Chapter 315 – Children’s Thoughts. Adult Thoughts.

“I don’t quite understand… Emrepesra…”

Emily’s view is different from mine.
Emrepes, the highest rank of wizards.
But will the old nobleman, who has already achieved everything, want a higher honor now?
Also, even if that’s the case, how can you use Lena to become Emrephes?

“Of course, these are my personal thoughts.”

Mullin sniffed the pipe and let out the smoke.

“But as a reporter who seems out of the world, that’s all I can think of what a vice-principal would want.”
“…”

Emily, who sees me being silent, blows out smoke with a smoking pipe.

“Isn’t it?”
“What?”

Smoke slowly rises into the sky.
It’s a strange acting.
At first glance, it looked like cigarette smoke, but it wasn’t cigarette smoke, it was fragrant… At least it wasn’t unpleasant.
I felt a kind of comfort.

“I’m a reporter and the vice-principal is crazy about ‘talent’.”
“Talent…”
“As I said earlier, this person who seems to be out of the world doesn’t show interest in things like fame or information, but he is very interested in people’s outstanding talents.”

I’ve heard that from someone before.

“Until now, I wasn’t interested, so as an educator, I thought it would be exciting to see gemstones… But now that the situation has turned out like this, it looks a little different.”
“Is there anything in common among the people the reporter showed interest in?”
“We have something in common…”

Emily lowered her eyes slightly and fell into her thoughts.
It’s a little crazy to think about it, but it was beautiful like a painting.

“…Yes.”
“What is it?”

Whoa.

Emily let out another puff of smoke and spoke quietly.

“They all used ‘surrogate magic’.”

I broke up with Emily and headed back to the reporter’s lab.
Since this was the way she had come and gone before, she was able to go on her own this time without gold.
As she walked, she recalled the explanation Emily had given her.

Proxy magic.
It was said in an Emily style, but it is a word that comes to understanding once you know the meaning.
To put it simply, it is a general term for the act of performing magic using all kinds of things instead of magicians themselves.

Golem for example. Workhorse. At least, magic that moves by controlling a wand remotely is also called proxy magic.
As a reporter, he himself uses holy beasts, or pilots machine-made familiars like Blut.

A medium that acts as a sorcerer instead of the sorcerer while the main body of the sorcerer does not move.
Giza Yire is a master of proxy magic who deals with magical machines, robots of familiar magic such as golems, as his main specialty.

And Lena can also be seen as using proxy magic if Emily explained it.
Government ordinance.
Looking at Lena, it is immediately clear that she is loved by her spirit.
Even though she has not learned anything, she is so high-ranking that even Poseid, the godhead, is astonished and even visits the high-ranking spirits on their own.

In the past, she was known for being long, but she also played an active part when the forgotten gods ran rampant during the floating island incident and all sorts of monsters appeared in the aftermath.
Reporter Ire took Lena into a huge magic tool he had created and amplified Lena’s sensitivity and summoned her spirit.

Numerous spirits who wiped out all the monsters that appeared by the forgotten gods.
It is too powerful a force to be used by an individual.
One-man corps.
It’s not hard to say that.
Those countless spirits that filled the vast floating island… Lena’s power is so strong that anyone’s mouth drools.

However, there is no way that a reporter would need her force.
She’s strong enough on her own, and even though she’s a fucking old man, she doesn’t seem particularly greedy for power.

There is something special about Lena.
He has been strangely obsessed with Lena since the days of the Floating Island, the subject of inviting those who show talent in proxy magic and kicking them out within a few days without asking for anything.

Deduced what his purpose was. No, he is in the realm of speculation, but he can roughly guess.
He used to have that weird status window of a sim. And his reaction to my words…

I want to check it with a rice cake simulation, but now it doesn’t work.
The embarrassing words were that I was unstable in the aftermath of the fight with Nanar, so when my body showed signs of improvement, I would come back together.

In fact, it doesn’t matter what his purpose is.
All I have to do is warn him not to pay attention to that old fucking grandpa or whatever wants Lena or not, and take her like my squire and daughter back to where she came from.
[Daughter?]
What dude
Why are you screaming again
[I only said she was my daughter.]
If you say you’re a daughter, I’ll kill you.
[Oh my god. I didn’t even think of that. Your heart is dirty, kid.]
Ugh chew.
If I say it, I lose.
[Kid.]
What. Fuck it
[Lena has lived a different life from you, and she is not your daughter again.]
I paused for a moment, then walked on.
[Don’t mistake that.]
What. Is it a sermon?
[No, advice.]
Then the disgrace quietly added.
[I don’t want to see an irritating sight.]

