Din no Monshou (WN)

Class of the day is all over.

The faculty, who had fallen off fighting me, disappeared somewhere.

That's all they did in front of the crowd. You won't show up before me anymore.

I was just about to try the hardest part of my routine.

Yes, thrilled, a magic lesson with Master Alec.

Edgar will review the basics, etc.

And Alec has been asked to help him acquire magic and enhance his aptitude that he can use in action.

The agony that in the former we are about to lose our chastity and in the latter we are about to lose our lives.

It's a schedule that makes you think you're going to die someday.

Perhaps there will be no peace for me until the day when the masters fall overworked.

Or until I graduate.

But surprisingly, Edgar seems to be easily flexible.

It's booze, if you drunk Belomberon with booze, it's my win.

But you need to make him drink a barrel for that.

Besides, he gets violent in many ways when booze comes in.

After all, you mean you have to take classes seriously.

Convinced.

"What are you talking about? Let's get started."

"Oh, oh."

This is the research building used by Alec.

Apparently the Holtros family is attached to the back.

Alec is getting rid of his research tools and keeping up with my training.

"Ah, Alec. When I did it today, I realized you were getting stronger with your body surgery."

"Ho?

"I defeated the faculty at the academy. At the same time, I surrendered quite a few magical users with physical surgery"

"You're not bragging about anything. When you're a faculty member, if you're a senior, you'll have to kill them all."

Say horrible things.

Well, I can't believe the Four Wises of the Continent are irregular.

I find that pretty horrible that there are still ancient heroes left.

"And then Edgar told me to ignore the recoil and stop using magic,"

"Uhm. You should stop."

"... Huh?

"No, then I'm telling you we shouldn't use magic until we get a strong recoil."

What Alec is saying is obviously strange.

From time to time, this guy should have known I was dawning in training while I was being recoiled.

And he has accompanied me to the workout without stopping it in particular.

If so, why are you saying things here that you would totally deny?

"Magic is a mystery that forces magic from the body to drag the magic out of it and make the natural phenomenon a reality.

If we do that, naturally we won't be able to handle it on our own. "

"I feel it when I can't handle it anymore...... recoil?

"Mm-hmm. Well, I guess so.

Anyway, recoil is a red flag our bodies are complaining about.

If you ignore it, there is undoubtedly some danger to your body "

Well.

That's about what I expected.

If you say so, recoil is the cry of the severed demon that the body emits when it cries.

If you use it any more, it sucks, so you warn the chanter as uncomfortable or sore.

But in my case, I get more recoil than normal people, and I'm forced to put up with it.

Alec says it's not a good idea.

But then...

"How do you know it's dangerous, but you're not stopping it?

"Will it stop? You take my advice, don't you?

"... no, don't ask. Maybe."

"Bye.

I know that, and your educator made me remember some very powerful magic. "

Your educator, it must be Walkins.

That said, I didn't tell Alec about Walkins.

Sounds like there's some weird cause.

It would be better than turning things around poorly.

So I tell him about Walkins as a mysterious educator.

But Alec also seems to have a faint sense that educators are not the only ones.

Eight years of training as if you had ignored the entrance exam.

but it is a fabric stone for post-school,

This is how I stand around the college.

Alec seems surprised by the readiness and thousand-eyed nature of it.

"Oh... but I'm mastering Meteorbreaker.

Isn't this powerful enough magic?

"Right. The recoil is also out of the group that you remember.

Didn't you waste your time trying to remember the magic, not the educator?

"... ugh"

That is correct.

Meteor Breaker is a special magic that even skilled magicians repel.

Mazo magic that brings its propulsion to bear with a mighty recoil.

Therefore, Walkins was also at first trying to stop him from mastering this magic.

I pushed it off.

Hey, what an infidel I am.

"Perhaps the educator does not want you to receive a strong recoil.

So I taught you user-friendly magic for less recoil. "

I see.

If you think about it, surely Walkins is always showing me around.

