The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

- May 5th at noon -

Blazer, Brutes, and Betty were watching a post posted earlier by Duncan at the Adventurer's Guild in the North Side of Bailanaea.

That was about the crusade that Irene and the others were talking about last night.

Seeking, Six Law Enforcement Auga Crusaders

Goals: Auga, Auga Fighter, Imperial Auga, Auga Queen, Auga King

Commander: Gaston

Deputy: Eileen

Dedicated healing magician: Billy

Operational Staff: Azley

Eligibility: Adventurers of Rank C and above, Warriors and Magic College Third Grade and above

How to Join: Applications Available at Bailanaea Magic University Central Building Ground Floor Reception (Deadline May 9)

Scheduled Departure: 10: 00 a.m. May 10

Reward for Participation: 3,000 Gold from the Twelve Order

All three gazes stopped at the same height.

They felt closer to each other than they felt to the distant six-members and the authority of restorative magic, and they were the first to find the same name as their companions who had acted together until the other day.

Duncan is also looking at the recruiting sticker again behind it.

"... this is that azley, isn't it?

"I guess..."

"I'm pretty sure it's Azley. He's the only one in the Adventurer Alliance who's registered the name Azley."

Duncan says.

Give Betty a bewildered look as she scratches her head. The other two look alike.

"I'm more surprised that Azley is associating names with three people who supposedly don't know each other in this country than that Auga is forming a detachment party..."

"I knew Eileen and I were close, but you're surprised by the boulders ~"

"What do we do, Blazer?

"Is that a tough 12th Order reward of 3,000 Gold per person... I know it's a small reward for a big opponent, but that Gaston is the commander on top of being able to get close to the Royal Law. If I can appeal well, I can also think of a referral to Wang Du. There will be many participants. It doesn't benefit us that much... but I'm still worried about this“ Operation Staff ”."

"Oh don't worry"... Betty nodded when she saw the blues she said so. The three decided to take part, laughing niggardly.

laughs haha and brutes orders ale, duncan pours yes.

When it was delivered to the table where the three of them sat, the sound of a toast celebrating Azley's little birth echoed within the guild.

At the same time, the first-year classroom at Bailanaea Magic University had become a little noisy.

A crowd had been formed in front of Azley as if to blow up the act of harassment of Azley, which was still cold. There Ornell, Middles and Idea occupy the front and Lina's friends Clarice and Henri are stuffed on both sides. Classmates who consolidate their surroundings. Lina is trying to look at Azley's seat by stretching her back and jumping in the rear.

"Aita, who is it that stepped on my tail? Huh?

"Oh, I'm sorry, Porch, you"

"What is it, Mr. Clarice? Okay, but be careful. Okay?

Porch is breathing as he holds his own tail.

"Hey Azley, explain what the hell is going on!

Middles that can anger Azley.

"Whatever Dr. Irene or Dr. Billy is, why did you take Master Gaston!

Ornell asks as he taps his desk.

"Don't look at me like that, just explain it!

Idea rocks his tympanic membrane with a yellow voice.

But Azley is quietly closing his eyes without being slight. As if meditating......

For him who has lived for thousands of years, will this degree never move?

(All those jijijibabas... I told them I would accompany them, but they wouldn't have to appeal to my name so far. I'll avenge you one day, I'll avenge you one day, I'll avenge you one day... but what should we do with this situation? I was informed during my lunch break, but the rest time has just begun... until class. This situation is just tight)

It was Eileen who showed up in front of the table, looking into Azley's chest like that.

"Dr. Eileen!"... as soon as I realized its existence, Lina screamed. Moments later, the gaze that was directed at Azley saw the Lord of Screams, Lina, staring ahead.

The whole class raised the same voice as Lina earlier, making her puncture herself.

"Have a seat."

With one word, all went to their seats with us. And I sat tight as Eileen instructed. No one leans against his back... except Azley, who lowered his chest with relief.

In a quiet classroom, you can only hear Eileen's footsteps and poached outstretches (yawning).

Moving in front of the lecture, Eileen glanced at the whole thing after seeing Azley, the cause of the noise.

"You little bastards, make such a scene with your name on every piece of paper like that."

Saying so, Eileen looked at Ornell.

"You (,,), you were asleep asking the question that I don't understand what that paper means, right?

Like one day's repetition, Eileen didn't dare mention Ornell's name.

Ornell with a flash of face, but the nervousness runs on that face again due to a gaze that pierces his heart.

"I wonder what the commander's name was on that paper? Answer me."

"Ga, it's Master Gaston!

"Yes, although the Crusaders, the Commander is the Commander... he has the power to make decisions. He is also the one who appoints key positions. Do you know that he's the one who appointed Azley, the chief of operations? Be cautious in the future about imitating what the commander has entrusted to you. Sometimes that statement shapes your future."

You, I said, this was being put on the whole class.

The Magic University's place of employment is almost a related institution in the country. If you take the above judgment lightly and argue, you are the one who has painful eyes.

"You guys are still kids because we see this recruiting only on the surface. As you know, this school is meritocracy. Think of it as a voice if you have enough strength. Now, for once, recognize the difference between you and Azley."

A loud reply that resonates throughout the classroom.

Irene, reminiscent of the ghost instructor, finally summoned Azley to her room and left the scene behind.

Lunch break like a storm.

(That's a harsh way to say it to a kid in this class who's almost made up of teenagers. But boulders, you're used to preaching)

Azley was impressed with a little sermon play and took the still unstoppable (yawning) user demon under the ghost instructor.

but

"Why don't you just say it back!

(Yep, not at all just now -!?

"Why don't we just explain it right!

The fiercely changed ghost instructor no longer made a yellow voice like a physically worthy girl and fleshed out to Azley.

"No, we were just thinking of a way to open it, weren't we?

"Think ahead!

"Oh, you didn't hear my name on it!

"It didn't have my name on it!

"Look, even Porch says it's good to have the master's name on it!

"Do you really have ears on you?!?

"I have solid, pretty-eared ears!

"Why would Porch answer that?

"It will be common sense to use demons in battle places!

Lots of passives, Eileen wandering. Then he started drawing the magic formation with his little fingers the way he decided to.

(Hmm, this magic formation... you've never seen it? It looks like my storeroom...)

"House...... Huh!

When Eileen chanted so, light popped out of the magic formation enough to fit flat in her hand, and a small shadow appeared out of it.

It stopped at the top of Eileen's head as she moved quickly, which was also very small compared to Eileen's little face.

"S...... Suzume?

"Oh, my God, what the hell are you giving me?! It's a bad thing that the scratch is a demon!

Intimidating Azley with a wild voice was a grey tin.

Shut up, Hawk.

"Hey, sister (ah)!

The user demon, called Hawk, who bowed his head over Eileen's head, did not take that gaze off Azley.

Still staring at Azley as he lay down in gratitude, he continues to intimidate him with a sharp eye.

"Sister, let me help you with this fight."

"Hmm, how about that? That's two against two, right?

"Heh, you called the user demon from the magic formation..."

(Maybe there's a part of this that looks like magic (,) officially. Right, so the case stands out that the other magicians are not with the demons. Speaking of which, Mr. Trace might have told you I liked you before.)

"Master Master"

"Hmm, what's up?

"Let's make it a grilled chicken tonight!

Blue muscles appeared pickly between Hawk's eyebrows as Porch spoke of his instinctive desire.

Kyotong pounding and still sharp eyed hawk. Irene and Azley show interest in using the demon just to look good.

The University of Magic is still at peace today.