Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

What a joke, Ars's inner grumpy appeal clouds his chest without anyone listening to him.

On the last third day of the school festival, the bustle of the day does not know that it will fade, and the bustle that is still unheard today is due to the messy guests.

Following yesterday, Ars couldn't get his chest up that he was able to do all his work. That would be the case too, it seems that whatever the problem is with his will, he can't help but get him involved.

Of course I wasn't going to use that as an excuse in Ars. Above all, it goes against policy. That's why the last day or so came with the intention of glaring at me. I want you to do a satisfactory job when you're motivated.

Unfortunately, Ars lost his role at this year's school festival.

Ars sits back in his chair with a sharp face. It also used a whole room of the usual classroom, and the appearance of sitting at the back of it was somewhere dazzling.

This is not the way it should be. As for the security I took on once, now, if you can't let me do my job, there is a mountain to do for Ars.

One of those books is now spreading it in one hand to pinch your finger. This is like the rulebook on the ruling of the nobility (Tempram) that I just borrowed from the diagram office this morning.

As far as this was read, Tempram was labeled as one of the relatively major competitions among the nobles. Ars quickly realizes why this is not passed down to the present.

Seems to have been deliberately abolished in a way.

That would be the case, too. Ever since the demons have progressed, nothing but barren things like human troubles. It was not surprising that the country had been manipulated to become obsolete rather than military.

Tempram, by that I mean a reduced version of the war. It is a strategic game in which humans compete with each other.

Ars saw Loki standing upright with a pinned spine, one step off across the street from where he sandwiched his vagina into a reading book and breathed out a light sigh and pinched the table.

"So, how many more are there?

"At the end of the day, I waited an hour, so I thought I'd be over 100."

He looked at the students sitting in the front with tired eyes before looking at the queues neatly lined behind them. The line that snakes through the classroom leads through the entrance to the hallway.

Why this is happening is caused by yesterday in addition to the first day. In short, the ranking of Ars was entirely known throughout the College.

In response, the students asked the president for a booth to negotiate directly. Who said anything about negotiating?

Anyway, from the students, a single magician is equal to a heavenly man. The students' direct judgment was really shooting, troublesome.

they said. If not directly, if we don't set up a proper place for interaction, the school festival itself will cease to stand.

It became apparent on the second day that so many crowds around Ars would be built like fortresses, even if they did not try to run out.

Apparently, the students complained directly to the board president with a red tide face that it was the cause of various accidents and incomplete noise.

As a result, Ars had an interactive venue that used a whole room in the early morning. This does not reflect his will in any way.

Loki, who is free on the schedule for a mock match today, receives a facilitator as his go-to role.

Loki, looking sideways, was proudly off his chest somewhere.

"Per capita, thirty seconds."

I could see the expression of dismay in Loki's words.

That said, Ars and the students who don't even do anything toward the face. Complaining can't actually get you into action.

Still, sometimes these troublesome guys show up.

"Until now there have been a lot of false identities in my life, I would have thought something. I'm just ashamed of myself for not being able to find out. Then Wonder, Chillich family man, Orolo promises a comfortable student life."

Even though he has a chair available, he spins his gaze into the hollow with his upright and fearful.

Ars listens to it from right to left and returns only one word. This was a dialogue that had already been repeated dozens of times.

"Fine. Yes, next -"

his eyes were still shimmering, even as he fell his neck.

This accommodation would still suffice in a word, but there were still few who did not.

"Excuse me."

How many times have you had a box on your desk?

"Give it to me"

That said, when I open the lacquered box, some of it is filled with just dazzling hardware. Regardless, these impure people are naturally often in wealthy lineages.

Ars, who closed the lid for clasp and lack of interest, looks back at it in a crisp manner.

Honestly, it's a waste of time.

"Would you please meet my father once? of the 3rd National Defense Extermination Division of the Eastern Region…"

"Don't embarrass your father. I'll say I didn't see it."

"And excuse me!!

When I broke my hips at right angles about three times, I ran away from the desk with a box filled with hardware.

When it comes to the extermination division, it's an elite. My father is probably the commander of the troops, a proud post that is harsh and heavy at the same time.

I didn't want you to imitate me like a rotten nobleman by mistake. It was possible, of course, that this was the instruction of that person, but which way Ars' response would not have changed.

I still make a better impression with my bare hands. Thank you. I'm getting tired of typical patterns of nobility and other people making me say things to my identity.

No, I don't even have to think about it depending on what I bring, but no one will understand Ars' taste or anything.

Loki is still delighted to call the next order. It would be cheap if gas could be drained to this extent because I also feel that I have been making people think that there will be some frustration lately.

