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

(Wow, beautiful daughter......)

Lyella Milky Alsaid Bread (commonly known as Milky), a two-year magic student granted by the Alto School of Magic, holds that sentiment when she sees Tifa stretching her spine and tattering Rin.

The day of the Advancement Ceremony. Granted magic students who moved into their discipline classrooms at the end of the ceremony stared far-flung at the little girl who came in at the flying class.

Tifa, who had already completed the elementary course, planned to advance to the fourth year of elementary studies as usual, partly in relation to the curriculum.

However, based on the fact that the majority of those curricula were digestible through self-study by Tifa, and that the training with Yu met too many conditions, it was decided in the middle of spring break to let them fly into specialized courses.

"... no, I didn't think the one smaller than Milky would come in..."

"... what does that mean?

"It means exactly what it means."

"... I'm sorry, you look like a kid"

One older, corruption-edged childhood friend, Milky, who is about to be unexpectedly muddled by Lloyd McLayer's words and calms his mind with a deep breath, remembering Tifa's presence.

Junior, that's also supposed to be a whispering pride making business of not wanting to do too much naughty things in front of girls later in the second grade.

Even if I don't, I can often be mistaken for a primary school because of my height that doesn't reach a hundred and forty centimeters and my toddler shape that isn't at all crisp, but if I can make a scene here, they'll look more childish.

As a matter of fact, Tifa has a good grasp of a series of interactions, but sometimes the distances are apart, and the Milkies don't realize that.

For the record, Tifa and Milky are the only students in the granting magic department who are cutting a hundred and forty centimeters tall, including those who have advanced this year.

"Nevertheless, the flying class itself is rare, but I didn't expect such a genius to come to our discipline..."

"Hey......"

"Granting Magic Department is plain and unpopular instead of difficult..."

Lloyd and Milky's conversation will be joined by other granting magic students.

When Tifa, who was sneaking up on the story, tried to remember and look back and confirm her interest in the word 'plain and unpopular', Kenny Farm, the chief teacher of the granting magic department, came into the classroom in good time.

With the teacher coming into the classroom, the students rushing to take their seats.

For the record, seats are basically free and the granting magic department has an unnatural space around Tifa because of the small number of people compared to the size of the classroom.

"Three of us this year, that's rare."

Because I basically know the students face-to-face, and Kenny, who omits to say hello and counts the number of freshmen, looks a little surprised.

Alto Magic College only brings the elite together, and students only have one class a school year or two in many years.

The number of people in a class is also about thirty in a large class, with an average of around twenty.

Because of this, the number of teachers is not so large, and teachers and students are bound to meet each other face-to-face, coupled with a system that carries around classes in their areas of expertise.

Tifa accidentally gave me an uneasy look on Kenny's words, 'A lot this year'.

Kenny looks over at it and tells Tifa the story.

"Mmm? What's up, Baker?

"Uh, um, can I ask you a few rude questions?

Oh, I don't mind.

"Are there usually that few students who have entered the Department of Granted Magic that rarely this year?

"Oh. The one called Grant Magic is not very popular among wizards. I haven't been insulted, but it's just plain hard anyway. It's not uncommon to have two classes of thirty and not one."

To Tifa's doubts, Kenny explains in a floating manner.

But Tifa, uncomfortable with Kenny's explanation, keeps asking questions with her neck hanging.

"Um, I know it's hard, but why isn't it popular when it's plain?

"Well, I don't know what I'm doing from the side, because I'm more appreciative of flashy, easy to understand attack magic, defensive magic, and healing magic that's directly linked to life than plain grant magic."

"But whatever the healing and defensive magic is, attack magic isn't much use for anything other than combat, is it? Even if it's flashy and easy to understand, it doesn't seem very worthwhile if it's used less..."

"Oh. But when I'm young, I often get around to thinking that much. Besides, if you can tell the story around it, it would be enough to use Grant Magic and basic Enchant Weapon or Physical Enchant"

In response to Tifa's question, Kenny lightly points out so.

Actually, if you can use Enchant Weapon properly, you can do quite a lot of things, such as temporarily amplify the strength of the tool with its application. Unless you make magic props or use advanced grant magic, you don't really need to move on to a specialized course.

Besides, whether it's a magic prop making, something as simple as a fridge can be made without having to learn it in the Department of Granting Magic.

If you want to be more precise, the art of making magic tools is advancing until you can make it without having to learn it professionally in the Department of Granting Magic.

Tifa doesn't know that much, but she understands that as long as she has a clear foundation, she can do a lot of things.

For that reason, there was a part of me that was no longer convinced of Kenny's point, and I couldn't come up with a good objection to Tifa in the end.

"The unreasonable part around it will come true sometime. For now, just think of it as something like that."

"Yes."

"We will now explain the lecture content and schedule for the current year. Regardless, just so you know that this is only planned and depending on the circumstances, the dates and lectures may also be changed without notice."

Unacceptable but where Tifa is convinced, Kenny begins explaining the curriculum.

