Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Even though he asked for it himself, Schult kept his mouth shut as he leaned down.

What he was shitting about was caring about his surrounding eyes. What's more, I never dreamed Ars and the others would notice me.

Nevertheless, Ars and Loki don't actually grasp every single student who was watching the game either. Whether you have the intention of killing or heterogeneity or something else that can't be buried in a large crowd, it's a different story.

Students who reflect their curiosity in their eyes are only about the U.N. crowd for Ars and Loki.

There was therefore another reason why the two of them were aware of Schult's existence.

"You're the bastard Alice was talking about... using Phoenix, the undead."

"Yikes! No, no, there's no extermination. It's just a imitation of form and lineage…"

Schult, waving his hands and face left and right in front of his face, just says he's afraid. In fact, I am aware that it is too immature to call that [Immortal Bird "Phoenix"].

Besides, even the summoning magic of the flame system also exists a typical magic called [Firebird], and the difference between [Immortal Bird "Phoenix"] and [Immortal Bird "Phoenix"] lies in the amount of information and magic. Regardless, pouring in more magic doesn't mean the size will increase.

Because summoning magic contains a tremendous amount of information to the details of expression and is manifested by magic.

Some parts of the sophistication of autonomous programs cannot be elucidated by modern magic. No, I didn't publish it correctly. It is a transcript of the literature of the past, in other words part of the ruins.

It has long been possible for a person to handle magic in the first place, and that is what magic itself was supposedly present in the body.

And the reason for building magic into magic in the first place originates in the discovery of ruins - [oldest description (relic)]. It wasn't until recently that I found out that those were magical formulas to make up magic.

Ars succeeded in deciphering one such old literature - a copy of [the oldest description (relic)] - but it is not included in the Great Grimoire because of its elusive high magic.

Nevertheless, according to Alice's story, he used [Immortal Bird "Phoenix"] - although I'm a little suspicious that it was a half laugh at that time for some reason.

Because of that exchange, Ars remembered it for once.

I'm not sure because I haven't actually seen it with my eyes, but even if it's a degraded version, it's nearly impossible to mimic [The Undead Bird Phoenix] in the real sense. In other words, it would most likely imitate only the form.

But even so, it is not surprising that the students of the College handled subpoena magic. The point is that he can magically program the shape designation and the huge amount of information similar to it - something he just saw, too.

At least manipulative techniques in magic draw a line with previous students.

Indeed, subpoena magic and the like are remarkably unsuitable. Tesfir's [Ice Knight] likewise subdivides magic that magicians are even more adept at from lineage division. Among other things, it is easiest to tell if you are good at summoning magic or not.

Tesfir's inability to deal with subpoena magic is more unsuitable for the nature of magic - his personality - than for his efforts. There are differences in degrees, but Letty is not a very good category either.

There are naturally universal types that can even be dexterized, like Ars, but there are heterogeneous aspects that are less inclined, and in the case of Ars, directly engrave a single magic formula.

The boy in front of you is undoubtedly apt for summoning magic. I'm a scholar-type magician with a deep understanding of magic.

"That's why I have to spend time with junior classmates like you."

"Well, that's true..."

I knew that that Schult couldn't have come true either. It's hard to even meet a single magician in the first place. I guess some of the reason I left it to the momentum to run my mouth was because I had lost to the main one and was frustrated.

No words appeared to follow. It is unacceptable to behave as an aristocrat and behave in a manner that lacks courtesy. Even the house is in danger from here on out.

But......

Signs of awkwardness had faded on Schult, who had corrected his posture. While that expression of righteousness of residence was aristocratic, it contained the same determination that his career as a magician had won.

Yes, a chance like this may never come again.

On an opportunity that may only be once in this lifetime, the bare hands went home was just a shrut but too incompetent choice. Thanks to previous experience, we were able to take one step further. Even the shackle of nobility was now lacking in teething Schult.

There is a presence in front of us that we want to be. Until now, we have only sorted and incorporated what serves as our own food, but that is only a piece to go for the most powerful magician named Ars.

So I felt like I couldn't get anything without stopping here. Everything in Ars evolutions itself, because it makes it a goal and I respect it.

Without blocking the gaze peeking through his forehead, he captured Ars.

"It's a waste of time standing, and I'm leaving first. Until then, I'll use my time."

