332 Grandpa Penn in Thirty-two Tales Advancement •

"I'm familiar with Master Abel, woman! A little girl like you could understand Gillemeim! Did you just hear the name anyway, or did you just hear the thought experiment of Nyalun in the funny, ridiculously written Pandora box? I also have a lot of thoughts about Meehr Woman wanting to hear Abel's interpretation, etc!

Penrat shouts to Altamia.

Penrat, my little girl, is almost a hundred-year-old artificial spirit of the former witch's tower lord.

What can I say, in Altamia and Penrat, the two are of different mages' statures.

Altamia stares back at Penrat with a muddled look, but immediately ignores him and turns back at me.

"... leave that grandfather alone, look, talk to him quickly"

"Yep..."

Koitz, Mere, I thought you were here to persuade me to leave Penratt alone and have a magic conversation.

The hunt for the undead is undead.

I was just reflecting on myself, too, and this palm back off honestly pulls a bit.

Why is Altamia being treated like a saint in the Alchemy Division after all I've been treated like a sorcerer?

"A, Alta...... aren't you going to take Meir's, Meir's side?

With Meir's desperate face, she pulls Altamia's sleeve.

Altamia looks back at Meir, looks sorry, and immediately turns back to me.

"Look, this girl says this, too, so talk fast!

"I converted it in my head very conveniently now, didn't I?!?

The meaning has changed so much that I have electronically translated about three minor languages across.

There is no earliest prototype.

"So you're telling me you can just give me an overview fast! If you'd just spoken to me, I'd be done already!

"It will never end! I didn't finish earlier!

Hang on to Altamia's persuasion as Meir wept her eyes.

But Meir says so, but Altamia is not like Penrat.

Penratt, who underestimates me, had no temper at all to separate stories for Meir in the first place.

I was totally put on it, too. I talked about that and this.

Altamia is surprisingly attentive to the area.

I've said a lot too, otherwise I wouldn't have established my current position in the Alchemy Division.

"Ok, then just the touch part..."

"Ha, I don't think I can even understand Abel's story in shards. But if Abel tolerated it, we have no choice. But, woman, the moment you decide you don't know anything, this pen will knock you out! Be prepared!

Even if Penratt yells at him, Altamia doesn't tackle him just by staring back lightly.

... It's about Altamia except for me that I seem to be able to talk to Penrat properly, but if this is not a good fold, it seems difficult too.

This grandfather is a little too aggressive.

It's going to be a little later for Penrat to become familiar with Phage territory.

"In order to have a brief, oral and immediate understanding of my interpretation of" The Interpretation of the Paradox of the Virtual Devil of Gillemeim, "let's first talk about" The Spirit Hypothesis of Heinma "and" Comparison of the Total Mana Variation Formula of the Microscopic and Megaspiritual Bodies under the Specific Conditions of Liaris "and derive it from it. Heinma is not a very famous person, and you won't even know Alta because it's a thesis from a student at the School of Magic that leads to a comparison of Liaris' Mana Total Variation Ceremony"

Heinma is about a hundred and twenty years old, but Learis is only forty years old.

Rearis' thesis was the subject of discussion at a time when Altamia lived gracefully in the tower.

Naturally, there's no way Altamia, who just recently came out of the tower, knows Learis.

"I know both of them, so please just tell me the conclusion briefly. I'm looking into that, too. Though I didn't think the Rialis ceremony was such a big deal. You mean comparing formulaic differences by condition, and then thinking about the magical meaning of the value of that difference from there? I've done that before, and the conclusion was mediocre."

Oops, Altamia was also doing some research on how much magic has developed since she left the tower.

I was licking Altamia a little.

"What, you must have known by chance. Strengthen..."

Watch Altamia as Penrat bites his teeth.

Altamia laughs well.

"This is going to be over soon..."

Meir whispered and leaked like that.

- And (d) enough has passed.

"... I see. I mean, there's no paradox."

"Oh, if you insist, it would be the true problem with this paradox to think about the magical meaning of the second mana function"

"You can't give me an answer for all that. Something about which formulas are equivalent, even if interpreted differently. I wonder if there's anything more to it than a conceptual one."

"I want to advocate one theory about this. Rather than my theory, Gillemeim himself was bluffing..."

"He, is he stoned to that point? Oh, no! You're really not a good character! Thoroughly, 'I wouldn't dare, but I really do,' I find that annoying. Absolutely a chunk of pride! Array, you can tell by the writing habits and the structure of the sorcery ceremony!

Array characters are characters that magicians use to write magic books.

Magic books are often spelled out in words that have a lot of magical connotations in a single letter, the array letters, because they don't show how many sentences they can have in a simple language.

Because array letters vary in shape from country to country, from time to time, and from person to individual, they can also be a mirror that shows the essence of a magician.

I wave my wand and spell letters in the universe.

"In previous conventional thinking, the way Gillemeim's virtual demon moves when assuming it is a single spiritual body takes this waveform... Even the Mars formula, the hybrid hypothesis... but not what I'm trying to show. The way a single spirit body moves, this happens all the time. This is the identity of the meaning that the second mana function can take other than natural numbers"

I draw an arrow after drawing a circle that mimics a single spiritual body virtual demon, followed by two half-circles.

"Ah, ahhh! Shh, uh! That way! Ah! Honestly, no more, uh! Well, you can't make a public announcement."

Altamia presses her mouth with her hand and raises her voice.

Altamia is quick to understand.

I don't think Penrat would understand this right now, the part where I kept my mouth shut when I told him and Meir, but Altamia came too far, so I decided to talk to the end in Norinoli too.

"Dear Abel! Here, what does this mean?!? Why, why did a single spirit body split into two parts!? It would be the smallest unit of the spirit body!? That's common sense in sorcery so far! If this were true, all theorems would be a magical, convenience bluff only! There can't be... right!? Master Abel, Master Abel! This is the only thing that shouldn't happen!?

The advice, Penrat, is unacceptable and in a state of half confusion.

Penrat grabs my shoulder and shakes it.

"Are you even saying that this is the punishment for humans who have stupidly believed only in the visible!?

"Relax, Penrat. Philosophy is not my domain."

"But, but... are you saying to calm down when you see this! Ms Alta! Can Ms Alta accept this!? It would be too cruel a pointer to existing magic. This!?

"You'll have to admit it. I feel terrible. I'm embarrassed to say it now, but I wasn't hooked at all, either. I'm rather convinced. Unless you admit it, there's no development in human witchcraft, and you can't get anywhere near the truth of the witchcraft I've been exploring. You're giving up here? Decide not to ask?

"Ms Alta... stupidity is, stupidity is...! Stupidity ages for no reason and if you realize it you are this old......! What can I do now for this foolishness...?

Penrat begins to pound and tear away.

"Oh, hey Grandpa Penn, you don't have to cry about anything... hmm?

As soon as I realized it, the hall was starting to come back to the face of the final alchemy division, which had finished its break.

"Ah..."

I glance at Meir.

With Meir's dead eyes, he stared at Penrat and Altamia, silently.