Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

After the presentation and explanation of the Magic Gauge was completed and Guild Chief Godwald closed the meeting.

It was a one-off dissolution, but then again, the magicians asked me a few questions individually.

- How much can a magic meter produce per month?

- If the National Magic Instructor wanted, would the handover take precedence?

- Since when can you handle it in a magic court?

- Please accept it because I want to make a special order depending on the purpose.

- I want to be present and give advice when I use it in medical practice.

etc.

As for the fact that the question has been turned into a request from the middle of nowhere, is that reasonably obvious?

After that, naturally, the question was also raised about "magic silver reprocessing," but there was still resistance to publishing just about [the smelter].

There is still something to be studied about this [Alchemist].

Charging [Smelter] directly to the spell's magic consumption is not up to standard or unavailable.

Use for engraving techniques.

[Smelter] It's still possible to use it alone.

You need to identify the time of year more carefully than you know where and what will be your advantage.

Regardless, a system must be put in place to increase the production of the magic gauge's sensory liquid - for more than one reason, the method of reprocessing and the publication of [the smelter] are sent forward.

The story came to a close because the Mage has the implicit rule of 'not touching as much as possible the secrets of other Mages', or not being particularly devoured.

After that, detailed arrangements were to be discussed for operations in the National Army, health care providers.

But the neighborhood was about not having to be present, so we left it to the great people, Godwald and Crave, to put the conference room behind us.

Fold the door open, a conversation from the rear enters my ear.

"I didn't know that no matter how many aristocrats come out, I could behave so grandly on this occasion..."

"You're only ten years old, right? My nephew is of similar age, but behaves like that, etc."

"Be sure to answer Lord Lowheim."

"Why is that called incompetence and obsolete? I still don't know the house of the Wizard..."

"Because Uncle Clemelia knew that Arcs Laceft rumors were without roots or leaves?

"Well, I've learned something recently, too."

"No, Your Majesty will leave me alone with that one. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

From among the generals, such a voice.

When I heard that, I could feel that it was appreciated.

"Master Arcs. Good for you."

"... oh"

"Something's been wrong. It's too lame not to be appreciated if you don't row this far."

"Others can't even get this far."

I guess.

It was probably unprecedented, such as the direct attendance of a demon leader with no track record at the meeting of the National Demon Instructors.

Normally I would be a national magician, or if I didn't build up further achievements after becoming so famous, attendance and other dreams again.

In that regard, I can say that my uncle, Crave, was a national magician and came smoothly.

Without such a cone, even if we had built a magic meter, it would still have been a steep road.

If so, what would have happened?

I was thinking about that, and someone ran through the neighborhood with tremendous momentum.

"I'm a chick! Thanks! I'll let you use it fast!

"Yes, sir"

It was called Frederick, a walnut wizard.

Hurry up and reply, but he waved away somewhere happy.

Not while this one is thanking his superiors.

He wanted to use a magic meter quickly and couldn't help it.

It's not a busy thing, but it's an impossible story, too.

Then, from directly behind, a voice that sounded like a shudder somewhere.

"- Not at all, he's a busy one."

Turning around, there stood Merklea String, a national demon mentor.

a woman wearing a distinctive triangular hat at the depth of her eyes.

Unusual dark hair, dark eyes in the kingdom.

Back length is slightly higher than the current arcs.

Her face is young, yet she looks like a girl in her mid-teens.

Abbreviated to her like that, but trying to thank her, "Fine," she blocked it with her hands and pinched a word.

Which personality do you not care about?

Merklea turns to Noah.

"Noah, it's been a while"

"Master Merklea. We're out of time."

Noah bows her head against Merklea, who spoke up.

In courtesy, it's a friendly exchange.

From there,

"Hmm? You know him?

Ask Noah, Merklea answers that.

"Noah is my first student since I became a lecturer."

"Yeah, I'm a mentor."

"I can illuminate. More compliments."

"No, because I'm not complimenting you"

"... I did say a mentor right now"

"Merklea, I thought you were mistaken for your mentor."

