Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Alice was still staring at the relative Tesfir.

And forward the rest of the ring that was waiting to be activated, but no slaughter was released from it. The light gradually weakens, reflecting the view behind in the circle.

I stopped activating it because I was wasting my magic.

♢ ♢ ♢

The person most surprised by this situation is Tesfir himself. He was cramping his face to see if he was consuming considerable magic just to maintain it. Though I mean, the magic of just throwing was wielded like an actual weapon, organizing my mind flashly, in the end it was just confusing.

It is still thanks to Ars' training that we are still able to maintain this way. It is an indisputable coincidence that I was able to prevent it.

It was simply because he decided he couldn't counter it without being as advanced magic as Isicle Sword. Even though it's not as powerful as the main body, I'm just sorry if two slashes hit it directly. In my head, if I had magic dense enough to kill two slashes, I would have had only a degree of thought.

Regardless, I remember using the Isicle Sword to express it. But I also knew that I wouldn't make it, as a matter of course. That's why I suffer from understanding.

And I glimpse the ice sword that I have created and let out the bitterness.

Some Isicle Swords were rather insignificant as a consideration in time. The blade is not sharp enough to be roughly slashed. Still, I guess it's powerful enough as a weapon.

Now it is time to consciously reassemble the coordinates with variables, but that alone is difficult. Not in a very fightable state.

Dauntingly, Tesfir stops thinking and sharpens the senses of the body to remind the body of its present state. Because I'm better at letting my body remember me than I am at passing through my thoughts with my head. That's what sheltered my face with my arms when I prevented the slaughter, but then I remember my sword waving to interact.

(If so...)

Fix the relative position without moving it, while moving it in line with the arm swing. It feels like moving your hands with your head.

Then the sword leans slightly as I imagined.

(I can use this!

He nodded forcefully at the ice sword, listening to him say sooner or later without a slight time lag, and his hands caged with strength.

It feels unstable, but that's fine now, as soon as I lose my mind, but it's going to collapse away. It is a force that is as difficult as it is to use. And even though it was an affair, there was no certainty that I could express the same magic immediately.

About this sword. Although Tesfir is as knowledge, I am not sure how I made up my magic.

Turning to hold his body with his left arm, the sword also slowly circles in front of the Tesphere again.

Use anything you can use. Catch a ni and a mouth angle.

"You did it."

Open up to pay off your arms with momentum.

A linked ice sword was paid to the horizontal giraffe as it cleaved the smoke. Is it from the weight, I manage to endure even though my body is pulled? I guess if you reassemble the coordinates more constantly with variables, they won't even wiggle, but I guess that means it's hard for her right now.

Stick tight, albeit slightly. Even though it moves like a waving arm, it keeps decreasing its magic just to maintain it. So much so that if I rely on my senses but didn't constantly project the minimum coordinates, I would still be foggy.

I can't do this for long.

Isicle Sword is a real substance that uses magic as a medium to follow and manifest a process called magic. But beyond that component being magic, it will take a supply of magic to keep the entity alive forever. Already the amount of magic was decreasing enough not to be stupid.

Now it's our turn.

With an invincible grin, Tesfir ran with all her might.

Alice also thinks that Shield Lace was prevented from doing so only in melee, and moves out.

The sword trident sounds.

A repetition of the same thing gradually cornered the tesphere, with the tips of the cheeks plundered. But then it's a different sight.

Before you pull off the plundered spear, Alice hangs on and an ice sword approaches you directly from the side as you push the air away.

He gave himself up and did it, but instead, Tesfir's kicked up leg captured Alice's abdomen. A spear belly allows a direct hit to be flown big though avoided.

Alice chewed her teeth happily into an unscented war situation. It is no exaggeration to say that he was turned upside down with that huge sword wave.

Naturally, if you take even one blow, that will never make the battle. Even if it can be prevented, it must dance lightly through the universe in that power, such as its own body.

When it stops while leaving friction marks on the ground, the ice sword linked to the chased Tesfir as it moves AWR down well from the upper level darkens the longitudinal shadow.

Don! The sound of the earth tells the story of its power, crushing the ground easily.

I don't feel like I need to be safe, though if I take such a thing, it will convert it to psychological damage. If you hear the vivid breaking noise, your spine freezes even more.