Hearing that explanation, for now, Tifa thinks in a corner of her head to ask at Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion about the sprouts I thought about.

It was a group of milkies and seniors watching Tifa like that with a look somewhere to be missed.

"Heh. Tifa, I went to the Grant Magic Department."

"Yes."

That evening.

In contrast to the deep red lily that had just returned from a few days of work, Tifa was talking about today's events in conjunction with her path.

"I think it's suitable when it comes to having great magic, but again, why grant magic? You couldn't have done it with attack magic or something like that?

"Attack magic is still too powerful, so I thought I wouldn't have to bother to specialize and learn it. Mr. Yu and Dr. Riera had the same opinion."

"Ahhh..."

To Tifa's answer, Eines speaks up in convincing.

As a person who knows the magical power of Tifa, I am not willing to deny the opinion that there is no need for more than intermediate attack magic that is even pursuing power and magic efficiency in exchange for control difficulty.

What Tifa needs is magic that is easy to do with scale control, and not magically efficient if it's wrong.

"What about summoning magic?

"Don't say such a scary thing!

Tifa tells Marietta's question with a full body spirit.

On that sword screen, the other adventurers as well as the inquired Marietta round their eyes.

"Uh, why deny it so fully?

"Because if I use subpoena magic, I don't know what the hell to call it!

If you do poorly, inadvertently summon the demon god around to the earth of death, oh my god...!

Adventurers who unexpectedly agree with Tifa's soulful words that it seems possible.

In fact, it's just out of control, and the very technology of summoning demon gods is establishing. Because of this, a small percentage of the demonic disaster is caused by the summons of the demonic god by man.

Tifa's words are not exaggerated.

"If there's enough firepower, what about the recovery system?

"I'm hoping to learn in full one of these days, but I guess I'd better start by working out how to handle magic with grant magic,"

"Can you work out how to treat magic with grant magic?

"I can only tell the theoretical and technical parts to the extent that they can be taught in elementary school, but from what I felt before when I put Elder Enchanted Weapon on Mr. Yu's sword in" The Fallen Ruins, "I felt like maybe it would be more of a workout than a whole year of attacking magic."

"I see."

Marietta hears Tifa's answer to her own question and is convinced by Tifa's very idea of whether she is.

However, regardless of the degree of magic taught in the elementary course, Marietta can be completely accomplished in the specialized course, even if it is inez, she only knows about magic as far as intermediate, and only knows the theory to the extent that it is simply usable.

So I turn my gaze to ask Fina, a member of the deep red lily and wizard, if that is really the right way to think.

Having received her gaze, Fina sipped a cup of tea before mouthing her opinion.

"One way or another, it's the magic of the granting system that I'm sure will work out the control of magic before I learn it, but in Tifa's case, that might be fine"

"Really?

"Yeah. I'm sure control is also the biggest reason because advanced grant magic can be depleted before activation if you use wasted magic when you're a normal person. Besides, there are places like control training when the grant system is able to secure just enough magic to activate it."

"It is."

"Yeah, that's why there are so many frustrators."

In Fina's explanation, Tifa gives a look like she perceived something.

Marietta, who was impressed with stories of magical relationships she usually had no ties to, speaks up when she realizes how that Tifa was doing.

"Something, eye-to-eye, looks like, but have you found anything tiffy?

"Oh, actually..."

Asked by Marietta, Tifa explains the interaction that was the college today.

A member of the deep red lily who hears that explanation and understands a lot.

Perhaps the lack of life experience has led to Tifa's wit and good conjecture behind her back.

"Honestly, I'm a migrating group from another continent, so I don't know the Alto Magic School curriculum, but you still know what it's like to be a regular apprentice to grant magic."

"After all, is the magic harsh?

"There will be that, but a normal apprentice basically likes something easy to understand. So it's natural that you want to go to healing magic that you can appreciate, such as attack magic that makes your growth easier to understand and looks flashy, rather than granting magic that is plain and hard to understand results on top of difficulty."

"Is that what it is?

"Yeah. Tiffa. 'Cause if the distance and time you could run from when you started training and now were almost the same, you couldn't keep running in until you got used to it, could you?

"Ah..."

Tifa is told by Fina and finally understands what it means.

Indeed, when I was about the second week of training, my heart was about to be broken by physical spiciness. But I didn't have to be frustrated because I realized I could run longer than I could see. Perhaps without that experience, we would not have been able to get through the period when we were stuck in the perception of our minds.

It is also a convincing story that granting magic will be hated if Tifa replaces the distance and time she can run for herself with the handling of magic and the scale and difficulty of magic.

"Especially boys who like something brainy or flashy and destructive."

To Finna and Tifa's story, Karen, who brought her share of tea after helping with the planting, says that and mixes it up with the story.

"Oh, there's that."

"A lot of people don't really think about defending or working together."

"If you stab me in the face, I wonder if there's a trend like that."

Eines is in tune with Karen's words and follows Marietta and Fina all the time saying they are in trouble too.

