It was dark in a room as small as the classroom, and I couldn't walk properly without the lamp that the clerk lent me.

Down the stairs through an iron door in the deepest part of the Imperial Library, you will reach the 'No Book Room' in the basement.

Starting with the Magic Book, books of a kind that are not available to the public are laid tightly on the shelves lined up between the walls.

Mr. Lulu put the lamp on the stone table in the center of the room and he put me down on the floor.

Then I mounted the tip fitting of the rope down to the ceiling to the lamp and then turned the knob below the lamp for a greater amount of light and a little brighter indoors.

The ceiling seemed to be fitted with a pulley, and when Mr. Lulu pulled the rope on the other side, the lamp slowly climbed to the ceiling.

I'm kind of used to it, so I'm sure Mr. Lulu takes a lot of trips here, too.

"You won't be able to read it, but at the top of every bookshelf, it says the type of book you have. The only thing we're allowed to view this time is the Bookshelf of the Magic Book, so it's the only place you can take it."

That's what Mr. Lulu said, pointing to one of the bookshelves lining the walls. I can't tell at all.

Then Mr. Lulu pulled out the chair that was by the table and took off the poncho that he was weaving his feathers, folding it and laying it on the seat.

I thought I was going to sit tight, and I looked at it, but she held me up and let me sit straight on my laid poncho.

"Oh, uh...?

"They can't use soft materials in this room because it's a mess if they're poorly lit with lamps or something. The chair is made of stone, so it hurts your butt when you sit right down."

That being said, when I sat in a chair with nothing laid on me, Mr. Lulu said, "So?" and turn to me in a classy manner.

"What kind of magic book do you want to read? What's the challenge at the moment? Or do you have the magic you want to use, or the phenomenon you want to have?

"Oh, uh... first of all, I'll put on the mahogany thing today, right?

It's a service contract.

"And shine...?

Mr. Lulu said it as if it were natural, so maybe it's common sense in the magician world.

When you saw my reaction and remembered that speaking of which you said you had mastered magic in self-study by deciphering the magic book appropriately, Mr. Lulu immediately gave me a supplementary explanation.

"A spell is a spell that gives an order to an object and manipulates it as if it were a service, right? That's why it's commonly called a service contract to give it a name first."

"Oh, really... I'm sorry, I didn't know anything"

"Because you can use magic if you don't know this. Don't worry about it."

Mr. Lulu followed me with a gentle voice color. No heart, or I feel softer and gentler on the face than usual.

She's always got an unpleasant looking vertigo, so I was just a little thrilled with that gap.

"So, what's wrong with that?

"Yes. Until now, there have been a lot of things that fall into the Hiragana, but there are a lot of things that fall into the Hiragana, right?

"Did someone tell you that?

"No... but it probably did. It was fun."

In my reply, Mr. Leloux said, "... ugh," he roared angrily for some reason,

"There are, indeed, many different ways in which service contracts work. In addition to the" master control "that you are using right now, there are also" contact control "that serves the entire object directly touched," absolute area isolation "and" relative area isolation "that serve the entire area cut by specifying the spatial coordinates... Then, where things have changed, there are" hitchhiking "and" homecoming invasion "that affect other people's objects."

Name the entire object touched, delimit and name the space, manipulate the object named by someone.

You're probably right. Nothing in particular was unexpected.

"In the meantime, why don't we start with the most major 'contact control'?

"Yes! Regards!

When I bowed my head, Mr. Lulu stood up in large measure and brought some magic books from the bookshelf. And when you hand me one of those books,

"First, can you tell me how you've mastered magic so far? There's an easy way for people to understand, so I don't know if my methods are right for you."

"Yes, well, I'm going to take a look at the carpet first, and see what each egg looks like."

When I put the handed Magic Book on my lap, I look for the part where the spell is written on the first page appropriately.

Then Mr. Lulu moved the chair closer too and peered into the page with me.

And while you say, "This is the spell you're using contact control," it opens that applicable page.

Yeah, what...?

ๅๅ๏๏๏ๅๅ๏๏๏๏ๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅๅ\

ๅ๏๏ๅๅ๏ŮƂ

ๅ ๏ ๅ ๏ ๅ ๏ ๅ ๅ ๏ ๅ ๅ ๅ ๅ ๅ ๅ ๏ ๅ ๅ ๏ ๅ ๅ ๏ ๅ ๅ ๅ \3653

€3653; €3653; €386;

"Ooh!"

“ๅ ๏ ¢¢ๅ"! This is the first naming method I've ever seen!

Is this the contact control of naming touched objects? Awesome tension!

I quickly put Mr. Lulu's poncho up in my hand that I lay on my butt.

Then burn the word "ๅ ๏ ¢¢ๅ" into your eyes often, then slowly narrow your eyes and concentrate.

... The object is the Duke's personal property, so failure is unacceptable.

ๅ Replication experiments ╞ ๏ ๏

ๅ๏๏ๅๅ๏ŮƂ

ๅ ๏ ๏ ๅ ๏ ∺ ╕ Ƃ

€3653; €3653; €3663; €

Integer Control Magic "Replication Experiment" ╞ No Value Received

Touch my hand and give the subject an integer value and the name "ๅ๏$".

