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

The next day.

I heard a lot of rumors about me, but the wind seemed to be changing a little bit.

"Did you hear that? Ordinary beat the nobleman, right?

"Rumor has it, I also had a good battle with Rose, the three nobles of everything"

"Heh... it is. Surprisingly, the Ordinary."

Voices like that just came into my ear a little bit.

"Ooh. Has Ray's rumor eased a bit, too?

"I hope so."

I was now out of the dorm with Evi and headed to the classroom. I heard the voice on such an arrow tip.

Surprisingly, my reputation may change soon. I don't care that much for myself, but still, no bad reviews would make my future student life great.

"But..."

"What's up?

"I knew your combat skills were amazing. Where'd you learn that?

About yesterday. The game with Mr. Allium hasn't happened yet, but if anyone sees Amelia, they'll know my unusual moves. Evie seemed to feel something again, too.

I don't know how to answer...... but I decided to answer honestly here.

"I have a master."

"Master? Of swordsmanship?

"No, it's not just that. You're the master of your life. Magic, sword moves, and how to be a person. I've been taught a lot."

"Heh... Really?"

"But well... it was harsh"

"Is it that tough?

"Right. So much so that life here seems heavenly."

"Uhe...... that guy is nasty. So, what about that master now?

"I now live in the outer woods east of the kingdom. I'll introduce you to Evie someday."

"Huh... maybe I can get shimmered?

"I'm fine. You look like a beautiful woman."

"You're a woman... but you look..."

"Well...... I have a lot of personality issues, but I'm not a bad person"

"If you look at Ray, you'll see!

"hehe... right"

That's how we get to the classroom in no time, chatting.

"Morning."

"Weesh."

Say hello and head to your seats. Then Elisa and Amelia came to my seat.

"Morning, both of you."

"Good morning, Amelia"

"Oh... good morning...!

Yesterday. I got just a little hot and freed up some of my abilities. Amelia mentioned it, but I tried to escape and left the scene.

That blow. Perhaps the other students still felt a lot about Amelia, the party, and instructor Wright to it.

But Amelia talks to me the way she always does, without even dust.

I hope it's a matter of concern...... I think Amelia had a strangely dangerous atmosphere surrounding her after that. I wasn't just purely surprised by my sword moves, I felt something burning, burning... I felt that gaze.

I'm still short with everyone.

That's why I thought there were aspects of it that you seem to know and still don't... it's mutual...

I'm sure I'll have another day to find out what's in Amelia's mind.

That's how the day began today, as usual.

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"... hey"

"Mm? Ah. Mr. Allium, what can I do for you?

"Because of you... I'm... I'm...! Humiliation that nobility loses to the ordinary man Ordinary...... ugh!!

I see. I didn't think this was a good idea.

Besides, behind him, there were several students. I'm sure it's his friend, but it didn't even seem like an atmosphere of fun and bickering......

Just after school, now that I'm stopping by the library and coming home a little late.

I was just walking down the hall and going back to my dorm.

Not many students, even with the sunset plugged in comfortably...... his gaze was just as full of killing intentions. I know you well, those are the eyes I've seen so well.

Then the story he proposes was… roughly readable.

"There's no way I'm gonna lose to you! As a magic swordsman, if you want to compete for overall strength... I will never beat you!

"I see. In yesterday's mock battle, you said you couldn't exert enough power?

"That's right! If we can combine witchcraft, there's no way we can beat you just for physical ability!!

"... well. So, is that an application for a duel?

"You know..."

"Hmm..."

I thought this would happen someday. Obviously, he was the enemy in sight of me, and I'm sure the battle in that mock fight must have sounded. Besides, rumors this morning, I don't suppose it would be dishonorable to him.

That's why...... hate.

The option of not taking it here also exists... but I'm sure that won't get his mind off it.

Then... there was one option I would take.

"Okay. Let's hang out."

"Seriously, there's some magic exercises."

So you're fighting as a magic swordsman.

"Yes... then follow me"

We don't want to be blocked by anyone, but we move straight to the stadium... and when we look behind us, Evie, Amelia, and even Elisa stare at us.

Apparently it will follow... but are you worried about me?

