Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

The mock-fight between me and Nell took place much faster than I expected.

I, Serina, Nell, and Fatima together went to get permission from Dr. Arneis, and she was given permission by Mr. Arneise, who showed no trouble.

Olivier may have told the teachers in advance to confirm my competence.

Shortly after the afternoon class, a mock fight between me and Nell was carried out before dinner.

At Magic School, there are a number of practice areas of various shapes used for lectures on fighting magic, but this time we use a practice area in a building with an independent dome. there were.

There is a stone stage in a hemispherical dome, and on this circular stage, I and Nel face each other at a distance.

"Why is the dean here?"

Dean Olivier replied to my mediocre questions with only emerald gaze. The colors of emotions do not float in the eyes, as if inlaid by jewels processed by craftsmen with unrivaled arms.

"Because you and Nernesia are in a mock battle, Nernesia will be the fifth finger at the Galois School of Magic when it comes to battle.

If you simulate that Nernesia and you as a special case, this old tree will be very interested. And partly because you have a friendship with Christina. ''

"There are students in the Galois School of Magic called the Four Strongest."

As soon as Olivier's words ended, I listened to Nernesia who suddenly opened his mouth. You won't say anything meaningless in this situation.

"HM?"

"One is me. And senior Christina, who is called the" Silver Princess Knight. "You, who are involved with them, are worthy of everyone's attention, except for exceptional cases."

"Christina is the best.

The upcoming "Hum" is a convincing "Hum".

However, "Silver Princess Knight" is a perfect match for Christina's beauty and noble atmosphere.

There is no reason why Christina is a princess of the kingdom just because she is a princess knight. Christina's surname Almadia is not from the royal family.

"Do you have any two names in Nel?"

"No, I'm ashamed to tell you if you win me"

Nel holds a thin stick like a baton. This is a stick for students who is paid when enrolling at Magic School.

When competing for these abilities, the rule is to try to do things with the provided equipment in order to lose the difference in equipment.

When I set up the cane according to Nell, the dean of the dean, who saw that both sides were ready, quietly opened her mouth.

"I, in the presence of Olivier, Dean of Galois School of Magic, allow a mock fight between Nernesia Furen Apienia and Doran in the village of Bern.

Winning or losing is determined when one loses consciousness, loses will to surrender, loses the cane, and when three crystals on the judgment ring light up. Unnecessary attacks and killings are strictly prohibited. You both wear judgment rings, right? "

I glanced at the silver bracelet on my left wrist. In a mock battle, this item is provided to prevent accidents from occurring, and develops extremely high anti-magic barriers to protect students' safety.

In order to prevent theft, it has functions such as functioning only inside Magic Academy and being unable to get out of Magic Academy while wearing it.

I and Nell confirm the Judgment Ring and tell Olivier Dean to shake his head upright.

From the spectator seats, I hear Serina's voice cheering me, and Fatima's voice telling me to do my best without knowing which one to support.

The sharp voice of the dean refused to let me smile at my heart.

"Then, I will swear by both staffs and fight without shame.-Beginning!"

Hmmm, the chill blowing from the flannel hit my cheeks. It may be too cheap, but is it an ice magician?

Nel took the first move. The speed of Nell's spell-casting was remarkable, partly because I gave up my first move and watched him.

"Freeze Lancer"

An ice spear about the same length as the flannel's arm is formed around the flannel in a dozen blinks.

This is a basic ice-based attack magic that fires countless ice darts at your opponent.

"Shoot, Energy Rain"

I also use the pure magic attack magic that I use often, with a slight lag also behind the flannel, also without chanting.

Swing an unreliable wand and generate the same number of arrows of pure magic as the Freezing Lancer who attacks, and captures all the Freezing Lancers who are just a short distance away from me.

An arrow of pure magic that draws a green trajectory in space, an ice spear spilling white cold air and countless powder snow collide violently from the front, making a sound like breaking glass, and a short ice spear turns into a white flower and turns into the air. In full glory.

Nell's lips began to sing poetry, composed of powerful words, with spiritual rhymes to interfere with the world.

The mysterious wording that manifests the art of mage in this world, along with the melody that echoes the ghosts, makes a tree spirit in the dome, and the power contained in the words interferes with the magical power that fills the space and shakes.

HM? Nell's soul connected the upper dimension to the corridor?

"Arsis Zeri Levanan Ziak, the Demon Wolf Crossing the Icefield, Respond to My Call, Freeze My Enemies with That Howl!

Isn't it a spirit magic? Higher magic by contract with the existence of a higher dimension! Judging from the high-dimensional vibration that can be felt from Nell's soul, there is no difference in Fenrir who got the nickname of Ice Wolf King.

