Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Before the meal, Tesfir headed to his room once.

That's to get dressed. Getting to the dining table in this outfit is inconceivable if you think about it from the dress code in this house before your manipulation as a nobleman. There's nothing wrong with a rough outfit - unless this is the house of the noble Favel family.

Tesfir's room is behind the upstairs aisle...... That said, right up the central stairs is her room.

To the left there are some empty rooms for libraries, rooms used by squire chiefs, etc. There are about ten rooms on one side alone.

On the other hand, there are about five rooms on the right that have Tesfir rooms. Not because it's extremely small, but because she has more than five minutes of space in her room.

Tesfir, who opened the door, turned to the closet costume room without hesitation in such a room that she had to turn her neck.

In fact, even the college dorm room thinks narrowly compared to this one.

but co-living is still something fun and not as lonely as my room.

I wouldn't wear a dress in college first. I have a samurai, but I'm supposed to do everything myself in my mother's education policy. Because it is not a meeting or dinner party, it is suppressed to the extent that it can be worn even in critical mansions.

We head to the cafeteria early enough so that we don't hear a scratch and footsteps before the butler calls us to remind us.

Tesfir didn't know that conversations played out during meals.

But this time, Froze cuts it out and opens his mouth, whether it's in line with table manners or not.

"Fia, so how does this relate to someone named Loki, the head of the school year?"

Tesfir stops the fork, doesn't deny that he's not involved, as he decided in his own room that he's here after all, and naturally disguises himself as a less friendly body.

"I'm just in the same class as Mr. Loki,"

It would be wiser not to hide what you know if you look into it. I could strangle myself later.

"Oh, yeah. I wonder what the system of aptitude is."

Tesfir looked at her white-handed mother wondering how far she was going to step in.

But if this mother cares about it, most of it will be investigated.

"He seems to be good at thunder systems"

"That's unusual."

"Really? Sure, I don't have thunder students in the same grade."

When the crisp gaze shot Tesfir, I realized it was a lagging silence.

The lack of knowledge was damaging to Froze's mood, but I guess the place played its part.

Froze says in dismay that it is not a venue for reprimand.

"Fine, the lightning system has to replace magic with electrons. Just because you're fit doesn't mean you can wear it overnight… I don't care what you say, so I guess it's aptitude."

"Did you?"

Flose went on, no matter how overwhelmed the voice was.

"Fia, that's not why you're giving up."

I knew right away that this was about grade ranking. A cold thing tells me on my back.

"Yes, I will refine"

And I wonder who Loki is.

Tesfir remembers saying the same thing when Alice.

The phrase that follows this is aptly to bring forward a proposal that has no right of veto to "invite" for that reason.

When I'm about to give up half the time - the main dish is carried.

When I realized it was carried by Selva, I thought this butler was on Tesfir's side.

Flose can't be unaware of that either.

I can also tell from the fact that it was thrown up as a sigh. I smiled bitterly and thanked the attentive butler without speaking.

More than that, the two common elegant lips never opened apart from carrying soft meat into their mouths.

As I leave the dining room, I thank Selva with my eyes, who is opening the door for me.

No response. Something? Keep your eyes cool with your face.

After Tesfir left, Frose said that including a sip of wine,

"As usual."

It would be a ridiculous way to say that you are the same as a butler who always looks at each other.

Whether this butler notices its content or not, he smiles softly.

"Was it too distracting as it was a long time parent/child meal without water"

"Nothing good."

It's still sweet for my daughter, so I empty the glass all at once.

Returning to his chamber, Tesfir thrust as today's fatigue pushed over the river and fell straight into the covered bed.

Even taking off your clothes is a hassle, and throwing it away poignantly as you take it off on the bed.

You won't even be able to train today alone.

(He also said it wouldn't make sense if it wasn't for meaningful training, and you can include him tomorrow, today's minute...)

After obtaining the absolution mark, the lid begins to clog utterly as it sinks into the water. Tesphere today has no strength to resist it.

The next day, Tesphere thought her greatest anxiety had finally arrived.

The place is the back of the mansion, and that's an exercise area built just for Tesfir.

Not as good as the Academy's training grounds, but there are a few by application.

Having secured only a simple space, the exercise area is a place to master magic. This is where the Tesphere is now.

Other than that, there is a dojo for swordsmanship, and even a place to train yourself for what you envisioned to be in action in the military. I haven't used it much since it was too early.

A short distance from Tesfir, Froze and Selva watched.

On the front is an upright doll for smashing magic. Behind it lies a wall of affinity, which is exactly the same as what is used in the military rather than in the college.

A rectangle of about 50 m, with an AWR at its midpoint.

I never wonder why Tesfir has to do this.

Probably because it's already become routine.

Four months, my mother's words about wanting to see what she accomplished in college are convincing.

College admission was earned in the first place by Tesfir, the desire to live a student life with Alice.

Froze didn't feel the need to enter the college in the first place. It should have been a marginal place if nothing had been done.

Still, this tension and pioneering feelings end up being legitimate evaluations... no, because I know I only get spicy evaluations.

Tension more than at the time of the test.

Tesfir pulled the knife out of his sheath.

Crawl like magic flows and calm down to Shizuru.

…………

Both Froze and Selva watch silently for what has begun.

Tesfir switched the knife backwards and thrust it to the ground with momentum.

(Freeze)

A narrow path of ice ran from the pierced blade.

It was fast enough to get there. By the time Tesfir pulled out the knife, which she had finished chanting in her chest, the doll had been ice marinated to the side of her chest.

Tesfir's fingers then pass through the magical ceremony of his fullness.

Immediately when it glowed, ice crystals gathered at the tip of the blade, creating a huge ice mass with as much as a trunk.

