The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

The extra big problem that Azley softened up and left out Catherine's zero words.

Everyone is silent and breathtaking.

I don't even know what your eggs are saying.

"-Ha, haha..."

Again, only dry laughter.

The gaze of everyone who leans down. In it, the only rising light (Hitomi). Its light shines, its fists are strong, and its passion is hot - just one light (Hitomi).

"... the odds are not zero"

That night I lost to Lucifer the Demon King. "It's possible," my partner Porch said that moon night. Unlimited likelihood. But it is definitely a limited hand.

Azley started meditating, leaning down, sweating, and talking to himself.

Warren, who had a sense of vision, screams at an unusual sight that could be called the anomaly.

"Mr. Itsuki, paper and pen! Bring as many as you have!

"Hoi!

Itsuki, a choreographer who was waiting in the hallway.

A bunch of thick paper collected in no time.

"If you want to deplete MP, magic choice is still MP lowering magic - Redukate Magic Point. If you incorporate an accelerating demon formation into this and knock him in, you can expect a hundred MP drops per second... no, a hundred drops per second is too low. The Demon King Lucifer's Magic Power (MP) probably exceeds five million. Redukate Magic Points need to be improved, Accelerated Demons need to be improved, and even polarized. When that happens, only me and Tooth can activate it? No, then you can't. This cannot be done with an installed magic formation. We need to match the demon king's movements. I really need to draw it directly into his body."

One, another and the paper are rounded up, flying away.

Amir picking it up.

"... awesome. You've already completed the magic formations you draw into your opponent's body."

Impact enough for Balun to round his eyes peeking at it from the side.

"What the hell is this? What does it mean to heal Lucifer the Demon King and the Magic Formation with junctional magic?

Russell, who picked up the other paper, deciphers Azley's letters while checking the touch of the ink.

"This is... official disregard for the accelerated demons. What? Well, if we process this place in parallel and balance it with a magic supply, efficiency will jump a few times."

"No, the draft has already been updated here"

Warren sees Azley's new paper as she eats in.

"What!?

The paper drops again before surprise Russell.

Russell follows the ink trail, and Amir and Balun peek it in from left to right.

"Is this the amount of information on one sorcery formation......!

"This... I can't catch up with you!

"That's not all. Looks like we need an even magic supply for every single operation......!

"No... not like this"

Paper that can be rounded again.

"Even this... needs to be enough...?

Azley's eyes, which can also be called blood eyes, also looked more like a mere peek at the information in its brain than a look at the paper already.

Eileen is small and nil to the six brave warriors who are distracted.

"There's not much we can do."

Everyone understood that was the word that prompted him to leave the room.

But the Six Jurists remained on the spot as if they refused to do so.

"I won't interrupt. Having read it all, I'd like to help you look for further possibilities."

Russell's serious words. And in a pitch-black (,) look, Eileen nodded quietly.

Jennifer, sitting next to Azley, does not move with her arms together.

"I'm here."

"What are you..."

Eileen says so, but so did the other Six Brave Men. That was the same.

"Lord Eileen, I know. I know, but I'll let Non stay here."

Charlie, too,

"The warrior might need to know."

Dragan, too,

"You're not done with this meeting yet, are you?

Eggs, too.

"Magic to defeat Lucifer the Demon King, isn't it?

"You're only here to complete it, Master Eileen."

Catherine, Jacob,

"My grandfather over there, he's not moving."

Tengalon, who sees the paper written by Azley in silence, and Natasha, who points to it,

"Azley, I thought it was your duty as a friend to see this magic."

That's what even Warren finally said.

Eileen ties her mouth to the letter to and sits in her own seat with Ston shaking her eyes.

"Huh!

Shortly after everyone chuckled at Eileen's seat, an unfamiliar word jumped into that Eileen's ear.

"Mr. Eileen, tea!

"Huh!? If you ask Itsuki..."

"- Tea!"

Request for tea flying from Azley.

But Azley's sweat of writing and beating paper next door is certainly not the norm.

Eileen bought her first cup of tea and had no choice.

"Lend it. Lend it!

"Tea!"

"Ok!!

Eileen disappears into the back of the jaw.

But Azley's brush moves on.

Flying in front of Natasha, dancing (,,) the paper was not round.

"This guy's letters, they're round and cute."

Natasha flies it to Warren.

Upon receiving the flying paper straight up, Warren squeaks with her glasses raised as she turns them around.

"I agree about that. … Hmm, apparently the acceleration demons have become more efficient than ever"

Amir and Balun turn behind Warren.

"" Ooh...! "

Two people whose exclamation leaks out.

"Ah, the official lid here! I can keep my magic down a bit!

Moments later, Balun's chest barn is grabbed by a ghoul and pulled into Azley at once.

"Say!? He just put his head down!?

"It's true now!?

"Oh, huh? Yeah, the official lid I always use is user-friendly."

"It! Can you tell me!?

"Or, of course, it hurts, Azley? And close to my face...?

"Mr. Irene, two cups of tea!!

"Huh!?

