My mother's love song

The person that Rhode and Aoko came to visit today was Leif Lenore Flauros before he joined Chaldea and pledged his loyalty to the Magic King.

To be precise, it is Lionel Gusin, who is in charge of the "future".

Lenore was a tall, thin German-Aryan whose every move seemed uncouth.

Some people even mistook him for a guard in the research building because of his wild expression and behavior.

This makes sense, after all, Lionel is a belligerent and action-oriented magician.

When they heard that someone in the West had conceived a new magic theory, they would rush over to challenge the planner.

When they hear that there is a new ground change in the east, they will rush over and start a war for the right to use it.

“You don’t deserve these resources.”

He used this sentence to plunder the achievements of others, so he was slandered in the Clock Tower as a profit-driven mafia or a money-worshiping magician.

These are all complete misunderstandings. Professor Renault's real purpose lies in other things, which is difficult for others to understand.

In fact, Lenore himself couldn't explain why it was so pleasurable to disrupt someone else's money-making scheme and legally make it his own.

"Rather, it would be fine as long as there is a future. Who would do stupid things like protecting traditions and maintaining the status quo? Obviously, money should be used to bet on the future."

Today he still spent his time as he pleased and returned whistling a victory whistle.

A table with a laptop on it, a refrigerator filled with beer, and a large sofa used as a bed make it look like a model house without any sense of life.

Although it was a little less than the reward for a whole night of rough work, he felt that it was a full expense. For him, the cheaper the cost of spending in the present, the better.

He was greedy for money and spent it lavishly outside, but the amount he spent on himself was almost zero.

Most successful magicians are eccentrics, and Lionel Gusin is one of them.

Although he was a diligent magician, he was a completely dissolute young man in his private life.

It was natural that he was regarded as a gangster and was feared by others, so although he had many business partners, he didn't even have a single friend.

"No, I don't. I'm not alone. And there's no one I'd want to be friends with."

No, I have.

In the Spoiler Room, Lenore corrected.

There was once an oddball who was interested in his life's work and showed understanding.

A female magician from an island country in the Far East.

He is a goody-goody who often criticizes the evil of human beings, but in his heart he has complete faith in human nature.

In his memory, there really was a woman who dared to pick a fight with the Magic Association while carrying only a bag, waving her long hair that shone like a meteor, and saying the most arrogant lines on the planet.

"……snort."

Lenore curled his lips.

For Lenore, who is often driven by a sense of mission, this is probably a rare good memory.

The younger sister of the Aozaki family is a special existence for Lionel Gusin.

There was no such thing as romantic emotion for Lionel; his capacity for something so humane as romantic emotion had long since been exhausted.

All he had was pure lust, the male desire to get the woman, Aozaki Aoko.

He had pursued her many times in the past, but was rejected harshly every time.

By the way, Leif Holler, who is in charge of the [Past], regards the elder sister of the Aozaki family as a friend and confidant with whom he can share knowledge. It is a platonic relationship without any lust at all.

"Welcome back, Director. I just got home this morning. Thank you for your hard work.

The Minerals Department has sent us a petition and a request for apology. The letter asks you to explain the excavation facilities that were destroyed a few days ago."

The voice of Lionel's secretary and personal caregiver came over the loudspeaker in the study.

"Is this true? I came back secretly through the back door, how did you know? Is there a surveillance camera here?"

"The light on my desk is designed to light up when the curator's refrigerator is opened. What's wrong?"

That's quite clever, Lenore muttered, and fell on the sofa with his back facing the sky.

"It's your job to handle complaints. Otherwise, why would you hire a secretary?

Listen carefully, I'm going to sleep now, I must sleep today. There are too many things to do, and I haven't had a good sleep.

Don't wake me up before noon. Miraculously, I have two hours left. At least let me go to the dream world for a while now."

"understood."

The sound from the speaker cut off in a complaint.

Lenore also sighed with an annoyed expression and closed his eyes.

After a few minutes, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Although he felt so tired, he was still conscious.

“…It’s so frustrating. I can’t even get a good night’s sleep.

"A magician's life is too long. There are so many things to do that there is no time to sleep. You have to work like a donkey until you die, you idiot."

Lionel jumped up from the sofa with all his heart and sat down at his desk to prepare for his next task.

There is a laptop on the desk, and the freshmen’s grades, which have just been updated, are clearly displayed on the screen.

It is his daily routine to identify promising newcomers, investigate their experience and current situation, and actually check whether they are worth helping.

In the Clock Tower, there are many rookie magicians who waste their talents simply because of lack of funds.

Lenore lied to the freshmen and told them that it was a topic and gave them problems to be solved and the necessary funds to do so.

In short, it is to spread one's own research topics casually and indirectly cultivate successors.

