Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Just one blow, just one shot of magic. With it on his back, Tesfir suffered devastation to the point of violence without being able to prevent or avoid it.

It's the usual thing for a bumpy head to pulse. This time there is an uncomparable pain, in addition to which there is a slight burning pain running all over the body.

Did he rub off somewhere, and Tesfir looked down at his knees all the way down. There was a wound there that seeped blood. Impossible in this training ground.

Ars really doesn't give in, his body shivers in war feeling what it means with his skin.

Scary, fearful, nevertheless, Tesfir stood up with trembling feet, either from his pride as an aristocrat or from his pride in having once again gained strength. Yes, through the ordeal, I did grow strong. At least one step further than back then, no, even a half step should have taken us forward.

What is in Tesfir's eyes is a color that is too straight.

"I can still do it... To this extent…"

It is only with the exquisite addition and subtraction of Ars that the two of us can still stand. Of course, only Ars can know that.

But Ars only poured a chilling glance into Tesfir's vanity.

She doesn't know yet.

We cut this off as training, and they haven't seen the reality. Believe me, they will never kill me. I don't doubt it. Maybe this wound is an accident or something. Most importantly, it is also a sign of trust in Ars. But I don't need that trust right now.

Especially since this battle, which is the first, will sound in the future, with his heart turned into a ghost, Ars set his aim for Tesfir.

Did you expect, when Ars stuffed that distance that would arrive if he touched it in an instant, Tesfir pulled out a small knife [Snow Princess], altered events around him in [the permanent frozen realm "Nibbleheim"] and firmly defined them?

Colour only a small extent in the icy world as if it were your own territory.

But when Dunn and Ars stepped to the ground, the [permanent frozen realm "Nibbleheim"] expressed by Tesfir ran radially from Ars' stepped foot.

alterations in composition, the intensity of which was too fragile for her now. The configuration collapses easily due to local [vibration wave "Railpine"].

The runnings fill the frozen ground, leaving only the cold air and fogging.

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From the Tesphere, I didn't understand what they did. Still, the ice world under my influence was easily invaded.

Now it only shows up in Tesfir's sight that it just doesn't even work with the finest magic.

She also realized that she was truly protected. Both pride and the power finally gained from the pile collapse as all of it was denied.

I can't even get a groan through my throat.

Tesfir was next unable to react to the posture of the attack taken by Ars. Ars with his dagger overhead in a streamlined motion. The chains he pulled were wrapped around bright magical light.

There's no threat to that dagger, no, something more noteworthy was appearing over Tesphere's head. Huge ice cubes that are likely to even hear a heavy bass - their rough sharp tips of the late were lagging behind their eyes and noses.

Just a little face up and a deep bea was covering up one side.

Its huge ice cubes, as if they were caught with thin threads from the ceiling, still give it such a precarious fear that it is likely to come down. Just breathing, and that wasn't strange to crush Tesfir.

"Die" Those two letters filled the back of my brain intensely.

As soon as he did, Tesfir escaped from everything.

He sat up to collapse from his hips and squatted small with his head in his arms. Naturally, even if those eyes meditate, they are powerful in trying to close them strongly.

I fear death, and it is he who brings about its death.

It was the result of turning away from such reality.

But a few seconds later...

Slightly poke as if knocking on the tiptoe and leaning Tesfir's head.

"Hey, can you stand?

The voice of labor as if it had ever been a dream. Ars saw it as a tidal time early and unconscious switching to combat mode.

Now that we've been exposed to so much hostility and killing in the first place, we've decided we're going too far.

I expected this to happen. Still a magician or a human being. Fear is bound to exist, it is because we become aware of it and overcome it that this training has significance. Now I needed to know if I would intuit a clear death.

Of course, it was conceived that their talents as magicians themselves would spoil if they succumbed to fear, but they got over it once. I stepped on it because I got past extracurricular classes that were relative to demons, which should be bearable enough.

No, maybe he believed it should be bearable.

Yes, Ars wasn't going to take this training method until he heard the answers to the determination they derived. I thought it was too soon. It is not an ability, but the figure of a magician projecting only an ideal in a spiritual sense can no longer only be harmful.

After cutting it off, they still went for a magician. We chose to fight together, and we sought strength to do so.

It therefore seems that Ars is worried about whether this training should be decided, and it is also true that he did not have any other options available. Their growth was telling the story.

That's why Ars even called one person to this college - just in case.

He held his head in, and beside the squatted tehsphere was a knife thrown down. Als, who sees it, feels his chest pounding. I guess this is called guilt.

Even though I knew it was necessary, it bothered me to look at her trembling.

- Is this what teaching was all about? You're really not for me.

I buy the neglected role with a smile and go out and teach and teach with courtesy even though it is only a few moments away. That seems to equip the bird with the power to live for a short time until it travels like a chick.

If we go that far, it would be a sort of frontier. But Ars still thinks he's not for it.

