Me and Norman went to the square in front of the school.
Class students and Irene gather around to see the confrontation. Some were making bets as to which would win.
"So? In what way do we compete?
"A duel."
Norman threw the gloves he was wearing at me.
"Walk three steps on each other's backs, looking back and unleashing magic. How about the rule of winning those who let their opponents have their magic?
"I see. Then the faster the magic chant, the more powerful one wins"
"I don't know. My strength as a wizard is seared out by the Rebellion Nashi. It can't be like winning with a magre."
"Okay. Then let's make it that way"
The way to duel has been decided.
Students exchange words with hiccups.
"Hey. Which one do you think will win?
"Right...... Dr. Kaisel is very good at teaching, though. Your prowess as a wizard, isn't it, Dr. Norman?
"But you're that Merrill's father, aren't you?
"Hey. I'll mix it up with a bet. Hmm? Which one do you bet on? That's all my dad has left."
Meryl was betting her entire fortune on the one I won at some point.
This is now unbeatable.
No, I didn't mean to.
"Come on. Kaisel. It's been a while since you've been in tune. I'll expose you to an overwhelming difference in power in front of the crowd."
Norman affixes an invincible grin to his mouth.
"I'm the man who graduated from this school of magic in chief twelve years ago. Of the five great magic, he has mastered the magic of all three attributes. This is a testament to a first-rate wizard. Using that magic, he did a glorious job as a court magician after graduating from school. I have a different background than a third-rate wizard in the country. Naturally, there is no comparison between the number of training fields that have been cut through so far."
Norman talks about Pepper and how amazing he is.
I couldn't help but smile.
"This isn't an interview venue. I have trouble being self-PR. Shouldn't we concentrate on the battle rather than move our mouths?
"Gu......! You busy bastard everywhere......! Fine. I'll let my body teach you my strength as a wizard!
Me and Norman stood back to back as we walked over each other.
Take a step forward from each other.
Jiri... and the back of my shoe rubbed the ground.
Second step. Tension increases.
And the third step - both looked back at the same time as the back of the shoe came on.
It was Norman who moved first. When he put his right hand up against me, he tried to disarm and activate the chant when activating the magic.
"Ha! Kaisel! You'd be surprised! This is the magic chant discarded! Higher technology that can only be used by leading wizards! While you chant your magic, my thunderarrow will pierce your body! Eat it!"
When a magic formation appears beside Norman, an arrow surrounded by purple electricity is ejected from it - sooner the magic formation was swallowed by a vortex of flames.
"Huh...!?
The magic formations that appeared beside Norman had disappeared without a trace.
The fire magic I unleashed - by Flame.
"If so, silly......! That's... chant discarded!? Kaisel. Do you have the same high technology as I do!?
"No, you don't call it high technology, a craftsmanship as good as chanting discards. You remember all this magic in less than a month, remember?
"Yes, a month!?
"Oh.... did I say something strange?
"I exercise like blood seeping to wear chant discards......! It's clear! This is clearly decided!
Norman screams like a wolf...
"Nah, nah! Water magic! Fire magic resistant water shots should disable his fire magic!
Also activate water magic with chant discard.
A blue magic formation floated across Norman's shoulder.
From there a water bullet was ejected like a bullet.
But...
My unleashed flame struck out the water bullet.
"Gu!?
"Awesome......! I can't believe you're overthrowing the water magic that shouldn't be compatible......! Craftsmanship because of the considerable power difference......!
Irene was opening her eyes behind her glasses.
"Norman. Are we done here?
I turn to Norman.
"Because of that. Show me your magic and what you're proud of. - I'm outnumbered in chanting speed and power, so there's no winning chance."
Did Norman also understand the matter, and he knelt on the spot. I drowned as if I had lost my temper.
"Why......! You are supposed to be a third-rate wizard in the country......! And yet how can you use so much magic...!
"For once, when I was in the country, my master taught me a lot."
"... Master?
"Oh. A wizard named Etra."
"Etra!? Etra!?
"You know what?
"Know it or nothing, she's a wizard enough to keep her name in the history of the King's capital... Who bears the same sage name as Meryl!?
"I knew you were famous."
"She didn't take a disciple because she didn't have the time to hang on the talentless. But did you teach her..."
"Looks like you had a fight."
Irene pushed up the glasses crawl and said.
"Mr. Kaisel wins."
"Daddy, you look great."
Meryl came running over to me and hugged me all over her arm.
"But how could you have been so careless?
"And he said it was a handful!?" Norman raved his voice.
"Well. If I shoot you for real, I might kill you. I left it for about three minutes."
"... my complete defeat. The way you teach and your power as a wizard are too different. Apparently, you're a real wizard."
And then...
Norman was supposed to give up the lecturer in class when I was at work.
And he and Irene started taking my classes with the students. Other class students who heard about my class reputation are coming too.
The festivities were enough to make a stand.
It seemed as if everything had fitted round...
"I'm glad my dad found out how awesome he is. That's what made me so much less time to fall in love with my dad."
Only Meryl seemed dissatisfied with inflating her cheeks.