Isekai Cheat Magician

Acto Basbel went to school as usual, headed to the classroom as usual, sat on his own as usual and waited for the teacher to arrive.

The beginning of the day as usual.

But there, feeling the unusual rumbling air, Acts learned to question. Would something have happened today? But there are no verses in Acts that come to mind.

"Hey, Acts"

A voice hung from behind me when I have unresolved questions.

"Ah, good morning, Shelton."

A boy with blunt gray hair mowed round had a nostalgic grin.

Shelton walked straight to his seat in the act and lowered his hips to that desk.

It's indiscretion itself, but I don't care if you went or were. It's the usual exchange.

"Hey Shelton. What's this all about?

Acto asks a friend. In the teeming classroom, Acto's voice was cancelled by noise after it reached Shelton.

"Oh, this one."

Looking around, Shelton nods. of information. He was purchasing stories. Regardless, a story is life in freshness.

"I hear an integration student comes to this class for anything"

"An embedded student?

Acts twist his neck to newly raised questions.

"How did you get into this school?

The Imperial National School of Magician Training does not allow halfway admission. If you want to enroll, you have to take the exam you deserve to break through the pass line. He was admitted to the school for the first time after attending an annual entrance ceremony.

Of course Acts and Shelton broke through the entrance exam.

Acts and Shelton are in their third year of school. I remember that there have been no such instances in the last two years, if not less.

"That's it."

"You don't know most of these guys," Shelton foretold, hissing his voice slightly.

"What?"

They're still grasping something for this information. Acto's voice also drops in volume as he matches Shelton.

I guess I don't need to get so nervous because it will be revealed sooner or later, but I still have a lower voice when I talk to you in private.

He said, "He's an international student."

"International students?"

"Oh. So, I'm talking about Ellistein,"

"Yeah."

"Bye. Apparently, they're Ellistein's court magician apprentices. The court magician's nobleman came to see the Empire."

"Heh. You're still ears fast. A boulder."

"Not so much, though!

"Don't get on the diagram"

Said to be pissy, the chest-stretching boy's head clasped his shoulders.

Ellistein's court magician. Its title alone is such an exceptional user of witchcraft that it can be seen at a glance in this world. He said he was also a nobleman. I guess that means the result of diplomacy with the next magical powers.

If you have the power of Ellistein's court magician here in Gargen, you will be safe in the future. You should be able to hire me to the country for a lot of money.

For the record, the compensation paid in Gargen is about 30% higher on an annual basis than the court magician in Ellistein. It's a bitter measure for the chronic shortage of good magicians in the Empire, but it's hard to figure out which one to take compared to the honor that prevails in the world called 'Ellistein's Court Mage'.

That's fine. Listening to Shelton, Acts learned to hook up.

"Wait. Did they say that?

"Ooh."

Shelton snorts satisfactorily.

"So there's more than one integration student?

"Exactly. There are three of them. So, this is what matters."

To the words, Acts listened more attentively.

"Actually?

"Actually?"

"Of the three, two are talking about beautiful girls!

A clever imitation of shouting aloud, Shelton.

……

An act that looks at him like that with an unchanging look.

Silence to visit between the two.

"... so?

Shelton, who devoured the shoulder watermark, gagged and showed. It's a good reaction.

"Well, you... it must be very important. You're a beautiful girl, beautiful girl."

"I'm not interested."

"... you're still not really looking at a girl."

Shelton doesn't hide his flaws in Acts' overly light-hearted narrative.

"I'll ask you the same thing again. You, a romantic denier?

"I'll give you the same answer. I don't care who you hang out with, I'm not gonna tell you anyway. I'm just not interested."

You haven't changed your mind?

"I wouldn't even think about it from the start if it was that simple."

Shelton, who often watched the act, felt no sign of correction and shook his head, for Christ's sake.

"Don't you dare. You're so cute."

As I say, the head of the act is caressed in a mess.