Even with one magic lesson, he chose as little recoil as possible.

Damn, he's always rubbing my mind where I don't know him.

When I get home from graduation, I'll have to repay you a lot.

"... this is a warning.

If a magic vegetable feels a recoil that burns your body, stop using magic immediately. "

"Why?

"Anything. If that happens, come to me soon."

"I ask you in all interest, what if you just leave it?

"Thou shalt cease to be thee."

That's what I said, Alec pushed silence.

Teaching any more is like saying muzzle.

Second, I remember two months ago.

This guy said when Alec woke me up on the bed.

Using magic, he said, 'My life will cease to be mine'.

No way, I guess that's got something to do with it now.

I can't look any further because of the lack of information.

Like Walkins, he's hiding something from me.

How come all the people around me love secrets?

Was Alec an elf, not a human?

Together, I could have done it.

"Well, I'll be careful anyway. So, what are we gonna do with today's training?

"Hmm. Then I'll raise your poor soil and wind magic aptitude."

Copy that.

"Ku, kukukukuku"

"Hey, what the sudden"

When I replied well, Alec made a creepy laugh.

Like crazy and irresistible.

And with the sound of Cohew, Alec breathed in heavily.

And unleashed an unprecedented laugh.

"Cook, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha!

That's just a three-step laugh.

What's wrong, my master?

You just look like a little villain.

Well, what if they think you're suspicious with such a loud voice?

That's when I discovered the window was left open.

I hear a silly laugh outside.

We have to close it quickly.

The moment I thought that and headed, my collar was pulled from behind.

"Gubbo, Foy!

He uttered a voice that he didn't think was human, and I was pulled back to Alec.

I thought your neck would be tight.

But Alec seems in a lot of a mood.

He lodged an abusive light in his eyes and forced me to stand up.

"Come on, it's been a long night. Tomorrow's your holiday."

"Oh, oh."

"If so, you don't have to stand on your feet."

"Oh, it's not all right at all."

"Rest assured. Until you faint, make it wind magic and soil magic marination,

The next day, you'll only be able to say, "Oh, my God..." and "Oh, my God..."

I get horrible things to say.

You're gonna let your intelligence regress to the troll level.

Essentially, 'aptitude' is elevated by magical repetitive chanting.

In short, the more you use it, the stronger it gets.

So in polar terms, if you shoot the magic without fear of losing your magic,

The aptitude of the attribute goes up.

I mean, Alec's trying to train until my magic is empty.

Alec looks fun-filled, peeking into my face with a nigga and a grin.

Please don't. Hey, that magic smile.

He told me it was hard to educate Spartans like that.

"Are you kidding me...?

"You look like a joke. Then I really have to go.

If magic is emptied, I will force you to share my magic. What do you say, happy?

"I don't need it. You never need such an unhealthy transfusion."

"Don't be lighted. If it's true, I'd rather have the magic I gave returned with a different force..."

"A different force?

"You know, energy."

"Evacuate with the speed of light!

"You think you can get away with it"

He even grabbed my neck again.

And now he's totally kicked ass.

What agility.

Where does that power come from?

Master, are you going to kill your apprentice?

I wanted to refute it, but it would be best to spend a lot of time here.

"Just kidding. I won't take it and eat it. Let's get started."

"Oh well..."

Good. Good.

It was totally predator's eye, so I got a hiatus.

Alec replied with a full grin as I exhaled in relief.

"In the meantime, do you keep hitting the magic until the morning sun climbs"

"Things have changed completely. Yeah, yeah!

"Come on, start training -!"

"Nah, nah, nah! Somebody, somebody help. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Desperate resistance vain.

My screaming came out of the open window.

◆ ◆ ◆

"... Cohew, Cohew"

When the demon's personal class was over and the sun was completely down.

I was about to go back to my dorm in a crawling position.

Breathing is disturbed and sounds like Darth Vader are generated.

Notably, it's the way your feet tremble.

It's no longer Bambi's birthplace.

