38 – Charles Academy Professor Research Group

Mayer watched the discussion unfold.

“Shall we deal with the body first?”

“How about using human anatomy? The human body has not yet been revealed, so there will be plenty to discuss.”

Cynthia said, and Chensia, the second disciple of the Sword Saint, with short blonde hair, received it.

As befits a disciple chosen by the Sword Saint, she suggests a decent direction.

Teachers eagerly touched the device and connected it to the small conference room screen.

A magic screen filling one wall.

Tsupat!

The screen turned on and a human anatomy appeared. Illustration of human organs, bones and muscles. The female assistant pointed to the screen.

“Uh uh uh!”

“Good job.”

Cynthia rolled her eyes in praise. The female assistant sighed and bowed her head.

Rather than being happy to receive praise, I feel like I passed this task fortunately.

Everyone turned their chairs toward the screen and sat down.

Cynthia said.

“Since we decided to separate her magic power, I will look at it from the physical point of view. Humans get energy by eating food. If you don’t eat, you don’t get energy.”

“Professor, how to get energy without eating food, shall we make something like that?”

“It’s ingenious, but well…… Will it be of any help other than coping with a crisis?”

Cynthia pondered as she placed her hand on her chin.

Mayer, watching her discussion progress, sighed invisibly at her.

Things that are not bad, or things that will never be ranked high in academic conferences.

Are the academic conference judges very picky?

“Shall we discuss magic?”

Since there was no clear direction for her body, Mayer brought up her magic power.

The members sitting around thought in silence.

Cynthia glanced at the quiet Evan, then lowered her head and whispered into her ear.

Evan was watching the study group go by.

“Aren’t you uncomfortable?”

“It’s okay.”

“It is probably the first study meeting, so it will be very unfamiliar. I don’t expect much from students, so don’t be burdened.”

Cynthia kindly takes care of Evan.

Mayer, who had a good ear, heard everything Cynthia was saying.

‘Didn’t Professor Cynthia hate Evan?’

Mayer was surprised.

She has ears too. She heard female professors swearing at Evan in her office. Cynthia also has her own things, she says she hates Evan, but she seems to be treating her dearest student now.

Cynthia brushed her hair on the side of her head behind her ear nonchalantly, then turned her head to rejoin her discussion.

“We still have different opinions about magic power. It is the power of the soul, the power of nature. In two opinions. The Magic Society has been fighting for hundreds of years because of this.”

“Either way, magic exists, but wizards do really useless things.”

“Chencia, I am not wrong, but this part is surprisingly important. I need to know where magic comes from so that I can create a more efficient magic training method.”

“Um… ….”

Chencia doesn’t seem to understand.

Evan, who had been quiet at that time, opened her mouth.

“Either is correct. It is wrong to fight by separating mana into nature and spirit. Because there is also a soul in nature. However, what I have to do as a swordsman is to grind and polish my inner self. The more you polish your inner self, the magical power will naturally follow.”

“……… ?”

Everyone in the conference room looked at Evan.

Some were surprised by what Evan said, and others were surprised by what Evan said.

“…… Can I hear you closely?”

Mayer spoke. Evan frowned as if he didn’t know that.

“That’s literally it. The larger the size of the world of images, the stronger the magical power.”

“However, if it is large, it is not useful as an image world.”

“That is not the world of imagination. It’s just pretending. It is the real world of imagery that contains oneself naturally without forcibly increasing the size. Here, the large-scale imagery world contains a correspondingly large intention. The bigger the intention, the bigger the world of images.”

Depening.

This is something that only the Master can understand. The teaching assistants and Jeanne made puzzled expressions, and Cynthia and Chensia felt the tension approaching.

To change the direction of the discussion with a sense of weight all at once.

Mayer smiled lightly.

She then told her own past. Because what Evan said, 『Intention』, Was related to Mayer’s past.

“This is interesting, Evan. Shall I use my story as an example of what Evan-kun said? I have strengthened my will through a long wandering life. Wandered across the eastern part of the Empire, fighting dragons. What he felt then was that the empire was more at stake than he thought. I realized that as a person with power, it is my mission to defend my country.”

“So you made the guarding sword?”

Mayer shook her head at Evan’s words.

“My sword contains a beautiful landscape that I want to protect. The most beautiful moment I saw in my country. That is why I can dedicate myself to defending my country.”

Mayer said while slightly raising her mana.

“If the scenery I want to protect is large, it must contain more magic power than now.”

Everyone in the conference room except Mayer and Evan was surprised.

Professor Mayer, the Sword Saint, is talking about his past.

Meyer was notorious for not talking about her past very well. Unless necessary.

Mayer looked at Evan with deep sunken eyes.

‘Evan, I don’t know how you know what the Master knows, but I’m interested.’

Evan’s words were full of conviction.

It’s not something I learned from a book, but as if I experienced it myself.

Mayer had a hunch.