And a glance at the trail of sinking, mixed with earthen smoke, is spreading definite cold air. The bottom seemed frozen.

(This much magic......)

Alice is good at watching the Tesphere.

I'm guessing it's quite enjoyable. I can't afford the look on my face and look at the sword of chills and ice with a sharp eye as if I was sharpening my nerves.

Breathing is rough too, whether that's something you can tell yourself.

(Fia's pretty pushy, too)

That meant it turned into a short-term showdown.

We don't have that much magic left over from each other. I guess Alice still has more room now. But she also needs to take the corresponding risks in order to break that icicle sword.

The only way, once lectured by Ars, I was told that I would not be able to handle it without training and with the skill I have now. I overflow smiles that I'm glad to hear it now.

(Bet you'd rather try than end up doing nothing)

It wasn't Alice's nature to be one or eight, but I can't even say that. It could have been avoided if we hadn't carried it to a critical battle at least.

I also understand the difficulty because I doubt I can even buy myself some time with the Tesfir right now. Still, I only have one of my own fighting, so I consolidated my determination that it was up to me to make the war situation better or worse.

By fixing the circle ring, the magic power has decreased. Again, there is no respite. However, it is not at all futile because it has also succeeded in constantly turning the consciousness of the tesphere towards it by virtue of this. Besides, it is fixed directly above because it will also be used later.

Alice can cross blades with Tesphere again, even though she knows it's reckless. Though there are minutes in a simple slash, if you go deep and get a shot, that's it. I can't break the offense, but I'm glad.

Exchange a Tesfir sword with red hair strapped to your forehead to build up a little damage to your body. The ideal is to be converted to heart damage, which makes your consciousness scattered by dull pain and solves magic, but Alice's best friend, who knows this place, exerts power beyond its limits.

For Alice to know her, that's only a hopeful observation. It is not necessary on this occasion to say that it should be so… Alice herself did not want such a settlement.

Rough breaths don't get out of sight of each other like they've been ignored. Because both bodies understand that a moment of alarm can be a lifesaver.

Tesfir also moves cautiously that if he strikes a blow, the reason he can't step out cheaply and heavily is that Alice's spear would crawl the blade deep into his limbs if it had a gap. It is also close to the limit that we have already maintained the Isicle Sword. He is desperately handing out his focus because the pain of slashing his body with twitching is converted to dull pain.

Alice was also repeating a single piece of paper defense that was not allowed to eat a single shot. It is a roundabout engagement that is not strange whenever a strained thread is cut.

On the spectator's seat, he was breathtaking and nailed to the hope that the offense would last forever. Magnificent spears and swords attract people like martial arts. A sight like a sweep creates tension that clogs your throat.

Sweat grip in hand. Even spared a blink. I looked down at the once-over offense with my eyes like plates.

And right after instinctively sensing signs of foaming...

"Yikes!!

Only such a feminine sad voice could be heard.

Alice leaked her breath from her lungs, clashing in a straight line against the wall with great momentum, distorting her face to pain and headaches that disturbed her breathing. The floating circle also makes a metallic sound and falls powerless on the ground.

I succeeded in scratching the tesphere a little deeper because I went in slightly deeper, but only a little fatigue accumulated until then, straining its legs to the ground. As a result, he was baptized intensely by the Isicle Sword. It was hard enough to remain conscious because it interrupted the AWR in a biased way.

I keep my back on the wall and fall all the way to the ground first, but I won't let go of the AWR in my hand.

Alice put her hands on her knees in sight while her vision was glowing and she put Tesfir in sight, breathing rough as well.

It would mean that Tesphere was also damaged to such an extent that it could not be pursued immediately. You don't have to do anything. There are two people who seem to be exhausted, but gradually there is a powerful light in their eyes that allows them to exchange their gazes with each other.

"Ha-ha-ha, fia's already at its limit."

"Ha, ha, ha. You can still go."

Tesfir, who meditated spicidly on one eye, was that of strength, no matter who saw it.

While full of creativity, Alice also fills the distance loosely when she stands up with a spear instead of a cane.

Tesfir wakes up physically, as he also guessed.

I took a big, deep breath at the same time.

Pull your chin tight, walk out slowly, and gradually cross your legs faster apart.