It is striking that the male adventurers, who seem to remember a lot of things in the words, have a very unexpected look on their face.

Most of all, with a similar look on the part of a small percentage of female adventurers, I guess there are things that come to mind around them, such as collaboration or stopping stabbing.

Afterwards, there are apprenticeships and rushing faces of Karen and Deep Red Lily, and Tifa's intriguing questioning of the ancient wounds of the past makes the adventurers boring.

Sometimes, the suicide bombing seemed appropriate around the bitter faces of the people I told you about.

In the meantime, Yu, who was doing the request alone, returns with the dismantled meat.

"... you have a strange vibe."

"Ah. Welcome back, Mr. Yu"

Karen greets Yu with a bright voice, who then seems to wonder about the number of stuffy adventurers.

To that appearance, apparently it's no big deal, Yu puts the smaller of the bags with meat on the counter and gives it to Karen.

"This is today's achievement. Be careful, it's heavy."

"Yes, there's always a lot more of yours in there today..."

Karen mouths like that as she tries to lift the bag on the counter as usual, looking at Yu twice without thinking of its weight.

Take Karen's questionable gaze and explain the breakdown.

"I ran into Devil Buffalo when I finished looking for the requested daemon. It's got sirloins in it."

"Uh, why just sirloin separate frames? I mean, how many kilometers exactly are in there?

"Devil Buffalo's sirloin has an unusually poor effect on preservation magic. If I put it through the fire, my feet would be quick, so I wanted to handle everything by the end of the day if I could."

"The preservation magic doesn't work well, I know, but can't it be frozen?

"Oh. It seems that the causes and processes of decay are different from those of other parts or ordinary meat. Normally it rots frozen."

"It is. I didn't know that."

"Well, if it wasn't actually what you handled, it wouldn't be weird if you didn't know. In the meantime, only this sirloin is impossible to mature meat because if you put it through the fire, it will start to rot without two days."

Karen nods with a serious look at Yu's words, needless to say.

Monster meat has this irrational nature from time to time, so any information from known humans can lead to catastrophe if you don't listen closely.

"Well, that's why I wanted you to do the processing as soon as possible, so I split it it into different bags. The contents, right? Probably about 50 kilos?

"That's not the weight I can carry!"

"Mm, speaking of which, is it? Sorry."

"I mean, the volume of the bag and the amount in it are clearly not commensurate ~!"

"I used impromptu volume expansion. If we don't, we won't be able to bring back all the meat."

Adventurers who turn a blind eye to Yu, who, as usual, say insane things, don't know how many times it will be.

Devil Buffalo, as its name suggests, is a giant bovine-shaped daemon species.

Unlike Lesser Demons, ordinary weapons do no damage at all, and they are also troublesome monsters who use a variety of attack and disability magic without chanting while making the same move as Buffalo.

The skill is the assault after sealing the movement with a bind, and when they do this, humans are barely small dragon species or single.

Yu to the point of hunting such a mighty enemy upon request, so it can be done, but neither the fact that he is returning with all the meat of a cow over three metres in length on average, nor the deliberate use of impromptu capacity expansion magic for this purpose, clearly, does not exist in the common sense of the adventurers.

"... well, you can bring home a whole cow..."

"By volume, about 20% can be used for cooking and ingredients. Even if it was edible, the sirloin was eating more than half of it at the time it was finished, and there were other areas where it was useless, so throw it away around and it's not a lot of weight."

"Even though it's not a big weight, I figured it'd be in tons?

"We have to carry two tons or so lightly, in many ways, don't we talk about it?

What are you talking about? This guy, Aines throwing a spoon at Yu, who once said something absurd with the look on his face. In the meantime, the sirloin is transported to the kitchen by the hands of an adventurer who was nearby.

It should be noted that it is only here that the adventurer who carried the meat at that time said that the actual weight probably exceeded seventy while eating the steak later.

"So, as for the other meat to be transported to the reservoir, do you think you can put away the skins you haven't smoothed? It's a lot more than it was when Alto Bear was specific."

"Ahhh, what shall I do? Now the material storage area is about to be filled..."

"Really?

"Yeah. Yesterday and brought in a lot. You haven't finished transporting it to the craftsman yet."

"I see. Is the reservoir better?

"It's okay over there. I can't buy any other meat for a while, but I think I'm gonna have to go all the way in."

"Right. Then we'll devise and position it wherever possible so that we can afford it as much as possible. Is the skin…, properly divided into bags with the contents"

Yu to consult with Karen to draw conclusions and sort them into the vault.

Karen, who saw it, confirms one just in case.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Yu. What's wrong with Motsu?

"I washed the edible part thoroughly and then let it go through the water while it was being dismantled. I'm sure it's not a proper treatment, so I still need to take a look, but it won't rot any time soon."

"That'll help."

"If this makes even a good stewed mochi, that's fine"

Tell him that much, and Yu carries a big bag into an underground reservoir, feeling like he knows on his own.

