It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

"Fluffy"

I get to my seat, I bend forward in front of the table and hold my breath, staring at the object in front of me with a tense face. This was used as the usual old school building talking room and next door as the school festival's executive headquarters.

I am not relaxing with Tütte, I am in the middle of a special training right now.

"Ah."

When I leak my voice like I cut a thread of tension, it pulls my body out of strength. Cards were scattered before me.

"You can't do it right, Card Pyramid"

I throw out my limbs as I sit down, a little disobedient but as I look up to heaven I look up to heaven and one fool.

I was trying to build a pyramid by matching my cards to build my concentration. But this is hard again. Of course I have a sustained concentration, but my overwhelming power, too nervous and powerful, breaks my cards to bits.

"But it can also be a power save exercise by building concentration, isn't it a good thing? Let's do our best, lady."

Tütte collects scattered cards as she encourages me, turning things that are likely to break into new ones.

"Right, well, good luck!

After all, when I corrected my posture, I took the card and concentrated again.

Then for an hour, I concentrate, concentrate, and succeed in building the foundation of the pyramid. I'm going to pile up from here, but my harrowing tension and frustrating awkwardness max into the fine work.

(concentration, concentration...... shuuuuuuuu)

Con, con!

At that time, the sound of a modest knock cut off my concentration and shook my shoulders freaking out.

Torn the cards I had into full pieces, and bashfully the cards in the name of the struggles I've piled up so far collapse miserably.

"~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

I stared at it with a sad look, and then I just stuck it at my desk. Tütte, who was looking at me with a bitter mix of laughter, answers and confirms the visitor.

Ma'am, it's Lady Magilka.

"Oh, yeah, it's okay, come in"

It's not okay. I flicker my hands with my thrust.

"What is it, Master Mary? That's a lot of bad behavior."

Magilka, who came in, saw me and approached me with a strange face.

"Never mind, I'm just a little tired of building my concentration"

"Do you build concentration? And why not?"

"That's, uh... oops, dangerous. This is a secret."

I realized I was making a statement that would teach my opponent, Magilka, what's in my hand, and accidentally woke up and held my mouth.

"Oh really? I guess what you can't tell me is that it involves tagging."

"No Comments"

I narrowed my eyes as I explored, and I crossed my hands to Magilka, who laughed and refused. Laughing at me like that couscous, Magilka sits in my front seat.

"Speaking of which, Senior Carlis said that Mary and the others were developing something special."

"Already, that senior. 'Cause we're talking."

I guess I accidentally talked about it as expected. Imagine Senior Carlis and sigh.

"When it comes to tag warfare, what about you? Are you doing well?

"Yeah, that idiot's starting to look a lot like that, too. Senior Carlis is very helpful."

At last, I tried to get information about them, but they teased me well. That's Magilka, very calm, unlike me.

When I looked at Magilka with an impressive eye, I noticed one discomfort.

She had a white bandage wrapped around her wrist.

"Magilka, are you hurt?

"Huh? Oh, this is, it's okay. I just hurt my wrist a little during practice. It's not enough to get healing magic done, and it'll heal soon."

(It's unusual for an elegant Magirca not to stick her neck in a rough matter to get hurt. Or why would a magician hurt his wrist? I'm not a swordsman.)

"Swords and magic… once again I deplore the awesomeness of Lady Mary"

"To? What do you mean?

"... this is the story, never mind. It's more about the Queen."

As I ponder, I worry about and listen back to the words of Magilka, who spilled pollo. But she's been relaying it and switching to the point.

"We're visiting on the third day, so I had a plan to get around."

"Hmm."

I receive the paper I am offered and look at it.

"We will avoid too many hidden places and crowded places, and after visiting a few places and queens, we plan to have a final tournament in the arena."

"When we're in the arena, we have to go that way, but what do we do then?

"Don't worry, Your Highness is supposed to play escort instead at that time. Can Mary successfully place the guards with reference to directions to restrict and guide the visitors?

"Yeah, I'll talk to Safina and each squad leader and schedule it well. Speaking of which, Master Klaus and the others will be here shortly to inspect, won't they? Can I tell you about this plan then?

"Yeah, that's what I got for you."

"Thank you. Really, that would help."

I admire and thank the bottom of my heart Magilka for the goodness of that preparation, which I never thought possible because I was full of things about myself.

