The Magician Kunon Sees Everything

Chapter 57: A thoughtful suggestion

“Do you need to record more than ten times a day?”

“Hmmm, I guess so. I’m not sure about it, so that’s why I think it’s better to record it often.”

His reply may or may not have been to the point.

Finally, the money was in place, and the saint’s life at the magic school had settled down a bit.

I also rented an empty classroom, so now I have a place to settle down.

With this, I think I’ve finally managed to secure a foundation for my studies.

The only thing that makes me a little uncomfortable is Kunon’s frequent visits to check.

Yesterday, he came several times, and today, he came already early in the morning.

And this is the second time he has come.

I didn’t expect him to come so often.

It’s true that I left the record-keeping to him, but even so, he comes too often.

It seems like he’s picking up girls, but he’s not.

If she hadn’t noticed Kunon’s true intentions, the saint wouldn’t have been able to relax.

– As proof of this, Kunon came and headed straight for the potted plant growing the spiritual grass Shi Shirura.

Don’t worry about the saint.

“Not much has changed, has it?”

It was Hank who said this.

In fact, Hank, Leeya, and Seyfi are in the classroom right now.

Kunon didn’t mind that at all.

To be honest, nothing has changed since I saw it today morning. But I want to keep an eye on it until it’s finished, and I want to record it.

I’ve seen dried spirit plant powder before, but I’ve never seen spirit plant itself, so it’s unusual for me. I want to take a good look at it.

It is indeed a rare thing.

If she hadn’t been a saint, it would have been impossible for her to cultivate it so smoothly.

No one had yet succeeded in cultivating and mass-producing the spiritual grass Shi Shirura.

I’ve seen it in pictures, but the real thing has such a…… presence. It has a holy presence. That’s why they call it a sacred plant.

I’m sure its presence is that of a “ward”.

And before that, Kunon should not be able to see the spirit plants.

“Anyway, you can’t see it, can you?”

I’m surprised that he would say that.

No one can touch such a delicate issue.

“What is actually going on with Kunon’s eyes?”

No, I touched it.

The saint touched him mercilessly.

With her usual emotionless, expressionless face, she cut into the mystery of Kunon’s vision, which was difficult to touch.

I wonder if this is a sign of “lack of emotion”.

But I was sure that everyone in the room was wondering.

Kunon always wears an eye patch and carries a stick.

No matter how you look at him, he is not in a condition to be looking at his surroundings, at least not with his eyes.

And yet, he is able to take written tests.

He can also read at a fairly high speed.

I’m in the process of keeping a record of my observations.

The many actions that can never be done without being able to see are a mystery to Kunon itself.

“Hmmm. Are you curious about me?”

“Yes, I am. I never used to have any interest in you.”

“Can I tell you something? My secret?”

“No, I want everyone here to hear it.”

“You’re a selfish little girl. But as a gentleman, I’ll answer it.”

I don’t know what it is, but the saint seems to have gotten better at handling Kunon.

And why doesn’t Kunon just turn to the saints instead of the potted plants?

Why didn’t he at least try to say a few words of seduction while turning his face to them?

“You can tell colors by magic?”

Leeya was the first one to show interest.

“If it’s far away, not at all, but close enough. I can tell exactly what color a person is when they are close enough to touch. It’s color discrimination, so I can see the shapes of letters and pictures.”

I don’t know about the magic world as a whole, but to Leeya’s knowledge, the theory that magic can tell colors was new to her.

But if that was true, then Kunon’s mystery was solved.

The book he was touching, he could recognize the letters by their colors.

If that’s the case, then you can see the pictures, too.

“As my master told me, this is something I’ve acquired because I’ve been craving it. In short, it’s the transformation of magic.”

The more you use magic, the more you can transform it.

“The more you use magic, the more the quality of the magic changes according to the will of the practitioner and the image of the magic.”

The theory is that as a person becomes more proficient, his or her magic power will gradually change into a form that is best suited to the magic he or she is good at and the attributes he or she can use.

It is said that this is the reason why people get used to magic that is difficult to use at first, but as they continue to use it, they gradually get used to it.

“The more you use magic, the more familiar you become with it,” he said.

“You guys who can see it originally don’t need it, right? I guess that’s why there’s never been anyone as transformed as me.”

Kunon also has a “mirror eye” that allows him to see for a moment, but he is not talking about it because it is still in the trial stage.

There will come a time when we will be able to present it to the world in a concrete form, but that time is certainly not now.

– There is also the problem of being able to see things that are not really there, so we should be careful with that.

“By the way, why are Leeya and Hank here? Have you come to interrupt the love triangle between me, Miss Reyes, and Professor Seyfi?”

“Oh, I’m…….”

Aside from Seyfi, who mumbled quietly.

“I don’t know where to start. I came to Miss Reyes and Miss Seyfi for advice.”

“Same here. I’m like you, Hank. I don’t know what to do.”

“These two guys have been helping me with my money problems. Now it’s my turn to help them.”

With the exception of Kunon, the classmates seemed to have started interacting with each other early on.

“I see. If you were women, I might have done my best to help you. Too bad.”

The two classmates didn’t have any expectations of Kunon, which was fine.

“But since we’re classmates, maybe I’ll help a little.”

Which one?

No, I guess I should simply be grateful.

For what it’s worth, Kunon is brilliant, and I’m sure I’d be exhausted if I had to deal with him properly in the first place.

I’ve heard that there are three main types of sorcerer’s experiments.

First, something that uses magic as a power source.

Second, the magic itself is modified.

Third, the elucidation of something that uses magic.

If you apply these three categories……, what Miss Reyes is doing right now would be category three.

The third, the elucidation of something using magic.

If we apply this to the example, it would be “figuring out how to cultivate the spiritual grass Shi Shirura”.

“Hank is fire, and Leeya is wind, right? Is there anything you want to try?”

“I can’t really think of anything. I’ve been a teacher’s assistant here for years, so I’ve tried just about everything I can think of.”

“I didn’t want to be in a special class in the first place, so I was just confused when I was suddenly told about credits and experiments……”

“Then you can help me come up with something. If something strikes you while you’re working on it, that’s when you can do your own experiments.

I’ll pay you. It’s better than wasting your time doing nothing.”

Help yourself to an idea.

It was a somewhat scary proposition, but I could see how it was better than doing nothing.

“What are you going to make me do?”

“I want Hank to make bacon for me to eat.”

“Bacon!?”

I’ve got a valuable sorcerer and I want him to help me process meat.

“I want Leeya to fly.”

“Fly?”

“Yeah, to fly. There is magic that can make you float in the sky, but there is no magic that can make you fly, right? I failed at it once before, so I wanted to get rid of my regret.”

There are flying magicians.

However, the method of using it has not been made public.

If Kunon’s proposal were to be realized, it would be an achievement that would lead to credit.

And if she could get paid for it, it wouldn’t be a bad deal for Leeya.

“Why don’t you have lunch with me today, Miss Reyes?”

“I don’t mind, as long as we’re all together.”

“Oh, yes. That’s a promise. Let’s go have lunch, Miss Seyfi.”

“Okay, okay.”

Seyfi thought as she replied.

– I wonder if there is any reason for me to stay with them anymore.

The students in this year’s special class are excellent.

It seems that they don’t need any more help from the teachers.