It should be said that the action Ars took was still the same. At least it was a lecture for Tesfia, that was for sure.

　There are many ways to deal with it. I just chose the one closest to Tesfia from the numerous ways to deal with it. Apply the existing magic and build a new magic from it.

　The chains I grabbed matched the place where I released the [Permanent Freezing Realm 《Nibbleheim》].

　The unstagnant magic power spread over the ring of chains, making the reduced magic formula glow with power.

　Ars dared to cancel the highest level of magic that required a multi-step configuration in the middle of the process.
　It should have originally followed the construction of the magical formula. The composition stages were indeed ruminating in Ars's brain. The reason he cancelled it in the middle was to tweak the composition after that.
　He didn't change the basic magic formula, which is the ice system, but took over the composition of the magic formula in his brain that was discontinued because of the cancellation.

　It would be accurate to describe it as degenerating [Nibbleheim], which will rewrite the world. From Ars's point of view, though, it was only a difference in usage.

　Theoretically, I don't see any elements that would fail.

　I raise the knife I was swinging down with a slow motion. A glittering, crystalline substance was released from the tip of the cut.
　It touched the air and changed its shape into a crisp, crispy mist and greeted the sulfuric acid.

　The difference in mass was isolating and unreliable to intercept.

　Nibbleheim's instantaneous freezing would repaint the world and cover a wide area. In contrast, the misty crystal grains released by Ars were limited and contained a chain of elements.
　Nibbleheim's composition is held together with liquefied nitrogen and compressed into crystals using a combination of magical power.
　It is amplified and diffused by collision with the object.
　As a result, at the same time as the collision - immediately after touching it - immediately after the crackling and strange noise, it eroded as if it were riding over and swallowed the sulfuric acid in reverse. The fierce momentum froze the sulfuric acid in the blink of an eye.

　This phenomenon, this magic, Tesfia did not know. I'm not going to be able to use ice system magic, which is my aptitude, regardless of whether I can use it or not, but it covers all magic names. Of course, he was supposed to have been a master at that phenomenon. It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more information on this topic. It cuts out the moment it spits out like a statue, and time stops.

　Since the root of the demon's life activity is in its nucleus, if this nucleus is not destroyed, it will not cut off life.
　So, if we leave it in place, it will probably wake up one day. Although Ars has no intention of doing so.

　This is what positioned this magic as a degenerate form of Nibbleheim. Nibbleheim's flash freezing is described as freezing (...), but in fact it cuts off life down to the nucleus of every cell. Instead of putting them on ice, they are swallowed and assimilated as one piece of ice.
　So the crumbling demon's body doesn't decay, but returns to its magical power as ice.

　The statue is still spitting out a huge icicle from its mouth.
　Ars got on top of what was sulfuric acid.

''.............Boring.''

　The pitch-black eyes glared at the demon emotionlessly through the holes in the mask.

　To Tesfia, its robed back looked pensive. And the sound of his voice, which even made him fearful, was indifferent.
　Such a difference in dimension. He had once said that he might catch up with them one day, but the difference in power was too suspended and far away.
　No matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to slaughter a demon so ruthlessly without showing even a shred of hatred. His fight seemed to be devoid of any emotion at all.

　Ars slowly walked across the ice bridge and raised his knife as he reached the demon's eyes.

　He wasn't within reach with his actual sword blade, but such things were trivial to Ars.
　The knife he swung down formed a long magical sword from the tip and cut the statue in two.
　A section of it, a crack in the core jewel-like object inside, immediately broke apart with a crushing sound.

　As soon as Ars jumped down from the icicle, the statue dissipated, and I could see that it did indeed contain the residue of the demon, like ashes.

'Solidarity,'

　As he announced that, Ars grabbed two rings of chains as if he wasn't finished yet.

''202, 203 chain style [Real Trace], [Auto Heights]

　All of the chains are coated with magical power and Ars throws them off with great vigor. Beyond that, there were no visible demons.

　The chains were pulled with great force and the knife ran as if to weave through the gaps in the forest trees.

