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

Having completed his magic meter, Arcs was visiting Crave's mansion the next day.

I ask him to be followed by the guards of the Arvent Mansion, just as he was before, and he rushes right into the crave.

Not that I didn't think about his annoyance, but this result outweighs it.

I jumped into the room where my uncle was, butting a servant who was surprised to see him hurry.

"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!

"... Arcs, you've been up late again, haven't you? That's too exciting, huh?

Of course I saw it. Crave looked half frightened. I just seemed to hear from my servant that I was coming, and I wasn't too surprised.

"Um, would you like some time now!?

"I'm going to do it, but I don't mind if I do some of it, okay? Just calm down a little before you do."

Take a deep breath to follow Crave's words and calm down the feeling of deviation.

Calm thought followed me back, and I could afford to look around.

... there are three servants indoors, including myself and Crave.

"Well, may I ask you to pay for it once?

"Fine... what the hell"

Crave waves appropriately and scatters the servants out of the room.

I took the example thing out of the bag, making sure no one was around.

"Uncle, look at this."

"This is the glass tube I sent to you the other day... hmm? Sounds like a regular scale... did you put something inside?

"Look at that. This way, if you generate magic nearby, the magic silver inside..."

"You know what? Don't move. But it's not much fun for a new toy............ hey wait! The scale!

That's Crave. I immediately realized what it was like.

I see the look on his face that solidifies in amazement, and he makes a stubborn Doya face.

To himself like that, Crave kept his hands shaking with a magic gauge.

"... what's wrong with you, this"

"I happened to be able to turn magic silver into an expanding substance in response to magic, and that's why I came up with this."

"No, I thought of it..."

"It was a coincidence, really."

The idea of a thermometer was because of the knowledge of the man's world, but it's really a coincidence about the magical silver degeneration. Sometimes I owe the neighborhood to Reesha.

All in all, now it's Crave's turn to calm down and sit on the couch for a little while.

Eventually, Crave seemed to swallow the situation, and, uh, exhaled.

And you look awful and serious like you've never shown before.

"... Arcs, did you tell anyone but me this?

"No, only on my uncle. Because things are things."

"Right. That's a good decision, including paying earlier."

The concern disappears and the tension fades, slightly on Crave's face but a smile returns.

"You, this is a big discovery, huh?

"Right. There's no place in the world that can accurately measure magic, is there?

"Oh. At least there wasn't anything like that in the country I went around, and there shouldn't be one right now. Even so, a measuring instrument that can measure magic..."

"This will make a magical encounter"

"You sure do. With this, it's easy to see how much magic you can put into a word"

Crave says so, once he puts the magic gauge on a glass table and turns his face into something serious again.

"Before we talk like that about how we made this. First of all, I have to ask you something. What do you want with this?

"Right......"

Regardless, the main purpose is to want to be able to use this to use a lot of magic... that's not what Crave's asking.

"... I'm not going to monopolize this just for myself. I think we need to anticipate the timing, but I thought I'd announce all of this in a decent way."

"Are you sure? If you make it your own, you can make a big difference to the rest of him, right?

"No, someone will find out sooner or later if you have it, and then you will definitely want it. Then it's better to announce it and get it for fame or money than to be monopolized and jealous, for your own good and for the good of your country."

Yes, monopolies are fascinating, too. Crave is right, if you have this, you can make a huge difference from other demon mentors, and you can immerse yourself in the sense of superiority that the difference makes.

But that could also crush the beneficial consideration gained by spreading the existence of magic meters and the opportunities for the development of magic technologies.

Given that, there should be more disadvantages than the advantages of monopolizing.

The amount of magic you can put in is something you'll know as long as you have time, and since it's the sense of creating a spell that determines your superiority and inferiority as a magician in the first place, this one doesn't hurt or itch where you let go of the superiority of measuring magic.

In the first place, I thought my uncle would tell me these stories.

"... I didn't have to tell you. Oh, you're looking ahead."

Crave scratches his head and brutally strokes it.

After all, were you going to tell me?

"Arcs. I know, but don't tell anyone about the existence of the Magic Gauge yet, okay? Before the announcement, when the situation is all set."

"Eh, what do you show your friends...?

