Reincarnation Monarch

One.

"Ah... I'm sorry... I fell again?

Miranda opened her mouth weakly when she finally woke up while an elderly health doctor was bandaging her head injury.

"Hmm. Did you wake up? I didn't just bleed a little for making a fuss about my head injury, too, and it doesn't seem like a big deal. We need to be careful where we are, but if we stay at rest for the time being in the infirmary, we'll probably be fine."

"Good! I'm sorry, Miranda. I was right next to him and I couldn't even notice him..."

Merm apologized with sincere sorrow.

Miranda hesitated and waved loudly over and over again, "Yeah. You shouldn't because I put up with it," he said, frightened.

Then Miranda slowly walked to the infirmary with Merm escorted by the teachers' differences.

Joseph, who looked worried about the condition, said, realizing that there was one.

"Hey, because I have a magician, don't you think it would be nice if Miranda's injuries were restored with proper magic?

Then Sebastian responded to it.

"No, maybe they can't."

"Why? 'Cause you can use magic, you're a magician, right?

"Yeah, but magic is basically two systems."

"Two systems?

"It's two systems: attack magic and defense magic. The magic that Joseph calls healing magic is part of defensive magic, but I think maybe they're offensive."

"Are you saying an attacking magician can't use defensive magic?

"Basically, it seems so. It seems that some people can use both systems the most. That kind of person is probably a magician class."

"I see. You mean you can't use both in the magician class? Then I knew those guys were on the bottom line."

"Hahaha, maybe"

Sebastian shifted his gaze to Chester beside him, laughing lightly at Joseph.

Then there was Shester, who was also disappointed and depressed beside him.

Sebastian spoke with much hesitation.

"Shester, what's going on? I'm fine..."

That's all I said. Sebastian remembered that Shester was sending his thoughts to Miranda.

And no matter how much that Miranda regained consciousness and headed to the infirmary on her own feet, Sebastian quickly agreed that Shester had no choice but to be shocked because she saw him fall on the floor once.

And Joseph, who was lying next to him, realized that and tried to change the story abruptly so that he wouldn't imitate what he was doing with Shester.

"Ah! Look at that, Joseph. Garant's got a half-open chuck in his pants."

Sebastian tried to impress upon the groin of their teaching teacher, Dr. Garant, that Shester's condition was strange by focusing Joseph's consciousness.

And the sagging was a light success.

"Whoa! It's true. He's usually so prestigious, he's a jerk."

"Yeah. Hey, Joseph. Don't you think it'd be funny if a girl noticed that and made a scene?

"Oops. That would be interesting."

Sebastian stroked Joseph down his chest howling over his obsession with Dr. Garant's groin, while at the same time looking at the side of Shester full of worry and leaking one sigh whoops.

Two.

"Nevertheless, I didn't expect Sebastian to be a magician"

On the way home from school, Joseph said in a heartfelt surprise.

"Wait a minute, Joseph. I'm not a magician yet, I'm just saying I might have the qualities."

Sebastian vehemently denied as he waved his hands.

"You've already made up your mind, haven't you? I'm not jealous at all. I wanted to try magic, too."

Joseph stomped the ground waste on the spot looking up to heaven as to how annoying it was.

"It doesn't look that good. Look at this. This is the magic book I just got, but it's so thick. I'm going to lose my mind."

Sebastian held the dictionary weight of a magic book in his hands heavily, making him look fed up.

But his cheeks were slightly loose without heart.

That too should have been true, something called a magician was all about the qualities he was born with, and it was the magician who could never be without qualities no matter how hard he gained his workout.

In other words, Sebastian was chosen and possessed of qualities, and I didn't really feel bad about how thick the textbooks were.

Joseph, however, had no idea what was inside of Sebastian like that, and he revealed his anger after being properly fed up with Sebastian.

"What are you talking about? You! You're a magician, magician! That's what you call a small-numbered assault magic user. Don't flatter me!

"No, so I haven't become a user yet. Only if you have the qualities..."

Though Sebastian tried to correct him again, Joseph was too excited to listen to Sebastian at all.

"Awesome! There's only one in a thousand people who use attack magic. Because defensive magic is one in a hundred... it's ten times more amazing."

"... so simple..."

"Ah! Speaking of which, what's your trait?

"Characteristics? Ah, there seems to be some kind of icy magic trait."

"Yeah, yeah, that. That sounds special in some icy magic, too, doesn't it?

"Sounds like it. But I don't think the two magicians knew exactly what they were doing."

"You really don't rely on me - a quote I talked to you two about for an awesome long time, 'I don't know... seems to have special icing magic qualities...' What were you saying?

"Right... maybe I didn't rely on it for a bit..."

"You know what, I'm mostly concerned about what special is like, but I don't know what it is, so you're in trouble."

"Right. I'm really curious about that too..."

"Right. 'Cause it's him... by the way... don't you think it's different from Sebastian's image?

"Yeah? What?

"No, it could be a casual assumption. Sebastian has an image of healing magic, but attack magic... that's not an image of icing magic either..."

"Yes...... is it?

"Oh. I knew Sebastian was an image of healing magic. 'Cause you're smart, you're sweet, and if you wear something white, you don't feel like a doctor."

"Really?

"That's right. At least there's no attack or ice image. If that's Shester, it would be perfect."

Joseph said as he looked back toward Shester, who had been following the two of them quietly until now.

Then, suddenly shaken, Shester remained unnoticed and annoyed at first, but after placing it for a beat, he noticed first, and then looked up and confronted Joseph positively.

And I worked my head desperately, trying to remember what Joseph said.

"Ah... oh... right. Sounds like my image..."

Then Joseph took over the words, not realizing at all that the time between Shester was subtly vacant, and gained my satisfaction.

"Oh no! Look at that. I'm pretty sure that's what he says. After all, the image of ice is Chester. 'Cause Chester's always cool with calm deposits. And yet why Sebastian? That sounds weird."

At twilight dusk, as the three shadows covered the cobblestone long and wide, Joseph continued to twitch and twitch forever, tilting his neck wide to the side.