Arrived at Giza Year’s laboratory.
Before entering, I looked up at the sky and saw that the sun was slowly setting.
He took a breath and took a step.

Jiing.

The automatic door opens, and the scenery of the lobby, which I saw in the morning, comes into my eyes.
Pretended to stop
It wasn’t that she really wanted to look at the lobby, but because she sensed someone coming out of her security room.
The people who came out were the same as in the morning. Polite straight haired man

“Did you come again?”
“I’m here again.”

At the blunt words, I also bluntly returned them.

“Where is the reporter, the vice-principal?”

At my words, the short-haired man bit his lip as if in tears.

“Instructor Dre. He’s your boss anyway. Calling him that way is…”
“If the boss did it, should I put up with the violence?”
“Are you crazy?”
“Yes. Violence. If taking someone else’s seed without a word while fainting is not an act of violence, then what?”

He opened his mouth wide as if he wanted to say something, but then took a deep breath as if he was patient.

“My name is Pytheon Porsche. My title is Professor.”
“Thank you very much, Professor Paicheon.”

When I said professor, he gave me a serious look. What are you saying to me?
I quickly directed my eyes to where Lena or the reporter was, but he didn’t think to move.
If so, good. I just need to move
As I try to move without a word, my body blocks my path.

“What is it?”
“…”
“I am not your boss, just as the vice-principal is my boss.”
“… Professor and instructor were originally created as unrelated things, but in modern times… Yes, Professor Dre is right.”
“Then what is this action?”
“I’m trying to stop the violence of the boss you mentioned earlier.”
“Bulge?”

I barely held back the swearing that almost came out.
At least Python was still acting like a gentleman and an intellectual to me.
I should do the same then.
Not yet.

“What do you mean by riot?”
“Instructor Dre. I’m going to risk my example. This isn’t just my opinion.”

Excuse? Thought?
Looking at it with puzzled eyes, Picheon took a deep breath and opened his eyes as if he had made up his mind.

“Do you think you are qualified to call yourself an instructor?”
“If you look at swordsmanship, it’s enough.”

I don’t know my swordsmanship, but my strength is enough to call me an instructor at Pryunar Academy.
It’s not a joke, it’s an objective fact.
Pychon did not deny the remark.
But he arrogantly raised his head.

“If you look at your skills alone, it’s a narrow passing grade for a swordsmanship instructor. Then, what about your duties?”

What is this bastard? Could it be a hidden master?
What kind of bullshit is duty?

“Duty?”
“Did you know that? In the history of this Fryunar Academy, there is no one who has received preferential treatment like you.”
“…”
“Instructors, of course. Our professors accumulate all sorts of achievements, work hard, collect letters of recommendation, build their careers, and even get lucky to be able to get a job here.”
“That’s great. So?”

So what do you mean?
I think it’s great that I worked hard, but I’m definitely here because my skills are recognized.
I don’t mean to disparage my efforts, but are you guys going to ignore my skills just because I tried?

“It’s presumptuous, but in our eyes, Instructor Dre. If you look at your attitude, you’re too… Too short of an instructor.”
“…”
“As I said before, your skills are just barely passing… But what about your attitude?

That has nothing to do with
Even though there were various incidents and accidents, it is a fact that I did not go to school properly.

“He didn’t ask for sick leave or vacation even though he hadn’t come for quite a while. Isn’t that the default?”
“That’s true, but are you my boss?”
“… Excuse me.”

Pi Chun cleared his throat and slightly lowered his head before continuing.

“If our professors did that, you would remain at school as if it were natural in a situation where you have nothing to say even if you become a motherfucker right away.”
“So what’s the problem? No matter what my instructor’s attitude or ability is, it’s up to the higher-ranking instructors or Principal Lenea to decide.”
“…”
“I know it looks good to the eye, but what does it have to do with the current situation?”
“I don’t know. I’ve leaked a little bit, but I won’t have a future if I work under such an unfaithful instructor.”
“Future?”
“Lena. That child…Yes. She is a very talented child that I have to admit.

Pai Chen raised her bowed head and glared at me.

“I can’t even do the seed work properly under you. What will happen if I don’t come to school in the first place? This also applies to that assistant.”

