Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Lunch break quickly passed, and the afternoon class had already begun, if you noticed. It means I was so focused that I couldn't hear the chime.

Without rushing, Ars turns to the classroom single-handedly with the thought of getting his hair pulled back.

By the time I arrived at the classroom on foot, which took plenty of time, the class was also in the fold. Even though it's for me, I have the good sense to keep people from getting annoyed.

He opened the door without making a sound and calmed his hips to the empty seat that caught his eye. Still, there are many who will notice if one person enters, and the gaze directed at Ars is so intimidating that they are likely to even hear a tongue pounding.

I take it with a tattoo attitude, but I don't know if I'm bored with Tesfir, but this sight flies with evil.

Already, the rankings of Tesfir and Alice are well known throughout the school.

That would be the case, too. The amazing order of four digits for freshmen is that they can expect the future.

The irresistible appearance of both of us calling ourselves beautiful girls will be even more applausive and a one-jump popular.

The Tesphere is elegant and beautiful, with wintry eyes creating an extra high level of character. My back is low, but it's giving me a peek at my adorability there.

Alice has a tender face full of charity, while her smooth stretching limbs are glossy and mature.

It would be a painting if you two were standing side by side.

If Ars could be seen to rival these two, it would be like turning everything in a school year against the enemy. What's more, it was like stroking a serious student even if he took one attitude to work on the class.

There's something from Ars that hasn't bothered you.

Ars is not tolerant enough to even care about students who want cause from others up to the motivation of the individual, nothing but snakefoot. That's what wasted effort is all about.

Ars does not know for what is said in the secret and shade. But I had to move if this were to get in the way of Ars' time.

Paper chips still went through the sides of Ars. Of course, it turned out to be.

If this were Tesfir's instructions, I would return the debt after school, but the Tesfir sitting on the other side was focused on eating into such conditions as not involving me. It doesn't look like I'm even pretending not to look. The glance desperately copies the letter of the display, which is fully reflected.

Although Alice is aware, it didn't get to the point of raising her voice.

This will only make things worse if we do it again. That's right. Ars isn't too fat to let things bump into him and interrupt his concentration. That's more of a flaw. Because we must always have a sense of acuteness in fighting as magicians.

Going on a mission to the outside world is not a first day trip. You have to sleep while enduring the fear of being attacked by demons, so much so that Ars is trained not to miss even hearing the sound of things.

So they are usurpers depriving Ars of his time.

Ars picks up the flying paper chips, chops them into a few pieces and circles them small.

Pass magic through as much garbage as bean grains on your palm.

Techniques to cover with magic are an initial step in the beginning, but there are many parts that rely on the senses, and it is hard to get ahead of them when they first snap. Still, once you wear it, it doesn't do that for things like forgetting it because it can be remembered as a feeling.

Ars also magic covers the paper scraps with just a gentle thought again. This has also been converted into a weapon. The feeling when covering is to recognize the object as part of your body. A magician can perceive the magic generated from his body. Therefore, there is a difference in level of practice, but you should be able to consciously move it to the body part. But if magic gets away from your body, it's hard to recognize it. The only thing that can be recognized is by a phenomenon embodied as a magical activation, but it is a magic reconstructed from magic through a magical formula. I have no doubt that magic goes through there, but it doesn't mean magic itself.

A thin piece of membrane strained. Play with your thumb so no one will notice when you grip them.

Bounced off the classroom wall and struck five students in the neck. A moment of frickin 'reflection makes us all stick to our desks all the same.

That's just a bean cannon. A little hardened scraps hit the base of his neck, so he could pass out. As a force, I put a knife in the back of my neck where my nerves are concentrated. No trauma. The evidence is just rounded paper scraps and nobody notices.

Even Alice, who was watching you, didn't seem to realize that she was just more relieved than she suspected that she had suddenly stopped.

And then Ars was able to have a meaningful two-minute after-school class. They still show no sign of waking up, but of course they haven't stopped to the roots of their breath.

When HR was also short, I finally woke up. They rubbed their eyes with a face that made them wonder why they had fallen asleep, but when they realized they had missed class, they still saw the height of their upliftment.

I'm not talking about improvement at the time I gave Ars a little something.