Note that the underground reservoir is a so-called refrigerator, which can be combined with light preservation magic to preserve even meat while maintaining quality for more than a month.

Behind the reservoir there is also a door to the freezer, which is to be used separately depending on the type of ingredients and the treatment.

It is a must for adventurers' liquor stores, where large quantities of materials and ingredients are brought in as a result of hunting and requests.

Similar facilities include a material storage area, which is located near the back entrance of the inn for convenience of transportation.

"Nevertheless, the sirloin is fifty kilometers to…"

"Fifty kilos is heavier than my weight!

"Ah, right... I mean, if you think about it, blah, blah, blah. It's heavier than me."

Eines sneaks up on his flank to gag at that exchange between Tifa and Karen.

Talking in the first place, Karen, who is either shorter and has hardly any fat other than the specific area where you want more muscle and meat than you need to be, or Tifa, who is currently in the process of growing up, is in itself pointless, even though she is an adventurer, Aines. As a maiden, there was an urgent need to take action against the overly fuzzy flank.

For the record, compared to Tifa's weight when she came to Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion, this time the sirloin will be for more than two Tifas.

Even based on the fact that Tifa was exceptionally light at the time, it would be a considerable amount of meat weighing two children.

"I'll have to leave it to your father to figure out how to handle it, but maybe today's main choice is no choice, at least two hundred grams of sirloin steak..."

"Two hundred grams, is it..."

"Well, I'll take care of Tifa around there just fine, but no one else..."

That's what Karen says as she lowers her eyebrows as she troubled Tifa, who is obviously anxious about the excess volume.

It should be noted that the epitome that is not taken into account in this case is some fairy species whose diet is racially thin for meat, including elves. No matter how thin the food is, I eat dried meat and so on properly during my adventures, so I would normally eat about two hundred grams of steak.

Others, middle-aged adventurers whose retirement is in perspective, and women adventurers who are somewhat concerned about luxury, including Eynes, are also the ones who will be asked to work hard.

"... I thought I heard some very noisy words like over two hundred grams of sirloin steak..."

"Ah. Welcome back, Mr. Bertilde"

Karen, who had identified the adventurer who was now there, greets lightly Bertilde, who is back.

Behind it, Bashram looks surprised by the strange air.

"So, what's all this fuss about?

"Mr. Yu has been tailoring Devil Buffalo to see how he spends his sirloin."

"... that's important..."

"Yeah. Regardless of the other areas, the sirloin has to be eaten up all at once because of its fast feet, but since Mr. Yu is getting tailored, there are fifty kilos..."

"… so, at least two hundred grams per head…"

"Yeah. Truth be told, a man wants a kilo, a woman wants five hundred grams to be a norm, because I can't eat that much myself ~..."

That's what I said, and Karen sighs all the time that I'm in trouble.

There seems to be some frustration with having to deal with good meat so much.

Anyway, Devil Buffalo meat is synonymous with the finest meat alongside Meat Devil, of which rare sirloins.

Having to push that this way would be a fact that I don't really want to tolerate as a person who is in business and has a culinary heart.

It should be noted that Karen herself did not know why Devil Buffalo's sirloin was nearly two quets higher than the rest of the same Devil Buffalo until Yu taught her today.

"If it was an earlier time or a later time like dinner was over, I could even use my hand at bringing it into the restaurant district and selling it..."

"Well, it's a little tough now..."

"That's right..."

Karen nods to Bashram's words with the feeling that it's a waste.

If you bring it into the restaurant district and sell it, in some cases it will only give you more than a week's worth of sales for Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion, and there is a strong part of sorry for Yu for bringing it in.

"So you're a stomach that eats all fifty kilos just today?

"Isn't that just impossible? Because there are quite a few people who can eat more than a kilo, but there are also many people who are just as tough as two hundred grams, and there are other dishes that have already been made."

"Well, yeah."

About a hundred adventurers enter and leave the Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion. Thirty percent of them are adventurers in and out, and even for the remaining seventy percent, it's a good half to get together at a time, especially on a day of nothing.

Trying to eat out all fifty kilos of steak is enough even for the norm of the many that Karen gave up.

It was a bashrum that I was going to lightly pinch something by dinner, but I would listen to that norm and give up.

Unfortunately, after forty years, he would eat half a hundred and fifty good places because the limit would be about five hundred, even if he focused exclusively on meat except chopsticks, and if he didn't eat vegetables, bread, etc., he would get sick the next day.

As a result, mid-sized adventurers are currently deciding to sneak up on who eats the most, and may be changing seats between people who participate and those who don't. Apparently, they're going to taste all the fine ingredients that they don't usually have a chance to get to the bone marrow.

Also, when they force high steak meat for dinner, the runaway adventurers seem anxious about the contents of tomorrow's wallet in the seat at the end.

Sometimes Yu comes to tailor an unusually high ingredient, and generally they can offer it at an unaffordable price, but when it becomes as rare as this one, you won't seem to be anxious that it's not always the way it is.

