Helper teacher of magic girls' school

Magic Girls School 'Festival Class' Thursday at 9am......

The level of remedial combinations has also risen, catching up with the advance combinations, so the students of Group C for two years finally enter the production of summoning magic.

Since one person performs the ritual carefully, plans are made to pass from the first time to the third time, that is, to conduct a lesson in summoning magic carefully until lunch.

Group C for 2 years has been thoroughly working on improving and stabilizing magic and chanting magic ceremonies.

Everyone was in the mood for the real deal today.

It is Louise Berche, the daughter of a merchant, who is particularly in the mood.

Just like Josephine once was Louise, who was enrolled in the School of Magic Girls with the intention of sitting back and learning magic, but was motivated with the increase of her magic.

She spoke to Anna Buchet, the daughter of the same merchant she was close to.

"Anna! You're looking forward to it! I wonder what kind of demon will come out."

"Right, Louise..."

Anna doesn't seem to get in as well as Louise.

The Magic Girls School class is certainly interesting for her, who is stabbed with a nail by the merchant who is her parents as a student life for bridesmaid training and foiling, but it's more about love and fashionable stories like the average school girl student than it is.

I met two people who used to sew between classes and be interested in such stories, but Anna wasn't funny in a way because Louise was seriously and enthusiastically working on the class and then there had been a significant reduction in such conversations.

Pampers!

The sound of clapping hands and tightening the field now that Fran as well as Celturi prefer to use it sounds in the classroom.

"We're finally going into the ritual of summons from today, but let's just repeat the magical ceremonial chant for now for all of us. May I?

"Ha!" "Ha!" "Yes!" "Ho ho!

Fran nodded satisfactorily as the various replies flew.

When I was a freshman, I didn't ask about my busy day and I didn't take classes, which may be a big deal, but I have a feeling of second-century.

The truth is that Fran is the one who changed the most, but he didn't realize it at all.

Behind the classroom, Lew smiles calmly, as usual.

"Now, first, I will chant the magic ceremony, so please all of you repeat it afterwards. You have the pentagram."

"Ha!" "Ha!" "Yes!" "Ho ho!

Fran began to have a magical ceremony when he inhaled and exhaled heavily.

"The protection of the Archangel, revealed by the Messenger of the Genesis, has given me a servant who is faithful to me! Blessed be your kingdom with strength and glory! Marc Gevlar Hod! Never to perish... come, my servant."

The students similarly chanted after having finished chanting at once, instructions were given from Fran, a slightly cheerful face.

"The protection of the Archangel, revealed by the Messenger of the Genesis, has given me a servant who is faithful to me! Blessed be your kingdom with strength and glory! Marc Gevlar Hod! Never to perish... come, my servant."

Fran nods satisfied when we all repeat that a few times.

Lew remained silent and watchful.

"Good! Now, ladies and gentlemen, turn your attention to the summoning area in front of the classroom."

Although it is a matter that everyone has been taught on several occasions, especially in this class where danger is involved, Professor Franz repeatedly presses for instructions to be complete.

"You're divided into an area where magic formations are depicted and call the operator and the user demon. This is a procedure to ensure the safety of the operator and to make it easier to secure a passage to the other world."

The students see the magic formation again, but it's not exactly immediately understandable.

"Then we will begin. Dr. Lew, please activate the magic barrier."

It was when Lew nodded and touched the activator of the magic barrier behind this classroom to magic it produced a low sound and the various magic barrier protected everyone except some of the classroom.

Where there is no magic barrier is the part of the magic formation that is the summoning area.

"Then the order in which the magic is activated will go fairly. I work hard, regardless of my identity, in grades."

Louise was honestly pleased to hear Fran's words.

Because my recent hard work made my grades a long time before my middle, even in my class.

Naturally, the top one is Olerie Bowe.

"Hey, I don't think Orelly's gotten so pretty lately. Nice smile, maybe even in love?

Now it's time for Anna to talk to Louise, but especially for Louise.

When she saw Anna, she put her index finger on her mouth and shook her head to the side.

Anna, who saw it, leaned down and bit her lips.

"Then enter the Summoning Area, Olerie Bowe"

At Fran's signal, Orelly goes as usual into the summoning area, exalting her magic while breathing.

Eventually a good voice begins to sound as the area of the operator fills with her magic.

"The protection of the Archangel, revealed by the Messenger of the Genesis, has given me a servant who is faithful to me! Blessed be your kingdom with strength and glory! Marc Gevlar Hod! Never to perish... come, my servant."

There are signs that someone will appear when Orelly's great magic is poured into a magic formation that is a passage to the other world.

It's time for the most nervous run for students and supervising teachers whose moment is the operator.

Because we must determine whether the summoned being is not malicious or submissive to the operator.

And while all students were paying attention, what Orelly summoned was a 'dog' silhouetted mental body (astral).

The mental body instantly became a big dog figure, and when I sat down, I could yell - to.

And slowly wave his tail small.

The scenery is wild and close to a wolf, but it emits an obedient magic wave (aura) and there is nothing hostile about it.

When Orelly, relieved from the tension, sighed heavily, gazing at Fran and Lew, who had refrained immediately behind him, horrified.

"Orelly, give that child a name"

When Fran says, Orelly nods and calls to the summoner, the demon of use.

"You're either a boy or a girl?

At that moment, the will of the demon of use came to Orelly.

It's like a kind of mindset that can only be exchanged between an operator and a user demon.

According to it, it is apparently 'female'.

"Hehe, then you're Jessica."

He's been thinking about it a long time. I'll give him a name, Ollie.

'Jessica', who heard it, yelled satisfactorily short.

The students kept an eye on what was going on, but they began to hear the conversation one by one.

"O'Leary is amazing." "Suddenly you look like something strong."

"Something prestigious or well-dressed"

But Olerie was feeling a little tired.

Keeping the Summoner of the Demon of Use in this world requires a considerable amount of magic consumption.

"Then, Olerie, let 'Jessica' return to the other world before the magic runs out."

Fran's instructions flew, and Orelly spoke gently to 'Jessica' with a word, 'Return (Return)'.

Then the devil was no longer there to dispel.