Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"Hmm..."

Stepping into the youngest class for the next class, Tertione felt the subtle atmosphere in the classroom. At the same time, I raise the edge of my mouth to be funny.

I had heard the approximation from Niller of Dwarf, my colleague who was in charge of the previous time, but it was a really good development.

The subtle air emanates mainly from the albino girl, who turns that way with no expression in the back of the classroom, and the Dwarf boy sitting in the center.

Jonah goes without saying that Dwarf's boy - Tordek's nephew, who brings together Dwarf's architectural workers - has Hamal on board, nothing more than because the class's number one seat he's kept is likely to be threatened.

When it comes to not only studying, but also playing well with the ball Yut is trying to spread, his pride also seems high.

But when it comes to the top, it's in this class.

I don't think it's that important a problem, it just looks like a frog in a well. But instead of the sea, there would have been frogs who didn't even understand the breadth of the well. Like Hamal today, for example.

"Do kids have a world of kids..."

"Doctor?"

"Nothing."

I can retreat the surprise question from a human student sitting in the front row with a ferocious smile. If you're a weak-minded child, it's no wonder you cry out.

In fact, the girl I just spoke to was also frightened at first. Now, I think I'm used to it.

"Until now, it's been all explained, but today I'm going to show you a simple science spell"

The whole classroom is colored by that blurry proclamation.

The foundation of this falve was created by a spell. Carriage railroads also play an important role in spells. The dirt walls of the villages were also created in an instant.

Such rumors have been heard by children, and spells are more familiar than any other land, as Alcia sometimes waves her arms in the clinic.

However, there are few opportunities to see where it is actually used.

Sometimes that was a small number of users, and it was a big deal that most of the cases where spells were used were in some kind of crisis situation.

"Take a good look. But don't move."

Removed is a container of metal containing combustible materials such as dead wood and broth cloth. Put it on the table, keep putting it down.

In case - it can't even happen - just in case, I won't let you get close.

"Three, two, one."

Not saying zero, Tertione rings his finger.

At the same time, a flame was born.

"Wow."

Honest kids cheer. Meanwhile, naturally, Jonah doesn't even look forward to it.

Flames ignited by little magic (cantrip) burn fuel to feed. Trying to go beyond the level of a little incendiary fire, Tertione tore three pages off the spell and put it on fire.

"Burnout"

A third staircase of science spell that quenches fire and also weakens the power of magical flames. The effect causes the flames to go out in an instant. Originally, it wasn't a spell to use for this degree of flames, but it was also a hassle to prepare water.

Although only the smoke remains in the classroom, if you open the window, the trace will also disappear in just a few moments. The rain had stopped already.

"Awesome. Fire arrives or goes out."

"Seems convenient"

Children who express their thoughts on the excitement. Two of them looked boring.

"Hamal, I didn't think it was a big deal."

"Oops. You can get to the fire with a firestone."

"Right. Take your time."

"There's no Dwarf who doesn't like to handle fire!

Dwarf's child stretches his chest with a face he seems to be good at. Dwarf's young man laughs cheerfully and often, but Hamal didn't seem to leak into the example either.

"I see. Is this how my enemy handles things?"

"What? Enemies?

Teachers call me "enemy" by teachers who are supposed to be allies and I can't hide the confusion.

But Tertione couldn't have followed him, so he took his gaze behind the classroom.

"Yona, teach him the benefits of remembering a science spell"

…………

"I can tell Alcia."

"... many things you can do"

Looking out, and a blurry voice, the answer satisfied Tertione.

"Hamal, you know what I mean?

"I know there are all kinds of spells"

I mean, I didn't understand.

"This little magic isn't just about lighting a fire. It can be frozen the other way, or it can make a little push and pull of things, simple phantoms and sounds."

Tertione walks through the classroom, explaining.

"Later, it's a different spell, but I'll make lights, and I'll make it easy to fix things. To this extent, everyone can remember."

"I don't need to use all the spells to do anything."

"Jonah, argue with him"

"Dr. Tull! Why all that white!

"Yona."

Neither does Hamal's protest, Tertione, come willingly. Jonah opened her mouth reluctantly as the other students breathed and watched.

"I can walk, so I don't need a horse. I have a hand, so I don't have to have a hammer."

I tell him I'm saying the same thing, and I tell him to go away. It was nothing but irony.

"I've never been over it. I can't believe it doesn't make sense. It's his excuse."

"Nothing, you don't have to."

"Is it because we have Yut?

Jonah answers nothing. But that was the answer.

"Well, that's fine with Jonah."

"Why not!

"'Cause there's as many other stunts as there are."

"He's like that... eh"

Hamal suddenly takes his seat, but Tertione just has a thin laugh. The smile did not resemble or resemble that of his daughter Ren, but only that of his disciple Yut.