Assistant. You must be referring to Almiraz.
That guy where do you work

“There’s no way they’re going to care about the seeds when they’re handing over even the basic paperwork to assistants.”
“…”
“Whether you’re a servant or an assistant, I applied because I thought there was something I could learn from that instructor. But, Instructor Dre. Will your swordsmanship help them?”
“It’s possible.”

My stern answer raised Python’s eyebrows.
Like it or not, this is my truth.
Even if only I can use the cutting sword and space sword, I can learn the rest of the swordsmanship.

“…I see. Excuse me. Instructor Dre’s swordsmanship is excellent… It’s to the point of being chosen by the main god.”

I want you to stop hearing the fucking story about being chosen by Nanar.
The tone is serious, but it seems that the intention is to be sarcastic.
…To blow?

Live a good life

…Fuck it.
Let’s be patient one more time.
If you say more, then you lose.

“But, Lena-san, you’d rather have magic than swordsmanship. Did you know that?”
“…”

Know well.
In the past, Lena could guess the book he had written just by looking at the reporter’s face.
The appearance she has shown so far made me feel how great her passion for magic was.

“Instructor Lee Yi is one of the best wizards of his time. Can you guess how great value it is to learn by his side?”
“So what?”
“Have you still not understood? Being here is a great happiness for Lena. As a journalist, the lecturer is especially fond of Lena, so he will teach you a lot.”

Chuck. Python pointing his finger at me.
The urge to grab hold of her finger and bend it came up for a moment, but she barely persevered.

Live a good life

Shit.
Give the last chance.

“As I said earlier, the current perception of Instructor Dre is the common perception of most professors and teaching assistants, not just me. It’s just a word.”
“…”
“If you take Lena like this, do you think she will be able to learn properly just because she is your squire?
“Paicheon.”

Python flinching at my call.

“I hear you.”

Until now, pretending to give advice, spitting out what I had accumulated in my heart, and listening to things that had nothing to do with me.
So let’s stop now.
Before killing it.

“That’s something I’ll have to deal with, and I’m confident I’ll be able to solve it. At least it’s not your concern, and if you’re unhappy with my skills as an instructor, you can speak up.”
“…”
“Even if you said it, you couldn’t help it, so you must have stayed quiet.”

He seemed to be moved again by the obvious sarcasm, but he bit his lip and persevered.
What if Ji gets angry?
After glaring at him for a while, Pi Chun mumbled his mouth and then lowered his head again.

“I apologize for the rudeness…”

…Whoops.
I watched it once damn.

“Lena. Where are you?”
“…”

I passed him without a word.
A python that tries to catch me but loses it.

“Wait, Instructor Dre! You’re not allowed to roam around here!”

Urgently calling me, I ran away from him who was chasing me.
Lena’s presence is very familiar to me.
Besides, she’s become so strong that you can feel it so vividly in the last few days, but she’ll do more not know.

Come to think of it, she didn’t have to ask for permission from Yeo, a reporter.
그 개새끼가 멋대로 그녀의 업무 요청을하여 레나를 데리고 갔 듯이 나 또한 그냥 레나를 데리고 가면 그 뿐이었다.
Giza Year’s laboratory was very large.
As I ran like the wind, I could see a machine or a shining animal swimming in a test tube at first glance.

And, a doll as elaborate as a human.
It was such a beautiful and powerful doll that I almost stopped walking.

Ignoring all of that, I arrived at Lena’s place.
Looking at the nameplate next to the door, it said [Power Lab].
Power.
Is it a place where reporters research the machines and powers of their familiars?
It’s not that important.

It didn’t open automatically.
It was probably recognizing people.
So what.
I drew my sword and felt a… Strange presence right next to me.

“…”

I looked around and saw someone creeping out of the darkness.
Right. Right.
Even the sound of footsteps other than the walking stick was dry.

The one who appeared like that was a crooked old man wearing a robe.
He was a reporter and a sympathizer.

“Ha ha. Are you violent as expected?”
“Speech.”
“Ah… I’m sorry. I thought about when I was a little younger.”

He’s a reporter who goes oops when he points out a strange way of speaking for an old man.
He said while tying his hair as if embarrassed.

“Instructor Dre.”
“…”
“Give Miss Lena to me. I’ll pay you generously.”

I turned away from the door.
And he said, trying to smile as much as he could.

“Do you want to search, you old bastard?”

Oh, I can’t.
This asshole. I also want to kill