Hisshou Dungeon Unei Houhou

The New World's Nature

SIDE: Vilia

I followed the college students and came to the practice area.

I thought the students were creeping in at the entrance and there was more noise than I thought.

In the meantime, I can inadvertently put my hand on my shoulder as I step out to get inside and see if the earlier story is true.

"Come on, they say it's strictly forbidden to act alone, right?

"Who is it...... Mr. Populi"

For a moment, I was surprised that no one turned around, but when I turned my gaze downstairs, Mr. Populi was tattered.

I soon found out because I'm dealing with a little kid named Hiiro, but if someone else is going to lean their neck and leave.

And, that's fine, Mr. Populi was here today on a college tour, and he should have been watching the class with the Aegils, but why are you here?

"No, thanks, faculty. You can't believe I'm a teacher on another continent. I'm not comfortable."

"... well, Mr. Populi looks young"

On the young side, though she only looks as young as Hiiro.

"Ha, if you're in yesterday's martial arts. Ma, like that, thank you for treating me like Lord Yuki's stepchild. When I talk to him, he thinks he's a kid and he can't talk properly. I had no choice but to go out in the hallway where there was some noise, and you guys are splitting up and acting up. I thought you might need to follow me as an adult."

"Thank you. Thanks to Mr. Populi, I didn't break your promise to your brother."

I thank you honestly.

Regardless of his appearance, Mr. Populi is a war-torn sorcerer and his brother's trust is thick.

This way, I'm pretty sure she's a fine adult woman who makes up for my mistakes.

"Let's go, Sister Vilia. Looks like Mr. Kagra's in some kind of trouble."

"... Yes. Right."

It was so uncomfortable.

Because I know who Mr. Populi is, but from the side, Mr. Populi is right, I'm the sister and Mr. Populi will look like his sister.

I guess Mr. Populi, who doesn't hesitate to do that and behaves as a toddler, is still an adult woman.

I have this strength for your brother too, don't I?

Stepping into the arena with that in mind, Mr. Kagra and Mr. Zieman, who had participated in a quick sorcery martial arts yesterday, were facing each other in the middle of the arena.

"Oh, apparently you made it before you patted yourself up"

"What shall we do? Should it be stopped?

"Mm-hmm. I think you should see how it goes. It's still a fight between students. For once, Kagra, you have a name in the middle of your official business, but it's a little hard to break in, and if you do poorly, not only you, Zieman, who have put out a little bit, but Kagra, who responded to this fight, may also be subject to punishment."

"I see. Sure."

Mr. Zieman can be stopped for obstructing Mr. Kagra's official duties, but at the same time, that means that Mr. Kagra took up this fight while he was on official business.

That is not to say hello to your brother, who is holding Mr. Kagra back, nor to the Princesses Carrie.

When you are told from around you that it is inappropriate behavior as someone with a key position, you cannot be sheltered.

"Well, I sometimes say that this continent is inferior to men and women. I don't know how to deal with that, but it's the other way around, Kagra, that we can make your position worse."

"It's hard. So, what the hell am I supposed to do?

"For starters, as I was saying, I guess I'll see how it goes while recording. I guess you're bringing the video cameras, huh?

"Yes. It's a digital camera, though."

"... yeah. Well, whatever you can record. So, Kagra, while I keep track of your legitimacy, if it doesn't taste good, you can go in between. I'll take care of everything in between."

Yes, Mr. Populi, winking, seemed reliable.

Boulder, Dean of Lancer School of Magic.

I'm a guy called the adult Pierce Lock.

It's small though.

But digital wasn't responding well, so I guess it doesn't mean I'm very good at machines.

Oh, speaking of which, a digital camera was a tool with a basic computer.

You still don't have to know because even Weed is a tool that can only be handled at the upper level.

Or, normally, it's a recording with a call function, but you can't be known for your ability to call in the iff or the new continent, so you're using an object called a camera as a surface recording tool.

Sometimes it's easy to edit.

At the same time as I finish preparing the camera with that in mind, I speak to Mr. Kagra in such a voice that Mr. Zieman can be heard by everyone who is coming to the exercise area.

"He used to get me a duel. Senior Kagra."

For once, I take a noble thank-you for intending to be polite, but no matter where you look from, I'm looking down at Mr. Kagra.

