It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

The school festival project was launched. First, when we gather everyone in the hall where all the students of the school can be gathered, the prince's mouth tells us about the event. It was just unprecedented, or the intent was noticeable, but things went on without any problems.

Everyone in Solos focuses on martial arts competitions, so they are not so confused and willing. The problem is that the students of Arrayos and Larios, who were previously non-participating, but this one is Prince and Magilka, class masters, and, thanks to Grand Masters explaining to the tunnels, they have managed to improve their willingness to participate.

Now I was in Arrayos' talking room. Of course, it is a consultation in attending the school festival.

"So what exactly should I do?

Magilka standing in front of everyone...... and me withholding behind it for some reason.

(Well, is it natural for me at the top of the note to come up with a specific proposal? But why does everyone take me for granted when Magilka calls me to stand here? Don't you think that's strange? Uh-huh, I can't solve it)

"For starters, we'll have people breaking up with the people who make the offerings and the people who run the operations. Think carefully and choose who you think you can be."

When Magilka answered someone's question, they all started talking to thoughtful people for a while. Occasionally, something like chatter continues while answering the question about what to do with the operation and what to do with the offering.

"You don't have to think that hard. All we have to do is think of it as an extension of what we've been studying, like showing off all the magic we've been learning, or presenting studies on magic, magic pharmacy, etc."

I specifically come up with a proposal that I need to be lighter because I've been thinking too little about having to announce things like never before, or show amazing magic that everyone has. Then things went on all at once.

(Phew, dangerous. Dangerously, we just had to make an eyeball grill, but we were about to make it with the original recipe we could only do and push it into a system where we would blow ourselves up. Are the other classes going to be okay?

What I was afraid of was later witnessed in the form of an application.

"Showcasing a collective battle with the Warcraft. Whoever sees it can't win with a vicious monster, but I want you to do something good so you can win. That's not how you tell a dream story. Ahhh!

After class, in the usual old school building talking room, now transformed into the school festival office room. There was me watching Magilka sizzling with a face like a jerk slapping on the table with an application that I had left to anger.

I had intended to stab the nail, but apparently there were more than one application with the appearance of an aristocrat who wanted to satisfy his vanity, and Magilka's anger reached a boiling point. This is not just an array of males, but also other classes, which are assigned to the task of requesting rejection or resubmission.

In the meantime, I feel sorry for the prince approaching the seat where we would sit.

"I'm sorry to bother you with your irrational application, but can I ask you for a dream story?"

Saying so, the prince called Zach and Safina when he took an empty seat where we were. She leans down with one evil looking face to the fact that the prince dared to use the phrase "dream story" Magilka said. Will you do me such an unscrupulous favor? The prince began to speak among them all.

"I'm talking about the martial arts tournament, but when the final tournament starts, there's something I need you to do."

Once the prince hung up his words to look over us gathered. Oh my goodness - I have a bad feeling about it and I accidentally drink spit.

"I want swordsmen and magicians tagged to perform a two-on-two mock match"

To the Prince's suggestion I, for a moment, don't know what I'm talking about, I show a poker face, and I find myself once again, leaning over and hiding.

"Your Highness, does that mean a tag fight between 'Swordsmen and Mages' vs. 'Swordsmen and Mages'?

A fast understanding Magilka asks the Prince on behalf of everyone. Then he nodded quietly.

"Yes, Arrayos students are learning attack magic. But using it for interpersonal matches isn't in this school."

"With all due respect, Your Highness. There's no difference in power in magic, there's an absolute difference in class, so I don't think it's suitable for mock warfare."

"But you can't even say that when a swordsman joins you?

Zach follows up with Magilka, who gave his opinion on the Prince's proposal.

"I mean, Your Highness wants to show everyone in the venue the joint battle between Arrayos and Solos."

"Yeah, witchcraft and swordsmanship, this is also the force of our country. So I have a desire for you to experience the possibility of combining those two things together at the student stage. I want you and the others to perform simulated warfare in front of everyone in order to suggest to the Martial Arts Games later. It's unprecedented."

When the prince speaks seriously, everyone shuts their mouths about it and starts to think about something silently. As far as I'm concerned, I don't want to stand out very much, so I'd like to say no, but I can't say no if it's a prince's suggestion. Besides, if you're demonstrating, you can lose something, so I wasn't thinking so seriously. Nevertheless, if you can say no, I've never done that...

"Are we fighting alongside Arrayos and Solos...... sure, that sounds interesting"

"Something's exciting."

I saw two class masters who were kind of motivating me, and I saw a safina that looked at me with a frightening look at what I was going to do with my face blue.

"Well, if that's what you decide to do, we'll split the team."

"Hey, we haven't decided yet."

Unexpectedly speaking differently to Zach trying to move on, the next moment I saw the prince with the face that he had gone.

"I wonder if Miss Mary disagrees"

"Yes, yes, no, there is no phase extinction either. I just wondered if it would be okay if I was entrusted with such a major role. He said there might be someone better."

"If anyone is better than the white princess and the silver knight, I'd like to know."

"Ha."

Me stuffing my words with Magilka, who gives me a muffled little satanic smile and puts a decent one in from the side.

"Ah, Safina. Safina, step aside."

In agony I called her to involve Safina, and she seemed to faint even now because of the fact that she had received everyone's gaze all by herself or because she was half crying.

(Oh, I'm sorry. It's like throwing it in a mass of pressure like this.

"Wow, I... I'll follow you to Lady Mary"

Spinning the word to squeeze it all out, she looks down and waits for the result.

And all eyes were to be poured on me.

"Okay. Let me join you."

I am disappointed to raise the white flag and say so.

"That's settled. Well, we'll split the team, but in a fair place," Me, Magirca, Safina "versus" Lady Mary "would be nice."

"Hey come on, it's a tag fight. Why me?"

Even as a matter of course, I accidentally put a scratch on Zach's unfair extreme remarks about dividing the team.

"Eh, this still looks like a power imbalance. Dear Mary, you can do magic and sword moves, how easy it is to win two roles on your own."

"I'm not that good. Anyway, I'm gonna work with Safina, so hey, I'm not gonna give you Safina! I'm not going to work with any idiot like you."

"Pup, Master Mary, you said it before. Stupid is dumber. 'Cause, poop."

"Wow... I would never work with you! I won't forgive you for crying and apologizing on the day. I'll make you a bumpy gitty."

Inspired by Zach's remarks, when I forcefully draw the safina into my own faction, I hold her to solidification while forgetting me and making a full bocco declaration.

I can see the Prince forgiving Magilka for watching a whole bunch of dumb interactions like child fights like jerking off, but I did the best I could because I wouldn't let her hug Safina away from me.