"You're arriving at your destination today, aren't you?
"Oh, it looks like we'll be there in half a day."
Day 2 after leaving Quelles.
Looks like we'll be in the woods by the end of the day.
"There was nothing yesterday, and hopefully nothing until the end like this"
"Right. Well, it's like an area where you rarely encounter demons, and you're gonna be okay."
The place to head this time is close to the city, and there doesn't seem to be that much to encounter because there's no place for demons to live on their way.
The destination could have some demons, but even if they were there, they're all pretty weak demons.
I was anxious with a large number of escorts, but this is going to end with nothing.
"As soon as you say that, something comes along."
"Gu... I do, but I say things that make me anxious -"
As soon as Sisha started saying that, a red dot appeared in the corner of the map app she was looking at in the monitor glass.
"... Look, you're here"
"Wow, it's not my fault!
When I saw Sisha and said that, I waved and denied it was not my fault.
I don't think it's Sissy's fault... but it's perfect timing.
"In the meantime, I'll tell the teachers, so the Knolls stay alert behind me. If I don't think I can handle it, I'll send a signal, and then Nor will come forward."
Copy that, sir.
To tell you that there are demons ahead, I'm going to go to the teacher who leads the way.
At the end of the day, I'm going to ask Knoll and the others to remain vigilant and deal with the demons I'm going to encounter.
If it doesn't seem possible, you can call Knoll. Well, we're talking about no strong demons around here, so we should be fine.
"Excuse me."
"May I help you?
"It looks like there's a demon ahead, so please stop."
"Is there a demon!
I ran to the beginning and spoke to my teacher as I caught the gaze of the students moving in line.
And when I say there's a demon ahead of me, I start looking forward and looking for where he is.
"... I don't see it at all, but where the hell?
"He doesn't look like him now, but I think he'll be a little further. I know a demon somewhere away."
"I didn't know you could do that...... No, you're a B-rank adventurer."
It was also when Annelie, but the map app also shows demons that are some distance away.
So there are no demons at such a distance that they can be seen.
A teacher told the students that there was a demon and put them on standby on the spot.
I was hoping this would get the demon going in a different direction, but the demon is coming straight this way.
Looking in the direction that this was going to have to do with him, he finally approached the point where the demon could be seen.
Three round objects are formed by green spreads all over the body.
There's a tentacle-like spread from Uneune and his whole body, and it looks like he's using it to move on.
You're kind of a disgusting demon...... Trent too, but aren't demons around here just tentacles?
"That's... that's Tilps. If that's the case, I can handle it, so can I do it?
"Ah, yes. Then I'm on guard next to the students."
Admittedly, the teacher said he wanted to deal with him, and he walked out toward the demon.
Instead, I waited by the students watching over it.
The students are watching it quietly because teachers are going to fight.
Can we finally see the Battle of the Wizards of this world......
"Flama!"
A teacher who approached the demon somewhat shouted so, sticking out a wand about 30 cm.
Red light runs from the tip of the wand and its light reaches the ground close to Tilps.
Then the light turned to flames at once, and the three round tentacles were engulfed in flames.
Tentacles pop out of the flames looking for teachers, even though they are caught in a burning flame.
In contrast, when he waves the wand with a light hanging voice, a thinner light hits the tentacle than just now, causing a small explosion and playing the tentacle.
Continuing such an attack, Tilps burned out where he shot the same magic as the first, the second flama, or the tentacles that were stretching were extinguished with particles of light.
Oh, that's kind of a bright hand job.
This is what I imagined when I heard I was a magician.
Like Estelle. Yeah, it's still an anomaly to ash everything with one word.
It's very helpful.
"The magic is still amazing."
"Ha, it's an honor to compliment you"
Speaking to a teacher who's finished the fight, he's rubbing his head in the light.
The students, who were quiet until just now, were also bothered to talk to those around them as excited as they were to see his battle.
"When you use magic, you still don't scream magic names or anything, do you?
"Right. The flama I just used is intermediate magic, so I put my magic name in my mouth, but Ignis, who is a beginner, can use it with one hanging voice."
Because of this, I finally decided to listen to the part where I was watching the fight and wondering.
Was the flama you were saying earlier when you were fighting a magical name after all?
And it was Ignis and I who were gently waving the wand and striking out.
No, I kind of admire the fact that you scream and use magic names like this.
I'm kind of screaming when I use a sentimental bra, too.
Then I was wary that some other demons would not come, and since there was nothing, I decided to move on again.
"Hmm, teachers are amazing."
"You're only a magic school teacher, and you're strong after all"
"You're in a position to teach. It's no wonder you have the strength to do that."
Back to Knoll and the others, I told them what I said earlier.
It feels like a magic school teacher to deal with three of them lightly without ever being attacked.
It didn't seem like you were serious, and even a stronger demon opponent seems to work well enough.
"My teacher told me that when you use some magic, you say the magic name."
"Oh, yeah."
"Estelle's all right. Yeah, it's done, but how the hell are you doing?
"Right... which attributes to use is an image, no during strong magic! Medium magic time, yes! When it's weak magic, it feels like yes."
I've been doing what I imagined before. I asked Estelle what exactly it was like.
I know strong magic and weak magic, but what's the difference between strong magic and medium magic... we hear it all together.
