The story of the son of the mercenary in the north enrolling in the magic school in the south

Clenched, it was like a female warrior's fist.

The most feared fist of the first and second grade boys in the elementary school dormitory of Nork Magic College.

This year's third grade is also due to the fact that there are no boys who are intimidating junior students like Jebby and Morphis a grade above.

For the junior chubby boys, when the prank passed, it was the fury of Maia, the manager of the dorm, and the expressionless fists of this big girl.

"There's only one person in this college every year."

Maia once said to Emelia, who came to apologize for hitting and breaking the dormitory wall.

"It's not like I want to spread my arrogance down there."There are students who want to keep the dorm safe by being feared. "

Maia, who sat halfway in the ease chair, said that and looked at Emeria.

Emelia's eyes were surprisingly gentle and she remembered being confused.

"That's you this year, isn't it?"

My fist cuts the wind.

The red-haired boy with his eyes wide open shouted something in front of him, but he didn't care.

Anyone who does too much will be punished.

Who will punish you?

If no one does it, I will take on the part of the disliked.

That's you this year, isn't it?

Recognized by Maia, the Nork Magic Academy's traditional sanctioning fist.

Emeria's fist struck Puller's cheek.

Along with the dull sound of crackling, Puller's upper body twisted and wobbled backwards.

Hmm...

Ein stared.

Emeria's devastating blow was something she couldn't possibly take if she were really a boy of her age.However, Puller was able to withstand it with only a slight stagger.

I knew it.

Does that mean that not only magic power, but also the physical body, the age of appearance is nothing but a contradiction?

"You hit me."

While Puller said so, he wiped his mouth with the back of his right hand.There is red blood on it.

"This me."

Without answering, Ain shouted at Emelia, who had taken another step to drive the pursuit.

"No, Emelia."

Ein waved his staff.Puller's red eyes glowed.

The next moment, the remaining fireballs rained down on Emeria.It was a momentum that could be felt by Puller himself, but he did not show any willingness, and Puller waved his arms without hesitation.

At about the same time, the magic of Ain's suddenly activated pulls Emelia toward herself.

However, the effect was interrupted by the intense magic magnetic field surrounding Puller.

Emelia, pulled back, avoids a direct fireball bursting into the ground, but collapses away from Puller.

"You beat me up like you beat me up."

Puller saw Emeria.His red eyes were brighter like blood.

Emelia's face is strengthened by the intent to kill.

"Tsk."

It was when Ein tried to wave his staff again.

"Don't touch Emeria!"

A shout came from behind Puller.

It was Ficke.

He swung his staff and rushed toward Puller.

Puller looked back and narrowed his eyes.

"Shut up, Ficke."

Puller pointed at the remaining fireballs in the sky.

"Don't forget to eat this."

The rain of fireballs.

I sent it down to Ficke, and Puller turned to Emelia.

"Now, how do I get this blood back?"

Emelia, trying to get up, looked behind Puller and took a breath.

Hmm?

Puller looks back.

Ficke was so close.

It crawls through the rain of fireballs, jumps over them, and doesn't scratch their bodies.

"What are you doing?"

Puller opened his eyes wide.

When did you use the wind magic?

I didn't use it!

While screaming, Ficke dodged the fireball again with the agility of a monkey.The speed of running does not fall at all.

Do you need something like that?

Ein loosened his mouth and muttered.

"Who do you think he is?"

Ficke jumped over a flaming ball that attacked with a sideways beating.

High jump. It was already in front of Puller.Keep twisting your body in the air.

"Whoa!"

Puller's eyes peeled.

Ein laughs.

"It's my fickle."

Ficke's right leg flashed.

A dull sound.

Puller, who had his chin kicked properly, blew off this time and rolled to the ground.

After landing, Ficke rushes to Emeria.

"Are you all right, Emelia?"

Ah, ahh

Emeria grabbed Ficke's hand and stood up, glaring at her face.

"Ficke, you're going to do it surprisingly."

I told you, I'm a beast killer.

Ficke says that and laughs.

It's no big deal.

Next to it, Ain's air bomb passed by.

Wapuuu

Behind Ficke, who closed his eyes unexpectedly, a mass of air dispersed.

"Get out of there, both of you."

Ain said in a calm voice.

I'm still motivated by Puller.

Huh?

Ficke looks back.

Puller still lies motionless on the ground.However, Ein's air bomb technique was undone.

This is proof that the body is still swirling with vicious magical power.

"Ain"

Emeria said in a low voice.

"What's wrong with you, that sweat?"

I like it.

Ein shook his head.

"Don't worry about it."

Emeria was surprised by the response, but did not understand Ficke.

"Ein. Did they do it somewhere?"

I yelled and rushed to Ain, my eyes rolled up as I saw the amount of sweat.

"Really. That's a sweat. No way."

"No, I'm fine."

Ein shakes his head and sighs.

"Don't give the enemy any extra information."

"I'm fine."

Ficke looked at Ein's body as she peered from her robe, almost crying.

"Ein, you're bleeding."

"Ficke"

Emeria tries to make Ficke look, but Ficke shakes his head.

"Emelia, it's a healing."

Saying that, I looked back at Emelia.

"We need to stop this blood."

Even blood.

Emeria didn't hide her worried expression anymore.

I was properly receiving the fireball.

Saying that, he rushes over to Ain.

"How's the bone? Isn't it broken?"

"You guys are really..."

Ein laughed as if he had given up.

"The water clothes prevented the heat, but they didn't prevent the impact of the fireball."I don't know about the bones, but I know it hurts everywhere. "

Blood?

Ain smiles bitterly at Ficke's words.

"It's a scratch when you fall. Don't worry."

Saying that, I tightened my expression.

"That day Almark was more full of scratches.But I was running even harder. "

Ein remembered Armark's appearance in the battle against Erdain.

His whole body was bloody, and perhaps some bones were broken.However, the movement never waned to the end.

"To risk my life, I guess that's what you're talking about."

The sweat dripping from her chin.

"I can risk my life too." The healing is afterwards. "

In a silent tone of voice, Ficke and Emelia clenched their mouths in the eyes of a group of dictators.

"You can defeat Puller in just a few more seconds."Well done, both of you. "

Ein holds the two shoulders.

"I'll decide the battle." Listen to me carefully. "