But in the end, I couldn�t hold on for 10 seconds and curled up and got out of bed.

�Aw, that�s too much to do.�

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When I got ready and left the door, the guards stood in a line in front of Fleur.�Sirone hesitated, then slipped into the back of his row and stood up.

As if that was the answer, Fleur glanced at Sirone and instructed her about her daily routine.

�This is the Magic Association, the cradle of kingdom magic.�There are great wizards working, but there are many criminals and the risk of terrorism is high.�Let�s protect the 3rd floor today with iron-clad security so that not a single ant can enter.�remember�The Magic Association is the power of the country.�

Flew studied the faces of the guards and shouted.

�Then let�s disperse to our respective positions!�

When the guards dispersed to the area in charge, only Sirone was left in the hallway.�Flew called out, flicking his fingers, and turned him around.

�You follow me.�From now on, our job is to patrol and manage facilities.�If there�s anyone suspicious, they�re going to check it out.�If you don�t have a registration certificate approved by the Association, you can arrest him right away.�

It was a great authority even for Sirone to hear, but on the other hand, it seemed that there was hardly any suspicious person going in and out of the World Magic Association.

As expected, Flew�s words were nothing more than threats.�From what she watched for an hour or so, she had very little to do.�When she was greeted by the guards or something small happened, she just watched and then went on patrol again.

�Isn�t it perfectly comfortable?�

I wondered if the so-called iron rice bowl was such a job.

Of course, he didn�t know that the reason the job became so easy was because generations of outstanding wizards had passed through this place.

At that moment, the lamp on the ceiling rotated and lit a red light.�The siren sounded for about 3 seconds, then the noise stopped with a pop as if someone had blocked the device.

Nervous Sirone looked around.�Flew, on the other hand, stood indifferently and waited for someone.

A guard came running from the corner of the hallway.�However, his expression was not particularly tense.

�Here, Chief of Security.�

�What happen?�Sirens go off.�

�that is����The board of the horsepower controller overheated and burned the internal circuitry.�I have contacted the maintenance team now.�

Almost all districts of the Magic Association limit magic through magic control devices.�It is known that it does not work if you become a second-class wizard due to technical limitations, but that alone can prevent most terrorism, and it is also effective in reducing damage from occasional clashes between employees.

�Hmm, that keeps getting me into trouble.�hey follow me�Let�s go.�

When Flew arrived at the engine room, alchemists and wizards were tearing down the walls and working hard.

Sirone looked at the board of the magic control device with interest.�It was a technology that had been introduced to the Magic School�s 2,000th system, but it was the first time seeing the internal circuitry.

As expected, the essence of precise magic engineering was concentrated.�Sirone is now at the level of entering the graduating class, but even so, he has not been able to properly analyze the circuit.

Flew approached the maintenance team and asked.

�How are you?�Do you think it will be fixed?�

�Ah, Mr. Flew.�This is going to take some time.�The board is completely burned out.�Come to think of it, this is already the third time this year.�It looks like there�s something wrong with the sub-adjustment device, but I think I�ll have to tear it out completely.�

Flu was also deeply concerned that the magic control of the third floor, which he was in charge of, was not working properly. JrNovels.com