𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟑𝟑: 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥
There was some fuss about deciding who would manage the leftover alcohol and bottles.
Everyone should have been able to walk back to their rooms from the salon. I think. . .
When I returned to my room,
The maids were dressed casually.
It’s already time to sleep.
“I’m sorry, we got carried away with our conversation and it got late.”
“Um. . .”
The loli ran up to me, looking like she wanted to say something.
“What is it? Did something happen?”
“Thank you for today.”
The loli bowed. It was a kingdom-style bow.
“Hmm, well, such things happen. There are unreasonable things that even I can’t avoid. If there are comrades nearby who can help, it wouldn’t be a problem, but, well, it’s not always convenient.”
So, when was this conversation?
The loli replied in a bright voice.
Huh? Is it over? When was this conversation?
Well, whatever. Tomorrow is. . .
I collapsed onto the bed as I was.
When I woke up in the morning, I was in my pajamas.
Oh no, I don’t remember changing.
My uniform is wrinkle-free, hanging on the torso.
Hmm, I don’t smell like alcohol.
It seems my body has been wiped down.
Well, that’s fine.
The silent maids wiped my body.
I put on my uniform.
I head to the dining hall.
I eat breakfast.
Tea, bread, soup (salted meat and onions, herb flavor), and fruit.
The content and taste are the same.
I see, there might be people who get tired of this.
I put the fruit in the magic storage.
This is the second one.
We meet up and the three of us slip through the school gate.
We welcome a refreshing morning.
When I open the door to the classroom after parting with the loli,
It was the Third Reich.
“Salute to the Great Otto・von・Haedecker!”
I don’t quite understand, but it seems a new game has started.
“Good morning, gentlemen!! It’s a fine morning. But what kind of game is this?”
“Ha!! As for the Great Chancellor!!”
Robin-kun and all the other students are standing at attention and giving a Roman salute. That’s strictly forbidden in Europe.
“Hey, why? How did that game come about? Explain.”
“Um, there’s a rule that says anyone who destroys the Great Davis is superior to me!!”
“Oh, is that so?”
“Yes!! Worship me and surpass me!!”
“It’s Chancellor Davis’s words!!”
“As the one who surpasses Chancellor Davis! As a great man of glory in our magic class! You will become a legend that will be talked about forever!!”
I rub my temples.
This wasn’t in the game. . .
“Alright, I understand. That rule is invalid.”
“Eh? But, we were all about to become witnesses to history. That’s harsh.”
“You’ll see enough of it on the battlefield, there’s no need to rush.”
All the boys puffed up their chests.
“””So!! The legend was true!!”””
This is bad, everyone’s eyes are sparkling.
“So? Who’s this Davis?”
I made the wrong choice, all the students in the classroom were visibly disappointed.
The professor entered the classroom with a plummeting tension and it returned to a normal morning.
“Good morning, it’s rare to see everyone here.”
It seems sarcastic.
According to the school rules, being late five times results in a deduction, but it seems it has never been counted.
I was the only one who boldly declared and was late.
🔹𝔄𝔴𝔢𝔟𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰.𝔠𝔬𝔪 ― ℑ𝔫𝔡𝔲𝔩𝔤𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 “𝔡𝔞𝔦𝔩𝔶 𝔲𝔭𝔡𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔰” 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔵𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔰🔹
“Well, everyone did quite well in yesterday’s practical exam. I’m satisfied. And student Otto・von・Haedecker, what was that magic?”
I was suddenly instructed.
I stand up from my seat and speak.
“I’m not sure which magic you’re referring to, but the one that shattered the rock was Wind Cutter.”
“I see. But Wind Cutter doesn’t have that much power, does it?”
“Both Fireball and Wind Cutter basically just hit heat and air respectively. The trick is to gather enough to destroy the target.”
“. . .”
The professor looks like he has a headache.
“Well, both iron and rock melt with heat. The rock was shattered into pieces because the shockwave from the released air was effectively transmitted to the rock.”
“What is a shockwave?”
“It’s a vibration caused when something exceeds the speed of sound and air collides with air. It was generated because the expansion speed of the compressed and released air exceeded the speed of sound.”
I compress air about the size of a basketball in the palm of my hand and release it 2m above.
A loud “Paan!!” sound echoes in the classroom and the windows and doors vibrate.
The professor is startled, and the students around are also startled.
“Well, it’s the one that often comes out when you whip a whip vigorously.”
“Um. . . I’m Morris, I have a question.”
He raises his hand timidly. He’s a serious guy.
“It doesn’t seem like you’re chanting, but how are you casting magic?”
“As long as you can assemble the magic power, it will activate normally. I don’t do it because it’s not necessary.”
“That’s ridiculous. . .”
The professor mutters. I ignore him and answer.
“If you can assemble the composition according to the situation, you can adjust the power. Flexibility is required in wartime.”
Another female student raises her hand to ask a question.
“Um, what are the light ring and the light from both hands that you always emit?”
I don’t always emit them, do I?
“The ring and the light from my hands are different magics. The ring collects light and directs the collected light at the opponent to burn them at high temperatures. The magic from my hands accelerates heavy metal particles and hits the opponent.”
“Why do you always emit them at the same time?”
“The light ring is for dealing with enemies in blind spots. The magic from my hands can only be shot forward, but it has enough power to penetrate castle walls and can be fired continuously. The power of the ring is currently under improvement and can only skewer two enemy soldiers at most. I can’t control its power.”
The students are dumbfounded.
“Hey! Have I been targeted by that thing many times?!”
Shut up, Alex.
The professor calms the students’ agitation while rubbing his forehead.
“Alright, I understand. That, those two magics are prohibited from use within the school. If you disobey, you’ll be expelled. I’ll also get the principal’s permission.”
“I’ve already promised to teach it to a few people. . .”
“No! That magic will be put on the prohibited list. What’s the name of that magic?”
It’s a magic that doesn’t exist in the game.
“Well, I haven’t decided yet.”
“Since it’s not yet complete, I’m improving it to increase its destructive power and magic efficiency.”
“Original magic. . . It’s a magician’s dream. . .”
The professor mutters.
“What did you say?”
“No, it’s nothing. Anyway, it’s prohibited!! It’s too dangerous!”
“I understand. I will stop using it within the school.”
If I use it, I’ll be expelled.
Well, it’s fine if I can erase the witnesses.