Chapter 75: CH 75

“It’s pretty huge after all, huh?” I asked.

“Yes, students who have just entered the school sometimes get lost,” Ms. Quinella said.

Guided by her, we walked around the school building of the Magician’s Academy.

We’re walking on the 1st floor now, but I wonder how many floors this building has. At least it’s likely there’s a 4th floor and above. The problem isn’t only because of the 1st floor, but that the levels are interconnected, so students are likely to get lost.

“You’re going to have to get used to it soon, Miu,” I said.

“… I think I’ll be fine… probably…” Miu muttered.

Miu is left swimming from the unfamiliar scenery and the spaciousness of it all. She tried to act tough but her words come out weak.

Well, it’s hard to memorize the whole layout of a building of this size in a day, it’s not just her. I’m not confident that I can memorize it myself. It would be possible to simply head outside, but it’s a bit too wide to figure out where you’re going and what is there.

“Good morning, Ms. Quinella!” said some students passing by.

“Yes, good morning,” Ms. Quinella replied.

Speaking of me, I just give nods. I’m not sure how to deal with it from my point of view. Speaking of which, Miu awkwardly diverts her gaze and looks down.

Is this fine? I wonder if she can safely make friends like this. This old man is a little worried.

“But they’re all such polite children, aren’t they?” Ms. Quinella said.

Every student is well-mannered. It’s not only Ms. Quinella, but they also greet us and bow properly.

Maybe it’s because she’s an authority figure of a school with such a long history. The education may be quite formal because of that.

By the way, I say that they’re other students, but at just a glance, some of them are younger than Miu, and some of them are obviously older than her. I wonder if age isn’t standard for magician candidates and you never know when the talent will manifest itself.

In that sense, Miu could still relate. If the ages and genders were fixed, it’d be difficult for outsiders to enter.

“These children may become the magicians who represent the country, you know,” Ms. Quinella said. “Societal education is also incorporated into the curriculum.”

“So that’s it,” I said, nodding.

Well, it’s something of a matter of course, Knights of Rebelio and the Magic Division are the representative organizations of the Rebelis Kingdom. In most cases, the Knights place importance on their skills, but the Magic Division has more duties than that.

Ah, no, the Knights are an organization that can’t be entered with just the merits of your skills.

“By the way, has Ms. Miu already decided on a magic major?” Quinella asked.

“Magic, major?” I asked.

What is that? That’s the first time I’ve heard it.

Lucy didn’t use that phrase either. Miu looks at Ms. Quinella with a face similarly confused.

“Oh my, pardon me,” Ms. Quinella said. “Umm, there are roughly speaking several schools of magic. Most people have their personal strengths and weaknesses.”

“Huh, so it’s that kind of thing?” I asked.

After all, I feel that magic is close to a kind of academic research. That’s why it was systematized to some extent.

“… I can only shoot flames,” Miu mumbled.

“If so, you may be highly suitable for the Offensive Magic track,” Ms. Quinella said.

“Offensive Magic track?” I asked.

More and more words I don’t know about have come out.

It may be useless for someone ignorant of magic as the guardian of a child who attends the Magician’s Academy, even though it’s only a matter of documents. Maybe Lucy will explain it to me again. No, she’s busy with her work, and shouldn’t Miu find some time somewhere to learn her basics by herself?

“Pardon me if I’m being rude, but Mr. Beryl, do you also have magical capability?” Ms. Quinella asked.

“Aah, no, it’s embarrassing to admit, but I’m afraid I don’t,” I said. “As you can see, I’m better with swords,” I said, knocking at the scabbard on my waist.

I wonder how much diplomatic value my title of Special Instructor is, though it’s still a new position

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As long as there is the Royal Seal of the Kingdom, I don’t think it’s just an internally recognized title, but I haven’t talked to the other people around here, so I’m not sure what to do.

“I see. No, I’m sorry, it was an inappropriate question,” Ms. Quinella said. “We don’t know where and when magical talent will blossom, you see.”

“No, no, don’t worry about it,” I said.

It’s like saying that an old man like me still has a chance. Even if my magical talent blooms now, that’s a bit of a problem, and I don’t have any magical knowledge, to begin with.

It’s enough for me to enjoy the swordsman’s path comfortably.

“The Magician’s Academy also has a Sword Magic Department, but honestly, there aren’t many users,” Ms. Quinella said. “I hope it will increase in the future.”

“Oh, Sword Magic, is it?” I asked.

Thyssel comes to mind first. I don’t know anyone else. It seems that it’s a very niche practice, after all.

“Ms. Thyssel… oh, she was a graduate of that department, there were some very talented people there,” Ms. Quinella said.

“Heh, Thyssel was always quite talented,” I said.

I never thought I’d hear the name of a former disciple in a place like this. I feel deeply moved.

“Oh, umm… did you know Ms. Thyssel?” Ms. Quinella said, surprised.

“Yes, I’m a bit embarrassed to say I was the one who taught her swordsmanship…” I said.

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“Oh dear, oh my…!” Ms. Quinella said, suddenly tense.

