Maou Reijou no Kyouiku Gakari

Morning after transporting tons of books to Feer's room.

"I never thought she'd have that talent."

I still don't know what's gonna happen.

Have a conversation with Isna, sitting in a bench and watching the sights of the training.

As I said to myself last night, I can only say that it is unknown whether that ability, which is only a matter on the plane, will be unleashed on the real battlefield.

But the fact that the father who summoned me is letting these kids train on combat is likely to come in the not so distant future.

What I'm teaching you is technology to fight.

Of course, I came assuming it would.

But that's why sending your godchildren to the battlefield feels complicated no matter how many times you go through it.

I don't regret it anymore, but I'm sure it's not that easy to break it off no matter how many times I do it.

"It's okay because you're with me."

"Huh? Oh... you mean Fia..."

"What else could it be?"

For a moment, I'm in a hurry to see if they read it in my mind.

"Right...... Sun! The connection between the attacks is a little sweet!

In reply to Isna, we will launch a blast on Sun.

There is only another month or so until the exam.

It's time to take the chase and finish it.

"Hey, so can I ask you one thing?

"What? Fem, magic also means strength, so stick with it!

In reply to Isna, I will now fly to Fem.

I let Femme go around the square to create basic health.

I have no complaints about my magical prowess, but I'm too fuel-efficient as it is now.

"... what's my talent?

"What? What's the matter all of a sudden?

"Not all of a sudden. You don't tell me anything."

"... do you?

"That's right. It's not always just the other kids."

When they say that, I certainly don't remember mentoring Isna outside of class.

But that's not what I was trying to do. Rather, it is because it was excellent and never handy...

"Er, it's your talent... Isn't that magic...?

After a little thought, it was that that came out.

It's actually a big deal to be able to use the magic on the sixth floor this year.

"That's what I thought a while back. But... I think I can beat that kid...?

With Isna giving a bitter look, Pi stretches his arms out and points his fingertips towards the square.

Ahead there was a figure of Femme desperately circling the square, unable to move with a large robe on.

"That's... that's impossible"

Be frank.

A common measure would say that Isna is sufficiently gifted with magic.

Still, it's too bad for boulders to manipulate to the existence of a mystery called negative magic, and compare it to a fem who can exercise strategic-grade magic alone if he cares about it.

"... top grades in seating, right?

Although there are only five of them, seating grades are best practically alongside Anna.

Its intelligence is not inferior to that of the top graders who were in that college.

"But I couldn't get my hands or feet on Fia when it was that on-board play..."

"Ugh..."

I remember last night and get stuck responding.

Certainly that ability to also be called that out-of-science view of the big picture was that of a genius that would make mere excellence a laugh.

It may be a slightly different ability from academia, but it is clear which is not conducive to change.

"Then... did the body surgery..."

"If you do a mock fight with the current Sun, you'll be stunned in a second..."

Watch Sun train his mould against the void a little further away.

Isna is quite athletic as a female dreamer, but I have to say that catching up with that of the nature that elves have from now on is a daunting undertaking.

"Weapon ju -"

"That's already showing Anna enough difference to hate and say for a long time..."

Really......

I haven't actually seen Anna use her weapon for real yet.

But I'm pretty sure what Isna said so far is quite something.

"That's right! Cooking! Cooking is best for boulders, isn't it?

"It must be the best of the sisters indeed.... but you're eating more of Rosé's rice, aren't you?

"Ugh..."

I couldn't say anything back to Isna as she turned her surprise gaze at me with that said.

The two culinary arms are hard to wear.

It's hard to follow... but it's true that I've thought that a dish that feels nostalgic somewhere in Rosé suits my poor tongue slightly better than a sophisticated Isna dish.

"You can lie there, tell me I taste better!

"Shh, I'm sorry. But don't worry, you'll do anything without graduation. Actually, that's the hardest part, isn't it?

I can handle Isna pounding around my shoulder with both hands with obstinacy.

Not so much about anything other than the fact that Sun, Feer, and Fem specialize.

So when it comes to the overall average, Isna is definitely significantly above it.

"No, no, no! That's not just instrumental poverty! One amazing thing about me is I'm greedy!

"Okay! Okay, so stop it! Actually, I didn't say it, but you have one tremendous talent! I do!

I didn't mean to hide it, but if I could, I wouldn't have wanted to say it out of my mouth. I literally have a huge talent.

That, if handled well, would create a tremendous destructive power combined with this child's racist traits.

"Huh? Really!? What!?"

Isna stops pitting her hands and turns her innocent eyes full of expectations.

"Ready? Listen carefully."

Opposite Isna and place your hands on that shoulder where your complexion is exposed as you look into its eyes.

A moist, soft skin feel characteristic of women throughout the palm.

"Ugh, yeah......"

I can hear you drinking rice balls and bumps.

"You are the best of the sisters..."

Through the palm of my hand, I convey feelings of tension and anticipation.

"Big breasts!