Ice Sword Mage Unites the World - The Boy, the world's most powerful magician, enrolls in the S

Since then, qualifying on campus has progressed smoothly, and students who have already been confirmed to participate in the Magics Chevalier tournament have begun to emerge.

Amelia, of course, was among them.

So far, all fights won.

Most games last less than a minute. The only battle with Mr. Allium had taken about five minutes, but still took the victory loosely.

Even if you don't play the rest of the game, your entry to Amelia's Magic Swordsman Competition, Magics Chevalier, is confirmed. But I still had concerns.

Amelia is in a hurry...... maybe.

Anxiety. No, it could be something else... but she's fighting, feeling it. I don't know what my strength is, how the hell can I be stronger... it seemed like I was fighting with that doubt.

Then... there's something I can do as a friend.

It might be an extra favor, but I decided to just talk to her and I was waiting for Amelia.

"... Ray, what's going on? In that place."

Amelia tries to win this game as usual and pull it up immediately. I waited for her in front of the aisle leading to the waiting room.

Put your arms together and try to lean against the wall...... stare at Amelia on the side.

"Congratulations. Looks like you won again"

"Yep. I've decided to participate in the Magics Chevalier tournament, but I can't let it get out of hand."

"But... I'm not responding. In a hurry. Can I stay this way or is this the right way... don't you think?

"─ Huh."

Breathtaking.

That appearance alone was definitely roughly a hit on my point.

"... you want to be strong?

That's what I say.

Then it was... it wasn't the usual Amelia that appeared in front of me.

She has something in her heart, just like me. That was easy to understand. And what I'm looking for... strength, I thought.

"... a rookie battle at the Magicswordsman's Games," Magicus Chevalier, "I'm sure the eldest daughter of the Orglen family of the three nobles will emerge. And she's... stronger than me..."

"I see... that's why you were in a hurry..."

"... yeah"

Sharp gaze.

That would be so much more terrifying if it wasn't for me. It's not the usual look. And I also somehow understood that the answer wasn't all about her.

Amelia-Rose and I are the eldest daughters of the Rose family headed by three great nobles, noble both in personality and sorcery... they are reputed to be so, but I'm sure we don't know yet. In the depths of her heart, what is hidden?

But that's going to wait until she discloses it. It's not something you can't force to open. And that's why I can be powerful when it comes to strength.

"... I've got a month left before the Magics Chevalier rookie at the Magic Swordsmen's Games... but you can coach me."

"Are you sure? Because you..."

"Fine. If you just instruct me otherwise, you don't need to open up your abilities. And I keep this with my master."

"... what's that?

"It's the Aynsworth-style boot camp menu. I laid the foundations of my current abilities."

"... your origin, you mean?

"Yes."

"... are you going to tell me that?

"Ah. But this is Shura's way. Harsh training for adults to escape even those inflexible soldiers."

"But Ray got over it, didn't he?

"I've already completed this at an early age"

"I'll do it."

"Ho... good intentions. If so, I'll be there, Amelia. From here on out is Shura's path. But if you get over it, you'll be strong. More than ever."

"... ok"

Amelia's atmosphere was unchanged and tense. But I just understood that she had some strong thirst. Then why don't I help you?

If your friend is in trouble, help him. I'm sure that's natural.

◇

Vain.

Does this victory make sense or something?

I was just pale and repeating work that I couldn't even call this game.

They all stare at me with a fearful gaze before they fight.

Even if you are willing to fight...... I know very well that you have already admitted defeat before you fought.

I'm scared, scared, in a hurry, and I know to take it in my hand.

But, of course, I won't lose my hand either. It was just, even, mercilessly, overlapping victories.

That's how I've already decided to compete in the Magics Chevalier tournament. Albert-Allium had seen Ray's battle on the way and thought, I think he was more sophisticated than before... but he still quit Shigeru without difficulty.

Perhaps it will end with a full win as it is.

