Hazure Skill ‘Mapping’ wo Te ni Shita Ore wa, Saikyou Party to Tomo ni Dungeon ni Idomu

I exhaled and exhaled in a large way to calm my heart.

--All right. What we can do is here.

If you are not anxious you will be lying. My heart is still full of anxiety.

What to do if you fail What to do if something unexpected happens?

People who know me will laugh if they hear such a weak sound.

What do you say, despite the fact that you are always hitting a big mouth?

But I'm not as strong as everyone thinks.

Surely, it's as much as the people around. No, he is much weaker.

Even a bullish statement comes from your lack of confidence.

I know my own weakness. It's scary to be known to others. I'm scared to admit.

So, like a whine kid, I'm just acting up, refusing to recognize reality.

A really strong person is one who can face his weakness and overcome it with his own power.

That's like a notebook.

Are you doing your notes now?

what about. I don't know because I haven't met since I left "Arrivers".

But I hope so. I hope so.

Hit the cheek with the sentiment of wanting to see the face again.

Now I can't afford to think about that. Concentrate on things right before your eyes.

As I sat on the bench and tightened, I saw a shadow approaching at my feet.

"Sister. Are you here?"

He looked up and saw a girl with a familiar face standing there.

My two sisters, Marine Photroad.

The face parts are a little rounder than me. My hair is fluffy.

But the hair color and eye color are the same.

Looking at these places, I feel anew that blood is connected.

"What are you doing? Sit still in the corridor."

"I want to calm down a bit."

"Because there's a waiting room, I'm calm there. My eyes are full and my bears are amazing. Did you sleep with yesterday?"

"Do not sleep"

I can't sleep.

It was a emotional situation, and it was a shame that the time to the game was every minute and second.

Especially in the last three days, she continued to improve her spelling without sleep.

It would be the worst condition. It's not really the physical condition of "10 rounds".

I feel dizzy, my stomach is tight, and I feel nauseous.

"Yeah. I wish I had come home about yesterday. My hair is shabby.

"OK, I won't lose"

"That's not the problem. Isn't there a lot of guys coming to see it too?

"Marin is that story ..."

It's always strange that appearances are similar, but personalities aren't.

The nature of our sisters is exactly the opposite.

Marin is much more sociable and friends than I do. I have communication skills, and my boyfriend is making it many times.

It's a decent and mood shop, quite different from me who has a serious temperament.

But for some reason I've been doing a lot better than my life.

At one time I was envious of my sister.

"It's just that your sister is too careless about that story. It's only two different from me, but I'm dead,"

"I'm not withering. I just decided to focus on magic now."

"Yes, I understand, I'll do that."

Marine gently treats my protest.

She's a really ridiculous sister. Is blood really connected?

"But you have a minimal grooming when you're out in public. You don't know when and where you will meet your destiny, so it's better to keep it right."

"Meeting of fate-"

There is no such thing. I don't think there's any more fate than a notebook.

And note is not in this city.

I decided to fight alone.

"I can't decide. I don't know what will happen, it's a fateful encounter."

"But there's no time until the match-"

"Is there still more than 10 minutes? If it's okay"

"Only 10 minutes"

"Who do you think I am? I'm Marin Photroad, a schoolgirl. I can afford to make cuteness in 10 minutes if I help."

"It's bad for Marine and you don't have to."

"It's okay to be shy. I went back to the waiting room early, came back. It's a game of time."

Marin forced me to stand and pushed my back to the waiting room.

I can't get enough power into my body due to lack of sleep.

I asked, as I moved my feet as the current allowed.

"Why is Marine doing that?"

My sister opened her mouth, even though she was nervous.

"It's natural, isn't this the stage of your sister's sunny stage? I want to support you."

The answer was weird and my cheeks loosened.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because it's strange. Marin says that."

In the old days, we were not companions to support each other.

Marin looked down on me, who did all the trouble, and I hated her.

When did this relationship change?

At least since I came back to this city.

Has I been able to change a little over the past year?

Sitting in front of the mirror and having her hair combed by Marin, I was recalling what had happened since I left The Reacher.

***

――You have returned to this city.

When I came back to Isar after a long journey, that was my first thought.

There were far more bad memories than good memories in this city.

He had been bullied at the school and had quarreled with his parents since he left school and left home.

I didn't really want to come back. I was going to return to this city forever.

But when I wanted to manage my weakness, the first thing I came up with was to return to this city.

Isar is the best environment for studying magic.

At least there is no better place to study magic than Isart.