"... sorry, Karen. We're going to need to sell the meat early tomorrow."

There, Yu, the culprit, returns with a rare and very troubled face.

Sigh loudly at the content of that word, Karen.

As a matter of fact, there was anxiety at the time of the fifty kilometers of sirloin, so there is no surprise in Yu's words.

but there's a lot of luxury meat, which means more payments for yu too, so it's going to be hard to make money flow.

"So Yu, it's the amount of meat and ingredients I buy..."

"We won't have to rush it because we won't be able to assess it right away at dinner. but you do. If you can be selfish, no sirloin buyout costs, so offer me a cheap dinner today for that."

"What? Is that okay?

"Oh. Even though it's a legitimate reward for my job, I also force myself to eat what I've hunted and brought in and take my money..."

"Ahhh..."

To Yu's words, Karen is convinced that so too.

The gaze was directed at the runaways who were anxious at the corner.

"Guys ~! Today's meat is Yu's generous and usual set menu price, so don't hesitate to eat a lot!!"

"" "Oh, I did it -!!" "

Adventurers from all over the store hail Karen's declaration.

Yu sits next to Tifa as she hears it behind her back.

"Tifa. It's one challenge with grant magic"

"Issue, is it?

"Oh. I've been sourcing a lot of material for a request today, so use that to create an activator for control"

In Yu's words, Aines and Fina, who make faces that

Activator is a tool that makes wizard magic easier to use, including the so-called wizard wand.

Making it yourself is fundamental in a way as a wizard, but somehow I couldn't think of any of the parties involved, either because it's too basic, or because it's common to do control training without relying on the activator during an apprenticeship.

"Activator, is it?

"Oh. There's something about the wand that Tifa usually wields."

"Uh... this wand, I've never passed magic when activating magic or anything, is it easier to control magic?

"It's not through magic, so it doesn't affect magic activation, does it?

Yu turns to Aines and Fina for confirmation while answering Tifa's question that way with his neck hanging.

Eines and Fina nodding and showing in Yu's gaze.

"Well, I think Tiffa's right about not imitating magic with her activator."

"Activators just make magic loss, even if they flush more magic than is allowed, and when they flush too much magic, they explode. It's a low tolerance one for that wand apprenticeship, and if Tifa magically flushes it, she'll blow it up lightly, won't she?

"Speaking of which, Dr. Riera told me not to let magic run over my wand, even by mistake!

"Hmm..."

To the words of Eines and Fina, Tifa explains the instruction she received from Riera.

Yu heard about it, but I think about something.

"I don't specialize in that area. I can't coach you on this matter. I'm sorry, but you have to teach me at school tomorrow."

"Okay!

"After that, we plan to modify the direction of the workout based on stories about activator making and practical training in imparted magic. You won't have much guidance today on your first day anyway, so tell me what you've learned from tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Tifa answers Yu's words with strange pleasure. On second thought, this was the first time Yu threw Tifa's instruction round the college.

There, your grandfather brings the food.

"Again. First, I've baked about 300 grams for Mr. Yu and 100 grams for Tifa, so if it's not enough, change it. Because it's the best part."

"Oh. Let me give it a good taste"

"Karen, take the food."

"Ha ~ i"

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry, but let me just say that today there's only one kind of menu, and all you can choose is the amount of meat. Instead, meat is free."

I get cheers from all over the store for your words and the smell of meat that buzzes my appetite without question.

Thus, this day's dinner at the Reiki Ancient Coin Pavilion will endlessly be recounted as the legendary super-premium steak fair.

And the next day.

"Now, before we get into the full grant magic lecture, we have to sort out this year's freshman year first."

Kenny tells them to look out for students who can't reach a total of twenty, including fifth graders and the Higher Department, and record their absence.

Listen to that, I don't know what that means. Granted magic freshman including Tifa with the neck.

Kenny, on the other hand, doesn't even look particularly concerned, but looks at the roster and quickly decides on the allocation.

"Right. Baker is in the first squad. Meal's in three squads, Moon's in four."

Seniors belonging to the nominated squad approach the freshmen who are confused when they listen to Kenny's instructions.

"Uh, you know what?

"Ah. Don't worry, I know it's sudden and hard to understand, so don't worry."

"We were like that in a year."

Lloyd and Milky, students of the nominated squad, speak to Tifa, who is suddenly bewildered by his approaching senior, to reassure him with a look that feels like 'I know, I know'.

"Once I introduce myself, I'm Lloyd McLayer. Third Grade"

"I'm Riera Milky Alsaid Bread. Sophomore year."

"Oh, it's Tifa Baker.... Um, Senior Bred"

"Milky is fine. There are students in other disciplines named Alsaid and Bread."

Milkie tells Tifa, who has called her by name as a snack, that's probably what she tells Tifa as she blows the senior wind.

Lloyd instantly jerks off at Milky like that.

"I used to say I didn't like the name Milky like a sweet treat, and I rubbed it with my uncle and aunt."