That was normal. If you're the eldest daughter of the Rose family, it's natural. I've been told all my life since I was young. The Roses are a family line that stands at the apex of a magician.

So he said we should always be at its peak at our leisure.

I don't mind emphasizing lineage.

But I wanted to say.

─ ─ Are there seven magicians in the nobility today?

and.

I have the answer. The seven great sorcerers are not among the three nobles, nor among the great nobles. If that's the case, it should go public high.

That the blood of the nobility is honorable and the culmination of all magicians.

But few of the top seven magicians today are open to their qualities. Rumor has it that nobility holds that position, never heard of it. What is the pride of the aristocracy when it does not even stand at its apex?

That's what I wanted to throw up.

"Amelia. You are brilliant. I'm counting on Magics Chevalier for this sorcery swordsman competition."

"Yes. Father"

Called to my father's study, I reported that the appearance of Magics Chevalier, a sorcery swordsman competition, had been decided. But there was nothing to be praised for. Just saying that would be normal, my father tells me pale.

"With that said... Amelia seemed to miss Ariane of the Olgren family to have lost a lot in action..."

"Magics Chevalier, this magic swordsman competition, and now it's time to give you guidance."

"... that intent. Never lose. You are the eldest daughter of the three noblest heads of the Rose family. Be aware of that."

"... Yes, Father"

Ariane-Olgren.

One of the three great nobles, the eldest daughter of the Olgren family. She also bears the weight of the three great nobles, just as I do. But... something decidedly different. Ariane is proud of it and turns it into her own power.

I could call her a deserted young man, but it seemed to me like a bird for her to fly freely around the sky.

But I'm a bird in a cage. You'll never get out of this cage. Poor bird.

So even today, I'm going to stick a mask in this nobleman's cage and squat.

As a fool...

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"... Ray, what's going on? In that place."

Arrow tip after the game, walking down the aisle trying to get back to the dorm...... there he was.

Ray-White.

Even though he is from Ordinary, the average person, and is called a dead sorcerer (wizard) in school by disdain... he doesn't care about that at all.

A slightly blue-haired brunette with a straight face. Either that mask, which seems neutral, is actually popular among female students. He is also 180 cm tall and thin, but there are rumors that he is actually amazing when he takes it off.

At first he was estranged by the ordinary man Ordinary, but by his character and his strong magician in action to it, he was gradually becoming recognized. But what I think around me is the perception that he is a good magician for the average person Ordinary.

But... he wasn't just an ordinary man, Ordinary.

Yes. Ray is considered the strongest of the seven mages in melee combat...

It was "The Mage of the Ice Sword".

The strength was clearly seen in this eye. A non-standard sorcerer with a free-flowing ice sword that has magic impossible to completely disable. Its strength is also convincing that it is regarded as the strongest melee... no, it was so overwhelming that I thought there was no such thing as a mage stronger than him.

And knowing his past...... I have some thoughts, but I was purely dazzled by him.

He was also one of the free people. Not like me...... one of those people with wings and loose wings everywhere.

Talking to him now like that was... just a little hard.

Because that just seems to me to be poking my impudence straight from the front...

"Congratulations. Looks like you won again"

"Yep. I've decided to participate in the Magics Chevalier tournament, but I can't let it get out of hand."

"But... I'm not responding. In a hurry. Can I stay this way or is this the right way... don't you think?

"─ Huh."

I'm not spotting everything...... generally, I was right.

I am in a hurry. Can we really win the Magics Chevalier tournament? Um, can we beat Ariane-Olgren? It's just that I was anxious, anxious, and I couldn't wait.

So I tried to hide that in the game and kept fighting but... hats off.

I guess Ray could easily see my upset like that.

"... you want to be strong?

I heard that word and got lost just a little bit.

Do I want to be strong? But I kept wandering, and there was only one way left to go.

Believe me, I have a true self before my strength.

Believe me, the day will come when you will get out of this cage.

I accepted Ray's offer.

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"Well, Amelia"

"What do you do?

