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

"Damn! Assuming I'm part of a noble family! Why are we acting so stupid?"

Kick the ground, even as Cliff takes a bad turn on the road to his move quest.

Even after one night, Cliff didn't say a word about last night. And that's the same for Mia. The reason is I'm sure I don't know what's going on myself.

I'm surprised what could be used for this transfer to Straheim besides Dr. Syllabe, but what bothered Mia the most now is why Alan and Ronald are so hostile to Mia. At least the two of them should have been angry that Mia fell from S-class to G-class not long ago. The character of the two of us should be encouraging Mia, who usually has no more. I never thought I could turn against hostility.

"If you're unhappy, why don't you quit this G-class? I won't stop you."

Release words like Pruitt poking at Cliff like that.

"I'm here to help you move! Do you affirm such farce at this important time?!?"

"Well, I regret it, but that guy's class is clearly different from the others. First of all, have you ever learned how to continue magic?

……

Cliff bites his back teeth off critical. Cliff is also a student at the College of Demonic Knights. I'm very aware of the anomalies in that class.

"Indeed, there is no such thing as a way to continue [physical strengthening] in the textbooks of the College of Magic Instruction"

Today's magic class is about [physical strengthening] the way in which the maintenance of a certain state may be perceived. More specifically, how to continue [physical strengthening] with a single magical chant.

Of course, Mia herself used to specialize in this magic, and she had the pride that it was possible to use it for a long time, and that she was quite familiar with it. But it's the first time I've heard about how to continue the magic of [physical strengthening].

Yes. It is generally understood that the magic of [physical strengthening] is determined by the magic of the person's possession. This is why Mia was so good at this magic. Mia's magic was more out of digit than anything else, so it lasted longer for that matter.

But in today's class, Dr. Syllabe completely overshadows the common sense of those Mias.

It was possible to maintain magic by simply adding the words "magic use 1, effect continuity" to a certain position in the magic (rune) text of [physical enhancement].

Even if you just add, when chanting, you have to perform elaborate magic manipulations, as in "Magic (2) Use (3) 1 (1), Effect (5) Continuity (4)," which means that the activation itself, is extremely elusive.

At any rate, the magical effect will be maintained until the chant of "Undo (Release)" is heard.

"Isn't that it? Looks like it's on!

Theresa's bounced voice, like going to a picnic, blocks Mia and the others from thinking. At her fingertips was an old two-story brick building.

Already worn out and quite aging.

"From the guild, I hear you. You're the new American adventurers who can help us today, aren't you?

Ring the bell of the mansion and an elderly lady will come out and ask you so.

"We're..."

"That's right. This is the quest consignment form, so sign it under there when you're done."

Pruitt passes the consignment form for the quest, blocking Cliff from attempting to speak out against it.

"Yes, yes, thank you. When you're done, we'll have a special treat that's popular in Straheim."

When she receives the form and winks, the lady enters the mansion, even as she makes the call.

Thus began Mia's first quest.

"Eight, you got it?

When Teresa took on the wooden bed as if it were even a stuffed animal and looked back over her shoulder, she asked Eight.

"Ugh, yeah, somehow..."

Make him sweat like a ball on his forehead, lifting the tans, but Eight nods loudly. It's a relatively large tance. Regardless, it is not usually possible to lift it with a person's muscle strength. What Eight is activating now is the magic of [physical enhancement] that he just taught the other day. Surprisingly, Eight, in just one day, was able to activate this magic.

Sure, I seemed to practice all night last night in a magic bag for magic manipulation exercises given to me by my teachers, but the world of magic isn't sweet enough for people who have never touched magic at all to be able to activate it. The teacher was surprised, too, and the so-called Eight may be the guy called "genius" in magic.

Most importantly, "Magic Use 1, Continuing Effect" learned today seems quite elusive for Eight and has not been able to chant properly. As soon as the effect is about to expire, it seems to take the method of layering it over again.

"Again, I think. Seriously, training in magic manipulation with that magic bag is quite important, isn't it?