As if my guess proved to be true, a giant wolf phantom with white fur emerged behind Nell.

It seems impossible to summon Fenrir itself, but if that manifests with its original power, it is where the stars are trapped in the ice.

A magician who can summon Fenrir with the original power, no matter how flannel or flannel, is not good for humans.

Through contracts and magic, the power of the upper dimension turned into cold, and a small grain-attacked straight from me to the flannel while completely stopping the movement of molecules.

I dared to check the function of the judgment ring and fear that it would be too much to prevent it, and allowed one of the crystals embedded in the judgment ring to emit light.

From the judgment ring, an extremely strong magical barrier with a spherical shape is developed around me, and it blocks out the roar of the Ice Wolf King, which was supposed to envelop me, without allowing any slight penetration.

When the roar of the King of Ice and Wolf flowing along the faintly green magical barrier finally began to subside, a single light glowed on the crystal of my judgment ring.

"Hecki!"

When he sneezed, Nell, who had already begun preparing for the next magic, came.

I'm afraid that conversation is so lenient during the battle, but I and Nell have such nerves.

From my point of view, it's the gods and their creatures who love each other's ideas and opinions during battle.

"Isn't it cold?"

"In the winter, I was born and raised in a place where I would die unless I warmed up to each other's body temperature.

"It was the coldest place in the kingdom."

Bern is the coldest land in the kingdom because it is the northernmost part of the frontier. That's why it's not common sense to be able to withstand such ice magic.

"That's right, but it's not as cold as it should be."

"I'll make it colder"

"HM"

A girl who is still expressionless, but apparently poor at expressing emotions, seems to have a main taste of liking to oppress others.

The evidence now shows that Nel's white porcelain cheeks are slightly flushed, breathing slightly faster, and the spilling sigh is hot.

After being born into humans, I have never had a sexual preference around me.

Nel dyed its white porcelain skin with vermilion pleasure in vermillion, so that the roar of the ice wolf king Fenrir would require a certain amount of mental concentration and magical consumption, and it was already preparing for the next magic activation .

HM. Enhancement of ice magic through contract with Fenrir, reduction of magical power consumption, speed up of magic exercise, and ability to convert natural magic into cool air.

By using these at the same time, the decrease in concentration and the consumption of magic and mental power have been dramatically reduced.

"You can cry if you're scared"

Nel spoke to me with a gentle voice, but the feelings contained were not caring or kindness as classmates, but a mixture of expectations of grotesque and predators waiting to start crying now or now Thing.

What this is like a human, Nell.

I heard from the rumor that the privileged class has many hobbies and tastes that can not be said to people, but my classmate who is not even twenty years old is applicable.

"Hm. I learned that a man cry only when we cry instead of someone who can't cry, so we can't help crying with fear."

"That's right, I'll make you cry even if you do."

The cold air that messes around my cheeks gets much colder. This is ... it's just like a frigid hell that would be sullen and sullen if Vage was there.

Emotional sway is a manifestation of the movement of the mind, and at the same time directly linked to the increase or decrease in the amount of magic produced by the soul.

However, it was a tantrum to have Nell take the lead so many times, and it may be time for me to make a serious fight back.

I pass magic through the wand to form a pure magic blade, and the light green light blade is fixed at the length of the long sword.

On the other hand, Nel immediately interrupted the spell of the spell, condensing the surrounding water and cold around the wand, creating an ice spear as tall as he could.

HM. Are you prepared for melee combat, which is a common weakness of wizards? Then what about the actual movement?

Nel receives my magic sword, which she slams into Nel's left neck, with an angled ice spear.

Nel barely picked this up with the handle of an ice spear, but unlike the previous one, couldn't stop standing up to the weight and speed of my blow, reinforced by the wind, and went two steps, three steps, and back. Go down.

"Tsu, surprisingly strong"

"If you wrestle with the earth every day, it's going to be like this.

I stopped at a slow pace and rushed to Nell.

Nel, who squeezed his magic from his soul by shaking his emotions, stared at me with a freezing gaze and began chanting magic while hiding his mouth with his left hand.

This is a rudimentary but effective technique that does not allow you to see the type of magic triggered by the words of the chanting.

I swirled the wind on the sole of the foot and accelerated all at once, shaking the wand many times while cutting the wind, a ring-like pure magic power was generated in accordance with the movement, the roaring high speed Attack on.

If the energy arrow is a magical arrow that specializes in piercing, the energy ring that I exercised now is a magic that mainly cuts off with a violently rotated circular blade of pure magical power.

Nel showed off a light-green circular blade that cuts through the iron armor with amber eyes and avoided it with minimal movement.