“That was, umm… rather rude of me,” I said.

“No, no, no, no, please don’t worry about it,” Ms. Quinella said. “I didn’t feel offended.”

When I thought about it, I messed up.

Huh… what kind of reaction was the correct answer? I don’t know.

“Ms. Thyssel’s sword magic is very elegant… I thought she was able to meet a good teacher,” Ms. Quinella said.

“Hahaha… that’s a bit embarrassing…” I said.

Based on what a teacher of the Magician’s Academy says so far, I feel that Thyssel is doing something ridiculous. She’s usually so reserved. People aren’t always as they seem.

And for some reason, I’m feeling the aftermath. I’m getting embarrassed.

“Well, I’m more interested in magic schools,” I said, sensing Ms. Quinella’s awkwardness and quickly turning away from the uncomfortable sidetrack and back to the original matter.

I’m getting used to being shocked by my disciples… no, that would be a lie. I’m still not used to it, but it’s a really tingling feeling to be praised by strangers. It embarrasses me more than pleases me.

“Oh, forgive me, there were the various majors,” Ms. Quinella said. “There are 5 major schools of magic: Offensive Magic, Defensive Magic, Recovery Magic, Enhancement Magic, and Life Magic. 1 There are some magics that are not classified under a formal school, though. ”

“Hmm…”

So there are various specializations of magic. Then, Miu’s flames ought to be a good fit for Offensive Magic after all.

However, Lucy says that even if all of them are put together, the spell casting of humankind is less than 10% of the total amount of magic in the world. It is an academic discipline with an unfathomable bottom.

“But first, you will learn all the basics of magic, taking into account the knowledge aspect. You will pursue your specialty a little later,” Ms. Quinella said.

I thought it from the first time I met her, but this person is quite polite. She is friendly and kind to everyone. She seemed to be a person who would have produced a very peaceful world if it had more of them.

“We’re here, this is the staff room,” Ms. Quinella said. “Do you have the documents related to the enrollment?”

Documents about enrollment? I do remember signing them, but I’ve left it to Lucy who’s all over the place.

“Thank you for your guidance. I gave the documents to Lucy… ah, I mean I handed them directly to the Headmistress.”

“I see, is that so?” Ms. Quinella said.

Lucy had taken the documents then so I think that the Magician’s Academy ought to have them on file already. She couldn’t forget about this.

“Then, we’ll verify that later,” Ms. Quinella said. “There is an explanation about enrolling in the school and moving into the dormitory if Ms. Miu will be doing so. What is your decision, Mr. Beryl?”

“Hmm…”

Should I ask this for the time being? Miu hasn’t enrolled in the school yet, but I think it’s a good topic if Miu asks about moving into the dormitory.

“In general, the parents often ask about it,” Ms. Quinella said. “After all, when it comes to leaving your child in the care of someone else, there are few people who wouldn’t have concerns.”

“I understand, then please, go ahead,” I said.

I decided to listen. For sure, I have concerns. It’s not saying I’m an irresponsible parent.

By the way, should I also tell you that my surname is different from that of Miu? No, that’s what you can tell by looking at the documents, but it’s hard to tell who and how much you should talk about the situation around here.

“… I can understand it by myself,” Miu muttered, seemingly embarrassed at my indecision.

“Hahaha, well, I’m also concerned,” I said.

“Hm-hmm,” Ms. Quinella chuckles.

“? What’s wrong?” Miu asked, confused.

I wonder if she was laughing at our previous exchange. I think this cute Miu is best.

“No, I was just curious if you’re usually this casual and familiar, Mr. Beryl,” Ms. Quinella said. 2

“… Ah, no, that’s embarrassing…” I said.

Aww, this was an embarrassing wake-up call. I tried my best to make myself formal when I went to other places, but after all, it’s not enough to tweak it a little. The facade was easily peeled off.

“Well then, please come in,” Quinella said as she opened the door. “We’ve got much to talk about.”

“Oh, right. Come on, Miu, you’re going too,” I said.

“Shut up,” Miu snapped. “I know that already.”

What kind of response was that from a simple reminder?

However, Ms. Quinella didn’t say anything. I’m glad that she realizes she’s a kid with a strong attitude. Miu talks tough, but she doesn’t have a rough core. I would be grateful if they could understand that.

However, despite all the things that happened, I never thought I would cross into the Magician’s Academy. I don’t know what really happens in the world.

Once inside, many of who I suspected to be teachers looked at us, but they all seemed accustomed to it and immediately lost dismissed us as no concern of theirs.

It’s a good thing they don’t look at us strangely. It’s been a series of unfamiliar looks since I came here to Baltrain, though mainly because of Alexia, Selena, and Lucy.

“Then, please have a seat.”

We’re guided to a place like a drawing space at the edge of the room.

It’s not so luxurious, but I sit down with Miu on a well-built sofa. It’s decently comfortable. In the end, even one piece of furniture makes you feel the quality.

Well then, shall we get down to the serious business? Miu’s future is at stake.

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