Chapter Index

    LILVIII.

    The unique cultural style of the Brooke region is naturally greatly influenced by the people who live there.

    Because the Brook region has an overwhelming population of Suin people, it is correct to say that a unique ‘Brook-style’ eating habit and housing style were created.

    In particular, the influence of the Miao people, who account for half of the Brooke people, can be seen as the greatest.

    ―Excerpt from “How far have you traveled?” Brook region edition.

    The long but not boring cruise, with two strangely incompatible words coming to mind at the same time, finally came to an end.

    The place where our magical ship docked and stopped was the Burg region adjacent to the northern coast of the Sumerian kingdom.

    It would be natural for them to get seasick after getting off the ship and setting foot on land for the first time in a long time, but seeing that not only the superhumans and us, but also the regular people, Uncle Joseph and Auntie Papi, are fine, shows how convenient spirits are to our lives.

    Anyway, as soon as we arrived in this area,

    “Oh~. Gray! You pretended not to hear, but you heard everything.”

    I had to listen to the teasing and serious words of Aunt Papi, who poked me in the ribs and teased me,

    “I like my great-granddaughter.”

    With the nonsense of shadow inspiration,

    “I’m against it! No!!”

    Then I had to listen to the Dean’s unexpected objection.

    Why?

    This is because the Brook region is famous for being an ‘archipelago’.

    The archipelago scattered here and there along the coast is a place that catches the eyes of travelers as it shows a different appearance each time and season.

    Yes, as you may have noticed, these are the ‘islands’ that Auntie Papi and Uncle Joseph were talking about before we left.

    A boat runs around the archipelago only twice a day, and is a means of transportation for the island’s indigenous peoples, as well as a popular tourist attraction.

    I chose this route because it is the fastest way to Moderato and there are plenty of places to stop and see along the way.

    In the first place, if you have this magic line, what does it matter if the ship doesn’t come in?

    “No matter what, Catherine is still a daughter. Is that something that parents and grandfathers with a daughter would say now? That’s it?”

    “What the! Are you saying we’re short on KitKat right now?!”

    I was afraid that Catherine would be hurt again if I refused outright, so I subtly refused, but the Dean got angry again and retorted.

    You said the opposite just now! You crazy old man!

    “Are you trying to fight now?”

    “Ugh! Our KitKat is not allowed!”

    “You crazy old man! At this point, you’re saying we should take off the magic and have a go at it? Right?”

    “Good… …? What the hell are you talking about! I’m a magician! And you! You can’t do magic!!”

    I was able to catch it. What a pity.

    But it is too early to give up.

    “I can do magic too.”

    I see the eyes of superhumans flocking to me at the mention of my ability to perform magic.

    But you shouldn’t panic now. You shouldn’t be ashamed. I’m very calm and plausible.

    “Lightning Spear.”

    I even memorized the order.

    Then, as if it were a lie, a thunderbolt made of Mana appeared in front of me.

    It seemed plausible.

    In my own opinion, that is.

    “Don’t scam me! You scammer!!”

    But is it really that hard to fool superhumans? The Dean immediately refuted, as if he had recognized the strength of the thunderbolt I had drawn with Mana.

    “Huh? Is this Mana? It looks similar to the Lightning Spear?”

    At Canviel’s comment, the Dean’s eyes shook violently like a ship caught in a typhoon.

    This sloppy inspiration. Now that I look at it, I see that he was just opposing for the sake of opposing without any conviction.

    “It’s made of Mana, and it looks like a Lightning Spear at first glance.”

    At times like these, you have to be shameless.

    “But, but! This isn’t magic!”

    “Why isn’t it magic?”

    “There were no formulas or numbers!!”

    “What are you talking about! So you’re saying our witch’s magic isn’t even magic?”

    “Oh, no! That’s not it, but… … .”

    The Arcana that Dean Hu finds most difficult is the Witch. Rather, Dean Hu has a lot to learn from the Witch, so it is impossible to say that the Witch’s magic is not magic.

    “So what are you going to do?”

    “That, but! Oh! That’s right! You don’t have magic, but I do! That’s unfair. Yeah. That’s right.”

    “You’re not running away because you’re afraid of losing, are you?”

    “No! That’s not true!”

    After the Dean vehemently shouted no, I made a suggestion as if I was doing him a favor.

    “Okay. Then I’ll consider it a loss and not use magic, and you, Dean, will not use magic below Circle 7.”

    “Okay! Let’s do it… … ?”

    After taking the bait, the dean seemed to sense something strange, but

    “Okay. Then let’s get started right away.”

    I didn’t give him a chance. I was ready to spar right away.

    how?

    First of all, we need to know where this place is, where Dean Hu and I are bickering.

