Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

- Noah Ingvain was a deacon's educated person, as well as a magician who preferred to use the magic of the icing system.

Anything about Crave, he said he was a brilliant graduate of the Royal Magic Court as chief and that people had invited him as a post-graduate place to work, but he kicked them and started serving Crave.

Was that all Crave's place was an attractive place to get a job, or simply because it seemed interesting? Or both?

Noah's street name is [ice thin].

Because of the place called Ice Man and its pitiful beauty, he was attached to it while attending magic school.

It is just perfect for the image.

The stunts are magic, kingdom-style fine swordsmanship, and the butler's business in general. In addition to general common sense, upbringing is also quite high, including kingdom history, and aristocratic standing behavior.

I thought my parents would complain about Noah becoming a squire - there was nothing special about it because Crave had already spoken around it.

Since he was originally left alone, it seems that Noah's salary was sometimes paid by Crave as it were, or there was no room for complaining.

Firstly, Noah was to be taught to manage his surroundings and behave as a nobleman, basic upbringing, physical surgery, etc.

Since most of the behavior and general upbringing as a nobleman can be remembered immediately with improved memory, if so, is it about practicing in the field?

As far as body surgery is concerned, this is also combined with the basic movements and the weight-training that was in the man's memory… at first proceeding to an inexorable extent with an eight-year-old body.

There are some martial arts I got to meet when I went after a man's life, but for you, the practice is behind me because of your small body and the lack of matching physical counterparts.

They know that they can do that at this age in the first place because they decided it was better after they were able to move somewhat because it could be one end of a strange reckoning.

And when it came to magic, it didn't take the form of being coached again by Noah because he had a master named Crave himself who could already assemble the original spell.

Of course, there are spells that I don't know, so it's stronger in terms of having a magic research assistant.

So,

"So, Mr. Arcs, how are you?

At the end of the usual backyard, today it is a magical practice with Noah.

"So first, can you use the magic that Noah often uses? Oh, you can show it to someone else, say hello to some."

"I don't mind that..."

Noah is acting strange. Perhaps he shows his magic unconstitutionally before giving an overview of the spell and wonders what he will do.

But that's what matters this time.

Arcs goes near Noah and prepares a notebook and a magic meter.

Noah looked at it strangely again, too, but when Arcs said "hello," he moved on to chanting the spell.

"- Ice bed of disappointment. A lonely garden. Cooling wind. It is in a glowing Nara and full of earth. People froze, tank legs threatened '

With the chant, a magic formation swirls at his feet and a cold wind blows up. I wondered if the surrounding area was scattered with fine ice like diamond dust, which reflected sunlight and sparkled.

Eventually when they fell to the ground, a corner of the garden froze instantly.

"Ooh!

"This is what I use a lot [under the ice leg (freeze breeze)]. How about that?

"Yeah. Nice. Is this Noah?

"Yes. It's my original magic. This is what transformed the progression-disrupting assistive magic called" Ice Breeze. "

"I see. Then we have to set this aside."

Modifying the original spell to the original is also something the Mage conductor often does, he said.

Drop your gaze on the note. It was a quick write-off when Noah was chanting.

70 mana on the [ice floor of fainting], 50 mana on the [cooling wind], and [full of ground in the glowing Nara] in order of 40 mana, 50 mana, 60 mana, 70 mana, 80 mana. [Frozen] [Tank] [Threat] is from the top, 30, 10, 20...... 480 in total.

Noah peeks in as he writes an annotation or something on that note.

"Dear Arcs, what the hell are you doing?

"I'm writing down the magically consumed magic figures that you just used."

"... Magic numbers?

"Yes, now you can measure the numbers. Because units are mana."

"............ what?

When he puts up the magic gauge, Noah gives a pompous look.

Again, as Crave's foreword suggests, he hasn't heard anything at all about this matter.

To Noah, who had not yet regressed from surprise, when he gave him the magic meter, he received it reflexively.

And while I was seriously staring, did I get organized,

"Dear Arcs, I've never seen this before, where the hell did you get this stuff?

"I made it myself."

"This, Master Arcs, is it?

"This finished product is a joint venture with my uncle, but nothing basic."

With that said, it seems Noah finally understood everything.

"... I see. Is that what you're saying when you suddenly ask me to be Lord Arcs' squire?"

"That's the thing. That's the thing"

"If that's the case, give me something to say beforehand..."

Noah makes a frightened voice. There, he also seeped an attitude of regret when one was taken.

That's when Crave said to Arcs, "I'll leave you to not say it," but he wouldn't seriously think Arcs would shut up about the magic meter to Noah or anything like that either.

Telling is already woven.

In short.

"You wanted to surprise Noah."

"I guess. You can't keep getting hit with this... I need to surprise you back."

"... you shouldn't"

"Absolutely."

Why burn confrontation there. I'm not sure where the fire is.

Whatever.

"So if you have the magic you know, I want you to use it as much as you can. This is how I get the numbers."

"But what the hell do you do with all the numbers?

"It's like prepping a magic meter for the world. Give me the information on the numbers I need for words and adults - and, of course, sort out properly in advance whether it's something I shouldn't. Also, by measuring the numbers as much as possible, some of them will be used as a reference for future spellmaking."

"Okay. By the way, is it possible for you to lend me that?

"Sure, fine. And I think I know."

"Yeah. I won't take it out on you. I understand the meaning I was given as a squire."

Naturally, is it okay there?

After I confirm that, I give you a set of three magic meters that I was preparing for Noah.

Then Noah, who saw them, turned his eyes again in surprise.

... Well at a time when I'm sparing it this way, I'm thinking I'm similar to Crave.

"... Isn't there just one magic meter?

"I think there will be for fine adjustment or when I can put a lot in it, so I made three bottles at once. Maybe I'll make more if I have to."

If this is a thermometer, one would be enough, but this is a magic meter. The amount of magic that can be used can be large or small, and you have to give a fine number, so you can't cover it in a single bottle.

At first glance, Noah was solidified with the magic gauge in his hand.

Neither did he, I guess, think he was getting this far.

…………

Eventually, when Noah moves out, she smiles somewhat blackish.

"... he said it was funny, I see. Was this the case? This is true. Hehe."

............... Apparently, I like it.

"So go on and say hello to some magic"

"Yes. Yes, I did."

Thus, on this day, Noah was asked to use magic and to work on the writing of the mana necessary for words and adults.