Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

The men who listened to my proclamation pulled out the lumbar prey they were about to pull out and turned to me at once.

And where the soldiers, the avant-garde with as many as 36 fewer men, came packing the distance, I dived into the pocket of one man every step of the way, and after placing my left hand over the metal armor that the man was wearing, I pushed my right hand over the palm of my left hand and slapped him.

Moment after moment, the man falls on his knees and on the ground at the front.

I jumped away from the scene, and when I saw where I was, it was just a time when the broadsword swung down.

I approach the men quickly.

And with [armor through] moves, he directly attacks his gut without destroying his opponent's armor and defeats the soldiers one after the other...

[What? Magic? There are no scratches on the metal armor... what do you mean?

The announcement rings in the arena.

I hear the announcement, but I look forward and 20 magicians say they've finished the chant.

They are all magic belonging to fire, fireballs about 50 cm in diameter.

Instantly analyze the deployed magic formation... make sure it is not inductive.

Avoid all flying magic on the spot.

"Bye, silly!? How can you avoid magic?

I run for the magicians.

The men who had the Broadsword, the avant-garde, stood in front of me as they followed me, but instantly removed the indirection of everyone's limbs.

In less than a second, the magicians panicked when they saw the 10 avant-gardes fall and fall on the spot, but they couldn't even act on the way.

Because I broke the men's throats with my bare hands.

"You'll have it done with restorative magic later. You could breathe, couldn't you? Well -"

I stomped the arm of the man who said earlier that magic could be used.

A unique feeling of bone crushing comes from your feet.

The man who was only taken off indirectly screams, but if it's a normal fight, he's killing... I want you to thank him for what was a mock fight.

"I'll tell you what, if you activate the restorative magic without knowing how to fix the indirection, be careful because it will adhere to weird winds. Well, it's none of my business if you guys can't move without healing for life."

"Oh, no... I can't believe this is going this far in a mock fight... crazy... yahhhhhhh"

I told him I was on my way. Step on another man's ankle and smash it.

Do these guys like to turn people's nerves upside down?

"Shut up, it's a mock fight, so you're doing it to this extent, right? Because if it wasn't a mock fight, you guys would all be dispersed, right?

"Hi, good."

I grab and lift the hair of one soldier as I speak.

The man is stuffy and suffering from pain due to the removal of the indirection of his extremities.

"Hey? You're gonna tell me what you mean when you talk about not being able to use the magic you just did? I don't care if you don't tell me, because there are 38 people who are going to tell me, so I don't have to tell you anything, okay? Well, I think you're going to feel the bones on your hands and feet crumble this time."

I turn my gaze toward the man who just broke my ankle.

The man was blowing bubbles and fainting due to the pain of being removed from his limbs and the severe pain of crushing his ankle bones.

And you felt that way about my attitude...

"Are you saying that magic can be used by someone with a talisman? And because the magicians have it, but it's linked to the arena, they can't use it without registering a magician?... and you say that you can't exercise magic using someone else's magician talisman?

"Yes! You're right!

[You! What are you talking about! Confidential information!

The announcement says something, but the announcement guy would be stupid to say it's obvious which way to take it with the announcement or the guys who are suffering the pain in front of him.

"Okay. I understand what you want to know."

I smashed my hands and legs when I put the man down on the spot.

A man's scream rings inside the arena.

I can also see the emotions of fear being directed from the gaze of the fallen men around me.

But as far as I'm concerned, I just did it because I thought it was better for a man who broke confidentiality to change it safely without any sanctions.

Well, maybe some classified leaks will make it problematic, but most Hates will come to me.

I started moving after activating the magic of [Exploration] and checking to see if Russell was there.

"- No, please don't! Ghaaaaaa."

I kick and crush a man's femur.

He breaks his throat in pursuit and stops making his voice speak, then leaves the scene where he falls in pain.

"Duh, where? Hey! Hold on!

"Damn!? What the hell is going on!?