　The autonomous tracking type of magic was made possible by using two types of magic together. Neither of them was much magic.
　First of all, the length of Ars's chain is 100 meters at most (not all of them are engraved with magical formulas), and in order to compensate for that, the chain is duplicated with [Real Trace], and the chain continues to chase the target it has set without interruption by making the magic power materialize as a real thing! --until Ars's magic power runs out.

　Then, the demons captured by Ars's field of view (...) in 【Auto Heights】 are autonomously annihilated. Incorporating coordinates, the demons are hunted down by the demon's unique magical wavelength until they die. Because of the distance between them, they couldn't incorporate the location of the nucleus, but the wavelength itself emanates from the nucleus, so they will be eradicated even if it takes some time.

　This is a technology that is widely known as a summoned beast, spirit animal, and messenger. If you sculpt them as magic and build in a certain amount of autonomous programs, you can do the same thing.

Let's go home.

　A blunt, blunt thing to say.
　But Tesfia's response was a question in a completely different form. Perhaps the fact that there were no deep wounds was a benefit, but his consciousness was clear.
　It's no wonder that if a magic he didn't know about was presented to him, it wouldn't be strange if his curiosity was aroused as a magician.
　And moreover, it's the ice system.

''What was that...?''

　The straight eyes seem to have recovered a lot. The reason Tesfia was incessant was not due to damage in the first place. Since most of it was due to the depletion of magic power, it is likely that the magic power has returned due to a little rest.

　Her complexion was much better than before. Rather, it's a little reddish.
　Tesfia's mind was aroused by the first time she saw magic that had nothing to do with her. But before she could spin beyond that, she stared straight at Ars.

　Her mouth was drawn tightly together as if she were holding something back, as if the threads of tension had loosened. Her hands are shaking now. My core emits a thin chill as if I'm alive.

''Huh~''

　A breath forced out in a trembling throat, followed by a thin voice that rang out.

''Thank you...''
Hmm?

　The prone voice is hard to hear, and I listen back.　

'So, thanks!'

　Tesfia's expression was slightly reddish and swollen as she looked up at the buck. It could be taken as if she had finally spun out words of thanks. In fact, it could be so. Even though Tesfia was grateful, she felt the embarrassment of putting it into words.
　And yet........even so, the words that had to be conveyed were spun naturally.

'Thank you for helping not only me, but everyone,'

　It was a sunny, fresh smile that left no room for a single thought.
　You can also make a face like this. The corners of her mouth lifted under the mask as if she were suspended, wrapped in the warm air that she emitted from the side of Tesfia, which is always a Buddha's face, and Ars was also enveloped by the warm air she emitted.

''.........What's that?''

　If you look at it, below you, Tesfia was doing it and pointing a buoyant sign at Ars.

'I was able to fight properly against a demon too.

　'So that's what it is,' said Ars, gripping the two fingers held up for a buoy sign.

'Don't get carried away with this. But, well, it's a pass.

　Yeah? Tesfia breaks her face with joy. The grabbed fingers move directly to her palm to pull her hand.
　She stands up with the momentum of the pull and is quick to do so.

'So, so what, but... the magic from before...'

　Ars wondered which magic she was referring to. Neither of them were worth hiding, and since the ice system magic was used for her, it wasn't too stingy to reveal the seeds.

　Tesfia saw the confusion on his face.

''What you froze in an instant just now...[Nibbleheim] wasn't even...''

　Inevitably, the denial of one of them, even though she had trouble expressing it, narrowed the target to one.

　I was honestly surprised that she simply knew the magic name that belonged to the highest rank. I had thought that she wouldn't seem to be very smart, at least not very smart, but it seemed that I would have to change that - mainly with an upward revision.
　His astonishment turned to concern, and at the same time he touched his finger to the mask's chin, as if on purpose, and thought about it.


"Hey!　It means new magic, right?

　Perhaps she was dimly aware of it, but there was no delay in her reaction. In that sense, Tesfia could understand the need for advanced knowledge in order to create new magic. But that's all I know. The majority of magicians don't even understand the meaning of the magic formula.



