Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The first thing Ars did when he got home, of course, was research.

The information I purchased from Jean was pregnant with the worst concerns, but it would be an immediate challenge first. Because I already have a lot of plans.

Less time to the new semester must be utilized effectively.

Three people and practical forms of training, mainly during the day. Then the days of research in front of my desk until nightfall.

That was also close to the end of August, when Budona contacted me on numerous occasions to go back and forth to Fallen.

Would it be better if I had three hours of sleep? I can feel my thoughts dull enough to say that's just Ars.

On the first day, I took Loki for an early stroll to Fallen and was in a good mood.

It's a useful time to take it to Ars, but I find it hard to increase parental density as a partner. The magicians who are pairing up in the world are having a hard time, too, so they changed their minds.

Live those busy days and quickly get into September.

That's right, a selection match takes two days from the beginning of the semester. Two days is expected to be quite a high pace. Because more than 200 students in the first grade, nearly 100 in the second grade, and about 70 in the third grade are going to attend. Sounds like the first year, to be exact, is going to end on the first day. After the second day, it's mainly on a schedule called 2nd and 3rd graders, but this is because the longer you become an upper class, the longer the game.

It should take a considerable amount of time because we have to select from a total of 400 students, and that is why the selection took a slightly different form.

"If you come all the way out here to see me, you can train me."

"That's not why. A, because Al's game will also be studied"

Loki, who cared about other people's eyes and said it again, insisted as stubborn for some reason.

I didn't think I could study against other students, but I can't even apologize for all the loki as an als. If you move your gaze away, the two people you know are sitting in the passenger seat upstairs as normal.

Well, I guess it's normal to know who will be chosen as the leading player in freshman year.

So I can't even strongly refuse against Loki, but I get a little frightened.

"Al, please go"

Is this what you wanted to say? A full grin, even a little proud, I think. I see Loki without a heart as an adult.

I saw such a loki around - probably men - twirling. I can't say I'm happy.

Five compartments assigned to first year students. There was a bustle in the training ground, but when the start was nearer, the tranquility descended to strain.

Ars raises his hand and heads to the first compartment as he likes toward Loki. Inside, nine students were already waiting in a state of battle.

The format allows ten people to fight at a time and the last person standing can then move the pawn forward.

The entrance and exit were closed with Ars in, all ten of them taking a constant distance and setting up an AWR. None of these possess their own AWR.

The buzzer of the start of the battle sounds as soon as we've accommodated ten people.

Ars looks around to treasure each and every one of them.

(You can't)

Magician-specific practices unfamiliar body carriage. It's not like you're after someone who doesn't move. It's blurry inside.

It's basically like saying don't move too much. Stop and exercise magic is what you're after.

When I ask why Ars is doing this on purpose, Felinella tells me, "Could you look at any students who might be able to fight, if possible".

Defeat would be a must if you hit with Ars. It is necessary because he also understands that it would be just as unfortunate for a strong student not to be screened (sieved).

Because if you have any better students, you're close to winning. I guess this is about as much effort as it takes.

It follows the format of the competition that this selection match is a mix of men and women. There is no difference in power between men and women in the Battle of the Mage. It is true that there is a difference in muscle strength, etc., but such things do not make a great deal of sense to the demon against them. So there is basically no such thing as a hande. Nevertheless, freshly behaved chicks tend to fight in ways that rely on their arm strength. Women need more magic than that, more magic than that, more fighting.

That said, I didn't see any difference between men and women in proportion given that the top three students in the first year are now women and the highest grades in the school year are also women. Regardless, I don't even think I need a hand.

Naturally, the dark screen is not down as usual, so Ars moves slowly with a cut off. I don't have an AWR, so I can't use magic flashy.

So Ars jumps to the center where magic flies. Students who unleash magic on the spot like fools wouldn't get their hands on it directly, but it would be good.

"Flame Burst," "Ice Arrow," "Windthrust"

Intensive fire on such defenseless Ars.

If you don't even have an AWR, then I guess you're right to think that everyone should take it down first.

But the results didn't.

Ars reduced his magic to the extreme and imparted it to both hands. That's such a gentle membrane of light that you don't even know it's wrapped up.

Attack multiple fireballs, ice arrows, wind slaughter.

Ars deflected from the direction to stroke from the side without defying.

Change direction instead of rebelling against the magic given the orientation. Each magic is curved just before it hits so that it is guided by even more magic than the other, and is diverted around Ars.

……

"What! Liar!

Such a woman's voice rose.

From the side, we left one to argue with each other.

One could say that only a few people have been caught moving close to divinity. Fortunately, there are only selection committee members on this occasion, so is it about Loki and Ferrinella that I noticed?

Exactly. Ars can't reflect like Alice's reflexes either, but naive magic also makes it easier to get away with it.

Well, it's because you barely moved.

The end buzzer rang and it was a sarcastic voice like "What a lucky guy" or something directed at Ars, who came out slowly by himself.

Apparently the others are still in battle. Upstairs Tesfir and Alice keep their eyes patchy and not slight. I think I found out that was more than just an argument.

