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

On this day, Riesha Laceft, with her father Joshua, was attending a magic master salon hosted by a certain nobleman.

- Salon. It's a meeting where organizers invite intellectuals to enjoy intelligent conversations.

It is a social place where the upper classes seek to interact, and in Europe it is said that private assemblies of French aristocracy are its run.

The Salon of the Mage also naturally falls under it.

Invite famous magicians to speak to them about magic and enlighten those present.

Naturally only those in the upper knowledge bracket, the Magic Instructor, can be called here, and only those in noble capacities among them can attend.

It is a gathering that requires not only magic, but also sophistication and political knowledge.

The salon that Riesha will be attending this time will be hosted by the Marquis Rondielle family.

Gastarks Rondiel, one of the most famous magicians in the country. It was started by its third son, Casista Rondiel, who said that, among a few magician salons, this gathering can only be attended by those who have been chosen in particular.

Reesha will also be attending for the second time on this day.

Previously, I was taken by my father Joshua and attended the Salon of the Magic Master several times, but this meeting makes me particularly nervous. Usually attending is all about the same personality and a Salon of Wizards who use the magic of the same lineage, but this Salon draws a line from it.

The House of Laceft and the House of Rondiel are another faction as magicians.

It is a family of wizards who prefer to use one or more flames, and a family of wizards involved in material manipulation.

Naturally there are also differences in magical thinking, and since secrets within factions are sometimes spoken of in salons, you should also be aware of mundane conversational differences and contraindications (taboos).

Not so much as an enemy land… but some of those gathered are overly vigilant, so they also feel somewhere narrow in their shoulders.

It would still be Joshua's skill to be able to attend.

The Laceft family is a historical lineage even seen throughout the kingdom, producing powerful magicians from generation to generation.

There are many activities on the battlefield, so naturally there are few aristocrats who refuse to attend.

Even when Casista Rondiel heard about "trying to invite a partisan magician to the salon," she raised her hand first to root for the people, and thus rowed into attendance.

Behind the venue is the figure of Casista Rondiel, organiser of the salon.

I was in my mid-forties when I was old.

Sleek and sturdy.

The clothes worn are not those worn by traditional aristocrats.

A combination of jackets and long trousers, which is fashionable these days.

There are several medals on the chest.

He responds in a flamboyant manner to the nobles who took part, as he wields a smile that people like.

Risha's knowledgeable military family person is something that is usually crisp, always full of majesty, and brings together a prestige according to his identity and strength - but I get a very soft impression from him.

I often speak to women because of their lineage.

If you look closely, you don't feel like your nose is stretched out.

My father said that the Rondiel people were [female lovers].

He loves pretty girls, starting with Gastarks Rondiel and going all the way to his siblings.

... Around there, I don't know.

Fuji Joshua opens his mouth.

"Reesha, this will also be my second attendance at this salon today. I can't help but be somewhat nervous, but don't miss the opportunity to talk to the Mage. Come and join the conversation in an active manner."

"Yes."

"This meeting also has many descendants of highly qualified aristocratic families. I'll be careful too, but before I speak up, I need to know exactly where they stand from their behavior, clothes, and ornaments."

Returns an acknowledgement in response to a cautionary statement.

It is disrespectful for a lowly aristocrat to speak first to a lowly aristocrat in these places. In the meantime, because of the mixing of younger children here, it can be tricky at first sight and now, but basically we need to be constantly concerned because we are all worthy or better than ourselves.

Whether it's tradition or emerging these days, aristocracy is also marked by changes in clothing, which is why it's difficult to be a standard around it.

Again, listening to precautions from Joshua, I heard a fuss.

"Isn't this Lord Laceft?"

"Oh, Lord Razrael. More importantly, you're going to win."

It was Viscount Razrael who had greeted me casually as I remained nervous.

One of the nobles with a territory in the south, he himself is a magician specializing in magic dealing with rocks and such.