The act, which should have been praised, rather turned a cold half-eye towards Shelton.

"... is that a compliment?

"Fuck you. My analysis suggests that people like you will become popular with your sister."

I'm confident, but I wonder what you analyzed, Acto thinks.

The shape of Acts' face is neat inside. He is slightly small and neutral, but has a face that gives him a harsh impression of whether his mind or tight body makes him do so.

Adding an accent to it is a slightly longer for boys, light-brown hair cut together with shoulders with the same color blocked dog ears and tails.

These two elements are Shelton's argument that Acts are hot for your sister. I didn't thoroughly confirm it, but it's a prediction from the results of engaging the act somewhat with a few sisters who are personally cordial and hearing their thoughts.

"Yes, sir. Thank you very much."

"... really, don't be."

Shelton, who felt pointless no more, shrugged small to make it sound like an act.

As a boy who dreams of getting in deep with a girl, as long as he is jealous of the qualities of the act, even if he waits, a girl will come by.

"That's right, Shelton..."

"Am I?"

Shelton, who was immersed in such an idea, came back to reality in the words of Acts.

"Tell those integration students not to get too involved with me, okay?

"... you"

Acts felt Shelton's wrath, slightly engulfed in things like his own giving up, smiled small and bitter.

"As far as I'm concerned, no matter how much you're involved with me, it's strange that I'm not in a bad position."

……

It is a move that his morality makes, but another element is also heavily intertwined. Shelton, who is not retarded by what he does not do, was able to calmly analyze the cause of the result of the current situation.

That's why I get angry.

Even if I'm put in a situation like this, it's important for me to call him a fool who pushes straight to his goal, to myself without words.

"... I get it."

I reluctantly had to accept the words of a friend, feeling the hustle and bustle in the classroom far away.

"Hey, you guys take your seats."

It was the young man who was in charge of this classroom who came in with the sound of galleries and doors opening.

My classmates, who were flowering in rumors, rush back to their seats.

Shin, and the previous noise calms the classroom back down like a lie.

I need the money there to go to school. Thus, rather wealthy families or nobles make up the majority of students. Regardless of the substance, the discipline on the surface is well observed.

The teacher standing on the stage looked around at the students and read the colors of the expectations in their eyes and smiled bitterly.

"Morning."

"Good Morning"

"... at all. They say you can't stand a door in people's mouths, but you guys are ears fast."

The students don't slap in vain at anything. I know rumored integrators are coming to this class. The more you interrupt a teacher's story, the later you'll be introduced.

"From time to time, I wish they were united"

Several students who had a sense of the word, which would be the true meaning of the teacher, let their gaze swim slightly.

"Fair enough. Time is limited, and I need you to come in quickly. Come in, gentlemen."

Encouraged to enter the room, the three of them came into the classroom.

A whirlwind that goes up as soon as possible. It's joy and surprise. More than half the students.

Most of us are happy with boys. It is the woman who is surprised.

"There you go. I know how you feel, but calm down. Let me start with a brief explanation."

In a teacher's words, the blurring converged instantly.

"I've been enrolled in this school, I'm an international student from Ellistein."

Apparently, as Shelton said, there was no information known about the international student, and the classroom turned.

"Well, I don't know why it's from Ellistein, because apparently it's for the convenience of the greats."

The students laughed bitterly at the messed up teacher.

"Then you'll wonder why they're next. They're direct disciples of Ellistein's court magician."

The classroom is amazed by the honor of Ellistein's court magician.

Enough to blow to other countries. An honorable title you won't get no matter how much money you pile up.

What prowess possess you to be seen by such a court magician?

It's too much of a title to stir up the interest of the students.

"Well. My voice is good because I'm used to hearing it. Should I introduce myself to them?"

Teachers look to the three entrants. Take it, first the boy opened his mouth.

◇

Although I told Shelton earlier, I was interested in Acts and their integration students.

