The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

"Oh, I... show the magic of being able to eat fish at any time... mas!

Unlistenable magic led the auditorium to Russia.

The auditorium of the school building, which is the venue for presentations, is usually the place for all students to lecture and debate. The semi-circular space, about forty mertes wide, is built like an old church with high ceilings, and the dark stone walls are lit with crystal lamps.

On a wooden platform set high, I sit as a guest, along with the principal and the head of the Magic Corps.

Attention was drawn simultaneously to the announcement of magic with the intent of the Methanostat High School of Magic, and the representative of the neighboring Marinoserese School of Magic - Mas Nosquez - in partnership with its sister school.

He's a facial student with an outlaw feel, like some pointy knife, wearing a uniform like a red long coat. The years are probably about one or two above Iola and Riola, but I don't like it if they flaunt me even a little bit.

He glanced at the venue with a sharp eye and intimidated it. And I took a large raw (...) fish out of the bag I brought in by the way. Probably an adult fish of cuttlefish or something from the size of an 80 cm merte.

"Ho...?

"Mmm?"

A childlike curiosity surfaced in the face of Apras A. Jill, principal and Barricellius, head of the Metanostadt Magic Corps.

Turning his gaze toward his seat, he's getting a little tired of looking serious Riola and Plum, and a busy looking Hemperoza sitting back and forth as he arms around.

"Pram, we're almost there, so be patient."

"Yes, sir."

A whispered reply arrives through the crystal pendant. At first, it's great to be able to sit properly just taking classes in the school building.

The boys students sitting around look at the occasional flickering of a threesome of girls, arguably out of place. Looks like you're mainly looking for Riola.

"Sage Grecas, fish...... right?

Metius whispers in his ear.

"Ah. Apparently. Let's see what happens."

"Yes."

Metius sits down on my shoulder. It was the same for old Barricellius to look at this one with a lusty face. Apparently this one is interested in poor fairy Metius.

Regardless, I won't let my precious Metius touch a finger.

Return your gaze to the students on the stage again.

The fish taken out by Mas Nosquez was raw, it also had a fresh luster like freshly taken in the sea. Everyone has their necks tied uniformly.

"Didn't you put it in a barrel of water and bring it alive?

"No, that must have been frozen by ice magic."

"Silly, how much magic does it take to keep the ice out of marinoserese?"

The students verbally state their thoughts and deduce from each other. Apparently, the questionable thing is the attitude of learning to pursue.

"Solemnly! Um, Mr. Mas Nosquez, make an announcement..."

A blue-haired girl called for a hourglass pattern instead of a microphone as she fixed her uneven tongari hat. In the auditorium, which in an instant returned to town, the Red Uniform Wizard resumed the announcement with a slight movement of caught eyebrows.

"My, no... the magic that I've thought about in all of Marino Serese is how we can get everyone in Metanostadt to eat a lot of fresh fish that we can take, Mass. This fish is actually the one who dried it with a certain magic (...) and put it back with water just now, Mass."

There was nothing to laugh at uniquely blunt, but I couldn't believe the word that I let it dry.

"Um? I dried it and put it back in water again......?

"Yes, Mass."

In short response, another, now fruit, was removed from the bag, a fruit like the yellow papaya of the South, which was about fifteen centimeters merte.

Then Mas Nosquez closed his eyes and began to inspire magic.

- Vun! A magic formation rises on the surrounding floor with a light vibrating sound, and the blue and white light converges and goes. The light eventually gathered at one point, enveloping the fruit in his hand.

Located in the front of the auditorium, on a platform about 20 merte wide and 5 merte deep, there are three decorated splendid chairs with me and two old wizards sitting on them.

At its front, there is a serious demonstration of a young wizard from Marinoserese.

The seats in the auditorium, where 300 people would be able to sit, were full, but quiet as they hit the water.

It conveyed a serious attempt to discern magical properties more than just about everyone is a wizard, or its eggs.

And a minute or so passed in that state. When the light went out, its hands were gripped with dried fruit.

They shrink to about a fifth in size and are tea-dried fruits full of wrinkles.

"This is the 'magic drying' state that was instantly dried with 'moisture removing magic', Mass."

"- Dude, is that just the magic of dry goods manufacturing (...)?

"Kuku. It's country magic."

Two upperclassy male students sat in the front row making fun of each other. A dot of laughter boiled down in that voice.

But Mas Nosquez doesn't change one complexion, his face that even his reaction is almost as expected, cuts the corner of his mouth! and hoisted. Open white eyes, and mouths caught like demons...

That seemed like a "smile".

"Hih!?

"Hey!?

The two students who were tearing up were clearly upset when they saw its shape and began to dazzle with weird sweats. I wondered if he even let the demonic eye or some kind of magic radiation bathe him, but what was directed at him was just a smile.

