Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Time goes back, after the tournament. It was when the Ars weren't half a day past their mission. In other words, given the abrupt delay of a day in Balmes, he would still be stationed at headquarters.

"I can't believe you're so busy..."

Tesfir picks the eyebrows and distracts mental fatigue while maintaining a mask for the outer surface.

Alice, who is still being pursued in response when she sighted to look for her, was in all sorts of distress. Yes, we talked about keeping the two of us as consolidated as possible, but they pulled us apart early.

He seems pretty distressed as far as I can see, but he manages to outdo me well.

And Alice was shaking her face to look for Tesfir as well. I had a quick conversation, but now I'm staring at you with a crying look on my face.

Naturally, when I tried to take a step because I also had a promise...

"Excuse me, may I have a moment?"

That's what I told Tesfir. He seemed like a soft guy with a low back. I intuit a man who would still be in his thirties as a magician. I'm guessing you've been fighting in the outside world. There's an atmosphere surrounded by warlike magicians. With a body to be described as a combat experience that cannot be hidden even in formal outfits. Whether you're here or not, it's easy to guess because you're a national military official.

He bracketed high that there would be no troop solicitation from other countries because he was noble, but apparently he's going to be his seventeenth opponent since the primary began in such a way as no offense. For some reason, the Favel family and I seem to know the solicitation, so I don't like the phrase 'to my mother'. Tesfir apologized out-of-the-box to Alice by joining hands in front of her face, saying which way it was going to take again, whether it was from the person first.

All parties take place in the same place. In a large room, athletes from each college attend in uniform. For the most part, it is this seat that is the place of rapprochement.

Whether at some point it is out of consideration for nobility or scoutsmen, in a large room athletes from the first to the seventh cannot move much from a determined location. Because if we put all the players together, we'll have quite a few. The large table is lined with colorful dishes so that meals and more can be enjoyed once, but the top three schools remained largely untouched.

This is a troublesome thing to do, but if it's the bottom line, it's overnight, so it's a luxury. It's not something that started now because it's a sight that's also known as a landscape poem for the Magic Goodwill Games of the Seven Kingdoms.

Conversely, even the winning school, the Second Magic Academy, can have little voice for athletes who have ended up losing the first battle and other miserable defeats. That's why there's no pulling around the winner Tesphere or Alice who can be seen in the same line.

Ciel also has some merit in progressing to the fourth round, or he has been called off to try to get close to the table with a plate. This one was more bewildered than Alice and vice versa. It was the end of a peppery head bow.

Then circle your gaze to sew a gap to find the person you care about. Though Tesfir won, those who saw the other game would know... that they just rolled up to their empty seats and got there.

The second magic school has a space in the center, next to it is the semi-finalist first magic school. Looking at the center of the most crowded must have recovered. Philyrick was interested in bickering at adult opponents.

But sometimes I can tell because I'm used to these places, Tesfir.

(The mask for the outer surface is thorough...)

Behavior of nobility with a glass in one hand with a faceless look on the back.

Somehow I get stuck.

"Um... Lord Favel?

"Oh, yes!!

I remembered I was still in the middle of a conversation and realized I had made a mistake.

"So, why don't you grow that talent in my squad? Even if it looks like this, I'm double-digit," he says, touching the license he took out of his chest pocket.

A profile that comes up as 3D footage, this is a business card to show them.

"Ma! It's an honor to hear from such a person. But young people like me may be bothering you."

With his hands on his mouth, Tesfir, surprised as if he were a wasp, drops his temper with all modesty. It is doubtful of his character as an aristocrat that he stumbled upon him without much conversation.

Though I think it's bad to make you feel concerned.

At the beginning of school, I guess he was just a double-digit magician and he was a graduate, but it seems certain that someone is blunting his awesomeness.

If you listen to me, this man looks like a Clevidito magician, and he just built a new squad.

The point is, you want to secure personnel.

"That's not true. We've seen the game in this game, how you're used to fighting, and of course enlistment will mean after college, but we're going to have a training period for the rest of the day, etc. I'm sure your friend, Lord Alice Tilake, will be with you."

It seemed like a captain, but it still didn't feel like it was on the board. It was a soft look. You don't look like a magician on the front line in the outside world, but you can't judge by what you look like.

I don't feel that way from the start, but I was heartily surprised that I was even looking into friendship.

"Thank you. Thankfully for the story, there are still some things about the house so in my presence...... most importantly, I'm only a freshman so to think ahead...... I'm a shallow student. I want to think carefully about going back and forth in college."

To put it this far, I mostly pull back. This man didn't seem to leak into the example either.

"Oh yeah... right. Looks like I was quick, too. Then we will speak again next year."

"Thank you"

The man gave a hurried look, waving a boom in front of his face to Tesfir, who broke his hip after receiving a loving laugh.

"I look forward to another opportunity, Lord Favell. Oops I need you to remember my name for that time...... Roen Weltz, if you can remember until next year"

"Yes."

"Now if you'll excuse me," said Roen, delighted, heading straight to Alice.

Put that back in sight with Alice.

It was just after Alice split with the scout and the person she thought she was responding to as she waved. When you point your body straight at the Tesphere, the earlier Roen is already waiting for you, and you say, "Hiya!" and made him jump off his shoulder.

Tesfir turns to face back with her shoulders flaunted. Then the license was retrieved and a row was formed before. I was supposed to pull my cheeks together and tighten my joints that I still couldn't take my mask off.

I spotted Loki in the break space ahead of me, distracted from my gaze. Unfortunately, no one is at her disposal to attract the most attention on this occasion. When she got to the room, she walked as usual to show it to her. He would have been most surprised that he recovered faster than expected.

Still, I was overwhelmed that I still couldn't play the game.