The pursuit of magic and sorcery has always been accompanied by the cost of money. If you are not wealthy, you cannot even pass through the magician's door. However, this problem was eased in the early 20th century.

Because modern magic has been recognized as a twelfth discipline.

Modern magic is a department that brings together magic that has been produced over the past hundred years with the goal of making it "easy to use."

Without the support of the monarchs or their approval, they can freely discuss and evaluate magic, and sometimes upload pictures, etc. This is simply a new generation field that conforms to modern society.

"The gate of the Clock Tower is only opened to families that have accumulated five generations." This once iron rule in the magic world has been shattered.

As a result, many newcomers who had been hiding in the streets knocked on the door of the Clock Tower, and the Magic Academy City regained its prosperity in its heyday.

El-Melloi II is known as the first person to rise in the "New Generation". It can be said that it is a trend of the times that he, who has no family background, sits on the throne of the monarch of the modern magic department.

In Lenore's opinion, what a magician should prioritize is not his family background but the proposition.

"It is a magus' duty to train successors. Twenty-five years is enough for one's own research. After all, that is the peak of one's talent, and it will be useless even if one uses it after that.

Once humans reach the turning point, they should switch time and look toward the future.”

Ever since he was old enough to understand, Lenore had considered observing the future his sole duty.

[The past] was nothing but soil.

[Now] is just a temporary dream.

A magician must only focus on the future.

"It's ridiculous that someone like me would stick to the archaeology department. I have no interest in relics of the past. But it can't be helped, because the surveying equipment there is the cheapest!"

Before he knew it, this became Lionel's catchphrase.

However, by chance.

“…I don’t think so.”

The younger sister of the Aozaki family said so.

"You hate the past because you realize that some things change when you know the truth.

You value the future because it is something you cannot change with your own hands, right? Really, men are all unnecessary romanticists.

""

Professor Lenore smiled again.

Precisely because the future cannot be changed, we must protect it ourselves.

He decided on a new investment project on a whim and sent out an email to say hello.

"Excuse me for interrupting you while you're imitating Daddy-Long-Legs, Curator. Are you free right now?"

"I don't know what I'm doing here. Didn't I tell you not to wake me up before noon?!"

"Because a guest has been waiting for you in the lobby since just now." The secretary paused and said.

"One of them was a handsome gentleman who was dressed very well and had a handsome face, so handsome that I wanted to chat him up.

The other one is a lady who is totally different from him, dressed up in a gorgeous and charming way. May I ask if we should let them wait in the material storage area as usual?"

"A male and female guest?"

Lenore frowned.

"I don't remember, but I think we made an appointment. I'll go meet her when I wake up, and let her stay in an empty room. Even if she oversleeps, she'll wake up at sunset at the latest."

"I see. That's exactly what you do. I just checked it out for safety."

"...Wait a minute. Just to be on the safe side, let me ask you first, what is this dress that you can conclude is flamboyant and charming? What's the name?"

"I don't know how to say this. How should this name be pronounced? Japanese is so difficult... This is just my guess, but it should be Miss Aozaki."

"Bring her to the curator's office immediately."

Upon realizing that the person visiting him was his beloved Aozaki Aoko, Professor Lenore slammed the table with a serious expression.

"After you're done with this, whether you want to go to Mars or somewhere else, listen carefully: don't come back for at least half a day!"

Lenore rose hastily from his chair and ran into the next room.

She rinsed her face, which had been like a zombie all night, with cold water, combed her hair, and put on a shirt that suited her taste based on her memory.

For just a moment, he even thought about going out and buying a set of clothes.

However, thinking that Qingzi might disappear without a trace in those thirty minutes, he changed his mind.

After all, she was a woman as free as a butterfly.

In the end, he still ran down the corridor in an inconspicuous outfit.

As Lenore ran, he thought to himself: My romance is finally coming! ? ! ?

Even at this time, he was still full of confidence in the future of mankind.

But poor Professor Leif doesn't know what kind of Minotaur story is waiting for him...

……

By the way, at this moment in the curator's room.

Rhodes: "Qingzi, how is your relationship with Dr. Floros? We won't be turned away, will we?"

Aoko: "Well, just an ordinary friend... No, no, no, at most we can be considered acquaintances, right? Wait, don't touch my butt, wait until we get home..."

Killing house

Chapter 311 Lord of Albion

“Huff….”

Lionel Gusin's face was filled with nervousness of reuniting with a close friend whom he hadn't seen for several years, and anticipation that was almost overflowing.

The memory just now must be a revelation from God.

He never thought that he would be able to meet Aozaki Aoko again in his lifetime.

She is an extremely rare magician. She is a free person who does not belong to any organization, but every organization is afraid of her.

Although she was not wanted as a criminal, there were many people who wanted to kill her and gain fame.

In fact, she had never been able to return peacefully from any of her visits to the Clock Tower.

"I will never go near this boring city again."