Maou Reijou no Kyouiku Gakari

"Nice one, Sun. You're getting a lot better."

"Well, the boulder is your guide."

Sun's use of his body is so much better than when he started practicing in the morning that he could see it differently.

Evidence of a much improved understanding of the human body and martial arts.

"Feea's good, too. That's how it goes."

"That kid's changed his face, too. You're amazing."

It's hard to say that Feer is as well done as ever, but I can see that whatever she did, she wasn't sure and was freaking out was slowly diminishing.

Feeling the definitive response of morning practice, try to be as unconscious as possible about the warm body temperature that surrounds your left arm.

"Hey, Frey"

Sun stops the workout and talks to me with an amazing look.

"What's up?

"That's... Isna sister, right?

And even darker that strange look, pointing to Isna holding me in my arms.

In the end, after one night, Isna never went back to normal.

It's very complicated to see if that's a pleasure for me, but it feels strange that the sight of Isna in this morning's practice can be realized.

"Does it look like something other than me?

Isna is hugging me in the arm and treating my sister in the same tone as before.

"I just look like my Isna sister..."

"But?"

"What happened to you hating Frey so much? Did you even eat something weird?

Even if I did Sun, who hated me at first, this stranger seems to be abnormal to boulders.

Words give me a puzzling look that is hard to describe.

"Right. If you insist, you ate fruit named Truth."

"What's that... delicious?

"Yeah, it was so sweet that I didn't think it belonged in this world... Also… as many times as I want to taste…"

Isna says so in a drunken voice, stroking the mole I put on her fingertips, which is still on her neck.

A slight tremor of Isna's body comes from her arms.

I don't know what the hell you're imagining, but I don't have a very good feeling about it.

"Hmmm......"

"So, but... my sister Isna and her teacher got along... yes, that's a good thing, right?

Feer, who is a little confused, also joins the conversation.

Sure, it would be better than nothing if I just cut the point that Isna, who hated me as much as that snake scorpion, honestly started asking me anything.

"At dinner, you always said it was for human beings."

"... don't say too much about the old days."

Isna says so, staring at Sun with a jittery eye.

"Once upon a time... it was only two days ago"

"It used to be. If that's what you mean, you did it at first."

"Mmm...... Yes, but not as good as my sister Isna..."

"What, those eyes..."

"Stop it, both of you. Don't fight."

The barren argument flatters the two who started it.

If you admit to me because of me, but my sisters get sick, I have no ex or kid.

"" Yes...... "

The two replies overlap.

"And Isna...... Time to get away from me. I can't do anything with this."

"Er..."

"Uh, no."

In a slightly stronger tone, Isna let that body away from me, even with a disgruntled face.

I don't even think of fine dust as a shame. I don't think so.

"So... I need you to do something for me."

"Huh!? What!? What!?

Isna, who was soggy when she told him so, instantly regains her energy.

Pulling my clothes with my hand, shaking my black tail to the left and right, is like a dog who sensed that he would take me for a walk.

"Calm down...... I think it's time to move Sun on to the next stage."

"Huh!? What!? What's the next stage?!?

When I heard that, Sun stopped that hand and ran up to me.

There were more big dogs in two.

"You calm down too...... The next step is to combine magic with physical surgery."

"Yeah... magic..."

As soon as he heard the word magic, Sun transforms its reputation in an instant, contrary to Isna's, from heartfelt to seemingly uncomfortable.

I knew beforehand that I didn't like magic, but that's it...

A race called Elves is supposed to be a race that is inherently good at magic, but Sun seems to be the exception.

"You can't be strong forever if you're running away from something you don't like."

"Ugh..."

"So what am I supposed to do?

Isna asks Sun on her ass pointing her mouth.

"I was going to ask Sun to give me a quick magic demonstration."

"Demonstration? I don't mind that, but you're better than me when it comes to magic..."

You remember that time, Isna said that in a slightly confusing tone.