A classroom that gets noisy. The reason why the majority of students, men and women alike, speak up was also very well understood by Acts.

Shelton was right. Both the girl with her pink hair tied behind her head and the girl with her emerald-colored hair stretched up to her waist were beautiful girls of levels not seen there all the time.

A girl with pink hair would think that if she asked ten people, nine would be beautiful, or cute. The other one is a matter of preference, a range of errors. The girl with emerald hair would be something similar.

In contrast, the boy with them. I don't know what to say, but honestly, I can't wipe my mediocre impression. I think the comparison is bad. The two people in line are too extraordinary.

Acto turned his gaze slightly towards his classmate.

fulfilled, seeing how many have not been deceived by their appearance.

(Half...... no, 30%? Less)

The number of noisy classmates is high. Most of them are just noisy, but there are also those who make noise but leave the colour of intelligence in their eyes.

Easy to understand would be the atmosphere.

I don't know where it actually is unless I look at my strength. But these threesomes are definitely already going through the field.

Stand up, but no.

(I don't know what...... not like nobility. Piercing, is that what you mean?

Many aristocratic children are used to standing in public. However, there are not so many aristocratic students belonging to this school who also have comparable piercing locks to the integrated student threesome.

Such acts would also be overwhelmingly inferior in terms of experience. I was curious. I wanted to talk to you. What experience have they had?

A brief introduction from the teacher was completed, each introducing himself. The boy is Tyler Mirak. The girl with pink hair is Leelyn Carroll. The emerald-haired girl named Mireille Eldilla.

(Talk to me, I think...)

I just stabbed Shelton with a nail earlier. And Acts aren't going to make that different from themselves. It's not too shabby to get along if they come friendly again and again. That's exactly how Shelton and I became friends.

(Ma, it's enough for me to watch from afar)

The act closes its eyes and silences. In view of his situation, he concluded so.

To him as he was closing his eyes, a boy of three who had been integrating had his gaze on the act, but he finally never realized it.

◇

The Imperial National School for the Training of Mages is located in the southeast of the Imperial capital, Gargenia.

The huge grounds, shops for students, mainly schools with buildings, and after school, the market also shows bright blue buzz.

The school is divided into several disciplines.

Five of them are martial arts, knights, literature, magicians and general.

The martial arts department mainly learns melee and fortified witchcraft, regardless of weapons, while the knights study swordsmanship and witchcraft up to medium range. The Department of Magicians thoroughly performs the magic of the attributes that each student possesses. The Department of General Studies does not universalize the above three.

The Civil Service Department decides to serve the country if it can graduate. Apart from the minimal protection technique, it is mostly a discipline with different colors than the other four. The school building is also separate from the Civil Affairs Department alone.

Among the students, the Department of Civics is distinguished by 'Home Affairs', the Department of Martial Arts, etc., called 'Combat'. Neither is necessary for the country, so there is no confusion.

Every discipline is full meritocracy. I can't advance until I reach the pass line at the end of the school year. Although not subject to summary expulsion, the maximum period of enrolment is set at eight years. If you don't reach the pass line four times within that time frame, your dreams will be crushed, and those who belong to 'Home Affairs' will go for adventurers, vigilantes, and general soldiers, such as merchants. If you can advance up to four years, even if you can't graduate, the public can treat you as an "instant warrior." If you can graduate, "instant warfare" turns into "elite eggs".

Huge school buildings comparable to the grounds area of the noble mansion. One of the countless classrooms in it is the General Studies integrated by Taiichi.

As expected, the area around Taiji's seat was ruined with classmates trying to talk to each other, and the classroom was temporarily noisy. Especially if you become an integration student, which is a special case in this school, rather than a rarity.

The classroom was now surrounded by silence.

"… in this way, having magic can be something special that is only"

The middle-aged female teacher, with a soft grin, once separated words there, looked over the classroom.

"So why do you make the difference between those who have magic and those who don't? Answer me, Mr. Shelton."