The first one, which turned vertically and broke the head of the flannel, jumped to the right in the direction of me and evaded, and this time an arc was drawn to cut the right chest of the flannel. Dodge the first piece while pulling the right body while tearing off the uniform cloth on the right shoulder.

Nel continued to sing while avoiding the rush of energy rings with light body handling, during which time I was successfully reducing the distance to Nel.

On the third, the energy ring that swung sideways and attacked from the flannel's thighs with both breaks, she flees with a stunning leap reminiscent of a feline.

It's quite easy to move so lightly. I was impressed in a strange direction that I was going to be a light worker besides a wizard.

There is no reason to prolong the mock battle any longer, as long as you have an eye on how much you should be acting while at Magic Academy.

I fire a colorless wind hammer at the flannel, which has become immobile due to a leap into the air.

Although there was no choice but to avoid the energy ring, the jump option was a mistake, Nell.

`` Hear the wind, hear my voice, terrorize and become a hammer, shatter my enemies, air strike. ''

The magic of the wind system, which is just colorless and difficult to see visually, can be used to build defensive spells due to the fact that the chanting is not completed and the flannel that was released during the immobile leap is not complete. Instead of receiving a hammer of wind from the front.

There was value in guiding them to jump with the energy ring. Nell's Judgment Ring again emits light, creating an absolute defensive barrier protecting Nel.

"Let me get another one, shoot, Energy Rain!

"That's fast!"

The speed of exercising magic would mean that. Repositioned while the defensive barrier was maintained, countless magic arrows chase down the moving flanks, and the flanks offset some of them with the cold air, but the magic arrows were in orbit behind them Attacks.

The magic arrow, which did not meet between evasion and defense, was blocked again by the second defensive barrier created by Nell's Judgment Ring, and she could see through the blood on Nell's head.

"Ice is immersed in my mind, ice, like the great glow of the heavens, freezing everything and exploding, shattering and crushing the ice on what stands in front of me Icicle Flare!"

HM? The explosive cold that is located at a high level in the ice magic. It is a reasonable magic considering the length of pre-casting, but it is not enough.

I thought that the second crystal of the Judgment Ring lit up against the extremely cold snowstorm and the ice block that came through me, even more than the cold air that had been generated by swallowing the whole stage around me. In exchange, he rushed from the front.

This leaves one crystal for the judgment ring. However, unlike a flannel that exhausted the rest of its magical power due to the activation of the icicle flare, I still have enough magical power to make a single blow.

"Fire of fire, follow my voice, and burn to the crimson, Gather in my hand, become a sword, Burning Edge"

I created a sword of flaming heat through the magical power left by the wand, but I shook it at a stretch and cut through the icicle and snowstorm in front of me.

At the end of the blizzard that broke right and left, there was a frustrated flannel shortly before she reached her knees.

Nel gazes at me, who has broken through the icicle flare, as she drops drops of sweat from a well-shaped contour. The strength is also good.

The protective barriers that have been protecting me at the same time as the icicle flare have passed have disappeared. However, this is the end of the mock battle that was unexpectedly enjoyable. I swing the magic sword that emits the fire of Guren to Nell.

Both ends of Nell's lips hang up, staring at the burning sword of roaring flames in the amber eyes. It was a smiling face with conviction of victory.

Behind me, an ice arrow, which Nel had already activated before the icicle flare, came in and flared the back of my right hand, holding the wand that was the medium for the burning edge.

The sharp pointed tip of the ice arrow cuts a cut in the back of my right hand, immediately freezing and trapping the blood red in thin ice.

I waited so that the magic that had been cast beforehand could be activated at any time, and aimed at the moment when I broke through the icicle flare that Nel seemed to be a trump card.

In the way I perceived and predicted, I let go of my right wand, relieving in my heart.

When I let go of the wand, the supply of magic was cut off, and the burning edge turned into countless sparks and disappeared.

One of the conditions for deciding whether to win or lose is the moment when the wand loses and the balance of this mock battle victory leans to Nell. But the close defeat is not what I want.

I gently attach the left hand with five fingers bent to the side of Nell just before the burning edge disappears from the cane.

Nel is momentarily delayed in noticing that my left hand has been attached to her right flank, in a gentle movement like a child's forehead floating on heat.

"e?"

"Well, this is a draw."

Taking the results of the mock battle I wanted, I slammed the impact energy of pure magic into Nel's body.

Basically, this magic is rare for attack magic targeting long-distance enemies and requires contact with an adversary. The judgment ring reacts to a blow of the energy bolt in close contact.

Nel was convinced of his reversal victory while the barrier completely prevented the impact of the energy impact that would trigger Nell's body three times and the ribs and organs would be damaged by the activation of the defensive barrier. , And muttered a little and floated his face.