"Ha, yes!! I'm late, but my name is Schult Wencord."

Now, be courteous.

Naturally, neither Ars nor Loki think of Schult's family name. The two of us know very little about the nobility in Alpha.

Which is of little interest. Because I'm not willing to remember 10% of the names my students have ever named me.

Walking out silently without looking back, Loki walked over with a little small run next to Ars. Schult continues three steps behind those two.

"Oh, you've done a lot of trouble. If you look at one, you'll be two..."

"So, the third person,"

Loki takes over Ars' words that overflow stupidity and loosens her cheeks somewhere.

Schult's offer didn't feel very good because it reminded me of two angry junior classmates ahead. But Loki still felt like he had a good feeling about Ars, who gave him a chance.

It is regrettable that they interrupted the return of the two of us because of this, but he turns his consciousness behind chills.

As a matter of fact, Ars thought his way was a smart way to focus on efficiency. Most of all, it also points to the limits within which individuals can be polished up in the protected area of survival.

As long as you don't realize what a threat is, you are only a good magician who can study whatever you do.

The three of them, including Schult, also serve as nominees for the noir, and Tesfir and Alice are eye-catching. That's why Ars baked a treat for Maine and Fione. There was some interest there, though.

Ars' lab from this school building doesn't take much time to walk. Even so, Schult walks behind without uttering a word.

I want to have a good time coming home, but I'm not following you. Words must be chosen, and you must not lack gratitude.

"A, Dear Ars......"

A weak voice rang slightly behind me as it seemed to melt in the tranquility of the night. May you not hear it in your heart, what a lurking voice you seem to wish for.

"You don't have to wear it."

Without looking back, Schult immediately accepted the words vomited in the direction of progress. He must have refused, even if he was.

But now I accepted it because I couldn't get any worse impressions.

"Mr. Ars... may I ask you just one thing?

Until we get there.

You can hear the footsteps for three mixed up over the paved aisle. Ars at an extra gait, followed by a smaller footstep.

And irregular and hard footsteps as if they were poking even crutches every time.

Once, take a big, deep breath, then Schult never opens his mouth to his will. It is not enough during this limited return journey to ask the main what he did and why.

So more fundamentally...... I'm sure he's intuitively targeting Ars as well, if he traces it back, he hits one question.

"............... what is a magician?

"What?"

…………

Ars' leg stopped slightly leading the way.

What he's saying is what people are, what life is, and what magicians are...... something. It encloses too many difficult questions to this question.

The researcher Ars understands the pointlessness of what he is trying to say and learns what is necessary at the same time. Maybe it's the first time I've been hit with a philosophical problem.

Above words, magicians deal with magic, and those who, for the sake of humanity, face threats to their lives in consideration.

Instead of being less than that, it's the name of something that goes on and on.

"Romantic dreamer, you are. You don't have to know that. People can fight, they can be magicians."

Rarely did Ars sigh with tired eyes.

The boy in the back has an intelligent part, but his essence was somewhere else entirely. Maybe he doesn't even look a little like himself, Ars rethinks.

This boy is the type of person who can live beautifully in the outside world. It is apart from Ars, who emphasizes only rationality and keeps his cool.

It's just that the irrational behavior that Ars has seen so many times in the outside world must be something that people like Schult have. I can't abandon my people, I don't give up until the end, I do foolishness that compensates for my weakness with my life.

"It's just that a magician like you is so human, isn't he? It's easy to die."

"-!! That's no good."

Ars and Loki stopped in front of the research building. Though Ars was not a takeaway, thinking about a beat, he was trying to answer the question he asked.

I'm sure he's looking for it himself, I suppose.

"Don't worry. I guess everyone keeps fighting to pierce to protect something they just can't give way to. A magician is only a generic name after all. It's impossible for anyone to do the same. I thought you were going for a magician to find it."

…………

"Al......"

Loki looks up at Ars with an indescribable face.

I was never more surprised in her. It's strange because the abstract words that you disclose smudge you so much. At the same time, they realize that both Ars and I are still halfway down the road.

"Ugh... stop looking at that, Loki. You say it yourself and you want to die."

"I'll be with you then."

Loki turned to Ars with a grin so unrelenting that she didn't know if it was a joke.