If you want to improve your ability as a magician, don't pretend.

So I decided to go home, which I didn't like.

The first place I went back to the city of Isar is my home.

I personally wondered how to rent a room or stay at a hotel without going home.

But I knew that it was better not to lick the information network in this city.

My return to this city should be immediately known to my parents.

At that time, if I had a fight again, I wanted to get rid of the hassle first.

Surprisingly, my parents were willing to accept her sudden return home.

They didn't ask me what happened, they seemed fine and they were happy to see their faces, and they would cook their favorite food.

I could only throw warm words and I was so cherished that I was moved and the lacrimal glands moistened.

Only my sister continued to behave as usual, saying, "How many times have you gone home, what's your return, older sister?"

Dad and mother were always angry at me in such a case, but this time it was unusual to be my friend, and it was a little funny that Marin was scolded and cried.

The next day, I decided to head to the school in the 4th ward, where I used to go.

My parents asked me to go back to school, but I declined.

Going to school leads to learning magic, but it's a different story if you want to learn magic with the shortest and maximum efficiency.

You can grow faster if you catch an excellent mage at the school and teach it directly.

I have excellent magic skills.

He rushed to the school to find a professor (professor) class teacher, but as a result he was paid in front of him.

As the mage famously said, "There is no shortcut on the path of magic," the time that magicians face magic is very important.

More than three years of fleeing from this city seemed to be a significant flaw for professor-class mages, and the flaw was judged to outweigh the usefulness of the skill .

I was sorry At that time, I didn't think running away would bother me so much.

If not run away. If you do your best. If I could do better.

I didn't lose an important friend.

I was full of regrets.

I could not give up and went to the school many times to protest, but the result was the same.

The days of going back and forth between the school and the house without learning any magic.

I went out of the Arrivers with such a great note in my notebook, but I couldn't grow anything and I was ashamed and miserable and wanted to cry.

One day that continued for many days. A man in front of me who went to school as usual appeared.

The man called himself Andoy Sharlion.

Nobody knows its name in the city of Isar. He is the school director of District 1 and one of the Seven Sages.

An old magician who manipulates magic with a wide range of attributes and is dubbed "Standing Magic Library".

"What is it for?"

Beware, I asked.

I didn't think that a man like the Seven Sages would have any use for himself as a professor-class mage.

"Are you looking for a teacher? If so, why not learn under me?"

But what came out of his mouth was an unexpected proposal that seemed lucky.

Andoy Scharion is famous for his ability to grow mages, as well as his ability as a mage.

In fact, he has also discharged one of his disciples.

No one would be pleased if he would report directly to Andoy Charion.

But suddenly, a convenient statement was preceded by caution over joy.

"Why me?"

"It's because you have the ability to stand on top of the mage."

"We're new to you, don't you know what you're doing?"

"Oh, I've just learned for the first time that you're a saucy man who doesn't fear me that much."

"Why then?"

"I don't know how seriously you're facing magic as a mage, but you know your skills, and with that skill you won't be at the top of the mage "

"It's easy to say. I can use all types of magic, but this skill isn't that versatile. It's not a skill that allows me to use magic without effort."

[All Attributes Magic Appropriate] is just a skill that gives you the talent to use all types of magic.

To actually learn magic, you must study magic steadily.

Moreover, even the ability to master magic is lower than the magic appropriate skill of each attribute. If you want to master one magic attribute, other skills are more useful.

"I know that. Not that. What skills have the potential to reach the mage?"

"It's not that-"

"I'm the one who has [Magic Power / Polar]. The mage's highest skill that I didn't want. It was when I was following up with [All Attributes Magical Appropriateness]. To be honest, I Jealous"

"I seem to be more enviable to you who climbed up to the Seven Sages ..."

"What you're saying. With your skills, you're ready to beat me. It's foolish to not be aware of that possibility yourself."

"If you become a disciple, will you tell me the possibility?"

"Yes. If you are prepared to taste hell, in a year you can train to a mage equal to the Seven Sages."

"one year……"

Time is absolutely necessary to hone your mage skills.

In one year to an area that may not be reachable over a lifetime.

The feeling that there should be no such a good story and the desire to reach out and grasp the potential at any moment were struggling.

"Are there really such shortcuts?"

"What do you say. Did you not learn the maxim at school that there is no shortcut on the path of magic?"

"Why are you kidding me?"

"That's not it. It's not a shortcut to show you. Rather, it's the exact opposite. It's a way to run through an endlessly magical path several times faster than a person without a shortcut."

***

"No way, it was just a brute force ..."

