Klulu's Infinite World

"Yo, I'm here as a guest."

"Cruru? Very welcome."

"It seems that this place has been restored. The green waters and green mountains are really a good place, and the number of people visiting the temple has increased."

It may be that the Tokyo crisis has left too many psychological shadows on the Japanese. The object of their prayers for the Buddha also tried to choose Tamamo, the Inari Shrine that has manifested for years. After all, it was opened by the reincarnation. Whoever visited it would know.

Yuzao's enthusiasm for Kluru is very high, mainly for the purpose of further deepening cooperation, hoping to build a portal between the two countries, so that next time they encounter danger, they can better deal with it.Cruel thinks about it. If there is a portal, it will be convenient to come to Akihabara, Japan next time. I hope that Akihabara will not be affected by Tokyo and become a ruin.

"Speaking of which, last time I kept a little eye on the tracing spell on the girl who buried the Twilight Bell. They are still in Japan. How, are you interested in negotiating with me in the past?"

"When?"

"It's now."

Fanwai dream is to learn magic

Falling into the mud and crawling forward desperately, how dirty the body is, even the muddy water does not care, hands desperately stretched forward, doing their best to expand the lungs, breathing desperately to stimulate the power of life little by little, With the bleeding came only the cold, the fingertips trembling, and the power ran to nowhere. The harder you work, the faster life seems to slip through your fingers.

This world is like this. You must succeed if you don't work hard, but you can't survive without hard work. Like most people's dying thoughts, they don't want to die meaninglessly.

There were footsteps ahead, and it seemed that the evil beast had already caught up. There was an absolute difference in strength between humans and beasts, and there was no doubt that they could no longer escape.

Before death, the memories of the past flashed in front of him like a revolving lantern. When a person is about to die, he will want to know whether his life is valuable. Unfortunately, there is no value at all so far.

The last scene that appeared in front of him was the bloodbath of the evil beast leaping towards him with a big mouth and biting it down. After the severe pain, only darkness remained in the world.

Suddenly the whole world was trembling, and consciousness was awake from the bumps.

...

Memphis opened his eyes and propped up his body, recalling the content of the nightmare, secretly sighing that the shadow of childhood is lingering, but he has no choice but to pack up and pack up his mood as well.

Thinking of the threshold of being able to come into contact with magic in a few hours, my mood finally improved, gradually becoming enthusiastic and excited.After recognizing the fragility of life, Mephis yearned for power, and magic was the power to defeat the evil beast in his dream.

In the past life, learning magic was just a dream for Memphis. In the past, I could only say quietly, louder it will disappear. It is so fragile and impossible in the cruel reality. Survive.

However, after encountering that misfortune, Memphis finally got the luck he dreamed of. The savior was optimistic about his talents and decided to subsidize him to enter the academy for further studies. This required a process. Before the formalities were settled, Memphis was asked to go first. The store manager’s acquaintances receive exercises so that they can be sent to the Magic Academy for better study.

However, after waiting for the place, the face of Mephis, who was still smiling, gradually seeped sweat, and the whole person was enveloped by the greater Roshan shadow, his expression completely frozen.

The man standing in front of him blocking the sunlight seemed to have the blood of a giant.

"I have read the letter, you are Mephis Tirona, right?"

The rough voice is directly proportional to the body shape. A head over two meters is really like a giant to Mephis. The strong muscles of the elderly are like rocks on the mountain, and there are scars on the face and arms. At first glance It looks like a veteran who has experienced many battles. In short, it must be right to be an instructor.

But how do you look at this person is not like a magician!!!

Memphis murmured something wrong, but bit the bullet and introduced himself.

"Yes, I am Memphis..."

He was interrupted without speaking, and the man in front of him with his head down was evaluating the pork sold in the market.

"It's not like it at all. Has the thin-armed and thin-legged militiaman trained before? More directly, can he handle a straight sword? Although I owe that guy's favor, I'm really afraid that you will be abolished by training. So if there is no way to refuse directly, can I ask you to take the initiative to quit? If I crippled the person recommended by the lady, I would have no face to confess. Do you understand? If you understand, just go home."