Multiply ๅ ๏ €by an integer 2 and store the value to ๅ ๏ €.

Return 3653; 3663; €€after processing.

"… 'Replication experiments'"

When I say my magic name, shortly afterwards, the poncho I had in my hand said, "Poof!" and divided it into two pieces and increased it.

Whoa. The experiment is a success. Good, if the experiment fails and you let Mr. Lulu's personal effects disappear, you'll just be pissed off.

But there was nothing else affordable, and I was totally unwilling to fail, so I forced it. Hehe.

Poncho wasn't the size to fit in my palm, but it just touched some of the ponchos, and it worked on the whole poncho.

Yay! Now you have an extraordinary variety of magic to deal with!

When I looked at Mr. Lulu with joy, for some reason she became a distracted look and then distorted her expression in an unpleasant way.

"... uh, what's wrong? Could it be, is it full?

"No... you're doing great, it's perfect. But I just saw the spell on this page for a second, and I can't believe it activates without chanting..."

"Usually, how do you activate it?

When I casually asked, Mr. Lulu said, "Well, normally..." I took one of the more ponchos I had.

And quietly open your mouth as you run your eyes to the spell of the Book of Magic.

"- Lie flat in my name,“ Poncho. "Increase that number in two, and manifest it -" Duplicate ""

A poncho in Mr. Lulu's hand, just like I did when he said, "Pough!" and increased to two.

Ooh, it's cool to cast some kind of spell and activate magic. Magical.

But if you were to cast a spell, wouldn't you be able to activate the magic in time?

"Always, is that how you have to" say no ”?

"Ordinary magicians do. I'm also chanting outside my area of expertise. If you take the time, you can sing without chanting, but you'll be consuming a lot more magic."

"Huh? Really?

"The longer you're chanting, the more magic you'll consume. So if you take the time to establish a spell in your head, you're going to be fuel-efficient. When you put it into words, you can sort it out, so unfamiliar spells are basically chanted in your mouth."

I accidentally leak my "ho" and admirable breath into a fact I've never known.

The way I've been activating magic, it wasn't very normal, was it?

Thanks to my even programming over the years, I can quickly understand the structure of the spell, and I can clearly think of a string of spells.

That should save you more magic if you don't chant because I can activate magic faster than I can put it into words.

Mr. Lulu will continue his lecture as he throws the two more ponchos at the table.

"If your understanding of the spell is vague, the magic will not activate, or even activate it, it will fall because of the power you see. Besides, it consumes a lot of magic, so a bad magician will soon be in trouble."

I mean, even if you don't like the use of magic and try to activate magic in a hurry, does activating the magic you built properly have an extra bad result?

Training daily to be able to activate quickly and accurately is the shortcut to activate magic most efficiently, isn't it?

Then what you should usually practice would be the magic you use in battle. Otherwise, you don't really have to worry about spending magic or the time to activate it.

"Nevertheless..."

Mr. Lulu had no way of hiding his frustration, and when he looked seriously at my face,

"Spellmastery, comprehension, application, time to activate, and less magic consumed are so genius that all abilities are angry. Maybe you're stronger than me if you fight each other with attack magic."

"Oh, no, that's..."

"Don't be modest. Well, Magcalo's the kind of guy who's holding back the basics, so he might still be one another now.... Lumie is out of the question"

Oh, is Mr. Rümmyfort out of the question after all... they say he's “the strongest man in the race” or something.

And Mr. Magcalo seems to be a balancing type who can handle attribute attacks as fully as I am now. You look like a brain muscle, but you're a surprisingly solid type.

... And then Mr. Lulu said sarah, "If you fight each other with attack magic, you're stronger than me at all"... I mean, if you don't limit yourself to attack magic, you're sure to overwhelm me.

You also said earlier, "I'm still chanting outside of my area of expertise, too".

I'm talking about a wizard with only three people in the empire, so I'm sure he has a bunch of trump cards.

Besides, Mr. Rümmyfort, for example, is a magician, but also a blacksmith.

You can only use magic to fight. It is also possible to forge demon swords and give them to allies, or that the support aspect is very good.

Instead, like me right now, I guess it's second-class, third-class as a mage that can only fight.

What kind of magic does Mr. Lulu handle? Maybe it has something to do with the two names' Wise Eyes'.

Ugh, I'm curious. Why don't you tell me when you ask?

All right, no. Let's ask him.

"Um, Mr. Lulu. What is Mr. Lulu's mahogany?

"Can I ask (...)?"

"What?"

"Only His Majesty knows who I am and is still alive."

... Ah.

"Slightly better, after all"

"Oh, yeah? Then let's practice Absolute Realm Separation."

"Yes, thank you, Sushi."

The way Lulu taught, who seemed all the time grumpy, though surprisingly gentle and polite, should have been very easy to understand...... I didn't make much progress (or so) with the practice that followed.

I don't know why... guess.