"Now put this in the water, Mass"

A small barrel with water was carried on the altar. And add the magically dried (...) treated fruit, just a few dozen seconds.

That was the "magic," back to the original fresh fruit. It was so dry that I didn't even feel fine dust such as the damage I put back with water.

- Ooh!

- Awesome!

Surprising voices rise from the students. Sure is plain but awesome. I like magic like that, too.

"That's it. Now I hope you can eat some delicious fish or fruit from Marino Serese, Mass.... Thank you for listening, Mass."

When I said that briefly, I thanked him for the pepper and turned my heel back.

"hey... what, just dry it back... does that make sense!?

"Yes, it's magic. It's magic."

Say it out loud so that the two students just now can hear it deliberately.

Blurring and questions spreading like waves. Mas Nosquez stopped his leg. I wonder if I should say something on the side of my lips as if they were biting me slightly.

But then...

"Excellent! Indeed......! Excellent research on marinoserese is not superior.... don't you think? Sage Grecas."

The principal, Apras A. Jill, rocked a wizard's robe like a coat of law and gave a serene voice. The auditorium silenced in an instant to a quiet but powerful voice.

- Oh, man, Apras, you're a bad old man, too.

I mean, the ball was thrown at me. About the magic, meaning (...) and role (...) used by powerful wizards coming from the magic school building of Marinocerese.

It's being tested.

Now I will.

The gaze of that expectation turns to me at the same time. In the words of a "wise man" who doesn't look as old as his students.

This gaze is something I remember from the world I was in before.

A cruel and unforgiving gaze that explores whether there are gaps between interest, curiosity and. People live, quietly and cleverly hiding such sharp things above others, before others.

It creeps through deep parts of my mind like an eye ray.

I sat in my chair and drank.

Tsk, sweat tells me.

That may have been only for about five seconds, but it seemed limitless and eternal.

"Sage Grecas, as usual"

Metius pressed his cheek quietly.

Greg, are you okay?

A plum squeezing the pendant of the crystal whispers quietly.

- Right.

It's a fun festival. I promised to look around the school building when this was over.

Breathe deeply, breathe deeply, and then I speak out.

"- Revolutionary magic, let's just say. 'Dry' at first glance looks simple, but twelve magic ceremonies, which are also performed in combination with simple, stable magic ceremonies that are already commonly known. The combination method is also unique, simultaneously fixing cell walls, peeling due to vibration of water molecules, and solidifying the original ingredients by morphological maintenance. This will depend on the power of the surgeon, but it is not impossible even for students. And notably...... 'regeneration' to the original state. The fact that it is engineered to return to its original state without magic power, that is, 'just soak it in water', is truly groundbreaking. … let me lay low because the core part will belong to Marinoserese"

The magic of the wise, tactical information display (tactics) already showed the results of the analysis of the inspired magic. The overwhelming analytical skills of me made the students and the teachers of the magic school just stare at me, and they couldn't hide their surprises.

Mas Nosquez loosened his face. That seems like a joy and no mistake. Though it still looks scary.

- That's the power of the wise man.

The air in the auditorium turns to a touching and sighing surprise.

"And, well, this is just a technical aspect of magic. The most pivotal point...... is in the other meaning of this magic. Right? Lord Valikerius, Commander of the Metanostadt Magic Corps"

"Huh? Huh? Ha ho. Oh, is that so? Hmmm, it's really great..."

I decide to continue explaining on behalf of the Magic Corps Leader, who rounds his eyes like a bubble.

Hemperoza said satisfactorily in the guest seat, "The boulder is for the wise man of my master! Come on!" he says with a grin that doesn't speak to his voice.

"This magic could revolutionize food transport. Because it carries fresh ingredients in a dry state, and even the magical unusable can bring them back to normal as long as there is water. And the mass is just under a fifth of the raw state. As you can see by the volume. I mean... if you think about using this as a barracks, you can carry five times as much food as you've ever had without spoiling it, okay? Soldier Commander (...) Lord"

"Hey, what...! It's not a revolution anymore, it's a revolution!

Gatan! and as the old wizard of the giant stood up, he walked over to Mas Nosquez and took his hand. Looks like we finally realize what it means for distribution and the military.

Deep down, Mas Nosquez will thank you, but I'll just move my mouth slightly and say hello back.

As the full applause poured, the magical learning presentation thus closed.

"Ho, that was brilliant, sage Grecas, which"

"It was a pleasant presentation, Old Aphrase"

Damn, this is why the school building...

I shrugged my shoulders, took Riola and Plum, and Hemperoza's hand, and walked out the hallway of the school building.

Continued