Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

Five players from each Magic Academy will participate in the upcoming Magic Academy Competition "Rival Festival".

At Galois Magic Academy, up to four out of five people are selected from the top performers in combat classes, subjugation quests, and mock battles.

These four are the four strongest at Galois Magic Academy.

The face of the four strengths has remained the same since last year, Christina, Nell, Renia, Fennia ... I'll call it Fennia for the time being, or huh, Fenya.

Last year, Renia, who did not show interest in human secularism, and Christina, who disliked being in public, declined to participate, so three people except Nel and Phenia were selected in the preliminary round. .

This year, both of us are full of motivation due to my existence, so all four majors will participate in the competition, so only one person will be selected in the preliminary round.

I had just completed the procedures for the qualifying round at the secretariat in order to slip into this fifth frame.

Looking at the list of qualifiers, none of them feel threatening.

But there was only one student who could fight me. The student seemed to come to the bulletin board just like we did, and we could see his face immediately.

"Good morning, Doran."

It was Renia vandal, one of the four strongest men, who smiled with a smile all over, greeted me alone with a startling mask on the surrounding students.

Beside him was Miss Irina, who is arguably the only friend for Renia. But how did they start dating, huh?

Until recently, except for anger and discomfort, Renia, who had never expressed any emotions, was smiling with a wide smile, and the surrounding students were afraid to be a harbinger of catastrophe when it was bad .

"Good morning, Renia, Irina"

When I say hello, Irina bows her head. Fum, I'm often in the weakness or shyness of being near Renia.

"Is the roster of qualifiers a target?"

"Yes. I said I don't need to see it, but Irina is persistent. And if you ask me if Mr. Doran can be there, I can't help coming."

"Now, Renia is too confident in herself. You don't know who to hit?"

"You're too confident, and, well, nobody else in this magical institute can beat me, other than Dolan. Who will lose me if I'm the other person?"

As you can see from his mouth, yes, Renia was missing from the election of the national team.

Renia's performance was among the top four, and his combat abilities were honed and should be properly selected.

However, Renia was never selected to be a national player. Because Renia continued to miss some of her classes, she was short on credit.

Renia himself didn't even care, but given that the student's main job was studying, it wouldn't be possible for those who neglect her main business to participate in the thriving contest as a representative of Magic Academy. The school decided that.

Nevertheless, as Renia is willing to play, his fighting abilities are too disappointing to ban them.

So I think Renia was able to participate in the qualifying round like any other student. It will not be recommended or elected, but instead, it will be a judgment of Magic Academy that if there is no problem, it participated in the qualifying round like other students and won the chair of the representative player himself.

And the missing units must have been compensated by taking a lot of additional tests.

"It's good to be confident, but I'm not impressed if I neglect my studies, Rennie."

"That's right, Doran-san. It's always hard to get a lesson if you don't want to take a lesson if Renia-chan!"

In front of Irina, who raises her voice as soon as she has obtained an ally in an unexpected place, Renia begins to renew herself in front of me, who longs for the father of the soul. She seems to be looking forward to me.

"Irina, don't say anything extra in front of this person! But, Mr. Doran, I just didn't take the class because I thought it was unnecessary, and of course I received it if necessary. I was not lazy. "

"No, you're still living with your parents' money, so it's natural to strive to meet them.

I would be discouraged if I were a parent if I knew my child had abandoned classes at her own discretion. ''

"Nah, oh ..."

The next moment Reiania's petite body seemed to shake, Renia hit her knees, and I could see that she was quite shocked by my words.

Well, it's good to yearn for me, but Renia is a little too dependent.

It seems that if my behavior is up and down, my mental and physical health will be damaged someday. Do I need to think about how to deal with it ...

Hmmm, well, that's why we have to talk about reality.

"I saw the match schedule just before the roster, but if Renia and I were to fight, it would only be if both of them had advanced to the finals.

The contestants are narrowed down to eight, including two of us, but Christina, Fenia, and Nell are the finalists, so if they decide to advance to the final, they will be finalized.

"Yes, fortunately, both Doran and I have been confirmed as representatives, so both the members of the other magical schools have had the opportunity to remind us of our power."

Selina stares at Renia as she revives and speaks triumphantly with amazed eyes, and when she approaches her ear, she whispers and sneak into her voice.

"Dran and Renia are quick to switch. Even though I was depressed just like the end of this world, I'm fine now.

"I think it's one of the few strengths of Renia. I've been taught to look at the good and not the bad of others."

"Oh, I was taught by my dad and mom, but what do you say about Renia?"

Selina is muddy, but I know exactly what she wants to say.

