"Huh, huh, huh ..."
Cyrill runs with all of her breath.
Untouched forests are by no means easy to run. Tree roots that are only partially visible from the ground are natural traps that can catch human feet as soon as they are careless. The branches and leaves of the shrub always block this path and slow it down. If you fall on the soft ground hidden by fallen leaves, you will be unable to move immediately.
"Why, huh, such a thing ..."
Cyril, who learned them in the last few days, is desperately moving his feet, asking questions to anyone.
Footsteps chasing Cyrill from behind. The sound gradually got louder, and it turned out that it was definitely reducing the distance.
At that time, Cyrill turned around, trying to check the distance. Information I received a request to disregard my confirmation.
"ow!"
Cyril pushes his body into a bush full of blue odor, with his feet being taken by a piece of rock that protrudes like a hump from the ground.
The pursers do not miss that opportunity. As soon as I got closer, I jumped at Cyril, who was trying to wake him up.
"Wow!"
It came down, holding down Cyril's body.
A pinch of desperate situation. But its mouth emitted a strangely crisp sound.
"Wow"
Kirill turns his attention to holding himself down. A four-legged beast about one meter long. Its body is covered with golden hair. Head slightly extended from front to back with nose tip, and sharp fangs peeking through open mouth. Triangular ears lined up at the top of the head.
"Somehow fifteen minutes"
A man's voice was heard from above, heading for Cyril, who was trying hard to hold his breath.
"Huh, huh ... Al, this is Mr."
It was almost at the same time that Cyril addressed the Lord of the voices and Aldis landed on the ground.
"The first step is slow. Don't try to run solely on your leg muscles. Shake your upper body and use that momentum at initial speed."
As soon as he gets off, Aldis starts teaching Cyril.
"Don't look back. The slower you move, the greater the danger. The movement of the beast you're following isn't just visual, it's a sign."
"That's right, but ... huh. How do you sign ..."
"The sound that reaches your ears, the vibrations that travel down the ground, and if you're properly oriented, you can judge whether it's naturally occurring or caused by some living thing."
"Such, easily ..."
Kirill had an expression that seemed to start crying.
Sure, Aldis can do that. Mercenaries known to the world may have perceived danger in this way. However, it was impossible to ask Kirill who did not have enough practical experience.
After all, Cyrill is a mere student who finally touched the magic “ma”. With some training, you may be able to tell what the sign of Aldis is, but this is only an unreasonable demand for Cyrill today.
"Well, I don't say I can do it right now, because you have a shortage of basic stamina. Would be dangerous. ''
"Um, that ... Is it okay to just run away?"
Cyrill, finally breathing, asks shyly.
"You don't have to win or fight. You don't need to be defeated. You just have to get through the forest safely. First, you need to gain basic physical strength and acquire the ability to escape. I think it's the number one priority. "
"Huh ..."
Although Cyril knows that Aldis's reasoning is reasonable, she says that the main purpose is to escape, and she cannot accept honestly that "I understand", there is still a longing for strong people Probably because he's a boy. Towards Cyril, a casual reply, Ardis shows a grinned expression and sits down, sitting down.
"A little break?"
"Wow"
As if replying, a beast named Rona screamed and sat next to it.
"What about the school? Are you already used to it?"
The topic of discussion is the Mariureth school where Cyril began to attend this time.
"It's still ... I'm still trying to keep up with class."
"Is the surroundings similar?"
"Even though there are many ordinary people, unlike the academy, there are only a few children of the aristocracy, and the children of a wealthy family seem to have learned magic before enrollment. So desperate. ''
Some of the children who have been tutored since their infancy and have been educated for their talent have already been able to handle elementary magic at the time of enrollment. Even more, if you are a noble child, you will also have a mentor as a noble, so it seems that you have been thoroughly informed of the necessary knowledge and skills in advance. It is different from Cyrill, a merchant apprentice who did not even consider entering a school until six months ago.
I sighed unexpectedly.
Envy "I'd like to have talented people"
"Nobody struggles to be strong with talent alone. Of course, trying to catch up and overtake a talented person would not be the same effort."
