This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Laurenz knew an angry woman in front of him.

Michaela Geelen, Deputy Head of the Royal Sorcery Division. He is the direct subordinate of Commander Leonard and a famous young mage. Its strength is origami, and it carries out numerous warcraft crusades.

He is in his late twenties and a graduate of the Royal School of Magic at Weatherd.

I don't remember a man to refrain beside her, but probably near Michaela's side. There is no mistake from being clearly hostile, it is an enemy.

They all wear white uniforms, but I understand that uniform is a combat suit. Michaela's, the deputy captain's, has been remodeled and weaves a thin fabric jacket on a skirt of short length. It was the kind of uniform that took away all the solidity of the formal uniform.

Sleek feet burn healthily in the day, feet wearing red heels. It is not the birth of an officer who very much serves the country. It would be a good idea to go hang out with friends in the city's shopping district.

A whip hanging from her waist belt tells me she's a fighter.

Short-cut brown hair and fishing eyes distorted his impressive but neat appearance into anger, staring at Mr. Shooting and this one.

The man wears a standard uniform and his feet are stiffened with martial bone boots. A forged body is compressing the uniform from within, and it looks cramped. Her reddish hair was cut short and her sharp glaring eyes were directed with anger at Urarenz, just like Michaela.

It was the words that were not uttered, but I found it in my hands that I was angry that I refused Leonard's invitation even without hearing his voice.

"I didn't expect the vice captain of the Royal Sorcery Division to bring his men to the children's opponents - they can't grow up"

"- Ha. I'm not going to lick Candidate Sorcerer Sama"

"Should I say it's an honor?

"No, I'm not going to have any more chats with a petty kid"

When Michaela takes the whip off her hips, she waves with a hand gesture she is used to.

- Pan, and the cobblestone in the hallway is shredded along with the bursting sound.

"Magic is not the only way to dive through practice. Let's teach the aristocratic kid a real fight. And I will kill you and send your body to your parents, selling charm to non-magicians to the habits of magicians."

"It's an unproductive story - I'd like to see my parents' faces."

The face of the female deputy captain was clearly distorted when her nose rang concurrently with the provocation.

"You told me..."

"Apparently it was a silence. I apologize."

"Is it something to forgive? Just because I was born into a nobleman like you, what an inexorable child to live with."

I could understand from the words that she had had a hard time before. But there's anger in Laurenz, too.

"Surely I was born a nobleman. My parents are alive and well loved - that's why you don't know the world. I have my troubles, my hardships!

"Shut up..."

The whip raises a whip and strikes. -, but prevented by an immediate deployed barrier.

Whipping as a weapon is troublesome, but it's not unprotected. If it's magic, you don't have to know, and just an attack doesn't make you pull out barriers.

"Lars, now, I want you to run away"

"But..."

"Please. If we keep fighting like this, the opponents are the deputy commanders of the Royal Sorcery Division, we won't be able to afford it"

"... sorry"

"Hey, hey, Lars!

After a brief exchange of words with Laurenz, Lars runs out with Krista's arm and back.

"Let him go!

"I won't let you through!

Towards Michaela, who tried to unleash sorcery, he unleashed a few fist-great rocks.

Even if a magical rock strikes with sound, it will be avoided. The lost rock mass crashed into the cobblestone and rocked the hallway.

"Sounds like you can use that without chanting - okay, I'll kill you, and then I'll kill those kids too"

- Please wait.

The man who turned his fierce expression to Laurenz and stopped Michaela, who was still about to fly, was a thorough bystander.

"Michaela, your purpose should not be him."

"- Eh. It was."

"I'll take this boy, so Michaela, take that one."

"Wait!"

Laurenz interrupts the lead conversation of the Magic Division.

"Aren't you guys after me?

"Sure, you are an end too, but that's not everything. Come on, let me handle the rest."

A low voice of martial bones responds to Laurenz, urging his superior officer.

Michaela glances at Laurenz,

"I hate nobles, but more than that - I hate royalty."

I unleashed my hate-stained voice and emotions.

"I won't let anything happen more than I've heard the words. If you want to chase me, kill me."

Friends are no longer in the hallway. I felt slightly relieved that I was in the school building.

All you have to do is not chase them and buy them time to get to the staff room, but there's some anxiety.

- The Royal Sorcery Division listens to the school? No, you should ignore it.

Michaela, who has let go of saying she hates royalty, knows where he stands. So while we're at it, we're going for it.

Even if it is not the action of the members of the Royal Sorcery Division. It's off track. Rebellion.

"Let's not get carried away with that. But... it's impossible for you to deal with both of us."

A man's low voice reaches Laurenz, who was staring at the traitors as he turned his thoughts.

The moment - an invisible heavy pressure poured down and fell to the ground without being able to resist one thing.

"... but..."

I can't even understand what happened to a sudden attack.

"Michaela, I'll take care of this place. No matter how many court magician candidates you are, you are still a child. It's not a threat."

"I thought so. Unfortunately, I'll leave this to you. But even the kid was chosen as a candidate for court magician - never be alarmed."

"Absolutely."

Michaela hits her heels and crosses Laurenz as she snorts at her best-thanking men.

"Ma, ma."

I don't care if you stretch your arms.

"Michaela, I won't let you stop me."

I can't get trampled by a man.

Staring at all the shooters doesn't make the pressing pressure go away.

Bite your back teeth and force them into your limbs.

"Guuuuuuuuu"

"Stupid...... even though I'm still pressing you, you want me to stand up"

Behind Laurenz's brain, who tries to move his body just smashing his back teeth, he was desperately exploring an invisible strategy of heavy pressure.

It's not gravity. Even ancient sorcery is impossible to manipulate such a thing.

Then what? Think, think. - The wind.

It's the wind when it comes to what is invisible in modern magic. Though there are earth attribute magicians like Jared, basically magicians, attributes break up on fire, water, wind, and earth.

The wind is what I don't feel, but the answer is simpler than being under invisible pressure. If it comes off, you just have to think about it again.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

It's not magic, it releases magic from your body as it is.

I could see the man who was stepping on his arm retreated.

If the wind is pressing from the top, you can just throw the magic back. It is a power move without thought, but I have fought with court magicians.

- Technology is important, but we need something simple and powerful in the fight.

It was the conclusion of Laurenz, who was not given even while chanting and who continued to be defeated by the earth with overwhelming force.