Does Mr. Kagra know that well, too, and answers with a flashy look?

"Zyman median student. This is the last time I'm gonna hang out with you? You know what I mean?

"Yeah. I'm sorry to let you hang out with something like this. But as far as I'm concerned, I really want to know what Senior Kagra is capable of, and with all due respect, I challenged him to a duel."

That face.

It feels like you can defeat Mr. Kagra in action.

"Ha. Again and again, knocking me down with a duel like this won't prove my strength. I was dedicated to backward instructions and sorcery-backed attacks as a commander in Bide."

Mr. Kagra tells him that sounds troublesome, but Mr. Zieman doesn't look convinced of the answer......

"You don't have the strength, but you happen to be a commander, and you just happen to be supported on the front, right? I would have led the soldiers to destroy the enemy."

"... ha. I think I figured out the difference in strength from yesterday's sorcery martial arts?

"That was because you were ready. That's not how it goes in action."

The muscles look like they're coming through and are almost close to telling the story.

In the meantime, Mr. Ziemann answers orally in the sense that he will not admit Mr. Kagra at all costs.

"Whatever you say, don't. Ha, ma, okay. As promised earlier. If you lose this duel, stay out of my way."

"Yeah, if you can beat me in this duel, why don't you acknowledge your accomplishment as a woman"

"In the end, that's it, isn't it? It's not just that women don't admit it."

"That's right. What do you want me to do, be nice, be special, and be a hero? Don't be silly!! That is the honor a man should have!!

... This is what it must be about not blocking an open mouth.

Next to me groaning like that, Mr. Populi opens his mouth with a bitter laugh.

"No, the inferiority of men and women seems to be a serious problem over here. No, even at our place, without the Holy Sword, the Devil's Sword, it might have happened, so thank the Master."

Mr Populi has shown a certain understanding, but to me I do not understand one thing Mr Ziemann says.

You want what you have the strength to do and you get the position you deserve.

It doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman.

There is no way for men and women to decide whether or not they have talent, and your brother said to use everything.

I was looking downstairs because she's a woman, so Mr. Kagra can't catch up with Mr. Zieman, can he?

While I was thinking about that, the game started.

"Let's go!!

"... ha"

Mr. Zieman runs with the declaration, and floats a number of fireballs in the air......

Bachi Bachi......

With that sound, the fireball goes out.

"Hey, what!?

He doesn't seem to be where he intended to be, Mr. Zieman in a hurry.

And, by contrast, Mr. Kagra is faceless and uses the magic of thunder to slap down Mr. Zieman's fireball one by one.

"You seem to realize how it is. Kagra, you are unleashing needle-like lightning magic with the minimum amount of magic you need to drop a fireball. And with no expression. No, you're not when you're going through a real fight. Don't you do something that reveals your hand? It's a big deal at that young age."

... Mr Populi is right, but it would be an extremely strange statement from all around that Mr Populi is young to be a graduate student here.

In the meantime, once again, Mr. Ziemann tries to produce fireballs without stopping his legs, but he gets shot off by the side of putting them out and confused.

"Damn!? What happened..."

"What? I'm dropping your fireball."

"What!?

"It's me and you who are confronting the game when it starts. I'm guessing it's about me that inhibits your behavior, right? Or you didn't see..."

"Say what..."

Dogan!?

"I used to fly this little one every time you floated a fireball."

Bathybach!!

There was purple electricity running in Mr. Kagra's arms like that easily understandable.

"Hitting a fireball floating on the side, not me in motion, etc..."

"Impossible? Look at reality. Zyman median student. It was before you competed with me."

"That's not true!! Not a single one yet I have not been attacked!! Isn't that the best you can do just to intercept!!

"... yes"

To respond to Mr. Zieman's request, Mr. Kagra concentrated his magic all at once, plainly, and when he dropped the thunder to the ground, a continuous thunder began to fall, twitching towards Mr. Zieman.

"Well, you mean ill, Ziemann, is that your fault? I made him realize that he couldn't tell if he was being careless."

Mr. Zieman tries to distance himself from impending lightning, but there's no way Mr. Kagra's lightning strike, who gave up persuasion, could let him escape...

Doggan, doggan!!

"Gahhhhhh!?