Eileen's intense voice of doubt comes from behind the magic class.

"Well, even though it's partial, if we can make it a little more efficient, we can both work together. Is that so? Ah, Mr. Azley. There was garbage information here. If you cut this, you can increase the supply percentage by 10%."

"It's three teas!!!

"What the hell!?

Eileen's angry voice grows louder and reaches the hall.

Warren puts up the paper and tells everyone.

"This is like looking for a mistake. But doing this is not pointless. The warriors are all intuitive too. Try to put it all on the table for just a little discomfort. Verification will be done here"

It was Natasha and Jennifer who stood up to Warren's words like that.

"Found a typo"

"Coco!"

Natasha calmly points out the mistake, and Jennifer only points out the discomfort.

Russell touching that paper pokes at the core.

"Is that so? It's connected to Jennifer's discomfort because Mr. Azley bypassed the magic ceremony without realizing the typos here."

"Dear Eileen, tea, three more additions."

"Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

Order tea so Warren works hard for Natasha, Jennifer and Russell.

"Gahahahahaha! If you can drink Lord Eileen's tea, you have to work hard!

"Does Master Charlie care about anything?

"What the hell is that, Lord Warren!

Ahead of where Charlie pointed, Azley's own magical formula was depicted.

"Right, this looks like the formula that changes the streets of magic. This passage of magic apparently can't go straight through, so you're adding more tubes to prevent stagnation. It's close to parallel supply, but it's something different. It's a perfectly common formula."

"- That tube, if it's connected, it'll be jammed, right?

"Uh, yeah. Yes, sir."

"Can't you change up and down?

"........................... Partially three-dimensional to a planar expression? But that's too delicate... No, Warrior Proper Azley would you or -!?

"Yes, Mr. Warren! What do you say!?

At more speed than Warren thought, Azley was writing it up.

Egg and Dragan's voice reach Warren, who rounds his eyes.

"Master, something's come up"

"This is Egg. Let's just say it's not neat."

"Yes, I'm here! Master!"

"Lord Warren, give me a brush."

Dragan's Clean Book optimizes Azley's round text.

"Hehe, do you pack this far just to get the letters done? It is true that there is a physical vacancy in the amount of information, so further efficiency is possible, but this is still too warrior......!

"A one-millimeter error would also be an unacceptable formula, but would Mr. Azley's burden be okay?

"It's three additional teas!!!!

A tea reminder from Azley adds to Dragan's concern.

"Eww!!"

"Apparently, there's no problem. Well, it's you who's going to do something about it, isn't it, Azley?" "

I can hear Eileen's oddity, but I'm dismissed by Warren's description, which seems delightful.

"Oh, right here."

"I think I'm here, Mr. Catherine."

"I'll see!

Amir embarks on herself and verifies Catherine and Jacob's allegations.

"... Oh, but here..."

"- What? Couldn't you?

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

Word-packed amyl.

But it's Azley who doesn't care about it.

"Let me hear it."

While immersed in other considerations, there is no compromise on the demonic findings. That's Azley.

"It's an official of speech recognition. Katherine pointed to the entrance, Jacob pointed to the exit."

"" I see ""

It is the words of all magicians that are aligned.

"Oh, my God."

"Sounds like Katherine and Jacob."

"What do you mean!? Balun! Russell!

I said to Barn and Russell in a match, Catherine is going to eat.

But it is Azley who affirms it unconsciously and unconsciously.

"Oh well, if I scrape this place, will an ambush be made on Lucifer the Demon King? Anyway, it can only be made up of cosmic diagrams, and it's ants. No, it's the opinion of two people with bad boulder intentions. Reference."

"" Become!?

"It's two teas!!!!

The words of objection are dispelled by Azley's full affirmation (,), and the two eyes are rounded.

Everyone laughs bitterly at those two reactions.

Two outrages with no place to go. But that's an indescribable outrage that the two of us have never experienced before. The next moment it will be foggy, little anger.

The blood-eyed Azley is too serious, and it's ridiculous to be angry.

"... you can drink Irene's tea..."

- Yeah, it's a good experience.

Catherine and Jacob gaze at each other with their shoulders up.

"Mmmm...! Hmm?"

As Azley roared, staring at the paper that Dragan had cleared, he saw a square shadow in front of him. When I looked up, there he was, like, a ten-gallon.

"Hmm."

The identity of the square shadow. The paper handed over contained Azley's unknown abridged official conversion method.

"As a result of my own thoughts."

"Ooh......! Thanks!

"Well, if you're graduating from the University of Magic, it's an abbreviation to come up with..."

Tengalon says as he turns away.

Azley, who has been expelled from the University of Magic in a year, does not take it ironically and receives it with a smile.

"Tea -"

- I don't want it.

Ten gallons blocking Azley's words.

I knew what that meant right away. Abbreviated paper handed to you by your left hand. Hot tea on your right.

"Hey Ten Gallons! That's Azley's!?

Eileen's words arrive in the hall and know what those Tengalon words mean.

"I already got it..."

The tea-sweeping tengalon grinned and saw Azley.