Isekai Cheat Magician

"Hmm... you think I got in the way?

"Yes."

Empire Town Hall.

The lights were not on in that room, coloured with first-class conditioning, and only the slightest light that a twilight sunset would bring was relied upon.

In rooms where night books are dominating, it is also a struggle to secure sight, and it is difficult to discern even a person's face without coming close.

Signs of several people indoors. Each sits at a distance to the extent that each face is invisible. And you don't even seem to question that.

Among the stunning facilities, a girl who sat in a particularly high quality chair, although not gorgeous.

It was an aristocratic young man who had exchanged words with Taiichi until earlier to take his minister's gratitude before her.

"That beastman's daughter is fine, but an international student from Ellistein,"

"My Lord Left."

"Hmm...... I knew it because it was in the report... in fact, how was it to talk?

It was in the report.

This means that I knew the situation before I put it in my mouth and gave an explanation like this.

I guess they were going to have surveillance or something. Still asking, that surveillance wasn't in a place where we could pick up conversations with ourselves.

Or was he even stabbed with a nail to keep away from being able to keep an eye on him?

Should I be disputed by the crowd? No, I'm not sure I can delude you with that. I know those three are outstanding.

Something like an olfactory sensation forged to come alive in the midst of charm as a nobleman and to have to continue to do so is alarming.

"Ha...... Knowing where I stand, you didn't show any particularly whimsical attitude. We had quite a conversation, as if talking to a civilian alumni."

"I see... did that look like an act?

"No, it was natural. Do you not change the way they speak that they would be noble, or do you not think they deserve respect to the extent of the Count"

Young man cutting words there. I swallowed the line "Maybe the latter," which I thought I'd go on later.

"... would you not be grateful to the Imperial nobility... You have arms, but apparently the way you think is barbaric. After all, the rise is only slighted and on the diagram, so..."

……

Is it such a simple thing? It's not that easy to feel from them. It was overwhelming confidence that I received on my skin. It doesn't matter if you are aristocratic, it doesn't matter.

There was some wave in the young man's chest when he thought that those who did not realize it had a higher title than himself.

Well, I felt that way, and for not telling you, I'm not complimented with myself, but I laugh bitterly behind the same expression.

In the first place, I may not understand that unless I feel it on my skin in relative terms.

"Thank you for your hard work. Okay, let's keep him under surveillance. Hey."

"Ha"

"Tell him to continue his mission. Oh, like you've always done, keep enough distance to act, and forget to stab the nail again."

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The Lord of the voice from behind the girl bows his head with humility, regenerating behind the brains of those on the spot.

I'm hipstering her, she must have been the same Count man.

I hear you interact with him and I think. After all, Taylor and the others are unaware of the possibility of surveillance.

"Hehe. When shall I wipe him off the surface stage? I can't stop laughing right now. Just so you know, there's something for you, too. All right, let's get this over with, as we should. Goddamn it, gentleman."

Think as you gaze at the girl who can entertain you through the measures.

It was the sauce from a certain muscle that got the information about that beast man girl, he said.

The girl, the youth's lord, did not reveal any information about the muscles, but it was roughly predictable.

As for Acts, it was an entirely unexpected line that could not be traced even when other nobles were working in intelligence.

That's all the nobility they're dealing with was cleverly laying low on the information. Where did a certain source get that information?

Is it okay? Isn't it just dancing? by the informant named "a certain muscle".

And three powerful men who came from Ellistein to study abroad.

I feel wiser getting off this horse. I thought it was possible that the winning horse actually had a bomb in his lap. But the other parent is a close parent. If I can get off easy, I won't have a hard time.

In the carriage on the way home from the meeting, he was a young man with a head when he heard a statement from the noble family warrant of his children, a position like that of his brother-in-law, that the international students would take sides in the act.

"If we go after him, can't we get a clue?

Upon his return home, Taiichi arms himself to Mullah's words, who murmured so.

He is the one who was watching the fathers on the far roll at that time.

"Right. Hooray if you need anything. Without it, one line has disappeared, which means we're going to cut back on our future efforts."

Rin affirmed Mullah's words.

"Tych, I think your power can handle this."

"Hmm..."

Without even having to think about it, that would mean effectively harnessing the power of Sylphi.

In fact, it's not that difficult.

The current situation, where collaborators are also exploring the hitters, the value of the hands that Taiichi can take is considerable.

Later, it depends on his decision. And the answer is already decided.

"... right. Do you?"

"I like that."

Not now, but Taiichi initially thought it was cheating to use this power. I'm pretty sure I made an effort to control it, but because the magnitude of the resulting abilities was huge.

