Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

At lunch with the end of Game 1 and the entire graduation festival schedule in half. The operation was declared to be a one-hour lunch break here, and the students and audience went out of town to dine in the college cafeteria and moved on to lunchtime of thought. And that seems to be the same for this infirmary. There were a few people who received special permission from the college side to eat on the bed.

"Yes, Mr. Keel. Ahem."

"Oh, hey, Salte... now that there's Kara..."

"I don't care. Yes."

"Ah, uh..."

Two of them, Keel and Sorte, defeated by Yoonas in the graduation qualifying round. While everyone was concentrating on the game, the two of us seemed to be making a lot of progress on what happened. Kara, who is present in the same room, is exposed to the pink air and cheeks on the lunch box, which seems very spicy.

"Ha... if this is the case, does it feel like I didn't have to hold back?

Kara had turned her back on the two and was trying to stay out of sight as much as possible. The sight of others flirting is something we can only enjoy. Not to mention, if degrees pass, it's the opposite of frustrating thing. It was Kara who wanted to get out of the infirmary if possible, but she was told not to leave the room because of injuries caused by her magic. An attack of self-destructive readiness for her came here to be a vendetta, with unintentional consequences in a double sense.

"Whoa! For some reason, I can feel the peach and black-colored aura coming from this room, prince?

"The former belongs to the Keels, the latter belongs to Kara. Better get in than that."

After hearing conversations I'm used to hearing from outside the room, the door opens abusively. He was also turning his back on the Keels, and Dry, the prince and Kara, who suddenly came in, get eyes on each other.

"Hey, Kara! That was a brilliant loss!

"I can't forget that face when I lost. Interestingly, it was something out of between."

"You guys get in line."

"Ah, dry to the prince! Help me, Salte won't let me go!

"Yah!

When such a brawling stuffiness subsides, the five gathered in the infirmary pinch the lunch that we all brought. For some, reflections, and for others, celebrations, games lost, but winners, and moods seem to vary.

"I didn't know it was just me and the prince who went on to the second round. Teachers and audiences out there were making a lot of noise."

"Hey, are you still pulling that story? Come on, it's gonna be beautiful!?

"Oh, no! I'm worried about those girls who beat Kara and Salte! In World War II, I'm going to fight one of them."

Dry has decided to fight Yuna in the next two games. So far, Yuna has finished all the matches almost simultaneously with the start, and the contents of the matches have not been revealed because of the smokescreen. A trip to the infirmary also meant a visit from a friend, but also to hear from the Saltes who fought Yuna.

"So what do you say, Salte? Try to fight in person, anything in your mind?

"Me? I, um... as I was watching, I lost immediately. If I insist, I think my physical abilities as well as magic are quite high. It's enough to fight with such a big cane, and what a kick I am to her. Every scepter I defended was slapped."

"Mm, what is it? Didn't Salte get hit by that weird wand?

"Uh..."

Salte tells everyone everything that happened in the qualifying round as far as she knows. Those were eyes that could kill people, etc.

"Heh, heh...! It was rumored, but that's it!

"What are you happy about? This mass of muscle, huh?

"Huh. No one in the Melee is in the same age line as the Dry One. Now that you're a wizard, it's a strange thing. Well, even if I were there, it would be about me."

"Yes, yes, because I don't care about abrupt self-talk or anything. If a rabbit is as strong as a kid who fought me with a horn, seriously, it sucks, right? Dry, do you have a chance?

"Ha ha! I have this built-up muscle in my washi! I'm going to go with any flesh and bullet fight.

"No, use magic..."

Oh no, otherwise, there was actually another student on the opposite wall of the infirmary where they gathered, in the compartment that was divided by curtains there, as the college's prowess contemplated countermeasures against Yoonah, the sixth man to lose in the first round, Nocto Noland.

(So, I missed the time to leave...)

He was desperately looking at the opportunity to get into the circle of conversations.

"I've made lunch -!

"" "" Ooh!

Cheers are raised in one of the main guest rooms, dedicated to Delis. Lunch seemed to have begun here as well as elsewhere, and the opening ceremony for the lunch that Yoona and the Gob man woke up early to cook was just about ready. It was Delis, Nell, Chinatsu and Lilyvia who opened the lunchbox lid and cheered. In front of the door of the room, a guard dog (teardrop eyes), who had been punished for certain things, was seated and given the role of eliminating those who tried to enter the room without permission. The guard dog (teardrop eyes) is dressed in the full armored costume that Lily purchased, so there is no fear of finding out his face.

"Wow, wow...! Did you really make this during this morning?

"Uh, hey, I was looking forward to getting up early."

"Delicious rice is the right food for life! Enjoy it and connect it to your afternoon willingness! Thank you!

"No, why is Delis so prestigious? Thank you, Harna."

"Master, I need you to unstay quickly! Release the stay!

Yuna's prepared lunchbox was a lavish stack of stairs, and the contents were beautifully packed in bulk with freaks like taking in a picnic. It looks so beautiful that I want to photograph it on camera in the store, and I just make it delicious with the hassle and effort added to every dish. Probably after calculating how much I eat, I cooked this much lunch in bulk. Just looking at it is a sweeping word.

"In other words, the other half of the game is over? Sounds like it'll be over sooner than I thought."

"So far, there's been no struggle, either of us. Instead, I expect the finals to be long. Harna and Chinatsu's ride, you don't expect it to end overnight!

"Uh, there it is."

"I'm already feeling fast for my master and Mr. Nell. We still have two games and a semifinals!

"Even so..."

"... hey?

Derris and Nell, cheeky about the same time with sweet thick roasted eggs, also align their mouths with words.

"Uh, our opponent in Game Two is - Yoona is the fourth-best Dry Bang. I'm number five, Mr. Therese."

"Wow, Chinatsu is good. You're in a game with Mr. Therese!

"... where envy?

"Chinatsu, your opponent is Therese, Apprentice 2 of Delis! Definitely win! He won't have to worry about anything because he'll take it from our Knights!

"You're not a disciple. I just figured out how to train a little bit. But don't worry about how much Therese has grown since then. Chinatsu, don't lose that game because you're paying attention."

"Chinatsu, you promised to meet me in the finals!

"Already, everyone. I'll do the best I can..."

As lunch progressed like that, Derris made Yuna's call in the shadows.

"Hal, keep the knife's share separate. I'm in the middle of punishing him, but I don't think I know what I'm gonna do later when I keep him out of my league."

"It's okay. Because we also have an extra-large lunch box for you! (Grunts)"

"Boulders are hal."

By the way, there hasn't been any talk of drying since.