In the case of Renia, there are too few good things and, in inverse proportion, bad things are mountains. In this case, it is impossible for Selina to argue.

*

Two days after checking the notice about the qualifying event posted on the notice board, the qualifying event was held at the grand stadium on the grounds of Galois Magic Academy.

All classes are closed, and the stairs of the circular stadium with a hollow center are filled with students and teachers who are looking forward to coming today.

On the highest tier are the heads of the School of Magic, including Olivier's Dean, who define the students' arms as a spectacular view.

Already, Selina and Christina, Fatima, Nell, Joshua, Zenon, Berg, Renia and Irina are in the front row of the audience.

Having already entered the grand stadium, I proceed to the center and face my opponent in the first game.

Judging from his appearance alone, he was a boy who seemed unlikely to be related to savagery, crude, and other words.

Slender tall with no wasted fat and no muscles, with a beautiful appearance with gray and silver curly hair shining in the sunlight, cool eyes are filled with intelligent light that is more mature than age .

The appearance of the tall is really dignified, and the poorness and foolishness are not felt.

"Is you Dolan from the village of Bern? I'm saying again, I'm Graf Esen Carlossa"

The voice is calm, the expression is friendly, but the inside of the chest is a man. I obediently agreed.

"This is the first time I have seen this."

"I'm very sad. Speaking of a demon festival, it's a battle festival where selected students with the best combat magic in each institute participate.

The magical battle dance weaved by those who are allowed to take part in the once-a-year prosperous battle, shakes the hearts of the viewers and raises the possibility of being the future youth who will support the future of the Arkrest Kingdom. It's a sacred ceremony for your precious people. "

"Graaf, do you think I'm not worthy of a national team player?"

"Yes, that's right! It's hard to imagine. I will defeat you here to let everyone know who is really to be elected."

Will this Graff be playing with Christina and Fenia on my behalf? Hmm.

If you think that a strong number of Galois strong players including a genius boy named Ax who beat Nel in a competitive game will participate in a certain number, this Graf will only be able to win all games.

"You must not play as a representative of our Galois Magic Academy.

And I'll prove that I can't be a national team again by defeating you here.

Of course, early on, Graf will pass magic power through the rings of both fingers and synchronize the magic power of himself and the ring to prepare for battle.

"Now, it is the beginning of a legitimate duel to determine the fifth contestant of the Galois School of the Holy Competition.

Everyone, look lively. The marquis of Carlossa will be honored to see Graff's magical skills! "

At about the same time Graf's words end, one of the teachers, sitting down in the referee's seat, stands up and raises his arm to signal the start of the match.

"First match, start!"

Graff, drunk with plenty of self-esteem, moves ten fingers with a ring toward me, barely maintaining the noble-minded mask.

Graff recites the magical name of the magic missile he created as a magical force as he politely examines poetry.

A magic missile that has the power to make a hole as large as a fist, with each shot holding it on the human belly, and glows brilliantly in response to the operator's intention to destroy.

"Put it lamb!"

When this magic was settled, the audience was surprised by the spectators watching Lambdo, which Graf released with full confidence.

I raised the empty left arm and poured magical power into my mind, and at the same time, imagined the technique, and at the same time, generated ten energy arrows.

The magic missile that fills the field of vision is captured exactly one by one and released for interception.

A burst of pops and shocks trembling the eardrum due to the collision of My Energy Arrow and Lambd hit the me and Graaf's cheeks, shaking her hair.

When viewed as magic, my Energy Arrows were lower grades, but Graaf moved his mouth to me without surprise, against me, who showed me all the shots head-on.

"Haha, I guess there's enough to be recommended by Miss Nernesia.

Can anyone who knows only to cultivate the fields come to this magical institute in a fluke? But that's why it's extra obnoxious. Take care of yourself. "

In this case, the surface of my calming water, which calms down, makes a wave. Certainly, I'm just cultivating fields and growing crops, but there's no reason to make it ridiculous.

Most of the food that you eat every day is made by people like us, and your life would have been possible without the peasants and various other ordinary people.

To point out the facts and still have a contempt for it was honestly annoying.

"Look at the power of the Carrossa family who performed sophisticated magical techniques at the court for generations. Well, just using the same tricks will not bore everyone who came together.

Take it! Fire, succumb to my voice, burn the mountain of sin with fire, and purify your soul. ''

I don't know how frustrating I was tougher than expected, which I thought was easy to twist, but I am a boy who is noble.

Even if his ability is as good as Nel or Christina in this narrow field of view, he will not be chosen as a competitive player because of his mental immaturity.

