The Man Picked Up By the Gods (Reboot)

When dragon horses were traveling leisurely in carriages, classes were held in certain schools in Wangdu.

"Then I'll start the class. First of all..."

An uninteresting monotonous class where teachers read up on textbooks in a pale way. The students are listening to it in silence. There was one girl among those students. It's Elia.

She is listening to classes by looking at the teacher's standing bench with her posture right and straight, but she was feeling bored inside and spending time enduring it.

At the end of the morning class she takes a seat and heads to the magical practice area on the corner of the school building with the sleaze. Although it is open for students' voluntary training, it is rarely used outside of class. I mean, it's not popular either.

She sits on a bench for a break in the corner of the practice area, eats the lunch she had prepared, and kills time by training magic until the end of the lunch break. Then, after taking the afternoon class, we head back to the room assigned to us in the dorm.

It's been about a month since she enrolled in this school, but this was her behavioral pattern.

"Phew..."

Stop unleashing magic and the area sighs.

(It's only been a month and it's already boring and limiting... I never thought class would be so boring...)

From the first to the third year, the school learns the basics and upbringing of a variety of things, focusing on professional knowledge and skills in the fourth to sixth years, and after graduation trains and disciples according to their own paths.

Freshly enrolled neighborhoods take classes that are the basis of foundation. Swordsmanship for the purpose of making basic national history and geography, calculations, magic, and physical strength. If they were all aristocrats, they had completed their studies before enrollment, such as classes at one year's time, which was normal content.

As a result, classes are too easy for the area, and grades are good but not accomplished. On top of that there are nearly 40 students in the same class, but none of them try to talk to her. Of course, not ignorance, bullying, etc., but the average student or aristocratic student cannot speak out for fear of the title of Duke's Lady or the height of her own magic, only to be less involved than necessary.

And the neighborhood also had a sense of being avoided, so he was not actively interacting. Some of them would simply be incompatible with each other in character, but otherwise if you try to force them to interact, they can't refuse first, even if they were frightened. I hated creating such a relationship.

The result is zero friends in one month of school. I'm supposed to spend some boring time at school and endure loneliness.

"I knew it before school...... ha..."

The second time I sighed, I was suddenly called out.

"What's wrong with you? Lady."

"What!?

I didn't know what time I came to Eliaria, but I notice the person standing behind me with my voice.

"Oh... you are from the Count Wildan family..."

When the area turned around and showed their faces to them, they looked surprised but named themselves and bowed their heads.

"This is rude. My name is Michelle, the eldest daughter of the Count Wildan family. I didn't know in hindsight that she was a lady in the Duke of Jameel's house. Forgive my disrespect."

Her name is Michelle Wildan. She is a lady from the Count's house, but she is a female student who can't really feel what femininity is. The hair is cut appropriately around the shoulders, and the clothes are a combination of male trousers and female shirts. The belongings emphasize practicality and one large black bag with no embellishment. He also looks neutral on the face and dressed as a man.

"I can't believe it's disrespectful. It doesn't matter what your status is here. Besides, I'm trying not to understand."

In the name of not making students aware of differences in status in this school, students, both aristocrats and civilians, are required to wear uniforms. However, there was no provision for accessories.

There, aristocratic students often place luxurious accessories in a well-visible position, such as attitudes and flashy gold hair decorations and bracelets scattered with gems. They may also boast the financial power of each house with the luxury of ornaments.

But the area doesn't have flashy accessories. That's what I meant by uniforms in line with the school philosophy...... Michelle didn't have flashy accessories on her eyes, which meant she was a civilian female student.

"Thank you"

"... Michelle, may I call you?

I didn't feel any repellence from Michelle, who got word from the area and laughed at me for saying so. Sometimes I've been thinking about it earlier, and the area somehow tries to have a conversation.

"Of course, ma'am."

"Please call me an area, not a lady. As I said earlier, it doesn't matter what your status is here."

Having said that, Michelle smiled again and replied to the area.

"... heh, well, I'll call it an area. Finally, I want you to meditate on your words. I'm tired."