I thought we were going to the exercise hall, and we were standing at the school gate for some reason. And for some reason, although Ray wasn't in military uniform, he was wearing clothes with lots of pockets in khaki colors. No... maybe it's for training in the military...

Besides, the whistle is lowered from the neck. Plus, there's even a backpack next door.

What the hell am I going to do...?

"I'll have you run an Aynsworth-style boot camp. But this is too harsh. I think I told you, even military men turn this into just helpless people in front of them. Still gonna do it?

"Yep. I'll do it."

There was no stray.

I just didn't want to stop.

So if he's going to cooperate... I'm going to accept that.

Ray is always a serious, companion and dear friend. If he could help me like that, there was no reason to refuse.

"Right... Amelia. From here on out, I'm the instructor. And you become a trained soldier. The answer is Ranger. All right?"

"Huh...? What do you mean...?

"I told you the reply was Ranger!! Amelia Training Soldier!!!

"─ Huh!!?

The atmosphere changed gallantly.

Its face was really sharp like that of a military man and very different from his usual.

Huh? Huh?

What the hell is going on...?

Though I think so, he relentlessly lets the words bathe.

"What happened to your reply?!!

"Fuck, Ranger!!

"All right. First, we'll go around the outer perimeter into the Kafka Forest, and we'll be back here. It'll be about 20 kilos of running lightly, but don't use physical enhancement, okay? See, Amelia Trainer?"

"...... and 20 km without physical strengthening huh!!?

"I would say the reply is Ranger. Huh!!

"... get lost, Ranger!!

So I jumped out of college with him without any explanation.

"Ha... ha... ha... no... me, I'm gonna die... maybe..."

"Amelia, train soldiers, hydrate."

Just as he came back after a 20-kilometer run, Ray handed me the water bottle softly. I was wondering why you're carrying a backpack, but I'm just a little impressed that you're getting ready for a lot of things...

But why isn't he almost out of breath when he runs with it on his back... and says there's no sign of using physical enhancement...

"Mmm... very... very..."

Delicious. I was wondering if water was such a delicious thing, we moved straight to the exercise area. From there on out, it was even more hell.

"Hey!! Cumon, cumon, cumon! One more!! I can, I can, I can!! Hey, hey, hey!! Chamon, Amelia!!

"Mmmm!!!

From there on out was muscle hell. Even the task of continuing to hurt your whole body. Now I had Ray hold my leg and he was repeating three sets of 100 abs. And at the end of the last time, it spreads in big letters on the spot.

"All right... that's it for today"

"Ha... ha... ha..."

"Amelia Trainer, say hello!! Stand up!

"Fuck, Ranger!!

When I get up squeezing my strength, I salute Ray.

"All right, that concludes our training for today"

"Hey, hey... this makes sense... ha... ha..."

After the training, I decided to ask Ray, whose atmosphere had softened.

He wouldn't be too scared right now...

"Absolutely. Look, combat by magic swordsmen is still based on basic physical skills. Many magicians try to rely on physical strengthening and other sorceries, but the last thing that matters is how to train the flesh. I don't want to say too much gutsy stuff, but it's important to work out your whole body, even in terms of feeling. No matter how strong you feel, it doesn't make sense if your body doesn't follow you. I was thorough with my master the first time."

"Well... that's what I'm talking about..."

Indeed, the point of view of strengthening the flesh is not widespread among the colleges today, nor among the nobles. That, after all, is probably because we have a main focus on something called witchcraft.

But he's not. A man who has actually stood and fought on the battlefield as a soldier. That's why I'm a specialist in combat. Without a doubt, I guess that experience leads to my teaching now.

"Well, Amelia. It was a light menu today, but we're gonna do it for real tomorrow, okay?

"Huh......!? Now the light menu!!?

"I told you the reply was Ranger. Huh!

"Fuck, Ranger!!

Thus, the harsh days opened the curtain......

Me, maybe I'll die... mainly with muscle aches...