Shut-in Magician

Aside from the large room in the central part of the Dome Gymnasium, they have a small room to surround it, and they'll be assembling in one of them today.

The locker contained instructions from Alarico. With a polite map, it said "Good luck" on the bottom in a few words. Not at all like the dirty letters I saw in the first day meeting room. I guess he wrote it politely.

That's extra sad.

By and large, how, will you work hard?

Oh, and I took a small sigh of sigh and opened the door to the room.

And I wanted to close it right away.

There is a knightly man standing. Most of them seemed like escorts though.

Little kids like Siu seem out of place, and they all look at each other in surprise.

Some of them openly tried to extrapolate strength or were worthy of it.

I'm afraid of that gaze.

I guess he doesn't mean to, but the sight of watching him lick it from top to bottom is like a warcraft that has captured prey. Though it might just be better not to get your tongue out and lick your saliva.

It may be a good thing to try to guess the other person's abilities, but I want that to stop at normal times.

Siu, disguised as knowledgeable, softly entered the room and sat down trying to hide in one corner.

Ferres sat next to him the same way, and he yawned a lot.

Ferres may be the biggest one for a moment.

Not only could I speak to him, but he finally came after about enough waiting for the teacher to come.

I knitted three hairs of Ferres' tail while I waited.

Wherever I tried, I didn't like Ferres, so I left it there, but it was a little crazy.

As much as I enjoy those craps, there's a tingle in this room.

"All right, you're all gathered!

Oh, I knew I was that type of teacher.

As I stood up and headed in front of the teacher, I thought. The other students walk forward as well. nature and their gaze pierced Siu.

At the edge of the room, the escorts look frivolously, and I don't like it anymore - this space, and I bit the sigh to death.

"Oh, you started today! We're new company, it's Siu-Aquila. Come on, say hello!

"Yes. It's Siu-Aquila. I'm thirteen years old, an adventurer and wizard. I'm from the Royal Magic Academy of Lowal. Uh, a year."

When I bowed my head, I said, "Oh, I knew it?" I heard a voice.

When I looked up, one student approached me.

"Hi, I'm Edgar-Lindbari. Same blue-green class, remember?

"Uh, uh, speaking of which?

Which I forgot because I wasn't pinning my classmate, but when I saw it this way, it looked familiar. I haven't even left it on my brain map lately, as I've been flushing it from right to left (especially since it's not novel).

"It's unusual for students to come in late. Nice to meet you."

"Yes, thank you"

"Uh, Siu, I don't need respect. Here, no, age, race and country don't matter in this school. Only strength says things. Therefore, there is no need for salutations. Never mind."

Out. The teacher is apparently a meritocrat.

Siu grinned vaguely and nodded.

Edgar and Siu are the only first students to participate in the first year, but the other students were said to be upper classes and to be the second and third years, and they wanted to determine if they could take classes in the same way.

The upper classmates are also divided into several groups to be coached, so I was told not to worry about it in particular, except for the two first-year students, who are all intrigued to watch.

The teacher named Reynald laughed bitterly while instructing him to stay out of the way.

"Let's meet first."

"Yes!"

Motivated. Edgar pulled out the sword he brought with him slurrily as it was.

I thought you were going to be serious - while Siu took the spinning stick out of his waistband.

Although Reynald glanced sharply at him, he didn't say anything. Edgar just laughed like she was having a little trouble. Probably didn't think it was a weapon. In fact, the majority of people use it as a protective device.

The outfield is quiet, too, and no one says anything. Ferres was the only one yawning furiously.

"Killing is forbidden. Otherwise, if I decide to lose, either one of them comes in, the game will be over. Okay? Okay, here we go!

Good, but I didn't wait for this reply to signal the start.

Siu saw Edgar while wondering what a teacher he was.

He seemed to see how things were going and was gauging and observing in time. Looks like a trace of the Count family, and I guess the sword has learned from a very young age when it comes to it, it seems like you have the strength to be a knight when you only look at your outfit.

As a result of the appraisal, there were seventy-three magical powers, and there was a fourth level of water shooting magic.

