Munchkin of the Summoning Academy

Implementation Magic (2)

After playing and drinking to my heart’s content to shake off my bad mood, I experienced an unpleasant awakening.

The pain that rushes in as soon as you regain your mind.

For some reason, my heart is aching.

ok. And when I forced my eyes to open, I saw the summoned bees surrounding me in a formation similar to usual.

Ethel on the left, Laurie on the right, and Medusha on the top.

In addition to that, Persia was clinging to my face and holding my breath.

I removed the fox hair that was covering my nose and rolled it down.

Thanks to that, the fox who had a hard time waking up murmured as if it was unfair.

“Ah. Master, you are too much.”

“I almost choked.”

“Yes? Really?”

“Okay, so bring me some water.”

I want to go there myself, but Medusha hasn’t woken up yet.

Recently, Ethel and Laurie were also able to sleep, so the wake up time was dramatically delayed.

Still, for the time being, I don’t have to worry about being late.

Anyway, the dean’s private lessons will only start next week.

Persia, who had her back straight, looked at Medusa, and quickly transformed into a humanoid.

Then, he summoned the clothes and put them on with difficulty.

Unconventional outfits, as I’ve seen before.

Northerners might feel insulted when they see that.

“Master, here it is.”

“Are you used to it?”

“Sure.”

Persia, who had difficulty walking while balancing on its eight tails, brought me cold water.

Even when he was a fortress fox, he used only his hind legs to walk around, so the practice seemed to be effective.

After quenching the thirst that was burning his throat, he returned the remaining half of the glass, and he licked his tongue and licked the contents.

Also, there is still a long way to go.

“Then I’ll go out first.”

“Hey, where are you…”

Persia, who saw me locked in bed, grinned and went outside.

As if Sylvia was training in the morning, the sound of cheering could be heard from afar.

It was about two hours after that Medusha and the Spirit Sisters woke up.

As I go down for lunch with scars all over my body, the waitress and Elfriede greet me with the newspaper open.

“Good night. You woke up late today. It’s okay for a day or so, but don’t make it a habit.”

“okay…”

“No matter how you look at it, the handmaiden has too many worries.”

“It’s my job to nagging my master.”

Without a blink of an eye, she overcame Medusha’s grumbling, and she put away the newspapers and began to write letters to the dwarfs’ stock exchange.

Unlike Sylvia, she writes clean letters and speaks without raising her head.

“The Black Dragon’s Grand Palace you ordered last time is ready for bidding.”

“Oh, it’s on the auction house?”

“Yes. It’s a confiscated item that has nothing to do with the case. It is said that it was originally scheduled to be exhibited at the capital auction house. It seems that all related procedures have already been taken…”

I thought I couldn’t live because the original owner was arrested, but I’m glad.

She glanced at Elfriede for a moment and spoke as if she was deliberately speaking to herself.

“Now, as long as the Duke of Beltern stays still, we can easily win the bid. Because the Duke collects high-quality artifacts greedily. It’s probably because we have enough money.”

“Hey, don’t worry about that!”

“Good.”

When Elfriede, who was drinking coffee, spoke coldly, the maid nodded her head with satisfaction.

I carefully took my luck, pretending not to see Medusha thinning out the baked beans from the plate.

“By the way, yesterday Ersa made a strange noise…”

“Master. You don’t have to worry about that right now.”

As always, the handmaiden cuts off the story itself.

It’s frustrating that she, who knows all my secrets, is so uncooperative.

Of course, I think it’s hidden for some reason, but…

Still a bit wild

If it wasn’t for someone like my mother, I might have been annoyed sooner.

“Eshas seems to have noticed something… Isn’t that a bit dangerous?”

“No. Rather, I will come out cautiously as much as I know it properly. I may be bothered by having someone else do it.”

“…”

The maidservant leaves the room leaving behind an unknown sound.

With a small sigh, I ordered extra crispy bacon.

Persia, who seems to have been enjoying a walk, approaches the table.

“Master, I…”

“Ah! Whoever used the art of disguise!”

“Hey, I don’t know foxes, but there’s no room for another person to intervene.”

“Do you keep doing that and make it into whole-roasted foxes?”

Medusha, Ethel, and Laurie rush in as soon as they find Persia in human form.

I comforted them for the crying Palmiho.

“It’s a holiday today, so take a look.”

“Louis…”

“After all, there is only the master.”

As the other guys reluctantly convinced me, Persia squatted down in front of me.

The attitude of a loyal dog without reproach.

I made him stand up, sat him on a chair, and fed him bacon.

The maid, who had just witnessed Persia’s mischief, returned to the restaurant and informed him.

“Even for El Cloud’s summons, it’s not very dignified. Medusha-sama is well aware of table manners… First, I’ll fix how to walk.”

“Yeah? I guess I shouldn’t have to…”

“Look at that. Isn’t the scarf much more comfortable?”

Medusha, who smiled as if she was a samurai, happily ordered tea and dessert.

Now no one can save Persia.

We wasted a fun and leisurely holiday watching him suffer.

After spending a long weekend like the weekend, I went to school to get through the Monday morning wind.

The poor life who had to take the midterm exam busily moved through the chilly wind.

