It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

Since then, a few days have passed.

The school festival is coming up and the overall atmosphere of the school is finally turning into a festive mood. In the meantime, I was in the training field the same way.

"I'm coming, Safina!

"Ha!"

I hold hands toward the target I have prepared along with my hanging voice.

"So nick bu lei de!"

"Acceleration"

Magic solidification forms from every single one of my fingertips that I say as I separate the magic words, and the safina bracelet glows, and a magic formation forms before her. I had managed to succeed in the magic of the five consecutive simultaneous times. Even so, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. I fail every three times. There is no such thing as continuous use. More to the point, I am 100% confident that I will fail if I am in a hurry, so it is a level that I cannot say is complete.

"Nine Blades!"

A vacuum blade flies like the other four spreading in all directions in a straight line as one passes over the safina bent over from my fingertips in my words. At the same time, as Safina passed the magic formation, she jumped forward low at tremendous speed. Plus she rides up accelerated magic.

The safina catches up to my unleashed magic all at once, and the vacuum blade that flew in all directions also arcs to go with it and toward the target.

"Cross!"

Safina pulls the knife with the words.

A tremendous wave of shock and a gold-cut sound ripping through the sky echoed into the room, and all that remained was the wreckage of a tragically dispersed target.

"So, we're done. Dear Mary!"

"Yeah, right."

I'm honestly amazed at the awesomeness of it as I smile at Safina like a cute chestnut puppy running back with joy.

(Wow, the safina. I can't believe my unleashed magic fits well in this short period of time, even though it's not what I figured out when it would impact. Really, she's horrible.)

While I admire this genius girl, I watch her target exposed to misery in a cold sweat.

(Not now, but what do I do, this. I don't think it's sprinkled.)

Primary in second-class magic, in the Safina sword, which is a girl with a very low ability to kill, I've been taunting that no matter how much they add up, they won't be that powerful, but when they add up in numbers, and at the same time, their doubling amount is immeasurable, I realize since completion, now me.

(Ha, it's probably okay. Zach is sturdy. And he said he was armed.)

As I excused myself in my heart, I decided to put my full confidence in the sturdiness of my friend.

"Master Mary?

My consciousness is brought back to reality in the Safina, which stares wonderfully at me asking questions in my heart.

"Mm, oh, it's nothing. But, Safina, let's just use this for Mr. Zach, shall we? If you use it on Magilka, it won't be a sprinkle."

"Right. But in Solos, after sophomore year, we'll use a magic tool called 'Guardian of War Angels' when we start using it seriously and do mock warfare, but maybe it'll be installed in our game, too?

"Protecting the Angel of War?

"Yes, if you play a game within the effect area of that magic item, they will only be protected by the magic item, so they will get some injuries, but more than that, they will absorb the person's magic and replace the damage, so it should be the worst degree of stunning, …. I don't know how much magic it takes to convert that person's damage... but worst of all, it's unconvertible and fatal..."

Safina also looks worried looking at the target. Maybe she also became worried that Zach would hold up to this power. In addition, it seems that I wasn't sure that the convenience item would really protect me to the end.

"Well, if it's such a convenient item, you'll be fine. If I have to, I'll follow healing magic there too... and I'm sure it'll be fine... right?

…………

We're getting worried about each other, creating subtle air.

"Ma'am, it's time"

Tütte spoke up to me so as to put out such an air.

"Oh, yeah. It's time for Master Klaus and the others to see you. Let's go, Safina."

"Yes, Master Mary"

I switched my mind, or in advance of my earlier concerns, and I took Safina and Tütte to the executive headquarters.

Then an hour later.

I am in a room in the old school building that will be the security headquarters that day.

He sits in a chair, with his elbows on the table and his crossed and assembled hands resting on his mouth. I was immersed in emotion, posing as an example that the commander would like to try once. Finally, Safina was asked to stand near and instruct the students of the liaison clerk, lined up in front of me as commander, and to stand at Tütte behind my oblique.

(Oh, perfect diagram. This would be great if you could say "you won" and "ah" later. ")

"Area D2, pattern yellow, type A, number 4"

When I am drunk alone, one of the Arrayos students sitting in front receives a transmission and raises his voice.

Now we asked other students to create noise players to train in the field of security.

"If it is yellow, is it to the extent of contention? If you have four students, you can put them in arbitration. Dear Mary."

Listen to the students in charge of the transmission, and Safina will look at this one.

"Good, destroy it, not go into arbitration."

Seeing the safina leaning down my neck on my first words, I rush to correct.

"Yes."

When Safina instructed the earlier student to enter the arbitration, the student briefly communicated it.

"Area B-4, Pattern Red, Type B, Number 7"

"Are you rubbing with students and visitors? And when Red is already making a scene...... too many, do you want me to turn the impromptu squad over?

I hear from you and Safina asks me.

"Yes, contact Senior Carlis' squad."

"Okay. Communicate to the immediate team to proceed to area B-4."

Another transmitter responds to Safina's words and activates the magic. Senior Carlis leads the impromptu squad, which is a tiger boy squad I made, and is organized as a graduate. Essentially, you don't participate in security, but it's your job to get into situations beyond your control.

"No, that's great. The brief report was refreshing to me. I didn't know there was such a use for transmission magic. That's the lady. Hmm, let's take it in the royal castle, of course, because the originator is a lady."

Behind me, I approached this one with a face impressed by Sir Klaus, Zach's father and knight, his mighty uncle, who had refrained on the other side of Tütte.

"No, I'm not the only one with power. Mi · n · Why is it shaped? If that's the case, only the school... why did you come up with it?"

I smile and see Sir Klaus, subtly emphasizing everyone's part. Because if I don't, it'll be like I made it on my own again and it'll stand out.

(I'm learning too, eh)

"Still, it's a great system that students can't imagine, and it doesn't seem to have our curtain."

"We'll take care of the school security, and Lord Klaus will focus on the Queen's protection."

"Ha ha, let me do that"

"Area A3, Pattern Green, Type Lost, Number 1"

I heard that voice when I was in conversation with Sir Klaus.

(Type Lost in pattern green. You mean you found one person who hasn't happened but is suspicious and lost sight of them? Well, did you ask for such a noise?

When I return to the example pose with a surprising face, I see Tütte with a chillary side. Then she looked at this one too and creaked up what I was thinking and shook her neck to the side.

"I don't remember asking you to place such a role in that area"

Tütte looks at me and gently ears. I had left the placement of this noisy role to Tütte. Because when me and Safina ask you, you know where and what happens and it's not training. By the way, nothing Tütte bothers to ear to me because I don't want everyone to hear the conversation. I simply asked because I want to be intoxicated by the atmosphere of example directives and sub-directives.

(Well, I lost it, so I can't help thinking about it)

I exhale hu ~ and see the map on the table placed between me and the communicators. This is an overall view of the school that we all made using floating magic, and the measure is a good addition or subtraction, but it was a substitute for writing an area classification there to somehow grasp everyone's position.

(Area A-3... That's one of the routes the Queen visits, right?)

I immediately shook my head and shook my thoughts off thinking about that.

(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Focus on training now)

Then things went fine, and our security training was over while Sir Klaus was watching.

(All right, ready! Please, everything's happening. Ha! Freshly flagged yourself what to do!

Weaving expectations and anxiety together, it was finally the first school festival in the history of the school.