I didn't see him at a previous gathering, but he was in attendance this time.

Next to Viscount Razrael when you see him, there is one child his age.

The same brown hair as his father's.

A look that makes the boy feel riddled.

Put together the clothes worn by the noble men.

In a gentle expression, he was a boy who made strong will live with him.

First, after greeting each other's parents,

"I'm Kane Razrael. Greetings."

The tone of greeting is pretty shattered, but thanksgiving is neat as if fitted into a mold.

The work was thoroughly beautiful from one to ten, and I could see that I was rigorously educated.

Perhaps Viscount Razrael, his parent, is intentionally making him do so.

Be polite, but be friendly.

In the aristocracy, where tough speaking is normal, this gives a very fresh impression.

It would be for building a good friendship.

- Kane Razrael.

This name is famous in the Magic Master neighborhood.

It possesses a wealth of magic, and the story is that many who were present were surprised by the length of the initial release time when the magic was measured.

It is rumored to be a lie or a truth, a 'hero' whose resurgence is told in the Chronicle, etc.

"My name is Liesha Laceft"

In response to Kane's greeting, this one returns a basic greeting.

Kane, by contrast, still uttered a rather shattered tone, but a word that gave him a peek of confidence.

"I'm asking about you. Let's get along with those who are going to support the kingdom with magic."

"Yes, thank you"

A greeting that seems familiar to me for the first time, but an uncontrolled smile takes my guard off.

Huh, listening to my fathers conversation, they seem to be paying attention to someone.

"... over there, in the Duke of Sci-Fis house"

"... you're Princess Claudia. He's got a lot of magic, too."

At the end of their gaze, the figure of a beautiful girl.

As old as I am or Kane.

Claudia Sci-Fis.

She is the princess of the Sci-Fis family, one of the four dukes supporting the royal stall, and she also has a considerable amount of magic.

"No, I hear this age is grainy compared to other years."

"Including your son in the house"

"So is your son."

Joshua and the Viscount laugh at each other.

I guess such a compliment is one of the greetings, but what a uncomfortable child to be heard about it.

Parents can't seem to stop bragging about each other and their children even as they look at each other in the light.

"Parental idiot and embarrassed. But I'm not looking forward to enrolling my son in the magic school. I'm sure you'll be a great magician in history."

"My daughter can't beat you either."

"Ha! No, we're looking forward to seeing each other in three years!

"Really."

Casista appears as they were greeting each other as they converse in an upbeat mood.

"I'm sorry we're having a conversation. May I say hello?

When the voice is heard, Joshua and the Viscount immediately erase the atmosphere until then and take a fearful attitude.

If you imitate it with Kane, Viscount Razrael greets you first.

It's the same southern nobility, and as a magician, it's sometimes called an alliance, and I guess it's not an unknown fellow.

When Cassista responded flatly to both of them, he turned this way this time.

"Dear Casista, It's Joshua from the Laceft family."

"Miss Riesha to Lord Joshua. That was the second time you attended tonight's meeting. Sorry I didn't get much time the other day."

"No! I'm afraid Mr. Casista will apologize to me..."

"I'm kind of the nobleman's third man, for example. My father gave me an extra Viscount."

"Be modest..."

Joshua feels half troubled, like Casista sucks too much.

The title you have is the same as Joshua's, but you're older than once, and naturally you're better off Casista, a Marquis person.

Let's take a look at this Magic Instructor Salon.

This is not the only salon I can imitate in the Viscount family.

Still low on the hips like this, is that the nature of it?

After Joshua, thanking Casista,

"I hear you put a lot of effort into magic education in your house. Miss Riesha, how far is the magic study going?

"Yes, Master Casista. The other day, with the magic of [Flash Spear (Flamloon)], we were able to destroy the stone."

"Oh, my God! Is that so?

Casista raised her voice of amazement.

The nobles and their descendants who were around also stood ears, turning this way in surprise.