I thought that I should put on my coat, and went to the lecture room that the dean had pointed out.

Today’s schedule is a private lecture on classical magic as promised by the dean.

And information about Russell.

I waited more eagerly for the latter, but the dean, seated in the classroom, hadn’t said anything about it yet.

“Louis, you came early. So let’s start with the basics.”

“Yes, dean.”

I wasn’t disappointed though.

On the contrary, the attitude of delaying the story even a little felt very desirable.

The dean knows something secretive and gritty about Russell.

That certainty provoked patience.

If I had been honest, I would have been suspicious again.

Russell is a traitor who broke the taboos related to Earth.

It is natural that the story does not come out easily.

With that in mind, I concentrated on the dean’s lecture.

Russell is also Russell, but classical magic is also important.

“It’s new, but can I call you Lewis? When I call you El Cloud, you think of Russell…”

“I’m more comfortable with the name.”

“Okay then, Lewis. Please explain your definition of classical magic. It doesn’t matter if it’s not accurate.”

The dean who speaks like an educator for some reason.

However, he did not have any experience working as a professor.

I recited it without confidence, raising his rating a little bit.

“Classic magic… is a generic term for all magic unrelated to summoning.”

“That’s a good definition, but I have a slightly different opinion.”

The dean laughed at my answer and said while stroking his long beard.

The highest authority in classical magic laughs a little as if sorry.

“Classic magic… classic! In other words, it’s outdated. It’s a technology that has nothing to do with summoning in these days, it’s hard to imagine. Isn’t it?”

He is right.

First of all, it has been proven countless times that the effectiveness of Summoning is overwhelming in our world…

In modern times, summoning skills are unconditionally included in the creation of artifacts.

However, if you meekly understand here, there is no meaning in learning this.

I have defended classical magic on behalf of the classical magic professor.

“If it’s simply outdated, we’d call it obsolete. The word classic implies that it’s valued over time.”

“Well, you’ve learned well. But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re old-fashioned.”

I can’t think of any more words to object to.

Modern summoning techniques are developing day by day in this academy.

The state-of-the-art technology and old-fashioned classic magic that the kingdom’s best brains have been improving over and over again.

It is clear which of the two is superior.

The dean, who had been scathing at his subject, begins his defense.

“But people have to wear clothes that fit their body. And classical magic is a weapon that suits you very well. In fact, it was temporarily closed from classical magic. If it were not you but another student, I would have rejected it at once.”

“Ah, actually, I want to taste it first…”

When I revealed that I had no intention of making this my major, the dean’s expression turned slightly ridiculous.

He barely cleared his face and nodded his head.

“That’s right. First of all, forget everything you’ve learned so far. Classical magic is completely different from modern summoning.”

“Well…”

I was tense and focused on his lecture, but…

The procedure that followed was much more intuitive and simple than the summoning technique.

Even considering that it is a basic technique, it is very easy.

The dean noticed my feelings and added an explanation.

“Modern summoning technique is efficient, but it has become complicated by inserting summoning spells between the processes. The construction of the technique itself is much easier in the classical way.”

“Aha…”

“Then let’s experiment with simple elemental spells.”

The dean, who wrote the expression on the blackboard, moved to the side.

An elemental spell that creates small flames.

As I went to the front of the stage, I unconsciously suppressed my attempts to use the Spirit Summoning technique and calmly built up the technique.

Reminds me of a time I took a class on summoning theory.

“Uhhh. Driving like a magician.”

Complete the spell without difficulty and inject magic power.

A small candle lit up at the tip of my hand.

It was successful once in a while, but…

Anyway, the scale is so small that the pets sitting next to you can’t hide their disappointment.

“… to?”

“Be quiet.”

So that Medusha paid attention to everyone.

The dean let out a small sigh and looked straight at me.

“Don’t play around.”

“Yes, yes?”

“I would have told you to forget everything you’ve learned so far? Classical magic pays off as much as you put in your magic. Once the portal is opened, it’s different from summoning magic.”

“ah…”

I came to my senses at the dean’s insistence, and I struggled to get rid of the habit I had become accustomed to.

He moved behind me and gave me the trick.

“Call it cool for now. Do it with the sensation of shoving your entire heart into your fingertips.”

As he said, I restarted the procedure.

All the magical energy in the heart was concentrated on the fingertips, and it was transformed through a magic trick.

immediately after. Red flames completely obscured my eyes.

The explosive flames spread out in all directions, smashing all the windows in the classroom and spreading out.

“Ahhh!”

“Louis!”

“Don’t worry. I’m here.”

The output far exceeded the caster’s expectations!

If Ethel hadn’t stopped it, it might have turned into a whole roast.

Flames that escaped the classroom cling to the flower bed, and the fire detection spell is activated, causing water to pour from the ceiling.

The dean went crazy in the middle of the lecture room, which had become a sea of water in an instant.

“hahaha, hahaha! Finally, a decent student has arrived! Well done Louise!”

“Hey, this is really me…”

“Chief! What the hell is this!”

“Ha ha ha ha!”

The professors, startled by the unexpected torrential rain, ran into our classroom.

Eolin, drenched in water, shook her mandibles so violently that she had never seen it before.

Instead of the dean laughing like crazy, I took her out of the building.