But don't worry. I know what to do with this hand.

"Ooh."

And, Mr. Allium throws seriousness over here.

We came to the exercise area, but for some reason there were numerous students of the sights. Was this already a spectacle, spreading it? Or is it because nobility has a pride of nobility...

Pah, to look around, I did feel like I had a lot of aristocratic students. I don't even know everyone's name on the boulder, but it was obvious that they didn't have a good impression of me from Ordinary, the average person.

"Mr. Allium, what are the rules?

"You'd better admit defeat."

"I see."

I pick up a sword thrown at me. It was also used in Kafka Forest exercises but was a common broadsword itself.

Slightly longer sword for one hand. Blade crossing is about 70 to 80 cm. Also, unlike the servel, it has a straight blade with no anti-Sora, and the tip is double-edged.

And the same is true of what Mr. Allium has.

This battle...... similar in shape to yesterday, but clearly different.

It's not a wooden knife, and the exercise of witchcraft is anything.

Is that the battle between true sorcery swordsmen...... or something?

Stare at him. Those eyes are so stained with killing intentions. As a nobleman, I guess you don't like the fact that you tasted bitter juice on the Ordinary. I was told a lot when I was in the army, too. I can recall that every time I fought like this, it was yesterday.

As a matter of fact, I haven't had any real combat experience in three years since the Far East battle ended... But I didn't do anything in the meantime, and I'm working hard at this college. Then why don't we just relate to him with the maximum I can do right now?

"─ Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

There was no signal. But that's just for the record.

There is no referee.

Sharpen each other's wins and engrave the opponent with two letters of defeat. That's what it feels like to be close to the battlefield. Perhaps he will come with the temper to kill me. I don't mind a single arm... as much as I think.

"Mmmm......!!

"Olaola, what's wrong? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Unlike before, there is no limit to witchcraft. He creates the fireball Fireball in the fast magic Quick and even strengthens his body to attack me.

It certainly makes sense what he says. In that battle with the wooden knife, he hasn't been able to demonstrate his abilities. Instead, this magical offense is probably the real deal.

Magic Swordsmen fall into three categories: balanced, magical, and swordsmanship. Some use witchcraft and swordsmanship in a balanced manner, while others specialize in witchcraft, swordsmanship, and their styles vary from individual to individual.

As far as I can tell, he was self-evident in his sorcery type. I guess that's why I've applied for a duel on this condition. If you can use magic, you won't lose......

……

But including that is still not enough. I will not receive it.

My realm is further above him. I've already grabbed that with this series of offenses.

Are emotions still ahead of us, Mr. Allium launches an outrageous attack. Attacks by the fast magic Quick are great too. And then you make sure you sew it up, and you hit me with a sword trident.

It's a reasonable and judgmental way to fight.

But... there's still extra stuff in there.

That's emotion. Anger, hatred, etc. are not required for combat. It is true that sometimes the ability is temporarily raised to the bottom, but all in all it is extra.

Seeing him like that, I remembered that my master taught me to cut off my emotions. Already the master is not on his side, we have spent nearly 10 years together, but she is not in this college. But the teachings have always been engraved in my heart.

Then, as usual, all I have to do is thoroughly carry out the teaching.

"Just a defense!? Ahhh!!?

……

He thinks he's dominant, he comes on more offense. A sword trident that plays endlessly. And in the meantime, the fast magic Quick comes in. This is the real battle by the Magic Swordsman.

On the other hand, I sink my own consciousness... As if it were sinking into the ocean floor, I concentrate my consciousness and let it down. He doesn't know. Emotions, etc. are unnecessary for battle and only extra.

Because on the real battlefield, death awaits the moment you become emotional.

"Ah... is...?

In a moment, I cut the fireball he activated with a broadsword, approaching my eyes.

He is stunned by the impossible events and gives a dumb voice. That was the same for the students watching this fight.

Rip the magic with a sword. Such a craftsman, a soldier, is still considered impossible for students. But... that's none of my business.

And when I put the broadsword back in the middle, I told him:

"Mr. Allium. Let me show you the breadth of the world."

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho!!!

That's how I confronted him again.