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The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal FoolAsley CH 149

Author:Hifumi Category:urban Update time:2022-12-03 06:13:50



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Left with no other option, I took a vial of Pochi Bitanded from my c.h.e.s.t pocket and chugged it down, eliminating any lingering fatigue from yesterday.

And in front of me, young Bright was looking quite delighted as he went to sit in the table that had been prepared just for him.

An old maid followed right behind him.

I had expected her to be a young lady at first, but now that I considered how much the master of the house cared for her brother, this did make more sense.

It was only natural for her not to let some random girl approach the boy.

Once young Bright was in place, the old maid, named Jetta, stationed herself where she could see him at all times.

Judging from her appearance and aura… she had probably been serving the Fulbright for a long time now.

June wouldnt have put her in charge otherwise, after all.

While I scratched the back of my head, I detected several presences approaching from behind me.

One of them should be Alfred.

I turned around, and sure enough, the mans sour expression was right there.

Two other butlers were behind him, one carrying a set of papers and pen, and the other holding three books.

Magic textbooks and writing materials for the lessons, I assume.

Theyll come in handy.

The three put down the items, bowed, then left without saying a word.

After seeing them off, Bright stood right up, unable to contain his excitement.

“I am ready, Instructor Poer!”

Hes got his priorities straight as an arrow – makes me think of a boy version of Natsu.

I had felt quite excited to be able to use magic for the first time, of course, but had never expected the reaction to be this much stronger when coming from a child.

…All right.

The theories werent so different from whats taught in my time, but the explanations here might come off as too rudimentary…

I suppose that does count as progress, if only a little bit.

“Let us start with this question, Master Bright: In your own image, what is an ideal mage”

“Hmm… An overwhelming presence… that can instantly turn the tides of a battle.

Something like that.”

This boys got big dreams.

He was right in that mages were a really big deal in the era, though.

Especially considering how few there were.

So much so that I hadnt seen any at the Adventurers Guild in this town.

Makes me wonder if the Elves were filling in that void.

I had seen a few back at Sodom, at least…

“But most importantly… I would like to be a mage who is useful to my sister.”

I sure look forward to seeing the sort of mage he would become.


“Instructor Poer, what is this”

“This is the fixed-position type Spell Circle of Magic Shift.

While you stand on this Circle, you will be able to draw from my arcane energy pool.”


Considering Bright young age and the fact that he was still level 1, it would be quite a challenge for him to successfully invoke magic.

Since he wasnt allowed to leave town, it wasnt feasible to try and raise his level, either.

Having gone through numerous ideas, I had decided on the final solution: Magic Shift.

Though it leaned toward being a brute-force method, with this, Bright would be able to cast spells with his small arcane energy stock, and also draw more power from his titles positive effects.

Still… I reckon other mages would have gone with an even more brute-force method.

With the way Im going, hell end up gathering a great deal of knowledge without his level budging one bit.

There might be some titles that could be gained through amassing ones knowledge, but I wouldnt know about those.

Once June comes back, Id like to ask her for permission to teach Bright how to fight, but its a coin flip whether or not she would let me…

“Now, lets review.

Can you list the Four Core Elements”

“Yes! Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind!”

“Very good.

Now, do you remember the names of the elementary-level combat spells that I have taught you so far”

“Yes! Little Fire, Water Drop, Straw Stone, and Breeze!”

“What is the shape of the magic formulas”

“- Hey, foods ready!”

“What are the essential magic formulas for those four spells”

“Materialization, Movement, and Invocation!”

“All right, heads up – time for target practice! Start with Little Fire!”

“Yes! …But at what!”

“Three, two, one…-“

“Wheres the food, sir!”

“Theres your mark!”

“Rise, A-rise, A-rise! Little Fire!”


“What was that for, you stupid Master! But more importantly, wheres the food, sir! Where!”

Greed over anger, I see.

Good ol hilarious Pochi and her unpredictable actions.

