Entering a Company From Another World!?

My body is light.

During the lecture period, not moving your body due to combat behavior became a moderate break, or your body was cut off.

The sound of the sword shooting that should resonate with the buon is the sound of the hum and sharp ripping of space.

The mineral trees that resonate with the magic crest and circulate magic are also doing well.

Feet can be smoothly touched, and there is no starvation to the next operation.

My movements are getting faster and faster against the increasing magical purity.

My current condition is undoubtedly perfect.

But...

"What!

It doesn't hit me.

The Superintendent's face, which turned against his body and avoided being like Rayback Inabauer, slowly peeked out of the shadow of the mineral tree that was lying down like slow motion and looked at us calmly.

Avoiding paper duplication.

Long hair, not even the commander's hair, is completely lost.

There is no feeling of consternation about the movement.

I think the mountain that should still be crossed is high.

That's why you need more power, swallow your teeth, and repeat the anaerobic exercise.

Even if you raise the gear again, your body still hasn't screamed.

A merciless blow that returns after my blow in a single piece of paper.

"Chi!

One thing I'd like to do with my tongue, but my body, not my head, understands that I can't make it in time, and acts reflexively.

I don't have time to think about it.

The moment you see it, no, the moment you perceive it, you react in a region that's a few seconds or less away.

Otherwise it ends there.

The body moves reflexively, but in the meantime, the vision keeps sending information to the brain to get even a little information about the other person, and in that information, I see the supervisor's expression watching my behavior with pleasure.

To turn that smile into a bit of astonishment, scrape the muscle fibers and force your magically fortified body to prepare for impact.

It conveys the feeling of preventing the swinging swords of Gakin and the Superintendent.

I used a shield on my shoulder to get off track, understand it was too high, and try to get back in position in the meantime.

"Sweet Jiro."

The opponent's movements do not give such a gap.

The opponent has two weapons.

Simply multiply the effort.

As a one-sword player, I envy the amount of ambidextrous tricks.

In addition.

"Well, that's a good guess. Keep up the good work."

The magic released from the Superintendent's Magic Sword was a challenge.

The red magic sword held in the supervisor's right hand controls the fire, and the pale magic sword in the left hand controls the water.

A magical sword found in battle.

The performance of the Magic Sword is exhausted.

I don't know if the trouble is stopped when the user is more than first-class.

The previous series of flows diverted the cut up from under the Magic Sword of Fire up with a shoulder shield, but the magic of fire was thrown from above before I thought the Magic Sword of Water in my left hand was thrown sideways.

In addition to ambidexterity, magic is a trick.

Double, quadruple, and overwhelmingly overwhelmed.

I want to lament the small amount of my skill, only the slashing enhanced by magic.

"Shit."

"If you have time to be nasty, think, turn your head before you mourn your lack of power."

The body keeps moving, thinking that if you're a teacher, if you're a himiku, if you're stronger than me, you'll be able to dive through such a nose song.

I can't take the distance because it's hard.

Conduct the reprimand of the supervisor.

Always look for the best you can hit the status quo.

Instead of telling me to pull my limits, I send magic to the ore tree, and generate more high-purity magic, which I put on my body strengthening.

When it comes to this point, it becomes important to strengthen it so that it can be described as an error.

One step, one breath, one hand at a time.

And it's only within my reach of the slashing of the Ore Tree.

Some slashes can fly at a distance, but they need to hold back, and the attack speed is slower than that of the supervisor.

The time between opposing supervisors is more than twice that.

No, should I say all-range?

As instructor Fusio once said, there is a variety of magic using the skill of sword and magic sword abilities.

It would be foolish to distance yourself from such a person in order to partition them again.

It would be a difficult undertaking if we were to leave and approach again.

That's why I'm focused on stepping into close combat.

It is obvious that if you are brought into a Ranged War like before, you will lose your chances of winning, and I have to sit in this time when there is a chance of winning even less than one percent.

"Attack is at its best. That attack will certainly hurt us too. But it's not fatal. Move faster, get more work done, and..."

The instinct of understanding that the docks and mineral trees pulsate, adding one more step of pure magic to the fuel to strengthen the body, and one blink becomes a gap, is to open your eyes and not miss all of the fast Supervisor's actions, even though you perceive the world is slowing down.

"Save the waste."

"Tsuuuuuu!!

Superintendent's slash and mine.

Despite being one-to-two, I was the one who defeated him.

Mineral trees are burdensome, but sharper and heavier than they care.

The brain commands the body to rotate the slash.

"Yes, that's fine."

However, despite my desperate efforts to swallow my teeth and challenge the limits of my body, the Superintendent struggles with the magic swords in his hands with cool faces.

And then...

……

The time that was moving violently returned to silence in just a moment.

A cold sweat sweats at the tip of the sword pointing in front of you.

"I see, is it a good category in our current class? It seems worthy of polishing."

Counter after the upper cut is flushed.

I didn't have time to use my empty fist and was settled instantly.

"Hah, hah hah hah"

That's how I finally breathed decent air into my lungs.

I don't know how long I've been fighting, but I didn't think I'd get tired in just one fight.

I don't put fatigue on my face, but I honestly think it will be tough if this continues.

"The Immortal King, in your eyes."

"Crunchy, what a remarkable growth. I don't think it's the same as the one who died last year in the Wizard Strike."

"Even though you're loose, I'm sure you'll only be able to deal with us properly in a few moments. I admire the speed of growth."

Well, I guess I got a pass score from the Superintendent.

It was praiseworthy and not praised by both of them, but it was a definite result of growth in me.

"Don't rejoice, don't be so satisfied."

Yes!

Kaka, what a tough one.

