Transferred to Another World and Became a Teacher-Chapter 123 - Cultural Festival 3 - Field Trip

The moment I clearly stated my words of denial, the plump man came running toward me with a desperate expression. He quickly placed his hands on my shoulders and brought his face close to mine.

"Y-y-you...! I'm not going to say anything bad, but please say what you said just now was a mistake! I'll apologize with you... no, if you can't agree, then just bow your head! I'll apologize!"

The man said this with a pale face, then placed his hands on my back and turned me towards the blonde man. And then, he lowered his head deeply.

"I-I'm terribly sorry! As expected, the existence of magicians is an aspiration for the common people...! No, when I was a child too, I yearned to be a magician, and I desperately tried to imitate the chants! However, as you can see, with this humble bloodline of mine, that's simply not possible...! After all, one must have a noble bloodline like you nobles...!"

He made an apologetic statement while trying his best to force a smile, and he was trying to win over the noble. He was likely a merchant, as the noble man had presumed. He was good at talking and creating an atmosphere, and the noble man and Pitty’s anger slightly subsided.

However, at the same time, the boy’s face clouded over. Normally, this was how a noble society, a class-based society, would work. If you offended someone of a higher rank, you wouldn't know what might happen to you. It was unreasonable, but it had become common sense.

However, I couldn't accept that.

"No, while I appreciate your consideration, that common sense is wrong. I don't know what country's common sense that is that you are talking about..."

"It would be better not to say anymore."

As I was about to explain the common sense about magic, the blonde man interrupted me. His eyes were cold, like ice, and I could sense no compassion within them. Pitty's face, on the other hand, was completely red.

"I'm late in introducing myself, but I am Vick Daftau, a Count with a rank in the Kingdom of Karvan. I'm sometimes called the Magic Count of the Central Region, but my family has produced many court magicians, you know. I pride myself on being good at gathering knowledge, as well as being a user of magic. I’m confident that I wouldn't be outdone by even the teachers of the Fiddiq Academy."

The man who called himself Vick spoke at length about his family. I understood the self-introduction that he was well-versed in magic, but so what?

"I think that's amazing, but wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to flaunt your incorrect knowledge then? Especially since there are dignitaries from various countries at the academy right now. You might end up embarrassing yourself to the entire world."

I gave him a warning, worrying about Vick's family reputation. But that finally caused Vick to snap.

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"...You are being too rude, woman! If you're going to go that far, then you'll prove your so-called common sense, right!? If you can, let that kid over there use magic right now!"

"You'll regret it later, you ugly thing,"

And with an unrefined, ignoble comment, the words of complaint poured out. I’m not particularly confident about my own appearance, but I got slightly annoyed when I was called ugly.

"Then, I'll set up a small field trip for a moment. The student who is planning to attend Fiddiq Magic Academy next year... May I ask your name?"

When I looked at him, the boy’s shoulders trembled, and he immediately nodded.

"I am M-Martin!"

"Okay, thank you, Martin-san. Then, I'll teach you the basics of magic easily..."

After answering that, I turned to face Martin.

"First, the statement that whether or not one can become a magician depends on their talent is incorrect. Accurately, the first step is whether or not you can sense magic power, that is, whether or not you can feel the magic power within your body. Therefore, the easiest way is to use a magical tool."

After this preface, I took out a small pen-shaped magical tool.

"A magic circle is inscribed on this, so that a magic called 'Light' with low magic power consumption manifests. Martin-san. Please take this in your hand, and say 'Light'."

After saying that and handing it to him, Martin took the magical tool without hesitation and spoke the magic's name.

This magical tool is something I made, and I've made it as efficient as possible within the range of what's possible. The magic power consumption is so low that even a rabbit wandering around would have enough, and it shines several times brighter than the light caused by chanting.

That's why, just by Martin, who doesn’t know how to manipulate magic power, speaking the name of the magic, a light that illuminated the surroundings white manifested.

"Wh-what is this light...!?"

"It’s magic! He really could use magic!"

The surroundings suddenly became noisy, and Martin was also looking at the light with a surprised expression. While I was thinking it’s impressive that he doesn’t find it too dazzling, the light gradually subsided.

"Could you feel the magic power?"

When I asked, he nodded and looked up.

"Yes!"

His response was good, but his focus was off. He has probably temporarily lost his eyesight.

However, the person himself, with blurry eyes, searched for the plump man and happily opened his mouth.

"Father! I can go to a magic academy!"

To those words, his father nodded, surprised but happy.

"That's amazing, Martin. You're the first magician from the James family."

"Yes!"

At that conversation, the people gathering around them naturally smiled and then looked towards Vick and the others.

Perhaps sensing the gazes, Vick roared out in anger, revealing his anger.

"That's cheating! It's obvious that anyone can use magic with a magic tool, right!? To try to deceive us with such a ridiculous method...!"

Vick stated that he would not acknowledge the use of the magical tool.

"Cheating? In the first place, a magic tool won't activate if you don't have magic power. Conversely, if you have magic power, anyone can use magic. Martin-san. Let’s try chanting, shall we? The image is a small flame."

After saying that, I taught Martin a simple chant. Martin nodded deeply while rubbing his eyes, and then opened his mouth.

And then, he activated the magic by chanting.

"...Light."

The chant was three measures. I had made the chant with efficiency and saving energy in mind, but it seems that it went well. Martin's first magic using a chant, was a light that was momentarily stronger than the light from the magic tool.

"I-Impossible...!"

Seeing the light that Martin released, Vick was shocked. However, the cheers from the surrounding people drowned out his shock.

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