Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

"Oh, that's why I taught you the strongest person earlier. No!

"Couscous - Cyan pissed Rae off."

"Don't make fun of me at a time like this. Aren't you Rare?"

Because of the twins, the girl, called Rare to bewilderment, was changing her name. Still, Cyan sometimes cruises one way or the other.

Rare if your right eye isn't hiding in your forehead, Mere if your left eye isn't hiding. That's the only way to distinguish it. Still, Rae was more of a feminine language, and Mae had the image of a naive and thriving child in Cyan.

Still, by the looks of it, if the two crossed left and right, the two were two melons to the point of hanging out again.

"Because of me."

It was the complaining Mere who smiled a pranky smile, and she bends her mouth glossy as a couscous and child, too.

"You can't be kidding me. Meir."

"I'm kidding. It's rare, but no."

"I brought them here because they said they'd both be quiet. You know what?" Cian embarrassed them both from the standpoint. So it seemed unclear whether you would listen to me or not. The reply overlapping "Yes ~ I" has been postponed, and I can't tell if you really understood me.

First, Cyan turned to Ars without giving ears to the two teas in order to return the answer to the question to Ars.

"Excuse me. Let me take this opportunity to introduce you. These two are my sister Rare April and my sister Mere April. The two are not Balmes' highest power, but they are powerful enough to be in the top three at least. It ranks 120."

Everyone understands the extraneous meaning of choosing the word powerful, not the top three magicians. Balmes is small because of the number of magicians, but that still doesn't mean they don't have any double digits (double). I mean, including that, I guess their strength is no less than double digits.

Without waiting for a reaction from Ars, Cyan replenishes the arrow early. That was also an excuse for their appearance.

"I know a lot about my age in the military. We honored the will of Rae and Mere and made them soldiers."

It can also be inferred from his anxious look that it is not in keeping with Cyan's differences.

One way to solve these age problems is once Rae and Meir are also enrolled in the Fifth School of Magic in Balmes with Cyan. In his case, he simply deepens his findings as a place of study.

Though I have them flying with me to match Cyan's academic skills.

The only time they attend school is when Cyan, the Führer, attends from time to time. I'm sure it's combined with protection, and that's only available for a few days a month or so to count.

Rae has the same level of grades as Cyan, but Mae is not good at studying by the way, and it can be Cyan who takes care of her.

When Cyan is busy in politics, the two run around the outside world as if they were about to be able to play. Sometimes it was a mission, but there were verses where Rae and Meir used the outside world as a playground as if it was also a walk. Given the environment in which they grew up in the first place, I guess the outside world was still a garden.

Either way, when they brought up the ages, neither Ars nor Loki could have been recognized as military personnel by nature. I created a way out there called a special case because he/she was equipped with more power than adults.

Ars glanced at the complexion of everyone, including Chirali and the Führer. Again, they are all sinister faces, peeking at colors that do not speak to the voice but repel.

It's unusual, but it's not... that's all. The reason why the powerful have no adults or children is unknown if they know precisely the situation facing humanity.

First of all, I'm not imposing it, and it doesn't seem like I'm stirring up vengeance like Alpha's magician training program.

That was obvious even when I saw Cyan's face. Because it's obvious that while he's a boy, he doesn't want Rae and Meir to go out into the bottom line.

Did you anticipate the question that seems to come up in advance, Cyan goes on and on.

"The two magical information bodies, er, they say the underlying words are perfectly consistent, and they confuse rankings."

So despite the fact that there are two of them, there is only one ranking, I guess.

As for Ars, I'm more interested in this topic.

- Even with the twins, you don't see an example where the underlying words match exactly.

Modern machines, for example, basically refer to magic and seek to identify. From the point of view of magic information, it will be impossible to identify them. You recognize them as one.

It's probably an accidental event, but the probability of a basic word match would extend to astronomical figures.

"I will not mention the age prescribed by the military statute. I'm not in a position to mention it in the first place, because it's just ethically uninteresting."

Including his position and birth, Ars blocked Cyan's further explanation.

That is why the free will of the person is respected. Regardless, if your qualities as a magician are to the extent of a student at the School of Magic, you won't be able to accept them either. Now for past mistakes made by Alpha.

But to a child who had the ability not to fit into the normal frame, it's just a story of one more option. Throw yourself in the same environment as an adult, hear the frenzy on the battlefield that scatters life as trash, dance crazy - the army is tolerant only to some chosen ones.

"The situation is in each country. The only problem is whether to disturb order or not. Ars Regin, we can't stamp a recapture plan if you're not convinced."

Haorg, the soldier up, had pasted it so clearly on his face that there was no more to say.

"Can you hang out with him a little bit?

Like Garginis one day, he's just a face who tells Ars to give it a try.

It seems certain that not a few of the Führers here are interested in the two girls brought here by Cyan, the Führer of Balmes.

It's not because you're a child, it's a sitting nerve in your liver.

It was Ars' vision that Cicernia, next door to him, was distorting his mouth at this sight.

The air on the field changes and you may see one end of Ars' power reigning at the top of the single. It was propagating less anticipation and exaltation to everyone gathering in the Great Hall. If this were a single magician in each country, things would change a bit, but associations are each equal to each other in each country, a presence that protects their backs.

If you say so yourself, there's no reason to hide it. And it can't be.

"Al, I..."

Ars held Loki's shoulders together with her sigh as she tried to stand up immediately.

"You're good. I was ready for this... and you can hardly move in your outfit."

"But..."

"Because of this, if it's not about this, it won't even trigger me."

The end of the phrase was a rare whisper for Ars. Loki, who managed to hear it, puts a light delight on her cheek, drops her gaze and nods.

And Rae and Meir happily close each other's faces somewhere and hide their mouths with their hands.

"Hisohiso......"

"Hissohissohisso..."

"You're going to play, Meir."

"What shall we play for, Rare"

The two people who pronounced themselves "hissohisso," their voices weren't even whispered.

"Why is this happening... you shouldn't both be bothered"

Their eyes shimmer in total disregard of Cyan's advice and more. An innocent exaltation was seen as a sign of expression.

As for Ars, I would like someone to take his place if possible. and turned his face to the familiar single next door that would have the only potential for it. She should take good care of something.

"You like Letty, yeah."

"............... okay, Al. I have a preference, too. They're cute too... but they're totally stained."

"Huh, I guess"

"Ah! Loki seems different. It doesn't feel like it's shaking inside and out... so the inside and the magician really don't change a thing. Troubleshooting!

"Ha..."

He seemed to understand, and Loki replied vaguely to an abstract word he did not understand. Did that also touch Letty's harp line again, she smiles back.

Whatever it is, the word "stained" uttered by Letty speaks of the impression Ars has on both of us. It was as if the demonic world, called the outside world for them, was what caused the feeling that it was the inside.

But I don't care what you tell me to go out with you. What am I supposed to do here, such a troubled arrow tip.

Rae and Meir hold hands, bare the man in the facilitator as if he were even stepping, and rush to the front of Ars and Loki.

In a condition that seemed like a good friend of mine, Rae and Meir broke up and offered their hands.

"Go fuck yourself."

"It's nice."