"Shut up!"

Milky accidentally slaps his elbow in with all his might against Lloyd, who runs extra in front of his junior year.

It's basically not a great deal of power because the tiny, powerless milky you're looking at is a blow you let loose, especially if you don't weigh in.

but Lloyd, who knows how to mess with me over the years, makes me feel deliberately painful to exaggerate here.

"Oh, say no!!"

"... uh, um..."

"You better watch out for Baker, too. This guy's blindfolded or something, so he's going to act violent right away."

"I'm sure it's because you always say extra things!

Lloyd made fun of me and I just have to glance at Milky with a bright red face and argue so.

It's a matter of being in front of Tifa and what I was told, so I can somehow get another blow in.

Otherwise around putting in another blow, Milky is also hard to forgive.

It's an exchange because the other guy is a long-time dating Lloyd and he understands that his blow hasn't worked much, but naturally Tifa is almost no different than the first time he's met.

At best, I'm just realizing from my previous experience that Milky's blow will do little damage.

If I say so, I am assuming from the fact that Lloyd is doing it deliberately, but at the same time as introducing himself, it feels like it would be difficult to be shown such a twist.

"Wow, I don't care who he is in the first place!

"See you later, I'm just working on the outside, right?"

"Unlike you, I just know the least bit of courtesy!

Humph and ring one nose, Milky pointing the suggested eye at Lloyd.

Keep saying, 'I'm a common sense man harmless to humans and animals ~', but keep saying what you say.

"By and large, even though you don't know one thing about them, you don't usually react to violent behavior or anything in person for the first time. If you do that, it's too dangerous. It's not like you're saying you're just a fool."

Lloyd, anticipating the attitude and the words of the chase, pokes with a grin.

"Or something like that, and you just wanted to show your juniors where they look older?

"Oh, that's not true! Nothing. I don't want to be bothered by a very pretty, pretty junior...... or something! As a person! Minimum! I'm just being polite!

Milkie screams that there is so much to be done, both conscious of being put on the Lloyd and unexpectedly falling to speak with momentum.

It's a pretty noisy exchange, but because it's the usual thing, I'm impressed everyone is flatly ignoring it except for the new freshman year.

"So, I heard something earlier. I was trying, what could it be?

When Tifa is confused, Milky returns to the conversation, taking a deep breath in the meantime to calm her down.

Exactly because I don't have enough time to mess with Milky any more, and now Lloyd won't say anything extra.

"Uh, you know, Senior Milky, maybe with Dr. Riera..."

"Oh, I knew you noticed? As you can see, I'm the Dean's relative."

"Milky's old lady is Dr. Riera's sister."

"I was born with a lot more magic than people, so my aunt gladly gave me the name of Dean."

A familiar question means that Milky answers Tifa's question that lightly.

Riera's maiden name is Arseid, and even now, more than thirty years after she married and became the Foster surname, few people still call her Riera Arseid.

If you ask Milky for his full name, it wouldn't be otherwise strange to doubt any relationship.

It actually has something to do with it, and so far I haven't been particularly compared to excessive expectations or liera, so there doesn't seem to be anything I particularly think about being asked there.

"But there are so many misunderstandings that they only call me Milky every day. Luckily for a time a similarly-named treat was popular and I was teased."

"I'm messing with you because I know that. You have a pretty bad personality..."

"Yeah, I'm aware of that"

Sometimes the cat I was just jerked off and wore took it off, Milky interacting like that and showing it to his Lloyd opponent in a carefree way.

Unlike when I was jerked off in my introduction earlier now, where I didn't look overly angry or aggressive, the cat I was wearing seemed quite strained in a way that was unconscious to Milky himself.

I guess this is what you say about being close enough to fight when you see how those two are doing, I guess Tifa.

It's an exchange where Karen, members of the deep red lily, etc. are likely to make a lot of evil pushes and yellow voices if they see it, but unfortunately Tifa is anyway oblivious to that part.

Happy or unhappy, no more fuel was thrown at Milky and Lloyd.

"So, the other question is, you mean squad division, right?

"Yes."

"As you can see, our disciplines are small, so we can't imitate making squads every school year."

"But since Grant Magic is basically a different kind of danger than Attack Magic or something, it can lead to catastrophe if you don't do practical skills and research in a system that several people can follow together."

"Oh, so we can split into senior squads?"

That's what I'm talking about.

"I wish I could explain it around there on the first day, but I don't know if it's on purpose, but every year Dr. Kenny does a squad division on the first day the lecture starts."

Tifa agrees with Milky and Lloyd's description.

On second thought, quite a few dangerous reactions were also taking place when I used Elder Enchant Weapon.

Until you are properly proficient, using high-level grant magic on your own seems like a dangerous act.

"So are the only members of this squad Seniors Milky and McLayer?

"I'm good with Lloyd too."

"Oh, then call me Tifa, too"

"Copy that. So, that's the question, there were two more last year. It's just that one of us was originally in fifth grade, so we decided we wouldn't be graduating in March, but the other one's a little bit."

