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

"So that's it for today, I just want to say... I'm going to do a little something this time"

That's what instructor Wright told me during his magic sword moves class.

I currently have confirmation of the fast-track magic Quick and sword moves mould, and that was just the end of it. What everyone is learning, by the way, is the form of a basic sword technique called the Arnold stream. This is the cornerstone of every sword move, and after the second year there exists a choice as to whether to go to another genre or to polarize the Arnold stream.

Arnold Stream is also the source of swordsmanship, which spawned numerous derivative schools, and is well matched with witchcraft. It is valued as a mainstream from the backdrop still employed in various sorcery colleges, starting with learning the basics of Arnold Stream in this college.

And this is how I practice the Arnold stream now to focus on mastering this for a year... and so on.

"It's June now, and it's time for Magics Chevalier, a sorcery swordsman's tournament, to start qualifying on campus in July, with leading players to be decided in late July. You freshmen will fight rookies, that is, freshmen only. With players from other schools, of course. For once, students from the same college are not allowed to combine at the beginning. Based on that...... I'm going to do a mock fight, does anyone want to? I don't care if you recommend me or not."

Magicswordsman's tournament "Magicus Chevalier"?

I also spoke to my master, but the freshman year is a rookie fight. I'm supposed to be in the main game after sophomore year. I talked to my master, but since I'm not going to be able to get out, I was going to be static this time... but the story is going to go in an unexpected direction.

"Yes, let me do it"

"Oh. You're Albert-Allium. I'm counting on you because you're good. So, his opponent..."

"Ray-White. Come on."

"Hmm? Me?

"Ah."

Whether those foresighted eyes were dwelling in anger or purely hot, I felt strangely rolling. But strange... how much is it that makes me so provocative because I'm an Ordinary?

No, until I was told it was noble physique... but I didn't feel like there was any other will involved.

"White-kun. You're a good swordsman too... you want to take it?

"If you have received your nomination, then yes... I will do it"

Moments, my surroundings squeeze.

"Aristocrats and Dead Sorcerers (Wizards)..."

"But he's doing a great job."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm not very good at witchcraft, but... sword moves are a little different."

"Don't surprise the average person" Ordinary "..."

And, unexpectedly, favorable opinions were heard. Amelia and Evi come near me in the meantime.

"Good luck, Ray"

"I'm counting on you too!

"Ah. Let's do everything we can."

That's how I confront Mr. Allium in the presence of Teacher Wright.

"I'll tell you what a coincidence that was."

"This previous arr...? Oh, in the Kafka Forest."

"I could have done it myself! And I'm stronger than you. There's no way a nobleman loses the Ordinary!!

"Hmm...... I see. Well, I don't know the battle until I try to open the lid. Let's compete with dignity."

That makes my eyes even harder.

He emphasizes something called lineage. But that shouldn't have seemed like his environment was making him do it, rather than him. It is my belief that there are still significant environmental factors associated with the health of the aristocracy. From an early age, emphasis on pedigree, emphasis on talent. I can't say that's all bad, but that's still... not enough.

Now that we have reached the Seven Sorcerers, I know... but I'm sure only those who have arrived will know that. Even if I say it with my mouth, I realize it's no longer in vain.

Then I guess I should wear it black and white with this sword.

Well... this time it's a wooden knife...

"The rule is that the use of wooden knives and witchcraft is only with physical strengthening. There is no Quick Magic this time. You're not used to it. [M] I will decide whether one wins or loses. [M] I'll stop you when it's dangerous."

"Okay."

"Ha. Got it."

Hear the word and take a distance.

We have other students surrounding us in this workshop. And me and him face it straight.

"Okay...... here we go!!

At the same time we recognize the word, we run through each other's ground.

Of course, I will not forget the exercise of witchcraft while running.

Prima Material-Encoding-Supply Materials Code

Material Code = Decoding

Substance Materials Code = Processing

Embodiment = Internal Inside Code

Apply the code to the body. That's how when physical strengthening ends with each other, he swings a thoughtful wooden knife down from the top.

"Ora ahhhhhhhh!!

"Mm...... ugh!!

I'll take it.

Heavy. Heavy sword.

He seems confident in his prowess, but that's not a mistake, either. You'd be good enough to be in the top 10 in this first year. As a sorcerer swordsman, it will be promising in the future... but I can't easily lose here either.

I don't care what you say, because there's another side to losing.

If we compete with each other, it's the same for everyone who feels better to win.

"What the... what the fuck!! Ordinary! You're a dead sorcerer!

……

A series of repeated outrageous attacks.

How confident he is, he waves an endless wooden knife. But it's... I'm just waving a wooden knife at the mercy of emotion and strength through physical strengthening.

There is no magic there. Sword moves are also the same as witchcraft. Though code theory does not exist, swordsmanship should be exercised calmly and logically.

"… Mr. Allium"

"Ah!!?

"It's over."

"Ah......!

The moment he tries to roll out the big swing upper section again, I try to jump his wrist and swing the wooden knife. That's how the circle and the wooden knife strike the universe and fall straight to the ground with Karan Karan.

The victory and defeat were decided.

"That's settled. The winner is Ray-White."

The twist spreads.

"Are you serious..."

"That was surprisingly light."

"But... I really didn't know Ordinary would win..."

Everyone seems surprised, but I can feel Amelia staring at me in the middle. That's kind of like wanting something rather than congratulating you on your victory...... such a gaze. That's how Amelia approached us and turned to Instructor Wright, not me.

"Doctor."

"Hmm? Mr. Rose? What's the matter with you?

"Can I do it with Ray next?

"I don't mind if he agrees..."

"I don't mind myself"

I agreed immediately.

I see. Did Amelia want to fight me?

That's how Mister Allium turns to Tobotobo and everyone else... now me and Amelia are going to confront each other.

"Ray. You're a strange man. Magic doesn't work well. But the sword technique was extraordinary, and it was also strong in action in the Kafka Forest. I've wanted to fight you ever since."

"I see... that's a delightful word. Let's take a moment together."

"Hehe... right"

Stand with each other.

That way again, Teacher Wright's voice goes up.

"Okay...... here we go!!

Just like earlier, I would run the cord again to strengthen my body......

"Mm...... ugh!!?

"Ahhhhhhhh!!

Disease "Ha".

Amelia's speed was superior to that of Mr. Allium. That would also have a purely magical composition, but I guess this is how fast the code is processed and she's top notch again. The capacity "Capacity" is also large, and the processing speed is also fast.

All this has a big talented side, so I can only be sure that she has a big talent.

I take her sword trident from the front like that.

Not heavy...... but fast!

As soon as I take it, I'm moving on to the next attack. I'll try to sew between them again, too, and overlap the attack... totally jilli poor. Her. That was slightly above my sword trident, but it exceeded.

─ ─ Can't it be as it is now? But here......

And I just figured it out a little bit, and I realized that the shackles of my abilities would just come off a little bit. It got hot. That's how I really wanted to face that so beautiful sword of hers again.

"... Huh?

The pompous Amelia voice was no longer in consciousness.

And my sword makes sure it gets sucked in and goes to her throat...

"Gu...... Gu!

Pain runs into the brain. And that attack will lose momentum along the way and Amelia will jump the wooden knife as it is.

"The winner is Mr. Amelia-Rose. But White... you..."

"No. I just lost purely"

I ask Amelia to shake my hand as soon as I feel the pain.

"Amelia. You're amazing."

"... the last"

"Hmm?"

"Last arr, what? I... couldn't see..."

"No, that's..."

"Who the hell are you...?

I never answered Amelia's question.