The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

"Four-wing dragons, ballad dragon horns, fangs, nails. Do it, brother."

"Ha ha, I was lucky"

I didn't lie.

Lina and Porch returned to the inn, and I came to the Monster Materials store in the big market to redeem the materials. There are materials that can be sold anywhere, but these materials make the material store the fastest, and they play the money.

I walked through various towns and it still seemed like I hadn't changed for a long time.

"How about $38,000?

"Well, if you buy it for 40,000, you'll make money, won't you?

"Oh, brother, you know more about this? Is that the kind of guy you specialize in?

I've been doing a lot of research.

When I said that, the material store's father scratched his glowing head and said, "Shit."

"How about 40 grand?

"Oh, you've gone all at once"

"I wouldn't be a merchant if I left it at 40,000, if they told me. Apologies and investments in regular people."

There are good merchants when it comes to Beilanea in boulders. I guess you decided from the material you put out for sale that you could hunt a rank A monster for my strength.

I want rare materials in every store. Therefore, you want me to go to the store with that strength.

I then went to the guild and tried to gather information on high ranking monsters, but I couldn't get my hands on them because they were far away or just seemed incompatible.

I had no choice but to take three easy monster crusades, making a dime in the neighborhood and then walking the road to the inn.

The area was already covered with cold wind and darkness, and my embedded magic, the Body Clock, was about to meet midnight.

As we headed to the Inn in the East Side of Bailanaea, Eileen and Trace walked in from the front illuminating the area with light source magic.

"Oh, isn't that Azley? What have you been up to all this time?

"I haven't seen you yesterday."

"You're making change in the guild, Mr. Eileen."

"Heh, what's your rank?

arms together, Eileen asks as she holds her elbow.

"It's still a D."

"D... you seem like you could use a C or a B."

"Well, to that stage in that year?

I'll be a little over 5,000.

"Yes, I'll definitely be joining my White faction when I get into school."

"Faction..."

"There are only two things to say about factions. Master Eileen and I are white factions, and Gaston-like factions are black."

"But you're teaching, aren't you? What does it have to do with students, too?

Eileen and Trace looked at each other like they were taken aback.

"You don't even know the Black and White Chain to go to the University of Magic?

It was the first name I heard.

When I was looking in my head for something that would fit or resemble it, I started explaining it as if Trace were going to give me a help boat.

"We have factions inside and outside the University of Magic and the University of Warriors in preparation for the arrival of the Coming Demon King. They incite each other so that they don't lose each other and don't forget their moves and magic. Every year, there's a friendly game."

"Uh, I mean... you said you created a competitor to keep you from getting weaker?

"Simply put, you will. But there are only friendly games in college."

"Heh... is that... compulsory?

It's something I don't want to be involved with if I can.

It would be easier if I didn't have to join the faction, but seeing these two faces would seem difficult.

"You'll be choosing on the day of the admission ceremony. Rest assured, Azley will treat you well if you come to white"

"Dear Eileen, please refrain from scouting before school"

"I'm not a scout, I'm fishing with bait. It's easier to follow people you know than to follow people you don't know."

"Mr. Azley, please keep this a secret..."

Trace gives a salute.

Is the pre-school scout a treat? If they find out, they'll be in a bad position, you know?

"I don't mind. We'll consider it."

"Yeah, then we'll go home, too. See you later, Azley."

"Excuse me."

"Yes, good night"

When they said so, they headed towards the West End shaking their white and gold hair.

Late at night, but we talked for quite a while. I hurried back to the inn, but Porch and Lina, holding the eggs, fell asleep, sitting, round.

I exhaled a little because I was sorry, and I hung a futon on both of them and headed to my room.

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Store Room... the black space I used to serve dynamite. It's a special magic that probably only I can use, but nothing, it's actually just a storage space.

In this, there is a spatial capacity of about ten meters long and ten meters across. However, there is no concept of place in space, so that if you get it, you can take what you want out. Of course, it has to be something you put in, but if you activate this magic, information about what you put in your brain will flow in. That's why I pick it out of it.

This magical handling is very dangerous, and if you fall into space, you probably won't be able to come back.

Probably because there's no way to try. If there were a magician who would draw the exact same magic formation I would draw, it would be possible to take it out, but you can't expect that from a boulder.

It is only activated in case of an emergency or after the safety of the surrounding area can be checked. Because of this, all the research data and crap that was in the dungeon where Porch and I lived are stuck in here.

What I have is a lot of money... it's just for us, but sometimes it's a lot of money, and I basically put the money together in the store room.