"Whew!

I guess you didn't think they were pointing, couscous and laughter at the groans that took the pass away and leaked. It's not a shady one, the atmosphere in the class isn't bad.

The silver-haired boy gets up and thinks "er..."

There is no such thing as unanswerable. If that's the case, he hasn't advanced. That's what this place is about.

"One chosen by the Spirit possesses magic. If either parent can use witchcraft, they are more likely to be chosen by the Spirit."

"Yes, you're right"

Shelton took his seat with a ho sigh.

Now it is the foundation in the foundation. It is now the foundation of the early learning of magic by enrolling in this school.

But don't be alarmed. Advanced and abruptly learnt things from the past. Failure to answer that leaves less damage to the assessment of advancement, even if self-drilling is neglected.

"Now let's step in a little bit"

The color of the students' eyes changes. Earn points from here. Incorrect answers to the previous review will reduce the points, but will be added if the questions stepped in are answered correctly. It's a place to step out or rewind.

"Magic is something that gives magic to the Spirit of a given attribute and activates it with power"

Something you should know if you really want to be a magician. Nobody seems to remember any doubts.

"Then here's the question. Even though the chant wasn't wrong, I failed the magic trick. The unsuccessful sorcerer shall not be ashamed to call himself a sorcerer, that is to say, there shall be one or what level. Now raise your hands if you know what caused it."

In other words, it does not include the lack of image or the ability to manipulate magic that Rin suffered in the first period.

My hands are up now. All of them. Everyone in the class raised their hands.

When referring to a male student with a teacher, the risen boy replies, "It is caused by the depletion of the magic power of the operator". Still, my raised hand won't back down at all. Next, teachers refer to female students. "It's caused by a lack of mana," she replied.

At this point, more than 80% of the students lowered their hands regrettably. It was the teacher's whim that wasn't pointed out, bad luck. But surviving by luck is another world of everyday tea meals. This school building is also an irrational place to get used to being unlucky.

All that remained were eight students. Taiichi, Rin and Mura remain in the air. The remaining five can clearly be seen as high-ranking nobles. I guess I've had higher education since I was a young girl.

From here on out is what I haven't learned in class. The level of preview is asked.

"So long, Mr. Elzabate"

"Yes."

A girl called Elzabate rises gracefully.

(Ooh, that guy pointed)

Taiichi was impressed.

Not because Elzabate is a countess.

It wasn't because I could see it in a luxurious blonde, tight-eyed face.

(Vertical roll kitter!

Yes, how she sets it, her luxurious blonde hair tips stretched up to her waist, swirling around to create space in the center.

Little Carl, what an easy thing to do. At the thickest fundamental, it is three centimetres in diameter, narrowed and stretched down as it wraps around a vortex. I thought it was just in the story. I'm meeting the hairstyle now.

Elsa gracefully replied, "It's caused by the saturation of the mana." Correct. Some were surprised, but turned to surprise at the teacher's "right answer" voice. Also, some hands go down.

"I didn't know you knew that. Mr. Elsa is wonderful to have studied properly. Yes, mana can't be depleted or saturated. So... oh? There are people still raising their hands."

Yes, it is Taiichi, Rin and Mura who are raising their hands.

"You're all embedded students. Now let's ask Mr. Leelyn to answer."

A female teacher named Rin with such a soft voice. In his voice and back, his eyes glow slightly.

Rin stood up and opened his mouth, not thinking anything in particular.

At the same time, Taiichi and Mura also put their hands down.

"Mana rebels against each other and magic can fail. It's a phenomenon called" Zack. "

Rin took a seat without checking the answer match. I don't even have to check. The results are obvious if you look at the face of a teacher dyed by surprise. The classroom went out of its way.

"Often, you knew that...? It's a phenomenon that only some high-ranking scholars know their names from, isn't it?

"Because my master is excellent."