    Brooke is famous on the continent for three things.

    The first is the ‘Brook Islands’, which show a constantly changing appearance as the overall size of the islands exposed above the water changes depending on the season and time of day as explained above.

    The second is that most of the alien races that have settled here are the Water People. The Water People are the rarest alien race on the entire continent.

    They are said to have been popular as slaves at one time, but after the Sumerian kingdom was formed, they are a race that is hard to find unless they are a voluntary wandering tribe.

    The place where such water people are swarming is the Brook region. There were so many water people that May was very happy to see them everywhere, but her eyes were sad.

    The third is a unique food culture called Omophágĭa.

    A food culture where good fish caught in good fishing grounds formed between archipelagos are eaten raw.

    According to the memory of the confession, should we call it ‘live fish sashimi’?

    There is even a theory that this food culture developed because the most prosperous cat tribe in the Broke region was the ‘Cat’ tribe, and the food culture called Omophaga is so famous on the continent.

    What makes it famous is not just the unfamiliar recipe, but also the guaranteed taste.

    Anyway, the famous restaurants selling omophagia were lined up in a row with a view of the ocean in the distance, and a few steps away was the beginning of the white sand beach.

    Once inside the restaurant, the most expensive seats are those on a wide platform where you can sit and eat right where the white sand beach begins.

    It may be an unfamiliar culture for the Central Continent people who are used to sitting at tables and chairs to eat, but the superhumans did not feel uncomfortable at all, and I also did not feel uncomfortable at all, perhaps due to the influence of the two souls.

    Anyway, Dean Hu and I were bickering at the long table in the most expensive spot.

    That means, our place is located just a few steps from the beach, and there is a wide white sand beach.

    I walked a few steps and stood on the beach first, and motioned for Dean Hu. Dean Hu showed a somewhat reluctant expression and stood in front of me.

    “Okay~. Then let’s start! Phew!”

    With an excited expression on my face, as if I was barely holding back laughter, as soon as the clown said, “Start!”, I grabbed the spear and ran towards him.

    “Warp? Huh? Hey, wait!”

    Only then did the Dean realize something was wrong, and he threw his hands forward in confusion.

    A wizard, no, a great wizard.

    What is the most annoying and scary thing about sparring with the Dean of Circle 9?

    The powers of the superhuman called Prĕmo are, of course, terrifying.

    But it’s a duel. There’s no superhuman who uses Fremo in a duel, so what if we exclude that?

    It is the firepower that can pour out Circle 7 magic by will alone.

    The magic that can change the terrain is the magic of Circle 7. The monster that can instantly manifest it and bombard it with just a will or a simple ignition word is the fear of the superhuman of Circle 9.

    The reason why Dean Hu is flustered now.

    At the same time, it is the same reason why I decided not to use magic below Circle 7.

    After dodging my window with a warp, the Dean was standing behind me with a look of resentment on his face.

    “Our baby wins!! Hohoho. Hohohoho. ”

    The clown burst into laughter as he declared my victory,

    “Does this mean that he is the first candidate to defeat a superhuman?”

    I made fun of the Dean and headed to the waiting table where the group was just bringing out food.

    “This, this is invalid! Do it again!!”

    “Wow. You’re crying after losing. Ugly. Ugly. ”

    What greeted us as we returned to our seats after bickering with the Dean again was,

    “Wow~. The man who beat the dean.”

    Kanviel’s congratulations to me,

    “Is this the first superhuman to lose to a candidate?”

    “That’s also a superhuman who lost to Ilhap?”

    “Aren’t you resting too much these days?”

    It was a joke made by the superhumans from the cradle of unmanned schools towards the dean.

    “No! No!! This is a scam!!”

    “No, it’s not. No, it’s not. It’s not a scam. It was completely fair?”

    Lina immediately refuted the Dean’s words.

    And yet, he skillfully handled the first pair of chopsticks he had ever used, and he couldn’t stop putting the almost transparent sashimi into his mouth.

    “Profit! Damn it!”

    “Gray. Try this. It tastes really weird.”

    Of course, it was even sadder for him that no one cared whether the Dean got angry or not.

    “Damn. Why is this so delicious in the middle of all this.”

    Of course, it’s not like I didn’t eat raw fish because the Dean was upset.

    “Eat it without complaining, you little buddy.”

    I kept my mouth shut as Vice President Fletcher poured me a drink and enjoyed my first taste of omophagia.

    Not only the Dean, but also me.

    Naturally, the noise gradually died down.

    Instead, the sound of moving chopsticks,

    An exclamation of admiration or wonder,

    The sound of something chewing,

    And all that could be heard was the slurping sound of people drinking the local specialty liquor, ‘Inítĭum Rōs’, from small glasses.

    It was summer.

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