"Keep it an honest compliment. Totally."

That's what Merklea says, half-eyed Noah.

Eventually, he sighed loudly,

"Noah is the same."

Apparently. He still seems to have been like this for a long time.

"Are you now a squire of Arcs Laceft, not Lady Melted Iron?

"Yes, there's something about the magic gauge, Arcs. We have a full day thanks to you"

"That's true. It must be exciting to come up with something like this."

"Let's see. Even before, in the sealed tower of heaven..."

"Seal tower?

"Yes."

"Uh, that's..."

Did Merklea have a matter in mind, although he attempts to mislead appropriately?

I opened my eyes wide and screamed with the momentum to spit out of my mouth.

"But could that jailbreak noise be your fault! Thanks to that, I got more work to do! What will you do!

"This is... I didn't know there was a pathetic victim of the Marquis Gaston here as well. The Marquis is a truly sinful nobleman."

Noah shows a groaning bare gesture and is a transfer of responsibility.

Even imitate wiping tears with a handkerchief, overacting.

No, the Marquis is responsible for everything.

But Merklea doesn't have ears to listen to, or she jumps.

"Who is the pathetic victim! Or how did you get out of there! This one had to work out a plan on how to get out of jail!

"It involves your secret, Arcs."

"What, run away with that hand..."

"Yes, I will let you escape"

When Noah bows his head, Merklea sighs one sigh at just giving up listening out.

Zito eyes on Noah, and right here,

"In this way, Noah has a strong AK personality, contrary to what you see. I'll be careful."

"It is, indeed"

"It is. Don't be alarmed."

That's what I say and show Merklea and the deflected consortium, but what a Noah on the other hand.

He looks like he hasn't sounded at all, and he's smiling bitterly.

fold where he was saying that, Merklea apparently blamed him for seeing something,

"- Chain ban, where are you going on your own?

"Whew."

That's the kind of voice you make when you hit bad.

At the end of Merklea's gaze was Kazzi's appearance as he was trying to sneak off the field.

Naturally, what she gave out was nothing more than a shuddering voice.

"Ugh, what is it? Whoops, what?"

"Master Merklea. Do you know Mr. Kazzi, too?

"This guy is a junior at the magic court. I didn't know this guy was a squire, too."

Then Kazzi gives up his escape or comes by with a bad-looking look of a bat.

"Oh, my God, I didn't know you had a rival magician."

"It's a meeting of the National Magic Instructors. It's natural to sit in rows."

"Confrontation?"

When I'm thinking about two names, Noah ears.

"Master Merklea has been given his name by His Majesty the King, mainly because he conducts research to counter the magic of the enemy's wizards"

Does that mean that Merklea is also a defence requirement?

He seems like a pretty tough person to imagine from the looks of it.

And then he speaks out like Merklea blames Kazzi.

"Lock it down. The guard was enthusiastic. It disappeared as soon as I got out of the magic court, but what the hell were you doing?

"It's a lot of stuff. A lot."

A lot.

Around there, I hear it anyway.

"Is it Marquis related, after all?

"... that's the place"

After all, as Noah said, the Marquis is guilty.

"And the chains. Kasseem was looking for you, wasn't he?

"Uh, I knew it was him."

Kaseam. I remember that name. He was one of the National Magic Instructors named by the Guild Commander at a meeting earlier. With Kasseem Laurie, Magic Supervisor of Dazzling.

Or Kazi, the chief of the inspectorate, if a great human acquaintance does it a lot.

"Mr. Kazzi. How do you relate to the dazzling magician?

"Oh. I'm a junior, just like Lisa."

"I'd like to take care of this man, contrary to his extremely evil looking face. Getting stuck with seniors and instructors was a problem, but they were respected by juniors because they were out of shape. Kaseam, the dazzling magician, is one of them. Your face is terrible."

"I don't care about your face."

To the scattered Kazuzi, put in a follow up.

"No, you're feeling a little better, aren't you?

"Hey, you're not taking refuge. It!

"Master Arcs. Conversely, hasn't the scoundrel gone up?

