on your forehead and spit, while the head teacher curls and tries to stand -.

"This is not a chivalry school, but a school of magical guidance (...) chivalry. The Knight's Grandfather wants you to shut up!

This is the first time a professor has ever broken his mouth.

"If I invite boulders to my personal college to learn about lost magic (Lost Magic), rebellion throughout the empire will be inevitable."

An old professor with dark hair monologues the fact that he messes with his beard but has no such body or lid.

"Again, was that abdominal cumulation?

"Is that a big difference between you guys and me?

Professors laughing bitterly at each other.

"Are you going to disobey His Majesty's will!?"

The head teacher rises and rises sharply. Surely, if that blood-first emperor were, the heretics (Monsha) would be an option for elimination in the time of Gray.

"No, it's an indisputable fact that Gray acted arbitrarily in a martial arts exam. I'm gonna fail. Is that good enough for everyone?

Silent consent. Apparently, Zeke's intentions were conveyed with a heart attack. Except for one.

"Gum, that's good."

When the head teacher put his arms together, he sat in a chair, grown-up, as if what he had been calling was a lie.

Well, we're going to be busy. We have to do something about that kid's skinned bucket and convince him to get down. And that's the same for His Majesty and the Chancellor. In addition, we must be prepared for rebellion by the Royalists.

Yes. What the Sieges are trying to do involves difficulties that cannot be compared to admitting to passing, etc. Still, it's a wall that needs to slip through for future empires and demon-led development.

(I'll show you!

Sieg flew out of the conference room, renewing his resolve.