I still try to put my hand over my trembling red hair and skip my own. Because I wonder if my stretched hand is good enough to touch an innocent girl once more.

I wonder what I can do with these dirty hands.

Even if I can kill people, I guess I can't wrap them up.

When I thought so and even tried to pull my hand in - there was Als' vision, Loki smiling at me behind it.

I guess reading that look really isn't even a creation. Because it pushes me on my back as if I were humiliating myself and seeing through the hearts of self-inflicted Ars.

Don't be afraid, it even sounds that way.

- What are you doing? I...

It doesn't look like it, and I pull my hand in and rub it hard around the section as it is. My hands were scratching my back hair as if to shake off the dark emotions behind me.

Now he thinks nothing, and Ars puts his hand on Tesfir's head with a natural face.

"First, are you okay? Now we just have to forget about that fear. You just have to get over it one by one. I'll hang out with you until I can get over it..."

Gently stroking his hair, Ars touched Tesfir's hand with his ears blocked as if to refuse. Hold hands slowly from above it. I wrapped her heart so hard that she wouldn't give in.

Tesfir, who returned to me, looked up at Ars with her slow, damp eyes. Nothing to say, I just stared.

It was really scary, it was horrible. When I realized my helplessness, which I couldn't do anything to resist, the light of little life was so weak that it was the only thing that could easily be blown out.

How much strength, where it has grown stronger, is no different to a weak light. Yes, empowering only means protecting its weak lights. It is only a barrier to prevent any threat.

Originally it was only weak - people's lives, etc.

That's why I polish myself to avoid being defenselessly erased. Technology, knowledge, and experience change from the power to protect nature and lightning.

That's the only part of the technology that fights demons. Still, the threat they face is clear, and I guess the response to that is also clear.

Now, finally, the two of you will have recognized how fragile a human being is. Most of all it is equally the same to him who drops his hips and turns a caring eye toward Tesfir.

Turns out it's that simple. Death I see and hear on a daily basis, I guess I still thought it was a distant place and something somewhere unrelated to me.

People tend to underestimate their current value unchanged until they face death. Maybe there's no point in preaching that proposition. Still, it's something they can't ignore given where they're going.

When I know what it means, it becomes largely meaningless. Because everything goes back to something that doesn't make sense.

Ars' words, I don't know which of them I returned, but Tesfir nodded one thing. He took his hand, gained momentum and stood up, but he didn't even seem to be able to step firmly on the ground.

The instinctive feeling of death is not the head, but the body responds honestly.

The present Tesfir was so anxious that it was likely to crouch in again soon. Still, she tried to erase that sign of rubbing her eyes and giving in to fear.

"Stupid......"

The meaning of the word spun like a vanity was obvious. Yes, because this was still training.

Tesfir, even standing, was still dampening her long eyelashes. And she was grabbing Ars' sleeve all the time saying it was punishment - instead, support her, just saying so.

It seemed that the junior classmates, who should have been in the audience at the training ground if they had noticed, had escaped into too many one-sided fights, some impending ones. Maybe he went to report it to the faculty.

If you imagine that word, would it be something like "first place distracted"?

Whatever it was, the demarcated training ground, both inside and outside, had been visited by the kind of silence that struck the water.

The students who were training also seemed unable to continue their training before they saw the current impending battle, leaving to flee as they did.

I lift the light-haired girl, seeing that Ars, leaned against the Tesphere, would not be freed for the time being. "Hey!!" I ignored the voice until I first decided I should move the place. No matter how divided you are, your distance from Alice is so inaccurate that you can't hear it without raising your voice.

"Al ~ me ~"

Alice, on the other hand, was unanimous in that she could not walk satisfactorily, although she was not in as serious shape as Tesfir.

Perhaps it is a request that I carry it in my arms too.

Tesfir in his arms showed no resistance like before and he hid his eyes with his arms so he didn't want to be seen too much. Most certainly you don't want to be seen as much of an upper class. If I were to worry about majesty at all, I would have refused even in response.

Still, the face visible from the gap in his arm was slightly reddish.

"Wait a minute."

Return to Alice at once. No more training will be possible. It tells us that this training time is short at the bottom of the giant screen, which is silent in the center.

It was only less than an hour after school.

In order to save her the trouble of holding Alice on purpose, Ars heads to hold Tesfir. Having read the intent, Loki continued behind even as she disguised herself as calm.

Als was impelled to run with his stinging gaze on his back.

I didn't assume it until I was able to hold it from Loki the most. That's not why, but the gaze I poured was not against Ars, but jealousy towards Tesfir, surrounded by his arms.

In order to make the most of the training ground he had secured for as long as a full hour, Ars had contemplated using this later appointment for training with Loki.

But that's blocked from what I wouldn't expect.

"Hey!!

Such a noisy voice suddenly echoed into the compartment.