"Hmm."

"Even you guys can't say anything about your faces!

That's how the three of us talk to each other.

All in all, you're saying that Kazzi was that much appreciated?

When you look at Merklea like you ask,

"This guy is still the chief. I mean, he's a particularly good person in the history of the magic court. There's plenty of room to be a national magician. Of course, it takes a lot of effort."

"Pass me through."

"Don't say that like some nonserious bastard. Totally......"

"I mean, Kazu, you can say that a lot to a national magician."

She's got strength now, too, but she's one of those intimidating people.

Even in this state, the majesty of togetherness is considerable.

Of course, there is so much pressure that it is not comparable to the Marquis of Gaston or anything else.

This one is still done to the extent that it is surprising, but I wonder how this wording is with such an opponent, it was.

"Well, I'm a senior and I'm not familiar with you. You're normal for an old man, aren't you?

"Uncle, you're doing me a favor."

Yes, that's because you're a lot more attentive to me.

From the front, if it's a response that can hit me for real, I'll probably have graduated a few times a day.

That's about all I know. Maybe more than that.

"Arcs, you're probably paralyzed. Even the usual national magician's power is such that ordinary people can't speak a word because of extreme tension."

"Huh? Really?

"Yes. In the time of the Magic Court, Merklea was just nearby, so much so that all the other instructors, including me, were constantly trembling in small pieces because of nervousness"

If we deal with the National Magic Instructor, will that be it?

"The National Magic Instructor is a symbol of the power of the kingdom. You have to have the power to scare others with their mere existence."

Turn your gaze toward a man who does not speak badly against that state-owned magician.

"I've been with that old man for the past month. Well, I can't afford it, but whatever.... I haven't seen your face in a few years and you've often become such a monster."

"The lockdown was just not trying. These days, Kasseem has become more like it, hasn't it?

"Oh really, that hobbyist..."

Kazzi is shocked because it doesn't fit the image.

Does that mean he seems to be a pretty good person?

"Well, it's time to have some free time. Let me use this, unfortunately."

"Yes, if you have any problems, please let us know"

"Okay. Besides, I won't spare any assistance here, so I'd like to thank you for that bespoke item."

Merklea adds that, tongue-in-cheek.

As soon as I say aid, it is indescribable to make a request.

Kazzi says that's why it's [against] him. Contrary to appearance and attitude, they move sharply, and because of their purpose, they find weaknesses in being good.

... This is the only story I saw Noah and Kazzi's face and thought they were just guys against their looks.

Leaving with footsteps so light that Merklea reminds me of skipping.

Well, this one's about to go home again. That fold.

I noticed signs of remembrance approaching.

Just turn around and slowly poke your knees.

What could have been there was Perth Clemeria.

As Charlotte's father, he was also a general of the National Army who met face-to-face in the Marquis' case.

As soon as I thank you, I hear you say, "Take it easy".

"Arcs. Ever since the garden of the Marquis Mansion"

"My Lord Count. We're out of time. Attendance at this meeting, please."

"Hmm. I didn't know you were making something like this in hiding."

The Count said so,

"Magic gauge......? I am not a magician, so knowing the mouth is not advantageous, but with this I will contribute to the further development of the kingdom."

"In that case, I am fortunate to be a magician."

"Sometimes both I and in my position the troops of the Magic Instructor operate. I always struggle when forming troops, but with this, it's going to be a lot easier."

"I would be delighted if I could remove even a small amount of your hard work."

"Inventions for the royal good and hence leading to the development of the country. Brilliant."

"No, it's all because of my uncle's hard work."

"Well... but to be humble, you should train your facial expressions a little bit more"

"Ah, uh..."

"Ha."

Apparently, the Count blamed him for the delightful colour of his invisible face.

I guess I saw my mouth angle go up and down from time to time.

Make a happy laugh.

Now the humility that was lined up is too white.

I felt ashamed of it and said I was depressed.

"... it's Arcs. After all, you didn't tell Joshua about this magic meter?

"Yes, because I have too much anxiety to tell my father"

"Right."