That said, it was in front of Loki that we had the most crowd right after the party started.

But I broke off with just one word: "I'm a partner, so I'm not going to take any solicitation," so as soon as I know I don't have an island to attach anything to, the scouts scattered as soon as I was done just face-to-face, no one would visit in front of her.

No, a few players from the school greet each other, but Loki's expression could be described as Buddha's top.

After about two hours, the announcement prompted Scouts and other military officials to leave, and the admission of nobles and other heavy towns was replaced, the second beginning.

The purpose of making connections in nominal terms is on this occasion, but in fact, it is an implicit fact that it is a place to find a partner. And even military officials are still well-housed when it comes to people who don't exit and continue to stay. That means nobility, but scouting in secondary is considered your jurisdiction.

Your lady in a gorgeous costume and many others show up. Even so, the star is an athlete, so the outfit is not too brilliant and not too plain stands out. One of these garments is very aristocratic.

Tesfir walks to the table to get a drink to catch a breath, and when she looks at Alice to take it too, she looks at her with a broken smile and a wolf. The opponent wasn't Roen, but he doesn't even look like a soldier. I didn't even know what it was about, but from what I've seen, it's an unexpected sight. The voice is even loud and intimidating. The time for solicitation is already over, and even though the nobles are showing themselves, there is no sign that it will end.

Alice had come quite a bit, too, and seemed preached.

"I can't believe I don't even know the rules..."

When I started bothering around as well as Tesfir and got my attention -.

"Don't you know the manners in this place? What country, squad, rank?

It was a woman's soprano tone voice, but it was clearly angered and spun like a mockery.

"I'm sorry, but we're not done talking yet. Wait a minute... So, Alice..."

Without even looking back, the man who mixed his magnificent gray hair eats down.

"I want you to make sure I look into your AWR, if possible, if the producer can also tell me..."

A woman wearing a deep red dress behind a rolling man overflows her sigh.

"I don't think so, but it's not an alpha, is it? I don't want to think there's such a scrap... Selva"

"I'm in awe"

A deacon standing behind a woman's step advanced and broke in between Alice and the man.

"I'm sorry, but I was wondering if I should talk to you later, and I'm going to have to verify your identity any longer."

The man who took the old butler's glance straight from the front and wandered. There is no such thing as old and still active killing. Now it is no longer time to whip the body, but the experience of dealing with humans, not demons, is not concomitant.

"Yes, no I...!! Oh, okay... Excuse me, Mr. Alice."

The man, who looked back to give up, would have come to me with a voice. He looked at the woman and clogged her throat.

"Oh, Mother -!!"

Tesphere stutters.

Yes, it was Flose Favel, current head of the Favel family, who is said to be a famous family, even a great nobleman, even Alpha, who was in front of the man. You must ask other countries for that name.

When the man opens his eyes, he immediately bows deeply and exits the room.

Froze sighed, hitting her cold gaze as she looked down.

"Ha, you're in trouble."

"Sir Left."

"Alice didn't have any luck getting caught up in that."

When she saw the person, Alice panicked and bowed her head.

"Dear Froze!! Oh, thank you."

"It's okay. It's sadder than that, I can't believe my daughter's best friend called me... you can call me Mother. It's like a daughter."

Even if they say so, they weren't immersed in the Favel family, so they are quite resistant.

"So no, Mr. Froze?

You must be a little surprised to remember some time of training.

"Okay. It doesn't matter now."

Whether the slightly unfortunate look was serious or a joke, it was a greeting with no other love either way.

"Why is your mother here more than that?

"Naturally, I'm here to support the two of you in the game. Congratulations on the win, Fia. Alice had a great game."

"Oh, thank you, Mother."

"Thank you, Mr. Froze."

Tesfir could not forbid the feeling of surprise. No matter how much I hear outside, it makes me happy and dreamy that you'll give me a compliment.

Alice should have liked it, and it was hard to imagine from the majestic Froze no matter where she looked from. Because there was a mother there who was delighted with her daughter's work.

In fact, I can say that Froze was more satisfied than this. I was not proud of my predictions because my daughter was steadily flowering her qualities as a magician.

At first I was honestly worried about whether I was happy or not, but Selva threw me a word that contained, "Lady, I guess you worked hard," and I decided to punish the innocent idea. Including that fate is separate.

"So, Alice, it didn't seem like the guy earlier was soliciting or anything?

"Oh, yes! You said you were the head of the technical department at Luther Luca. Well, let me check the AWR..."

"That's unusual. I wonder if that's all the delicacies I've had since I left the army, but I've been neglecting the latest AWR... spear-shaped AWR. Where did you buy that?

…… Yes, no, the... something Al made and couldn't say no to his birthday celebration... ugh. "

"-!! I see. So you kept him from coming up with his name. Even so, technicians can't see around them when they're on fire, which is something similar in every country."

"By what I received, I would say my name without permission..."

"Al would definitely be in a bad mood. You want to avoid trouble."

I fantasize about how disgusting Tesfir looks at the sarcasm mix, considering Ars' character from his previous relationship.

Froze felt corroborated by information he had previously obtained when gathering information. Not only is his heterogeneous background as a magician, but his name is bound to be hidden in the development of magic. The name of the developer will also be specified if the new magic is to be found in full, but this is not necessarily compulsory. But to take a name as a researcher can be considered an honor. For this reason, it is the researchers who make the discipline extremely difficult.

But in fact, some magic has blanks in the developer's name. This shows a well-known figure among researchers.

That's Ars Regin, the man.

Having reached this point, Froze has now boarded the tournament with his heavy hips up.

This is not to say that the technical chief of Rusarca, who runs at the top of the AWR market, has produced enough substitutes to catch his eye.