The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

Wolf King Garm? No way. No way. The problem is with the last name.

A protective knife out of my nostalgia. Certainly carved "Don Xaraghi" lettering.

That Reus and Don surname. I thought I was good with my arms, but I didn't think I was running an arms store all the way back here.

Even so, in this short period of time, I feel that it is too much to meet names and beings that I know.

Maybe God's aim lies in these things, but I can't really read the intentions.

"Come on!"

"Holy shit!

"That's right. Magic can be used for faux or for towing. Show off the magic formations you drew along the way and hold them with one hand. Keep flipping and disturbing the opponent's offense."

Shortly after instruction in caning began. I discovered Miss Ferris' unexpected talent.

Apparently Miss Ferris suits her sexuality this way (,,).

Some magicians have types. Fully rear guarded like a Bright boy. And avant-garde like Miss Ferris.

The former is the type like Ornell or Idea, while the latter is the type like Lina or Middles.

Does this mean blood is not the only thing?

"Ha!"

"There it is!

"Okay, good condition. Always putting one of your allies at the enemy's blind spot is a huge advantage in a mass battle."

"But... don't hit me. Come on!

"I can't read the movement at all..."

Me versus the two of you. Fighting with canes. Miss Ferris confronts me and the Bright boy takes aim from behind.

I tried to team him up and make him fight, but it's teamwork inside. Maybe it's because we've been hanging out like rotten fringes for years.

"I'll make it a little more difficult."

""... Huh!?

Increase the pressure of the magic that covers your body by one step. This alone made the two faces nervous and tense.

The legs, which were light until earlier, are heavier and the amount of sweat that transmits the cheeks is increased.

"Shilo, do it about assists"

"Yes, I did! Mr. Ferris. You don't have to take away everything the master does! Half your body, no. Take away your actions, even just one eye!

"Just say it's impotent!

"Mr. Bright! The wand the master has is his right hand. But think of it as some kind of trap on your left!

"Ha!"

With Porch's instructions and modest support, Miss Ferris can take a step and the Bright Boy can unleash restraint.

Even if you increase the difficulty, it doesn't mean that you just increase the magic to cover it and increase the combat power.

Incorporating magic instruction in the form of actual battles makes you understand the importance of strategy in combat and improves its judgment.

This alone turns my ability as a magician into a misstep.

Regardless of their combat skills, as far as knowledge is concerned, these two......... will be growing up to the first-year level of Magic College.

"Don't blur, you go too, Yikes!

"Hih!?

Porch, who screamed out, pressed his butt and jumped up, turning to me in tears.

"Oh, come on, that's sloppy!

"It's the Adams family that uses whatever you can!

"Master, it's dangerous! Shh, meatball attack!

Though it's the nails that don't come out, Porch sprinkles and punches me. Come on, remember later?

It's not full coverage, but it's certainly not a bad way to limit my behavior and increase my options.

The Bright Boy is about to unleash some junior magic on me. What a black.

"I got it. Shit!

Back of the head straight line. The blow Miss Ferris fired certainly captured my head.

But like the paralysis of my earlier hand, the wand sounded dull and heavy. Less of the shock, Miss Ferris dropped her wand.

"Whatever! How dare you!?

"Yes! The master is always tough!

Truth is, when things get better, it's loud, so Pooch.

"I activated the magic of the shield locally. This is the magic I've already taught you, isn't it?

"... Awesome"

"Sure, but I didn't hear you could do that!

"I didn't know I was going to use Shilo either."

Answering Miss Ferris with a full smile, she turned to her face bright red.

You're growing up fast inside, even though you're out of control about your body surgery.

Bright boy, too, is sitting right down and getting into the local shield discussion earlier.

I've grown up in good shape. That's why there's a level wall I want to do something about soon.

Even when it comes to bodyguarding, the easiest thing to do with that job is to become more protective.

It's easier to get around, and I can understand what needs to be done as soon as possible.

Fortunately, it's been a month since Jun left in no time. He'll be back soon, and until then, we'll have to focus on raising the bottom.

― ― 6: 00 am on June 18, 120 Holy Calendar ―

Soon half a month had passed if I thought so. The Bright boy was worried that it was later than planned, but Jun came back fine.

"Sister up!

Jun, standing on his knees and welcoming the Bright boy, held him gently as he was.

The late Miss Ferris didn't come up early in the morning, but there's no way I won't either when the Bright Boy wakes up.

"Mm-hmm, that smells good Bright. That's great already. Sum Sum Sum."

You were hungry for your brother for the rest of your life, Jun, completely destroyed in full bloom early on home.