Magic requires the same chanting technique that casts spells correctly, but also the accuracy of the imagination. Even if you can learn spells and use magic, if your imagination is sweet or you can't put in the magic you need, you can't use the power you expect.

For this reason, the destruction of rocks and other hard objects in the [Flash Spear (Flamloon)] is assumed to be one indicator.

Fire is a phenomenon.

This is also something that cannot be discussed as a substance.

For the first time in the kingdom, we can say that we have learned this magic by destroying matter.

Besides, [Flash Spear (Flamloon)] is one of the basic magic used in the National Army.

If we can use this, it also means we can go to battle at any time.

Casista leaves a more admirable breath on her surprised face.

"My younger brother, who entered this year's [Stone Autumn Party], also said he was still struggling with the manipulation of magic..."

[Shi Qiu Hui].

This is not a rally such as a salon, it's like a private school that trains in magic.

Instructors are placed on instructors who have acquired some magic skills, and the magicians learn and extremes magic beneath them.

In a way, it can also be described as a magical version of a dojo.

This [Stone Autumn Society] has produced a large number of competent magicians, many of whom are said to be lecturers at the Magic Court.

Even in such a place, it seems unusual for someone around the age of ten to be able to use magic.

"Excellent. Was this also under Sir Laceft's guidance?

"No, it is due to my daughter's height of talent. I remember how hard it was to use magic when I was Reesha."

When Joshua says so, Viscount Razrael and his son Kane spill a surprising exhale.

"Has the Laceft family taught that much already this past year..."

"I've just been able to use the [Shi Jian Sword (Rear Earth Zapper)], too."

"No, I haven't."

When you pinch the humility, the casista,

"Again, is it compared to your father?

".................. Yes. My father is a powerful wizard."

There was a time, because I thought of 'that guy' first, to a comparable subject.

My strength as a wizard mentor is higher than that of my father and uncle, followed by Noah and Kazzi.

Needless to say, the amount of magic.

But it's that guy that still comes to mind.

Yes, two years ago, he was able to use magic even stronger than [Flash Spear (Flame Rune)].

Even before this, when I went to see my parents in hiding, that guy taught me magic.

[Scrap Armor Sleeve (Scrap Arm)].

It seems to be a modification of the original magic I made before.

The number of original magic produced now exceeds twenty, including those that are less usable.

Even though my father says he will have a lot of trouble consolidating his imagination to make new magic.

My brother has the impression that as long as he has words, he will produce them easily.

It's as if there's too much magic you want to make, and vice versa you seem troubled.

... For a while, until the lecture of the Wizard began, my father was with Viscount Razrael.

I was having a conversation with Kane about magic myself, that fold.

A loud international cheer arose near the entrance to the venue.

At the same time, the road is wide open.

There was an old man in the same kind of menswear as Casista.

Bring one squire to each side.

Handle bent stick in hand.

A recent fashionable hat called a mid-fold hat on the head.

I hear a grunt from around me that resembles awe: "It's Master Gastarks......"

Gastarks Rondiel. Be a hero of the kingdom and one of the guides of the Nation's demons.

"We know that the people gathered here are truly sorry for their intrusion into silence."

As he walks out, the nobles step back from the spot.

Or don't.

Or fear its majesty.

People's hedges crack naturally, on the big road.

All the nobles pay their most respects.

As Gastarks approached.

Due to its intense prestige, the venue's air is tense and tense.

dull as if they had been shackled with lead on their hands and feet.

Still, it's the gaze of vision that can be directed at Gastarks.

Nobles in the field - none of the magicians and none of him have more longing than that at the same time that they have fear of him.

As a hero of the kingdom.

As the Great Magic Instructor.

Casista, my son, is the only one who can deal with it as usual.

Joshua also remains thankful and nervous.

I can't move as much as I want, either.

Lead is also felt to move one fingertip.

As the Casista approaches with an elegant foothold, the tension that was full of venues eases.

"This is Father."

"I'm sorry for the sudden visit."