(Now...... decide)

Alice sticks her free hand forward. Then one of the circle rings was fixed while maintaining a constant distance in front of him. I hear that just Shirlace is classified as intermediate magic in the first place. There is no way in Alice today to counter the Ice Sword. But there's only one way.

That's another performance [amplification] that this AWR circle has.

Previously, the magic released from the AWR body was copied and released from the circular ring, but what we now use is to activate the magic through the circular ring.

By doing so, the magic through the circle doubles the magic released from the body. Ars told him off to brag. He said that if you go through up to three circle rings, you can exert eight times more power in simple calculations.

But even if it requires a tremendous amount of precision.

That's why Ars said the circle is AWR again. In other words, it was absurd that two or more AWRs had to be used by themselves to simultaneously activate separate magic, but now I was grateful for that.

All of a sudden, all three of them would just be impossible. If we consider the possibility of doing so, we have to try one circle, or double. How can we double what, in the first place, [amplification] would be classified as magic?

You can't think with your head or have answers. In the end, we have to do it. Somehow, but I have a feeling Ars' training so far might have something to do with it.

Concentrating consciousness, a small magical formula engraved on the edge of the circle gives rise to a weak light, the circle expands slightly more and more, and the membrane of warm light tensions the interior. That was even like natural sunlight that could not be reproduced in a pseudo sun.

Tesfir also draws an ice sword on the diagonal lower section, this time standing with both hands. Did it interact with the knife?

And pour in all the magic. The Isicle Sword was as strong and sharp as it was compressed, and its shape was completed into an indisputable sword. A fantastic sword as crystal clear becomes smaller at a time, but the undisputed and concentrated magic is only the result of elevating the earlier sword.

The distance between the two shrinks - a spear drawn to their limits from each other, swinging the blade down on the target like a knife was bounced.

"Shield Raise/Double"

"Ice Frozen Blade (Zeppel)"

Shield lace is released into the circle, pushing it up so that the slaughter increases in power in an attempt to break through the membrane.

The sword of ice, which had grown into great age, exhaled enormous amounts of cold air, and began to freeze the air with a tingle.

When the two collide, the sound extinguishes first, and the cold air is blown around the two, transmitting the ground along with the kind of impact sound that echoes at the bottom of their bellies. And when I thought the cold air spread to make a ring in an instant, I was sucked to the center all at once.

Everyone closes their eyelids reflexively in the dazzling light that wraps the athlete around and blocks their ears in a hurry at the explosion that came late.

And after ten seconds, someone in the audience opened their mouth suddenly, "Ah..." his throat in a dry voice.

Those who watched the game as they pointed their fingers, two girls who had been fighting had fallen on their backs at the end of their sucked gaze.

The ground that has fallen to accommodate both of us tells the story of its power.

Anticipating a tragic situation, a situation where everyone can't help but worry about the safety of the two of us. Because it's falling without moving even Pickle.

But the safety of the two quickly turned out. It was precisely the two girls at the centre of the gathering gaze who suddenly laughed as if they had touched the harp line.

"It was okay, Alice?

"Yeah, my body doesn't move, though. What about the fia?"

"Me too............... and my head hurts"

Even the eyes pointed at the ceiling. The two of them were together and, despite the headaches like the one they suffered from the disease, it blew out "pussy" like something terribly ridiculous.

But I immediately say, "I was there..." and look at him.

Is that even funny? I chewed my lips gently as I endured the pain.

"Yeah, but I don't know what happens in this case."

Tesfir questions about the winner being either.

But...

"I don't care about that. Whichever one wins or loses, I fought as hard as I could, so that's all I'm satisfied with... I'm satisfied"

".................. yeah, me too"

"Oh - I'm tired," Tesfir extended his limbs to the big letters, with a satisfying grin. "And I thought I could win - it's on the way."

"I was going to win from the start."

"You were such a jerk before it started," Tesfir returned to Alice, who said she was taken away with a pranky grin.

"But I didn't expect Fia to use any new magic on the ground."

"Me too..."

Tesfir with a sissy or tilted face.

"That said, I figured that one out because I showed it to my mother once. Almost unconscious. Sadly."

"That's not true. Even if it did, it would be amazing to be able to use it in that earthen pit."

"Uh-huh. Am I? If it's amazing, Alice is the last one. I haven't heard of those hidden balls."

"Ha ha, Al taught me that too, it was like he told you to be early. But that's all I had."

