When She Becomes a Witch

My dress, my magic.

Once upon a time there was a queen executed by revolution.

Born as a princess of a country, she lived as a queen of a country, and died as just one woman stripped of her identity. Times made her unnecessary.

I wonder how the hell she felt about being put in a luggage truck and headed to jail.

Chloe Neulai thought that as she walked down the dark aisle of the arena.

A peripheral gaze, pierced by Chloe, who has come in a different outfit than can be described as a dress.

Curiosity, bruising, pity.

But wonder and Chloe's heart was calm.

Perhaps the queen of that tragedy felt this way at the end.

"Chloe......"

"Chloe, you know"

I saw my friend's face in the dark.

A pair of prominent pink hair Felicie and Aurelia, who have been scuffing less lately.

"Chloe... it's okay, is it?

Felicity worries about Chloe with a fine voice whose usual vigor is like a lie.

"It's nothing, like this"

"It's nothing, you don't... you don't..."

"Right."

Unexpectedly, I laughed small.

There's no way it's nothing.

My hair just hurried up earlier and put it together with strings.

What I'm wearing are sandals I borrowed from the school.

And the key demon curse outfit (Magic Dress) is such a substitute that it can't be called a dress.

Now we're going to take the final exam. You won't have to be Felicity to want to worry.

"It's time to go."

"Chloe......!

Bye, and gently wave away from the spot.

The pink hair I saw at the edge of my vision was trembling.

Soon, I saw the light outside.

Chloe walks towards the light without hesitation.

Come on, I'll show you. My dress, my magic.

The audience was on purpose.

Naturally.

Relative to the Witches of the Clinoline Dress, which became popular in the late nineteenth century, are witches who look like they've come out of ancient murals. It would also be natural to bother.

A witch wrapped around a crinoline dress with her skirt spread gracefully - Rebecca frowned, but with a voice that still seemed to cry, she said.

"I know the circumstances. And Riordo said," Don't bother. "

"Oh well. Aoshiro would say," You're a fool. "

Rebecca grabbed the pattern of the sun umbrella she had with a momentum that seemed to crush her.

"Chloe...... Chloe Neulai. You used to come out like that."

"Because this is my dress"

"That's not a dress. More for you."

"Still, this is the dress Souzillow made for me."

Chloe let her smile flutteringly as she rocked her hair.

"Believe me, even vitreous balls can be jewels."

Rebecca turned her eyes all over the words, and then she thought she was being teased.

"... I don't know what that means. Chloe."

"You don't have to know. 'Cause from now on, I'm going to turn the vitreous balls into gems."

Gently, touch the brooch of green vitreous fastened to your shoulders.

Chloe's words are metaphors, of course.

What we're going to do is fight for exams, but also to prove the words of the day to Aoshiro.

"Start!!

The referee's teacher's voice echoes.

Chloe quickly entered into chanting and motion to evoke magic.

This dress has only one main magic formation by demon curse embroidery and another spare.

The power itself is not expected and the fuel consumption of magic is not good.

But ease of movement - i.e. only chanting speed is guaranteed. Anyway, it's a simple structure of a piece of cloth.

An excellent dress for chanting speeds but unsuitable for long fights.

Then I'll have to put a piece on it fast!

"The goddess was born and existed above the forehead of the Father God."

What spell to spin, that's what the dress tells you.

"The goddess, with wisdom and courage, has bestowed the blessing of battle."

The magic contained in this dress is the magic apparatus summons.

It's magic that also calls for magical tools that are inherited.

"Distinguished Goddess. The goddess of war, Pallas Athena. Even you, the spear..."

A mythical weapon and not an exception to that.

"It's just not for people to see, it's not for people to know their names."

It's literally the greatest magic Chloe can handle, with all her might.

That's what I can do now.

"Come on, praise the goddess of war. Let's call the name of Pallas Athena."

Chloe joins hands as she prays.

"Let us summon here now a spear whose name is unknown to the goddess of war!

Flash.

A blurry light appears in Chloe's hand that I can only describe as so.

That gradually grows and grows longer.

……

Chloe gently shakes' it 'with her right hand.

It felt like I was holding it, but it wasn't heavy. It shines like this, but the light never burned my eyes, and it's not hot.

The shape is a very common spear (spear) as far as you can tell.

"Is that... the spear of Athena, the goddess of war..."

"A Greek mythical goddess is a hateful performance"

"Having that spear in that figure sounds like it."

I can hear that from the audience.

But Chloe didn't even care about that voice anymore.

... Hey Aoi Shiro, are you seeing this right?

There's only one person Chloe wants you to see right now.

Only to my own partner (partner).

If this battle reaches his heart, that's fine.

Shake the spear to try. Once, twice, three degrees.

Then Chloe Neulai set up a spear with both hands that was unknown to the goddess of war.

"Come on...... I'm coming!