Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Breaking up with two people, Tesfir and Alice, Ars, who walked for a while, stopped to feel sick around the sight of this school building.

"Come on out... you don't think I haven't found out"

An obvious agitation shook in the shade of a tree in a abrupt voice.

Since it was before I left the research building, I seem to be eager to hide for a long time, but just the kind of tracking that even amateurs can see. My wife, who investigates my husband's affair, will hide so much better.

Loki also sighs to the AWR in her hand with a little fright.

"Al went out of his way to see Fia and Alice."

In a narrative close to reprimand, Loki said away towards a certain shade of tree.

- Oh, my God, I want this to be clear.

Ars couldn't have stayed a little on Loki's line like that. There was something quite embarrassing about this going out of your way to reveal the back to others. I just need the person to know how to take care of it.

Neither Tesfir nor Alice asked about the errands anyway because they also knew the presence of a tracker.

I can see my rocking hair from the edge of the tree, and I'm not hiding a lot. The angle is basically strange. Even as an Ars, he wants to advise on his amateur way of hiding, "You're almost on the right," he said.

Basically, if you can see it from yourself, you can also see it from the other person, but apparently she didn't know if she was willing to hide or if she was seriously trying to hide.

In fact, Fione was an arithmetic who would never leave his mind where he was alone, but he was also nursed by the dumb and panicked.

Sure, they couldn't have noticed, I knew - but I felt like it would distract me and leave me alone as a result.

But before that, Fione was baffled behind an unseen tree because Loki had revealed everything, and he finally crouched with his head in his arms.

- I don't know what to do.

"Hey, let's go."

A voice hung from an unexpected direction and Fione looked up aggressively. Soon Ars went ahead and the incline widened only for that minute, so the tree to block had ceased to make sense.

Rather than being grumpy, that's what stood Fione up as if he had been played by a voice who said he had no time to lose.

"Oh, but where...?

I'm sure it's a situation I don't really want to be pursued, but Fione's doubts about Ars' words came first in his brain.

"You made up your mind, didn't you? Glad you made it. I might have vacated the lab in a few days."

".................. Yes"

Ars heard the small but clear words behind him and raised his cheeks slightly.

Fione jumped to the sidewalk, flipping her skirt gently to jump over the shrub.

The silver-haired girl, who looks at the condition in silence, waits and then walks out to follow her later. The support of Fione's heart was light, as if it had been taken away beautifully.

"Ah! My AWR......"

"I'm keeping it here. I'll give it to you later - from Al's hand."

"Please," Fione lowered her head lightly with a grin that seemed to crumble on Loki, who felt thorny for some reason. What bothers me is that my AWR fits into a sheath I'm not used to seeing.

Fione, who walks behind the most in a restless manner, looked only under the feet of a girl more luxurious than herself in front of her. It seemed as if one of the regular walking motions had toppled the heterogeneous experience. Separate from training, special training, and such practices, it doesn't mean crystals of effort.

Yes, if you say so, what you did without waste was acquired by the environment in which you put yourself.

I even made Fione fear, a species with a smaller, more doll-like face than myself.

It was all too sudden that such a girl's legs stopped. I couldn't help but bump into it, but Ars, who was walking forward, walks into a building.

"Eh! Training Grounds..."

Because the words that came out about the rash go on the oblique side of the prediction, maybe it's because it's where I escaped that I don't feel very good.

Ars and Loki disappeared inside the training ground, in the form of Fione continuing, but there was already no sentimental harm there that stood in the way of progress, although there was no stopping.

"Exactly. It's just the closing. It's ragged."

"But can I use it on my own?

Without the audience, it seemed that the students who were training had almost cut up, and the training ground was a candle to be freed of the compartment. Because after the lighting was also dropped, Ars turned it on manually, so that should do the same. It appears that the substitution system was also activated.

I guess there are students in the dressing room because I still hear voices though. Really close critical time.

Fione was anxiously driven when he saw a training ground that was somewhere lonely and offered to break the rules.

"Wouldn't that be nice? You'll get a big look at it for a little while. I'll tell you what. I have a few more minutes in time."

"But..."

The training ground, which can even be described as idle, was now liberating all the compartments, in which Fione felt unspeakable anxiety. I don't know what's waiting for me from now on, or is there simply no way I'm done getting AWR back...

Somewhere since that one, an Ars like Heavenly Man had built an entity in her. My heart is clear in conversations and voices that speak, and my will dwells. Maybe I felt humane in such a temperament and cold side.

Proceed to the center of the training ground, followed by Fione late to isolate one person. Fu and Ars and Loki stopped and Fione also stopped on their feet.

Holle, I caught two shadows flying this way in my sight if I tried to raise my gaze to such a voice. Catch it holding it with both arms protruding in panic.

Fione's...... my AWR bought for a small penny. Worthless items that cannot even be placed in a few product shelves as defective items. Fione bought something that wasn't even pricey, like garbage.

At the time I bought it, it was in a state of sheathlessness without even a sheath, and the leather sheath I bought afterwards was, to be honest, more valuable than the main body.

