The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

- March 31, 2004 at 21: 07 pm -

In the reception room facing the street to the market of the Pochizzery store, two people, Lina and Tifa, stood and looked at each other.

Rarely grabbed his own grey robe hard, Tifa remained calm.

Minutes when the two of them couldn't open their mouths and move. Lina and Tifa see each other grow without distracting themselves.

The first change was Lina. He smiled, headed to the window in the reception room and looked up outside.

"Long time no see..."

"... yeah"

Two years, but two taught by Azley, finished the reunion with a short and long greeting.

"I heard you were coming to Bailanaea and I was looking for some free time... but I couldn't find you"

"Who told you he was coming?

Few know what Tifa does.

Because that's how Tifa has moved carefully and falsified her name.

Ryan.

"Long? Lina, did you meet your sister chief?

"Yeah.... the chief, Reed, your brother, Mana, your sister, Rayna, Adolph... they're here in Bailanaea"

Tifa, who can't hide her surprise, takes a step forward.

"Hey. What do you mean... no"

Tifa illuminated and integrated Lina's face in the window with the earlier words, and the fact with her head.

That means we're out of each other's homes.

But there was only one thing Tifa didn't understand.

I was the one who left Falltown first. In my head, admitting the facts, I couldn't really understand it.

"Even I arrived here last month. I think that came pretty fast, too. Getting around in large numbers is not easy. That should take more than a few times as long as mine. How the hell..."

"Uh... Mr. Azley did. Go and help, and use the space transfer magic - everyone."

When Lina said all that, Tifa opened her big eyes even further.

And behind Lina, we started a cosmic map.

"Ho ho ho ho...... ho. Store room muh."

Lina looks back in surprise at that cosmic diagram she saw through the window.

Magic I don't know. Because the original magic of Azley, which I know exists but have not met, was activated by Tifa.

"Tiffa...... what is that?

"I was lost in Mr. Azley's homework."

"Ah -"

- Tifa, I have my homework in the house where the teacher lived. Take a good look at it later. If you have done your homework, drill yourself from it and learn for yourself.... okay? ――――

Lina remembered what Azley left Tifa when Azley and Lina left Falltown.

And I remembered at the same time. Something was wrong with Azley's tone at the time. Azley was playing the teacher (,,,,,,,,) as hard as he could.

Was it strange, Lina couldn't hide the grin she had raised?

Tifa leaned her neck against Lina, but she took an old book out of the storeroom and placed it on the table between the receptions. Tifa sat in the chair, and Lina sat next to it, too.

"Look at this..."

"This is... a discussion of spatial transfer magic?

"That's not all. It also says" instantaneous transfer magic (,,,,,), space-time transfer magic (,,,,,), embodying water magic. "

Lina loses her words and is stunned.

Even Tifa, who already knew the book existed, has a trembling hand that curls (meows) the book.

"Two years ago, I heard that space transfer magic was announced by the hands of the Sixth Mage Eileen, but I knew Mr. Azley would?

Lina shook her face small and vertical with a mysterious face.

I guess I was relieved by this fact. Tifa meditates her eyes and leaks her breath.

"But I don't know these three. Momentary transfer magic... what's different from spatial transfer magic?

"By the way, I don't know the details because there are Mr. Porch's footprints and coveted marks. And most of all, it's the amount of typos Mr. Azley has."

Lina, who smiles bitterly, scratches her cheeks at Azley's same impression.

"One letter in five is a percentage of a typo. What do you mean, there's no problem with normal explanations, but there's almost no typo at the heart of it? This is definitely all I have to say is that you're trying me-"

Tifa makes various remarks about Azley, but Lina was desperately shaking her face wide to the side in her head.

"But to be brief, instant transfer magic is like magic used in battle."

"That's..."

Tifa nods to affirm the answer that follows.

"Metastasis, not movement. There was an enemy in the front, literally behind you in an instant..."

The two swallow matchmaking spit.

"This magical diversity is immeasurable. I think it's magic that opens the distance between a warrior and a magician at once."

"Yeah, you are. So what's this space-time magic thing called?

"This made me laugh. Dreamy magic that can make a time jump....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... If you calculate it for me, you need an MP, and you need 200,000 in an instant."

Lina is surprised again. Regardless, that's true for Azley, but the best part was different. Against Tifa's growth.

Lina is as much a magician as she is called a quiet magician (Silent Witch). I can grasp Tifa's fighting power to some extent more than sitting next to him.

Powerful magic that doesn't fit your age is the only thing you can sense, but its strength won't extend to Lina yet.

However, the amount of knowledge was never cultivated in the University of Magic or the Adventurer's Guild.

Homework left by Azley. And I drilled myself, and learned the results myself. I was surprised by the knowledge and effort.

Tifa keeps pounding on Lina's shoulder like that.

"Nearly realistic among them is the embodiment of this water magic."

"Oh, uh, water magic. It's supposed to just manipulate the water, right? You can't activate without water nearby. But this must be it."

"Yes, it's magic that can call water out of its magic ceremony without water nearby. With this, people will be able to live as long as they have magic. It's magic to open up land that couldn't be explored at once."

"What does the discussion say?

"Apparently, it's a composite magic with a magical formula in it. But the key thing is..."

Tifa stopped the words there and showed Lina the pages of the book that had stuck to Paris.

The letters are distorted and I don't even know what it says.

(Ah, haha. I'm sure this is Mr. Porch's covetousness......... maybe Mr. Azley's is mixed up too...... haha)

When Tifa smiles bitterly as she agrees with Lina's thoughts, Lina tells Tifa as she remembers.

Tiffa, do you know anything about magic?

"Uh, yeah. There was a lot of such literature in the homework Mr. Azley left me..."

"Ugh... I don't even know much about it..."

"I was with Mr. Azley, Lina. I was more jealous of your sister."

It was Tifa who said so plainly, but Lina quickly realized it was just these words.

A little less jealousy directed at me, who was in a privileged environment. That's not just a teacher monopoly. Deep meaning words. Those two years Azley lived in Falltown, the impact he had on Tifa as a child was enormous. That's not just the impact. That even its existence was something big.

Lina remembered the feeling of a pinch and pain in the back of her chest, but Tifa watches and feels it in a twinkle.

And Lina...

"So, what about the chiefs and Mr. Reed?

Lina replied in a hurry to Tifa asking where she was, but answered that she would immediately call it a natural question.

The time will be 22 o'clock in no time, but more important than that. In other words, if it was Tifa's survival report, Lina had no choice but to hesitate.

When Lina contacted Ryan in a conversation, Ryan immediately agreed.

Lina gladly tells Tifa that. And a relieved Tifa.

Tifa, who exhaled that relief, nodded bitterly as she took her index finger to her mouth.

He snuck up to the door and pulled the door in an instant, from where he saw wild horses falling into an avalanche ceremony in the room.

It's Chihuahuane.

When he heard a storm of wild voices winking at his own user demons and Seventh Lunge excuses from around him, Tifa had a strange mix of emotions, unlike his earlier breath of relief, which exhaled a strange sigh.