The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"By the way, Mr. Azley, how's your activity there (,,)?

When Warren asked me that question, I closed the roster of Pathan and the students.

This is the magic class room manager's office. Warren used to come here to talk to me about the class and report it.

And this time Warren said "over there" is naturally about the Red Devil's wetlands. Since then, the main members of the Liberation Army (Resistance), including silver, and Lina have also been places to go.

"Everyone is growing well. Sometimes there are a lot of magicians, it's easy to put in an installable magic team with increased experience, and I hear Jeanne and Ornell join in and crusade quite a few monsters. Since Eileen grew up, I can work here, too."

"Ho, so Master Eileen has all up split-activated magic?

"That's the thing. It's a difficult cosmic diagram, but an improved level may have helped it. I mean, Mr. Warren would be able to do it, too, wouldn't he?

"My sole hasn't reached the same level of sophistication as Dear Eileen yet. You can only activate an all-up single trigger now."

Warren laughing hahahaha but there is something approaching Eileen in this magic class when it comes to cosmic diagram speed. Wouldn't it be quicker than Eileen if it came to the same level when it comes to some magic?

I can't lose, either. That said, we can say that there is nothing more to cover than a level difference.

"So, what about Mr. Warren?

"What is it?

"You know and you're listening, right?

"Hehe, it's a manifestation of my preference to have more than one word with a friend"

When Warren tells me that with a creepy face, I feel chills.

What I'm hearing is that Warren does combat law research without using limit breakthroughs. I agree with this, too. Because this is a study that I can't do right now in terms of exploring ways to solve war improvement problems outside of force moves.

Of course, that naturally comes with danger. I guess that's why Warren's the only one who's going.

And this time, Warren, who was supposed to be busy, was in the room manager's office, and talking to me like this means he got something.

If you stick your face against a boulder like this, you'll understand.

"Just one."

"Hmm?"

"There's only one thing I know."

"What the hell is that?

"I also went to the Red Devil's Wetlands several times to see the battles of the silver people, other magicians, and Mr. Lilia, but only Mr. Lilia's movements were very interesting"

"Strength other than level."

Warren lay her eyes down and nodded, watching the universe as she remembered Lilia's movements.

"Many of us modern people have excelled in combat technology, but we can't even say that the past doesn't have it. Isn't that what you felt on your own skin, Azley?

"That's true. Especially the magic manipulation of the brave Giorno keeps an eye on him - no, he seemed to be blinded. Mr. Warren may have felt something like that for Lilia."

"So, what it is, is that I have considered Mr. Lilia's movements and the methods of combat of Jihadist Giorno, who would have had further skill. Could you take a look at that?

Invited into Warren's hands, I take my seat and walk under Warren.

"Is it okay here?

"I don't mind. It's like a simple confirmation of movement."

"Does that mean... flesh-bomb battle, after all?"

I smiled nicely and turned this way, Warren. Sure, can't you think of anything other than melee law if you think about Lelia's movements and Giorno's?

I dropped my hips a little, Warren's move.

"I'll aim at your left shoulder with the bottom of your right palm, Azley. Is that good?

"Yes."

Preliminary meetings. This would be Warren's consideration.

I nodded at it, raised my left hand just a little, and waited for Warren to attack.

Then Warren's right palm bottom slipped through my left hand.

"Wow!?

"Too bad. You've been grabbed"

It was me who managed to grab Warren's right hand with a bitter smile, but that's not where I should be looking right now. Even considering Warren's shoulder movements, muscle movements, and any elements added to the pre-presented script (,), naturally Warren's strength - my perception has been delayed. In other words, Warren's released palm bottom had more velocity than that.

And this fatty sweat from Warren. I may not have seen Warren like this before.

"... what's that now?

"The Magic Direction... Well, let's call it the Magic Direction."

"Magic Direction…"

"You know that if you concentrate your magic on your right hand and you consolidate your fist, your attack and even your defense will increase, right?

"Naturally. Well, it wasn't until I met Tooth that I found out."

"Fine. Master Tooth gave it to the King's Capital Guardian Magic Corps, and now it leads to an improvement in the strength of many magicians. I learned it from Eileen, too, under Tooth."

Magic in your fists, magic in your kicking feet, and magic in your weapons. This improves power and strength.

Did Warren bring up this story, which means there's a continuation of this story?

"Magic has a stream. The magic surrounding your body flows slowly as your second hand marks the hour. But if this is a state of battle, it's a different story."

"Concentrating magic makes your body nervous and stops the flow of magic."

"That's right. But even in battle, there will be no more magic in your body. Unless, of course, the magic is exhausted."

You're absolutely right. Humans Everyone lives with faint magic. There will be many warriors and magicians alike, but that is the same thing.

"Push this magic inside and do something to complete the Magic Direction as it is now."

"Something?

"There's nothing going on. All you have to do is trace the delicate movement of the human body and use it as a propulsion."

"... uh, does that mean magically supporting the movement of nerves, muscles, blood, etc.?

"That's wonderful"

A full smile of the Black Emperor as he splashes his sweat.

I held on to my dumb hair bouncing off my head with my sunken eyes.

Honestly, that delicate movement is not arguably the earliest magic manipulation. How many places do you have to move to grip a fist? Warren just moved the right palm bottom. This much unusual sweat. This effort with a genius also known as the Black Emperor.

But...

"Perhaps the brave Giorno was doing this all over himself and fighting. Mr. Lilia is rough too, but it looks like he's running this."

I felt Giorno's genius on my skin again. I didn't know you were doing such a stunning thing with such a plain personality and attitude. No, Warren also arrived at this answer just by verifying Lilia's movements and those of Giorno I told her about. I'd say it's a terrible talent.

"Azley, I want you to experience this, if you can, along with the hidden safety zone (Hyde Spot) that Mr. Minerva entrusted you with."

"Huh? We should all remember that, right?

"All this doesn't work that way. The Hidden Safe Zone (Hyde Spot) parallels exceptional magic manipulation and requires very difficult magic tricks like Mr. Dallas'. You can't lack one of them. That must be why Mr. Minerva chose you, Azley."

"But..."

"- And the direction of magic The Magic Direction is a delicate technique that can also be described as the ultimate in magic manipulation to suit one's body. In addition, we need tough flesh that can withstand it. Neither should this be missing. Earlier, Mr. Lilia said it was rough, but this is probably because that's the physical limit."

Well, that's why Warren had all that sweat earlier. A distress signal emitted by the human body because the flesh does not follow. But if this is my body...

"- In other words, there is no one in the Liberation Army (Resistance) who can master this magic trick but you, Azley. It's more efficient and constructive to raise the level if other humans are to acquire these."

... you're absolutely right. One more, not a member of the Liberation Army (Resistance), but Tooth might be able to learn this magic trick.

I'll get back to you later.

"But... you really have a lot to do."

"I told you. He said he would cooperate in everything."

Maybe Warren's belly with a thin laugh is more dos black than the Demon King.

I sighed deeply and replied powerlessly.