Mushoku no Eiyuu ~Betsu ni Skill Nanka Iranakattan daga~

Then the next Festival of the Demon God will have great expectations.

At Noel's words, the deans nodded confidently.

The Mage God Festival is a festival held once every two years to honor the 《Magic God》, which is considered to be a fantastic 【Super Grade Job】.

It is held at the end of the fiscal year, but this year was the year to hold it, and preparations were already underway for the entire city.

The "Six College Magic Tournament" sponsored jointly by the six colleges was the highlight of the event.

It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.

The amount of grant money for the following year, which is currently being discussed, is often finalized based on the results of this competition, so all the academies will do their best to win.

This was what made the tournament so exciting.

''Currently, here's what we think the percentage of grants for the coming year will be,''

As he said it, Noel handed out the materials to each of the deans.

The basic flow is to use this as a basis for discussion and a final decision.

It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you want to do with it.

It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it.

It was partly because they were confident in the magic competition, but more than that, it was because the distribution rate of all the academies had increased significantly from previous years.

No, there was only one person who looked at the data and shuddered with anger at the wawa.

He was the head of the academy, the only one who had been forced to take a large cut in the grants from the other five academies.

It was the dean of the Black Academy, Brag-Lacro.

''What do you mean by this...?　Why, why, why is it that there is more than 40 percent less than last year...?

Brag glares at Noel with his gazing eyes through the gaps in his overgrown bangs.

It looks like he's about to curse and kill at any moment.

Noel is somewhat pressured, but he says once and for all: 'It's rather too much.

''Rather, there have been too many so far. The Black Academy is less than a tenth of the other academies in terms of the number of faculty and staff, the number of students, and the contribution to the city. And yet, we've always heard from other institutes that we're receiving too many grants and that we should be receiving less.

The five deans, except for Brag, nodded in agreement.

''Therefore, we have decided to rectify the amount to be appropriate for next year.

It's impossible for me to do this kind of research for this kind of money...

Brag insisted, his voice and body shaking.

It was Redra who snickered at that.

''Oh, come on, to begin with, have you guys ever done even one proper study in the past?　They're all just crazy, crazy magic.

I'm going to insult black magic with.........

Brag shouted angrily in a flipped-out voice.

''It's true that black magic is a dangerous magic that has been designated a forbidden spell in some countries. Maybe it's time for this city to have a second thought.

White says.

As a user of white magic, she hated black magic, which was the exact opposite of that.

''You mean you're going to ban black magic........?

Of course you do. No, of course it's just a suggestion. ...for now.

Noel coughed loudly as if to cut through the sour mood.

''Well, we're not planning to discuss that area at this time,''

'Oh, yes, that's right. I'm sorry for saying something so unnecessary.

''For now, tentatively, is the plan I mentioned earlier correct?　Of course, in the end, it depends on the outcome of the magic competition.

""No objection."

While everyone nodded their heads, naturally, only Brag stared at Noel with a look of disagreement.

''No, no, Dean Brag. As I said, there's still the magic tournament to come. Depending on how well the black academy performs there, it's quite possible that the amount will be the same as usual.

Noel said so, but the deans were all convinced that there would not be a single possibility of that in all likelihood.

After all, the Black Academy kept shrinking in size year after year.

Even so, Brag hadn't taken any measures, and he didn't have the dexterity to reform it now.

Eventually the meeting ended, and everyone busily returned to their respective academies.

Brag also went to the black academy with a half-empty mind.

However, his initially wobbly steps gradually became faster and faster.

''Bump, bump.......''

He seems to be thinking about something and walks away, letting out an eerie voice.

People on the street are looking back at him with a start, but he doesn't even seem to notice them.

By the time I came back to the academy, which is lined with abandoned school buildings, I was almost running.

On the way, he bumped into someone and stumbled, but he didn't care and headed to his own lab.

'Hm?　As usual, there are a lot of weirdos in this academy.

That's one way to talk about people.

What did you say, Matty?

It's nothing, master.

And so when he reached the laboratory, there was a light in his eyes that wasn't despair, but a dangerous madness.

''Kukku, kukku, kukku... kuhahahahahaha!　Gehohohohoho........

He sweltered, probably because he let out an unfamiliar laugh.

''.........This will work.