But the pair of daggers that are now in your arms, the sheath that holds them, are so superior that they are not on-the-spot covers, etc. It was too disproportionate for the cheap contents.

The more I think about it, the more damp the hand I shake is because of my impoverishment.

Shaking off his thoughts, Fione suddenly tried to get to the point.

"Wow, I..."

I desperately twist out the words, pick them out, and still don't wrap up the words of my thoughts and decisions well. I made up my mind, but the words support me.

"It's a hassle. You don't have to force it into words. You can't even say that in words. I have no intention of pursuing it or knowing it in depth. So prove all that answer with AWR. AWR is an auxiliary weapon for magicians and a past force for those who are not magicians"

A word spun "yes". It was so flat. Intention, hegemony, etc. did not include fine dust, it simply conveyed the meaning that I was very convinced.

You're not too used to it. Fione had a little trouble wearing it - her hands could feel more mindless.

Slowly waiting in between, Ars opened his mouth to Loki, who was stationary next door. Maybe that was close to monologue, but the anticipation and hunch I couldn't help but put into my mouth.

"Loki, take a good look. Magic is most pronounced in proving the person. That's not all they say is based on the numbers in the data. I'm pretty sure the more ambiguous things like emotion and will make a big difference in magic."

That's why there can be a magical outburst. It is inevitable that distortions will occur in humans who are vessels if the underlying information is disturbed.

Still, sudden change was unlikely. That's why the decadence, which includes a lot of information about magic, can be called innovation.

Loki, who nodded silently, was still pouring Fione - a gaze that might seem mighty strange to the lower freshman year.

Fione takes a big, deep breath once he wears a dagger on his hips.

And a thin, leaky breath to calm you down.

She pulled the AWR out of her sheath as usual.

I didn't fight from now on, so I just pulled it out, and it seemed like a weak breeze. That seemed to confirm the feeling rather than standing. Surprisingly for the dagger you pulled out, that's the magical formula engraved to fill your body.

She has now unleashed the magic that has built up like a ground from within all at once.

Shortly after, Ars' cheeks lifted slightly.

Because the exaltation that ran through Zokri and his whole body exceeded expectations even in the servant Ars. quality of magic, which coincides with lineage.

There was a new wave of magic swirling around Fione. Light inky transparent magic. The quality of magic has improved beyond comparison. That's enough to overshadow the impression of darkness.

Shade, negativity, resentment, death in darkness and shadow as darkness, a lineage that is prone to bring such negative images, but her it was close to night darkness, more to the darkness of the evening.

"Is it something so different?"

"No, it's not supposed to be this far. Even in that sense, they found a funny guy."

Opening his eyes, Loki shrugged as if the girl named Fione had changed. No, maybe this is her original, born quality.

Whether it was Ars or Loki, I'd never seen a dark lineage so beautiful.

But did the person in question get confused, the magic starts to mess up?

"Oh, um... this"

Fione, who looked strangely at AWR before shifting his gaze to Ars, raises questions about AWR. Haven't you been able to be objective, or even the wind Fione hasn't noticed yet about this amazing change.

"Oh, I added some magic ceremonies. It also guides from previous phylogenetic foundations to phylogenetic formulas. It's a little uncomfortable."

"... thank you"

Fione's eyes, which he sees as eating in, convey a fixed will. I guess she could barely understand the meaning of the jargon that Ars utters. Still, I felt Fione figured out in the sensory part - the real role of the reborn AWR.

Like myself, I felt like existence had been defined. This AWR even seemed concentric to me, not an ambiguous object of either kind.

Brush it every day, always beside you, buddy. Maybe I was attracted to two pairs of daggers because I couldn't be anything like myself. So I honestly was glad that AWR changed with myself as well.

Originally magic ceremonies are vertical carvings if they are straight swords. Of course, a lot of information can be sent uniformly in order to infuse magic without diffusion as a whole AWR.

Fione's AWR is treated as defective because it only carved the foundation. With regard to magic formulas that improve daily, in recent years there have been simplified formulas that incorporate the base formula directly into the phylogenetic formula, so only the base formula is actually a technique dating back several years.

It takes extra space to carve out the underlying formula and connect it from there to the phylogenetic formula. You can think of one extra item in the process until you make up the magic.

In other words, the width of Fione's dagger-shaped AWR is not as wide as adding a phylogenetic formula.

But just as Ars' AWR did, Ars knows both how to build into magic formulas and how to carve them deeply.

As a result, after a trial and error, her AWR was engraved with a magic formula without gaps.

"You're doing great. What do you want me to do? I'll deal with him a little bit."

"Ha, yes!! Please."

The magic broke off into a relaxed gap, but Fione lowered her head without a problem.

I guess I'm still not well acquainted with it because of the emotions and magic I've been practicing in rejecting. You probably don't know a single piece of dark lineage magic.

Still, Fione smiles bravely.

"Then" began the fine chick arm trial with Loki's signal at a distance. The training area is filled with silence and idleness and lights up the first black light.

Perhaps one end of budding talent is more rugged than everyone else and more heretical than anyone else. But what the girl reflected was a purer black glow than anyone else.