I walked through the front door and entered the living room, which was bright.
There was something hanging from the ceiling and it was giving off light.
So that's what Ms. Howe is working on.
Yeah, yeah, the first prototype.
"It's not a once-in-a-lifetime tool, it's a magical tool that exists permanently and can be used over and over again by replenishing its magic. I'm trying to research how to use it in our daily lives.
"Good work, kid. But the information is slow. I'm not doing that anymore.
"Stop? Why?
I've been told to make weapons for years.
Howe sneered.
"It would have been easy to turn the spell into a vessel, not a disposable one, to keep it working as long as it had magic. Just like this one. Was it called a magic lantern? Just keep feeding it with magic and it will keep glowing.
"Yes.
I didn't make one, but I'm thinking of a device that could loosen the ice magic and cool the room down. Comfy in the summer, huh?
I could make a device that would automatically make ice for you.
Huh, it's an aristocrat's idea. Yeah, that's how you can get ridiculously expensive ice for cheap.
Why did you stop studying?
I told you, he told me to make a weapon.
Howe laughed more and more cynically.
''The stuff is easy to make, the problem is magic. Where do you get the magic from? Humans or, well, monsters.
"...... Yes,
That's what's happening with today's technology.
The mages who have magic say 'make weapons rather than that'. That's because it's easier for the mages to make the same thing they do.
Howe's words were harsh.
You're really pissed off.
That's what I mean. I'm not doing research anymore.
"If
"Ah-an?
If I can solve the magic supply, will you resume your research?
"The kid's going to give you magic?
Howe snickered.
"In a way, yes.
"...... is going to get angry,
Follow me around.
"Huh? What--what--wow!
Taking Howe's hand groaning, flew in the instantaneous movement magic.
A moment later, from a house deep in the forest, he came to a sprawling rice field.
What is this?
"A Farming Community in the Carlisle Territory
"What the hell are we going to do with you in this place?
"This
I pointed down.
There's one plot in front of me and Howe, a field that grows a different crop than the others.
The field is covered with flowers and dripping honey from those flowers.
Don't you see?
What is ......? Wait a minute, is this magic?
"Yes.
"Stupid!
Poof, Howe got down on all fours.
She crawled to the ground and stared at the dripping honey.
That's really magic. ...... What the hell is this?
Solar Flower. . an ancient species once extinct. Characterized by dropping concentrated magical nectar while basking in the sun's rays.
"............
Howe's that makes you go, "Poof!
If we create a magical field with this, we will have a steady supply of magical power, just like the food in the world today.
So I cut the words off and stare at Howe.
"Can we resume our research?
"......
Howe's eyes widened in surprise, but his expression gradually changed.
He stood up, lifted the corners of his mouth dexterously, and smiled wryly.
"Yeah, let's do it.
A leading expert in the field was motivated again.