What's more, there's just more to keep secret from Ars the other day. I don't exactly think I'm over-conscious or anything, but Loki's reaction would surely not be fragrant if there was anything leaking about the act I did to Tesphere.

"Hehe, I'm here"

"What harassment?"

It was Alice who escaped the pursuit with a way to get her tongue out. She's off duty today on her last day, just like Loki.

I can't grasp one of her intentions right now when it comes to purposefully hitting the line, but maybe this is just one of the whims because Alice does things around with intent, unlike Tesphere.

"I'm here to see how it goes, but if I just walk in, they'll stare at me with a great sword screen, right?

"No... well, maybe?

"I guess. There will be no one here who knows the fact that Mr. Alice is giving you a professor."

Loki has already dared to be like you. I don't particularly care because I know it makes no sense for Ars to fix it now, either, over this period.

Still, Alice remained Alice. Somewhere careless she is meticulous in her surrounding eyes. I can't help but give in to the hassle of deliberately lining up.

The story naturally reaches the ears of the students behind it, and the twist springs. Everyone would have imagined exactly what it meant to receive personal guidance from first place.

Of course, it may be because of Ars individuals that Tesfir and Alice have grown rapidly that some people make inferior assumptions.

I don't deny it, but Ars thinks it's the fruit of these two outstanding, unrelenting endeavors.

"And that's a great number."

"It's troublesome. They said it was all packed at once."

Alice whispers in a whisper as she rides her body out a long time into the word.

"I think Fia's fine now, but thanks to Al, she's still in heat."

Sigh at the sounds of pranks. I guess I even asked Tesfir. Perhaps it has nothing to do with them, even though Ars has no intention of color entanglement whatsoever. There will be no complaints as to topicality. That's what it means around that age, and Ars has the same age but an objectified feeling.

At least he seems to take care of things that don't reach Loki's ears.

"Mr. Alice, we're setting the time per capita at once."

"Oh, you did."

"If you're free, why don't you go along with the pains?

To Ars, who turns to his grassy face, Alice easily retracts what she said to herself earlier that she was fine, "because I'm also worried about how Fia is doing" with a bitter smile.

It's nothing but a road trip where she stayed.

Swallow tyrannical demands, Ars asks for a legend.

"I'm sorry, tell Fia to come when the school festival is over"

"Ha ~ i"

I don't know what the extended response meant, but I don't feel good.

Leaving the classroom in a light foothold, Alice faces the hallway the moment she opens the door.

"Loki, an hour's wait is going to be two hours."

"Okay."

What's Loki giving back pale? Ars feels like holding his head in his back. I envy her for getting away with it.

Ars doesn't even think about it, but it's hard to believe that there's a place within this college where he can rest in peace.

If you look at the rows, you can see things you didn't see a while ago. Is that colored paper?

Ars picks between his eyebrows asking me to give him a break.

"Dear Ars, it's not stingy to scatter if you want to."

"Is it true..."

Even so, this is a commotion I invited myself. Pushing that ass wipe on your partner is also a pity story.

but I don't have any more time to lose than this.

Ars stood up vigorously with his hands on his desk with a bang. The idea of each person eats time in the first place. Unless you're actually a nobleman, there's no one else who can help Ars.

The point is that I saw something unusual.

Ars felt barren to devote time to such an upper-round exchange alone. They have more to do than that.

Beyond being a student of the College, that future falls to the Mage.

Ars felt something was wrong. There's got to be more to ask. What an abnegation for a magician named myself.

I felt a slight frustration that I didn't see my attitude as an apprentice.

"It's a hassle. Loki, change the format. Just pack it in this classroom. If we take a stand, we'll put 70 in. We'll try to dissolve it in a 30-minute lecture format."

"Yes, I'm in awe"

Loki, pointing at the voices she had played somewhere, moved on to guiding the students with stiffness.

Ars also cracks a hedge and raises a heavy foot to stand in the lecture.

And eighty people, including standing in the classroom, which could otherwise accommodate forty people, were pushed into the cucumber pack.

Within the filthy classroom, Loki points her finger in a harsh voice like a whistle.

"There, quiet!!

Loki stepped aside, making sure she had a spot on her ass for the soothing student. Did you feel satisfied with the meal? When I lay my eyes down and gently shake my silver hair, I recommend Rin face and say "OK."

It was Ars eating face to face on Loki who is willing to go this far, but time is running out. It would take 40 minutes if you were doing Chimatima if you were as many as 80. Then if you can finish in half an hour with this lecture, you win.