Does the Count have any idea what he hasn't told my father?

My eyes narrow slightly.

... the Count should also know about his family ties.

"It's such a feat. From now on, there will be more trouble. Do you have any idea what to do around there?

"Yes. Even so, I'll just stand around to avoid it as much as possible"

"It's important to be careful, but it's also important to bring together people you trust. All of them will be understaffed. Seeking such a person should also be kept in view"

"Thank you for your advice"

Sure it is. The Count is right, you better have more company. Sometimes even if you notice some trick, you can't handle it in time if you don't have enough hands.

The Count's advice will be of great significance for us to move forward.

After thanking the Earl for his teachings,

"That. I know it's thick, but I have one favor for you, Your Excellency."

"Say it."

"I wonder if Your Excellency often meets with my father. I don't want my father to tell me who made this."

It's a little self-defense.

Joshua is the head of the house of the Wizard. It's only a matter of time before the magic gauge is announced and you're in your ears more than going out everywhere.

And if you notice the producer, you don't know what you're going to do.

Since the announcement is already over, there will be no taking away the results, but it is well thought that you will harass me more than you neglect yourself, and it may be enough for the spearhead to go to Riesha.

This appeal, to avoid it at all.

"But that one is also the main one. It's only a matter of time before we get there."

"Still, you'll be buying time. By then, it's a slight resistance if the scaffolding is consolidated."

Then the Count tends to lay his eyes down,

"Arcs. You resent Joshua?

"Yes."

I felt like I saw something slight but surprising in the Count's face when this one said it without hesitation.

"Then we can hit that magic meter."

"It's too early to do that. Consequences of letting emotions take action. I don't think I have enough power to stand it right now. I'll keep it until then when I'm older, stronger, and more able to counter it. And -"

- One day I'll smash Laceft's house.

Only the words, swallowed. I had to swallow it.

If you hear the words, the matter is headed by the Eastern nobility. Before the sprouts that cause disturbances, you won't be able to shut up.

"... you can't fight without winning."

"Yes."

"Looks like Joshua's turned a terrible opponent against his enemy."

The face of the Count, who looked up, was somewhat hidden in a sad colour.

As proof of that,

"It's Arcs. Wouldn't it be sad for parents and children to argue?

"I think so too. But I know there are inevitable battles."

And

"My lord. For boys, man parents are on the first wall you have to get over. Whether it's an inner wall to others, to me, that's just what stood in front of me, faster and in an extremely obvious state than others. If so, the means to overcome must also be visible"

"That's quite an interesting convenience."

"If you don't think about it, you can't do it."

"... an unfortunate thing. I can't help but notice that I've been pushed to the point where I have to make such a determination."

The Earl looks up at the ceiling and says so.

Do you take into account the situation?

"For your house, it might be fate"

"Destiny"

"No, it was a silence. Forget it."

"Ha"

After being silent for a while, the Count eventually asks about the ceiling.

"Arcs. What the hell are you up to?

What you aim for.

That's what I talked to Swoo about once.

Be great.

Grow up.

But that is not the answer to this question.

So,

"... I don't know"

"Right. I don't think there's much clarity at the moment."

The answer is, it's not out yet.

Who the hell am I going to be? Who the hell do you want to be?

Even if you get a status, establish a position, and hold a position, it's different from what you make up from it.

For the first time when it has been decided what will make of it, you will be able to answer the Count's question.

"Arcs. I just want to be great, I want to be strong. But sometimes I will lose track. Not yet, but give me that answer soon. Don't lose sight of who you are."

"Yes."

And the Count,

"Let's hear what you wanted earlier. Just remember, I can't help you."

"That's enough for me."

The Count also has a position. To disdain yourself is to disdain Joshua. It leads to an act of disturbing the order of the aristocracy. As someone who controls a gunpowder bank called a military family, I guess that means you can't.

But he also worried me.

A lot of the advice on this day would be an indication of that.

The Count stays put and takes away some of his squire.

I dropped off the back of one parent and followed the Magic Instructor Guild with Noah and Kazzi.