The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"... Master Bright, what are you going to do?

"It's okay. Alfred's responding in the reception room now."

"So why are you under the bed? Me, the master and Mr. Bright, it's already a cunt!

"Yes, too mundane."

"Phew, phew."

I'm happy. I'm happy.

"Mr. Ferris is probably trying to use Dr. Poir as a magic instructor."

"... I guess. That's what those eyes did say. But it's about the other house, isn't it? If Master Bright could just say something..."

"I can't. Yikes. Whatever you say to that old lady... Ah. And I'm sorry."

Bright's going to mess this up. Must be a pretty wagga mom.

And probably, pretty stubborn. If you look at Ornell, you'll see.

"So Master, why don't you keep Mr. Bright away from that old lady?

"This would be the result of keeping away. You don't know what Mr. Alfred would say if you let the boulders out of the city? Anyway, if you're a bad guy, there's a friendly connection. The Fulbrides and Adams."

"In the meantime... we have to make sure it doesn't turn out the worst"

"What do you mean?

That's what Bright Boy said back, he told him quietly.

"By the end of the day...... I'll have you home"

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"Little Fire!

"Ugh?"

"Oops."

I'll crush the Little Fire that Bright Boy barely avoided.

Is this early when magic instruction begins?

For today only, I was supposed to teach magic to Bright Boy and Miss Ferris, but that's typical bully and bully schematics.

"Dear Ferris, try not to activate magic against people"

"Yes, yes, my hand slipped."

It's a hand I use a lot for pounding.

You slip a lot when you're in front of the pouch, don't you, hands?

Speaking of differences, Porch comes back with a Porch, but Bright Boy has nothing to do with Miss Ferris.

I guess my head is working because it leads to a deterioration in the relationship between the two houses. I don't want to bother my sister with this either. You're on your own.

"So what powerful magic can you teach me?

"Powerful magic? Not at all. If the lowest magic causes your hand to slip, let's start with that fix."

"Little Fire!

"Slightly."

What a dangerous child. They're flying in my face...

"It's okay, we can go for it now."

Apparently, he was targeted.

I was awesome... it looked so troublesome and sighed, but it didn't seem to pass on to Miss Ferris.

Bright boy tells it with his eyes. He's like this, and he's too easy to understand.

"Then Master Ferris said he learned magic from your father, but to what stage did you teach him?

"... right. I remember Little Fire and Cure very well.

Miss Ferris said so with pride.

"... uh, other than that?

"What? Is this all you're unhappy with?

............... I guess the current owner of the Adams family only teaches Miss Ferris that much because she knows her character.

Can I teach you this on my own?

May I leave it to the discretion of the Bright Boy?

"No, that's not true..."

I want someone to praise me for suppressing my bumpy face and returning it with a brilliant smile.

"Shilo, if you're a junior magician, you've been taught, haven't you?

"No problem until intermediate magic. As far as knowledge goes, it's even in premium!

Porch I said with a proud face, when did you get that knowledge......

"Then help me activate Master Bright. If you're in danger, protect him."

"I'll take care of it!

"Now, Master Ferris."

"What?

"Earlier Little Fire, again, can you activate it against me this time?

"Phew, fine!..................... Little Fire!

The speed of the cosmic diagram is excellent. That's proof that you've been using this magic many times from time to time.

On the contrary, it may be a problem that this is the only way to play...

I take the unleashed Little Fire with my index finger. At the same time, Miss Ferris' face freaked out.

I thought I'd play it but didn't think I'd take it? But you still don't like to take damage from yourself.

"Hey, hey! You could've easily turned it off. Ugh! What are you doing with that?

"Ooh, Achichi. I took this deliberately."

"You'll see. Yikes."

I show Miss Ferris the index finger I got.

I put pressure on my voice to stop Miss Ferris trying to distract me from the vivid scratches and burns.

"... what the hell"

"So can I have a cure, please?

"Is that what this is about? I can't help it. Look................................. Cure!

The healing magic sky map is less than one. I wouldn't normally come across a scene like that early, and I don't know what else to do about it.

Finger wounds begin to heal. But when it healed halfway through, it erased its effects.

"Oh, what!? What?"

"It's the wounds, not the burns, that Cure can heal. So burns need another healing magic."

"…… then tell me that quickly."

Miss Ferris, turning away and begging to teach while mumbling, seemed a little embarrassed.

When I gave her a magic book and told her to read it, she started reading it like it was annoying.

In the meantime, Miss Ferris continued to see the Bright boy as a flicker, but I guess he doesn't want to lose because he has a crush on him.

You're young, but you're moving on.

Well, this Miss Ferris... I knew I was afraid to teach you a lot of attack magic.

Then it would be nice to focus on recovery and auxiliary magic to teach.

Muscles aren't bad, and with a day today, you'll remember some of the lower auxiliary magic.

"So what kind of magician does Master Ferris want to be?

"Defeat the Fire Dragon!

"... what?

"Don't you know? A big dragon called the Road Dragon."

"Of course I know, why did you take Flame Dragon?

"... I don't care, I don't care."

That was while something seemed possible. It's suspicious that it gets mucky, but I don't know who Flame Dragon is.

I then taught Miss Ferris the magic of speeding and titling up, and the Bright Boy worked out an official method of ignoring lower magic to increase its stability.

In the evening, when today's magic instruction was about to end, Alfred came to the backyard.

When Alfred bowed his head deeply to Miss Ferris, who fights with the Magic Book, he told her a word that ends.

"Dear Ferris, there's a reception for you"

"Okay, I'll go now"

Oh, I thought you were more rude. You weren't.

The Bright boy also exhaled in relief, holding his fist so Miss Ferris wouldn't notice.

Then Miss Ferris stood up and left silently before us.

"... you left silently"

"Well, it's quiet before and after the storm."

"Right. I'm praying to God over there for now. If Master Bright heals, we can clear this place up."

"Right."

I tapped and tried to look back like a gentle stroke on my pompous and poached head.

At that moment, the sound of the shoe that was supposed to have left the back came back tricky.

Soon as Porch and I looked back, there stood that lady, who sounded great.

What the hell is this kid thinking when Bright Boy says it's already the limit?

"Dear Ferris, what the hell is wrong with you?

"There's nothing wrong with that. Keep going. Let's do it."

"Is that it?... eh, aren't they going home?

"Who told you that? He picked me up and asked me to pick up my clothes. I decided to stay here while I was here."

After these words, the Bright boy stuck his face in the lawn in the backyard, remaining in a prayer pose.

I've been in the past...... what the hell are you doing here?