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

Until the start of the cultural festival, the rest is about two weeks.

As a matter of fact, I don't have two weeks left because I also pinch holidays etc.

And after school the last few days, each classroom is noisy. That's because, of course, I'm getting ready for an offering. Among other things, we're supposed to open a made-to-measure coffee.

You think that rumor is not only already spreading throughout the school, but is also a topic for discussion externally?

Incidentally, a week after the cultural festival of the Arnold School of Magic, the cultural festival of the Mercross School of Magic, and yet another week later, the cultural festival of the Diom School of Magic.

It seems natural for students from other colleges to come to the cultural festival because the dates are not worn. That seems to be combined with inspections, etc., but every year this is rotated, and this year our college is set to hold its first cultural festival.

"Okay...... is this what this is all about?

"Oh. Ray, isn't that okay?

So we men were working outside. The women prepare for the creation and interior of made-up clothing within the class. The men, on the other hand, are encouraged to make signs outside, mainly because they are in charge of hard work.

Of course, I'm not going out of hand here.

First, after me and Evie cut the board into proper shape with a scarecrow, the other boys scrape its surface and corners with a yasle. There should be not only one sign, but more than one to be displayed in the class, to be made for outside publicity.

"Then I'll engrave the letters."

Stand up softly and try to engrave a letter on the finished sign. To stand out, once carved with a sculptural knife, the outer frame of the letter is carved and the paint is overlaid from the top. By doing so, I'm going to finish the sign.

"Hey, they're coming."

"Ah......"

"The white lettering is amazing."

"This is a sight to see..."

And as the boys stare at me, I take the sculpture knife... first look over and see the overall view of the sign.

Imagine the appearance of the letters you will now engrave.

That's how when I finish imaging, I don't hesitate to carve the letters with a sculpture knife.

"Whoa!

"Don't hesitate......!

"But the finish..."

"Be the perfect one"

"Kukukuku... this is definitely a win for our class..."

I just wave the sculpture knife indifferently. I'm actually good at this work. Well, as usual, I have a sad history of being trained by my master or having to...

"All right. This must be it"

When you finish a single sign, they all say, "Ooh!" Raise your voice.

"Awesome!

"This would no longer be art"

"Seriously... he's painting something."

"And the white one, you're an artisan to paint with."

"Seriously, what's going on with this guy's specs? Ordinary or whatever, you're too bad..."

And when I'm done working on one, and I'm taking a breather, Albert comes up.

"Ray. That's just the finish."

"Phew... but the design just got me excited about Albert's"

"That's true... but this reproduction has exceeded my expectations"

"That's only because we had the best designs"

"Right. I'm glad to hear that."

When the two of us praise each other so much, Evie comes here to see if the task of cutting the board is over again.

"Oh! Ray, you're a boulder!

"Evie. Well, it's always the same. So, can you ask for this guy?

"Oh. Is that paint?

"Oh. I'll do it, too, but I want you to do this one"

"Hehe. Leave it to me!"

Me and Evie make sure we line up and put the sign in front of us.

There is no wind... Now you'll be able to paint it thoroughly.

"Hey. They're coming."

"Paintwork next?"

"But this isn't just White..."

"Ah. I didn't know Evi, that muscle Dharma, had that kind of delicacy together..."

"I'm freaking out too on that one..."

Yes. Actually, is Evi good at fine work or does he unfortunately demonstrate its true value in painting? Rather than that, there has been a single scale since the event in the Environmental Investigation Department during the Magics Chevalier tournament.

Evi's delicacy has had something to keep an eye on since then, but let me leave it to you that painting has been done at my parents' house too... it really finished the best. The colour will not leak out of the liquid or the specified range.

After everything has been calculated, the paint work.

It's some kind of art, no doubt.

And pencil in. I'm in charge of the bigger sign, so I'm going to apply it to a lot of mess at first, but Evie is different. Unlike mine, he's a little sign to put in front of his class.

That's what makes that sign look overwhelmingly small if you put Evi's giant forward.

But he will also do the painting work in a serious way.

All right. Shall I concentrate too...

"Something like this?"

"Ugh. That's perfect."

When me and Evie finish the sign, the boys come together and raise their admiration.

"Ugh..."

"Seriously......"

"Hey. What's going on with this flower shaping?

"And this pretty girl in maid clothes was painted by White?

"No, you will. Take a look."

"Are you serious..."

"This is under our class..."

Rather than surprised, everyone was pulling a little to this degree of completion. The sign depicted about two maids imagining Amelia and Elisa.

Of course we have permission for both of us (Amelia forcefully told us about Elisa).

I tried to draw a character shape based on Amelia's designed maid clothes and even Senior Rebecca's comics. Besides, imagine the two of us watching from day to day. I tried to take the brush... I see it's not so bad.

And we'll all take the distance again and look at that sign, but it was still good.

"Well, let's leave the final finish to everyone"

"Ooh!"

So the rest of the boys students dry their paint with magic. With the wind, mix the heat slightly into it. That is why neither this task nor another inch of madness will be tolerated. And when we finished the part where everyone was focused and in charge, the sign work was finished.

"Okay. You're done. Okay, I'm gonna go help the student club."

When I told everyone that, I rushed straight to the student council room.

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"Senior Rebecca. Thank you for waiting."

"Oh? Mr. Ray. Was today the day you came here?

"No. But I thought I'd help you because I've got a little time"

"Already... I always say that and come to help"

"Get used to it. I'm worried about seniors."

"... I hope it helps. Prioritize your class, though, right?

"Yes, I understand."

When I'm in position as usual, I quickly glance at the paperwork. Even so, there is not so much quantity at present. All we have to do is check the schedule and check the food for the day.

"Speaking of which, what did Mr. Ray do today?

"I was making a sign"

"Is that a sign?

"Yes. Oh, sure, now you might just see it from the veranda"

"? Really?

The two of us go out on the veranda and stare down from there. Many students were in the process of working there, but many of them were attracted to the standout sign at the moment.

"Uh... did Mr. Ray make that one?

"Yes. Even so, we cooperated with the whole class"

"Who drew a girl like that Amelia and Elisa?

"It's me."

"Yep... wait a minute. Without a draft of that?

"Yes, because the image was originally in my head. Besides, Albert was consulted about the design in advance."

"... I don't think Mr. Ray can say anything about people"

"Huh?"

"You complimented my peer magazine, but Ray seems to have an amazing artistic talent, too"

"Really?

"Yep. That's right... the truth is, you and I wanted to do some work someday"

"Seniors..."

All I could see was the side, but that was just a little bit of a lonely voice.

"Okay, well, good luck with the rest of your work today!

"Ha!"

Cheerful seniors as usual.

But that's why I was anxious somewhere.

In the meantime, the Arnold School of Magic's Cultural Festival... was about to begin.