"Of course I don't mind. I'd be happier with that too."

"Yes, I heard that earlier. What's wrong?

"No, it's not particularly problematic. However, this school class..."

"Oh... I feel that, too. Now I'm just pretending to take classes, and trying not to get caught up in some weird faction reduces my time off talking to people."

"Oh, did you? I thought Michelle was popular..."

Michelle laughing and answering that word again.

"Ha, certainly at the beginning of school. The girl student mistook me for something in my outfit, but I just wore it because it was easy, and when I found out it wasn't a man's outfit, I almost left. Besides, I'm not much of a socialist either. As soon as it's troublesome and avoided."

"It was. So you're here?

"Not today. I'm here to experiment with this."

Saying, Michelle takes one piece of paper out of her bag. The paper depicted one magic formation drafted with a pencil.

"Magic formation...... is Mr. Michelle an alchemist?

It was Michelle who opened her eyes to the word for a moment, but she immediately answers with a smile more than ever before.

"Unfortunately, I'm not an alchemist. I'm studying magic formation."

"Magic formation, is it?

Magic formation is a very minor discipline that emits an edge to a brilliant formation of alchemy when it comes through magic. Detailed studies have been carried out on why such reactions occur and whether the phenomenon is not available for something.

The area so described looked intriguingly at the paper written by the magic formation.

"You had such a discipline."

"Academics that are declining because of the academics derived from alchemy and the lack of significant achievements. I came to this school because I heard there was a teacher who could teach that magic formation... but the teacher in charge seemed to have quit last year, so I had no choice but to study for myself. We've got plenty of time."

"I was."

"That's right. Area, by the way."

"What is it?

"You knew how to use magic for alchemy, didn't you? There are all sorts of wrong rumors spreading around the world, and sometimes people say it's not the magic team that needs it, it's the suspicious drugs that are sacrificed. And he doesn't seem to have any aversion to alchemy."

That's what they said, and I think my mouth slipped. Area. Michelle rushes to make up for feeling something in that moment.

"I'm not prejudiced against alchemy, I'm more interested."

"Interested?"

"I'm also somewhat interested in the alchemy on which it originated, because magic formation is a discipline born in the wake of the alchemy formation. It's not weird, is it? I hate people who use alchemy as an excuse to scam, but I don't consider all alchemists scammers. Just like magic formation, there are real alchemists in this world who continue their research without producing results. That's what I think."

area to be somewhat relieved to hear that word.

"Really?"

"If I may, I'd like you to tell me about alchemy."

But the area itself is not an alchemist. Although I gained some knowledge from getting to know Dragon Horse, it is not enough to be taught to others. And no matter how unbiased he was, he was also introduced to the dragon horse by a human who had not yet met him.

"Unfortunately, I've only met with alchemists before, and I'm not studying alchemy."

Naturally, the area refused. Then Michelle didn't really say anything either, so I honestly pulled back and got ready for the experiment.

The earlier paper was placed on the ground and the pink powder removed from the bag was added to the ink and began to mix together.

"Mr. Michelle, what is that?

"Ink is just ink. Powder is a mixture of fire attributes and unattributed demon stones. Unlike alchemy, magic formations cannot pass magic alone. So mix the powdered magic stones in the ink so that you can pass the magic and draw a magic formation that's not an alchemy formation."

"When that happens, what changes?

"All I know is that the effect of the demon stone attribute mixed in the ink changes and the power can be adjusted by the ratio of the demon stone formula.

For example, if magic is shed into a formation painted with ink mixed with demonic stones of the fire attribute, it can fire out of the magic formation. Regulate the firepower with an ink formula and control the fires that are released in formation.

The formation is inappropriate, first we draw a circle and we draw some kind of print in it, but I don't really understand this. "

"I'm not sure," he said?

"The response and efficiency change depending on the tattoo inside. And I don't know what kind of tattoo is most efficient. So we have to draw and try even different formations and look for efficient objects and objects that fit the purpose. Then we'll need a lot of demon stones, and we'll need research funds for that. So there's not much research going on."

