Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 269

It has been more than a week since the research to create a magical engine continued.

Even though he spent most of his time going back and forth between his home and the academy, it was not easy to create a magical organ. At first, the demons’ memoirs and training records that Seneran handed over to them for reference were not very helpful, as they relied on intuition or were vague, just like knights training their auras. Thanks to that, I definitely learned that not all demons learn systematically… but that wasn’t helpful information for my progress, so it’s just that my knowledge has increased.

Still, it wasn’t without success. It was because there were records and knowledge of wizards who were on a different level from those who relied on their own senses. Using magical power did not mean that all kinds of magic could be used without formulas and calculations, and only the output and scale were different, and demonic wizards were also slaves to calculations, verification, and formulas, which was no different from human wizards.

Recognizing how grateful it is to have systematic studies, I threw away all the memoirs of the filthy talented warriors and studied the writings of wizards. Fortunately, Seneran and Master both had several books written by such demonic wizards, and thanks to the two of them standing next to me and becoming a living commentator who explained the contents of each book, I was able to lay the cornerstone of the magic engine, albeit slowly. started to build up.

“I don’t think I’ve ever studied like this in my life.”

Even though his body was all grown up, he was still a 15-year-old, so acquiring knowledge through simple memorization was still worthwhile. Things like history and how to track knowledge about monsters were all interesting, like reading a novel, so I read them as if I were reading a book. Well, I really memorized the law, but I was able to endure it because it was a realm of memorization in the end.

However, studying magic, which had to be solved like math, really made me vomit. If he had no memory of his previous life, he would have become a spore-bearer beyond a spore-bearer. At least, I was able to endure because two great teachers took care of me. If I had done this alone, I could never have done it.

“You should study the language a bit when you’re young. They said there’s a limit to using only one official language to travel.”

After forcibly stimulating the desire to learn, I tested the basis of the magical engine, which had barely been prepared, against the theory, tested it several times, and wrote down the difference in efficiency, such as the circulation of magical power, one by one. I drank the coffee I had put down when I came in.

“Fuck.”

I thought it hadn’t been long, but it must have flowed quite a bit. The coffee, which had no warmth, was so bitter and tasteless that it reminded me of the researcher’s anecdote that Duke Lesrom had told me as soon as I took a sip. As I sipped the remaining coffee, vowing to buy one for the lab and one at home later, the clock ticking tock informed me that it was time for lunch.

“Master’s expression… Oh, he’s not here.”

Seneran and Master had never been apart from the academy for the past few days, but Seneran was away to purchase additional items I needed, and Master had been away since morning, saying he had to go to the royal castle for a while. Wait, I think I came at 8 o’clock, but you mean I’ve been concentrating without moving for 4 hours? It is to the point of admiration for one’s own concentration.

“Leica. Let’s go to the restaurant.”

[Huh. master! It’s boring!]

“They said that the dog is the boss. That boredom is good dude.”

When I stroked Laika, who was sleeping, in a bed with a blanket rolled up in one corner of the lab, he complained and immediately shook his butt and liked it. Just like a simple guy.

“Let’s take a short walk after dinner. I haven’t moved too much lately.”

[walk! Okay!]

I was about to turn off the fire in the magic stone stove that Seneran had brought before going out, but since it wasn’t a fire hazard anyway, I just lowered the output to a moderate level, put on my cape, and left the lab. Even though I barely came out into the hallway, it was really terrible to feel the cold chill, but I didn’t show it as much as I could and headed for the restaurant.

I don’t know if it’s because vacation is just around the corner, but all the students moving toward the cafeteria seemed in a good mood. Even the 2nd and 3rd graders, who were exhausted after returning from the camp training in hell just a few days ago, are busy laughing haha hoho as if they were like that. At first, as soon as I came back, I really looked at me as if I were the enemy of my parents, but now that gaze has subsided a lot. I was walking down the street, responding to students who noddedly greeted me as a teaching assistant because my face was known to some extent in the previous grade, and Cheryl approached me from afar as if it were natural.

“meal.”

“…Sheryl? Do you have any friends?”

When the professor or Seneran isn’t around, it’s nice to know like a ghost and ask them to eat together, but now I’m seriously questioning their friendship. It’s not like there aren’t kids who want to eat together, but it’s like this every time.

But, as if she was aware of my concerns, Cheryl just looked at me blankly and spoke calmly.

“I have many friends.”

“…Okay, let’s go. I’m curious about today’s menu.”

I felt like I had heard a common lie told by children without friends, so I turned around and patted him on the shoulder, and Cheryl replied, stepping in sync.

“I heard there’s a special meal today.”