"No, because my magic is honestly self-styled and quite cluttered, regardless of my simple prowess. Your magic is more beautiful and suitable to explain the basics."

Isna's magic is so faithful to the basics that it can be put in a textbook.

"I can't believe it's beautiful... no... Eh, eh... But if you say so much..."

Isna puts her hands on both cheeks in a glowing way to see how happy she is that she was praised by me.

"Then hurry up, please"

"Yes."

Isna starts getting ready by responding that she seems to feel good.

Looking over the square and looking for a subject that seemed just as good as then, I immediately found a tree that seemed just as good.

And apply the perception of magic vegetables to explore the signs of organisms around them.

I have no particular reaction. That would be safe.

"That's the tree. Go for it, you know... try shooting at the magic of three connections."

"Okay."

"Uh... Doctor? Can I watch, too?

Fia asked me from the side that I was giving instructions to Isna.

"Oh, sure."

I still can't do the body surgery that turned over magic to Feer, but I don't have a problem with it for you simply seeing it as an example of magic.

"You're kind of nervous..."

Sun, Fia, and Isna start demonstrating their magic while I watch them.

"Remember the process you described in yesterday's class about exercising magic?

Asking the two watching, Fia nodded small and Sun deliberately missed her gaze.

"The first step is the recognition of magic vegetables. Feel the presence of magic vegetables in the atmosphere."

Start explaining from scratch to match the magic of Isna for a Sun you don't seem to remember.

When I say recognition, I don't use sensory organs such as eyes or ears.

If you insist, use the sixth sense, but also the sensation that should be said to recognize its existence.

It's a difficult process at first, but if you can do it once, you won't even have to be aware of it later.

At this point, there is no particular outward change in Isna.

"Next is the reception of magic vegetables. Taking Magic Vegetables Into Your Body"

Perceptionally, it may be closer to the expression of losing the boundary between the magic elements present there and their own bodies that become vessels.

But all of a sudden overstuffing can be confusing, so I'll keep it to that expression here.

It involves the magnitude of magic to see how much magic you can accept here.

How much can you take in at once is close to how much lung vitality you have when diving?

At this point, the flow of the atmosphere around Isna, something like a vortex, begins to form.

"Next is the grant and consolidation that I said was most important. Attribute and connect to the ingested magic"

"Igni Sajita Fuga!"

When Isna chants the three spells, a magic formation appears that shows it in front of the protruding palm.

"Uh-oh... hard."

Sun is looking at it and raising his voice of agony.

There are only about two and a half months left until the deadline.

I don't know how far I will be able to do that in that short period of time, but at least I need you to remember about the magic of the scale that Isna is exercising right now.

"And finally, amplification and release."

Amplify the magic generated in your body using your own vitality as a medium.

At this point, the flow of the atmosphere around Isna is maximum, with long, beautiful dark green hair hanging large.

And the finished magic is released.

The magic formations that appear in front of Isna shine, from which only one arrow of flames is ejected.

What Isna exercised was a simplified version of the magic she saw then.

The flaming arrows ejected fly in a straight line towards the tree, which is the goal.

And when the distance to the target approached about 10 melts...

The bush on the back of the tree shakes, and one shadow leaps out of it to the front of the tree.

"Huh!?

Isna raises her voice of surprise.

That little shadow wrapped in a robe also notices a flaming arrow flying towards me momentarily late.

"Fem!!

He gathers the magic vegetables in his legs and rushes toward the Five Ladies, standing in front of the tree.

How could there have been no signs of organisms around the target?

No, not if you're thinking about it now.

Kick the ground and run as hard as you can.

The distance to Femme's location is still 30 melts.

The distance between the arrow and the fem is not even 5 meltres anymore.

I can't make it.

The worst comes to mind.

Reach toward the body, but not within reach.

And then an arrow reaches Fem's present.

At that moment...

It had no foretaste, and instantly disappeared without a trace, as if evaporated.