It's a dying toad.

It's electroded, it's muscularly trembling. It's an experimental condition.

Lead-like fatigue that fills the whole body.

I've consumed all my magic.

Satisfactory walking is also unsatisfactory.

"... Kuku. But I've put up with it.

The Four Wise Men of the Continent, in fact, are not much of a gabfah- "

Mysterious breath leaked out of my mouth.

I cough up thoughtfully.

Maybe if I was bleeding, I'd be throwing up a lot of blood.

The more flirtatious I get, the more I get to use my body and magic.

That's the usual, so I don't really care.

It was sparta with more today at all times.

Something Alec couldn't help but look like a ghost sergeant on the way.

"Then why don't you go to the next dinner scene," said Nori, a filmmaker.

It's the end of the pronouncement, "Then we'll try 30 Soil Magic in a row."

You must be willing to kill me one day.

But whatever your physical skills are, I'm volunteering for a personal evening class.

You can't make a sound on the way.

We manage to get to the dorm and get inside.

Then I found a piece of paper stuck in my room door.

The janitor must have delivered it to me.

I'll try to open it for my hand.

A letter.

That's from Walkins, too.

I'm just about two months away. I feel a lot missed.

After all, my place to go is the mansion where Walkins is.

Once you graduate and get your elf meds,

Shadyberga, Sefina and Walkins, you can go somewhere.

Bloat your chest into pale hope and see what the letter is about.

There, her words were spelled in soft handwriting.

"Dear Regis, It's been a while.

How is the study going?

that we cannot support this Walkins, Lady Regis,

I feel very impudent.

But instead, I'll take care of your wife's care.

Hang on to my entire existence, but I'll try to ease your wife's pain and suffering. '

Yeah, I knew Walkins wouldn't change.

Not at all, not since I was born.

Fifteen years, I've been trying to see Sefina.

delay as much as possible the worsening of the medical condition with healing magic,

At the same time he taught me a lot as I grew up.

The same goes for Shadyberga, but she would be quite a struggler, too.

One day, out of that anxiety and responsibility, we have to let him go.

I have to work hard to do that.

'Master Shadiberga is brilliantly ruling the territory.

Unless there are more territories, I think I can manage to run them.

I am also helping you with a slight force.

At dawn when Master Regis returns, we will definitely welcome you as you burn down your books'

Shady, run, Shady.

Your hidden floor, it's already found out.

It's a situation where you can always hold the root down and put evidence on it.

Don't let your chest catch on to this.

It might be interesting to let them swim some more and try how far Shadyberga's heart will hold.

Shall we go home early and hang out with the bonfire party?

Watch as you think about the fun stuff.

Then there was a slightly unheard sentence arranged there.

'Well, I'm going to be talking a little selfish from here.

Perhaps I was not in the Din family territory when this letter arrived.

It's painful, but the emergency alert came in.

It's my own source, so I'm not sure.

We also have permission from Master Shadiberga.

I've used healing magic more carefully than usual, so your wife's health is fine.

Rest assured, in three days, I think I can return to the mansion too '

Mm, Walkins is not in the realm right now?

Is something wrong?

I'm guessing the next pork nobleman did something to you again.

But then you can give me the details.

That sounds like a blur to me.

'First, work on what's right in front of you.

All the inconveniences that arise around me, this I will try to clean up.

Rest assured, encourage your studies.

Walkins always thinks of Master Regis.

Then - '

So, the letter was over.

Thank you. That was a lot of catching language.

Maybe something I don't know makes some weird moves.

We need to keep an eye out for this.

Imagining, the door in front of me opened.

"Oh, Regis. What's the matter? Stand in front of the room."

"No, no, it's nothing"

"Really? That was a long time ago."

"Hahahaha...... My master beat me to death."

"It's a lot better... are you okay? For now, rest your body."

"Oh, yeah"

Fatigue is eroding to the head.

You should get some rest here honestly.

When I dressed in my room, I tried to fall and travel to the world of sleep.