Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

The story goes back a little. The graduation festival was held as planned, and the great men of the country were just getting their lectures. Expect more from our golden generation this year, in addition to Captain Nell of the most powerful magical knights, even Prime Minister Joseph Magic Guide, who heads the wizards serving the Royal Palace. Ma, I have grandchildren this year, so it may be natural. As far as I was concerned, the gratitude was faint, and it was easy to talk about rhetoric longer.

"Keel, take a look. That's the Knights of Nell. He's not as strong as you think he is in this world."

"Uh, I see it every year, and I know it. Well, you're strong, aren't you exaggerating? How strong are you that you're not from this world? Are you stronger than Wheeler?

"You don't think I know, do you? Either way, if you're going to be my enemy, just take it down."

"... you're a prince, you're an idiot sometimes"

"I'm not stupid. This is the vegetable."

We had such a stupid conversation and we were struggling to get through this. Like Senior Moono, who graduated last year, I guess it would be different if there was a longing among those people, because my goal was only to win the graduation festival, and not to flatter the greats.

It's just that at this time, when only the beauty and breasts of the Knights of Nell were eye care, there was only one thing that intrigued me. That was when the rhetoric came around and turned to the dean's turn. Now the dean was blurry inside, but the dean opened his mouth and started talking about something different than he expected.

"It's a public announcement for students who have decided to compete in this graduation festival, but there are a few things that are different from normal this year's graduation festival. One is the high level of the students. As you know, this year's graduates are strong enough to be known as the Golden Generation, and they are out of group in my experience as this dean for many years. I would like to pay tribute to these children for not failing in their efforts and encouraging them to study properly until they graduate from college, and to thank the families who brought them up so far."

A round of applause boils down to the venue. Well, even though the Dean's story is long, I don't feel bad for being complimented. All this time I listened to the talk, too.

"And the second. For the first time in more than a decade at this year's graduation festival, I will employ two presidential nomination frames in my name. What is the Dean's Recommendation Framework in the first place? I would like to explain from there. This came from the king two generations ago -"

So this story also gets to my mind for the minute I concentrate. Since the beginning of the dean's nomination framework, the dean will give a number of reasons, including its significance and expectations for graduates this year, but for me any reason or reason only sounded the same. But I have feelings in common with Sorte. I'll take him down no matter what he comes for!... Looks like I was an idiot too.

"- I would now like to introduce the selected and students who will compete in this year's graduation festival. Students whose names have been called should be on the previous stage, as they will be called in order of overall grades with rigorous scrutiny of college grades, merits, etc. Let's start with top grades.... # 1, Wheelel Joshua!

"Yes......"

Weerell, who replied with an unheeded voice, which I don't think is very much the provisional chief, goes up to the stage. As Wheelel stood beside the dean, the officials' seats were wide open. I can hear that kid being a rumored genius or something like that. Still, Wheelel didn't look particularly concerned, and remained silent.

In turn, he was called face to face with the prince, Kara, Dry, and Therese student chairman often. When all the people I know are called first, I'm not comfortable being left behind. There's a salte next door, but it's hard to deal with this morning.

"Fifteenth, Keel Brown!

My turn came around. I go up to the altar with my eyes open. My parents are both in the other world already, and coming here to see me is about grandpa. Sometimes the tail group doesn't get as much attention as Wheelel. But this is good. The less attention the guy doesn't even pay, the more interesting the reactions around him will be.

...? Are you out of your mind, like Captain Nell in the guest room looking at me? Yeah, I seem nervous, too. There's no way Captain Nell under heaven is going to pay attention to such a lowlife.

"Sixteenth, Salte Machett! - That will be the students competing in the graduation festival. One big round of applause now!

- Pussy, pussy, pussy!

A clap that just cracks. Even though the graduation festival hasn't even started yet, I don't feel like I can contain the hot stuff I feel in this heart. Oh, I guess it doesn't start early.

"Now let me introduce you to the students in the presidential recommendation frame that I described earlier. Tentative seventeenth, Harna Katsuragi! Also tentatively seventeenth, Chinatsu Roxai!

... I'm not used to hearing it, it was an unusual name. When the dean read out his name, two girls were walking out onto the stage from a corner different from where we had our students, one as small as Wheelel, a cute looking girl with long hair ponytailed around her. Probably younger. The other one is Rin, Cool Beauty! She's a beautiful girl with impressions like that. Both had rare dark hair. I wonder if both of them are uniforms, meaning extraordinary students? Earlier, the dean said he was a student.

"Weird name, brunette... not born around here."

Sorte, who was next door when I shrugged like that, stared at them with a strange look and opened his mouth as there was another noise that was different from when Wheelel was there.

"Mr. Keel."

"Ah?"

"I've told you many times, don't lose the first fight or something, okay? Never be alarmed, never be chronic."

"Oh, yeah, I know..."

Even though I felt slightly uncomfortable with the mouthfeel as if I knew those two things, I didn't pinch my mouth any further from me. Whoever they were, they were willing to win.

"I would like to welcome them both and be a member of this year's graduation festival. But many of you wonder if they really have the strength to do it. Therefore, before drawing lots for the tournament table, I would like to ask them to play matches with the fifteenth and sixteenth students that our school is proud of, and recognize the winner as a true participant. Keel, Salte, Harna, Chinatsu, Previous"

Two boxes of whale quotes are presented to us before the previous call. You mean boxes for college students and nominees? I guess this is the dimension of deciding who to deal with in the first fight.

"Inside each box is a piece of paper with the number that determines the opponent. Now, take it."

Get your hands in the box as they tell you, and grab the paper-like thing that touched your fingertips. Three other people, besides me, took the same paper and showed it to the attendant.

"Hmm. The lottery has been decided. Game one, Solte Machett vs. Harna Katsuragi! Game two, Keel Brown vs. Chinatsu Roxai!