Shes sniffing around for food that just flat out doesnt exist.

…And now shes narrowing her eyes down.

Huh, did she actually find something

“Ooh, isnt this black tea! The tea leaves are high-quality, too!”

Pochi pushed up her… air glasses, and then put her front paws on the table.

“Oh, now I know, Master… Since theres tea here… cake is coming up next, am I right!”

Faking a brilliant smile wont get you anything here, doggo.

Oops, no time to deal with her now.

Gotta focus on young Bright.

I turned around, and saw young Bright staring at his own hands.

He closed his palms, opened them, then closed them again.

After repeating a few times, he proceeded to raise the edges of his mouth.

That moment, a horrific chill ran through me.

…Oh my God.

His smile is starting to resemble that of the other Black Emperor I know.

No – it was almost exactly the same.

I mean, this boy would go on to be his ancestor, so I suppose it would be unreasonable to expect otherwise, but it didnt have to be THAT similar.

It was good and all that he soon returned to his usual innocent expression, but… this boy definitely had the makings of his title.

He cared for his sister wholeheartedly, that was for sure, but it was now apparent that he had a lot of hidden layers.

“A-all right, next spell! Use this tea to cast Water Drop!”

“Ah, wont we need a target It doesnt seem like Shiro is willing to cooperate anymore, too…”

“Look, Shiro, well have some cake ready for you later.”

“I am NOT that cheap, sir-“

“Jetta, please direct her to the hall once it is ready.”

“Ooh, yes, please do, miss!”

Young Bright was an exceptionally fast learner; he was already well-adjusted to dealing with Pochis shenanigans, and had nailed down the basic attack spells of the four core elements from the early-mornings lesson alone.

Finishing breakfast before me, he proceeded to flip through the introductory magic textbook, all the way from beginning to end.

The arcane arts itself just had that much of an impact on him.

Then, during the morning period, he learned the Bolt spell, a wind spell with a special application.

Which was to say, he had done it of his own accord.

By my lunchtime, Bright has gotten down the basic spells of the elementary level, and then proceeded to finish reading the introductory magic textbook.

He retained all the information so well that he could recite every sentence and word without a single mistake.

All in all, his comprehension skills were as good as Linas, memorization as good as Tifas, and situational application as good as Lalas.

Yeah, he may very well be a called genius.

Then came the afternoon lessons, the longest period of the day.

We finally got started with recovery magic.

Recovery magic didnt necessarily have spells that would be consideredbasic, however.

So for now, I taught him the elementary-level Cure and Recover.

But then something…different happened with young Bright.

Despite him being able to perform elementary-level spells so easily, he was taking quite a bit more time to get the recovery magic down.

Although he had no issue learning the formulas and gathering the needed arcane energy onto his hands, he felt a repelling force that made it difficult for him to invoke the spells successfully.

Among mages, the phenomenon was called aSpiritual Mismatch. He would need some time to get the hang of it, after which it would be nothing to worry about.

It used to happen to me, too.

I had learned to deal with it from the few recovery magic lessons Id had with Billy back at the Magic University.

After all that was done, I had Bright spend the rest of the afternoon period preparing for tomorrow.

The arcane arts were deep and came in a vast variety.

Each time we go from the elementary to intermediate to advanced levels, the difficulty and variety would increase exponentially.

Now then, lets see how young Brights statistics are holding up…



TITLES: Little Brother; Pupil; Apprentice Mage; The Investigator; The Charismatic; The Black Emperor (Young); Genius (Biased)

LV: 1

HP: 88

MP: 199

EXP: 6



Yup, hes definitely got the makings of the other Black Emperor I knew.

And aGenius, huh… Id never met anyone with that title before.

He definitely had the makings for it, too, from what Id seen today.

Perhaps it was thanks to this title that he already had that much HP and MP despite being level 1.

…Looks like I might have come across another one of those people that would go on to make a mark in history.



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