If you train Lv1 Magic Arrow to Lv999 - exiled aristocratic students, train without giving up hope to reach the strongest

"Magic Arrow"

A white arrow released from my hand flies straight to Carlisle.

My arrow and Carlisle's shield...

Those two clashed from the front.

A loud noise echoes my ears.

It plays on Carlisle's shield and disappears lightly - my magic arrow that everyone would have thought it was, but it didn't.

Eating into Carlisle's shield.

No...

I heard a faint noise. It's the sound of Carlisle's feet being pushed backwards without momentum.

Carlisle's right hand supporting my magic arrow is shaking. The elbow, which was stretching properly, was pushed by momentum and began to hold an angle.

Look at me. Carlisle's face.

I laughed.

"That's funny, you"

The moment I said it, Carlisle screamed.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!

At the same time as my voice, I changed the angle of my arm and pushed my magic arrow to the ground.

White glow can play like a bomb.

Carlisle stood up all the time with a cool face after the flash went out.

"I enjoyed it."

As soon as I see that figure, cheers fly from the students.

"That's right, Carlisle!

"I knew it was overwhelming! Awesome!"

In that cheer, Carlisle walked to me in a relaxed foothold.

"The third shot is over, is that satisfying, you?

"... Yes. I'd be happy to shoot a magic arrow."

"That's good. Then the exam is over. Good luck."

"Thank you. Hold on to me."

I offered my right hand to shake my goodbye hand.

But...

Carlisle doesn't hold hands back. I was just staring at my hands without saying anything.

"Yeah?"

It was when I tilted my neck.

The examiner broke in between me and Carlisle.

"Fool! Carlisle, ask me to shake your hand! There's so much rudeness!

Oh, is that what this is about...

Sure, I don't know any horsebone. Student. There is no way I can shake hands with a genius court magician who is a national treasure.

"That was rude."

When I turn my back on Carlisle, Laura tries to get back to where she was waiting.

"Wait."

Carlisle stops me like that.

"You, what's your name?

It's Alberto.

"Alberto, huh"

The dust and Carlisle grinned.

"I'll remember that name"

That said, Carlisle walked away without him.

I went back to Laura.

"Good luck! Mr. Alberto! Good for you!

"Oh, really?

"Yes! 'Cause that Carlisle guy got me some sorcery!? Because I don't get that chance!

"Oh...... sure"

I didn't really care, but it's certainly not a story.

Should I have let the real magic arrow go anyway? 'I don't need any help,' he said, so I shot him with as much force as the first and second shot, but not with all my strength.

Well, it's not about knocking it down - should I be happy that I have a good memory.

"Ah! My number has been called! I'm coming!

"Oh, keep up the good work"

Laura ran forward once again.

"Magic Arrow! Magic Arrow! Magic Arrow!

Three white arrows unleashed by Laura fly toward the target.

Not all three shots were centered - but all were hit without taking them off target.

That's not a bad grade.

Looking at the other students, they didn't even reach 30 meters away or fly in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

I spoke to Laura when she came back.

"That's not bad."

"Yes! I was nervous, but I'm glad I didn't go crazy at hand!

But I lean my neck with an anxious look.

"I hope you get a good rating...... what do you think"

Magic Arrows are the first thing many magicians remember as the foundation of all sorcery.

So if you become a magic arrow researcher like me, just look at the magic arrow and you'll know exactly what magicians can do.

Laura is well trained for her age.

I'm sure he's a magician blessed with talent and the environment.

Much more than I did ten years ago.

So...

I grinned and said to Laura.

"It's okay. I think Laura will take it."

"I hope so."

So I got a stiff face, and Laura...

"No! If Mr. Alberto praises me, I really feel fine!

You seem to trust me.

... I don't know why, but whatever it is, I'd love for Laura to feel confident.

That's how the primary exam ended.

That's my memory and that's the end of my practical moves. Next, take a written exam and the exam will be over.

Yes, my memory.

The examiner shouted out loud.

"Now we start the second practical exam with this!

It won't end, will it?

Apparently, the period of ten years was very long.

"The second test is the dispel magic - the magic exam! Give me the magical item I'm about to prepare here. I want you to lift the magic within the time limit."

"... not good"

When I listened to the examiner, I snapped.

Laura next door tilts her neck.

"What's wrong?

"I can't use Dispel Magic."