The Superintendent reprimanded me for seeing through my heart, but it seemed to me that there was still room for growth, and on the contrary, I gained vitality.

Against the tone of the Superintendent, the pleasant loosening of his eyes was also the reason for his vitality.

"Well, Jiro, your assessment of the battle is too biased towards proximity. I understand that it was needed, but I don't have to do anything else. If you had learned your magic as a beginner, your magic would have been more restrained."

The eyes became tighter in no time.

"You too, Immortal King. Why didn't you teach Jiro magic?"

Well, it wasn't easy to teach, but I just thought it wasn't the time.

"Hmm, that's what I'll do."

Did you just say that the supervisor's rating is not bad, but not good?

The fact that the improvement is too pronounced probably lowers the rating.

"I understand your abilities in general. It's going to be a training after you learn magic."

Well, Evia. I have an idea. "

"Thoughts?

The first battle was still about my abilities.

Just because the status can be checked numerically does not mean that the strength of its existence can be grasped.

Status only quantified physical abilities.

It seems that there are many cases where physical abilities are high but not fully utilized.

That's why they fought directly and identified my improvements.

Sure, there's one magic I'd like to try.

"Want to try some magic?

What, Jiro, are you interested?

"Yeah, well. It's magic that you might learn from now on."

What, it's even simple magic. Evia, I suggest we teach him the magic of costumes. "

Right now?

"... I see, that's it"

I tilt my head to a strange magical system, but the superintendent nods as if he were convinced.

"What kind of magic is that?

Rationally, it's like magic mixed with delay magic (Delay Magic) and grant magic (Enchant Magic)

"Stand by for attack magic on the spot and wear it. It can be used to attack, gain the benefit of its magical attributes, and can also be used to defend. You can unleash the magic aggressively."

After listening to the instructor and the supervisor, I was able to understand what kind of magic it was, though somehow.

You mean magic like wearing attack magic?

But it is.

"You can't use it unless you remember the ordinary magic."

"Yes, it's basically applied magic using attribute magic. The essence of costume magic is that it can be used in tactics that take advantage of magical diversity. Half the number is useless."

At a minimum, there are six kinds, each of which does not correspond to its own attribute, so it can't be used anymore

This magic that wraps around the body and affects attribute compatibility.

Adapting to the opponent's attacks will reduce their attacks and increase their Attack Rating.

On the other hand, if it's not compatible, the effect is almost zero and the magic is wasted.

Therefore, the variety of magic that can be used when using this magic is required.

But it is also true that Jiro's battle can be widened if remembered. But I think it's worth more than just placing magic in it. "

"... can you knock on the foundation?"

And the supervisor has a few thoughts on Professor Fusio's proposal.

Slowly nodded once, did you decide it was possible?

"That's it."

If it's kaka, it's not my territory from here.

The agreed supervisor instructs instructor Fusio to teach magic.

Speaking of which, I thought I learned how to chant magic and compose it, like the Kitami Shrine and the South.

The teacher removed the parchment from the vest.

"Teacher, what is that?

Magic paper (scroll) contains magic sealed by the eagle. Jiro, take this seal off.

"Yes"

I was told that the parchment was handed over, but I tried to unwrap the middle string and spread it.

"When!?

"Kaka, do you remember?

"If this happens, please tell me in advance."

Better get used to the language of this country than learn it.

Suddenly a headache struck.

Along with that, the magic mechanism was engraved in my head.

There are other worlds and convenient alternatives.

Play, can you use it with such peace?

Huh?

The scrolling was done by the eagle, but the technique called magic is basically a secret, not a substitute for tasting. Even one beginner's magic differs from that of the magician. The scroll is not a substitute for teaching the technician's technique as it is, but on the other hand, it is useful to pay careful attention to technology leakage. "

"Remember, knowing the magic is like revealing the wizard's hands."

"Such a substitute."

Crunchy, to shorten the time. It doesn't bother me. Now, water is next to fire. "

And I was the one who learned the magic by scrolling from one to the next, but here's one problem.

"... my head hurts."

It doesn't exist early, such as convenient stories.

I thought it would be easy. I feel like I'm getting hit in the head with cancer.

I don't want to fall down, but I even feel nauseous in combination with the fatigue of the fight I just had.

Hmm, twelve, that's better than I thought.

Crunchy, but I still remember the elementary magic of fire, water, earth, wind, ice, and thunder two at a time, and it's still a long way to go.

The Superintendent and Instructor Fusio were impressed by the number of scrolls spread out as I looked at them.

"Yes, I need to learn some magic."

The headache has slowly subsided, but it is not healed because it can be tolerated.

If this continues, I honestly think it will be tough, and I ask how much longer I have to go.

"At least ten different kinds of magic."

So there are 48 kinds left, but intermediate magic is mixed up along the way, making it more difficult than before.

Scrolling is an easy substitute for learning magic, but the word is a nightmare in a sense now that it turns out to be hit by a terrible headache.

It was not a big deal once, but if it overlapped, it would cause a terrible headache.

The Superintendent and the instructor are praising me for working harder than I expected, but showing me the worst borderline is telling me that we still have a long way to go.

"The Immortal King, the senior is ready."

I can't miss it. But then we'll have to add another 20.

"They showed me how to use such wasteful magic. If you're going to leave it here, you should do something a little more impossible."

I see.

And then something familiar happens in front of you.

Instructors and supervisors glitter their eyes and scroll amusely.

"Hahahaha, can you soften your hands?

I laughed bitterly at such a sight, spit out an empty laugh, and let out a pale hope.

Let's do something good.

But I won't stop you.

It was too much hope for the two motivated opponents.

One word today.

I often hear you don't miss a chance, but make sure you find it.