"I don't really know the difference between strong and medium..."
"No, the momentum is different. Eh! And, yes! Is that right?
"Yeah, yeah, like that."
"I see, you do have a different momentum when you say it"
Then a few times I was asked about the difference in Estelle's hanging voice, and I did feel subtly momentum or awesomeness was different.
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"Now each one of you will have all the materials you need for your next experiment! We still have time to collect tomorrow, so don't rush to find it! And don't go too far away!
A few hours after we met the demon, around noon, we arrived at our destination.
The place grows trees with fruits of various colors, red and yellow, and black straight stretched grass on the ground.
The feeling of trees and trees is apart, kind of like a little orchard.
After the teacher pays attention to the students, a few hours is the time to collect, so the students are scattered within our reach.
I spend the night away from here before sundown and plan to return to Quelles tomorrow morning when I collect again for about half a day.
"Ho, you have a place like this."
"It's full of fruits! We're taking it, too!
"Those are fruits...... what is it?
"What do you think? They're all taking it, and it looks like some of that material is needed for the experiment."
When you look at the red fruit, it's like an apple, and the yellow fruit looks like a minkan.
There are even things like pink peaches and orange oranges that don't look like places where you can take things like you would use in a magical experiment.
Still, the scattered students recover the fruit one after the other, and also take the grass growing from the ground.
Things growing out of reach seem to be using magic to take them off.
When some of them pulled the grass off the ground, some grass had long white objects like radishes that were split into two parts below.
As soon as the student pulls it out, the second tip moves out and runs away from his hand to somewhere.
... That's grass to use with magical materials. Is that a subspecies of grass that screams when you pull it out?
Knoll sees the fruit hanging from the tree and decides it's a fruit and he's straining to take it.
When there's food involved, don't be tempted at once... but I've had a lot of apples and stuff for a long time, too.
"Whoa, this looks delicious. I'll have one - blah!?
"Then it exploded!?
There was a bright red apple like a true round that was just about to fit in the palm of my hand, so I grabbed it unintentionally.
At that moment, the apple exploded and juice and pulp overflowed from inside towards his face.
Hey, what the hell is this... I paint facial juice.
Oh, but it smells so sweet. It looks delicious if I eat it.
"That's Bombmi, you have to cut the pattern without touching the fruit and then take it off."
"Ah... Ma, Myra"
As I wiped my face, one of the students called out to us.
If you look at it, that's Myra.
Uh, I thought you didn't seem to get a chance to talk to Estelle like this, but you're here...
He accidentally slapped me on the shoulder, wondering what I was going to do.
Looking back, Estelle was smiling at me, slapping Myra in the face with a ton of her own chest like I told her to leave it to her.
So, are you okay......
"Are you Mr. Estelle?
"Yes, it is."
"Really... you..."
Myra is bigger, and to face each other with a slight look down on Estelle.
It's right in front of me, so I don't feel as hostile as before, but unfathomable Myra, and Estelle smiling with Nico.
Me and Knoll are a little scared of how it goes, and we'll look at each other and watch each other in silence.
"What can I do for you if I speak up?
"No, nothing in particular"
Oh, yeah.
I thought you were going to say something, and I say I have nothing to do.
What, I thought you'd say this when you met the person, but it doesn't look like it.
"I'm just wondering what Annelie is like because she's been talking so much fun. You're really small."
"Heh heh, you're no different."
"... bigger than you."
Myra frowned and looked a little uncomfortable as Estelle smiled back, saying something a little disgusting.
Kind of a quarrel...... atmosphere? But that's totally Estelle's pace.
It's impotent to beat Estelle with your mouth.
If I argue, I think I'm gonna get hit by a bump on the verbal offense and get my pillow wet.
"I heard you could use some awesome magic, but you're not going to see it this time. If it's true, I would have liked to have seen it."
"Heh, I want to see, my magic? Then let me see..."
"Yes, stop stop"
You thought you couldn't win by mouth, and now I told you to show me the magic.
Estelle was completely on board with it, putting up a cane and trying to take it out of the bag until the grimoire, so I held my hands from behind.
"Mmm, what are you doing, brother!
"You've done an absolutely fancy wizard now."
"Excuse me, I wouldn't do that. Brother, I was just trying to make a doll."
"Stop that..."
Estelle is protesting against me about what I'm gonna do with my legs fluttered.
If I let him do it like that, he would have launched even a beautiful fireworks anyway......
That's what I thought and restrained him, but apparently Estelle was trying to create Heihachi dolls again.
No, it's amazing, isn't it? It's definitely not what you're expecting.
"... sounds like you're interrupting, so excuse me"
"Oh, hey."
Myra, who was watching our exchange, looked at us with a slightly frightened look, then lowered her head and went back to collecting the material again.
There's no reason to let Annelie use the kind of magic she showed you in front of all these students and teachers, and this will be fine here once and for all.
I think it would improve somewhat if Annelie met the two of us even when she was around.
It didn't seem like he was actually that hostile when we had the conversation.
I had the impression that we were competing rather than hostile.
The first face-to-face meeting between Estelle and Myra thus ended, and I was asked to hold her until I was satisfied with the pumping and angry Estelle after this.