Aldis utters words of encouragement.
"Yes, people without talent have to work harder than others, so they are running around in the woods."
Shackles "Don't be sorry. It doesn't matter whether you have talent or not. Of course you may want to have it, but if you have it, it seems that you have a hard time with it. Sometimes it brings grace, sometimes it causes disaster, sometimes it becomes vitality and hope, sometimes it becomes burdensome, so it is only necessary to work well if it is, if not, if not. That's right. "
"what is that?"
"An old acquaintance told me that he was so talented that he was jealous. A genius is like talking about that guy."
"Is it better than Aldis?"
"I am? I was desperate to keep my fellows from pulling their feet. I know hundreds of lack of talent."
Cyrill felt that it was too humbling to pass. If Aldis, who treats the beasts and demons that appear in the forest as a baby and defeats the monsters that were called `` '' in the Nagrass Kingdom alone, has no talent, where in the world is there a talented human being? Is it?
Training "Well, if you don't have the talent, you will have the skills to fight it. The important thing is to believe in your power and not to overtrust your power.
Aldis stood up and pounded Cyril's head.
"It's only after I've got the basic skills. I'm gonna take a break. Today, I'll keep you away from Rona for another hour."
"Uh ... I'm still doing it."
"Naturally."
"Wow!"
Cyrill reluctantly lifted his waist. All muscles of the feet, including the calf, scream at once. It's just my feet now, but tomorrow it was clear that my body would complain of pain.
Thinking of basic skills classes waiting in the morning, Cyrill was anxious and ran through the woods for an hour.
Gran, the capital of the kingdom of Nagras. This city, commonly called the royal capital, has two large educational institutions.
One is the Royal Academy. This is an educational institution for aristocrats, founded by a royal family. Academic schools whose purpose is to acquire literacy, insight, and rituals only as an aristocracy, and of course, can only be admitted to children of the aristocracy.
Another educational institution is Mariuresu Gakuen. It was founded by a former court magician named Mariures. Contribution Unlike the institution, which aims to nurture the aristocracy as an aristocrat, the institution aims to attract and nurture a wide range of human resources and develop the kingdom. Therefore, if the school has superior abilities, such as scholastic ability, tactics, and magic, ordinary people can enter.
Of course, the tuition for sending children to school is not so expensive for ordinary people. There will be many who are talented but give up on their own due to high tuition. Without a supporter named Marida, he was probably one of them. While thinking about such things, Kirill leaves the dormitory in the school and proceeds to the building with the lecture room.
He moved into the lecture room with pains, step by step, moving his legs hard, seemingly not his own, and fell down to a seat close to the entrance.
"Hey, Cyrill. You don't have to sit near such an entrance. Let's sit further away."
"Hmm? Oh ... Rai?"
Cyrillus looks at the Lord of the voice, sitting down from a posture that clings to a desk. There was a cheerful boy with bright turquoise long hair. Labor The boy opened his mouth to Kirill, as if the boy was stunned and still awake.
"Well, I'm still dead like today."
"I'm fine here. I don't want to move now."
Slowly answering the call, the boy called Lai sits down next to him, as usual.
"Are you a regular tutor?"
"Yeah ... I'm good, Rai shouldn't go to my favorite seat."
"I'm fine here too, but I don't really understand. Why is my tutor's job so ragged?"
Kicking off Kirill's suggestion, Rai begins to extract textbooks from the bag at the next seat.
"Yeah, it's strange. Why am I suffering from muscle pain all over my body as a tutor ..."
Cyrill floats with a dry laugh.
so. Cyril must have been working on teaching common sense and language to the twins protected by Aldis. Cyrill himself wanted to ask why it was supposed to flee from Rona, who was a raider every day. I don't know if I'm a tutor or trained in combat skills.
"But Kirill. Do you know that there is a lecture on basic practical skills before noon?"
"Yeah, I want to forget ..."
Basic practical skill is one of the skill training. Originally, even if I said "learn at the school", the content of the lecture was different depending on the way to go. There are those who want to be merchants, those who want to learn medicine, those who want to make a name in poetry, those who want to build themselves as civilians, and those who go on martial arts.
