Glory to Earth Magic

"I heard that, Alba. At the college festival, you wear made-up clothes."

"Where did you hear that story……………"

The usual earthly attribute class time, Dr. Estrea talks to me niggling.

"Dean of the School"

That's him again!

You really are someone who gets involved everywhere. Do you work?

"You said you were looking forward to Alba's maid clothes that day. Naturally, I don't want to chill... I'll go check it out."

... I think I'll rest on my college festival day with a mysterious fever.

"As such, are you going to participate in a militant competition?

"Yeah, well... I don't think I can win, but I thought it would be a good chance to revisit my earthly attributes"

"Well, it's all an experience. I'm basically free to leave."

"So, for your information, what's a militant tournament like?

"Um, it's just a martial arts tournament. A lot of participants get avant-garde melee fights. Of course, some people fight magic, but it must be tough if they can't get close."

Really?

Even though I'm ultimately aiming for an all-rounder, I'm better than a rear guard at the moment.

It might be a little harsh if it stays this way.

"And the Basic Spirit cannot take part in the battle."

"What..."

"Eh! Can't you help Alba?

Aldi seems dissatisfied with Dr. Estrea's words.

"Oh. The militant tournament. It's only a place to compete for personal power. They try to sneak us in, but they get us started in the junction."

Seriously......

It makes me tremendously anxious to say that I will fight alone just because I've been with Aldi ever since I started learning magic.

"Well, maybe a good opportunity. You rely a little too much on Aldi, and you better be able to fight alone for a little while."

"Bu, I've always been good with Aruba."

- Indeed, what Dr. Estrea said makes sense.

I don't know when or what time you'll be away from Aldi, or maybe you should get used to fighting alone.

Besides, I think it makes sense because you don't rely on anyone to win.

"…… right. I'm sure Dr. Estrea is right."

"Er!? Let's not do this, Alber. I can't join you. It's boring."

"Aldi. Aldi's always just trying to protect me, so I want to be strong enough to protect Aldi too."

Looking at Aldi in vain I persuade him.

"But..."

"Guess what. Alba is also a man. It's like a man's disease to want to protect a woman."

Still, to the foolish Aldi, Dr. Estrea speaks gently.

"That's a way of saying you know a man, isn't it?

"Yeah, I'm experienced."

History of not having a boyfriend = what are you saying to your age habits gfo!?

"I'm sorry, I feel like you said something really rude."

"Na, nice punch……………"

I thumbed up and went straight down to the floor.

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After a little resurrection, I started classes again, scrubbing my painful stomach.

While I was down, Dr. Estrea convinced me that Aldi was reluctantly convinced.

"Now, even though we still have time for the college festival, if we get into the prep period, the class will almost crumble."

It's just a college festival, and it seems to be a pretty serious effort to hold a student event. It's been in the prep period for about a month now.

During the preparation period, the school labyrinth will also be off-limits, so the training time will be limited.

"So I'm going to teach melee for a while."

"By the way, who teaches that?

"Of course it's me."

Huh? Can Dr. Estrea fight in close proximity?

Basically, I was only taught how to fight magic mains, so I felt a little surprised.

"Am I? You see, I'm strong enough to be familiar with Crusher's alias?

Are you familiar, Sole...?

"Well, there was a weapon... oh, there was a weapon."

Dr. Estrea takes out a huge hammer that is slightly larger than Dr. Estrea's when she enters the warehouse and does something gossip.

It looked like some sort of tattoo had been engraved on a common hammer.

"This is my weapon."

I do find it convincing that a hammer as big as this would be called a crusher.

I mean, I'm convinced Dwarf has too much hammer or something.

"By the way, this weighs 1 t"

1t!? 1t is 1000kg for sure......

"Dwarves are basically powerful. Normal weapons are too light to handle."

Dr. Estrea lightly holds the hammer while explaining so.

... You were relieved of your belly bread earlier.

If they were serious, my upper and lower body would have sayonara.

Aruba was about to become ano/leva.

I imagine I don't have to, and my spine gets cold.

"Speaking of which, the Spirit doesn't seem to work, but what about the Summoner?

I think maybe the main subpoena guy will also participate in the martial arts tournament, but I wonder what he will do in that case.