"[Isicle Sword]"

Wave the sword at the same time as the magic name.

The surface of the ice cubes, which has no philosophy whatsoever, collapses and creates a great sword like a work of art.

Sophisticated magic manipulation was also reflected in the shaping. Not necessarily compared to when you start school, a sharp and graceful figure turns his cuttoe to the doll as he exhales cold air.

When Tesfir gave the instructions with the knife pointed at the doll, he stabbed the doll in an instant like it had been bounced.

Destroy the bottom from the frozen chest in pieces, and the safe upper part is blown high above.

"Phew."

Not that the tension was resolved, but a paragraph of deep breathing that this was over.

An unexpected applause honored Tesfir.

Whatever it is, it belongs to Selva.

"Brilliant, ma'am."

I can honestly say thank you without waiting for my mother's evaluation, so I just smile and answer.

"I'm surprised, Fia, that you were right to be in college."

It was Tesfir herself who was more surprised than Froze by this assessment.

That's why I didn't get the word out of my mouth right away.

"Ah... thank you, Mother"

"So, who did you unravel it to?"

The eyes of Froze, who was coaching in the army, could not be misled. I haven't been able to afford to fake it to Tesfir since the beginning.

"What..."

"Master Froze!!

It was Selva who raised his voice. It was because Froze's assessment didn't sound like a Tesfir effort.

"Selva, I'm not going to scorn Fia's efforts. It's so different, but..."

The gentle grin, which you wouldn't see first except in training, switched to military men's at the end.

"If we don't assume a real battle, we won't."

It was [Freeze] [Isicle Sword] both magic stories.

The results of the shapes and events have changed due to the experience of the person.

The unconsciousness that [Freeze] binds enemy movements and keeps anything off the ground makes the ground surface extra frozen, making [Isicle Sword] a sharp, streamlined object to amputate enemies, and the ratio is too long.

It's completely different from before school.

"I'm not saying that's bad. Ning Ro was going to teach you eventually, so it's true that I was surprised that it was already done."

"Excuse me."

Selva takes a step back and apologizes.

Froze, who answered by hand as if he didn't care, turned back to the Tesphere.

"Isn't that right, Fia? I think I can only teach Mr. Sisty about that college."

"... Yes"

I couldn't escape being coached.

"Are you sure Mr. Sisty did?

Tesfir denied the confirmation head-on... I did.

"No, the president is busy."

"That's right..."

While words that do not follow are to encourage Tesfir to bring an answer.

"Well... there was something I thought of in extracurricular classes... the..."

Yes, I found Tesfir with his mouth painful. Still, I couldn't spin any more words because I felt like it was a bad thing to talk from myself.

"Dear Flose,"

"... well fine. It's true that you've improved as a magician."

Selva's offering of a help boat has now ended without any further mention.

But Froze just put it on hold and hoists the edge of his mouth thinking he should be properly thanked. Of course I'm interested.

(I can't believe there are these crazy students in the college.)

Of course I just avoided mentioning it, then I pinched lunch, needless to say I worked in training until the sun went down.

Firmly and afterwards, training in Magic Grant will continue in your own room.

I could say I got through the difficulty of homecoming by taking it to the Tesphere.

... but the biggest shock is Tesfir's unexpected.

That happened...... what I was informed was the night of the fourth day after I returned home.

Until then, Tesfir had spent time working out but with a resting face.

After dinner that day.

I have been working in my room lately on my usual training with sticks, but my mother called me a little later this day.

The place is a study.

I had a bad feeling, it was up to my mother to decide that she hadn't given up yet, so it was a matter I didn't even want to think about for Tesfir, because she was pushing it in the corner of her head.

"Fia, pick one of these"

What was abruptly offered was leather material that was initially mountainous on the desk.

Pick one of the dozen pieces for Xu (Omoro) to open. The thickness is only on the cover and the contents are only on both open surfaces.

――――

A photograph is shown on one side. It emerged as a 3D screen at the same time as it opened. The other side contained surprisingly detailed information such as names.

"Mother!!

Yes, it was a pageant photo. I was prepared to marry early because I was noble. But the furthest thing Tesfir hated was not being able to pick the right person.

"You can't get married because you're already 15, but you'd better get engaged soon."

Poke it out as normal. Tesfir showed that my mother's face was the hardest at this time.

"But I'm more of a magician..."

Active, if I establish my status like my mother, I can also choose who to marry. I get blocked before I put it in my mouth.

"I was engaged to your father when I was about you, too. If you're going to be a magician, it's not too late to graduate and have kids."

I guess it's because I've been following that path myself. There was no stray at all.

"You'd still have a lot of money to deduct right now. That's why I chose a few."

Choosing from among the cards given to me by my mother is no different than not being able to choose for myself.

"Engagement…"

Suddenly, his business as a nobleman poked at him became a blade to slash himself in the Tesphere, stripping his fangs.

"Take a look."

The profile said so seemed to emphasize rank and rank as nobility. A good magic name is written and speculated to future rankings.

It also seemed clear at first, but gradually blurred and the letters began to move and seep.

When I was unable to read it, the potpourri and drops wet my profile.

It's not like I've never thought about marriage.

Still, I was still ahead of me, at least dreaming about how unfulfilled I was with the best person I could find.

I thought that must be happiness.

So this grief shouldn't go the way you want. It should only be a sincere wish.

I tell them that my mother did not confine herself to being a magician.

(No, no, no, no...)

The face you don't know with anyone shown is the same as the blank paper from the beginning.

The intolerable Tesfir flew out of the room to escape.

I don't remember putting down the material I had. Because I couldn't even keep an eye on it.