Soon Pruitt, who was next to Mia, whines like a solitaire.

"Mia thinks so too."

I agree. Of course, basic magical improvements such as [Fireball] would be possible if there was enough workout. However, even if we know the innovative new magic magic word (rune), as Eight does today, we cannot impart an effect without elaborate magic manipulation. Now, there is certainly no point in learning just magic no matter how much. Perhaps it is also an indication that Dr. Syllabe's magic class is unusually short.

"You guys, really, that's amazing!

The master of the mansion and a gentleman of the right width have raised their admiration to Mia and the others.

"This is the last time, old man!

When Pruitt leaves the designated table in the living room of the new building he is moving to, he reports so with a voice color that he has not bounced at any time.

"Thank you. Gentlemen, when it's over, let's make some tea."

"Whoa!"

"Yeah!

"Yes!"

"Yeah!"

"It will be a treat"

Mia and Mia went to their last job when they replied and nodded.

"Yummy!

"Yeah, my cheeks are going to swing!!"

Put the sweets served on the table resting in the living room of the large mansion into your mouth obsessively.

I have plenty of honey and yellow liquid on top of the yellow fluffy dough. When I put the block your lady cut into my mouth, the sweet, dewy taste that seemed to wander spread all over my mouth.

"You will, you will. Whatever. This is Straheim's best confectioner - [Mont Blanc] 's most popular product - because it's a hot cake."

Hot cake. A confection of a name I've never heard of before.

Everyone looks happy, loosening their faces,

"Hot Cake......"

Eight was the only strange face, staring at the confectionery without a word.

"What's wrong with you? Aren't you going to eat?

As the master of the mansion looks worried and peeks into Eight's face, he asks.

"If you don't want it, why don't I eat it?

When Pruitt next door to Eight whines so much as he prats the fork,

"Ha, I'll eat!!"

Eight in a hurry to put the hot cake in her mouth. And -.

"Delicious…"

Just squeaking to bite it off, Eight started eating hot cakes.

"It's Dr. Syllabe who runs [Montblanc], isn't it?

When the hot cake on the plate was emptied, Eight asked the master of the mansion with a strange face as if to work with fate.

"What are you talking about? No matter how insane he is, I can't believe a professor at the School of Magic Instruction is a merchant."

Cliff flaunts his shoulder and tries to deny Eight's doubts,

"That's right. Confectionery store - Mont Blanc's owner is Syrabe Sagami of the Sagami Chamber of Commerce."

Light, affirmative.

……

As opposed to the Mia and the others who have no words,

"Really? Again, that guy..."

Eight nodded a few times as if convinced.

"Dr. Syllabe made this confection? I thought you weren't the only one, but he's really doing a lot of things."

"What, you're his disciples?

"Oh, you know about the teacher, old man?

"Pruitt! That's rude!

Cliff blamed me,

"Shh, sorry."

Keep your shoulders down and drool.

"Of course, I know. I mean, there's nothing about this Straheim merchant who doesn't know him. He's the big guy driving the world economy."

……

While no one opens their mouth, the owner of the mansion begins his explanation of the teacher with obtainability.

"He makes various inventions such as watches, glass, and also holds his own force in the hand pressing pump. Anything like, in that undead case a few months ago, I got a lot of credit, and the title was awarded."

For the most part, I know it's exaggerated, but it's a place where I don't think it's the same person.

"This is one of those drinks developed by the Sagami Chamber of Commerce."

To the flashing Mias, Your Ladyship offers a cup of black drinks.

"Huh!"

Try the black liquid and accidentally get your mouth off the cup.

"Ha! That was a little too bitter for the kid. But that's what makes me sick."

"No, I understand"

Eight included it in his mouth and replied smudged.

"You guys are lucky he's a teacher. Bite it down enough."

"Look, you haven't said all that hard stuff to young people either"

"You did. Oh, boy, you're not getting old."

Your husband scratches his head crunchy.

"I still have it. Thanks a lot."

The Mia and the others resumed their meals, keeping an extra plate of hot cake brought from the back by the lady on the table.