The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

At the end of my conversation with everyone, I came to my homeschool of nostalgia, the University of Magic, to listen to Idea and Middles.

Of course, in the sense of intrusion.

"Evening."

"Damn, when I'm busy with this shit............ what can I do for you"

Even so, Irene let me in her room.

"And what time do you think it is?

"I'll take care of it. … It is now 3: 15: 27, 8, 9 -"

"That's not what I'm talking about. Yikes!

"Ha, so, what's wrong with that magic? You misjudged me a little, didn't you?

"I figured it would be something to understand."

That's right.

The amount of magic contained is considerably higher than the last time we met.

And this center of gravity... Speaking of which, Fuyu said Eileen came to Regalia or something.

Wang Du Regalia, huh? I see, why don't you give it a little cum?

"How was it? East (,)"

"............... Could you have noticed?

"Yeah, I just noticed"

Answering that with a full smile, the shock was running on my cheek after this second.

"... it hurts"

"Let me do it once in a while. Besides, this is for your master. That shitty sage...... Huh! I just remembered. I'm pissed off."

I laughed bitterly over my past self at Eileen, who could arm and peel.

"Hey, what..."

"- Haha, sorry. Uh, so? How far have you been in training with Tooth?

"Everywhere, at first, it was all about strength training, but we were killing each other from the middle of nowhere until we ran out of man-to-man magic."

"Huh!? What, are you lying? It took me a year."

"Well, that's what I mean, isn't it?

Irene said she was not bragging.

Hey... you didn't hurt Tooth or anything, did you? That phase is where I can say my two years of aggregation.

No, no way... but Eileen would... it could be.

So much so that Porch once said that I only have eyes that look at others. I'm sure it is.

Exhaling complicated feelings with a deep sigh, Eileen looks at me as she sits in her seat and muscles.

"Oh, kind of like this, it's been a long time"

"Right."

Why are you staring at me?

"Oh, could you possibly be angry?

"Right."

You're upset. And now it's exploding.

"Come on! I don't want a social code. Just talk about the requirements!

"Yeah, yeah!? 'Cause Mr. Eileen said something about a social dictionary before!

"I forgot about that old story! Anyway, I'm here today about Idea and Middles!

"Oh, yeah, that. That's why I'm here."

"... Damn, you're tired"

Two, I thought Eileen might be a loser personality.

Irene calmed her rough nose.

Even so, you're sitting pretty shallow to put your foot on the floor, this guy. I wish I had a low chair.

"Nothing, it's easy. Since the Six Jurists may examine the information of past students, they can enter and exit the storage area for such important documents. So, I just messed with those guys' contracts a little bit."

"Was I? Oh, but... doesn't Mr. Eileen have the effect of a contract, too? I used to act like that."

"Oh, you didn't tell me those stories, for example. Can you even think about it? What year is it now?

"It's ninety-four years...?

"Five thousand years ago, you didn't have that contract at the University of Magic you went to, did you? Do you know when that contract spread to warriors, to the University of Magic?

"Well... Could that contract have started here recently?

Here Eileen shows off a sigh of twitching maybe in.

I'm showing it to you as much as it is already. Did I do something?

"Yep, lately and recently. Unlike some fool who lived for 5,000 years, it was only 5,000 days ago."

Spitting as much as I could see, Eileen told me to be evil.

You must be really jealous about Shizuku for a long time. That and this will also be caused by a new presence that drank a long time of Shizukuishi called Tooth.

Um, five thousand days...

"Is that... about fourteen years ago?

"Oh. So, how old am I? - You don't have to say."

"I didn't ask, so I don't know."

"As it were, well, fine. It was fifteen years ago that the former warrior emperor Sagan collapsed. Verse, the new warrior emperor, was still young, although he did not inherit Sagan's blood. Come on, we're going to rebuild the country. If there's civil unrest, it's important to the country. Sagan, who supported the country even though he was old, was a giant pillar by then. So I made these contracts to avoid increasing those opposition forces. A black Ishtal, a former Six Brave Men who had revealed his head since that time."

Sagan, the warrior emperor... Tsar's former lord. He still seemed important as a country.

We talked a little after that and heard, but Tsar said he was a smart person. Hmm, that's what I wanted to see at first sight.

Even so, has Verse's replacement only lasted about fifteen years? If you were young fifteen years ago, your current age should also be quite young.

