Virtuous Old Man, SSS-Rank is Confirmed in Your Next Life

Before I went back to Carlisle's mansion, I came to magic school.

I don't have the class I have today, but instead, I'm promising to meet with the kid I'm teaching personally.

He flew from Hawthorne's mansion to the magic school, and after landing, he headed to the place where the child waited on foot.

The creek flows, a short distance from the school building.

There was Shaomai May, who grew up a little.

"Dear Alexander!

Shaomai looked up and happily called my name.

"Sorry, I guess I waited"

"No! I just got here too - not! I was doing Alexander's homework, so I'm perfectly fine."

Shaomai hastily re-worded.

Long, glossy brunettes, adorable looks, and just a little bit of a small animal tick personality.

Two years after we met, she was 12 years old, and she had hardly changed.

"Well, let's get started with today's class"

"Yes!"

She's the only student I teach personally.

"You said you've done your homework, then show it to me"

"Yes!"

Shaomai answered with momentum and then closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The next moment, when I opened my eyes cuttingly, Shaomai was no longer a small animal.

With tremendous concentration and an impatiently serious face, he slowly releases his magic with his hands together.

The same guy I did yesterday in front of 300 students, releasing magic like smoke.

The magic Shaomai emits was clearly shown to be dim.

"- Sooo."

Shaomai took a deeper breath, and the magic to release was interrupted.

When it's pale to be interrupted, and when it's thick to be serving.

Shaomei only served when it got thicker than a certain amount.

"- Sooo!"

And breathe deeper.

The interval between interruptions was even greater.

The only time I'm serving it is when it's thicker than a certain amount.

After finishing all the way through, Shaomai inhaled his breath deeply, stopped releasing his magic and looked at me.

"What do you say, Master Alexander?"

"It's perfect. Normal Mupapato soaks up more than 95% of the place and uses magic, but Shaomai can only choose more than 97% to use it now."

"Is it true!

"Yeah. Did I ever lie to Shaomai?

"-!"

Shaomai was surprised for a moment and then shook his head with a pull.

"Considering the amount of magic and efficiency in the Mpapato ceremony... yeah, Shaomei is already the best wizard in this magic school"

"Is it true!

"Yeah. I'd still be ahead of you if I were Shaomai's age, but by the time I graduate, I'll be back everywhere. I promise."

"Thank you......"

Shaomai smiled joyfully with her hands against her chest.

Flowery smile. If a stranger sees it, he won't look very much like the best wizard in magic school.

I was as happy as I was about Shaomai's growth.

Such joy, but not long before it dips into the aftertaste.

"Sir! Sir!

"Yeah?"

"Please help me, Principal!

All of a sudden, boys a few years older than Shaomei changed their blood phase and hung up on me.

"My room..."

In front of the ice-soaked door, Shaomei was out of line.

The boys brought me to a magic school dormitory.

In this magic school, which becomes a wartime fortress, all the students are made to live in dormitories - dormitories.

Naturally, there's no point in just having boxes and no contents. The contents are all dormitories to make sure they are always there.

Shaomei was no exception.

The Shaomai room is ice pickled for some reason.

"What do you mean... eh"

You brought me here, I saw the boy who ran into me for help.

He's about 16, and he's a boy who feels like a mess.

"I say Patrick, Principal"

"It's you, Patrick. What's this all about?

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I accidentally broke out here with a study magic guide sent by my parents."

"I see."

"Please, Principal, I will be left alone with the other teachers. I've heard rumors about the principal, will you manage to melt this ice?"

"... right"

I looked at Shaomai.

The boy doesn't have any edges or itches, but he's in trouble with Shaomei, who froze the room, so I have to help him.

Incidentally, the noise was gradually getting louder.

The students who live in the same dormitory say, "What's going on? ♪ I've come together. ♪

It's not good this way, we have to hurry.

"Then I'll melt it. Patrick, you and Shaomei, stay back."

"Okay!

"Yes!"

As the students moved away from the icy door, I approached the other way around and gently touched the ice.

It became a magic guide, so he analyzed the magic contained in the ice and conveyed its properties to the stone of the wise man.

What simply doesn't dissolve with the magic of flames is that something like this with a magic guide sometimes has something like a curse on it.

Because in that case, if you don't follow the correct steps when melting, all of the ice can collapse.

The decision was correct.

The answer returned from the sage's stone is to inject ultra-high purity unattributed magic.

In the magic of flames, it was only absorbed in reverse to increase the strength of the ice.

That's what it is.

Whilst relieved, it begins the necessary magic.

The Mpapato formula should be used to instantaneously produce a high output of 120%.

Humans can go beyond their limits, they can't do it anytime, anywhere, but they do have moments that go beyond their limits.

Find your limits by using the Mpapato formula with even more precise detection than what you taught Shaomei.

It existed in just a few moments less than a tenth of a second, so it released magic all at once to go with it.

Ultra-high purity, unattributed magic.

Magic is the ice pickled door - and sucked into the room.

In an instant, the ice disappeared without a trace.

"All right, this should do fine."

I turned around, and I hope Shaomei was horrified, but with Patrick dying - I saw him flashing with momentum that seemed like his chin was coming off.

"What's wrong, Patrick?"

"You're lying... because you melted the permafrost?

"... Patrick, what were you up to?

"What... ah"

I narrowed my eyes because of the strange reaction, dropped the tone of my voice and inquired.

Patrick blued.

Apparently it wasn't just an accident.

Principal's office, Ethan told me about it from Patrick.

"I wanted to trouble His Highness the Vice Emperor," I confessed.

"Me?

"Yeah, I'm busy doing principals and teachers for my kids. Besides, I didn't seem to like the fact that everyone was talking about getting a job at the vice emperor's house."

It's a resentment.

"So let's fake the permafrost of the Magic Instrument we retrieved as just ice and make it laugh because we didn't melt it. My buddies are spreading rumors and other boarding house students are calling me as a spectator."

"What do you mean, permafrost?

"It's a permanently frozen magic that no one has melted in people's hands in the past hundred years. It is used to preserve the bodies of loved ones who have disappeared because they never dissolve in human hands or nature."

……

Ethan looked at me with respect.

Than that...... was that ice such an amazing thing?