It's unnatural.

"Good luck. I also saw critical."

"Oh, thank you"

Loki, who offers towels, can't even scratch sweat or anything like that, but I can't accept the generosity without hindering it.

Loki was caught deviating, but he didn't even see the details. Look flat on the rail like a launching pad and direct. The first fireball was visible, but then it was too fast to capture as many as seven shots of magic at once.

"Loki will be able to do that. The trick is magic manipulation. There is a magic density close to all systems. If we can maintain it, we can touch it without inhibiting the magic that was exercised. If you want to target me, you have to override the configuration."

"Can you?

and smile bitterly.

It's the first time I've ever known that I was granting magic powers. Naturally, if you ask me. Touching magic alive is tantamount to being attacked, so there should be some kind of magic, magic.

I find it distracting to be able to perform such ultra-fine magic manipulation.

Another person who was watching this has the same level of insight as Loki.

Ferrinella, sitting in the centre of the selection committee seat, has a cheek cane.

(He said he wasn't there...) That's how I said it. I'm going to put a peke mark on the roster where I played the game this time.

The same goes for game time, the proof left that there were no suitable students for Ars glasses given that it ended in about a minute of initiation.

And after nearly an hour, 21 people move on to the next stage in freshman year. Ars had in the meantime looked at the other fights as chilling and gauged to what level it was to win.

(Are you telling me to compete with that...)

He puts up a gutsy pose and overflows the winning boys students with "Seriously" Ars.

All fights are over.

Five people enter a section at random and the battle takes place in a format similar to the first battle. If you win this game, you can win the contest.

Sometimes there are half a dozen people in the Ars location, though.

Sigh in the face, which is almost no different from the students of the first war from Ars. Concern is whether Alpha is okay.

Is it somewhat the fruit of interpersonal combat classes, and some people do melee in AWR, but that's what amateurs do. Not to mention that it is still too harsh to have to stop for a moment to exercise magic.

Ars diverts Fire Arrow flying from the side toward a boy student who is now turning his back exactly in melee.

An arrow directed at him at a doubling speed struck him directly in the back, groaning and sinking.

Opponents say to their collapsed opponents, "Eh!" stiffened with an alarmed face. Numerous small fireballs are released from close range like rain from the tip of a sword wrapped in unparalleled magic from directly next to it, naturally.

Ars opened his eyes and stiffened.

Naturally, it's because of the fear that there's too little crisis.

The rest are three male students who unleashed a fireball with Ars, and a female student who is grating away at a remote location.

But Ars looked familiar to the female student - although I can't even remember her name.

Ars looked at the female student with a strange gaze who said she didn't want to make that point, wondering if she had noticed that she had just deviated from the magic.

Exactly. I guess I didn't know earlier because of multiple magic at the same time, but now I have one arrow.

I can't help but wonder if it would be a big deviation right in front of Ars and hit the other students.

We wouldn't have shown it to each other, but the two hostilities were still directed at Ars.

Boys students produce as many fireballs as their heads at the tip of their swords, while female students hit the ground with stick-like AWRs.

"Fire Burst"

"Mad Hand"

At the same time, fireballs fly to Ars, feet thrive and huge hands grow.

The arm of the earthen mass that made the fist is swung down, but there was no appearance of Ars on the spot.

Ars runs slowly toward the fireball - though for Ars.

First, the fireballs are diverted to female students, and when there are no more objects to block, they are fleshy to male students.

If I could easily sway the sword down and slap him in the nose, the game would have ended.

(Heh.)

The fireball I headed for was held back by a wall of dirt put up by a female student. The scorched wall quickly collapses and a female student appears with a slightly rough breath up.

I thought the fireball was powerful there for freshman year, but it prevented it.

I can tell you that Ars came here and found a subject for review.

Pick up the sword-shaped AWR of the man who collapsed at his feet and take a glimpse of the magic ceremony.

(Just the foundation of the fire system?)

Would it be natural for AWR for college lending as well?

I wouldn't be able to stand Als' output. Then talk about just granting magic and using it.

Als slowly advances toward the female student. What did the female student think?

The eyes were full of victory.

Slowly but also Ars can see the magic gathering in the AWR.

It flows to the ground where the stick is grounded.

"[Rock Net]"

Around the Ars, a net of rocky meshes from the ground covers it from left to right. It's like a jaw (after).

(The magic of the restraint system, well done... now)

and shortly after the left and right nets came on, Ars made about three cuts with his sword. Whether it's magic or not, it's a craftsmanship for sharpness. You wouldn't even be able to put cuts in a hard net if it just stayed AWR.

The net deteriorates quickly black, without any further movement. Ars blocked a bad flow of magic. As a result, the magic returned just a piece of dirt without going over.

――――

Shake the sword several times to make an exit and escape slowly from the collapsing net. It's about 5 meters away from female students.

(How's proximity?)

Dear Run, I'll try to shake my sword cluttered. Once Ars also matched the student's level. Drop magic grants to that level properly, too, but this is hard.

If you do the magic grant as usual, you might lightly turn the stick type AWR into a straight two.