"Is something wrong?

"I made a special mistake with my late final exam skills, and I can barely use my magic."

"Fortunately, I had enough magic left to make about a refrigerator, so technically I didn't have any trouble getting a job, but it just made it harder for me to stay here, so I dropped out."

"... somehow, you dropped out a lot last year"

"... if you ask me, maybe so"

"One at a time in the Department of Combat Magic and the Department of Summoning Magic, they're dropping out because of a level of injury they can't return to."

"The therapeutic magic kid is suspended, but he's using too much magic to treat the seriously injured, and a few of them are suffering from depletion of magic."

"Wasn't last year a bad year for the College...?

To Tifa's words while clouding his expression a little, Lloyd remembers the number of dropouts and suspended scholars last year and unexpectedly looks far away at the number.

Milky is also looking for words with a somewhat sinking face to see just what he thinks.

The two didn't touch Tifa with consideration, but there are dead people in teachers last year as well.

Not in Lloyd's words, but let's just say last year was definitely a bad year for the Alto School of Magic.

Most importantly, the new government that caused it also did a lot of work last year, and the first demon god appearance since the Trion was founded, so I can't help but say that it was a bad year for the entire city called Alto, depending on what you think.

"... well, let's put that away. It's not about thinking or talking right now."

"Right. So, did I have to explain something else?

"Uh... yeah. With the exception of some of the curricula and exams, you're basically going to be working with us all the time in class, because you're going to be doing your classes and your practical skills."

"Unless you graduated faster in the flying class or are so incompatible with the members of the squad, there's no shifting until graduation, so me and Milky are at least two more years together."

"Well, if you don't get expelled, you will."

Milky and Lloyd finish explaining the general point about a system that would probably be unique to the Department of Granting Magic.

At the end of that explanation, Kenny speaks as if he had foreseen it.

"It's time to start lecturing on the Giving Magic Synopsis, as we'll have finished introducing ourselves and explaining things"

To that voice, Milky and Lloyd sit next to both of Tifa's to retrieve textbooks and writing equipment.

Tifa, who sees it, beckons me wonderfully again.

"Um..."

"I told you earlier. He said he'd take it all in this squad, except some."

"The foundational Giving Magic Synopsis needs to be properly lectured every year, even with the same content."

"Again, after a year of going through a lot of things and then taking it back, I can't ignore it because I didn't understand the same thing or I understood the wrong thing..."

"Are you saying that review is important?

"Sounds like that. Unfortunately, this is my first year back."

Lloyd and Milky wait for the class to start with an open notebook and text and a serious look while answering Tifa's questions.

Kenny starts the lecture when he confirms that they have all received the attitude.

With Kenny's truly understandable and organized explanation, Tiffa also immerses herself immediately in the lecture.

"Any questions so far?

"Yes!"

"Bye, Baker."

"There was an explanation for the case where there was not enough magic, but what if there was too much, and it also poured more than twice as much magic into the required quantity as it could be said to be extremely excessive?

"Hmm. Speaking of which, I didn't realize you had missed the explanation because there were no unscrupulous people around it in the last few years due to a phenomenon that wouldn't happen first if you did it normally. Sorry."

Tifa-important, granting magic behavior when overpowered.

Kenny starts explaining that based on some practical examples.

"Firstly, as a major premise, grant magic, unlike other magic systems, rarely means immediate runoff because there was an excessive amount of magic in relation to the behavior of pouring magic into the magic circuit to anchor the function itself. So what happens to too much magic..."

Kenny draws some diagrams on the blackboard, including descriptions, and swings the number.

At the end of drawing the diagram, the students will be turned again and explained while pointing to the diagram.

"Firstly, the most common is the pattern in which everything in surplus diffuses past the subject who tried to grant magic. There's a lot of magic loss, but that's the most problem-free case. As a method of flow, there is a pattern that slips and diffuses through the surface and a pattern that is pushed and absorbed into the ground as it is. Well, it's normal for both to happen at the same time rather than actually being one or the other."

That being said, Kenny looks over the drawn diagram with an instruction stick and simultaneously points to the flow of magic.

Students who look at it and snort.

"The next most common pattern is that of destroying the grantee and then spreading magic. Not the worst, but that's the nearest worst case. You won't have to bother explaining this, so I'll skip the details. The destruction of the third magic circuit and the degeneration of the fourth magic circuit, but in fact these two are the same as phenomena, only the difference between completely breaking the circuit or degenerating into an unexpected shape. If the perversion is too big, the circuit will break."

"Um, does a magic circuit that's magically perverted work properly?

"It works, so I explained it as one of the patterns. As far as the dean's concerned, Baker needs to pay particular attention to this."

"Ugh!

Tifa pointed out to me by Kenny and coming gussy.

There is no denying it just because it has a proven track record of perverting all the normal attack magic manipulations.

