The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Early the next morning, when I took a trip to the G-Class grounds, the four had already arrived for an extraordinary victory.

Now, the four of us had a common cause of obstruction to the exercise of magic, but I want to see how well it resolved yesterday.

Yesterday, through the instruction of [Fireball "Fireball"] at the training center, he confirmed the insurmountability of Mia's magical control, which was short-sighted. The problem is with the other three, but there's one you don't even have to check.

Fix your gaze to Theresa, who is holding the bag and flashing the color from earlier, while making a big bear under her eyes, whilst keeping her cheeks down like a child. No way, I didn't even sleep.

"It's standard mode. Can you do that?

"Yeah! I'll do my best!

Teresa's guy, he's talking to the bag. Neighbor Mia was donning at the way that Teresa looked too painful.

Still, standard mode is quite difficult. Not very much, but I don't think I could do it yesterday today...

"Two, let's go!

"Yes, two!

The bag is dyed red in an instant.

'You could do it. Okay, one, four, nine, go all at once!

"1! 4! 9!!"

The bag slowly screams the numbers, and the colour of the bag changes accordingly to black, yellow and purple.

One, eight, five, seven, six, ten, four, three, two, three, eight, two, nine. If you can do it, mecha wow no!! '

"1! 8! 5! 7! 6! 10! 4! 3! 2! 3! 8! 2! 9!!"

The colour of the bag changes dramatically.

"All questions correct! Marvelous!! Let's give you the title of Magic Girl '

"Yay!!"

Teresa jumps up and shakes.

"Are you serious..."

I'm in the mood for half a shudder and half a marvel. [STANDARD MODE], once branded Standard, is based on the magic control capabilities required for a single magician.

This means that a poncho girl who can't even activate magic in just one day has acquired the equivalent of a single magician's ability to control it.

(Don't be surprised every time your child's concentration)

"Really. It's Boyne Boyne. '

Completely thru such unexpected words of admiration of the murky.

Whatever, is Teresa clear? And then there are these two...

Turning her face to the right from Teresa, Cliff, with a dark grin and a bumpy grunt on her bow, and Pruitt, asleep standing, enter her sight.

As for Cliff, the skin on his right face was pimply and spasmodic on both eyes that ran blood.

"Klama"

"Lord, may I call you?

Just a glance at the little bearded gentleman appearing suddenly, his neglected blood draws from Cliff, and when he corrects his posture, he shivers his guts and whole body into small pieces.

"Did Cliff successfully activate the magic?

"Yes, no problem"

"Right. Good luck."

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Put your hand on your chest and gracefully grace it, it will make Sue and her disappear.

As soon as the demon disappears with all indications, Cliff, on both knees, exhales loudly and vomits several times on the ground. You're scared enough to pull it off. Klama guy, what the hell did you do to Cliff?

(... well, I don't care)

Don't sneak up on a god you don't touch. Instead, if the problem is solved, you should be happy. Yeah, I'm sure he is.

Tell yourself that, and transfer your gaze to the sleeping Pruitt as you stand, with a tired look like you've aged for more than a decade at a time. Based on this debilitating condition, the guy from Roche, you taught Pruitt all night with all your heart that you wanted to join the development team.

"Hey Pruitt, try [Flame Dance (Flame Rond)]"

……

Pruitt not even responding with a blast of sleep.

"Whoa!!"

……

He opens his right eye slightly like a hundred million bucks and tries to close his eyelids firmly again when he makes a big stretch.

"If you're going to sleep, at least use [Flame Dance (Flame Rondo)] before you do!

"... sooo"

Sleeping, though.

"“ Brilliant burning red flame, obey my power, dance the flame dance ”

and cleverly chant as well.

Suddenly, flaming spheres arise, and they shape the bed. And not being held in that purgatory bed, Pruitt approached as flirtatious as a sleepwalker.

Idiot! The earth is feverish in bright red, and it's quite caloric. Looks like we've broken the limit, but throw yourself at something like that and it'll be a neglected fire grind.

"Idiot!! I wish I was toasted!"

When I held Pruitt down at the right place, I fell asleep perfectly as it was.

At this rate, it's impossible for Pruitt to take classes today. And that's the same with Teresa still sleeping on the ground in big letters. Cliff would be the limit in a different way. I have no choice but to start my full-time classes tomorrow.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go home to your dorm and sleep today! Spy, take Pruitt and Teresa to the dorm. Be polite."

"Ha!"

A spy emerged from the absence disappears in charge of the two of us. Cliff also went home flirtatious with his disillusioned face like a zombie due to my class end declaration.

Only blonde toddler Mia was left.

"Class of the day is over. You go home and rest too."

You should get enough rest when you can rest.

As a matter of fact, I was stepping on the idea that eliminating the causes of the four obstacles to the exercise of magic would take a considerable amount of time.

Honestly, I don't think I can complete this first challenge (mission) per se. This assignment (mission) is your word if everyone is able to use some magic without restriction at the end of the day. It's just such a standing position. So to speak, it's a step towards the next true challenge (mission).

"I don't want to waste my time. I need you to tell me."

Don't you want to waste your time? It certainly makes sense in what she says.

What she needs next is a wall. The challengers feel a deep sense of despair and frustration at the high wall that stands in their way. And when you overcome the wall by the name of the ordeal, you gain real confidence in yourself.

In other words, moderate frustration (frustration) is essential to a person's growth.

Which way, we have to give them plenty of despair. I don't mind putting that forward if I want to.

"Fine. The other three will be back in the afternoon, and you'll be the one who taught them what's in class today."

"I got it."

Tie my mouth firmly, and nod loudly to Mia. I began three magic professors classified as life magic.

One is the median magic of earthly attributes - [clay craftsmanship]. Magic that allows you to manipulate soil components freely, such as soil and stone. If you get used to it, it is possible to create fairly elaborate stone statues, stone tiles and walls.

The second is the median magic of wind attributes - [wind sculpture knife]. As its name suggests, the fine blade of the wind makes the magic of finely chopping trees.

Third, the median magic of water - [Reinforced Water Bond]. If applied to the surface and dried, it strengthens the stones and wood, and if applied before drying, it produces water with great adhesion.

These are a new breed of magic I found in my search for the Magic Book. Naturally, she can't even be teaching in a Magic Instruction College class, which is exactly what unknown magic is to her.

Of course...

While sweating like a waterfall, Mia squatted to the ground,

"I can't..."

Squeeze the words of defeat out of your throat.

"Sounds like it."

That's right. Because this is an extremely difficult challenge that is essential.

Ask them to carve into their souls the fact that magic is not just a talent or something through this class.

There is no denying that there are areas in the world that cannot be overcome by the efforts of individuals alone. But this is all I can swear, but there are virtually no such restrictions on academics. Any person, young or old, rich or poor, of any race, has the potential to lead to a central proposition (Central Dogma) in a particular field.

What you are not supposed to be aware of the limits. I won't even think about which stretch is expensive. This will soon manifest itself as a decisive and hopeless advantage.

"Go next!

Mia trying to squeeze motivation and activate magic,

"No, that's the end of today's class"

Control with your right hand and declare an end.

"Why!?"

Pretty much. Well, rather, given the circumstances in which she is placed, is that a natural reaction?

'Cause it's pointless no more.'

"Then you don't know what that means!

"If you don't know, think. If you can't do that, you have no future."

Mia eats her teeth off with a repentant face in my cold words not long ago.

And well, that's what I said, but you should give it as much as a hint. There was a lejme I wrote down and put down for a time like this, and I'll deliver it to the dorm later.

I moved to Straheim as I dropped off her little back walking with Tobotobo.