I was born as the seventh prince, what should I do?

Then dissolve. The first lecture ended with Dr. Mueller's voice that

At the end of the lecture everyone leaves the training ground thoughtfully.

When I tried to get behind the training field, I got my shoulder grabbed from behind a long time ago, and I was held back from walking.

"............... what?

What was grabbing my shoulder was Artur Sheeshkin tangled up in me until earlier.

"You... just now"

I also wrinkle my eyebrows at the sheeshkin, which I said a little hard to say.

"Earlier, what's magic? Mr. Clovis said it, too. Sense and skill prevailed over me. And yet I lost because of that magic! This!! me!!"

Sheeshkin's fingers roughing his voice feed more and the pain runs.

The pride that I win and naturally, I can't possibly lose.

Of course Sheeshkin had the strength to do so.

But.

"Sure, I was losing to you. If it's just a sword, you sure are, no. All of them here are even more amazing than I am. But I don't want to lose to you guys who just stick to the sword, ruling out other possibilities."

With that said, the other students who were leaving us now to get out of the training ground also stopped.

"Did you think about it before you asked me the question? Did you find out what I did, when I planted the magic, what was the trigger condition?"

Sheeshkin stuck in words a long time.

That's right. You came to me right after the lecture.

I guess I've never even thought about it. I don't know about magic.

"Of course, you can tell me. But I'll teach you, so you have to teach me too. It's not fair."

Step forward to the seasickin and packed the distance.

Grab Sheeshkin's chest barn, which is a little behind the steep approach.

"Give me the sword. Tell me."

"Huh...?

"I teach you magic and you teach me the sword. Now reciprocate. Duh?"

I've only ever been entertained and played by an overwhelming man named Master Currillos.

To match my strengths, little by little, little by little, so that I can feel that I'm getting better.

But don't let it break my heart.

But you can't do that.

What's missing from me is an overwhelming experience.

That's also why I chose the Knights Department instead of the Magic Teacher Department at school this time.

I chose this department to get the chance to compete with all sorts of different opponents, both in habit and in skill choices.

"... because... no"

"............ Ha!!?

"Why! I have to teach one!!"

"Extremely selfish!!"

That's what I'm talking about, you bastard!

"Why not! It wouldn't be fair if you taught me all about magic!

"What's nasty!! No!!!

"Super stubborn!! Why not! Tell me!!"

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"Ah already!! If you are, calm down a bit. No!

From behind the sheeshkin, bright brown hair leaps out.

"If you are, come on, are you going to calm down a little bit?

"It's you!! Are you done, Temee!

"Wow. A bloody man is real. Are you fighting and selling to anyone? Stop it, it's embarrassing."

"What the hell Cora!?"

"Really... too much blood or wow..."

I leaked a ha-ha-ha dry laugh like a guy in Kansai Valve pulled a little.

"I'm sorry? Nothing. I don't know him or anything."

"No, no. I'm sorry? I can be extra angry because I called."

I'm sorry with my hands, and I bow my head to the man who apologizes.

"What the hell are you doing, Cora!!"

Still screaming sheeshkin, I get annoyed.

So I grabbed my cheek as much as I wanted and did it like an octopus mouth.

"M!? nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Shut up for once... Do you still scream?"

"Homma, how are you..."

Ignore the fish now. Ignore it.

"Uh, you mean the same class, right? I'm Rye Ortnek. They haven't called me by my last name, so call me by my last name."

"Whoa, Rye. My name is Nakiri Shiloh. Nice to meet you."

I feel a little nostalgic for that Japanese-like name.

"Shiloh's the name?

Nakiri would be more of a name if it were the same law as anyone around me before, but Shiloh is more of a name for me in a narrative sense.

So when I asked him that, Shiloh happily broke his face.

"Yes, yes! I don't think Nakiri is the name, but Shiloh is the better name in my place of origin. Nakiri is my family name! Hey, you got it!

Seeking to shake hands with the hands of those who hadn't grabbed Sheeshkin's face, Shiloh responded with joy.

"Hey."

I couldn't stand it. Sheeshkin grabbed my wrist.

"Come on, Cora."

Sheeshkin, who shook off my hand, turned straight to Shiloh and, unexpectedly, offered his hand.

"It's Artur. I'm not interested in weak guys."

I could see a blue muscle running on my forehead with a bikiri on Seasikin, who shook hands with Shiloh disappointingly.

What is it, Cora? Am I weak or something, Cora??

Sure, I'm weak. Are you weaker than Sheeshkin?

But someone else. It would be annoying if the unwanted one told me that it was not technically hostile.

"You did it better for my magic, but you're stronger than me, Cora."

"Ah!? What the hell Cora!!"

"Ahhh! Already! Rye and Artur are too bloody bloody hey!!"