That Ordinary Mister is a War God

"Let's be flashy so the civilians can understand."

Claude and Ingway nod silently as Manuel said in a loud and well-attended voice.

Ingway was the first to do it.

There were plenty of hundreds of meters. I stuffed the distance from Claude in an instant and cut it with a double sword.

Claude accepts with his own long sword at the point where the two swords intersect.

"Huh? Shh, instant travel?

"A technology called shrinkage. If you crush it, it's simply fast."

Elheit explained it to Bonifarts, but he was already cold sweating.

Even he, who joins the Knights and encourages them to work out every day, could barely see.

What I barely figured out was that Claude stopped the double sword, otherwise I wouldn't have understood what was happening to him either.

(The word "fast" seems cliché... is this the one who says "divine speed"?

Ahead of Elkheit watching, Manuel soaks Shortel and slashes him with a sideburn on Ingway.

He was also Ingway like speed again, but Ingway turned behind Manuel in half an instant and fought back.

How forwardly Manuel stops that blow.

From the position of the Elkhights, I did not understand what could be done to enable such divine work.

"All those who are not fast enough to keep up. Be a little more creative."

Jürgen advises the three of them.

"That's hard."

Ingway blurs as he returns to the starting position in an instant.

"Wind Thunder Ingway......"

Look at him. Someone snaps at him.

"There may have been a problem choosing members. All three of us are good at melee."

Claude says in a bitter mix.

If there was a Sidonier or Meena who was good at magic warfare, they would have been able to show a completely different development.

I don't know what to say.

"I have no choice. Let me help you a little."

It was Bal who was waiting on Jürgen's side to say so.

The three Claudes face this, and Jürgen tells them to be sure.

"Okay, Bartolomeus. You wouldn't like to be a show."

"Bartolomeus!?"

The effect of the name Jürgen has spoken is immense, and the biggest stirring occurs from the first semester.

Naturally, for the man who is said to be the strongest Yagami Fai has never had a presence.

"Are you really strong?

It was one of those who once complained about Claude who made a provocative statement.

He had glimpsed the battle of the Ingways and lost his word, but when he found out Bal was there, he seemed to have a fuzzy idea.

Though Claude was shocked, "Wasn't he the one with the pills to put on," it was against Bal who spoke up.

"Are you sure you want to do this?

"Oh. I will attack now. You guys stay out of it."

Manuel grins belligerently at Bal's answer.

"Isn't that nice? All right, I'll ask you to be flashy at best. You don't know what you're doing, but we have to understand what we're doing."

"I'm going to."

Bal, to put it pale, made about a hundred balls of light appear around him with a radius of about three centimeters.

"... Huh?

Someone watches out for an anomaly.

The ball of light struck Claude, Ingway and Manuel with super speed, but all three disperse with one hand.

"Is that their warm-up first?

Ingway spoke to Bal as he watched the freshmen.

"That's the place. To this extent, you're not even warming up."

That's what Bal says and gives out about five hundred smaller balls.

"Uh, why?

"Isn't it strange that there's no time lag?

Those with witchcraft skills peel off their eyes and begin to panic.

The speed with which Bal's balls of light were released was far beyond their common sense.

What the hell kind of world does Yagami Fai live in when he says this isn't even a warm-up yet?

The Kingsguard knights who refrain on the wall are not at all surprised.

Because they have some grasp of the power of Yagami Fai.

So I know the word isn't lying that all the Bals are still in the warning-up phase,