Rather than inevitably evading Graf's next spell, I decided to take it straight to clarify the difference in abilities and give him up.

"Volcano Novom! Burn to your bones and know your skills!"

In turn, the amount of heat around the graph rises at an accelerating rate, and if flames appear, they converge between the two hands of the graph, like a swarm of snakes, forming a lumpy, lava-like mass.

The volcano bomb bulges up momentarily and then contracts, then the vermilion fog spreads around and swallows me all around, and the high heat dissipated heats the surroundings.

Graff smiled with rejoicing after the spell of direct spells hit him, relieving that he had consumed one judgment ring first.

But the moment of the magical wind that I caused by swinging the long sword cleared the scorching fog, and from the moment the intact I wore a white flame like a garment, Graf's smile reached the time of collapse Was.

"It's my strongest magic! Did you prevent it on your own without using a judgment ring? What's that flame !?"

With no change in the judgment ring on my left arm, I realized that I had overcome the lava explosion on my own, and Graaf spit and was upset.

"Flame Shai. It's a flame magic that draws on the gods of the god of flames worshiped in the east. Right now, I wear a divine fire.

This is the fire of God's power against the magic that you exercised. It goes without saying which is better in quality. ''

"Fire Shaku! Is it one of the higher sacred magic?"

"I'll tell you, without misunderstanding, that I'm not a believer in God. Now I know your ability.

I don't know how many players from other schools will participate in the festival, but at least you are too young to be on par with Nel and Christina.

It is for you to lose here. If you are resentful, please feel free-Volcano Bom "

Weaving the technique with the magic that he knew while opening his mouth, I dared to activate the Graff's volcanic bomb with the chanting destroyed, and I was surprised during the battle and stopped moving Explode lava bullets on the Graf.

What Graf exercised was about the size of a human head, whereas the mass of lava I created was comparable in size to a two-story house.

Not only the range of effect but also the amount of heat generated is incomparable to that of Graf.

By the time Graf rushed to prepare for the intercept, the lava was already approaching Graf's eyes, where I exploded.

The lava becomes a burning mist and spreads in all directions until it fills one-third of the stadium, and the air and ground are heated in a blink of an eye and begin to boil.

"Oh, oh, hi"

Graf, in the center of the simmering ground and scorching fog, seemed to have lost his calm and suffered a panic, all surrounded by high heat that would take his life.

I didn't have any hobbies to bully the weak, so I saw some things that seemed a little sick, but I shouldn't think of the shame of defeat as snowflakes, rather than taking care of my poor skills. right.

It's troublesome to have an idiot with power and wealth, and that's what I've seen and heard in the past.

"I encourage you to surrender early. I don't want to invite my son from the Carrossa family to an accident during the qualifying event."

Graff sees the scorching fog and the bubbly ground blowing the vermilion around him, and begins to sweat tightly on his face despite the heat being blocked by the barrier.

In his head, the disgrace of surrendering to an opponent who despised as a peasant, and the fear of death when the judgment ring's asylum has run out, are competing.

"I don't have time to think long."

How much time remains before the last asylum of the judgment ring disappears?

Well, when the life of the owner is really in danger, the judgment ring will automatically expand the barrier until the magical power supply from Magic Academy is cut off, so it is almost unnecessary to worry about life, but quickly declare surrender. This is my bluff I want to pull out.

Graff, trembling with fear, dripping and sweating, stripped off the noble mask and shouted without pretending.

Hm, is it more sticky than I thought? I slightly revised Graf's rating.

"U, u, u, my defeat. I will surrender! So, erase this magic quickly!

"I can hear you without shouting."

I shake my left hand gently, causing the scorching fog surrounding the Graf and the lava underneath to cool rapidly, and when heat is completely removed, a sudden change in temperature causes frost to begin instead.

In the midst of a sudden change from red to white, Graaf looks at me with a stunned face wearing her hips, with her waist down.

I turned my back on Graf and looked at the referee teachers in the referee seat.

The teachers who have been in my gaze finally state my victory when they finally reach the heart of the surprise of the higher magic that I have continuously exercised.

"The winner of the first match is Doran !!"

The winner's declaration of the referee resounds in the stadium, and after a pause, roaring cheers come from students and teachers in the audience seats.

It's more cheers than I thought. I look back at Serina and Fatima, who are waving their arms in the front row of the spectator seat.

It's really hard to have someone who will be pleased with my victory.

After passing through the entrance and confirming that the audience was out of sight, I inadvertently spilled my intention.

"Hmmm ... Yeah, I did it too much!"

Just because he clicked on Graaf's remarks, he did a bit too much. I've done things without being calm.