The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"How about that, Mr. Azley?"

"I did my best to make it! Don't lose the power of Azley!

As soon as I came to the artisans' workplace, a wand tucked away in my hand.

The best wand that Don Kisaraghi and Reus Kisaraghi call Kaishin's creation.

I'm familiar with my hands more than I've ever felt before. Asobi (,,,) commensurate with length, weight, cosmic diagram speed, and surgeon's prowess. Blunt instrument if shaken. Stab and sword. One of Garm Kissaraghi's overgrown drinium rods.

It moves like a limb, light as a feather, even though it wields so much of the industry.

"... that's amazing"

Before I thought about it, I used it as a word.

What surprised me most was the emblem that was in the cane pattern. This is indisputably proof that it corresponds to Swift Magic.

"Without the notes your ancestors left, this would not have been complete"

"Yeah, it was amazing! A guy named Gulm in a note!

"Ha, just a little...... no, he was a very alcoholic person"

When I said that, Reus snorted a little deliberately.

"Ugh, that's kinda nasty..."

Don kept explaining to me as I smiled bitterly at Reus' words.

"The maximum number of swift magic that exists is Dear Eileen or Gaston...... Damascus Rod that the Royalists have. This involves five magics. But the wand can contain six magic. It's not just Mr. Azley in terms of workload, but the wand is undoubtedly the strongest wand of all time."

Don's pride and conviction can be seen in the quiet explanation.

Reus next door also has his chest stretched as if he had done it.

"Thank you. A fierce battle to Lucifer...... you can fight this!

Reus skewed his face just a little as I grabbed the wand.

"... so that means Lucifer can't be used by them after all...?

This wand made me the best I could with diligence. That's why I couldn't lie.

Face Reus and put your hands on that head.

"Oh, I'd be fine if I were another demon. Lucifer has to be this way."

Hold the other hand and show Reus your fist.

Then Don, who had his mouth tied by one of my words, opens it.

"Did you still? That fierce battlefield...... I collected fragments of Drinium Rod when I examined the temple tracks where Mr. Azley and Lucifer fought. Looking over the loupe, drinium steel, refined to the extreme, was extremely thin (please) but did not lose its radiance. This means that Drinium Rod - the wand itself was struck so hard that it was unaware of it. That wand is the result of your ancestors pursuing only hardness. But that's the limit hardness of drinium steel. That was also stated in your ancestors' notes. We did everything we could, but we still couldn't get beyond it."

"I understand. But you two can't beat that Drinium Rod for me either...... no, you made more canes than that. This is never a lie. We will make the most of it."

Don and Reus, who were listening to the response with their eyes down, quietly opened their eyes and nodded as they matched each other.

And Don scratched his nose head a little shy before opening his mouth.

"It's people who should be left behind. When it comes to our greatest masterpiece, it's a tool. But the tools are only held by those who should be left behind. I'm really glad Mr. Azley is the one to entrust."

"Yeah. Oh, hey, Azley! With your father, I named that wand!

Reus looks up at me happy. I turn to Don.

"It's not an approximate name to attach to a weapon, but we have branded it [Infinite Hope]"

That's what they say, I look behind the emblem. Then it was really small and carved like that. No one has lost hope. I learn again that this is not a battle to defeat Lucifer the Demon King. This is a battle to protect everyone's hopes.

I hold the infinite hope Infinite Hope and see the strong eyes of the soulless craftsmen.

"Thank you, I will use it"

You can't waste their, hot souls.

Time no longer stops. With the Demon King Army...... the showdown with Lucifer is close.

That's what I said to my heart, and now I hold on to Infinite Hope once and for all.

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"It's been a long time since anything happened. The Master and I walk together like this."

"I am the development of magic. Are you training with the Heavenly Beasts?

"Yep! I'm studying a lot right now! Fire Dragon King - Preparations to fight Hell Dragon Hell Emperor are also steadily moving forward!

I looked round my eyes at the pouch I was good at.

"What's going on? You look weirder than usual?

"Oh, no... he hated it. He said he was energetic for the split."

"............... would you like me to stick it in my mess? This kind of builds up fried chicken."

"It's frustration. Oh, my God, you're drooling!

"Oops, you can't. Can you think of anything at all?

"What is it?

"The time I can do this with my master is really short."

"Is that what you're saying now?

"When are you going to say it without telling me now!? In front of everyone!? I don't want to. I'm embarrassed!

"Okay! All right, man! I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come today."

Serious Porch sometime.

Coming out south of Ed, I sit on a nearby rock.

Porch is sitting in front of me, too.

... Mmm, I don't know what to tell you when it comes to having to be serious like this.

Maybe Porch did the same thing? I thought so and when I saw Porch, there was a dog there with a big stretch (yawn).

"Hey, what you're saying isn't what you're doing!

"It's a menstrual phenomenon! Hasn't the master ever been absent?

"I make you feel good every day!

"Nma! It's really healthy! You're just concerned about boulder health! Thanks to you, I've stopped worrying about my master's illness recently!

"It's an anomaly that you don't get sick eating all that stupid!

"It's an anomaly that you don't consume that much and you don't get sick master!

"I'm muscled properly!

"Oh wow! But I didn't lose either! Mr. Black Turtle praised me today!

"Wouldn't it be awesome to be praised by the elders of Heavenly Beasts!

"Praise me more!

"No, what did they praise you for first!?

"Why do I have to bother explaining that to my master!?

"Oh!? Oh, now you're talking about me! I don't know what you don't want to say.

"Shit! That's right! I said a lot of bad things about the master, and Mr. Black Turtle told me! 'That's all you can say about it often. Respect'!

"How can that be a compliment!?

"You're being sonked! Wouldn't that be awesome!?

"Oh, okay! Then I'll give you a compliment if you beat Hell Emperor!

"Even the master will compliment you! Lucifer, if you take him down!

"Oh! That's a battle, then!

"Fine! Why don't we put it on black and white!

"What the hell did the Black Wolf say?!

"Stupid Master!

"Dog cuckoo!

"" Phew Phew Phew...... Hmm!!

We talked with each other breathing on our shoulders and ended up in our usual place.

When this is over, Porch will be refreshed as usual.

Me and Porch stood up sometime in the middle of a conversation (or so). I don't give you any signals, I lower my back at the same time.

Look, Porch still has a refreshing and kerosene face.

"... what is it, you look so refreshed?

Still strong, Porch has blocked me from telling Porch to take the lead.

... Speaking of which, I was. When I talked to Porch about something important, it was always after these words.

We hit each other with what we're accumulating, and we start talking after we spit everything out.

Because stories from the past, stories from now on, will result in accumulating them again.

That's why I'm sending it to Porch for the last time with a refreshing face.

- Best sarcasm.

"Ugh. I had a bunch of fried chicken."