The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

The day after I met Kaoru, I was returning to the Single Liberation Army (Resistance) Azito. Fortunately, this place is near Towed, so even if we leave Porch, we have no problem at all.

Why did I go back to Ajito? That's because the word "in a few days" that Warren said before this wasn't a lie.

"Thank you for your time, Mr. Azley."

"That's not true. Whatever you think, isn't it Mr. Warren who's busy?"

"Are you sure? My men told you that, didn't they? In Mr. Azley's room at the mansion at night, when loud noises..."

"Ugh!? Are you being watched?!?

"Ha ha, I hope you say guard"

Things seem to say, but Warren's still not an insult.

"Well, Azley, if I had enough people to protect you, I wouldn't have a hard time."

I thought you meant surveillance after all.

"Azley, your body is not just yours anymore. You know that, don't you?

No, he's a serious face. Warren's worried about me...?

I feel strange, but it's kind of itchy to be worried.

"So, what they called you today was about the magic class, right?

I guess Warren (this guy) sees me right when I try to tell the story.

"Exactly."

And knowing that, you're coming on board, aren't you, Warren?

"To open the room, we will use the abandoned temple in the capital of Twead, in the southern district of Ed. Renovation work has already begun. Perhaps by the end of June, you'll be able to open your room."

"Sure, if you're in the South Side, it's easy to deal with things at times."

"It's a boulder, Mr. Azley. If enemies of the demonic kingdom of war appear, from the South Side leading to the Column Mountains. It's important that a competent magician can be deployed immediately in an emergency."

Head east from Regiata and out into the Column Mountains. Further east through its Column Mountains, out lies the capital of Twed, south of Ed. Now through the south gate of Ed, heading west, to the Column Mountains, at the end of his eyes and nose.

Well, I have a hard time getting out of that column mountain range, too.

We talked about the route being crushed after it had collapsed in recent years. Well, most importantly, if an enemy who's single and dives into Ed can use space transfer magic, he'll allow an intrusion.

"Mr. Azley, I want you to be the head of the magic class and lead the students who come in. This is our wish together."

"You said you'd give me a hand. But where are the students from?

"There are many magicians out there, but naturally some of them are Lina, Fuyu and Jeanne"

"Mr. Jeanne?

"Dear Eileen, she laughed that she was looking forward to it. It's weird, right? It was the top of the Buddha before me."

Will I keep my mouth shut because if I touch on this, the damage is going to spread? I guess Jeanne still doesn't like Warren.

Strange stuff. I can't believe a senior once became my student.

"Of course, I, Mr. Trace, and Master Irene are going to find time to join us. As a lecturer, and as a student of yours, Azley."

Seriously.

Whatever Warren or Trace is, often Eileen too......

No, you might want to think that's all the impending situation already.

"There may be few things that we, magicians, can do for you, Azley. But if you're a warrior, Azley can give you all kinds of advice."

"Sure... because I've always been all about magic research. It was in the last few years that I weighed in on body surgery. I'm interested in the skill of warriors we've developed over the years."

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to it. Azley, how you grow..."

Warren's glasses, with an invincible grin, glowed more than usual for some reason.

I then received the schedule Warren had made and greeted Eileen before returning to Ed's mansion.

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"Now what are you doing, Master?

"Hmm? It was a magical discussion with a demon named Berial and Gaspar. Magic Name Levitation. You're the one with the aerial floating magic...... what's the approximate eye?

"That's the magic the master gave up on 'It's another dream of a dream' before, isn't it?"

The face of Porch, who turns his attention carefully, is sinister everywhere and tries to twist back my past.

Certainly a magic I gave up once. But when I look at it before, I feel like I can't help but wonder. I noticed recently. The feeling that I don't think it's possible is something that a magician shouldn't do.

Maybe there was a demon king's wedge in my heart, too. That makes my mind lighter for some reason. The Jihadist titles disappeared, but in the days of the Demon King and Sagan, they changed something in me. Am I the only one who feels that way, Porch?

"Well, the master is good at imitating it. It may be quicker than making original magic if you're seeing it. Let me help you, too."

Again, something is changing in the pouch.

Is this confidence due to the defeat of the Demon King?

"Whoa, please, Porch!

"Yes! So, what's the problem you're facing?

"That's an incompatible magic formula rebellion."

"What kind of magic?

"That's the magic of Hwahlwind and gravity. Now I'm incorporating a simple Gravity Stamp formula. Originally, Hwahlwind is a magic that helps you jump and land. That's magic that forces you to make upward airflow with the wind. And the gravity stamp is the magic of trying to crush a subject by applying heavy pressure from above. By pointing this direction towards the sky without pointing it towards the earth, and by constantly expanding the huwarwind, it is possible to adjust the direction in which it rises and moves forward.... and well, it's theoretically possible, but changing the magical orientation of the gravity stamp would inhibit the coupling formula with Hwahlwind. By the way, your eyelids look heavy, right?

"Ha!? Oh, no, that's not true. I was listening!

Really suspicious. Did you feel like you were peeling white eyes?

Well, a little test will tell.

"Then let me give you a pompous view."

Porch turned his eyes round at my throw, shook his head (wearing it), turned his neck several times as he roared, and put on a troubled face for the end.

Nah, I thought you were out of line, huh?

But Porch uttered a bitter word the moment I tried to speak up.

"Fuck!"

Or it was a letter.

"Is that it?"

"I can't connect the coupling formula in any other way!?

Oh, not as unexpected... but Porch squeezed and gave me a decent response.

"I thought about it for once, but it was impossible. I couldn't have bypassed the coupling ceremony and tried to ignore it officially, or the magical formula would be impossible."

"Really... I wish I could tie the coupling formula to something so forceful (,)..."

Hmm? Like I just caught something? That's the kind of word I've heard somewhere.

Where is that? Where did you hear that? Where did they burn these common words?

[Leol, the mask... the country can't just go around doing one thing. When broadening our horizons, we also take forceful measures. Leol, ask for a mask... he'll definitely screw the rest with this hand! Hahahahahahahaha!]

Huh!

"Right!

Yeah, it's been a while. Former warrior emperor Sagan. Words he unleashed when he did relight magic. Relight Magic...... no, that's not all. Sagan gave me another piece of technology.

[What, I'll teach you the trick later. A good teacher nurtures his disciples. And don't hear good disciples raise their teachers, ha-ha!

Yes, an amazing technology that locks the two subjects within junctional magic.

I was taught the trick. But that's not what matters now. What matters now is if the subject was not two, but two (,).

Yes, if those two were magical, could they be forcefully connected?

"Hehe, you seem to have come up with something, Master"

"All right, Porch! I need your help!