This season has come again this year.
Seasons in London where people other than magicians can float.
Normally, this was the best time to write about the city of London.
Newcomer fights and entrance examinations often involve magicians visiting the city, but the story of a distant world for non-magicians did not mean that the economic effect was explosive.
Of course, there are some exceptions, such as inns and taverns.
Conversely, this season is filled with people who watch certain events.
They don't become magicians, they're not already magicians, but they come to London to see the festival.
Rondor School Festival.
Because it is a school with a long tradition, London, its visibility was uneven.
Events such as magic parades and decorations.
Every year, a variety of hobbies, including experience corners and duels, are hosted by London students.
Of course, magicians aren't the only ones who come to see it.
Rather, there will be an overwhelming proportion of non-magicians at school festivals.
For non-magicians, magic was a fantasy substitute away from reality (unlike a thousand years ago), and the school festival was a good opportunity to feel it closer to home.
All children yearn for magicians, and adults are healed by fantastic magic.
"It's just a festival..."
In the conversation room, the blonde-haired woman, Homra Emerich, whose body is an adult but with a childish playfulness in her heart, stood in front of Homra's favorite Gilford Eura, this year's rookie winner with a skeptical gaze.
"It's just a festival, so it's not okay. Magicians are basically mysterious, aren't they? I think it's a wonderful event that the general public can see right away."
Don't you think? Yes, Homra Emerich continued.
Gilford Eura is the man who lived in battle.
I was not accustomed to using magic outside of battle, so I couldn't accept Homura's words at all.
"Every year, the senior students of this school have a wonderful school festival in London. Of course, we'll do it again this year! To do that, Gil, I need your help!
That said, Homura thrusts Gilford's forehead with her fingers.
While rubbing his forehead, Gilford continued to say "well."
"That's what I... wanted to experience. It might be a good opportunity."
Sing a song about youth.
That said, for this boy who enrolled in this prestigious London Magic School for a slightly different reason, the mysterious event called the School Festival was incomprehensible, but it didn't mean he wasn't interested.
Instead, you might say you're much more interested in rookie fights than relying on Homura to actively gather information.
Homura listens to Gilford's words, and Niya raises her tongue.
"That's it!! This year's school festival will be celebrated!
Gilford shook his fist small enough to be caught by Homura's protruding fist.