Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

Villagers of the School of Magic Part 1

A year after that.

- In the end.

He left immediately after that, as if fleeing.

Said that I had a reason not to reveal... that I still had to be strong.

He said he was still going to be strong... the calamity... and wondered what the level of human beings who would destroy God alone were saying... honestly I was stunned.

- I don't know, what do you think your maiden heart is? Well, the next time I see you, I'll flatten you in the cheek with one shot the minute I see you.

No... In fact, what the hell am I to him?

I'm pretty sure we care about each other.

And I'm in love with him. That's for sure, too.

But he... what do you think of me in that sense?

Huh... and sigh.

- Either way, he's on death row. Disappeared on my own for years... as soon as I thought I was back... disappeared again. Besides, he showed up with a woman and disappeared with a woman.

- Because you'll never forgive me. One or two flat handed shots. Then... you'll never forgive me.

"What is lute... is lute-mcrane? We have a special vocational aptitude... and he's a villager... wasn't he supposed to have died during the Goblin raid four years ago?

Altena School of Magic crossing.

Walking beside me is this again childhood friendly Moses.

The profession is a wise man, and this again has a powerful vocational aptitude.

In the future, it has been decided to form with him when crusading demons, including catastrophes.

Me, Moses, and Lute.

I can't believe three people can be born out of standard in the fucking country... I know it's an overdone story, but let's leave it there for once.

"I know. The truth is... I know it can't be. The findings of Wang Du's investigation team are more reasonable... but..."

As Moses put it, the Knights were devastated in the Amanta case.

That's how I'm the only survivor... just like when I was in Goblin, an investigation team was dispatched...

After all, the investigation team's conclusion is that my strength as a brave man is rampant -.

"Sure, Evil Dragon: There were traces of Amanta's emergence, and the possibility of extinction from the situation on the scene... after all, Mr. Cordelia's qualities as a brave man... I thought it would be best to think that the Spirit had stormed out"

Goblins and evil dragons.

Two runaways and... and hallucinations.

Thanks to...... I even have two dishonorable names to say Mad Demon Princess (Berserker).

Or I think to myself.

When it happened to Goblin and Amanta... Lute did something about it... I knew I was hallucinating or something...

But, but, but... oh, I really don't get it.

When my headache hit me lightly, I heard cheers from the athletic field peeking through the crossing.

Seeing it, students from outside the college gather... and they are doing magic one after the other towards their targets.

"What's that thing doing?

To my question, Moses responded as he held the belly of the glasses with his fingers.

"Hmmm... me and Mr. Cordelia belong to the Knights, right? What we're going to learn here next month... as part of our training... is only in the name of training."

"Well, that's what happens, isn't it? Instead of tuition, we get paid quite a bit... So we were in a privileged class?

"Yep, educating good students at national expense without taking tuition regardless of their status... eventually it's a useful investment for the state, so... well, put that aside, this is supposed to be a study house"

"... with what?

"There are a lot of people who come all the way out here to pay for school to learn magic."

"I see. Freshman entrance exams or something. - Talking wacky, huh?

"Moses? Hey... Shall we sit"

Sit on a bench set up in the crossing.

Moses also sat down next to me with a strange look on his face.

In the warm wind of spring.

I watched him or her unleash magic towards me on the ground.

Most people deal with junior magic. And intermediate magic is unleashed during the occasional wake-up cheer.

From the level of me or Moses, even intermediate magic...... it's still awkward.

but...... we all work hard.

Keep your eyes shining on future hopes and ambitions, straight eyes for better or worse.

Yeah. That's not bad.

"... what do you think when you see this? Moses?"

"Hmm..."

Often, Moses laughed with his nose looking at the students on the ground.

"That's awkward. I won't talk about it. In the first place, they are not special occupational aptitudes. Unlike the chosen ones from birth like ours… how hard we work and how exquisitely C-ranked adventurers are good places"

I knew... I couldn't leave my back with this guy on the battlefield.

Sure, this guy is excellent... but he's the first type to run to plan when it comes to trouble.

Well, as long as that's a good story because it's about dude.

"Really? Born aptitude... although that may be a hopeless difference, but..."

"But...?

"Does that determine 100% everything? Knowing the impotence... can't you really flip everything with wisdom and hard work?

"Mr. Cordelia... you say strange things"

"Hmm. Is that crazy? His Majesty the Emperor of the Seeds Empire, who makes up 40% of the continent's prints, if you go back to your twenties... you must be a slave swordsman, right? Well, the aptitude profession may have been Kensei... but I can't believe you started with slavery and went up to the emperor... your theory says everything depends on the state of being born, you usually can't, can you?

Moses shrugged his shoulder just to not talk about it.

Again, I turn my gaze to the students.

- And so I froze.

And make your mouth open and close again and again like a pucker and a goldfish.

He noticed a change in my appearance. Moses gave me a strange look,

"What is it, Mr. Cordelia?

"... Y, Y, Y, Y"

"... I?

"……………… was there"

"Stay... what is it?

Instantly I was up and running to the ground if I noticed.

So I said this to Moses without even turning around.

"There he is, in that... Lute-McClane shit!