　His voice was spun in a squirming, downcast manner. The fact that he used the honorific language conveyed that he was very sincere. Perhaps aware of his lack of moderation, he is gradually turning red to his ears.

　At the very least, I could tell that he was enthusiastic.

'In the meantime.......more importantly,' Ars's gaze shrank and was directed at the group in a dumpling state.

　Tesfia seemed to have figured out what the priority was, and he couldn't deny his regret, but for now, he put it to one side - though half of his thoughts were haunted by the new magic - and told them the fact that he was saved. I wobbled up on unsteady legs for the sake of it.

'We're all good now,'

　The voice was as bright as it could be, though it seemed to be barely able to stand.
　The first member of the group who didn't faint is the female student who raised her voice in astonishment.

　The female student looked up at the gentle sound of his or her voice, though it was strong.

''.........''

　The tears must be blurring my vision. I shake my head around him repeatedly to see for myself.

'I'm fine now,'

　She stared at Tesfia's hand that gently touched her shoulder, then hugged her and buried her face in it as if it had broken a dam.
　A caged sob leaked out, and despite wobbling, Tesfia supported her firmly and rubbed her hands on her trembling back.

''Well, what do we do with this guy?''

　Ars indicates by poking the unconscious Cubsol with his knuckles and toes with his head. This is the second time I've come face to face with this guy.
　He was a third year student who was at the head of the faction that offered the Chancellor a change of placement.

'Alright!　Let's leave this one behind.
Hey...

　Tesfia was momentarily disconcerted by Ars, who cut her off as if it were a matter of course, and was unable to immediately raise her voice.
　It's hard to tell down to the expression beneath the mask, but there is a coldness that dwells at the edge of the joking words that could be done.

　In fact, Ars had intended to do so from the beginning.

''Wait, no matter how much........''
Either way, it's a pain in the ass to transport this thing.

　Tesfia felt like a strange measurement of the balance. Cubsol's life was tilted toward hassle, between the hassle of carrying it and the hassle of carrying it.
　If you consider what he did, though, it would add up to more than just hassle.

'It's that guy's fault we're in this mess, and that's exactly what we'll be wasting if we die.

　The reasons I came up with on the spur of the moment, and maybe they are legitimate, but I feel like I'm teetering on the edge of my own teeth. I suppose it depends on how one interprets atonement.
　For example, if someone commits murder, it is a common thought that they will live and pay for it. However, Ars prefers death to death.
　It's quicker that way.

"Is that the way it's going to be...?

　It was a sentiment that Ars didn't understand, but he was aware of the values that were far from normal, and he accepted it, although he was not exempt from it.

　If a member violates an order by going out into the outside world, it's a natural punishment. That is treason against humanity. If there is evidence, it is a serious one that can be punished with an immediate condemnation on the spot. There is a degree to everything. Cubsol's actions are certainly not a crime worth dying for, but if you can at least leave him alone....

(With any luck............................or die.)

'And...I don't know...I don't know...well, I don't know... ...But,

　Tragic or regrettable, he knows what Tesfia's words are, which are neither of those.
　It's even said that mages are bound by rankings. Means like this one can't be overlooked, but they are dogmatic in order to improve their rankings.
　Without needing to be told by Ars, Tesfia herself is twice as obsessed with her ranking as anyone else. It's even more so when you're a nobleman.
　It's not easy to put into words, but I felt something similar to the person I was a little while ago.

　At least Ars thought it was something like pity.
　So he took over what he said afterwards.

'Maybe this guy is no longer good as a magician.

　It means you are branded as defective. Discriminatory language does not mean that there is discrimination.
　However, there is still a difference in perception between a magician who goes to the front lines and a magician who goes to the front lines. That's where the contempt and inferiority lies, that's a fact.



　Suddenly there was a cracking sound of leaves scraping, and Tesfia braced herself.
　A girl with hair like silver thread lands dangerously as a girl with silver thread-like hair emerges from the sky as if jumping out of the grass.

'Loki?'
Excuse me. I mean, it's a bit...

　Loki couldn't stay for long as Ars was on his way and time was ticking away.

