[Alien Ring] Wizard Princess - Turn Falling Girl Into The Most Powerful Demon Instructor

"... that, what are you doing?

A little more than enough since Yu and Tifa started training in caning.

After baking the morning's portion of bread, Ivan, who came to see how it was going, asks Almars a question in suspicion, passing through.

"I don't care if you ask me, but part of my training to be a wizard, let's just say"

"... I don't care what you think, it just seems like training per monk..."

Ivan throws up so much in a shape that even a bear could beat him to death, explaining what Yu told him as he did.

Yu and Tifa gradually pick up the pace of the meeting, just saying it wasn't something they learned about such outfield reactions and such.

Even so, what we're doing now is just training for defense.

If it's normal, even if it's training for defense, I would put in some offense for restraint, but in Tifa's case, I understand it's just useless to do offense or something, so I'm just thorough about preventing Yu from attacking.

For once he seems to be a wizard, Tifa has activated some of Light's magic and floats, but he just floats and doesn't move or bump it, so I don't know what that means beside him.

Besides, Yu has the usual muzzled and unfathomable look, and I don't think he's adding or subtracting that movement to his amateurs either.

As a result, it just looks like Yu is trying to unilaterally beat Tifa with a stick.

"Ugh!

One minute after Ivan came. After a while when the speed of the meeting has increased to such an extent that it is completely invisible to amateurs.

Shortly before the magic of the fifth light was complete, Yu's attack captured Tifa.

The look on Ivan's face as well as Almars becomes more rude to Tifa's appearance of a major disfigurement.

"Too distracted by the technique."

"Excuse me..."

"I was able to activate five, and that's not the end of it. Don't forget that."

"Yes! Another bottle, please!

"Oh."

Yu and Tifa start the meeting again after summing up their current failures without worrying at all about how Ivan and Almars are doing like that.

Ivan keeps an eye on the two people who continue to train too naturally, unable to find a gap to crack and enter.

Keeping the meeting that way, even more than enough.

After several rearrangements, Tifa finally succeeds in activating the fifth light.

but we don't finish the meeting right there, it takes about thirty seconds to slow down and move on to each other's residual setup to finish the meeting training.

"Mr. Yu, I finally did it!

"Oh, brilliant. But you can't just do it once. We need a minimum success rate that we can say is not poor to move on."

"Right. But how good does it look?

"It's a training exercise. If you continue to succeed five to six in a row for at least five days, it's hard to say you've got it."

"So that's your next goal."

"Don't be."

Yu presents his next tougher goal while praising Tifa quite a bit while exercising organizing.

Tifa responds oddly and delightfully to the goals presented by Yu.

There, Ivan finally interrupts.

"What were you doing?

"What, a workout?

Tifa returns to Ivan, questioning him with a ghostly shape, wondering about his neck.

My father's intention to ask questions is not pinned on Tifa, who no longer understands reason every day, but has done more unknown workouts, including firing squares.