Fighting is a must for those who go to martial arts, but not necessarily for those who want to be civilians. If you have time to build your body, you should read as many books as you can and deepen your knowledge.
Of course, the school understands that too. Therefore, it was natural that the contents of the lecture differed depending on the course desired by the student.
Those who take the martial path-most wanting to join the army or local territory, or the noble private army-have more than half their curriculum occupied by practical training and exercises. The boy Rye was just that.
Cyril, on the other hand, is a magician. Sorcerers need a wide range of knowledge, not only a lot of knowledge to learn magic, but also the acquisition of ancient languages, magic, and herbalism. Naturally, you need to be familiar with the magical system, and the past history of magic has been inevitable in dealing with magic.
When I first saw the curriculum when I entered the school, Cyrill was dizzy about the amount of learning. That's why sorcerers don't want to spend time on "extra things" such as liberal arts and rituals.
In fact, like Cyril, the eggs of sorcerers studying magic at school are often out of place. Taisei It can be said that if you do not do so, you can not be a magician. As soon as you become a court sorcerer and a noble sorcerer because of your ability to recognize friction, it is inevitable that you will struggle with the surroundings, except for the difference in temperature and common sense, other than magic. It was that.
In that respect, Cyril was a living merchant apprentice. Eggs of magicians who excel in interpersonal communication seem to be unusual, and they are relatively friendly as a magician who can communicate. Lai, who has the character of breaking a bamboo, is valuable enough to make friends.
"It's hard for a magician."
Rai utters the sympathetic words.
Sorcerers are civilians, researchers, and combatants. Therefore, schools require a minimum level of combat skills as an essential skill.
As the class goes on to become more specialized as the year goes on, older students will have the option to take or not to train. But freshly entered Cyril has no choice. Under the name of minimal combat skills, participation in training called basic skills was forced.
Although it is a practical skill, in reality it is not an advanced one such as combat training using magic, but a simple one that simply runs and strengthens muscle strength. Rye, who aims to be a fighter, and Kirill, who wants to be a magician, attend the course at the same time because their content is to build physical strength that can be used regardless of job type. It goes without saying that school graduates and active students are unpopular with magicians.
"If it's tomorrow ... it's off."
For the time being, if you have done the basic skills of today and completed the tutoring work-a training called-, tomorrow is a holiday. When school is closed, tutors' work is also closed, so they will be able to rest all day.
Funny. Bitches The story is different. Said Cyrill in my heart. Surely at first, it was said that the school was only in the afternoon on holidays.
In reality, however, they are trained every day after the school is over.
"First of all, unless Cyril can go back and forth alone, the story will not progress."
Is the instructor of the black-haired demon.
According to Aldis, training Cyril before the tutor was a priority. After all, when the school is closed, tutors' work is also a holiday, and all weekdays are devoted to training.
Kirill resisted that it took two hours on foot to go to and from the forest.
"Never fly in the sky ..."
Aldis reduced the distance, which took two hours on foot to the sky with the body of Cyrills, to just enough. Cyril is reminded of Aldis's dazzling unexpectedly.
"Hmm? What happened to the sky?"
"No, nothing ..."
Since the time required for a round trip has been greatly reduced, there is no escape in Cyrill. Then, the training by Aldis and Rona will continue every day. And every day for two hours.
Funny. Certainly, at first, it was about one hour of training in a tutor hour. The questions that I dared not think up sprang up in a sudden beat.
The only time you can rest is on days when the school is closed. Thinking back, Cyril notices that she has no memory of going somewhere on holiday.
It may have been a mistake to take on the tutoring job. Such an idea came to mind in Cyril's mind. The salvation was the salvation of tutors even every day of training.
"Oh, the instructor is here."
A man acting as a lecturer enters the lecture room. The time for lying on the desk is over. No matter how painful the whole body is with painful muscles, it's hard to find out about Marida, who helped me, Lord of the firm, who sent me out, and Ellie, my sister.
"I have to be talented ..."
Remembering some of Aldis's words, Cyril managed to get up with a heavy body.