If you do well, wouldn’t it be possible to expect good grades at this academic conference?

“I want to change the subject to the world of images. What does Professor Cynthia think?”

“Ah… Of course, Professor Meyer.”

It’s been a while since Mayer came out eagerly.

Cynthia agreed with a look of surprise.

Mayer picked up her pen and wrote down the subject “The relationship between the world of imagination and magic” On her paper.

“The hypothesis has already been decided. The hypothesis that the larger the size of the image world, the larger the magic power. Now all that remains is to argue.”

Mayer grinned.

Both of her eyes were on fire.

“Only Professor Mayer and I were present today, but next time Professor Kahn and Professor Lily will also attend.”

After the study meeting, Cynthia said.

Not all members gathered today.

After the topic was revised and the hypotheses were set, the discussion went off the rails. Under the leadership of the swordsman, the contents were quickly filled, and other members rushed in to edit and organize the contents.

It was said that it was a research meeting, but I did not spill what I suggested.

‘To be honest, I don’t think I have much swordsmanship knowledge.’

It was good to hear about the Sword Saint’s past. As expected, the sword she carries is intriguing.

Can we learn more if we continue the study group?

I plan to attend until the next study meeting.

I got up from my seat.

The teaching assistants were glancing at me. It has been like this ever since I expressed my opinion at this research meeting.

Is it strange that I gave an opinion? After making eye contact once, as I was about to leave, the male assistant grinned and pretended to tip the glass with his right hand. It’s the weekend, so let’s have a drink.

“How pitiful. Alcohol damages the brain and muscles.”

The male assistant made a puzzled expression. As Cynthia organized her lecture materials, she gave her male assistant a glare.

“Don’t offer alcohol to freshmen.”

The male TA looked at the female TAs with an embarrassed expression.

“Ugh.”

The female assistant teachers grinned. A blush spreads across the male assistant’s face.

‘They are a playful tribe.’

I have no intention of interfering with the game. I went to the door of the small conference room.

“Evan.”

Cynthia’s voice calling me.

I paused.

“Yes.”

“The next meeting will be a demonstration of the hypotheses… see you then.”

When she turned her head slightly, Cynthia, who looked calm, was shaking her hand slightly. At first glance, she seems calm, but uneasy feelings are peeking out.

Do you think I won’t come?

I will come until the next study meeting even if it’s because of the Sword Saint.

“Okay.”

She didn’t say anything and turned her head again. A bright energy appeared on Cynthia’s face as she brushed by.

Mayer opened the door to the vice-president’s office and entered.

Asher sat at the desk. Asher de Ringeck, vice-president of Charles Academy. He looked at the book through his magnifying glasses and said without looking at Mayer.

“Mayer, didn’t I tell you to knock when I enter the vice-president’s office?”

“What’s going on between us~ Asher.”

Meyer smiled, picked up a suitable chair, and put it in front of Asher.

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Mayer sat down accustomed to it, and she placed a piece of paper on top of Asher’s book.

“…… When are you going to stop interfering with my reading?”

Asher finally looked up at Mayer.

Asher and Mayer are old friends. Both have served the Empire as renowned swordsmen, and have grown close as they complete their missions together. One of the few friends I can talk to.

Asher could see Mayer’s mischievous side, invisible to others.

“Don’t do that, read it.”

Mayer pointed at her paper with the corner of her mouth raised.

“Is it a professor research society… Come to think of it, today was the research meeting day. You have a lot of trouble, too. Let’s see… “The relationship between the world of imagination and magic”? The discussion was mostly left to the disciples, but this time you did it all, right?”

“No, it was a 19-year-old boy who made that opinion.”

“What?”

Asher’s reading glasses slipped down his nose. Asher couldn’t believe his own ears.

Mayer spoke clearly.

“Evan Inning Grace. A first-year student at our academy.”

“Evan…… ? I’ve never heard of it. Were there any first-year students who realized the image world?”

Evan has a notoriety in the first year teachers’ office, but the news didn’t go up to the vice-president and the dean.

It’s not a serious matter enough to be promoted to vice president, and it’s not a particularly good thing to bring up.

So Asher heard Evan’s name for the first time.

“That’s enough, how is it?”

“Huh… Of course I thought you wrote it. This is something that even among masters, unless you are an old swordsman, you don’t know.”

Asher took a deep breath and spoke again.

“Awesome. There’s no way you’re a master at the age of 19… That kid is a theoretical genius. Because I just remembered this by analogy.”

“Isn’t it? It’s amazing even when I see it, so I brought it to show you.”

“Is this all? Do you have any papers written by that child?”

“No. I’ve been looking for it too.”

“Huh… Then it is completely raw.”

Asher nodded. The reason why Mayer had to come and bring out a student named Evan was that he had such an intention.

“Let me keep an eye on you.”

At Asher’s words, Mayer smiled satisfactorily.

Now Asher will recognize Evan and help him take Mayer’s lessons. Even next semester.

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