It's too late when you turn to me. Me and Pooch only had troubled faces.

Jun, slightly red after coughing with Cohon, left his stuff with Alfred and walked down to me.

"Are you used to it? Lord Paul."

"If it wasn't for the incident, I'd have gotten used to it sooner. But I got used to it."

Jun tilted his neck at me when I said it with a grin.

"Accident?"

It's hard to answer. Care for me, Bright boy supplements.

"Mr. Ferris..."

"What? Really?

"I'm off in the upstairs room."

When Alfred told him a word, Jun covered his forehead with one hand, as he understood everything.

He leaned down in a sigh and just said "I'm sorry" to me.

"Since when?

"You've been here since June Day."

"Right...... Lord Paul, let's talk more about this after the sun rises. From now on, Bright's personal security should be easier. I rest a little too. Later."

"Okay."

That's what Jun said and went inside the mansion with Bright and Alfred.

At that time, for a moment...... I felt a gaze behind my back. I don't want to kill you, but it's a nasty gaze.

"Huh!"

I looked right back, but there was no one behind me already and only the early morning silence was spreading.

"Shiro, do you feel anything now?

I said it without cutting my eyes, Porch answers with a sharp eye.

"Yeah, my nose can't be deluded. … the breakfast schedule has begun"

Not that way. Not that way.

About two hours later, after breakfast between Bright Boy and Miss Ferris, I let my hand take a sick pouch meal first so that it looked like a wingtip.

Bright boy came to my room for easy protection. Well, I guess it's just a pretext for wanting to get away from Miss Ferris for a little while.

"Ouch Chichi. How can my hand look like food... Damn it"

"The master occasionally looks delicious!

That would be a sign you got hungry for.

"More so, Master Bright. Is Master Jun not awake yet?

"Yeah, seeing as I didn't come up for breakfast, I still seemed pretty tired"

I'm sure he came home at a tremendous speed.

Thanks to Porch's meal and Porch's embezzlement of my meal, my breakfast was to be tolerated in a very short amount for an adult man named one bread.

This morning's magic instruction begins again.

"Virtual enemy......?

"That's right. From now on, Shilo will fight you both by imitating monsters of the beast system."

"Heh, it doesn't look funny in there"

Miss Ferris, who seemed unusual and happy, said with her hands on her hips.

"So do we do it from Master Ferris?

"Of course."

"Shilo, it's a rank D hellhound."

Porch looked at this one just a little bit.

Apparently, he said, "Are you sure that's okay? That's what I said."

That's okay. Because there's no point in letting them do it with someone they can't win.

"I'm coming!

Miss Ferris, whose game began and about to pounce, shoots Porch's nose tip with a cane.

But even though it's subtracting, it can't be irrelevant to the pouch that mimics the strength of Rank D.

"Woo, this! This one!"

Miss Ferris' breath is disturbed by the pounding that keeps flirting.

"Don't be silly!

Miss Ferris pays a pound with a cane instantly switched from her right hand to her left.

- But,

"Ha Ha Ha Fu!

It's sweet, you wanted to say, but if you took it with your mouth, you wouldn't.

Porch who controlled Miss Ferris' weapon and took it away.

Miss Ferris, who is just musty in an unconvincing way. But it's what we've grown in the last six months.

If it was in the beginning, I wouldn't have been convinced about the battle, but now it's for my power.

Looks like he sat back and forth in a chair for seating and gave way to his next opponent, Bright Boy.

The Bright boy with his cane up and his hips down is apparently in a waiting position.

I nodded to Porch's eye to allow him to take the lead.

Bright boy jumping and filling his distance.

"- Ho! Wind!"

Oh, a one-handed cosmic diagram!

He bounced left and right and backfired a pounding motion that wouldn't let him read the intent of the attack.

"What!

Porch twisted his body to do junior wind magic and kicked the ground at the same time as landing.

"Huh!?

but instantly retreated.

What's that? Did you feel intense pressure from the Mansion?

Only me and Porch seem to have noticed that, but Bright Boy, who took the opportunity, clogs the difference.

"Whoa."

He scratches against his neck and, like Miss Ferris, follows with his mouth a wand that has been swayed off in an attempt to carry a weapon.

"Come on!"

Same pressure again!?

I looked up to the second floor of the mansion where it was most unleashed in an attempt to find out what was causing it.

Someone at the upstairs window... Anyone?

Gazing, Jun, who emitted an indescribable aura there, snapped into a glass window and watched the game.

I see, was the hatred of love for my brother just right for Porch?

Oh, there's a crack in the window............