"For example, Jonah is stronger than you are."

To a story that I never thought I would, Hamal makes his mouth pound and he has no words. The cheeks are reddish and the short hair is puffy and trembling.

Anger, humiliation, sadness.

I'm driven by emotions I don't even know very well.

"I'll do it."

…………

Although the Dwarf boy stands in front of the Albino girl, he is naturally unresponsive.

"Ha. Uncle Toldek said the lord defeated the giant, but that's how it is. And even the wizard of the lord's hipster wipes doesn't know what he's doing."

So, even you white, it's no big deal.

Hamal provokes so much, but I don't even think he understands the content. Probably an adult takeover and sale. Ungrateful, but there can be no politics without accusations again.

"Outside"

That's all I said, Jonah stood up. Hamal does not leave a glimpse, but moves silently to the athletic field with a soccer ball that was placed in the corner of the classroom.

Now I'll put up a fight for you.

Quiet but eloquent, the white girl speaks.

"Well, let's go."

Really easy, Tertione encouraged the students to go out to the school yard. Too free, but nowhere is anyone to blame.

Where the evil demigod once visited and confronted the Holy Virgin of Hellenonia.

At the heart of that athletic field, the two confront each other.

The rain stopped, but a thin cloud was covering the heavens. The students watch over the two, sipping on their spit. It should be stopped, Tertione doesn't even speak out.

Jonah put the ball under her feet and the confrontation began.

"I'm gonna bump you out."

The Dwarf boy was full of confidence and motivation - but soon to know the reality.

"Slow"

"Damn it."

A sports field soaked with rain.

Jonah cleverly controls the ball, wet and heavy with water, with her toenails.

Towards there, Hamal stretches his short legs - because he's a Dwarf, he can't help it - but pulls the ball as if it were a tease and leaves the Dwarf boy next to him through the ball with an inside kick.

"Shit, shit."

I can't catch up with the ball.

So Hamal hits Jonah from shoulder to shoulder chasing it, not the ball.

Even with short legs, physical stubbornness is a Dwarf pride.

I think of an albino girl who gets blown up and muddy, but...

"... sweet"

But that doesn't work either.

On the contrary, I pushed my body from the bottom and bounced off the Dwarf boy.

It is this heavy ground that makes the difference in physical abilities appear as they are.

"Why..."

Hanging on to a buttcake, a grumpy hamal.

It doesn't bother me, like it's dirty with mud. I just can't accept reality.

I guess I didn't even imagine it.

This girl, who looks luxurious, boasts the strength of a resilient adult-faced loser, etc.

I guess you didn't understand.

That she was one of those who saved the world by fighting the Book of Nothingness (Caios Evil) to the end.

One thing he was aware of - whether unconscious or not.

As it is, we lose everything.

"Whoa."

If this happens anymore, it doesn't matter about the ball or anything. There's no reason to think who they are.

Just to preserve himself, Hamal waves his fist up and rushes to Jonah.

A scream comes from the students who were watching the two duels. But Tertione doesn't move.

There was no problem. Because neither is in my eyes for Jonah.

Jonah, staring at Dwarf with red eyes, thought rather than panicking in particular.

Kick it. Hit it. Use psychic power.

Which is the easiest, to get things sorted out.

A muddy dwarf approaches as he flies through the mud.

If anyone had observed from this moment on, they would have expected a future in which a white girl would be blown away - but the reality is different.

A light, dry sound echoed the athletic field.

"Huh?"

In the end, none of them were chosen by Jonah. It was to slap Dwarf on the cheek with a flat hand.

If I don't understand what I've been done, I open my eyes round.

Red eyes staring at this one.

What one emotional swing does not exist expression.

Even if it is dirty in the mud everywhere, the whiteness is noticeable.

To get here, Hamal finally realized who he defied.

And it breaks my heart perfectly.

Keep it up, I fell off my knees.

The mud jumps and the sticky sound echoes into the athletic field.

The Albino girl said it was over and tried to leave the place without even looking at Hamal or anything.

"Stay."

Jonah won't stop.

"Wait, please!

I won't stop.

"Make it a child. No, please!

With those unexpected words, Jonah finally stopped. And with a face that looks sincerely strange, he stares at the Dwarf boy with his knees on.

The settlement has arrived.

That, as Jonah thought.

On the other hand, as a Hamal, I am smashed by no skin, and I have no desire to resent it. In that case, the path left is obedience.

This is something Jonah hadn't imagined.

"Please, Jonah. Jonah, Jonah."

…………

The last call touches the harp line of the heart.

Tertione was the only one who noticed that, but it did work.

Up and down relationships due to differences in force. Some friendships arise from it.

The girl, now, is to know it.