Muyoku no Seijo wa Okane ni Tokimeku

The new mentor, Gustav Suheiden, who loosely collapses a white robe representing cleanliness and abnegation and does not even try to hide his carefree appearance - moved on to lecture early, simply by name.

He's a holy knight. He didn't make a single mouthful of his comings, like what, but he still had something to convey just by his name and his carnivorous appearance.

Focusing on female students, the stiffness does not subside.

If you clear your ears, most of them seem to come all the way to the charm of a crude man that is hard to see in college.

On the other hand, male students' reactions varied from looking at things that were interesting, things that included aspirations, and things that could be revealed.

Leo seems to be the former in a blur, and the prince or Oscar in the latter.

The elders take a static stance against Leo, who throws an exciting glance.

After a wide variety of gazes, Gustav continued his lecture with beauty.

"Spirits are wind and light. No one will ever live consciously about the formation of the air or sunlight, so we will not talk about its history or its characteristics. Read the textbooks around there. But feel the spirit. My lecture narrows me down to practice."

Dont Think Feel! is your son who goes by the earth.

Leo, who preferred practice to theory, made his eyes shine more and more.

(I think Dr. Harald's lecture was always just a long explanation of the theory. Learning about magic and the structure of spirits can't be money, but if I can summon spirits, I'm one of the celebrities. Nice, nice, Dr. Gustav!

Harald was a rare person who brought together magical and spiritual powers, but neither did his power, nor did his lectures.

And then I said, "You can use it on your belt or on your taski!" He grabbed a half-length cloth and remembered a bitter experience that he couldn't use on either of them in the end, and Leo shrugged in his face.

"Dr. Harald, once again, guilty... Dr. Gustav, now, if you need it,"

"Right," snorted Natalia, who heard the girl next door whining.

Perhaps Harald has focused on brainwashing the students, avoiding as much hands-on classes as possible that could bankrupt falsehood.

In that regard, Gustav doesn't seem to have magic, but he seems so confident in spiritual power.

And his lecture policy was exactly what he needed now for the students, who had been slammed into the theory all the time and were completely overwhelmed.

(As the majority of the female students ascend to his masculine charm, Leonora is not trapped by such a lowly emotion, but stares firmly at the status quo. - That's right)

Once again, Natalia felt the girl's nobility, unaware that Leo was imprisoned by the idea of being a lowlife and unbelievable, such as, "At dawn when I could call the Spirit..." and "No, tailored to the highlights of street art..."

(I have to keep my head down, too)

Nothing, I'm not at all thinking that those slightly thick lips are sexy, or that the short hair that covers the rough with a contour is like a lion's hyena (freshly), but I have to keep my mind together and come to the lecture anyway.

And Gustav raised his right hand, "For example," and said something short.

As soon as, oops, the ambient air roared and a giant firepillar wrapped around the altar. When the students scream in unison, it fits in, by the way.

It was the manifestation of the Spirit of Fire.

"-... that's so powerful"

"Yep. It's almost equivalent to magic, and... what a flame to emerge with all those short chants. How much the Spirit loves you."

Alberto and the others will look serious by accident.

Spiritual power, unlike the magical power that "activates" the blood of a mighty dragon flowing in the operator's own body, "borrows" the natural power that dwells on the earth.

Inevitably, its power tends to be weaker than magic, and it takes a long sacrament to plead with the Spirit.

I let it set up a giant firepillar in a way that was almost unchanging, so Gustav would still be a bearer of considerable abilities, sufficient for the status of the Holy Knight.

(I mean... instead of using my magic power (money), I use the spiritual power (money) of other people (Hisama) to eat and drink, like, naturally, right?

Leo was paralyzed when he dropped his heart in a lowly example.

- Spiritual power, okay.

Much better than some kind of shredding magic, spiritual power in the days to come.

Until long enough ago, Leo was worried about whether to take this lecture in the future or skip for an inside job, etc., but he listened to Gustav's explanation by focusing on all the focus he could now have.

"A noble being, supreme life. Words expressing the Spirit vary, but they certainly have feelings and preferences, too. I'll do it to the point of calling them today while comforting them well with their emotions. - Well, if I can call it in, that's pretty much what I'm doing for class this semester."

What a classroom policy with cluttered milestones.

But I almost wanted it.

Gustav twirled the firepowder scattered over his hands - which, whilst still, seemed to tease and play with the toddler jumping around properly - mentioning the specific method of summoning.