"It should be noted that it is a perverted surgical formula, but so far, without exception, some function will be expanded, the functionality that we tried to grant will be enhanced, or both. At least trying to make a refrigerator turn it into an oven or something like that hasn't been confirmed. There have been instances where campfires have been turned into level flamethrowers in an attempt to create tabletop stoves."

Tifa comes unexpectedly even more disappointed as she listens to Kenny explain and takes notes on her notes.

Tiffa, it's a phenomenon that I remember a lot.

"And one last case, the so-called worst case scenario, is where magic runs wild after it has degenerated and settled the magic circuit. So far, it has not occurred in our country, and only five cases have been confirmed in the world as a whole, but once it has occurred, there will be damage close to disaster, and all the tools that can be done with it will not be busy again."

Kenny fully explains the outrageous with a mild attitude that he feels like he's in trouble.

Students who complain about its content.

"... you know, isn't it so dangerous for that to happen?

"You don't have to worry, it doesn't seem like it's that easy to wake up. Because, as a common denominator of all five examples, more than 70% of them, after performing rituals on hundreds of people's scales, are forced to participate in violence to replace amateurs with magic tanks, sacrificing multiple human beings. There's no way you won't let your magic run wild in this way, and if you do that in the first place, even Baker's current magic will be an unbeatable amount of magic."

"... what the hell were you trying to make so far..."

"I don't know. There seemed to be a record, but no matter what the information on what you did, you haven't figured out what you tried to make it for or what you tried to make it for. The records around there were broken and discarded."

In response to Tifa's question, Kenny explains what he knows as it stands.

Once there, cut the words and moisten your throat with the watering of the teaching table.

"Other than that, all I know is that they are substitutes for turning about one small country's worth of land into the earth of death, and that if a habitual person steps into that land, it immediately turns to undead. As you can see, two of the five were self-destructive, three were destroyed by Lord Ironwall of Belfar and did not exist, and where they were left, the investigation is still in progress..."

All the students are accidentally silenced by Kenny's explanation after moisturizing their throats.

I can't seem to keep up with processing just the possibility and danger of granting magic, the kind of story that packed it all up.

"Whatever the case, granting magic is not only difficult, but also unlike other magic, where the phenomenon remains semi-permanent in the form of a tool without ending in an instant. Remember the area and treat it carefully. All right, it's just the right time, so let's finish the morning lecture."

With Kenny's summary, Tiffa's first lecture in the Department of Granted Magic concludes.

"... it was quite shocking, but I can't help but scowl forever. Let's have lunch."

"... right. Baker, it wasn't. What's Tifa gonna do with the rice?

"... Oh, lunch box, they're making it"

"Yes. Then you want to eat with me?

"Yes!"

I just forcefully re-established my feelings from the shocking facts about grant magic, the Tifas making it a friendly lunch.

"Tifa's lunch box looks delicious..."

"Something strangely feels like a lot of meat..."

Milky and Lloyd look somewhat envious at the roast beef sandwich in Tifa's lunch box.

"Well, yesterday Mr. Yu - oh, he's my master, but he's been tailoring a monster called Devil Buffalo, and the meat is so extravagant."

""... Huh?

"So, if you don't put it through the fire, they turned the area into roast beef and made it today's lunch box."

Tifa explains the situation lightly about the roasted beef sandwich, which is quite dull in the amount of meat.

Milky and Lloyd, whose faces draw when asked about the situation.

I seem to have an idea of what the area of Devil Buffalo will soon be damaged.

"Eh, that meat..."

"He said it was a sirloin. Oh, how about a slice?

Milky and Lloyd snort reflexively as they stall Tifa's words.

Receive a slice of roast beef sandwich with meat pinched all over it, fearful to eat.

"... no, no, no, no, this! If you eat too much, you won't be able to eat any other roast beef!

"Hey......"

Far beyond imagination, Milky and Lloyd are fearful of roasted beef so delicious that they were never born to eat it.

Born in a very good house, the two know empirically that eating something less delicious raises normal hurdles.

"... you've been wondering in so many ways what kind of environment you live in..."

"We're going to have more opportunities to act together in squad behavior, and maybe we should show our faces once..."

"Oh, and then after today's lecture, will you go with me to the Adventurer's Tavern where I take care of you?

"Right..."

"You wouldn't regret this sooner..."

To Tifa's invitation, Milky and Lloyd decided not to hesitate to get on.

As a result……,

"Wait a minute!

"Huh?"

"Why are you caning the wizard so seriously?"

"It's decided because it's dangerous if you don't wear it, right?

"Oh, why are you so obvious already!?"

"... oh, I see some nostalgic sight..."

Look at the training Yu and Tifa usually do. Milky barks and becomes the feather watched by Karen with her raw warm eyes.

"Hey, Tifa. I just wanted to make sure."

"What is it?

"Should these two work out so they can go out collecting or something?

"Uh, what do you think?

"If you don't have special circumstances like Tifa, shouldn't you refrain?

"Hmm, really?

Yu's noisy idea of observing the situation was successfully avoided by Karen's scratch.