In addition to the school's main building, there is a library and an adjacent cafeteria.
　Basically, students living in the dormitories will have no trouble in their daily lives.
　The place where I came with the students was called the training ground.
　It is used for sword fighting and magic exercises.
　Under the guidance of Odds, I was confronted by twenty students.
Even though she was called the "Princess of the Sword," there didn't seem to be any special classes.
　In my opinion, the one that stands out in terms of ability is Iris, and the girl next to her with the languid expression.
　...... I believe her name is Aria. I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not. In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, you'll be able to find a lot more information here.
　On the other hand, I can see that Iris is concentrating hard, as if she is not letting her guard down even in a mock battle.
　Although I am younger than her, the fact that she seems to be serious is probably a sign that she wants to get rid of me as soon as possible.
　Well, it's more convenient for me, too.

I'll ask Dr. Odds to be the referee then.
"Oh, yeah.

　Odds nodded in confusion. Since I made such a suggestion, he might be on edge inwardly.
　To be honest, I feel bad about that.

I'll go first.

　Suddenly, a young man came out of the room.
　He was tall and well-built, and if I recall correctly, he was a student of swordsmanship rather than magic.
　He was the one who had interrupted Professor Odds earlier.

But first, we need to decide on the rules for the mock battle.
I don't need rules. The first one to fall loses......, that's it.

　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it. You can recreate the blade by putting magic power into it, and you can recreate the feeling of being slashed.
　The pain is weaker than in real life, but you can still feel the cut.
　The taller students put their magic power into creating the blade. The other students, including Iris, have no intention of moving.

"If you're going to be a teacher, you can use that. Here we go.

　Before I can answer, the taller student runs off.
　The sword he held up was a simple straight sword. It's a simulated sword that can change the type of sword it can produce, but he's probably simply good at it.
　There were no feinting moves. The taller student, coming straight at me, moved to intersect me - and fell to the ground.

"Where's ......?

　All of the students in the room have a look of surprise on their faces. Even more surprised was the student who had fallen.
　He didn't seem to understand what had happened.
　I just put my foot on him lightly.

"Well, the one who falls down loses. So, once again--
"Don't be silly!

　The taller student stood up and tried to come at me again.
　I put the blade of my mock sword under his neck.

......!
If that was a real fight, you'd be dead twice. Don't judge a man by his appearance - that's the first thing I can teach you, so remember that.

　The first time was on his back, which he slashed at the moment he fell - the taller student would have known he had been slashed. The second time, now, it would have been easy to decapitate him.
　He spun around and faced the students.
　I could see them gasp and look at me. I was going to be more flamboyant and obvious, but it had to be done.

Well, let's get back on track and explain the rules. If you can land a blow on me, you win--and I'm not going to go through the trouble of taking on each of you individually.

　I hold up my mock sword and look at the students. And then.

"Come on, all of you. That's as good as it gets.

　--I said.