Finishing lunch, two practical skills classes continue in the afternoon.
The first class is "Magic Shooting (Precision)". The goal is to train them through practical techniques in order to strike a distant, strong and precise magic attack.
I came to an open wasteland in the school.
"Er, I mean, it's out of the question to take your aim off, but you don't deserve to be in this class even if you can't destroy your target"
A plentiful grandfather explains it politely. Is it customary in the first class to threaten the students? The students taking this class are almost upperclassmates, but all have strong faces. It is not even dusty.
But don't.
Here, when the target is removed, the fall is confirmed. What a lukewarm class.
In aiming for early school leaving, I took an unconsciousness in my morning lecture.
So I have to show off my hedgehog that this is still possible with my practical skills. But this time it's an easy win.
"You have two freshmen taking this class by skipping the lower level."
If you ever see me again.
Grandpa and Doctor took a good look at me and Lyas.
By the way, there is no Illis. He's got a low magic level and he's not good at the practical system. Naturally.
Torima exposed my heel early and said, 'Seems like this class was early for you Zenfis,' and grandpa and teacher laughed at me with their noses, a big victory. If they say, "Somebody wants to do it," they're gonna raise their hands first, right?
"So shall I ask you, Lyas Ortheas, to do it first?"
"Ugh!"
Lyas stepped forward with both bushes finally matching.
I want you to declare your fall as soon as possible. It's a shame for me, but is this okay?
Two hundred meters from Lyas stands a stick of wood about two meters away. The tip had a crystal-like sphere. That's the target.
Target is placed as many as ten meters apart. Beyond them is high and soil is served, and even when it comes off, it prevents magic there.
"It's whispering in purpose, but it's under protective magic. You can't call it a pass if you hit it, but you don't destroy it, so you're going to."
Lyas laughs invincibly at the overlapping threats.
chanted, lifting one hand up. When you shape your palm to have something, an elongated light appears in it.
"Come on, Light Arrow!"
He waved his arm like a toss and fired an arrow of light.
An arrow thrust at tremendous speed sounds and shoots through the crystal clear sound of a quinn. The spherical target was drilled into small holes and then shattered and scattered.
"Hmm. That's quite powerful. The aim is precise. I'm surprised you're doing so much light magic."
Teacher nods satisfactorily with a blushing face.
Surroundings flatter.
Rias strained his chest naturally.
Hehe, that's good, Lias. Excellent.
The more perfect the previous guy is, the more prominent my heel condition is.
"Then let me also show you your strength, Hart Zenfis."
"Okay."
It is a striking appearance.
I made a nervous face, swimming anxiously in my eyes and facing distantly. The hefty act has already begun.
Well, I'm supposed to only have [Sat] attributes.
So I crouched, and put my hands on the earth.
The magic of stone crushing those pebbles. In fact, they cover it with a junction and fly it, but they look like the wind that exercised the lowest magic in the dirt system.
I mumbled like a spell.
Everyone with a strange look.
I'm going to shoot the magic without you.
To be honest, I don't know what to add or subtract.
From what I've seen of Lias' magic, the target doesn't seem to be a big defense. It could destroy it if you hit it poorly.
If you want to have a big explosion in the soil where it was removed, it is subtle whether it will be certified as a fallout.
Even if I know.
"Is that it? Did I do something again?
The flow with is strictly forbidden.
This must be a good place to go off and be powerful enough not to be in the bush.
Carefully, try to set a goal.
"Stone Shooting" Stone Attack!
I flew pebbles.
It flies at the speed there. Isn't that a little too powerful? They may think you just deliberately shot weak magic.
Slightly increased the speed of the pebble. It's hard because I don't usually adjust the speed.
Yeah, I was wondering if this would be good, that's when.
"Que."
The bird flew in, didn't it? A strange bird about a crow. It was so low, it was headed up my magic ray.
How about that?
Slowing down from now on doesn't prevent frontal collisions, I feel like.
If anything hits me and sprinkles my little life, I don't sleep well.
Pita.
So I stopped. The pebble stops in the air and Mr. Bird passes relaxed before it.
Oh, man, he's the one who cares.
I flaunt my shoulders and move the pebble again. That's pretty much the same speed as earlier.
Hmm? The birds have distracted me and my aim is off the hook. Anything close to the neighborhood is too much off, isn't it?
When the path was twisted and bent, the pebble passed dozens of centimeters away from the target and buried in the soil.
Perfect!
I could somehow make it feel right and left, and this is good, right?
"No, I failed"
I guess I should regret it, but I was a little happy, so I turned around.
Kin, and.
A little noise rang behind my back.
Apparently, a very fine needle hit the defensive junction I'm constantly deploying and it smashed.
The defensive junction only reacts to attack-like magic from outside my perception.
Who, for what purpose?
I don't know if you aimed at me or at someone of the students in the front line of me.
Broadening the range of exploration around him did not reveal a surgeon appearance. That needle-like thing shattered, so did the information that led to it.
Oh, isn't there any chance of other class stray bullets?
I don't know which way, so I can't help it, more importantly.
"Gentlemen, what is it?
Shh.
Lias, Doctor, everyone you're taking class with, you're opening your eyes and squinting your mouth.
Did you notice the mysterious attack? But they don't think I'm the one who prevented it, do they?
If so, is that it? Did I do something?
Grandpa moved his neck like a robot that was too rusty and turned to me.
"Now you... remotely manipulated...?
"Yes?"
"Is it still!
No, it was doubtful.
"You just stopped and curved a lot!
Apparently I hadn't noticed the mysterious attack and it was a question for me about moving the magic I unleashed.
But why?
You can do that normally. Frey, Liza, and Dad can afford it. Nobody said anything when they saw I did it.
"You're a freshman with a level 30 over (rank B) difficulty... No, you're magic level two in the first place, aren't you? How the hell did you do that?
"You missed the point, didn't you? You're weak, too, aren't you?
"You can do whatever you want with your training! Even if the magic level is low, it can be covered to a certain extent by special weapons."
But! and Grandpa and Doctor call for all the blood vessels to be cut.
"Remote manipulation requires not only a magical level, but also considerable taste. Even that flashing princess, Queen Geezerotte, could not reach the realm as a student. Give it to me!
Oh, my God, that woman was no big deal when she was young. than that.
"Excellent! Zenfis, let's adjust the training menu specifically. Efforts to improve the accuracy of remote operation. Oh, I'll share the information with the other hands-on class professors."
The teacher gets all excited.
"Then you also throw a stone at the connection between the magic level and remote manipulation, its existing research. But I specialize in..."
No.
You're in your own world.
"I thought you were awesome."
Rias comes over and puts his hand on my shoulder tame.
"But it's not really like that, is it? Were you not feeling well or nervous, no, didn't you want to reveal it in your hand?
In a way, the last one is not the right answer.
"Ha ha."
I just have to laugh now.
"Hahaha," Grandpa and Doctor laugh, too.
"Ha-ha-ha," he laughs out to Lias and even the students.
A fun class full of smiles. I want to cry...