Different world warrior training diary until frail high school students become the strongest in the world

Ortolos was remembering a blur and that strange boy - Wright - on the way home from Nami's newcomer.

When I started out in the arena and saw it, I just seemed like a human being with no magic whatsoever. But just calm down a little and think about it! On the contrary, can you think of a human being with no magic at all? I can still tell the story if there is only a few of them. But honestly, I don't feel magic from him at all. There are no other anomalies like this.

The anomaly of the lights was proven when an Okama phantom beast, such as Kimara, stepped down his legs on the head of an orthos who had become a zdabolo.

Prepare to die and close your eyes, but your consciousness will not be lost forever. When I opened my fearful eyes, there was a light holding up Ortolos. Thoughts stain bright white and the brain stops thinking.

Light pulls the end of his mouth more as he lowers Ortolos to the floor next to the attendants and guests.

"Oh... you?

In response to Ortolos' words, which he squeezed out at last, Wright's response was: 'From here on out, we, the outgoing beasts, live in a world'.

Ortolos understood the true meaning of this word so much that he hated it shortly afterwards.

Take all attacks like Kimara's bombing, which Ortolos can finally see, with one left hand.

Light's mouth angle rises, taking the last blow gently with his left hand, shaping a vicious face that is very unlikely to be human. Severe chills rush through your body as if you had been eagled with your bare hands.

A cold sweat was pouring down like a waterfall from Kimara's face as she flew away.

"You, who?

Using that question as an opportunity, Wright manifested his nature and instantly turned himself into a demonic realm within the bank.

The visualized turbulent red and black magic is released from the lights and all over the room. Piscilli and spider nested cracks run on the floor at the foot of the light.

Too cod. If it's just magic strength, it could even reach Fenrill, my father.

I don't like it but Kimara is strong. I understood my situation better than Ortolos.

Kimara advances to Kill to escape. Blood runs out of that guy's arm like a shower. And in Wright's hand, Kimara's arm. I'm sure he did something, but Ortolos didn't even see a slight movement.

Then Wright moved momentarily behind Kimara, trying to escape with a frightened look on her face, grabbed her back hair and slammed her on the floor. Kimara's face crumbles a few times.

Several magic formations appear from Wright's right hand to immediately repair Kimara's wounds. Ortolos is oblivious to witchcraft, but healing witchcraft to detect from the effects. Then why heal those who hurt themselves? The answer to that simple question proves itself in the worst possible way.

"Ha, leave - blah!!!

Not even rushing to his teeth, such as the words of Kimara's rejection, Wright slapped him in the face.

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Horrible. Ortolos was horrible. The lights were even horrible when I laughed thinly and executed my work for this demon.

Injure and recover, injure and recover. Kimara's face gradually deforms into an unbroken mass of meat.

Releasing Kimara, who stopped even groaning if she recovered from despair, Wright turns a grumpy face to Kill.

Screams leak out of Kill's mouth. Not because Wright saw Kill for any reason whatsoever, but because he's the only one in this room who's conscious. All the robbers except Kill have set off on a sleeping trip a long time ago.

Kill can't stand through his hips, or he crawls into his stomach and tries to move to the front automatic door. There must be police waiting outside in unison. I mean, I want the police to tie me up. With that heart, he moves his arms so hard. But the devil won't stop acknowledging such mercy. The light that moved in front of him stepped on his head with his foot and he couldn't move.

"Xu Ji!!

Kusssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss out of Wright's mouth at the last scream. I think that's a laugh. Kill understands Wright's intentions and faints to see if he's run out of essence.

The gaze of the finished light turns to Ortolos. I can't breathe. All this time I could easily understand the feeling of a trembling lamb in front of a beast.

Ortolos was being held up when he noticed. Strengthen your body, but Wright looked like a demon until just now lurked the ringing and became the face of an age-appropriate boy.

As soon as Wright now decides not to do harm to Ortros, the pain hits so much that he's about to pass out that he's been paralyzed.

In his hazy consciousness, Ortolos is put to sleep on the ground, and he can see that the light rests his right hand palm on its chest.

The pain disappeared, and then the consciousness was clear.

I recognize precisely that fact that I was touched by the first sensation and heterosexuality transmitted to my chest, and my whole face ignites with shame. Push the lights out and keep your chest down.

"Ki, you, no girl?

Light asks Ortolos by pulling his face. Because of the shock touched by the opposite sex for the first time and the sight of the spectacularly disturbing lights, the last fear that was in Ortros is replaced by relief, shame and intense doubt.

Who is this guy? Being like the right to fear that existed some time ago has completely disappeared, and now there is a hasty, hesitant boy in front of me, no matter what.

"You..."

I try to squeeze my doubts out of my mouth, but I can't put my doubts together well myself.

My gaze accidentally fits with the light, but I panic and turn away. The reason for the deviation is not certain for Ortolos either, but it was not because of wonder and horror. I just got a weird embarrassment.

To such an orthos, a pussy erupting light.

The shame of boiling blood all over your body, turning bright red and casting doubt on you.

"Bad, bad. A little reminder laugh.

Looks fine now, and I'll be there. You have to reassure Nami. "

When Wright says so, he starts walking back and forth with his kurli heel.

It's a shallow time I've still known her, but Nami is one of the few friends besides my father who recognized Ortolos as a phantom beast in front of me. I want Nami to look good soon.

And there's another person in front of me who recognized Ortolos. Wright told me then, 'You served your purpose as a hero', yes Ortolos.

That's why I lowered my head on Wright's back, spinning words. "Thank you," I told him.

Light's appearance creeps away like a burnt frying pan on her head with her voice, expression. I can't leave after shaking my head over and over again. Even though there is no such thing as fine dust anymore, the look on Light's face comes to my attention. That uncontrolled grin is on my mind.

What's wrong with Ortolos? I'll talk to Nami when I get home. Yes, I swear to my heart, Ortolos is on his way home.