And whether this was routine or natural, the students who were supposed to encourage them to go home and practice voluntarily were gathered first under Tesphere and Alice. Leaky conversations are all about magic. Tesfir in class was the first honorable student to paint a picture of seriousness. That's not why, but I'm sure he's smart, too.

Of course, it's their character that attracts people.

More than that, ranking is a clear upward and downward relationship for them who aspire to be magicians. I exaggerate when I say I get wrapped up in long objects, but enough to think that I'm setting my goal to increase my ranking. Those who aspire to be magicians are structured to be tied to rank, so they may have no choice.

Neither of us forgot our plans for this aftermath today.

"I'm sorry. I have some business to attend to after this."

Tesfir gently put in a no, and Alice continued the same way.

"The two of us are called by our teachers, I'll see you tomorrow."

Tesfir prompts me with his gaze. Have you forgotten your powerful eyes, or do not run away again?

Teacher, there is not a single person who stops it because a good reason has emerged for being a teacher.

"Can't we just wait till it's over?

The woman who raised her voice so much has a magic fundamentals textbook in her hand. Small and adorable looks remind me of small animals, but only male students can do that.

Shouldn't we go ask the teachers directly? And Ars thought, but there's also a magician society peeking into his face. I guess the point is to get close to the promising girls in the future. Of course there are lines where we simply want to get along.

"I'm so sorry. I don't know how long it will take. I'm planning on getting this over with as soon as possible."

Contains thorny words, but only Ars and Alice realize that.

"I'll take some time after school tomorrow."

Tesphere graciously excused herself for such things as apologies and half the fillings that tomorrow would be.

The female student, with a full smile at the word, happily said "thank you" and held the bag.

Alice, let's go.

Alice nodded in a sigh of sigh looking restless all the time next door.

There's no way a student can rent out a training ground if they're supposed to.

So I guess that means special treatment only this time, so to speak of Ars. The upstairs part of the wide training ground is in the viewing seat, but there's nothing strange about the president watching how things are going so he can't be found in that corner, and he's not the in-laws I could tell you.

Even though you said you hid, you know a hundred things that Ars has noticed. In other words, consideration for the Tespheres not to notice.

And one more thing.

Some gaze I felt during the simulation. I mean, the president just said so.

"No way do you really think I'm gonna be a jerk"

I guess that means that the Favels are so powerful, even if they don't say so. Tesphere herself has shown enough rank to back it up.

Magic power and magic skills are not dependent on blood veins. A good magician's child is not always good again. And vice versa. Some talent may be inherited, and still having a good magician in your parents often provides you with an English talent education from an early age. The total amount of magic is different from the base. The better you are, the more rational it is to be able to tap into that know-how, so that the elite will probably be able to do without taste or talent.

"You kept me waiting."

Tesfir, dressed for training, comes in one hand with a knife.

Als is similarly already dressed. I don't even need to change if I'm supposed to. But it was expected that it would only be a waste of time if there was another stuffing.

You realize no one's around, Tesfir and Alice glance around and tip their little necks.

With all the actors in place by now, the president should have locked all the entrances and exits.

"It's so rare that no one's here."

Did you use it from time to time or did you overflow it?

"Fair enough. Let's get started."

This time it was not necessary to divide the training ground, so it could be used up to the full, but Ars decided it was not even necessary, and Tesfir also had another instant of visionary and derisive laughter at the consequences of crawling on the ground.

However, gradually the grin transformed into a grumpy one and raised the eyebrow root by raising the blue muscle. Tesfir's gaze is directed to the lowered position.

Blame me for seeing the booklet gripped in Ars' hand.

"What are you gonna do?"

"Never mind."

"and make a fool of people..."

Alice stands halfway between the two and takes a little distance.

"I have conditions before I start. If I win, don't interfere with me anymore."

"If I can win. Whatever you want, I can watch you study."

"No, I'm fine. So, what if you win?

"Of course I'll have you apologize."

"Okay."

I've already apologized once, but apparently it's a matter of good faith.

Alice's manipulation rattled the buzzer announcing a soaring start inside the wide training ground.

- At the same time, Tesfir ran in a straight line as he pulled out his knife. Physical skills alone are different from those of boys who competed in practical skills classes.

Ars rounds the brochure in his right hand and covers it with magic.

