Ice Sword Mage Unites the World - The Boy, the world's most powerful magician, enrolls in the School of Magic

"Welcome to Arnold School of Magic"

Time passed after entering the auditorium and sitting appropriately in the available seats… The admissions ceremony finally began. I am separated from Amelia. Apparently she has a grade delegate greeting as chairman, and she's in the front seat.

By the way, I'm in a seat near the middle.

"Now, I'm sorry to inform you that I've enrolled in this school of magic. About 80% of you probably won't be a big magician."

It is Abby-Garnett, the head of this college, who speaks that way. Features orange hair.

I don't know much about the world of magicians. But I do know that name. Because she is one of the seven greatest sorcerers in the world, the culmination of sorcerers in this world.

Seven Mages of the World.

The culmination of only seven sorcerers in the world, as defined by the Sorcery Society. As its name suggests, it is the generic name of those who have extremed the essence of witchcraft.

Magicians have rank and become bronze - silver - gold - platinum - saint - grand. I commend the seven culminators of that holy class Grand as the world's seven greatest sorcerers with respect and awe.

The highest mage in the world. That's where everyone admires it and tries to get it. When you become a magician, it is only natural that you want to extremes the essence of magic. Apparently nobles in particular have a strong tendency to do so.

And Abby-Garnett's two names are... burning mages.

As the name suggests, it's the perfect name for her to be extremely flaming magic.

"This is a fact that is apparent as a statistic. You've got the top 20% or 10% of the school year. You are indeed talented magicians admitted to this college. [M] However, among them, it is further screened for Sieve. 80% of you will graduate in bronze without even being silver magicians. But the remaining 20% were in some years when there were those leading up to the Holy Grade Grand. Young man trying to extremes the essence of witchcraft. Try. That's the blood seeping effort. Those who mourn that they have no talent will surely come out. But ability is what is made up of talent, effort, and environment. No matter how talented I am, I've seen a lot of rotten magicians. Again, therefore, I say: Make an effort."

That concludes the story of the Dean of the College with an end.

She did not speak of ideals. Just stick to reality. But that's what magicians are for. We need to realize that we set foot in a world like that.

As the Dean of the Academy goes down from the top, she looks at this one in a chill. And when I thank you lightly, I laugh nigga.

She and I are actually friends of the Old Knowledge, and there was a lot going on... but let's cut it out now.

"Then greet the freshman delegate."

"Yes."

Rin's voice echoes in the auditorium.

Said it was a brand new uniform, but it was totally tame to Amelia. She stretches her spine firmly, as she did when she was with me, and climbs onto the stage with perseverance.

Where do those burning eyes look?

That's how she breathed softly and opened its mouth.

"I'm a freshman delegate, Amelia-Rose. I am proud to have been admitted to this Arnold School of Magic where I come from. But this is the beginning, not the point of reach. There will surely be many difficulties awaiting us in our way. But being a student here, it is a presence that will face that difficulty. As the dean said earlier, we also have to move on, knowing once again the reality that as a matter of fact we will only achieve the top 20% of the school year. That's our mission when we enrolled in this college trying to excel in witchcraft…"

Purely good, I thought.

It would also be charismatic, but above all its way of speaking is oddly convincing. Perhaps he memorizes what he talks about beforehand, but he continues to talk well after also incorporating the story of the Dean of the College in an add-on.

Nothing. This has nothing to do with her ability as a magician, but I'm sure she'll be a popular magician that will bring people together.

I had that feeling.

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"Well... the class..."

The entrance ceremony is over, and the next thing you know, you're going to your classroom.

I stare at the big piece of paper stuck out in front of the college gate. It has the names of the students in it, and I look for my name from a distance.

"... There it is! I see... Class A"

Ray-White's name was in Class A. By the way, there are 200 students in the school year, and that's 40 by class A ~ E at a time. I checked that and the names of the other students, but there was also Amelia's name.

I think my first college friend was sincerely good in the same class.

Friends are a must for filled college life.

……

That's how I get into the classroom. The seat was already on the blackboard with the name on it. I'm in the back seat of the window. It's nice to know what's behind it, but there was her in that contrasting place.

"Dear Amelia, Greetings. It was wonderful!

"I really thought I was great too!

"The boulder is the eldest daughter of that Rose family!

And she was already surrounded.

But I'm convinced of its popularity. To that look, charisma. If you tell me you have good manners, that's what people get together

Well, shall I go say hello too?

"Amelia, you're in the same class."

"Ray. Good, you're in the same class"

Try to tear that hustle apart, and I'll say hello to her. But who are the other students? He just shoots me through with his gaze. And I could understand that I didn't like that gaze.

"Oops. Take a seat."

A woman's voice echoes in the classroom.

At the same time the students, who were standing up and bickering, sat in their seats scattering spider children. I was going back to my seat again, just like that.

"Well, I'm Helena-Glady. I don't care how you call me, Dr. Gray. Well, guidance is dall on the first day of school. Well... this is also my job, so I just have to do it"

Short-haired hair, ruffled outfit. However, makeup was minimal and beauty as a woman was well manifested.

Gray teaching? It creates an atmosphere that looks like a dal, but is it okay? I'm a little fluttered at my feet, and I probably even had a deep drink last night. That's what I concluded from one experience.

Well, nothing. No one here will be asking teachers to behave like teachers or anything.

An Arnold School of Magic teacher is not just a teacher. That's because it's the magic expert, The Expert, and the teacher is one-sided and the aspect as a researcher is stronger.

"Let's just introduce ourselves. Do it right from there."

Teaching to tell that in a throwing way.

I'll be sure to get the names of each and every one of you to secure a new friend. Everyone said what family they were from or what nobility they were.

I see. Are there any aristocratic students? I want to stay close to this. The breadth of your relationship is important.

That's how I was the last one to come. Of course you can't have a hemp here. First impressions First impressions are important.

"It's Ray-White. Some of you may know, but you're from Ordinary, the average person. Apparently, since the beginning of this college, Ordinary, a common man, will strive to crush himself as a magician. Regards."

Singh, and I heard just a little couscous and laughter the moment the silence spread. I didn't mean to say gag, but if you took it, let's say good.

When I sat down with a satisfied face, Teaching Gray spoke pale as it was and so far it was dissolved. So I'm headed to my quarters next.