The Unbound World’s “Normal” is Difficult

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Lucas switched consciously to combat mode and quickly looked around the room.

………… Out of the way! Heads and right, coming in both directions!

Instantly grasping the situation, he screamed sharply, but Irene rushed to look at the ceiling so that she couldn't keep up with the deployment yet, and shouted "hi".

"Nh... what is this...?"

The ceiling was supposed to have a delicate Aurelian sculpture.

It was drawing the vortex as if it had melted.

In the center of the vortex, surrounded by a complex pattern of light, a black mass - a terrible number of insects - was stupid in search of an exit.

"Eh...? Nh, what is this... no..."

On the other hand, a similar hole has been made in the diagonal right wall, from which the obviously toxic cypress plant extends its tentacle to this side while dripping with a creepy mucus.

The brain refuses to understand an apparently urgent situation.

The fully rigid Irene, however, regained a slight calm with Lucas and Elma standing in front of him - but with glasses that neither of them could conceal.

"Nh... that's it, this..."

"Probably a summoning team of attacking creatures. A rough welcome from Aurelia College candidates to us (Rouden).... it's not good to use a sword here."

Lucas doesn't even seem to feel threatened by the attack, but he hesitates slightly to take out his sword in the guise of an executive.

Meanwhile, now the wall on the left, and even the floor, emitted a faint light and began to change shape.

Each of the whirlpooling centers has a distinctly noisy flame and signs of wind roaring up.

Probably the flames that attack people and the summoning techniques of the fools.

Lucas also made his expression steep.

"Poisonous worms from above, cannibal trees from the right wall, burning flames from the left wall, burning flames from the floor. Jesus Christ, we're popular."

Lucas murmured ironically, but that was a four-way attack.

As I whispered my tongue, I first tried to take out a dagger that could be used as a self-defense tool.

"Excuse me."

A cool voice echoed.

It's Elma.

She walked lightly toward the left wall, staring at the white-walled wall, and then writing something on the wall with a feather pen that she had at some point.

The same thing is then done on the floor.

"Eh... Elma...?

"What...?

The next moment the two left shouted in suspicion, it happened.

--Go...!

"Haah!

…………

The next time I opened my eyes, the swarm of insects and the horrible botanicals disappeared.

"----Eh?"

Irene is so gloomy when it's too big a development.

I wonder if what I saw earlier was a phantom.

Elma, what the hell are you--?

Asking what, I noticed that Elma was invisible.

Irene looked around briefly, but at the next moment,

I'm back.

I heard a cool voice from behind, so I suddenly almost jumped off the spot.

"Eh, Elma! What the hell are you...!? So, you're back... eh? You mean you just left this place and came home? Huh?"

Lucas asked with a much lower voice, saying that he was somewhat caught in Elma's movements than she was, as he shook his hands into his head in chaos.

"You... What have you been doing breaking into the other candidate's waiting room...? No, before that, what were you doing towards the wall or floor...?

Ah, that's right…

Elma tries to answer by shining her glasses, but before they're told, screams echo from all over the waiting room.

"Gyaaaaaaa! Oh, my God, this insect candy is ahhhhhh!

"When did you get stuck in my mouth!?

"Uh-oh! My poisonous bugs look so good!

"Haaaaa! There's a cannibal tree that Takushi raised!

Apparently, it's like the screams of the "rough welcome" setters.

While turning their screams into BGM, Elma whispered.

"Four groups of people who welcomed us made bug-filled candy and gave it back."

"... what?

Elma politely rehearsed to Lucas, who had lost his meaning.

"Poisonous insects, man-eating trees, flames, whatever. That is, the contents, the sap, the heat source and the blade. They were packed with ingredients, so I had them tear the cannibal tree, take the sap, put insects in it, heat it up in the flames, and make candy."

…………

I know what you're saying, but I don't know what you're saying.

Lucas felt his expression muscles twitching and twitching.

"No, you... why are you developing insect candy in this situation..."

"Hmm? I mean, it's normal to give back a little gift with some of those things, right?

No, even if you say, "I got a lot of strawberries, so I put them in a jam and split the hem."

Around the cliché of Lucas, Elma took the wrap out of her pocket and gave it to Irene with delight.

"If you don't mind. Extremely large and glossy."

"I don't need it!

Irene refused the jazzy wrapped insect candy with the feeling of tearing.

"I mean, isn't that right!? Your Majesty's question is, why did you just play with the floor or the wall to disable so many incredible attacks - or so to speak, insect candy!?

Then, explaining the climax instead of Lucas, Elma leaned her head strangely.

Huh? The left wall and floor formations were in pre-activation condition, so I just rewrote the target.

To do this, the rigid Lucas managed to reboot himself and strip his teeth.

"Why are you not a teacher, you have no sacred powers, and you're being rewritten into the Sacred Magic Team!

"Eh...? Even without sanctity, there is no problem if you can decipher the technique, so if you can read the ancient Auru language, you can rewrite the team, even ordinary people can do it, right?

"Can ordinary people decipher magic and ancient languages?

The ceremony is something that students at Aurelia National College will meet in just a few years, and if it is a decoding of the new ceremony, a handful of cardinals on the continent will dedicate their lives to it.

"In the first place, how did you detect a formation that you couldn't see without being a Sacred Power Holder!

"Look, the formation is depicted in holy water, so if you can sense the airflow that fluctuates due to the very trace heat emitted by the holy water..."

"How can you detect an airflow!?

"Oh, can't you do that, normal?

Elma, who answers with her head tilted, has no more words to return, neither Lucas nor Irene.

Early on entering Aurelia, Elma somehow glowed her glasses with a little pride, approaching the two who had begun to become more and more dead fish eyes.

"Later... how about I take advantage of the advice from both of you?"

I don't know what it is.

Looking back half-eyed, Elma put one hand on her chest like a student waiting to be praised.

"We did our best to be discreet - that is, not to be seen from the surroundings."

"I'm not telling you to finish this thing at an unstoppable speed!

Irene screamed, realizing that her advice was making things worse.

Modify the formation, offset each other's attacks, find the killer, repeat them, do it quickly enough to make it invisible to the other party, even though it's a strange thing.

Situationally, the fact that Elma did it all over again was obvious to everybody - and not to anyone else, it only made them aware of their indescribable misery.

Elma smiles with an atmosphere that makes her feel happy over her glasses.

"Thanks to you two, my journey to 'normal' is progressing. Thank you very much for always giving me the right advice."

Before Elma lowered her head, Lucas and the others looked up silently at the ceiling.

- Fuck you.

The slight smoke near the ceiling seemed kind of irritating to my eyes.