"Uh, I think I used to be okay. Sometimes a student who was good at summoning joined me. Simply win with a few violent pushes. From the audience, I was very disapproved that it didn't work. Since then, the subpoena has also been banned and completely confined to the power of the individual alone"

The battle is numbered, brother! That's not a bad idea, but the audience won't be satisfied.

Good, not summoning main.

"In the meantime, it's the proximity main until the day, remembering the magic that might help proximity. All right?"

"I understand."

I snort at Dr. Estrea.

"Okay, first figure out how to get in touch with them. Observe the opponent carefully, how long is the weapon? It is necessary to instantly select a variety of information, such as the target's reaction rate and behavioral patterns. I'll teach you in action, not at first sight."

Thus, I and Dr. Estrea began special training in melee combat.

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"Duh, what's wrong, Alba? It's not lame."

On his lunch break, Yatsufusa, whom he met on his way to the dining room, looks at my face and shouts a surprise.

"Hey, train me in melee combat..."

Mr. Estrea, if you were born, you'd be super forgiving.

It was my lunch break as soon as I finished class, so I left the infirmary behind, so I can't help but be surprised because I'm in a pretty messy state right now.

"Proximity... why again? Alba's a guard, isn't he?

Uh, speaking of which, you didn't tell Yatsufusa you were still up for an all-rounder.

"Originally, I wanted to be able to fight both at close range. So it was a good opportunity and I was training because I said that the martial arts tournament held during the college festival was too tight to be close."

"I see. But you look like you're having a tough time seeing that."

Yatsufusa smiles bitterly at my words.

Until now, I have been relying on people like Aldi and Yatsufusa, so when I have to be on my own, it is different, so it is very difficult.

"But a martial arts tournament? If you win, you'll get a million lire."

"A million lire!? Why do you get all that money at a school tournament?

It seems that if you become a full adventurer, you will be able to make money quickly if you are about a million lire, but it is a lot of money inside for a school student who has nowhere else to make money but about a school labyrinth where there is no danger to his life.

"It's better that way, because both the participants and the audience are excited."

Uh, sure.

There are people like me who want to raise their profile, but it's not weird to have people who want to participate for gold if they're confident in their arms.

It would be better to have such a clear goal as a militant tournament as well.

"If I had a million lire, I could send it to the village, and I thought I'd join you. Well, I don't think I'd fall in the qualifying round."

Yatsufusa says that while having lunch with MomMom.

So the only thing that comes up first about the village is the boulder.

I said I wasn't sure what to buy right away.

"I think you should just try to participate. From what I can tell, I think he's strong enough."

I just fought when I was in elementary school, but when I see my activity in the labyrinth, I think I can get to a pretty good place.

"That's true! Wang, you're strong enough to get to the semi-finals! The winner is decided in Aruba!

Oh, come on, it's Mr. Aldi. Will you not hurdle up like that?

It could even be a flag.

"Aha. Alba will win."

Yatsufusa comes on board laughing at Aldi's words.

"Don't even say that to Yatsufusa. I'm not that strong either."

In fact, Dr. Estrea didn't have any teeth at all.

"Well, that's a pretty good story about winning semi-finals from now on."

As we talked, a beautiful boy with blue eyes stood on his natural perm golden hair.

"Er... Was it Mr. Elaharie?"

"It's Brahalie!

Oh, that's right, Brahalie, that's you.

He hasn't spoken to me since the duel. It's quite unusual of him.

"It's only right now that I feel good about it. I'll be in the martial arts. I'll do the snowflake then."

Oh well. Normally it is against the contract to say revenge or something and apply for a duel, but does it not adapt beyond what is called a tournament to a militant tournament?

Perhaps Brahalie would like to have a revenge at a tournament that is outside the scope of the contract.

"I've been a lot stronger since then. I'll never be late for you again. All right? You're never gonna lose to another guy until you fight me!

Brahalie walks away from the spot when she says that.

"Too bad...... I can't seem to fight him"

"Eh? Why?

Yatsufusa leans down at my words.

'Cause what was Brahalie's earlier line...

It's a flag that definitely gets hit by another guy before he hits me.