"No, Father, you're always welcome."

That way, after they had a casual conversation for a while.

"No, and you have all your pretty daughters."

"You will. You will! No, just beautiful ladies and ladies looking forward to the future..."

For some reason, I started to get excited about women's stories.

"- That girl over there is adorable."

"- In five more years..."

etc.

From between them, I don't feel like hearing strange sneers like "eh..." and "so...".

Naturally, it would go without saying that the tension in the venue was devastated.

All the nobles at the venue take the opportunity to thank you.

Although the finish of the prestige is still elusive and the quiet remains intact.

I stopped nearby, so I hear the conversation between the two of them.

"And how was your day?"

"It was urgent and I wanted to gather my family."

"What?"

So Gastarks ears at Casista.

Then, the complexion of the casista changes within a glance.

I stuck a surprise in my face.

"Is that true......!

"Uhm."

"But who the hell would do something like that? Are these the other National Magic Instructors?

"We can't talk about the producer. That's all there is to know, Lord."

"Ha... ha! Right......"

"I had some Godwald accommodate me. Of course, it is conditional on use."

"I mean, this convocation..."

"It is as I see it. It's been a long time since I've coached you."

"Of course you are!

Casista raises her voice full of joy.

Seems just as happy to jump up.

I saw that. Joshua and Viscount Razrael whispered.

"... you seem to have had a thing for me"

"Yeah, it seems so."

As I heard such a story, Fuji Gastarks' gaze turned to this one.

It has to be sharp, like I don't think I was waving a disturbing gaze until earlier.

And give him a look like he noticed something.

"- The silver hair of the Laceft family?"

Then, as Casista supplements,

"Ha. I knew that in the future I should also deepen my interaction with the separated magicians. This time, I asked Viscount Laceft to raise his hand."

"Hmm. Fortunately, a lineage of origin in the kingdom acted as soon as possible."

That's what I'm saying, Gastarks is approaching.

Even though he is an old man, he is an old man.

Despite being a little taller than my father, three times that is illusory to be large.

The nobility that he defeated before was also a marquis, but to the point that it seemed like a bean grain at all.

Joshua gives thanks by poking her knee.

"Marquis, we're out of time. It's in Joshua Laceft. This is my daughter's."

"It's Riesha. My Lord Marquis, this is the first time I have seen you…"

"Uhm."

Body tied to tension, but only greeting could succeed.

This must have been my father's education, too.

I get trained from day to day to get used to strong pressure.

My father is also a powerful magician, although not even my uncle Crave.

The wind that releases leads to the tying of the body.

Then he makes a voice like Gastarks impressed.

"It is great to be able to respond properly to this old bone. Looking forward to the future."

"Yes, sir"

Surprising voices are raised from all around "I didn't know Your Excellency could give me words of praise" and "No, it's wonderful".

The same is true of the embarrassment with which the gaze is poured at once, but now the tension in front of the National Magic Instructor was prevailing.

That's when Gastarks said something that bothered him.

- I met my brother today.

"Huh...?

I raise my voice of confusion.

I wonder why the story of my brother comes out of Gastarks' mouth.

Confused, Gastarks is with a voice that feels both kindness and harshness.

"Encourage it in the future. If you fail to make an effort, you will soon stop chasing them."

I was told that.

The confusion remains intact, but the answer to return it is one.

Even I don't want my brother to leave me.

That's why

"We will strive for and refine further heights"

"That's fine."

When Gastarks nods, Joshua opens his mouth.

"I would ask Your Excellency to forgive me for my disrespect in asking questions. What the hell did you just say?"

"Viscount. That is not what this old bone tells us. Nice."

"... Ha ha"

In the words of Gastarks, Joshua was completely sealed in his pursuit.

Eventually, Gastarks takes his squire and Casista and leaves the venue behind.

The salon was kept intact with Casista's intentions, but it goes without saying that the pain could not fall out of my father's face until the end of the day.