Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

"Ha-ha-ha..."

Breathe out, looking around is the boy in the uniform of the Holkinar School of Magic. Around him were numerous large rows of rocks.

"Where the hell is Seiya..."

The boy's name is Dion, who looks around with an uneasy look on his face. Until earlier, he was acting with another boy.

But shortly after entering this rocky mountain area from the dense forest area, Seiya, who was acting with Dion, suddenly disappeared, leaving Dion alone.

"Huh."

Saiya said. When the war is about to begin. I couldn't believe it at first, but now I understand the reality very well.

That was obvious if you look at the person Seiya put on her hands in the dense forest area.

The weapons and equipment they had, they were weapons they used to kill people. And the tournament management committee has no contact whatsoever with the fact that the example junction is extinguished.

From this, it can be seen that the current situation is an anomaly.

But that's not enough to convince me that there's a war going on. Now Dion couldn't have determined it was a war with that much information either.

So how could you be sure Dion was in a state of war, the answer was in Dion's magic.

A magician named Dion is less capable of combat. Assuming you have fought, you are located about as fast as you can count from below inside the Holkinar School of Magic.

Perhaps even at this Leirian Magic Games, Dion's ability to fight is at its bottom.

However, he is a representative of the splendid Holkinar School of Magic. And what brings him to the representative of the Holkinaar School of Magic was his magic.

The magic Dion specializes in, it's the magic of sound attributes. Dion, in particular, was quite capable when it came to receiving sound.

Receiving sound means knowing what is happening in the distance, what is around, etc. It's how the sound echoes, so you know what's there and what's happening.

This was why Dion was elected representative of the Holkinar School of Magic.

It is particularly important to know where your allies are and where your enemies are in the Leirian Magic Games, which are randomly placed at the same time as the beginning and where you cannot use the Talking Stone.

Especially if you know in advance where the battle is taking place, it is possible to avoid that battle zone and keep your health warm.

And if you can get around the fight, but join your people efficiently, that's already quite a handful.

Dion used this ability to examine the situation of those around him. Then, incredibly, just four kilometers around Dion, there were magicians who outnumbered the contestants in the Leirian Magic Games.

Besides, most of those magicians were in combat and even out dead.

Dion understood. That it wasn't just the dense forest area that that mysterious group was invading, it was all over this island of Lapis. And that this is really war.

"I wonder where he really went..."

Even Dion is less capable of combat, plus he's in a state of war now.

The opponent is attacking us with the intention of killing this one, and there is no such thing as an example junction on the island of Lapis today. Dion thinks that if he gets attacked in this state that he gets wounded by the flesh, he won't be able to get away with it, which makes him anxious.

"We have to rendezvous quickly"

Dion thought he had to rendezvous with Seyya as soon as possible, exercising the magic of defeating his surroundings.

"Bring the protection of the wind to the sound of my soul's cry." Search ""

When Dion closes his eyes, he imagines the surrounding rocky mountain area in his brain. But there is no color there, all there is is is the dark light of the shadows.

In the meantime, Dion first checks his position, centers himself, and then begins the surrounding enemy.

The only thing that concentrates my nerves is my ears, otherwise, I don't need them just now.

In the image, something waves. But that's because of the wind blowing between the rock and the rock, Dion doesn't care.

Circumference hundred meters. There were no other shadows in it.

"Phew."

Dion expands his range of enemies. Two hundred, three hundred, four hundred meters.

"This is..."

When Dion expands his range of enemies to four hundred meters, he finally captures something in his image. It's a vibration emanating from a narrow road between Rock Mountain and Rock Mountain.

The number was for five, and in it was the figure of Seyya.

"Found"

When Dion recognizes Saiya, he rushes out at once. I didn't know who the other four with Seyya were, but I recognized that Seyya was currently in combat.

Dion thinks the number of people in that battle can't be lost, not knowing what it is, but even if it's four to one.

So, as soon as possible, Dion tried to rendezvous with Seyya and ran out with all his might.

As time goes by, the place is on the grounds of the Senavian School of Magic.

"No matter how much, you don't have this"

It was the man with brown hair, Ifriel-Nefla, who raised his voice like that.

Ifriel saw one boy on a small screen in his hand and said so.

"You're surprised.

And somewhere interesting I answered, Riger-Arunya, a man with green hair all back.

They are both special magicians with only twelve in the kingdom of Leiria.

In this invasion of Dacrya, they were looking for Dacrya humans who would be waiting near the Senavian School of Magic.

At the end of the discussion, the five Rigers were six with the addition of Mikokabrera, who had just entered the room, in pairs and were looking for a Dacrya human.

And it was Riger who became the opponent of Yfriel's formation.

"Who the hell is this guy?

Ifriel asked Riger as he looked at the blonde blue-eyed boy on the small screen in his hand.

The boy on the small screen, the boy's name is Christina-Saya. He is a heretically certified magician from the Episcopal Church and is now a boy who leans himself under Riger.

And right now, Seyya was so entwined with intense killing that she might swallow space, confronting a purple-haired man.

The killing spirit is so dense that it feels like a hissing even over the screen that it doesn't seem like the kind of killing that a student magician wraps around.

Ifriel saw such a seiya thing and asked Riger about it.

"It's a magician's egg of gold."

"A golden egg..."

Ifriel laughs bitterly when he hears Riger's words.

A golden egg, which means it hasn't grown yet. But I didn't think Ifriel had enough Seyya to grow yet.

On the contrary, if you say that this is still growing, it is a surprise.

"Unbelievable."

Ifriel understates, he's a parent idiot. So no matter how much I pretended to be on the outside, I thought Zill, my son, was the best at the bottom of my heart.

That was even after the Leirian Magic Games began. No matter how active Real, the most powerful name of the generation, or Youre, Riger's daughter, was, at the bottom of his heart, he thought his son was the best.

But even with such a parent silly ifreel, Zill instinctively felt inferior to Seyya.

No, Seyya has too many different dimensions.

Seyya hasn't shown all her power yet. Even so, he defeats Dacrya's mighty enemies as if to mock them.

I can't feel any hesitation from that look. I can imagine how many human beings Seyya has ever had in her hands, even from the killing spirit that haunts her.

That wasn't a good kill for a student magician to haunt.

The killing spirit is so dense and deep that it might surpass itself as a premium magician if it did poorly. A little seventeen years old is haunting it. Nothing but an unusual sight.

"A monster..."

The word came out naturally.

Ryger says with a niggling grin at the words of such an ifreel.

"Well, it's not a monster, but it was born an emperor."

"Emperor?"

Yfriel puts his neck in words he can't hear. But Riger didn't seem willing to explain it any further, so I finished the conversation.

"Nothing. Never mind."

"Right."

Yfriel says so, moving his gaze to the screen again.

Then I was just about to let Seiya vanish about Tace.