I see, what can I do to be called a puppet king?

"In other words, I've only let you write contracts for the black and white chain for the last fourteen years. I graduated before that, and I'm not supposed to be writing it."

That means... Maybe the devil knows when the demon king will be resurrected.

That grandfather said the gestational phase would begin four years from now. The demon king resurrection is a few years after that.

If you knew that, this is still a highly planned thing. When the Demon King is resurrected, he can manipulate a warrior, a magician, from fifteen to about fifty years old, with fat.

I appreciate that Irene and the Gastons don't have those ties, but this is--

"It's a bit... troublesome"

"Hmm? What are you talking about?

Tilt your thin neck and Eileen listens.

I was going to talk to you anyway and there's no problem.

Like Gaston, we have to tell Eileen about the Demon King's fetal period, and his devil worship.

But............... I talked to him and he'd be mad at me again...

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I wasn't angry.

Eileen listened to me and shut up. Seems like I was in a hurry, but I wasn't so shocked.

I didn't know what that serious face meant, but I decided to "talk to you again later" and I left the room behind.

Go around the back from the central school building and get over the fence. I used to kick a wall and jump up, or de-doom with a pounding leap, but now I can jump over easily.

Well - it's going to be tough tomorrow, whoa!

"Huh!? Come on!"

The moment I jumped up to jump over the walls, a sharp wind passed my top.

Brilliant control. Controlled sounds, sizes that do not damage walls or school buildings. Awesome technology to the point of falling in love.

From what I've seen, it's a low-level magic "wind" that's less lethal.

Killing isn't the point, but apparently you have something to say to me.

"What can I do for you, Dean of Tengalon University"

"That's this line.... Azley"

The Meteor Demon Warrior Ten Gallon, now president of the University of Magic Ten Gallon, appeared all the way out of the darkness.

I didn't know you were looking around at this hour.

Were you even noticed when you came in? No, there shouldn't have been any sign of that.

"I didn't think you'd remember me for just one year."

"Whether you're humble or stupid, my nerves aren't fat enough to do all that and make the difference."

"Sounds like it."

It's really unusual for a college president to walk in school at this hour.

But the difficulty of this conversation, don't remind me of Warren.

I don't like it when I guess.

"You're not surprised. I'm alive."

"I'm surprised. You look like that."

You mean to change my body?

But why aren't you surprised at my survival?

"Hmm, apparently the latter. The city guards are aware of your survival. How many requests do you think you've made in the last two months, you? It's better if you don't notice."

"Oh really? But why didn't the guards come to me?

"It's just more convenient to leave you dead. If they find out you're largely alive, they'll know your past suicide (,) performance was a camouflage of escape."

You're right.

When that finds out, security comes under pressure from the state. Is that an abdominal desire to avoid?

"Come on, I answered your question. Now I'm gonna let you talk to me, okay?

A sharp gaze pokes at my body.

Apparently you suspect something, but is it a problem to talk to Eileen?

In the meantime, shall we try to be duly deluded at first?

"Nothing. I didn't plan anything. There was just this place in the walking course."

"Well, do you even visit Eileen's private room?

I thought it was broken. No, maybe he's just being camouflaged.

Let the feed shine a little here.

"Well, I used to interrupt, but I'm not going there today"

"Ho? So where did you go?

All right, I ate. Or was I still being camouflaged? Danger. Danger.

This is a good opportunity to get out of the way. Let's get away with putting a little truth in here.

"Today, my magic student enrolled here to say hello for the last time as my long dorm life begins..."

"Your... student. I see, let's remember. What's his name?"

"Whoa, give me a break about that. Because college presidents are not fair to other students."

".................. well. Really, that's it, huh?

"Yep."

Look at me. My eyes haven't changed, but apparently I'm convinced.

It's still as powerful a pressure as I'm afraid. If it were me when I started traveling, I would have escaped barefoot.

Still, I want to run away from this place and twirl it in my poached pillow right now. For that reason, let's take the curse of Porch spoiled.

"Then go. And don't come here again......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"I'm sorry, but I can't make a promise."

"Hmm, was it a stupid raccoon? Go."

"Good night, then"

A sharp eye could be seen capturing his back until he jumped over the walls.

I've never confronted him that close... I see. That's a magic college dean's presence.

Ahhh... I was scared.