For example, suppose you were born a king. In its hands, it has the greatest power in the country. Is it cheating for the king to wield that which is necessary to take command of the country?

Taiichi doesn't think so. Even if the King's throne is the first heir promised in half, if he spends his days sloppily and is branded "unworthy of status," his throne is sometimes taken away.

We need to work hard to gain strength and use it.

Same thing.

Therefore. Taiichi summoned Silfi.

"Yes, yes."

Fluffy and breezy, a pillar of the four Spirits appeared.

"You should go after that kid, right?

"Oh. Can you ask?

"Fine. Then we'll see how that nobleman is doing."

Silfi nodded and threw herself in the fattest bed, happy to manifest herself for a long time.

"Is that it? Don't you have to go?

To Taiichi, who asked so unexpectedly.

"Hmm? I asked the other spirits, so I'm fine. I can see where you are from here. I just need to be here sometimes."

"Hmm. Well, it's Silfi."

I don't care what you think, it can't be normal, but the other person is Silfi. I'm convinced so, Taiichi with juice.

Neither Rin nor Mullah seemed particularly concerned.

It was the three of us I was getting used to.

"Ah."

"Hmm?"

"Oops, I found it"

"Yes."

He was Taiichi, who accidentally opened his mouth to the voice raised from Silfi.

The act was misseen.

I never thought this would happen.

Tyler's influence far exceeded Acts' imagination.

Like a burning fire in a dry meadow, it quickly spread across the school.

What... I don't have to think about it. The fact is that Tyler and the others took sides in the act.

Until now, Acts have been isolated within the school.

So that everyone handles the swelling. Don't touch it if you know it hurts. How long do I have to hang out with this swelling?

Until now, everyone seems depressed.

That's how I treated Acts.

But that's also until yesterday.

With Tyler and the others on the act side, the students around them were in a whirlpool of confusion. I can't handle it the way I've always done. Anyway, I'm on your side.

"Ha..."

morning. If you look up at the sunny sky, people will have a chest full of comfort.

The mood of an act with a depressing sigh is a backward empty pattern.

I wish I could take it as well as this sky. I was used to isolation. But you can't possibly not remember loneliness. Allies...... no, let's call him a friend in this case.

In my student life because of this, I honestly can't be happy that I have more friends, albeit due.

Perhaps they knew and they took sides. Then I know in my head that I don't need to be overly concerned.

Still, the number of sighs just increases to a backward, overly concerned self who fears to cause trouble.

He wanted to see the sky with a little more refreshment, and he had been blurring about that in a corner of thought running around earlier.

"As you all know, the season of confrontation has arrived again this year."

Intentionally total furry air.

The change is somewhat dramatic, and understandable to anyone who has crossed the years in this school building. Even freshmen would have figured out its existence with rumours.

Acts also had extraordinary thoughts about the rivalry.

"Don't you know the Tylers who are international students? No, you may have heard rumors, but, well, let me explain it again."

Commonly referred to as a rivalry, it is officially known as the "Academic Year vs. Team Match".

It will be held on premises with school-owned coliseums and fields on the outskirts of about half a day's carriage from Teito.

Three per team. Team members must be in the same grade. Grade order is not taken into account. In other words, it has also been tried to identify students who can be solicited. In other words, before the adversarial battle was held, we can say that the adversarial battle has begun.

In doing so, it can be said that strong teams, weak teams inevitably come into being in a sense. In a team made up of top performers and consolidators and a group of sub performers, its strength is still the difference between cloud mud.

It is also considered beforehand that this will happen, and if the outcome of the game will be superior or inferior, the results of the team itself will not be taken into account for each student's performance. There will be an overall assessment of what the individual members have achieved and what they have done around them.

"I don't care if you guys form a threesome, or you can bulge for an exchange. I would appreciate it if the students at our school would let off some inspiration. Of course, it'll be an opportunity for you to get something."

Watch Tyler and the others snort.

Yeah, I think they seem to have a high competitive rate, while I thought about myself, and swallowed a sigh that went out to not have a very good start.

The first person to speak from the act is Shelton. As long as I can work with him, I'll be able to catch the other one or so if I leave it to him with a wide face later.

What if Shelton doesn't get caught... then what?

Unfortunately, I can't find someone to ask for when he wasn't caught. Ultimately, there will be no blurring because adjustments will be made on the teacher's side, but it is a difficult story to get along with students who are forced to do so. Especially since some of the contents of the competition require you to trust your teammates and keep your back.

