It was Fiona who let out a faint scream.
　The fear that had risen from the back of her throat rather than her voice made her spit her mouth out for a moment.
　Perhaps she could only perceive the series of Arth's actions that had unfolded in front of her, to the extent that something had crossed her.
　It was also the cold wind that came late that made her think so.

　She immediately tried to run to the main one, but the hand of such a girl was pulled in the exact opposite direction of her progress.

''Da~me.''
Alice-senpai...

　She looked back with an anxious gaze, but Alice's expression was the same as usual. Her calm and meek expression was not smiling. Still, it seemed to remove the anxiety of the viewer.
　After seeing that, I couldn't imagine shaking Alice's hand forcefully.

'It's okay, trust me when I say it's okay. It's a character that doesn't take the time to do anything unnecessary. But since we are going to the trouble of spending our time like this, it will not be wasted. To Fiona and the others.

　That's true, Fiona thought. Even if you don't want to talk about personality, it's strange that the first place would spend time with a stranger they don't know like this. It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get a good idea of what's going on, but it's also not natural for you to be hesitant if it's an underclassman and a chick who's just starting out on the path of magic.

　So I think, it was the main one that provoked the provocation.
　I was unlucky enough to buy that, and I was first in line, that's all.

　So I felt like this wasn't the kind of hand-solving that Alice is talking about.
　Main, who was blown up without even being able to passive, still got up quickly thanks to the replacement system. A crimson streak flowed around its mouth, indicating that it was more powerful than when it was hit earlier.

''Blood...!

　Fiona spoke up reflexively.
　I just hit him. A fist clad in magic power is not inherently a mere blow and one that shows a significant change in power.
　Therefore, if it was just a blow that didn't even wear magic power, the current blow would have knocked it out for sure. At the point when the main was able to stand up like this, the magic power should have clearly passed through that palm strike.

''After all, what's the holding back? That was........

　Fiona looked at her main wound and unconsciously spat it out, she didn't need AWR in the first place. Such a thing was something that he didn't even need to pull out against an underclassman or even spare the magic power to consume.

　'This is wrong,' she couldn't squeeze out the courage to step out even if she said so, nor could she squeeze out the courage to stop it. It would be impossible for the current Fiona to shake off Alice's hand. On the contrary, somewhere there was a part of her that wanted to believe Alice's lines.

　Seeing the girl, Alice pulled herself up to her own body so as not to let go of the somewhat dangerous child. Although her leg was hurt from the earlier training, it was easy to endure that much.
　Normally, she would have held her in her arms, put her hands on its head and stroked it around. Now, however, the majority of the intent was to restrain her.

　Because, this is something that the underclassmen will never understand. What Ars is trying to do is very different from the guidance that he sees with his eyes and feels with his skin. It's not simply about being able to use magic well or training in melee combat.
　So it was also something that only Alice and Tesfia, who felt it in their bones, could understand.

　To tell the truth, it was terribly frightening. Of course, it's also because it's Ars. He looked as terrifying as the leopard he usually knew. But it wasn't until it was over that I realized it.
　That he was trying to lead me to the same place he was. So now Alice could understand what he was seeing, as much as she hated it. At the same time, she was glad that he was finally opening up to her.

　It was difficult to explain that well to the girls, who knew nothing about it.
　But right now, Ars is trying to make up for what they are lacking in teaching the underclassmen. The price of teaching skills and superlative knowledge is insufficient when it comes to Ars, in particular.
　Because they were given direct guidance, both Tesfia and Alice should have known that they were lacking.

　Nevertheless, he couldn't actually communicate that well to them and hesitated to teach them the reality. That would mean changing their values.

　Especially this time, the new students didn't have any extracurricular lessons in the outside world.
　So at least, Alice knew that she shouldn't let Fiona mess with them until this instruction was over. Maybe that was atonement for not being able to tell the girls.

　Alice didn't even realize that before long, the power to hold Fiona was stronger than she needed to be.

'It's not like I'm meddling at all. Should I have at least let her faint?''
'Hahaha Loki, that's as good as it gets.
Because I was originally supposed to be the one to watch the training, you know?
Well, you've done a lot of training in the outside world, haven't you?
''Yes, but we're mainly dealing with demons, and after all, there are some things we can only produce on the training grounds!

　Alice replied dryly to Loki in such a way. Even the exchange between the two of them didn't even make the girl trapped in the arm's prison even listen.
　Loki, with a darker shade of disappointment, turns his gaze back to Ars as if he's given up.

　-- Would you say it was a fondness for things or a whim -- no, it was just meddling. Perhaps it was, as a man, right?

　With that question in his chest, Loki found himself liking Ars like that. Even though he knew it was too late.
　And yet, he felt a small jealousy tingling deep in his chest that was pleasant.
　It wasn't about losing time, or going out of his way to unravel a lower-class student he didn't know well.

　Because even Loki could read the adoring emotions that the boy, who was called the main one, had - and where he was headed. It is possible that Ars noticed this and meddled with it.
　If you think about it that way, there's nothing strange about having a jealousy or two in Loki's mind.


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　Maine was blown away and quickly got up.
　He kept his consciousness in the midst of the momentum, resisting the impact and finally not letting go of his AWR.

　He wiped his mouth uncomfortably and wiped it once with his sleeve, taking a glance at his own blood that had taken over. Still, Main regains his sword firmly and reasserts himself with a firm will.

　--A little too lazy?

　Even though it was the lowest value, Ars had to focus on the amount of magic, not the amount of magic. It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　And once again, I look at the magician's chick called Maine.

　--I'm not going to be the only one who's been in a position to do that. Is the flow the same?

　Because Tesfia and the others taught it, the magic power granting itself seemed to be somewhat better than the girls at the time. That alone would be a quality that would allow him to pass the line as a magician - because he was an ignorant boy who didn't know anything.
　Just like Tesfia was, magic power is obedient to a mind that does not yield to anything.
　Still.

　--Five figures for goodness sake.

　The boy who was called the main one, his bodywork, the flow of magic power, and the rankings that I would guess from those overall. To be honest, anything more than that is indistinguishable, even as expected from Ars. It is not surprising that it is said to be a six-digit number.
　It's a very good idea to be able to have a good time with them.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with your friends and family.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.

　A full-bodied blow.
　The sword that was poured with such full strength.

''-----!

　The back of Ars's hand, which doesn't even look directly at him, played him off as if he were a small fly.
　If you only look at Ars's movements, he just snapped his wrist as if he were knocking. And yet, the full force sword that Maine swung down was flicked at a right angle as if pulled.