"Summoning them is the same as asking people for things in the end. However, because you are 'first-person' with the Spirit, you need to stir it up excessively and come out poorly. It's up to you how to approach me like a sweet grandson to a bullseye, or attack me like a woman who has a crush on her lover, - but, man, that's it. Basically, they only speak ancient Erandean, so I'm gonna do it."

Many students leaked their voices of despair to the last word added so far.

Erandean is an essential upbringing of imperial aristocracy in the classics, but to its difficulty, it is rare for those who can speak fluently.

I don't want to talk about it so smoothly that I can move the mind of the Spirit with old-fashioned rhetoric.

The method of summoning itself is lucid, but everyone faded to the height of its physical hurdles.

(Oh, my God, I got ecology!

On the other hand, it was Leo who showed the Russian motivation.

With a childhood acquaintance from Elland named Bruno, he is fluent in Ellandic, albeit slang mixed, and is also good at bursting sales talks.

Exactly. I haven't mastered Ancient Ellandic, but some of the spring books I've translated in bytes were antiquities, so if you imitate it and speak it backwards, it will surely look like it.

Still forward, Gustav talks about "if you can be at Mabdachi or lover level, you can get the help of the Spirit, or the sperm," or "the person who gets the sperm is recognized for the status of" Spirit's Beloved Son, "but Leo no longer heard such an explanation or anything.

Here's one, the Golden Spirit! And he was barking his nose to summon the spirits that were not there, and he was busy thinking about what to call them.

Beside the girl who contemplates with a floating look, Bianca pulled her lips together all the time.

(In ancient Errand, is that...?

For Bianca, who has achieved quite well in a single discipline, it is fair to say that Ellandic is the only one.

Natalia and Alberto can manipulate it without difficulty, and I still can't even read it. I don't want you to talk about it in a way that is close to the Biblical Scriptures.

(I thought if I lacked magic, I'd at least have spiritual power...)

A little scarce magical power when it comes to the royal princess - and still, more abundant than the lady in line - was Bianca's covert complex.

At the very least, I was looking forward to the lecture, thinking that if I could manipulate the spiritual powers that are said to be incompatible with magic, I would also dress up, but this makes it irresistible.

On the side, a girl or cousin with the same or more magical powers as herself, closing her eyes and indulging in the Holy Word.

Bianca turned her belly when she saw that the students around her had also begun to utter thoughtfully the ancient Ellandic plated words.

(... I have no choice. Connect my words to the best of my knowledge, and let's start with this place.)

From today onwards she was determined to add ancient Erlandic to the voluntary challenge as well, and she joined hands to try and whine softly.

"Come. Light Cradle '

From the beginning, there was no way I could invoke that among spirits, which is particularly high in character, but I don't know what other spirits are called in ancient Errand.

First he called the name of the most major spirits, and Bianca awkwardly overlapped the words.

"Please, come. Come. '

I've tried it for a while, but there's no sign of it.

After all, when I sighed,

"- O glorious supreme light, a golden glow that tears the darkness and illuminates the way. Show me your honor."

Rin's voice echoed from next to his left and Bianca raised her face all the way up.

Seeing, a girl with a sincere light in her purple crystal eyes stares into the void and utters a holy sentence.

To Bianca, who is oblivious to the Ellandic language, I could not understand it until its meaning, but I only found it to sound very noble and beautiful about something.

"Old and young, noble and flamboyant, alike illuminated already noble. Open up constantly more obscure than Kabiku, give him abundance and show merciful appearance now before my faithful servant."

At some point, the surroundings began to shut up to its delicious chants.

You want to put your own summons down and stare at it, because it was a sight like a religious painting.

It is definitely the Spirit of Light that the girl lives with a bell-ringing voice.

A girl of spiritual beauty herself was now even like a spiritual experimental witch.

"Forgive me, my lord, for my lowly hand touches you."

Finally, I closed my eyes, pressed my forehead against my assembled hands, and when it comes to Leo praying mummy,

(Come out... Come out, Golden Spirit...! If possible, in the form of gold coins, no, even a total stick, but you're going to have to come out!

I was immersed in a guessy desire.

With gold, life shines, and with gold, the way opens.

All men are equal before gold, and even gold can be both smart and rich.

So please come out and let yourself be caressed.

I just put on a little outfit and said what Leo thinks everyday, so the chant shut my mouth when I did. Whatever. Enough to talk about an hour or so.

(Spirit! Golden Spirit! Go ahead and benefit your loyal servant!

From what I've heard, when I say out of my thoughts the sacrament is no different than praising the Spirit of Light.

- Paaaa......!

Leo opened his eyes all the way as he felt the area twitch brighter.