"It's too much to judge people by their appearance. Even if you are telling the truth, it is too ugly to run away with my tail clipped before I tried it. Even if I pinch my nose, I will stick to it."

"It's a bit of a backbone, but the minimum standard of my regiment is of that type. Do you think you are qualified?"

The huge man pointed at it casually. Not far away, a group of muscular guys with an average height of 1.9 meters ran side by side. They were covered with iron bars, and they made violent metal collisions when they ran. The sweat shed after running. Obvious marks were left on the ground.

So is magic really taught here?

But this is the place recommended by the store manager.

Memphis stood straight and showed a stubborn expression that his age could produce.

"I have a reason to stay! Come on, coach, I want to be stronger!"

"...That's it, after all, I owe her the favor. Now I will practice you personally. Listen, you'd better forget everything before and absolutely obey the order! Do you know? Even if you are a mess, I will Can train you to become a bulldog! That's it!"

"I see, my lord!"

"Call me the instructor!"

"Yes, instructor!"

"Have you not eaten the dead dog? Your voice is louder, lack of confidence? Ah!? Let me hear your determination."

"Yes! Instructor——!!!"

So on the first day of training, Memphis's voice went dumb.

"Remember, you will answer my questions with this volume in the future, otherwise I will kick your ass to bloom!"

"Yes! Instructor!!!"

Memphis felt that the other party’s roar was like sound waves blowing and he was numb from head to toe. This place was completely different from what he imagined. He thought the classroom teaching the basics of magic was very quiet, with only the lecturer’s voice in the classroom. Reverberating, the surrounding buildings should be able to see a conspicuous large library, and then there will be a variety of environments where students practice summoning objects on the playground.

Mystery, elegance, and calmness are the inherent impression of a magician, but now it is like entering the army. What must be wrong?Or is it militarized magic training?

The instructor feels that he can hit the giant bear with his bare hands. Mephis also watched him break his thick wooden stick, and even the big tree in the forest that got in the way would be kicked off. If the instructor gets angry, it is completely There is reason to believe that he will be killed.

"Life is a battlefield. You can't let it go for a moment. From now on, your Memphis is a dead dog. Hurry up and change your clothes. What is this draggling robe on your body for? Did you go to the banquet? Take it off for me. Only long pants and vests are allowed in the regiment."

"……Yes!"

Memphis was taken to the dormitory, which is like a prison. The bed board with steel visual effect can be seen with the eyes. The wooden floor has many broken places, and even the nails are exposed. If you accidentally step on it...no!It hurts just thinking about it. It must be said that this room is really horrible. The windows are very high and there are rusty iron bars.

This is actually a prison, right?!

No, there is no time to think, too long a delay will make the instructor angry.

Memphis took the fastest time to change clothes. Although the dress requirements were not high, he still had to say that the clothes provided here were hard and uncomfortable.

...

In the end, I was given a severe training by the instructor because of the time wasted, and then was taken to the forest. There is a road opened by manpower. There are various wooden piles and stone blocks as obstacles along the way, and there are even 10 meters of continuous deep pits. , The only way to go too far is to hang on the hoop and swing to the opposite side one by one.

"After all, it's the beginning. You can't be too strict with you, so I ran up and did warm-up exercises."

"Run...? But this is..." This is too inexplicable, what does it have to do with magic.

"Shut up, you are not qualified to refuse. I see too many idiots like you who have not learned to run and want to learn to dance every year. After listening, I will not immediately hand over your skills. Let me remember, life It’s the battlefield. Physical strength is everything. The guy with no physical strength is just a dead dog. It’s a piece of waste that can’t do anything, understand!? Run for me, hurry! Run!”

This sounds a bit reasonable... Memphis had to start a long run because he did not dare to disobey the orders of the muscular man. It would be very difficult to cross artificial obstacles. At the same time, the doubts that bothered my heart became more serious. I can really learn here. To magic?In order to comfort yourself, it is not unreasonable to try to imagine what the instructor said. If you have enough physical strength, it will be easier to release magic, so it is a magic course that pays more attention to actual combat?