Lute, three years old.

I was able to walk, listen, understand and get a good idea of the situation in this orphanage.

This orphanage is privately opened by Dr. Elle of the Beast Race.

I don't see why she opened an orphanage.

Eighteen children now live in orphanages, putting themselves in.

It is increasing at a rate of two to four people each year.

At the time of the war I had before I was born, they sometimes had about ten more a year in many cases.

When it comes to orphanages, they also lack daily meals, and the children's expressions have dark images. But the economic situation here is not wealthy, but it was never poor.

The reason is that Dr. Elle is a good magician.

There is no doctor because of the small town.

Instead, Dr. El is treating the people of the town with magic.

They also gather children to read and write, schools of arithmetic, history, general common sense, etc. - rather than open private schools.

He also teaches talented children as magicians the basics.

Received well from the townspeople, they have such a good relationship that the women volunteer and take the initiative to help with the orphanage.

With all the income and donations mentioned above thanks to her, the orphans never had trouble eating.

That's not why the kids don't do anything.

Four years old is the job to take care of the younger child, five to six years old during the day, studying letter writing and arithmetic, history, and general education. When finished, clean laundry - responsible for chores other than cooking.

When I turn seven, I get an easy job from the people in town.

Weed removal in the field, help with harvesting, carrying wheat, taking care of peacock chickens, cleaning shops, etc.

Some of the money has been deducted and the rest put into an orphanage.

The talented leaves the orphanage at the age of seven.

Destinations include merchant naivety, artisan apprentices, and wealthy maid apprentices.

By the age of ten, leaving the orphanage and getting a job is an implicit understanding.

I was judged early on as' no magic talent '. But I'm not pessimistic.

'It's a shame you don't have a chance to let go of flashy magic, even though it's a different world because of it'.

Besides, using magic liquid metal, which is a magic tool, it is possible that you can also make guns - handguns - in this world. So I'm going to study witchcraft to the extent that I can create a handgun out of witchcraft liquid metal.

I started attending basic magic classes in the same way as I did letters writing classes.

Originally, the age at which you will be able to take classes is seven.

Generally, training at an age less than or equal to that is only a burden because the body is not ready yet - it is believed.

Classes such as letter writing are in the morning.

Across the noon, magician basic classes are held in the back yard of the orphanage in the afternoon.

I moved to the corner of the backyard this afternoon to watch the class.

I can't wait to see the look on Dr. Elle's face, but it's the same as writing classes, so I can miss it if it's quiet without making a scene.

Before Dr. Elle, students line up to learn the basics of witchcraft.

There's one kid from the orphanage and two kids from town - a total of three.

Classes are small because the last generation has left the orphanage to go to a magic school where they officially learn witchcraft, or because talented people are rare.

Under Dr. Elle's voice, prep gymnastics first.

Running around the building.

Muscle tread.

After the break, training in martial arts.

Fighting in this world can be blown and thrown.

He teaches martial arts like wrestling + kickboxing.

After the break, swordsmanship is next.

Hold a wooden knife, even a bare swing.

Students then disturb each other and Dr. El against each other.

The more talented magicians, the better swordsmanship and martial arts, the teacher said.

If you don't do this training right, they can also defeat you with your bare hands and swords without any sorcery being used against you.

Apparently, magicians are surprisingly physical.

Again, break.

After that, it's time to practice witchcraft.

The first is "physical fortification", which is auxiliary magic.

It's magic that covers your body with magic and improves your physical abilities.

At the end of the physical enhancement technique, the next step is the only defense against the opponent's attack magic - the practice of creating a resistance.

These two are the essential skills as magicians.

Especially if the resistance feels their instincts are dangerous, they are useless at the operational level if they cannot be deployed instantly.

Students also practice hard for defensive magic where their lives are at stake.

Finally, attack magic.

As I stare at the tour, the students follow the teacher's instructions and begin practicing basic attack magic for beginners.

"Light on my hand, flaming spear! Flaming Spear (Flame Lance!)"

With the student's voice, about a meter of flaming spear is born and released into the void.

There is also one number, and it seems that expression speed, speed, power, size, etc. are still there.

Everyone practises attack to the limit of their magic.

Furthermore, next year, the practice of unchanging witchcraft begins.

Do it - if you clearly imagine what kind of attack, shape, and power you want to use about twice your normal magic power to deflect strong emotions on the person you want to attack, it activates.

Unchanted witchcraft is less powerful and consumes more magic if it comes out slower than normal witchcraft methods.

It's a technology full of disadvantages. But there are many situations where ordinary sorcery cannot be used - for example, when you are hiding from demons and cannot speak up.