'Sorry, you forgot to report it.
No, if there's nothing else.

　Loki, patting his chest, seemed to be relieved of the anxiety that was building even though he knew it was okay.

'The extracurriculars are over. All groups have already met and are moving on to the next exercise.
Okay.

　Ars places a hand on Loki's head as a compliment.
　The girl tightens her cheeks, which seem to loosen up as she tries to keep her expressionless face when she comes to herself by having another person here.

''The demons around here have been wiped out.
"It was Master Arth, of course, with his chain running through it.

　I nodded my head and switched.

How many are on their way?

　It was abrupt, but Loki didn't have time to think about it before he answered immediately.

'Three squads are on their way, sir.
All right. You're in charge.
Yes!

　Loki folded his waist in condescension. The reason it was neat and dainty was probably because that uniform didn't have a single stain (...) on it.

　Ars brushed Loki's shoulder with a dumbfounded face. The lush leaves slid down.

''Oh, thank you.''

　Ars didn't say anything. Because I thought that was how much of a rush it was.

'So, to continue what I said earlier...'

　It wasn't that she didn't like the fact that she was alone in the mosquito net. The magic used in front of her also bothered her, but Tesfia was painfully aware of how ignorant and shallow she had been.
　Maybe this was paranoia, but she regretted that she hadn't been able to stop Cubsol. Maybe she had underestimated the horror of what was called the outside world.
　A helpless person in the unknown world. I feel like that's where the art of defeating the demons Ars says is probably there.

　Ahead of time, I rushed the answer that was vague first. It can be said that my eagerness to learn has backfired in this area.

'What?'

　Ars was pulling on the chain of the knife that told him he had been eradicated. He returned to his scabbard at breakneck speed.

''So ... that magic ...''

　He bristled at Loki's eyes, or maybe he was resistant to asking for a lesson.

　Ars didn't ask back just because he was expecting it, either.

'It's tricky when the others see us, too.
I'm not going to run away from you like that.

　Tesfia, who firmly grabbed Ars's robe, was stubborn to let him go.

''It can't be helped Loki, I'll take this guy.
'Hey!　Whew!

　There was a slight pause before Tesfia resisted as she was picked up in a side hug.
　She thought she had her arms around Ars's neck to keep herself from falling off, but she was suddenly struck with shame and held her small in front of her chest.

'I can walk on my own,'

　His floundering legs are weak and he would not be able to hurry even if he were to walk.
　Ars has no intention of returning at such a leisurely pace.

'If you want me to tell you, keep your mouth shut.

　It wasn't even a bargain. The child whose toys were taken away would obey honestly. A little pride was protected by folding their hands in front of their chests.


　The eleventh group of wounded were only grazed by Tesfia, and that was all that was left.


　The rest of the group, who were safely protected by the three squads and six men who arrived later, were not injured.
　However, the supervisor, Cubsol, was breathing heavily with a face so disheveled that it was hard to feel the dignity of a nobleman.

　In this commotion, the seven supervisors and the four members of the reinforcement unit acted on their own.......in other words, they defected. There were flaws on the part of the academy as well, but I'm sure they will be punished.
　It was also because of the trauma caused by it, rather than the damage caused to the first year students, which was no small amount. The failure to follow the cautionary advice is also a definite topping off.
　It should have taken some time for this dossier to be handed down, but the punishment was handed down sooner rather than later.
　Nevertheless, this must have been the case that the Chancellor had the most to think about in his extracurricular activities right now.


　Ars sprinted through the outside world with Tesfia in his arms. Along the way, I taught [Foggy Erosion [Mistrotain]] in a logical manner, but it's doubtful that she was able to understand everything.
　If there was any notepaper, she would have transcribed every single word. Did you convince her to reveal the magic formula to Tesfia and take care of it until it took shape?　And it felt strange to be in a position to teach, but for starters, he didn't ask any more questions.

　When I finished speaking, Tesfaye grabbed hold of Ars's clothes, turned red to her ears and muttered softly as she looked down.

''Thank you........''

　What it was to, Ars didn't ask a wild question about what it was, he just accepted it silently.