Of course, with the extra money, I try to have the necessary amount of money for myself and Lina, to a certain extent.

After that day, we were defeated by the reality that it was difficult to crusade high-ranking monsters, and we were supposed to do a regular monster crusade.

Porch...... as it doesn't matter, Lina's growth was remarkable. The three of us were acting safely, but at night, after eating, we went on more crusades alone.

He told Porch in the same room, but he went out silently to me. I know you don't want me to worry, but clearly, I'm very worried, so I follow you all the time.

It was then that I realized Lina's degree of improvement in magic technology.

Even with the benefit of Swift Magic, he used sustained healing magic regeneration and used fire and wind attack magic separately.

When I could afford it, I drew an installation-type magic formation, and when I didn't, I led monsters there to defeat them, and in an emergency, the body technique planted by Reed and Mana was helpful.

Recently, my chances of teaching have diminished. The opportunity is also about the time of travel during the crusade, and it can always be in battle to demonstrate.

I guess Lina observes my magic formation closely during that battle and elevates to her own way of fighting.

I knew it, but a really capable magician...... no, maybe he'll be a magic warrior. Proper, it would depend on Lina.

In March, we entered the student dormitory at the University of Magic.

It was a simple room with one desk, one chest and one bed, but it couldn't replace five hundred gold a month.

The University of Magic is divided into central school buildings, east wing and west wing. The west wing is all student dormitories, with men's dormitories on the north side and women's dormitories on the south side. Intrusion from men's dormitories to women's dormitories and from women's dormitories to men's dormitories is not allowed, and they say it will be possible to talk about the situation, get permission and go in with a teacher.

I couldn't replace my stomach on my back, so I decided to go to the dorm, but because I had some difficulty getting in touch with it, I used the magic of "Talking to Mind" to rendezvous with Lina.

Lina seemed surprised and reacted like she wasn't, but she immediately seemed to understand how to use it.

The trouble is going out at night after 19: 00. Basically, it is forbidden, the person who commits it is a service designated by the teacher.

Of course, there are no problems if you submit an outing application in advance, but few people use it because it takes a few days from the application to the permit. But Lina can't do it, but in my case, if she doesn't find out, it's fine. I had to make money too, so I was out many times, even at night. And

"What are you doing, Azley?

I met Master Irene at the guild.

"What are you talking about? Tomorrow is called Frank."

"You don't have to hide anything, because I've done it a few times. What? Are you in trouble for money?

"No, I'm not in trouble, but if you don't save it, it's a disturbing balance."

Eileen starts thinking with her arms together, as usual.

Do I have to wait for this waiting time?

"Fine, I'll work with you in Rank S."

"No, that's fine. Bye."

I said no with my hands in front of me.

Irene, who offered to help with more and more breasts, solidified, and from around her, she could hear Irene pitying her for being "pathetic" or "ahhh".

Naturally, it would have reached Irene's ear as well. Did you do something a little worse?

In the past month I have risen to Rank C and I think I am completely familiar with the Alliance...

Sometimes I can speak up, and Lina is popular in a way. The Alliance was welcoming talent that was young, cute and strong with three beats.

That's why these kinds of attention come to mind. Eileen is still solidified, and we should get a request early and head for the crusade.

"This, please"

"... Yes Azley, we'll do our best today ~"

"No, Mr. Duncan, too, always good luck"

"Oh, hehe, say more."

The only sister this brother can see is a weird guild receptionist named Mr. Duncan.

Okama around thirty with a prominent jawbeard, but trust from other adventurers seems to be thick.

It looks like an easy Alliance Receptionist job, but I also have to solve problems between adventurers, accept focused work requests, and do adventurer work order procedures like I did now. This Duncan has the ability to do this quickly and accurately. I heard that since Duncan was entrusted with this store, Bailanaea's job requests, the volume of orders has increased and the turnover has increased?

"Duncan, which request did this guy get now!

"No, I forbid that. I can't tell you how much I'm a hexagon."

Eileen wants to know what I asked for. Didn't you make it?

"Okay, excuse me."

"Yes, I'll see you later."

Duncan sends a wink and waves.

I tried to put my hand on the door to get out of the guild, but the door was opened by Eileen's hand.

"Wait, I'm coming too. Yikes!

"No, that's fine. Bye."

I said no with my hands in front of me.

Eileen solidified, and from around her, she heard pity for Eileen, like "pathetic" or "ahhh".

From this day on, when I went to the guild at night, Eileen started following my work.

And from this day on, I became depressed at night.