According to Mr. Valkun, Seneran, the head of the magic library, is his business partner.

“I provide technology, and the other side provides capital power.”

In terms of words, it is a form of collaboration that is common everywhere, but the things they make together are not common.

majanggeum.

It is to make what is the exclusive property of the demons usable by humans and lay the groundwork for humans to learn magical powers. The dream of the two can be said to be very absurd from a general point of view.

Whether or not that was absurd, the first thing that came to my mind as soon as I heard the story was my future teacher, Mr. Widra.

“Is the court mage, Mr. Widra, also involved?”



Hmm?

“...Excuse me. I don’t know what you’re talking about, so blow your nose and talk.”

I wasn’t the only one who looked at Seneran, who suddenly began to cry sadly as he grabbed hold of his pants crotch. Mr. Valkun was also scratching the back of his head, looking at her in a state of unconsciousness. It seems that the relationship between the two is not so bad, considering that they fought while raising their voices earlier.

“That... he’s a human, so his lifeline is a bit short. So, he must have suffered from anxiety in many ways.”

In the meantime, I bought a music box, and I was planning to find me later and ask for cooperation in various experiments. Actually, I have to hear this from the mouth of the person concerned, but I can’t communicate because the person involved is a mess right now.

Still, I’m not sure if my mental head is stuck in a straight line! Seneran blew his nose and opened his mouth again.

“The dog’s bastard has been visited several times, but he didn’t even meet Munjeon Park !!”

“...ah.”

Come to think of it, I said that I was frustrated in many ways and threw myself away a lot. Maybe I didn’t get to meet you properly at that time.

for a moment? So, does that mean that this human became a slave to capitalism by blackening it and even building a magic library? It is said that he is earning a lot even as a sponsor of the Dwarf blacksmith. What kind of crazy talent is this?

“It’s probably because of me, but my master also had his own circumstances, so please understand.”

“...What? Master? Are you that human disciple? But why do you call it that way?”

“Because you haven’t formally tied the knot with a priest yet?”

“...Ho, can I hear more details?”

Correct. It doesn’t seem like the mind is stuck straight. Watching him change his stance like this after he had been procrastinating and talking about something like complaining just now, a sense of anxiety overtook him.

“By the way... it’s magical power. That’s right. It wasn’t an aura.”

Anyway, if you use your aura skillfully, it won’t show up, so I was thinking of shooting it moderately and saying it was an aura, but since the opponent was Seneran, who was devoting his life to magic research like Mr. Widra, he couldn’t even gamble and was caught. If it wasn’t for that, I would have been very happy with the reality that I could use it as I thought.

Still, I couldn’t help but smile and apologize to Mr. Balkun, who lowered his voice and talked through the eyes from his age.

“I’m sorry. It’s a matter that I can’t talk about easily.”

“No. It’s a natural decision. Do you know Gin?”

“No. Even Mr. Gin doesn’t know.”

I didn’t care about my sudden change of attitude, and Seneran, who accompanied me after accepting it in a nopaku manly way, fortunately knew how to sign an engraving contract.

“There’s no particular reason why wizards who can make imprint contracts are limited. It’s just because you need a lot of mana or you need to know how to compose a spell in more detail to give the opponent a deterrence.”

In a word, I mean you’re an exception,” Seneran looked at me with the gaze of seeing all the strange people as I stared blankly at her, who made the bombshell declaration so insignificantly. It seems that there is a gap between us caused by a small misunderstanding.

“I don’t know much about magic yet. Because I can’t use mana.”

“What, then you have almost no magical knowledge?”

“It’s not like I don’t know at all... Theoretically, it’s still at the lower level?”

Even if I knew more than that, I couldn’t use it, so I neglected my studies. It wasn’t until recently that I realized that this shouldn’t be the case, so I started studying again.

After seeing my reaction, Seneran nodded as if he understood something and went on to explain.

“As is commonly known in the world, the reason why you can only engrave an engraved contract in a place like a library is because most people do not have an overwhelming amount of mana to unilaterally engrave the other person. In the case of warriors, they cannot handle mana at all. Most of the cases are. The more sophisticated the spell, the more mana is required to reduce the mana required and require a third person who can efficiently engrave the mark. But since you are using magic, you are already crushing it from the total amount. I guess But even if I roughly carve it, it will work, right?”

To be honest, if it wasn’t for Merdella, an element that wouldn’t have appeared in my life for a while was an engraving contract, so it was very unfamiliar. Rather than pretending to know halfway, I decided to just proudly reveal what I didn’t know.

“I had no idea what the structure was.”

Usually, at times like this, it would be normal for the response to be something like “I can’t believe it” or “I’m stupid”, but surprisingly, Seneran just nodded normally and continued talking.

“That’s how magic is in the first place. Even if you know the waterwheel, most people live without knowing what the mechanical structure is like. But you and I are both lucky. You must have noticed something wrong with your body.”

“...Are you talking about horsepower?”

“That’s right. It’s not a perfect metaphor, but it’s similar to trying to draw mana from a normal person, but feeling like you’re distilling mana out of the air. Fortunately, I’m in the middle, so now you can keep your secret. I’m looking forward to a long-term partnership with you. It’s nice to have an excuse to keep it. Isn’t this enough fate?”

What seemed to be protracted and deranged earlier was Seneran, who was continuing a very calm and normal conversation. Of course, she implicitly appealed for her need in the conversation and naturally felt like she was trying to get my help, but... Considering Mr. Widra’s case, it wasn’t that he couldn’t understand how desperate she must have been, so it was at a level that I could do. In fact, the explanation about engraving was useful enough.

“But where are we going?”

However, I am worried that if I focus on one thing, I am indifferent to the rest, as if it is my original personality.

“...on my way to the home of the Marquis of Levien.”

“...? Why are you there?”

“I was originally going to ask the Marquis of Levien for help. I am a student of Sir Radnellvandes.”

“Grand Battle Mage Radnell Vandes? Are you a bit extraordinary... wait? What did you say your name was?”

Strangely, it’s not that the screws are missing, but a feeling of unease as if there are not a few screws that are properly installed. Still, I pushed back the distrust as much as possible that I had already come this far and introduced myself again.

“My name is Eldmia Ega.”

“Eldmia? Ega...? Ah!”

Seneran, who had been rolling her eyes for a moment and tilting her head, jumped up and shouted.

“Levien’s guillotine is you!”

At Envelde Mansion, Guish also called me like that. I guess that has become my nickname.

Seriously, why am I the only one who doesn’t know my nickname?