It was only in the beginning that I turned to passive and defended, but when I stopped taking it, I began to let go of my power.

(Can be assembled securely during battle as well...)

The slow sword of Ars, which appears to be a recirculation, cuts the sky, and the tip of the stick is slammed through its crevices with an abdominal hanging.

Put a little effort into that, put the sword back in a flash, and play the stick with your patterned ass.

The metallic sound rang, and the female students wandered loudly. My hand must have been paralyzed by the impact. Drop the AWR from your hand and try to pick it up right away, but you can't afford that.

(Yeah, that's not bad)

At the end of the day he finished in the form of a surrender of a female student with a sword tip poked at his thin neck of that pigment.

The applause echoes with much amazement. Was it Ferrinella or Loki who first struck out his hand?

Either way, it's a waste to the winner.

Ars turns his gaze to Felinera. That would go without saying. I get a happy head start back.

Ars succeeded in winning the right to appear safely.

When you get out of the training ground, you won't have to be Ars to notice changes in your surrounding gaze.

Many know Ars. It doesn't sound good, but even in a year, it's making the top three disappear.

What kind of training did you get during this holiday? Is there a majority of gaze that praises such strength?

"I knew you were strong, Ars."

I hear voices right behind me that contain That was the girl student I've been playing against so far.

"I think I know why those three gather around you, Ars."

The first time I looked back, she had a grin that didn't make me feel the slightest bit of remorse for losing.

As for Ars, there are circumstances that honestly can't stop him, and Loki doesn't even feel depressed as an exception.

"That's not true. My skills are underneath."

"If that's what you mean, I'm in the middle of it."

"Even though you can use all that magic?

Around, for example, Ars thinks. She is a dirt pedigree no matter how she sees it. Features are user-friendly, but they also consume a lot of magic because they are inferior to other systems, because they have to move the soil or always be oriented. It's the only system that doesn't have first-degree magic arrows.

In other words, did you take the exam outside the system?

Convinced "I see" on the inside. So I guess that means he entered the selection match without the recommendation of a selection committee member.

"I can't help it. Congratulations."

I didn't know what you were talking about for a moment, but I'll give it back to you not to be sarcastic about the tournament.

"Thank you, but I think you'll be chosen, too."

"What!"

"Ciel ~"

Tesfir rushing from a remote position.

"Fia!"

"That's not awesome. I can't believe you're so capable of using magic."

"Hehe, I trained hard during the holidays."

Opium and proudly contradict the growing breasts.

Late Alice also laughed as happy as she was about herself.

"Hmm? You guys know her?

I don't know that you called your name. I guess you're not one of them.

――――

"Are you serious?

Ars tilts his neck, but it's refreshing. Then Loki, who was in formation next to him, pulls Ars' sleeve and punches him in the ear.

"Mr. Ciel Falreno is in the same class"

Even if they say so, it doesn't pin. Ars looks at Ciel again.

"Look, I cut my hair, so maybe I don't know... I was getting Fia and Alice to watch me study a lot"

I can somehow remember if you say so. You were like a mouse in motion with a tyrosis.

"That's what you said."

"Unbelievable. Remember your classmate's name."

"Al needs to be interested."

Sure, I'm aware of that, but I can't be blamed for being told like that impotent kid.

That's what I think. Put Ciel seriously in my sight.

I don't know about my previous hairstyle, but now it's a rounded, fluffy hairstyle with chestnut shortbob hair that wraps around the inside under my chin. You inhaled sweat. A little wrapped hair tip.

Again, crisp, big eyes remind me of small animals. A fleshy body that seems softer than slender. Is it because of training that there are brand new wounds everywhere?

It's not fat, but it doesn't come with what you might call muscle.

Make the impression that you're really a girl. As a magician, I get anxious.

And growing breasts are voluminous enough. If you look at Alice, I wonder if this is about average these days, and if you look at the other side, the redhead girl. Let me refrain from your thoughts on this one. We just get unhappy with each other.

Because of the environment in which Ars grew up himself. It's something I'm not very interested in, so I don't talk about it.

"I remember for now. Well, you're the same contestant."

"Mr. Ars, what did you just say..."

and all the games were over before Ciel spoke up, and Felinella had come down to the training ground at some point.

"Then this concludes the selection for the first year. The four remaining contestants will be selected by the selection committee."

Hopeful gaze turns to Ferrinella.

"... Mr. Ciel Falreno. five or more persons shall have been eligible to compete from the Selection Match."

At the same time, the gaze that was directed toward Felinera turned toward Ciel.

"Yeah!? I can't!"

"Congratulations, Ciel."

"Naturally! Ciel was the strongest of them all."

Alice's praise for letting go, Tesfir affirmed that she had certainty.

"Thank you, Fia, Alice"

I wonder if Ars needs to see something like that.

The gaze gathered is what Syel would have wanted. Female students who know Ciel gather around, and they are all festive.

I'm sure that's because I know the unrelenting efforts of a student named Ciel.

Ars didn't expect more trouble after this. He smiled and followed the training ground with Loki on his back.