"It was fun," Alice said summarily, dyeing her cheeks a little like a heck of a light.

It is obvious from the look on your face that it does not lie. The same is true of Tesfir, who felt satisfied and ran out.

And when the buzzer at the end of the game rings when I forget.

…………

Watch the screen pulling his jaw and coming down directly above him.

"Hahaha!!!

"Phew...... itah!! Sometimes this happens."

"But... this could happen."

"Yeah."

The screen showed the letters [Draw].

And let the cheer that was creeping wiggle the air like a dot cut a weir.

A round of applause for the two who played the game until it was rolling. I'm sure their names will be widely known now on the occasion of the Games.

The applause, the cheer continues even after the two are carried on a stretcher, pulling their tails to immerse themselves in its aftermath until the next game begins.

Matches between students in the same college are exactly elevated to each other as friends. It was deeply engraved in the hearts of those who saw it with sobriety as if it were confirmation of it.

Tesfir and Alice, transported to the stretcher, were taken straight to the infirmary.

Soon the second magic college athletes, led by Ferrinella, are pushing for unmistakable praise.

"That was a really great game, both of you. Whatever the outcome, I'm proud to have fought the Second Magic Academy without shame."

It's actually not unusual to call it a draw. However, as a rule, in that case, it depends on the circumstances. He says he doesn't dare make a draw in the case of qualifying, and if everyone decides it's a draw - in this case, he's the judge among the Games members - he may rematch the day again.

In the case of this battle, and when the players in the school were drawn from each other, they decided not to win or lose, but to entrust it to their college. This would mean that the second magic school frame situation would go to the finals, but entrust the choice of which player to raise.

"Yes, we are satisfied too"

Tesfir also nods resolutely on the bed in a voice demanding Alice's consent to "hey".

The two are getting drips on the bed early. Whether it's because of the headache or not, the depletion of magic seems more serious than that. All this has to do is wait for me to recover naturally.

There is no problem if you stay at rest because it is very different from extreme fatigue.

I had changed my eyes when I saw them because they showed me so many games. The upper classmates will not look down because they are the lower classmates. On the contrary, it contains a vision of vision.

Then naturally the classmates rejoiced, as they did about themselves, in the words of praise and killing. Some of them look like Ciel, who takes her hand and says "good luck" like she was struck by a serious game of friends she didn't show during training.

"Well, it looks like they took a good place for both of us, and we need to work on it."

Ferrinella pushes out by tapping Illumina's back, which sits one step behind her.

"It's not like you've only worked for junior classmates, but you don't get results as an upper class. Hey, Illumina."

"You two have one head. But let's do it right."

Illumina says with a face that doesn't break her serious look and erases all of her laughter.

Of course I'm not in the mood over the last few weeks, and I'm not surprised because I'm looking at being made up with someone named Illumina at all.

"With that said, no Loki? Senior Feri."

"What are you talking about? Mr. Loki's already headed to the game venue."

I turned to the screen when I told him how I said I was going to say something ridiculous about Tesfir's question.

The infirmary is also equipped with a small LCD reflecting the match venue.

The game doesn't seem to have started yet, but the game starts in five minutes.

"Watch the game while you rest. We'll go back, but don't get flustered."

I looked at the bed alternately in a sister tone as I protruded one to show my finger belly.

"Okay. I can't move either way."

Alice meditates on one eye and gets a sigh.

"Leave the rest to me."

That's what Ferrinella and the others left the infirmary.

I will not be ready for the game at least immediately because the progress of the game will change when it comes to the main game.

semifinals from one to three years. At the end of the day, the finals will be organized by grade.

So, you two will have at least five more games of rest.

"Hmm? Is Ciel good?

Tesfir turns his gaze to Ciel, who remains in the infirmary where no one is supposed to be.

Then, when you bring the chair and place it just between the two beds.

"Because of this, let's see it for the three of us."

"Fine, but shouldn't you see it raw?

"It's okay, it's okay. You don't know what you don't know through the screen or right away."

Ciel shyly leaks a bitter smile and scratches her cheek.

Alice immediately realized if she wanted a commentary.

"Don't expect us to know everything about Loki either"

"Roger that!!

"Look, here we go."

The sight of the three turned to be drawn to the screen by a single drink of Tesfir.