"It was... why did Mr. Michelle do this research?

"It sounds interesting. Few people study and not much progress. In other words, there's still room to figure it out, right? That's what I'm trying to figure out and help.

Besides, I'm still the Count's maid, and the Wildans were a family of researchers for generations, and they had a family understanding. If you have something you want to study, you told me to do it, and you gave me a lot of money. "

Michelle, who talks like that, looked a little like a dragon horse in the area. And Michelle says drawing formation with that ink.

"I don't know what kind of reaction it's going to take, so just stay away from it"

An area that takes a short distance from the formation. Confirm that. When Michelle shed her magic into the formation, there was a red light in the formation.

After Michelle saw it, she hurried away from the formation, five seconds later. Several small fireballs popped out of the formation in momentum, bouncing over the formation to make a firecracker-like noise.

"" Yikes!?

"Well, there's this reaction... hmm?

First Michelle was distracted by the reaction of the formation, but turns to notice a surprise voice for two (...). The Lord of Voices is a female student of the Fox Clan who just walked into the training ground.

"I think I threatened you. I'm sorry I did this."

"This is a training ground, so it's natural to make loud noises. I'm sorry to bother you."

"No, no, that's not true. You sure you were, Mr. Miyabi?

"You're in the same class, right?

"It's an honor to have your name and face remembered by Count Wildan and the Lady of the Duke of Jameel."

Miyabi answers in a somewhat polite tone for the nobility.

"You don't need to be afraid, Mr. Miyabi is going to be training?

"Actually, I wanted to tell the lady a few things..."

"To me, is it?

"Yes. I have left a message for the lady from someone I know. So let me speak to you today."

Miyabi was aware of the strange rumors surrounding him that it was the man who entrusted him with the message, and this past month he was exploring when the area would be alone and he could talk slowly. And today, a month after enrollment, I came to the training ground where the area was always alone...... Michelle was there only today, so Miyabi is in a mild panic inside. Still, there was some calm where the answer was fine.

"Is that a message to me?

"Yes. Do you notice the name Lyoma, don't you?

"From Mr. Lyoma!?

Dragon Horse was going to make the trigger for making friends in the area, but he thought it was up to the two of us to decide if we were really going to be friends or if we were going to continue to hang out and know each other. For this reason, I made a move to create an opportunity to meet, but I haven't told the area anything about Miyabi. I have a common acquaintance/topic, so I don't think there's anything at all to talk about.

At the same time, the dragon horse made a slight prank to surprise the area, though for one reason.

"You seem to know."

"Yeah, but why did Mr. Miyabi tell you about Mr. Lyoma?

"I met him through my father, and when I went to school, he asked Elia, who was there, to give me a message."

"It was..."

That's where Michelle joins the story.

You know the neighborhood? Who's Lyoma? "

"Yeah, he's a little different, but he's a friend."

"Sure, it's a mistake to change..."

"Heh..."

Miyabi listens to the area and snaps. And when I heard that the dragon horse was a changer, Michelle seemed a little intrigued.

"So, what did Mr. Lyoma say?

"Come on, that's just one word. She seemed worried about her daughter."

In one word, the area generally perceives the feelings of a dragon horse.

You don't have to ask others to give you a message to tell you just one thing. If you want to tell him to work hard, you can write to him. In other words, Elia concluded that she remembered the story of "no friends” she said before breaking up in the city of Gimru, and that Lyoma was trying to create an opportunity to meet Miyabi in a state.

"Thank you. I did get a message. Besides... Miyabi, this is some kind of edge we met, if you don't mind becoming friends?

"Is it good? Say that to me."

"Because it doesn't matter here about the difference in identity. Besides, I miss not having many friends in my future school life."

"Hey, nice to meet you."

"Then I'd like you to join me. I don't have many friends either."

Miyabi smiled and accepted it. Michelle will also be added there.

Thus the three met and the lunch break ended where they shook hands.

And then they go back to class and take the boring class of the afternoon.

But this day may have been a little more enjoyable than usual.