By the way, is it okay that this room just has thin boundaries?

Or act in view of those things, too, I'm not sure.

Not that it has to be explained from one to ten, but I'm occasionally confused like this because I don't know the basic rules.

Maybe it's an out-of-the-box monkey, and the word "proper" and "big mess" comes to mind, especially if you imagine Reynald's character. Distressing.

If I was blurry about those things, a scolding flew in from Reynald.

"You can't even look at me! Move it!"

I had no choice but to move from Shiu's side. Some say we waited for each other because it's easier to take it.

Moved ahead, Edgar set up his sword with increased tension.

Heading straight from the front, he slipped and slid through Edgar's feet, trying to respond with his sword, with his hands and flipped, before jumping up. Just there Edgar's sword made a buzzing noise from directly next to him and was swung through. It would have been in two straight lines if it had stayed that way. No, my neck could have been flying because I'm short.

Is that okay, that one?

Kick the opponent's shoulder with his feet as he jumps up and passes overhead. When I jumped a little away from him using recoil, I reversed while offsetting my power with flexion motion again.

Edgar, who gained momentum, turned his sword straight to Siu's side, but turned the swirling stick back and let it slide to accompany the sword and hit the guard.

He seemed paralyzed and had a moment, so he twirled the spinning stick around in the place and put it back on his handshake, using the momentum to stretch the stick.

Pull the stick straight out as you enter the rear of Edgar again. I hit Edgar's flank. Not falling down completely, he stepped on but his body seems to have contracted to a pain in his flank. My left leg dropped a few centimeters gawky.

I turned to grab his clothes and pull them without missing it. I couldn't stop at this, and Edgar's body leaned to the left. While swinging, Siu flipped with further rotation without defying the flow, hitting Siu's right foot knee on Edgar's right belly with a spinning kick.

"Fuck, fuck."

Jump straight over the pulled down Edgar, play a hand with a sword with a baton, hold a more spinning stick, flip your hand over and fill your neck.

It didn't take much to bring it to a point where it would fall if you tightened it for a few dozen seconds.

"All right, it's over! Siu wins."

I slapped my hands on the bread and gave a signal of termination, so I immediately removed the swirl stick.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho"

I tightened it for a little while, so I think I got my throat shot. I cough up, I have tears in my eyes.

Siu woke up Edgar in a hurry.

His squire was flying away to pick up the sword.

When I saw how it was, he seemed to have a crack in his ribs, so I gave him the potion.

"Eh."

"I'm sorry. I thought we could stop for a little while."

"Oh, no, because it's a game"

"This is an intermediate medicine, so it will heal. Go ahead."

"... sorry. Okay, let's have it."

At first, he had a subtle face, but Edgar was drinking up on the spot without even hearing his squire stop.

"... healed...? It's healed, no way."

"Oh, you're healing. Good. Your throat's fine, too, right? With that, I did it with the intention of the orc opponent. If it's a human opponent, it's a trick."

When I laughed, Edgar's face caught on.

The teacher who was watching the interaction laughed out.

"I called myself an adventurer, but you still mean a real adventurer? You're more accustomed to practice than anyone in this class!

Okay, okay, and I've been stroking both Siu, who was sitting and watching, and Edgar's head, who remains seated because of the injury.

"Edgar was brilliant with the sword, too. but they were bad for you. Along the way, it was not good to have swept through the sword with recoil. If they weren't Siu, they'd be dead, wouldn't they?

"Oh, yes! I'm sorry."

"I guess that's why I panicked and delayed my reaction. But failure is failure. Right?

"Yes, my total loss"

"Okay. People who can see themselves objectively, stretch. Edgar should work with his senior students as well."

To the teacher's words, Edgar turned into a sunny face.

And I confronted Siu.

"I was in danger earlier. I didn't have to make a big accident because you were good, but you almost hurt me because of my incompetence. I'm sorry. And yet, I even got a potion. Thank you so much."

I've been lowering my head, so did Siu. Uh, waved.

Apparently, I can do well with my classmates.