"You're moving fast and you can't see? Is that magic? Are you using magic?

I move over the pseudo-built trees without making a sound.

And the moment the men are alarmed, they go down in front of them and disable the men.

- And 10 minutes have passed since the simulation began.

I haven't heard the announcement at all already.

He said something about my whereabouts and everything along the way, but sometimes I even used it to stand around, and I didn't hear any announcements at all.

Nearly 500 people have already defeated them.

You just said the rest is just students and teachers......

Well, the majority of students are aristocrats.

You won't be able to make me fight...

But... this is a mock fight, right?

And...

"Outside! You can't go out there! Doctor, what do you mean?

"You can't get out of the arena. Ooh."

"Dr. Russell! What the hell are you doing to the magic team!?

"No way I can't go outside because of the side effects of not letting others use magic?

"Oh no. No, no, no, no."

As I walk out of the woods to an open place, the students who see me are screaming.

On closer observation, strange objects float in the air around the area where the teachers and students of the Aristocratic School are located.

The object shows the fallen soldiers and magicians.

"I see... you said you enjoyed watching others fight here without getting their hands dirty?

I shrug, looking at the chairs and tea sets placed around me, and the wine glasses, whimpering my eyebrows.

In other words, taking it to them, a mock fight, is probably a game of entertainment where you use your pawn to slap your opponent.

I guess that's why I panicked and panicked when I entered [I changed my magic formation so I wouldn't be able to get out of the arena for an hour].

"Well, from here on out, I'll give you guys what I call full-scale mock warfare -"

I broke a girl student's arm with a knife without armor or anything.

"Let me tell you!

A female student with a broken arm rolls from pain on the spot.

The students try to distance themselves from me in a state of panic, but it's too late to talk.

Nearly 200 aristocratic children with broken leg bones roll over the ground in just under two minutes.

The announcement is desperate for me to stop, but I don't have the right to hear it.

"Well, you teachers are the only ones left - why didn't you help the students when they were attacking me? Teachers would be the ones to help...... you guys don't deserve a teacher, do you?

I approach the teachers with my hands wide open.

Teachers, including Russell, see me like that with their eyes mixed with fear, anger, hate and despair, but they don't try to turn to me.

"Totally disappointing. Why don't you show me a little temper to fight? Your private soldiers and the guys who were defending the city were much more noble, right? At least you were far better than the nobles when you tried to fight even though you were showing an overwhelming difference."

When one man stopped at my provocation, I began drawing the magic formation in the air.

The magic formations depicted in the air belong to the [range system] fire system.

Using such an object would make the students very miserable in the arena, where the pain is set to be the same as reality.

[Firewall? Please don't! Marquis Russell!]

You see, the announcement has always been silent, but you've started drawing attention to it.

Well, with noble children from other countries, if you use such magic, it'll be a big deal.

I rewrite some of the magic formations when they are fleshy to the Marquis Russell at the moment the magic formations are activated.

That's...

And the magic formation activates.

The magic team consumed all the magic in the arena and engulfed the arena with flames.

"Oh, no - I, I..."

Attack magic does not affect the operator.

And that includes me rewriting some of the magic formations.

A man who is not included carves into his soul the pain of his body burning one after the other, loaning charcoal and saying death.

And by the time the magic had pulled off, all men had vanished.

Well, it's the arena.

If you are in danger of death, you will not be dead because it seems like a mechanism where you are forced to repair your flesh and discharge it outside the arena.

Well, not physically dead, but mentally, I wonder?

"No, that's just Dr. Russell."

I slap Russell on the shoulder more than once.

And just after an hour had passed and I made sure I could get out, I took Russell out of the arena at the same time.

Out of the arena, to the prodigal nobleman's children, with all the soldiers - it seemed terrible.

"Russell! Looks like we've gone a little too far! It was a slightly realistic mock fight suggested by you, but isn't this just a mess?

I decided to tailor Russell to say he was my accomplice.

Russell is also a marquis, so he should have the technique to do something about it.