I have a guide to strength when evaluating magicians. One of them is AWR (Aura). AWR with strong implications as an auxiliary weapon, but the weapon uses rare minerals in the material without one exception. That is excellent at conducting magic. Conduction efficiency can be increased by mixing this with the core of the weapon. Writing magic formulas directly can also be an aid in exercising elusive magic.

Ars' bundle of paper is also covered with magic, but it is not impossible to pass through magic without AWR, it is only difficult to pass through. Since no magic formula has been engraved, it does not serve to assist in the exercise of magic.

It's called conduction, but this needs to be covered with magic, just like Ars did on paper scraps, but it also leads to increasing the strength of the weapon. With the precipitation and formation of the magic covered there, it is a guideline to measure some skill.

Nevertheless, it would be up to a triple-digit magician for this to be useful as a guide. A double-digit magician must be capable of perfect magic manipulation.

So in this case, it's still a four-digit tesphere to measure its skill.

I already checked when I was in a mock fight.

Tesfir's knife is pretty good just to say. But Tesfir's skill hasn't caught up with it yet. As it stands, the treasure is rotten.

The magic wrapped around the knife was to such an extent that it was better than other students. I guess the amount of magic is more than four digits. The magic that wraps you around is obviously surplus and distorted in shape.

If you are a double-digit magician, you can only see a small amount of magic with the minimum amount of magic you need... but the advantages of involving a lot of magic are only to the extent that it increases in strength. Conversely, it is like exposing immaturity because the sharpness drops. Because magic consumption is no more foolish than that, it is useless if you do not sharply enchant yourself with magic.

In the case of the tesphere, it even seems more like a blunt instrument to slap than to slash.

Even if it is AWR with a shapeless sword, it is useless in the outside world.

"Haaaaaa!!

Ars deliberately responded without avoiding the knife to be swung down from the upper section.

Shortly after the nit and cheeks lifted...

――――

Tesfir was stunned that the blade, which was supposed to shake off, was stopped along the way. The same goes for Alice, who sees it in a remote position.

Because the knife of the product was kinda accepted in the booklet. Without being able to scratch one of them.

Ars waited for a moment for Tesfir to return to me.

Tesfir must be punished for handling important materials. That's why the college brochure is just fine.

Recovering from the shock, Tesfir made a huge jump and took a distance.

"You're lying!!... That's not just paper!

"No, it's just paper. You got it, too. Give me the college brochure."

――

Ars spread out the brochure to show it. The college building is shown on the cover.

"Liar! It can't be prevented by a piece of paper."

"I've already prevented it."

There was force in my hand holding the knife to devour my teeth.

"Impossible. Shit!

No matter how much magic you wrap up on just paper, your endurance is limited, and you push it down even with a blunt instrument and a degenerate Tesfir sword. If only a magician had done it.

Even a bunch of paper that isn't even AWR is a tough business to convey magic. Every single one of these deviating technologies would have made Ars a single-digit (single) magician.

Soon Tesfir ran again as she pulled the knife.

But no matter how many times you wave the knife, it's all prevented by Ars' brochure.

And shake heavily upwards.

…………

There were so many gaps in Tesfir trying to wiggle in front of him even though he was in a melee.

I'm not long enough for Ars to take that.

――――

Bassin 'and Ars' brochures hit Tesfir's cheek in a grand way. The sound of tearing up the strained air echoes through the training area.

That's a heavy, cold blow like a blunt instrument, not paper.

Tesfir blew directly beside him and fell as he rolled down the ground. The red hair that was wrapped around the back is messy and drips to the ground.

"Fia!!

Alice raised her voice in defiance of Tesfir, who had finally stopped after rolling a few times.

It wasn't just the power of rounding the paper. Tesfir's weak body blew easily to such a force that it was also comparable to the demonic attack.

Alice, who was the only one on this scene to see in a third-party position, is convinced that what is now is not an attack by magic. Without chanting, there is no way the magic has flown.

Even so, the paper bundle was powerful enough to fly humans lightly.

I feel guilty for slapping a woman in the face, but that doesn't leave any scratches or marks because it also translates to all heart damage in the training area. Above all, there is no difference in power between men and women for those who aspire to be magicians. I wouldn't distinguish her because she's a woman, even if it's because she's relative to me as a magician.