Ice Sword Mage Unites the World - The Boy, the world's most powerful magician, enrolls in the S

The master has serious eyes and asks me.

"Where does magic occur in the brain?

"In the frontal lobe? The frontal lobe is an organ that directs the rational part of man. From there, it develops further, where code theory is used… you mean the so-called magical realm."

"Exactly. But think about it. Code theory in the frontal lobe causes code… that is, internal information formats to be processed. That would be good. But in order to use that code theory, we have to retain magic as a memory. That's a kind of mental model. Otherwise, people quickly forget about witchcraft. I also came back to the point of view of the brain to produce a double code theory. Now, when it became clear that I had focused my research on the part called the brain... the movement in this world began to go to the brain, not the magic itself. Now you can say that witchcraft and brain are intimately related."

When I heard the story, I was very good at it. When I snort, I keep talking to my master even more.

"I see... so here comes the memory trail Engram."

"Ah. Something was found in the nerve cells that stores witchcraft as a memory. That's..."

"So the memory trail, Engram."

"Ah. A memory trail, Engram, can be described as magical memory. What is present in the circuits of the brain, in nerve cells. Stuck, what the hell is witchcraft, what is brain, and... what is human root. That's the epidemic of research right now, but here's the problem."

I had an approximate answer to what my master wanted to say when I heard the story.

Studying a person's brain leads to the elucidation of witchcraft.

So, what do I do with that brain research? How am I supposed to procure my brain?

The answer was still...... just as I expected.

"You got something to experiment with inhumanely, didn't you?

"That's right. I guess they decided it was better to cut them open and mess with them directly than read their brains with magic. But it is... a dangerous idea that deprives people of their dignity. With me, I still have the sense that I am a holy" Grand "mage and that I am an abnormal person. But I'm going to be able to stand the line I shouldn't cross. That's when I heard from you."

That said, the master took the letter out of his pocket.

"What's that?

"It's a letter. Anything, he wants to solicit me. The name of the organization is Eusenix, the eugenic institution."

"Eugenics, the eugenic institution… are you literally stained with eugenic ideas?

eugenic ideas. It is a dangerous idea to rewrite the genetic structure of organisms, leaving behind better genes and eliminating the disadvantaged. Before that idea, everything is determined by genes. This means that human rights and so on will cease to exist in humans.

I didn't know the organization that lists it would rise...... on the other hand I think it's ridiculous, it's also a form of human nature. I thought this might be the way of the times.

"Ah. It says it provides the best environment, but I ignore this stuff. Without human dignity, there can be no human development. That is the only thing that awaits ahead is the Dark Town of Distopia. I guess it's the ideal place for them, Utopia..."

"... I see. That's the kind of organization that's emerging."

"Looks like it. So they finished what would be a dark triad system. Rumor has it."

"The Dark Triad System? Are we talking about the dark side of humans?

Dark triad.

That's the dark side of the human psyche. It is divided into three categories, called narcissism, macabelism and psychopathy.

"Exactly. They magically applied three things: narcissism, macaberism, and psychopathy. I don't know the details, but they will never be good. They say something about the truth about witchcraft, but they're genuine lunatics. And well... I said a lot, but they actually have a voice for the Seven Mages as well. That's what Carol said. I mean..."

"You think I'm gonna have a voice, too?

"That's right. That's why it's advice. Don't listen to what they say."

"Of course it is. Master, I have not fallen far short of such an inhumane experiment."

"I guess so. You're my best apprentice. But you also know what it's like to worry about your apprentice. Now I don't have the power to protect Ray anymore."

"... Yes"

Is the master tired of finishing the conversation or stabbing the fork straight into the pound cake and transporting it to his mouth when he puts a good back on his back?

I feel like I want sugar again now, so I do the same thing.

─ ─ Yeah. Yummy!

I still think Kara has the best cake skills in the kingdom. It is also one that seems good to be here.

But you're a bunch of people trying to extremes the truth of magic... for once, mind you... As the Master said, I need to protect myself now. As before, I cannot ask my master to protect me.

It tells the story as it is sitting in a wheelchair.

That's why I wanted to be a protector, not a protector from now on.

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"Why don't you go outside for a little while? It's time to take a forest bath. I want to go with Ray today."

"Okay. Master."

"Wheelchairs for outings are over here"

"Yes."

I'll bring a wheelchair for the outdoors in the corner of the room.

And when I hold my master's body, I move him straight to your wheelchair. Of course, my body adheres to me when I can hold it, so I have a lot to think about, but the fragrance of instant fuzziness puts on my nostrils.

"Perfume, are you wearing it?

"Ah. I'll see Ray today. It's special. Plus, you look good in clothes and hair, right?

"Yep. At first, I thought you were some kind of courtier. My master looks good."

"Ah? What's your appearance?

"Yes...... no. Beautiful personality, isn't it?

"Right ~? You know that."

"Yes......"

And, well, as usual, I can't get my head up.

That's how I told Carla I was going out, and she was going out.

"Ooh... that feels good"

"Don't you?

Pushing the wheelchair, we go through the woods. Back in the day, I just looked up, and now this is how I look down from the top.

Time is really fast.

"Oh speaking of which... it's June, isn't it?

"Yes."

"Magics Chevalier is close to the Magic Swordsman Competition."

"Uh, it's true that three sorcery colleges compete for sorcery swordsmen's, competitions...... right?

"Right. It's a one-on-one, square fight. I'm, by the way, four straight winners, right? It's authentic, undefeated."

"You're a boulder, master"

"If Ray comes out, I think he can win streak..."

"I don't think so."

"I guess. That was a tournament fight, and it can be a streak. You won't be able to do it now."

"Yes, I would like to cure it well... but I'm sure my friend will be out there, so I need your support"

"Oh, who's that?

"Amelia-Rose, the eldest daughter of the Rose family headed by three nobles."

"Oh... I've seen that one, dude"

"Really?

"Just a little party. But, well, did you make friends your age? You've only been surrounded by older people."

"Right. I don't have many friends yet, but I'm going to keep my relationship close to each and every one of them."

"Hmm... so I'll give you this"

That's what the master said, he took out the material with his hands on his chest.

"What's this? You look familiar."

"That's right. Ainsworth style boot camp. There is also an arranged version so that it can be used by students"

"Oh, really..."

"I'm sure you'll be able to help Amelia, won't you? You can use it then."

"If I had the opportunity… I would like to refer to it"

"Heh heh, yeah"

That's how me and my master walk through the woods, the downpour of a leaky day. Gently, and gracefully. I wish these days would go on forever, remembering those days of presence.

I hope so.