Eventually it was time for the opening ceremony.
Put on a secret society black pointed mask and I'll go outside. By the way, Serlia seems to be a demon so she can keep it that way, but because of this, she wears it.
But I hide my face, and I'm wearing highly exposed clothes, and this makes me feel bad... I wouldn't even point that out because it sounds like a hentai.
Knocking on the next room, Mary came out in a mask.
"Hi Franz, Celia. Was there anything in that room?
"Yeah, there he is. Serlia found it for me."
"I knew it. That must be part of the training, too. I guess whoever's been badly hit without being able to find him will freak out and go home."
And I slipped in the hallway with a fresh-style man running with half a cry.
"There's a man with an axe! Can you stay in such a cursed mansion!
After that, I was mistaken for a new graduate girl.
"A mysterious monster appeared that wasn't supposed to be painted in the painting! Something's wrong!
"Oh, there's nothing to be afraid of. Ladies and gentlemen, you must be Awathenbo."
Serlia just said. No, because that's the Demonic gaze...
"Apparently even a lesser number of trainees are going to be squished more with this. Oh, boy."
Mary was headed to a room with an opening ceremony in an overwhelming veteran style that she would never be a rookie.
The opening ceremony venue was a reception room with the piano in the next room.
Clearly, it's narrow. But there were only four people coming, except us. In other words, there are not a total of ten.
With this number, it's just fine with the breadth of the correspondence. Pull the sofa out of the way, get extra chairs so we can all sit down.
But at this rate, things are not going to happen at the opening ceremony... Don't tell me what it's like to kill each other with the rest of us...
After a while, came a mysterious demon clan with his whole body covered in white hair.
I can't even see my face. What a demon tribe, huh? The common demon tribe is looking into their professional patterns, but they have a form that they have no idea of.
The demon clan stands before us.
"Kohon, I'm the president of the Black Magic Society," Ezelred of Incineration. "Be familiar and call it incineration."
No, that's where you tell me to call you Ezel Red!
"Not a demon, by the way, but a human being. If I hadn't cut my hair because of black magic, I'd have grown too long to look like this."
Rather, you're more of a demonic form than a demon...
"Now, I'm sure all the newcomers know that the world of black magic has become remarkably exhausted after entering this industry. Black magic is pushed by good white magic and destructive and easy to understand red magic."
I knew you were the chairman, so you start with these stories.
"Some of the harm is that we even employ people who have no qualities at all. So I did a little trick in the room to kick out the beginner too. The thirteen people who have fallen off want to reflect again and participate in the next training."
Thirteen people were surprised in that room, and they ran away... As little as I have left. What? I'm glad Serlia's here.
"Black magic is a particularly elusive part of it. When you do it with halfway knowledge, it's magic that invokes The Fathers of Nameless Nightmares, or something life-threatening. So training can't be done without someone with some knowledge."
That dangerous being, he's calling it in!
"Well, not yet for all the newcomers, such as enough knowledge to invoke such a horrible existence. (laughs)"
No, I'm calling it in. I live together.
"One day you'll be wizards enough to summon the famous Nightmare Fathers."
He said he's already summoned you!
No, President Kerkel said the training was okay or something, but I wonder if this is the case.
But there are still many challenges.
At times like this, I, you know, float around with a last-minute launch or something. Even at the school festival at the magic school, I was floating at the launch party. I don't get any communal skills in places like that just because I'm serious about my classes.
"So shall I declare the meeting open in advance? - In the land of secluded people, we wrap our pitch black in place of clothes (well) and gather the sorcerers, and paint this sky with joy and fear!
Suddenly, the chairman of the white toy's voice gets heavier.
The lights in the room disappeared all at once.
I wonder if I can go home alive before my communal strength......
"- Yes, the opening declaration is over, so everyone can take off that mask whenever they want. I'll take a break for ten minutes, so leave the bathroom for now."
Also, my voice switched to something swallowing, and I lit the lamp fire.
What the hell, what's that...
The mask is hot and painful, so I thought I'd take it off, but the other trainees are wearing it. Do you still want to put it on? I don't want to float with one person acting different.
"Hey, Franz. What kind of person summons the" nameless nightmare ancestor "?"
Mary said in a slight voice.
"Mary, you look like a lot of fun..."
I'll go to the bathroom during the break.
Anyway, I have no idea how many hours I'm going to do next. That's black magic training, is it secrecy or is the program not handed out?
But President Kerkel said there was a barbecue or something. Is it really there...?
I hope the next time isn't about reviving a horrible cult ritual.
So, it was the next time. Also the chairman, "Ezelred of Incineration", showed up.
"The first program is in pairs, it's introductory time. Guys, it's like telling them who you are."
You've got a very normal one!