Answer with a smile. Seeing that smile, the classroom shrugged in a different way.

Now Ellistein's stock would have gone up. With that in mind, Rin thinks of his master, Remia. "Peck" is one of her research subjects.

The subject matter that Remia, that magical ghost, continues to study. That's all it takes to know its altitude.

"That's right, you're an apprentice to Ellistein's court magician. All of you, give her a beating and drill. Now the next…"

Just as Rin showed off her level, Mullah also makes herself known for her strength.

Subsequent classes are Pharmacy.

Classes in the classroom today, but in some days they will also be mobile classes for internships.

"And this is how to make primary magic drugs for recovery, poisoning, and paralysis."

A nerve-looking male teacher in the middle of the thirty turned to him after finishing a board book.

"A month from now, I'll have these three made at random. Of course, from collecting ingredients."

The classroom was engulfed with tension. The challenge of not knowing which one will be made until the lid is opened. For clearance, all three require mastery. But the challenge makes sense. Adventurers and knights also rarely make their own medicine if they have all the ingredients when their medicine runs out during an expedition.

He was a satisfied teacher to see the students' minds tightened, but he glanced at the corner of the classroom and let his cheeks snap.

"... you can afford to find out, Mireille Eldilla"

Mireille sitting at the window. Because Mullah was blurry and looking out.

"... sorry"

Untie the cheek wand that was attached and answer with a voice that you don't know if you're reflecting or not. As for him, he reflects on the sky above him, but he didn't convey it badly.

"Now say three of the ingredients for advanced magic restorative drugs. If it's answered, don't ask."

Mullah stood up neatly.

Advanced magic restorative medicine is a luxury product. Even the finished magic drugs rarely come to your attention, but it's pretty hard to find out how to make them. I can't even get it in this school library. From the teacher's point of view, I've assumed that Mullah will be in trouble.

No matter how many Ellistein court magician apprentices, you don't even know the ingredients for advanced healing magic drugs. It's not particularly hidden, but it doesn't penetrate because the pharmacists who can make advanced drugs don't really want to be on the table. As a teacher, I was going to encourage reflection with that. I'd like to scold him first, but he's an Ellistein guest student. It is an adult circumstance that is equal before construction, but not so easy.

While taking the gaze from the other students. Reality went on the expected diagonal of assumptions.

"Uh, Leesan's flower pollen, Hate Bear's gall, Mihaga's sap...... okay?

A teacher made his eyes black and white.

You were right.

Elves lived in Lemia's house for a long time collecting luxury books from around the world. When it came to advanced magic drugs, the degree of information had been a hassle in training.

Mullah blurred because she knew too much after the initial steps to ask or be taught.

……

The neurotic looking teacher was currently progressive and rigid. I didn't think I could answer that.

There, Mullah takes the chase.

"Was I wrong? Now I'm going to re-answer that with the ingredients and the way we make premium magic drugs."

"Yes, no, fine. The ingredients for advanced magic drugs are correct."

"Really?"

From that mouthful, I tell you that I know the right answer. Teachers predicted that perhaps even ingredients could make premium magic drugs, and that was a hit.

Then you can even make it for one hassle of reading, such as elementary magic drugs.

It's also hard to talk to a teacher who meets so much skill about how to make elementary magic drugs seriously.

"I know exactly how bored I am. But classes are classes. I need you to listen to me. I'm in trouble. I'm sorry, but I need you to be patient for a while."

"Okay."

That's all I had to say. For the students, it was normal to get a long novel with good reason and honesty when this male teacher caught their eye.

Even if there are some problems, if there is power, if there is a track record, it is greeted from the world. Mullah's attitude was inappropriate as an attitude to take classes, but she could not be blamed for her own power.

One act now was undoubtedly one of the thumbnails of society.

While showing off one scale that the title was not Dade, the class proceeded and a bell rang announcing the end of the morning class.

Internships in combat training on the ground begin in the afternoon over lunch.