I Aim to Be an Adventurer with the Jobclass of “Jobless”
Duel with third graders ⑤
"Eh."
There are winds as sharp as the Deceivers, mainly Chairman Alicia.
It is even more intense and intense than the wind magic exercised by Sail.
"Is it another spirit..."
"Shit, I know it's a hassle."
Mr. Rafi and Sayle, who had caught up from behind, made their expressions strong.
(... what do we do?
The only way to take the flag away is to defeat Silf......
But if you push through that strong wind, it's obvious that you can't just do it.
"Elisha, that magic you just did, can't you use another shot?
"... magically, if it's about another shot.
But you can't even get close with that strong wind... "
"... Ranged attack, but powerful enough to annihilate the Spirit..."
When Mr. Rafi spoke like he was worried about something - his body was about to be skipped by the intense wind pressure generated by Silf.
"An operational meeting would be nice, Mr. Elisha.
I'll give you one piece of advice.
The magic I did earlier is not to use it a lot.
Didn't the earlier attack just happen to be controllable?
Chairman Alicia spoke so that he could see through something.
Is that a provocation?
"Don't you say that and fear the Spirit will do it again?
"I take it upon myself to think so.
But assuming Silf gets hit, my hand is still there. "
I don't think there's a lie in that word.
But.
"We promised - we'd all win."
"Really?"
And finally, Chairman Alicia shut his mouth.
Silf released wind pressure again.
"Shit - anyway, we'll do something about that silf!
"... that clear face of the chairman.
Rafi will distort you. "
When Mr. Rafi smiles niggardly and suspiciously.
"Sail -!!"
"You don't have to call me that. I can hear you."
"Heartbreaking, love is blind -"
Look straight into Sayle's eyes.
"From those who hinder the two to those who love them, to knights"
Mr. Rafi exercised some sort of sorcery.
Come on, wake up.
"Ha-ha, what about me?
"Sail, our enemy is that Spirit!
"Spirit - right, that's him!
Rafi, look at me! I'll make sure you're protected!
"Let, Sail? What's the matter with you?
Sail was incredibly bloody hot.
I speak plainly and without shame of what I would not normally say.
"I'll buy you some time with Rafi and Sail.
- Mr. Elisha, let's all win!
"... yeah!
Everyone is doing their best.
So, me too...
Concentrate on exercising magic.
(... earlier in magic, it won't reach Silf)
The magic of the flames went well with the dry ad, the fairy of the woods.
That's why I was able to wipe them out in one shot.
(... I want to exercise more, more powerful sorcery)
Concentrate your magic on your right hand and collect the elements.
I was making it easier on my feelings once I succeeded.
It looks like magic can be exercised more easily now than earlier.
Now we can use more powerful magic to defeat Sylph?
The stranger I am, the clearer I get in my head.
In the front, Sail and Silf are fighting each other.
Sail hanging out with the Spirit of the Wind and the Magic of the Wind.
He seemed to be much better at fighting than usual.
It's not just the two of us.
In the rear, Mars is still defending the flag.
Believe that we will take the flag.
Then - I want to respond.
To that thought...
I don't know if I can.
I maintained the magic and fire elements of my right hand...
It streams magic into your left hand and collects elements of light.
(... if this synthetic magic)
Synthetic magic is a collection and synthesis of the same amount of magic and elements in the right and left hand to create the original magic.
It is not something that can be exercised in combat because of the need for elaborate magic control.
Now that my people are buying me time...
I superimposed the magic and elements gathered in both palms.
Then...
(... grunting)
Intense pain ran on both arms.
(... hey, what!?
Even now, my concentration is interrupted by the pain that makes my arm rip open.
(... calm down, calm down!
I tried to calm down my thoughts.
But - for a moment, just for a moment, it was just behind my head.
Magic runoff - the appearance of a student whose whole body burns down.
That's all - my body trembled.
Why? Why? Why not? Why now?
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh -"
"Mr. Elisha -!? You shouldn't! You guys, come behind me!
I'm not in control of magic.
This feeling - it's the same as it was then when we fought against the college.
Beyond my limits, my will was irrelevant, and magic released from my body.
* Mars Perspective *
"What?
Unusual magic fluctuations.
A vortex of violent magic out of control.
It's Ellie who's in that vortex.
"- Elisha's guy. No way!?
"This is a magical outburst!?
Falt and Naea's remarks changed my expectations to certainty.
"Falt -!!"
I reached out to Falt.
"Mars, you..."
Falt's confusion is only for a moment.
Touching my outstretched hand, Falt transferred me.
Ahead of the metastasis, beside Ellie, who is on the verge of a magic rampage.
"Ellie!!
"Mars...... no!! Don't come!!!!!
Its complexion is pale.
Those eyes that look at me seem to reflect despair.
"It's okay."
I grabbed Ellie's hand and smiled.
Lay my hands on both hands of Ellie.
"No, you can't! Get away from me!
Just like that, to Mars, like that time -!? "
"I'm fine.
Don't panic about it. "
A burning pain runs in my hand.
But it's not even this painful.
Because it's harder for me to see Ellie's face still crying than it is for this pain.
"Ellie must be able to control it.
I'll help you, too. "
"Mal...... S"
I did see it in Ellie's eyes.
"Can you do that?
There are no words.
It's just Ellie agrees.
"Then concentrate and suppress the magic."
Ellie, who has regained her composure, suppresses the magic that releases her little by little.
Unusual magic fluctuations gradually disappear.
Without causing a magic rampage, Ellie fogged and vanished both the magic that was gathering and the elements that were condensed before the magic formed.
"Hey, you were okay, weren't you?
When I smile again.
Tears streamed from Elisha's eyes.
And Ellie was wrapping her own hands around me. Grab my hands.
"... mine, because of..."
"This much healing magic will cure you soon."
The palms are lightly burnt to pieces.
But this isn't really a big deal.
"I'm so glad Ellie's okay"
"Huh..."
Erie burying her tear-wet face in my chest.
That warmth I feel in my chest had certainly proven that Ellie was safe to have her on this occasion.
"Temee and the others, look! Our victory!!
From behind, Nenair's roar of victory echoed.
Take the white flag from our position and fly it high.
"Shit, winner, third grade team!!
The referee, Ronnifus, declared the third-year team victorious.