"Speaking of which, I'd like to ask you something in a tag fight."

"Mm, what?

As I hand the paper over to Tutte for storage, Magilka joins hands as if she remembers, she says.

"Will Lady Mary use that armor the same day?

"That armor? Oh, you mean silver armor?

All of a sudden, I didn't know what I was talking about for a moment, I conceived it, and when it came to me = armor, I thought it was silver armor.

(Hmm, you can do it for armor when something happens, so you want to wear it if possible)

"We are going to want to be quite armed, too. What do you think, wouldn't using magic items be a good idea? That armor's a magic item, too, in a way, isn't it?

"Magic item. Hey. I need to ask Safina."

That armor is just an armor made of white mines, but I used it to delude a lot, so when is it going to be a magical armor that adds a lot to me? So it wasn't a strange story for Magilka to call me a magic item.

"We've already talked about that. Safina said she would leave it to Lady Mary."

"... you're working fast"

"Using armor reduces the burden on Lady Mary's body, doesn't it? As far as I'm concerned, I just want you to get wrapped up. Otherwise, you won't be able to fight as hard as you can because you're concerned."

(Is that what you're supposed to do? I forgot because he told me to sneeze on the spot)

"Well, if you don't have a problem with that, use the magic item OK."

"Thank you. Now you can prepare a lot of things without worrying."

"Oh, a lot, hey, hey. What does that mean?

"Huh, no comment."

Smiling huffily, Magilka crosses her hands like I did first. Even so, unlike me, it's an elegant way to make x out of both fingers.

"You're looking forward to a mock fight. Well, then, Master Mary, I have something else to do for you. Good afternoon."

As I tried to hear more, Magilka flushed it out magnificently, taking a seat and leaving the room behind.

"Really, what are you up to, Magilka"

I was staring at the door she left, remembering a little anxiety.

The next day.

"Dear Mary! You can now fire four times in a row"

"Ha ha!

Safina looks happy and has reported to me something outrageous. It would be too soon for any hard-working safina.

"Oh, even so, I'm cheating a bit"

"What do you mean?

Safina hesitates to show me her right arm. Then there was a bracelet that was quite ancient and exquisite. The jewels on the bracelet sparkle suspiciously.

(Looks antique and expensive to see. You don't feel like a safina hobby)

"What's this?

"It's a magic item passed down from generation to generation to the Karshana family. Yesterday, when I talked to your father somewhat about the Quadruple Strike, I heard that the Queen would tour the match, and he lent me this. Fortunately, it has become the rule that magic items can be used, so I'm afraid I'll let you use them."

Stop showing me your bracelet with Safina's slightly troubled face.

"How effective is that item?

"It temporarily increases the wearer's speed. The sword moves of the Karshana family are close to speed. Your ancestors found and kept this item for generations to get the most out of it."

"Hee ~"

"So that's it. This, combined with accelerated magic, now manages to strike four times in a row. However, the effect of this bracelet is only a few minutes, and twice a day is the limit."

"Heh, that's amazing. It feels more like a treasure piece passed on to that house than a magic item, something cool. Safina's father counts on you to lend it to him."

"Oh, really?"

In my words Safina once looks at the bracelet with a weaving look of tension and joy and gives it away.

"Nice, treasure. Something's making me want it too."

"Don't you have any of those things in Mary's house?

"What do you think? I've never heard of you."

(Well, I'm happy because it's about your father, and I'm afraid I'm going to be fine with some legendary treasure gear that won't go out of style, so I won't ask)

I imagine my runaway father, spilling a dry laugh.

"Oh, but Master Mary has silver knight armor."

Safina inspired me by the misunderstanding that I was discouraged because it was something that spilled dry laughter.

"Yeah, right. But those aren't silver knights' armor. A handy silver armor."

I push the safina just in case. Everyone takes care to skip the word knight because they call that armor the Silver Knight armor. Nevertheless, if we actively deny it, it is suspicious that it will be rejected, so we are proceeding in the direction of subtly correcting it only then when we hear it.

(Ha! Hold on. I'm not the only one who hasn't. Oh, my God! We have to do something. Ahhh, I wonder if there's some handy treasure that would make my mentality totally invincible)

Though I was idle, I encouraged practice to be more focused today.