The assignment presented by my teacher Andoy was quite simple.

Keep invoking the technique taught by Andoy.

A regular magician would continue to shoot the magic of whether or not he fired several times a day, using an infinite amount of magic.

The domineering idea is that if you need to fire more than 10,000 times to master one magic, you can fire more than 10,000 times in a few days.

Certainly, this method can grow hundreds of times faster than humans.

Activating magic, however, involves mental fatigue. It's even more so if the spells are complex.

Andoy ignored the reality and posed a challenge that was not feasible just because it was theoretically possible.

If you ignore the mental fatigue and continue to cast your magic, you should be able to become a mage like a seven sages in a short time.

But the amount of effort you're doing doesn't change, just the time it takes.

If anything, the increased density should be harsh.

But if I could regain my runaway and lazy life, I couldn't help but jump on the road to hell.

All the time except sleeping and eating all the time, all the time I spend on magic.

I just continued to cast magic, feeling the creaking spirit.

Spicy. painful. You don't know what you're working for.

It's so painful to keep spells running all the time.

I wanted to throw everything out and get easier. I wanted freedom.

Each time the face of the notebook came to mind.

When the notebook was just entering the party, I was angry at the note at eight.

Isn't it loose? With a hard time, he decided to quit the party.

Since then, the notes have become more enthusiastic, and have become more involved in arts practice.

He started performing arts all the time, and he grew rapidly.

That's what I let you do. He had imposed upon him something similar to the hell I am enjoying now.

It's the worst. Nowadays I realize the cruelty of what I did.

And it's even worse to try to escape from that hell on your own. I could not forgive.

This is punishment. It is a natural reward.

He just suffered the same pain to hurt him.

I told myself, I just went through hell.

As a result, my ability as a mage grew quickly.

As a teacher, this growth seemed to be beyond my imagination, and I was often surprised.

One day, I received such a proposal from my teacher.

"Seven wise selections are coming soon. In the first ward, Erin, I'm thinking of recommending you."

I didn't touch anything other than magical training and didn't care about the information of the world at all, and I knew at this time that the Seven Sages were vacant.

This is a unique opportunity to measure your skills as a mage.

I accepted the recommendation and decided to take part in the Shiken Selection.

I am absolutely novice in the ten battles, which are the seven wise selection games.

No matter how much magical abilities you have, it is difficult to win.

My recommendation is that I lose as soon as possible, and the teachers seem to be unable to stand up.

He gave lectures on how to fight, information on opponents, and even opponent techniques that were advantageous to their spells.

Thanks to that, I could easily beat the opponents in the first and second games.

In the public, I happened to be good at minor spells in favor of my opponent, and was said to be only a miraculous victory, but it was a natural battle for me who knew the mechanism.

Rather, I can't afford to lose my way to the top of the mage.

I was shocked that Escar, my third opponent, did not have any hands or feet.

I was thinking about measures for the Transfer Gate, but I couldn't help my hidden hand, the Transfer Area.

I never saw that spell and tried a lot of possible hands, but all ended up missing.

In the end, the only option was to prepare for the second half of the game, which had been given to the teacher in advance as a way of dealing with an unavoidable spell.

"Yes, completed"

In response to a voice thrown from behind, he raised his face.

There was a girl in the mirror that was so cute she was 10 minutes ago.

"How? I'm not satisfied because I didn't have the time. Isn't that a little cute?"

"No, enough. Thank you."

He thanked his humble sister.

Immediately after returning to Isar, there were many fights, but now they can speak honestly with each other.

One day after a while it was decided to go to Shichiken selection.

When I was talking to my sister, the sudden phrase left an impression on me.

"I respect my sister."

At that time, for the first time, I thought this Marine was a good sister.

Marin is a man who has a dexterous way of life, is needed by others, and is much more capable than me.

I was glad to hear the word of respect from such a sister, but at the same time I realized that I respected her.

She respected her sociality, which she could do well with others, and her older sister, who once messed up with her.

"I won't win because I'm so cute."

"I know."

If you are supported by such a respected sister, you cannot help but lose.

--All right. What we can do is here.

For 10 days after losing in the first half of the game, I have spared no time while sleeping and have taken measures to prevent Esker.

For the first year since I met the teacher, I've been more serious about magic than anyone.

Certainly, I was at a time running away from the magical path. Now I was more confident than anyone else.

So okay. You can be confident.

I said with a heartfelt heart and not a big mouth that comes from the usual insecurity.

"Leave it to my sister, I will win quickly."