Shut-in Magician

223 Fear of Corrections and Help with Warriors

In the advanced classes of corrections, Siu was always floating alone with Potun. Only advanced, only aristocratic children. Almost only senior year students on top. Besides, there are factions, each divided into groups. There is no room for the common man Siu. Arestro is also incorporated into the top factions, so it cannot be unsolicited.

But that day was different. Argheo helped me a few times.

The other guy was always a teacher Yvonne, even if he wanted to dance, but for the first time he took a hand and danced with a woman his age because Argheo put him in a group. Looks like you hit me on the lowest level. Nevertheless, he is definitely better than Siu. You're right that Siu had the other woman lead rather than lead.

"Thank you"

When I thanked the other woman, she looked a little awkward, but covered her mouth with a fan and then answered no.

Even when I didn't like poetry, he gave me advice from the side, so I didn't commit the faultlessness of being flattered by Dr. Yvonne.

"You know, I've been thinking for a long time that, for being calm, you're not good with the narrative, or you're crazy."

"... I say the same thing as Dr. Yvonne"

"You're talking weird, aren't you? Are you okay?"

"Ugh, yeah."

"So is dancing, but maybe you, you've never been in love?

"... uh"

"Dance is all about making women look beautiful, isn't it? Pull the opponent together, that's the show of his arms as a man. You just care about the hem of the dress, don't you? Besides, the movement is so cool, it's like watching a parade of knights. The teacher hasn't made any reduction because he's not in the wrong shape, but instead, he hasn't added any points. If I'm going to graduate this year, I guess I'll have to do my best to graduate my corrections class properly."

"Ugh, yeah."

I can hardly tell you that I was willing to throw this subject away.

"Poetry, too, you shouldn't just line up sentences. I need to feel more. You're not passionate enough, are you? It's too flat."

I didn't want you to tell me, and I went up to my throat. [M]

Even though Argheo is aristocratic to see, flat in words and deeds and attitudes. And, although I thought that far, he is certainly a good dancer and a good poet (says Dr. Yvonne).

He was also good at reading out poems.

Siu, the deaf one, was delighted to have no music class, but knew there was a poem. Fortunately, the only person who reads it as a song is someone who was good at poetry, though so far Siu is spared.

"There are things I can teach you about upbringing, so what about free time?"

"Huh...... what!?

"You don't think I can do that?

"Chi, no!

"You know, I've been acting crazy for a while."

"No, you know, no. Well, thank you."

"... instead, on the morning of Fire Day, you're doing a supplementary course, right?

"Oh, yeah, you're doing it"

"... he says he wants to take not only Esaki, but the Olivers too"

"Yeah, fine."

"I'm in the Lord's shoes, too, trying to join us."

"... yeah. Okay."

This is what he wanted to say. Oh, my God.

Siu stared seriously at Argheo and nodded with a smile.

"Well, let's teach each other, shall we? Greetings."

"Oh."

Raise the tung and jaw, but even the trick is adorable.

I couldn't hate you anywhere even if you looked great, but I guess it was because the fundamentals were of this nature. Interesting stuff.

Second, it reminds me of a past not so far away.

Sophia was equally tuned and seemingly great, but I was never used to her. As it turned out, she was so broke that she became demon-possessed.

I kind of knew from the beginning that people didn't fit in.

Speaking of which, some people were somewhat concerned from the first meeting.

I wonder if there is one at a glance.

That's not necessarily love, though.

Because, as Algheo pointed out, Siu had no experience of love at all.

I was driven out again this afternoon with the help of classes.

Matt instructed me in the Warriors class. The place was a circular square that looked like an arena. This is where Kelville harassed him in a Tactical Department of War class.

This is the first time, so when I went early, the students hadn't come yet. Only teachers are coming first.

"It's Lituara. Are you Siu-Aquila?

"Yes, thank you"

"Welcome. As Matt said, that's polite."

Lituara had rare dark hair in this country. I have long hair tied at the top of my head. There's an atmosphere somewhere like a swordsman. But what you have is a short spear.

Under Siu's gaze, Lituara put up a short spear to show.

"This is what I'm used to getting, but I do weapons in general. I'm a warrior."

"Really? In the meantime, I've been watching martial arts competitions, but short spears seem user-friendly."

"Hmm? Have you been watching that one? So did you even watch the Garmut game you won?

"Yes, you're a spear man"

"He's in sync with me. Same age. I've never won a spear."

"Is it difficult between spears?

"Long spears and short spears. Although Garmut uses something about the middle. If you're dealing with him, it's easier to change your score."

"I see."

As he nodded, Lituara's gaze turned toward Siu's lumbar zone.

"I heard you use funny weapons."

"This is it."

I let him take out a chunk projectile and a swivel stick.

"Hmm. Can I try it?

"Go ahead."

When I give it to you, it makes you look funny.

"I've seen people use spinning sticks. But this is another unusual feature. This weapon, no, is it a magic trick? And this..."

He didn't seem to know how to use it, so he hands out and receives it, removes his safety device and makes him try to shoot out a rubber bullet. When the rubber bullet hit the ground, it made a doggy noise and scraped the surface layer.

"Neither will it be decisive power"

That may be the case in the sense of a human opponent. However, the Warcraft can be defeated. It is the mass projectiles that exert their power over the Warcraft. Siu didn't touch you and talked about the swivel stick.

"I use spinning sticks for defensive purposes. It only helps as much as it stops. You can just kill them in some places."

"The Warcraft?

"Yes, now we've defeated Goblin"

"Hmm. That's, wow. It's because you're making good sense of the steeple."

"Any weapon depends on how you use it."

Lituara nodded loudly. It seemed to be his satisfactory answer.

That's how the students came together. All you have to do is pick a warrior family and you're just a big shot boy. Even though it's a magic school, some people have the stature of soldiers.

"Students won't be able to deal with your weapon to release ammunition yet. No, I don't care. But you're a spinning stick? So maybe it's a good idea to have them attack you."

"Huh. Instead of making a target, am I going to deal with it directly?

"Yeah? Can't you? You defeated Goblin."

"Yeah, but I'm not human."

"You've never fought a human opponent?

"I do, though."

"... Are you afraid I'm going to kill you?

"I won't kill him, but it's surprisingly hard to control him without getting hurt."

"Hmm. Okay. You can also use magic."

Lituara seems to want to raise her students harshly.

"Uh, well, I'll do it"

"Do me a favor."

While answering yes, Siu thought, "I hope you don't worry about me." I can magically defend myself, but it's a little bad.

Lituara and Siu became ghosts in class. He simply fled or pursued an impromptu maze made of dirt walls. That's all it seems to have pushed the students to the bottom of their fears. When this happened, there was no need for pitfalls or other traps, let alone captivity using magic. Because the swirling stick alone could take their swords and spears, and the baton could have sealed the movement.

Surprisingly, the students were weak. I felt just pathetic when I saw Lituara, who caught up to me, tied her hands and feet up and rolled them as a delight. From that appearance, and to the glowing Lituara smile at the end of the class, the students had accused them of "absolutely enjoying themselves". Lituara was laughing and deluding, but could it be that many teachers in this school are weird? Siu decided to be careful.

But Lituara had already heard about the artificial underground labyrinth. It should be "fun" for this type of person. She said she wanted to participate because she was going to help. It's not like you're taking the lead. It's just "help." I have a "proposal" for the labyrinth. Lituara's, slightly giggling appearance, which starts to speak with pleasure, was a freak no matter how she sees it.