It's as if the sake of victory, which was about to be obtained, was taken away by a hand that grew from the side. It would not be impossible to express such an expression.

All three crystals on the flannel's judgment ring were lit, and my wand was lost again, creating a situation in which each of them met the conditions for defeat.

Hmmm ~, I exhaled and picked up a cane rolling on the stage.

Nell was staring at her judgment ring to see if she couldn't keep up with the fact that the draw had ended.

"That's it. There was a game."

I felt magical powers other than me and Nel released. Olivier Dean, who had evacuated outside the stage, exercised the magic of manipulating the atmosphere to remove the cold air remaining on the stage.

"In Nernellia, the three crystals on the judgment ring are lit. Doran leaves the wand and will draw this mock-up."

Well, did you know almost exactly the battle on the stage where visibility was blocked by the cold air, snowstorm and ice? Perhaps he had sensed roughly through the magic of see-through or fluctuations in magic power.

This Olivier Dean is likely to be one of the best wizards I've ever encountered in this world.

Nel seemed to have swallowed the situation at the discretion of Olivier's dean, and returned to a disappointed expression and muttered a little.

"Draw ... I didn't win"

"But I'm not losing. If it's hard to stand, will you lend a shoulder?"

I talked to the third party in a nervous manner that the tension during the mock battle was going to go, and sneaked under the right shoulder of the flannel where the tension thread was broken and it was about to collapse , Supported the body.

Nel was a little nervous about what I did before I got permission.

"Well, good. Stand alone. You must be tired."

"Hmm? I don't see that, and I'm a man too, so I can't withdraw my shoulder once so easily."

"Then, it's okay to get off the stage."

Well, I thought why I was so stubborn so far, but I grasped the general situation from the fever's body temperature and the smell of the flannel smelled through the uniform.

Nel seemed to be excited about her body, whether she was smiling with a cruelty to me or, at the other time, being driven away by me and floating in color.

When I snorted loudly, Nell turned his face red and turned to the side.

"Oh, you can leave if you smell sweaty."

"I don't care."

Nel's tiredness due to the continual use of magic and the rebound of extreme concentration is quite heavy, and if he loses his mind, he may fall down on the stage.

Dean Olivier blows the wind to remove the cool air and water vapor on the stage. Otherwise, there is a danger of slipping easily.

"Dran, I'm fine with myself. I can walk properly, so let go."

"It's hard if you slide your feet. I'm almost out of magic, but I'm still physically strong. And in front of a girl, a man is a mean creature."

The appearance of being supported by the body may be a bit ugly when viewed from the side, but Nel's panic has a different charm than the non-expression so far and it is fun to see.

With a special seat where I could see Nel's face at a breathtaking distance, I stared seriously at Nel aware of my gaze.

Is your cheek dyed light red, tired of battle, or joy of brutality that you felt beyond the joy of cruelty?

I'm worried about the truth, but it's true that I'm looking forward to dealing with Nel.

Nel was resentful or shy of continuing to stare at me indiscreetly, and turned away from me and muttered small.

"... Okay, but let go of the arm when you get off the stage."

"I hope you know. Until then, as if you were holding me firmly."

"Speaking of which, Nel? What was the draw? I was a draw, but I didn't lose and wouldn't tell me. It's not that weird two."

"... I don't want to teach too many people, but I ... called" ice flowers "Nernesia."

Ice blossoms? Considering the way of fighting and good looks, it feels like two poetic names.

"Is it an ice flower? I don't think it's so shy. Christina is also called a silver princess knight, so the other four might be similar."

"Well, they have two names, almost like or close to each other. However, in my case, the fact that I use ice a lot and talk silently is called an ice flower."

The "ice" part is as easy to understand as it can be, but the rest of the "flower" part is for some reason. Why is the fact that flannel is silent talk like a flower?

When I twisted my head without knowing one more thing, Nel gave a sneak peek at the atmosphere, saying that he didn't like it.

The fact that Nel, whose expression changes poorly, frowns outright, can infer the intensity of the discomfort she holds.

"I'm almost silent, but I'm ridiculing that it's like a plant. I call it a flower. A woman who's cold like ice and doesn't talk to anyone.

So I am an ice flower. Ice flower Nernesia. Also, the woman who is alone without dancing at a ball is called a flower on the wall, but it is also hanging on it. ''

"Isn't that so friendly, so we've got these two names. It's unavoidable that we don't have much attachment."

"That's right, so it's not my favorite two names."

"Yes, but it can be interpreted as beautiful as a sculpture of ice flowers. In fact, Nel is a beautiful woman, so it's pretty good to compare it to a flower."

"Thank you, but it's not good to say that kind of thing blindly"

"I'm just honestly saying what I think."

"So it's not good"