"... well, if only he could be trusted not to say so"

Crave and I were like, "You were friends, you?" "Yes, I am. That's about it..." What an exchange.

"And then... to Risha, too. You'll want to let him know too, but don't do it just in case. The reason... you know what I mean?

".................. Ugh, yes"

Yes, I can't say enough about the possibility of passing it on to my parents via Riesha. And after I pass it on, it's about those furry haters. Sometimes we may be forced to take away this discovery.

But he's also more alert about Joshua and Celine than he thought.

I thought it was as intermittent as a casual visit to Laceft's mansion, but is the ditch actually deep?

Secondly, Crave shows some lonely face.

"... you wouldn't be surprised, but Joshua's a pretty hiccup, he hates it when he does better magic than himself"

"Really? One way or another, I thought he was the kind of guy who looked down on people with low magic arms."

"... you're pretty unforgiving too"

I don't think of him as my father anymore.

At that time, by the time Joshua hit me with eight hits, I had already lost my parents' and children's feelings.

"But how did you end up like that when you were chosen to pick up the Laceft family?

"It's the opposite of being chosen... He became excessively hostile to the Magic Fame, the Laceft family, because of his possession."

I mean, is that what you call a complex in the man's world?

I'm not familiar with Joshua's skill as a demon mentor, but perhaps he didn't match the pressure exerted on the prestigious winner, thus creating a strain in his personality.

"I'd still be glad if it stayed that way. But I got an extra round of applause when I got back."

"Uncle, are you there?

"Well, what can I say for myself? I traveled through the country and went back to the country far stronger than before. Besides, when I left, I became a national magician who couldn't be him either. Besides, my position in the National Army and my position as a magician were superior. Besides, that's the word of a dying man."

"Your grandfather's, is it?

"It was a failure to find you..."

"Wow..."

Tough. You must be the one who chose it, but you overturned it by saying it was a failure.

I guess this is what you can't afford to end up with.

"There was that, and I guess Joshua pretty much expected it when it came to her kid's talent, too. If a child's abilities are high, it will also lead to their own evaluation. If that's what you expect..."

Crave said, "And then you know what that means, right? Continue with the words."

In short, because Joshua had a strong complex of his abilities, he could not recognize himself (Arcs) as his son, who was poorly gifted.

That's why it's that windy intensity. For a long time, I thought it was unnatural to hate anything furiously so far, even if obsolescence was natural as a rule in your house.

But if those reasons do have their roots, I can nod like I don't like them.

What you should resent is your grandfather who left behind the words of the curse... no, maybe that personality won't change the outcome anyway.

As I think about it, Fuji Clave looks sorry and lays his eyes down.

"So what you're struggling with is also my fault."

"No, that's not..."

"No, it's my fault. It doesn't matter how you fix it."

Did Crave think of it as a burden? Maybe it was because of that, too, that he took pleasure in teaching me magic.

And was this confession his own penance?

But...

"Oh, Uncle, I always take care of you!

Yes, if it's true that my uncle's return is part of the factor, it's an indisputable fact that I'm being looked after in this way. Because Crave burns me to look after him, I could remember magic properly, and because he's putting my parents under control, I don't have to live a miserable life.

Crave exhales somewhere relieved when he tells him so, albeit without words.

"... well. Well, that sounds a little good."

Second, Crave starts smoking the cigar he had at hand. Is it a shade of light or do you miss it? He looked at the purple smoke sucked into the ceiling and threw his body wide on the couch where he was sitting.

As he waits until he finishes smoking the cigar, Crave's gaze returns to the magic gauge.

"... but you are outrageous. Totally."

It was fading with family stories, but he gradually got excited back.

Even though I said it in a frightened voice, the niña on my face hasn't been hidden out.

"I still need to talk to you about this, so please give me some time..."

"Right."

Crave rings the bell and calls a servant.

And to those who came in,

"Uh, I'm sorry, but I'm going to stop serving today because I have a very important appointment. Keep me posted."

The servant nodded at it, bowing his head and leaving the room.

... I have a number of consultations with Crave.

It is also necessary to obtain advice on production, such as how much to make, from stories such as the process of making magic meters.

After that, he spent the whole day talking about making magic meters, including packing the details with Crave and going to meet the glass makers involved in the production.