“Special food? Out of the blue?”

“They say it’s a commemoration of the extermination of the demons that infiltrated the Holy Light Cross. From what I’ve heard, the party of warriors seems to be quite active.”

“The disappearance of demons is something to celebrate, but for that reason, the academy even provides a special meal?”

“The dean is a member of the Holy Cross.”

It was an unexpected and selfish reason. I want to be able to sprinkle money freely for such personal reasons… but it had nothing to do with me because faculty and teaching assistants are free food anyway. no, that’s a good thing As usual, the food here is very generous and tasty, but there’s a special meal there. I am so excited about what will come out that I feel my steps lighten by itself.

“Is it that delicious? It’s just ordinary.”

“It’s because your tongue is the tongue of an aristocrat. It’s not easy to have a lot of volume, taste, and variety. You’ve eaten emergency food while working as an adventurer, right?”

Hell’s British Cuisine Even if it’s not at the level of chaotic medieval cuisine, it’s not as easy as it sounds to eat delicious food. Condiments and spices are expensive. If you think about it, even in my previous life, where such things were common in everyday life, there were only a handful of places where good learning came out. She tilted her head with a very incomprehensible expression when she realized that she was full even though she was full.

“…Wasn’t that just normal?”

“……”

In such a crazy world. Could this be the type of person who can only tell the difference between puffed rice and sashimi by the chewing texture?

It is said that the sense of taste is developed, but how could a child who grew up eating the delicious food of the Ogathorpe family make such a desperate statement? Somehow strangely, I thought that other nobles would eat dishes that would cause competition, but there was a secret like this? Noticing my horrified stare, Cheryl, perhaps feeling something strange going on, turned around in an unusually flustered tone.

“Well, come to think of it, there was a story that the reason the professors were busy from morning was because of the hero’s visit!”

I really thought a lot at the moment of whether I should keep teasing Cheryl with her hopeless sense of taste or accept it in moderation, but even though there was a distance, there were many people around me, so I decided to let it go.

“…Why is he here?”

“Ah, it seemed that the dean’s breath was a little bit in. There are stories that she shed tears because she was moved by the fact that she defeated the evil being that was polluting the Holy Light Cross, and it was said that a by-product of the devil was also created, which should stimulate the students. They said they were going to prepare a grand dinner to express their gratitude.”

“No matter how you look at it, it’s not something you can ask for because of the personal desire of the Dean of the Royal Academy?”

“Isn’t that an excuse? Even if it happened within the kingdom, the Holy Cross decided on its own and asked for the help of the hero, because the royal family didn’t come out directly. There is a story about it.”

“Anyway, what about politics…”

Shaking our heads at the unnecessarily complex face-to-face, we went into the restaurant and decided to forget the complicated stuff and focus on the special meal, which was worth it. Surprisingly, the special meal announced by the dean was not simply a chicken dish with a large amount, but a buffet of high-end dishes piled up and eaten on their own.

“The expression mountain of food suits you. No matter how many students you are, can you eat all of that?”

“It’s because students aren’t the only ones eating it.”

He hesitated for a moment at the overwhelming sight, and a man answered the words he muttered to himself. When I turned my head, Griffith, who looked like a typical narrow-eyed guy and laid the groundwork more diligently than anyone else, was looking at us with a smile on his face.

“It’s been a while, Griffith. So, do you have guests?”

“It’s been a while, Assistant Professor Ega. He said that the Crusader and Holy Knights of the Holy Light Cross who are returning to Ogwen will be with the hero. Thanks to that, the students are also in a frenzy.”

“…a lot of food?”

I said that because I thought that was the only reason the students went mad, but Griffith shook his head with a small smile.

“I want to see the warrior party.”

Hmm, I hope you don’t get your ass massaged anywhere here. Hoping that the students’ longing can be maintained, I grabbed the tray and asked Griffith.

“You don’t seem very interested.”

“It’s not that he’s not interested at all… but he’s not someone you can easily see just because you want to see him. It’s a waste of time. Since you’ve just met your assistant, wouldn’t it be much better to ask him about swordsmanship at that time?”

I don’t know why, but Cheryl didn’t seem to like Griffith very much, but from my point of view, seeing how sincere her swordsmanship, she’s a guy I’m secretly attached to. Even if it’s a moment, ‘That’s a secret.’ He has the appearance of being able to say, but you shouldn’t judge people just by looking at their appearance. I pretended to be calm and nodded my head and spoke briefly.

“You’re lucky.”

“…?”

Not knowing that he would meet a hero while listening to swordsmanship advice, Griffith put on a puzzled look and just nodded.