Thunder struck directly. Mr. Ziemann's screams echo in the exercise area.

Well, I know what Mr. Kagra is capable of, so you didn't kill him on a boulder, but it looks like Pusps and Smoke stand out of people, doesn't it?

"The referee. Are we still going to play the game? If that's the case, you're gonna keep shooting at him when he's down?

"Oh, hey, wait a minute!!

A referee rushes to see how Mr. Ziemann is, whether he has finally returned to me in Mr. Kagra's words.

I think the battle is settled because I don't move while falling for a lie......

Oh, is that confirmation of life and death? That's important, isn't it?

"Lord Zieman seems to be just passing out. Therefore, this duel is the victory of Lord Kagra!!

After the proclamation of that referee, a cheer exploded after a beat.

"" "Wow!

Look. Apparently, you're done with it without any particular problems.

I followed Mr. Kagra wondering if there was anything wrong with him, but he seemed to be extra worried.

Mr. Kagra also has a job to do, so he was about to turn his back and leave immediately after giving a thank you to the audience.

But a fireball was flying towards its back.

When I followed the ray from where the hell and turned to my face, Mr. Zyman, who had fallen, was screaming with his hand sticking out to Mr. Kagra.

"I haven't lost yet!!

"What?"

Mr. Kagra finally tries to look back with that voice, but there's a fireball in front of him...

Bosch.

Without hitting Mr. Kagra, he made that noise and the fireball went out.

"What!?

"What!? What!?"

Both Mr Ziemann and Mr Kagra are surprised.

I can't help it either.

Because…….

"No, Mr. Zieman. Unfortunately, you've already lost on the verdict. [M] Ignore that. The attack from behind isn't very complimentary."

"Ko, kid?

Yes. Mr. Zieman is right, it was the little girl who fluttered down from the sky.

"Huh? What is that girl? You were flying, weren't you?

"Wasn't floating magic pretty hard to control?

"I saw it, I was turning that girl out the water and erasing that Zeeman surprise earlier."

"Oh, really. I put out the fireball. It's wet."

I rush out and descend into the practice area in the same way.

"Mr. Populi, what are you doing!?

"No. Next to things. So I thought I'd take over. Kagra, do you mind?

"Ha, ha!? So, what is it? Dear Populi!!

Mr. Kagra looks panicked because he knows who Mr. Populi is.

That would be so.

I'm not saying it's a single country, because I'm a dean with a college just like this college, and I'm a trusted man of your brother.

"You're still on your way to work. I also have to leave there to say hello. But, Zyman, you still look like you want to do it. Didn't I?

"And naturally......!! I haven't...!!

... You just seem motivated.

Annoying.

Oh, I see. Is that why?

"So this is who I'm going to be dealing with, Dean Populi Lancer, who's going to keep the school of magic on the Ife continent for you"

"" "What?

Everyone who had come to visit the practice hall was flabbergasted.

It must be a state of what you're talking about.

But Kagra, who knows about Mr. Populi, is gutted...

"Well, that's... the college..."

"What's all right? I'll take care of it. Even you, Zieman, won't be able to spend any more time on you, will you?

"Well, that's true..."

"I'm the guy who said," Here we go. In class earlier, I was treated like a stepchild. Just the right stage to overturn that perception. "

Mr. Kagra understood.

I need to be able to fit myself in now.

"Wow, I get it. I will call Master Yuki!!

"You can take your time."

But I don't hear back, and Mr. Kagra runs out.

... It looks a little sad, though.

If you're so busy, you won't be able to afford to cum.

"Ko, the kid is going to be my opponent!!

"Oh? I am one of the guests who came with Lord Yuki. And did I forget to introduce myself earlier?

What happened to Mr. Populi, he floats nearly a hundred magic tricks of countless different attributes in the air in an instant.

"Become!?

Mr. Populi says with a grin, approximate to Mr. Ziemann, who is going out of line.

"I'm a curved dean. You're right. I'm good at magic. So, Zieman, don't you think I'll ever bore you?

That must be like a guy named Reaper who makes death pronouncements.

Well, there's no way Mr. Populi's gonna kill you, and it looks like Dressa brought your brother over here, so let's go give him an explanation.

Is that it? Did Mr. Kagra go to get it?

Mm-hmm. That guy's kind of unlucky about something.