6-Year Old Sage Wants to Tread in The Shadows ~Becoming the Ruler of Darkness and Training My Retainers I’ll Build the Strongest Country~

Return from the demonic realm.

Report to the King.

Preparations for the entrance ceremony and so on go by day by day.

Soon, the day of the Royal College entrance ceremony came.

For a year from today, I will be in F class at the lowest rank.

The lowest class also stands out as evil in another sense, so the middle C class was actually ideal...

I can't say I'm selfish because I submitted my brother's gradebook instead and got through the class breakdown.

After the admission ceremony at the gymnasium, we are sent to our respective classrooms.

I'm going to say goodbye here to my parents who were watching me in the parental seat.

"Come on, Eddie!

"If anything happens, tell me right away!

While my worried parents dropped me off, I also moved to the classroom.

The new first-year classroom is on the first floor of the new school building.

The moment I entered the classroom through the back door, I was moved.

In a room lined with small desks and chairs, gentle light comes down from a large window.

My generation and I sat down nervously and cheerfully. [M]

Is this a normal and peaceful life?

The scenery of yearning, which had no connection in the previous life, is now spreading before your eyes.

Master will not force you to train for your life or fight between your children until you know it.

The eyes of the boys and girls in this classroom were not rubbed at all.

I looked around the classroom carefully before looking for my seat. [M]

My seat is on the blackboard, and the back of the window is my seat. [M]

There was already a small girl sitting next door.

It is a kachusha with a large ribbon that holds the fluffy hair.

He laughed at me, so he kept his head down. [M]

She's a pretty girl with a bunny face.

While doing so, my teacher came into the classroom.

The F class teacher was a young woman named Elena Bonnet.

Sometimes it's short and small, and I get the impression that it's a little young.

Maybe he's a new American teacher.

A little wild long skirt with long, habitual hair.

I put on big glasses around my small face and it shifts every time I talk about whether there is a size or not.

Is this teacher okay...?

The students around me seem happy because of the impression of being relaxed and kind.

"Hah, everybody. I'll pay attention to it."

It took five minutes for the classroom to calm down.

Oh my God, don't be so thoughtful.

But anyway, the teacher managed to start his first class.

Let's do this lifestyle, let's cheer up the greeting, and such stories will be told in a soft tone.

"So, for the next year, let's work hard with our classmates to learn magic. Congratulations on your admission, ladies and gentlemen!

Teacher Elena smiled and waved the stick she had in her right hand.

Colorful petals dance in the classroom due to the teacher's magic.

"Wow...!

"Magic flower!? Wow!

The classmates stood up cheering with great joy.

Everyone jumps and crouches, reaching out to the falling petals.

I stand in my seat so that I don't float alone. [M]

"Ahhh!? I won't grab this flower!?

"Fufu. This is a magical flower."

Miss Elena is giving it back in a relaxed tone, but this is quite a magic trick.

I was chanting magic belonging to light.

If the petals had no substance, they would have created a phantom that gathered light, but they were so elaborate that it was impossible to tell.

Mm-hmm.

You don't think people depend on what they look like?

I have only been hired as a teacher at Royal School.

Immediately after that review...

"Now, gentlemen. It's about time to talk about seats... heh!?

The students must have been distracted.

Miss Elena screams briefly after stepping off the stage.

Watch out!

I caught up with the fallen teacher's body with wind magic. [M]

"Ah, oh...?

On the verge of a collision from his face, the teacher, caught by the wind cushion, woke up blinking his eyes.

"Sensei! Are you okay?!

"Yes, I'm sorry to surprise you all. But what the hell is going on..."

The teacher is scrambling through the classroom in surprise.

"Someone used magic to help me....?... no, that's impossible..."

After crushing himself, the teacher shook his head sideways confused.

It's impossible for a first-year student to manipulate wind magic so much, and it's difficult for an adult to aggressively activate magic.

Normally, I thought you wouldn't be in class F if you could do that.

Even so, I can't believe it keeps snapping.

Maybe it looks just like that.

Nevertheless, we need to be careful.

No matter how small the teacher is, he is powerful enough to play tricky magic.