At that time, life and death divide depending on whether unchanging magic can be used.

So this is also a mandatory subject.

This is what magician basic training is all about.

I listened to the lecture in the corner of the backyard and grabbed the flow more or less thanks to watching the way it was done.

Kid in front of the gate. Read the unschooled sutra - though not.

During class, I just start practicing myself.

Let's start with the resistance.

(Dr. Elle said, 'Images of building walls with magic. Reject the opponent's attacks, put in the emotions to resist and you can make them well'?

I mean, it's ATO WEELD, I know.

"Shh, ha, ha, ha"

Repeat your breathing and close your eyes.

Concentrate your consciousness and consolidate your image by recalling the Evan O Lion Theatre Edition.

I opened my eyelids and screamed!

"ATO WEELD, open it up!

Resistance formations appear in front of you in thin, glowing rhombus.

"Ooh! Yay! I could do it. Ahhh."

A sense of disillusionment as if Reaper had pulled his soul through him.

The voice of joy disappears in the second half, prolonged and faint.

Consciousness fell into a bottomless dark hole, as it did when he was murdered by a fig protagonist.

The next time I woke up, they were putting me to bed in a children's room futon.

My childhood friend, the silver-haired girl, Snow told me that I would create a resistance with a look.

But I didn't even know what to add or subtract. I desiccated because I consumed the magic that was in my body at once, and I fainted with white eyes.

Dr. Elle, who noticed the anomaly, interrupted the class and rushed to me.

Dirty underwear, buttocks, etc. were washed by volunteer aunts, dressed and put to sleep in futons, apparently.

My childhood friend also pisses me off.

"You can't do that, Lute-kun!

"Sorry, sorry. I'll be careful next time."

I have already come up with countermeasures.

I will never make this mistake again.

I was summoned by Dr. Elle, who found out I woke up, scolded in a gentle tone.

▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼ ▼

Failure, failure

The contents are adults, but you're a child on the outside, so you're allowed to fail!

I attended the magician's basic class without punishment, even if I was scolded.

Teacher Elle and the students looked difficult, but they were only three years old.

I can also get rid of it with my eyeballs up.

Of course, I'm not even taking any measures to participate.

Based on my last failure, I've already teased the contents of my bowels in the bathroom.

Even if you fail in magic, this won't leak.

Perfect.

I take part in the special training again as I create a decision face.

Watch the practice of physical enhancement.

Two of the townspeople are from each other in the first year of class attendance.

He makes light arrangements while performing physical enhancement procedures.

Dr. Elle had been clear on the orphanage child who was joining him for the first time since this year.

"Keep your whole body full and uniform with magic. If there is a bias, it will be wasted and you will soon lose your magic."

"Yes. I'll try."

Beginner students strive to respond to Dr. Elle's instructions.

I'm watching the interaction between the two of them, and now I'm going to try the physical enhancement technique with Dr. Elle's advice.

(Eh... that was "wrapping your whole body with magic in a full and uniform way")

I mean, that's the mind-boggling power of ha-o-tar x han-o, I know.

"Shh, ha, ha, ha"

Repeat your breathing and close your eyes.

Concentrate your consciousness and consolidate your image by remembering the cartoon times when the protagonist awakened to mindfulness.

I opened my eyelids and screamed!

"Ha!

Magic overflows like boiling hot air from all over your body.

When I jumped lightly, I flew more than double my height with ease.

"Oh! Is this the power of physical fortification! You really strengthen your body, huh!?

A sense of disillusionment as if Reaper had pulled my soul out again.

The voice of joy disappears in the second half, prolonged and faint.

I couldn't help myself on my feet and fell on my back as I was.

The next time I woke up, they were putting me to bed in a children's room futon.

My childhood friend, the silver-haired girl, Snow told me that I would perform physical enhancement with a look on her face.

But he didn't know how to add or subtract it. He fainted because he consumed the magic in his body all at once, fell behind him, hit the back of his head with a stone that was buried on the ground, flashly bleeding, incontinence, sleeping gelling, clogging his throat and falling out of acid.

It seems that Dr. Elle noticed something strange and would have died if he hadn't rushed over and rescued him.

Dr. Elle calls me up when she finds out I'm awake and scolds me out loud by the teacher who pinned my rabbit ear.

Dr. Elle's real fury to see for the first time.

The contents are over thirty, but I trembled with fear.

Is this the principle that it is usually scary to piss off a loved one......

In a second obstruction, Dr. Elle was immediately told that he could not attend basic magician classes.

It was just bad that I got in the way twice.

Even reading, writing, etc. classes were allowed to participate because they were adult without interruption...

The study of magicians rides up the reef.