Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

"Well, let's start"

So cut out, Ars slowly pulled the AWR out of his hips.

The training of a single magician is about to resume in a strange sense of urgency. And Tesfir and Alice also had a long foreground, and now that they had originally double-checked, they were already looking at it without hesitation.

"Do you even do mock wars like before?

"Before the junior classmates, you get a little nervous."

Alice takes Tesfir's doubts like a half-decision, but the Ars responses returned were somewhat different.

"No, to be honest, it's actually pretty hard to be able to fight demons in three years. Experience says things around here."

"What!? Is that what you're saying now?

Ars glanced at one eye and smiled slightly ill-willed at Tesfir, who seemed to have consciously stopped thinking.

"Being able to fight demons is a proportionate part of the number of demons defeated. Finally, I can be as strong as the number of people who have crossed the dead line. It may not be a real thing for you guys, but it turns you into a fierce person just because you've been thrown on the front line for a couple of years in the outside world and returned alive. Even if it doesn't reflect as a specific ranking or combat force, he should have acquired the art of living in the outside world. Then if you're not unlucky, you can live longer."

To Ars' abrupt words, Tesfir hurriedly put his hand on his forehead, sticking his other hand out to sort it out and hanging a stop.

"Uh, wait... I mean, we can't live long enough to fight demons?

"You want to die. You're really short-circuited. You think you're going to take a way to overturn what I've taught you so far."

"Then what are we going to do? Even I understand that mock warfare is interpersonal combat technology. Still, more than training, fighting demons isn't something students can do quickly."

Tesfir's opinion is correct. Of course, there are only a few things that can be done within this survival zone.

Alice, who was stationary about the interaction between the two, raises a similar question. I guess I perceived that the significance of training was changing from what it had been thin to before.

She erased the usual flamboyant grin from her face and instead raised her hand weakly for the floor. That question, which I'm afraid to ask, was dug out of the memories Alice had seen before. The contents of that thick manual, left to be able to train while Ars was gone...... I feel like it was written on a page around the end of it.

"You mean we don't do mock wars? I'm sure the training programs I got would have been the next stage in my knowledge of the outside world, survival techniques, effective strategies."

"Right, dude. It's something we have to do around there, but even in time, we change our priorities a little bit. I'm pretty sure you guys have gone beyond my expectations."

"Oh, praised."

"You praised me."

Tesfir and Alice both turned their unpleasant grins to Ars. Tesfir puts his hands on his mouth to hide his nibbly, lifted mouth, but not even his white teeth peeking from his side. Although it most included the meaning of their illumination, it was still a dialogue that he could not have thought of before.

But Ars kicks a grin with such inclusion. As if it's within the moment to be able to say that.

"This training is no different. It's a simulation."

"What the fuck?"

"It's a training ground, I thought so."

"That's the thing. Except you're gonna die a couple of times."

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Plenty of silent time passes.

What did you two think to Ars and Loki who didn't utter a word... I'm sure you thought it was some kind of joke.

Let Tesfir snap her wrist.

"What's the matter now? Head, you hit hard on the head. That's right."

And with both hands together, a face full of charity, and then a smile so gentle that it is no more for her. It also seemed to teach a lamb that would surely get lost.

"It's beautiful because there's only one person's life...... YEAH!?

The farce unfolded to escape such reality was amputated by a handknife that Ars had fed into the red haired brain weather.

Ars' chilling eyes are immediately pointed at her next door brown hair as well.

"Fia, forgive me, Al when I'm old enough to say that... what... sorry"

It was Alice, who leaned down with Shun.

"Al, that would be misleading. That said, I'd like it to be a misunderstanding for them."

Loki's chilled words still come from his experience in the military. He gave Loki a great idea of what Ars was training for. Something difficult to explain in words... so Loki bought an understudy to get out on his behalf that sucked.

"What Al wants to say, right? The point is, we'll have both of you dying. Fighting demons is difficult within the survival zone, but we do not know what will happen in the future because it can also be combined with the initiation of associations. In other words, it can be a difficult experience to dive a dead line before battling a demon. If I tell you what I'm going to do, it's backgammon."

Crossing the dead line is like risking your life for consideration. Getting over it, but it doesn't make any difference that you're crossing a dangerous bridge that just keeps winning fraternity, so to speak.

There is a certainty that Ars will not even actually take his life simply by making them aware of it. That's too much of an advantage.

Most of all, it becomes pointless training while Tesfir and Alice are aware that they will not be deprived of their lives.

Even in that sense, Tesfir's experience of seeing Ars' maddening battles up close would be a little brought to life.

"That's what I mean."

"What do you mean?

"I know you get a hell of a lot of experience."

Tesfir tilting a redhead ponytail still raises the same question, and Alice, who interpreted it vaguely too vaguely.

Again, the two of you have yet to get out of this peaceful world. It's not sweetness, I can't feel the meaning of the word "harsh." The two of them, who had been in a protected world for a long time, have now only begun to look out, and have not been able to pull their legs out of it.

That's why Ars ran out of words clearly.

"Which means we're not going to do anything less than we've done before."

"Hey!?

"Ugh, sooo..."

"Really."

Even in that sense, you would be able to pre-crush the motivation of other students that Ars is only eyeing these two. If you still want to be taught, even if you look at the relentless training that is about to begin......

"Make yourselves aware of the moment you die to the point of criticism. I need you to identify me. It'll be one-sided, so there's one thing I can tell you."

It presents the only possibility that they will be able to compete against the two who are still suddenly self-defeated.

Ars, who put up one finger, still had to choose the threatening word.

"Grab your senses, or you could really die."

"This de s!?

The weak rebellion of Tesfir that managed to twist out. Alice can't help spinning out words just by honking her throat. A damp hand was about to take away the gold spear.

And as proof that he can't go back any longer, Ars issued "Loki, put the substitution settings here to the lowest" for Loki.

Yes, this system is also, in some ways, a nasty thing to blunt your senses on the front line. It is necessary as a simple practice or training, but I have to say crooked in playing critical battles in the outside world.

It makes human beings so brittle and thin. The current substitution system fits to the extent of a headache until something that would not be strange if it were to die. This feeling should always grab your feet in the outside world and scratch your life lightly.

Even the military gives primary education considering the damage conversion around here. However, in the army where immediate force is sought, there is still nothing else to be acquired by fighting demons.

That's why Ars had to use this backhand. In the sense of the most subtle adjustment of magic, it is the unique backhand of Ars, who is deeply involved in magic manipulation.

Still...

It's not like the servant wants to hurt him either. But if you don't throw away that sweetness, they're the ones who pay for it.

How ironic that what I was doing in the back job would help this way.

Ars unleashed his exfoliating killing intent on the defenseless girlfriends.

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