Good because I could work with Shelton last year, but what will happen this year to fulfill it?

"The confrontation is in two weeks. The team application deadline is, as usual, a week before the match date. so that each member can be determined and delivered to the faculty in the meantime."

The students respond.

The teacher nodded one and opened the textbook.

"Come on, let's start the class. Today..."

As the teacher's voice sounds, he spills one sigh that he couldn't swallow, and Acts drops his eyes on the textbook to focus on the class.

Over the head of such an act, the gaze of the Tylers who were making eye contact was crossed.

"Sorry... I've already decided to work with another guy this time"

Time off. Acts I visited with Shelton that I should not be late for, but I breathed unexpectedly after receiving an inconvenient reply.

Shelton seems unwilling, but still, it seems difficult to change that will.

Why? Isn't this time alone?

... No, it's not.

It is natural to negotiate beforehand. Who neglected that? Isn't that a blanket act?

Acts drank away the irrational negative emotions that seemed to hold him to Shelton. It's wrong to hit him.

"Oh well. Yeah, okay. We'll do it together next time we can."

"Oh, oh... sorry"

"Yeah, that's okay"

Nevertheless, I was aware that Shelton didn't have the strength to have the grin floating around to keep me from caring.

It was quite a shock.

It is a chilling gaze to be directed towards the act of returning to the pompous and self-seated. Well, besides that, there was sympathy and pity, but that's a minority.

Put your hands behind your back and gently raise the face you were leaning over.

The students are talking scattered around the place. A quick solicitation match is starting. You can also pull out team members if they are not confirmed before submitting a notification. If the parties agree with each other and the team negotiates with each other.

Tyler and the others are coming together and talking. Since one student was driven back toward the three, it hasn't been toward them as anyone else. It is also the biggest eyeball of this class in strength, and those who could be solicited could be described as brave.

I guess even the three of us are making a decision to see where no one is headed, even though it is. It seems that it is because it has not been decided that we cannot take a second approach to them. Well, it's just an act prediction.

(They said they'd take sides. … but)

Is that why you and others can speak up?

If you're going to speak from them, there will be very few people who don't ride, and everyone knows that it's usual to solidify as a group of international students because there are just three of them in the first place. Still, it's just a story of the charm of not being able to help but speak up.

It is about me first and foremost. In the meantime, shall I just call you? I know that will gather cold gaze again, but that is not to say much. Even if it doesn't work, it does. So if they say no, you can worry about it again. Even if it wasn't a discussion between the three of us, would you think about it when it came together? and it would be different just to have a diagnosis.

I shook my head and kicked out a thought without a grumpy benefit. The act turned to Tyler and the others.

Acht walks in a cynical gaze as to why you're going.

"Tyler"

"Oh, the act."

Speak up. Tyler, who was sitting at Leelyn's desk, responded.

Well, what do we do? How to cut it out. I came here just in case, so naturally, there's no story scenario.

In the first place, Shelton doesn't have the same kind of affection, speech, and other acts.

Well, I guess we'll just have to compete in the middle of a straight ball.

Ugh, breathe.

"Somebody, why don't you work with me?

There's no foreshadowing or anything, I'll try to tap the point.

From the outfield, by now, I'd be like, "Get turned down! It would also be sent in the belief that

In the words of Acts, the three of us face each other.

Well, reply or not.

"You.... That's a good one."

"I knew it wouldn't work.... Is that it?"

"Terrible. I've been waiting."

Give me a shocking act. Tyler stepped out of his desk, blurring in the classroom.

"I'm not coming from that way. I was just coming from this way."

"Huh? Huh?

Acts are confused by the unexpected response.

"Now I was deciding how to separate it. Leelyn and Mireille are working with Acts."

"Oh... eh?

"Calm down."

"Amen."

Chop falls on the head of the act.

So finally, the calm act looked up at Tyler, holding his head with both hands. Contrary to his anxious expression, his butt tail is shaken modestly left and right.

Tails say things more than eyes.

It's a word that describes the emotional ups and downs of the beast man in the end.

Tyler laughs bitterly.

"Okay. Three in Acts, Leelyn and Mireille. Now we have a team."

"Oh, yeah. That's right, right?

An inevitable, unforeseen development for the Tylers because it was a unlikely route for the Acts. Put an act elsewhere that you haven't followed.

"All right. Let's just apply. Once it's confirmed, you can't pull it out anymore, can you?

If you laugh and the boy says so. Leelyn and Mireille also tuned in.

By the time Acts was late and grasped the situation, the story was completely complete.