What...?

　The main astonished voice of what he had done was instantly interrupted by the intense pain.
　The sword from the bullet pulled at his body and his stance itself collapsed. The legs to stand on were entangled in search of the ground. Immediately after that, when the main foot was brought down to stomp on the ground, there was a stabbing impact in his own side.
　Without giving a moment's reprieve, Ars's left knee dug into the boy's body as if to puncture it without mercy.

''Guh!''

　Main chewed on his back teeth in a pain he'd never felt before. The hot breath that was coming up leaked through the gap between his teeth.
　The attack, reflected as a headache, came painfully as if it were running through his side. The first zinging of his brain seemed to pulsate, and in the blink of an eye, his sides, which had crossed the replacement value, began to ache like a fever. A moan escaped my throat slightly.

'You've got to be kidding me, at any price.'

　Ars looked down coldly at Maine, who was in the middle of the room and holding his side. If it was a small play, he could still be forgiven. But now he was goofing off and trying to work through the pain, as if he were in intense pain in his side. No, he's striving for it - despite the fact that his enemy, Ars, is in front of him.

　If the magic was inexperienced, then the excuse that it was because he was a new student would be acceptable. But what about this? It's a sign that you have no tolerance for this thing called pain.

It's a bit of a letdown, indeed. It's just that this year has been particularly bad.
"--Hey!

　The cold air created in the main hand. It was composed in a clenched fist 《cobushi》.
　Turning over, so as not to be realized, Main inhaled heavily to leap away the pain for a moment.

　Reacting instantly to Ars's words, Maine instantly built up his magic and raised his upper body. He could be denigrated as a coward if he wanted to take a shot at it. There's no way you can put away the power you believed in and honed by yourself with the two words "bad crop". So maybe this was just a willpower.

　There were only two magic that Maine could use now. One was [Arrow], the first level magic that everyone learns first. And the other is the magic that was barely mastered under the guidance of Tesfia.

　In the overhead vision, Ars's toes are reflected in the overhead vision. The distance inferred from that was well within range.
　He drew the sword he had stabbed into the ground to lean on and returned his wrist. I hold my breath and slash up from the lower level with all my strength.

　But the slashed sword was stopped in a flash before it reached its maximum speed. It was also catching the blade with the bottom of his foot as if stomping on it with his foot.

''No way...''
I hope you're lying.

　There was not an inch of time to be appalled. Still, perhaps the experience of being hit by the first blow was useful. The impact received did not produce a delay as serious as words.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for. It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　But that too.........

''--?
Am I right that this is another lie?

　The fingertips of his lightly opened hand had just touched the tip of the ice spine and made him hold it back. The ice spikes had stopped as if they refused to go any further.
　The sight of receiving magic in the flesh denied the superiority of the weapon of magic.

　Of course, Ars didn't receive it in the flesh, but it was still a natural reaction if his knowledge of the technique of magic manipulation was limited.
　The reason why he is under the guidance of Tesfia is that the boy has AWR - the magic formula that he has can be examined by looking at it.
　It was also easy to guess the magic system that could be conceived from it. If you ask me if there is a need to guess, it's probably not, though.

　Ars's magic power manipulation, if you define it as tightly as a magic sword, it would be impossible to break through with a lower level student. To that extent, the main magic power is pure and immature. The magic that is assembled from it is naturally vulnerable.

　The same is true from the rankings. It was even worse than Tesfia and Alice at that time (.......)

　--The chancellor recommended those two because they were really excellent?

　Ars's cheeks twitched a little, but that was inevitable. Although within the small framework of the campus, Tesfia and Alice were certainly talented enough to stand out from the time. I had felt a glimpse of it, but it was probably only really recently that it had blossomed.

''........!　Hey!　What are you nuts about?

　With a gulp and a light push of my fingertips, the ice spines disintegrate. The cruel sound of the crunching and shattering of the configuration returned the magic to the dust. By the time the shattered ice reaches the ground, it has all dissipated.

''Well, let's go then. Just focus on not dying.''
"...Ugh!

　A fist biting into his main abdomen. The pain was something I didn't realize until it ran through my body. If you were aware of being hit, or prepared to be hit, your muscles would naturally prepare reflexively to prevent it.
　But Maine didn't realize he had been hit until after he was hit. His body stiffened after being hit.

　Bending his body into a crouch, just as his knees were about to snap, Maine's body was pulled by his collar to prevent him from allowing it. His feet, which were seeking rest, would try to leave the ground against his will.

　As the body slides down the side of the main, Ars grabs the collar with one hand as it is.
　The main was thrown away with one hand as it was.
　Immediately after the slight feeling of floating, yet another blow was met with another kick to the abdomen. It is enough of an impact to give further acceleration to the body that was only released, and the body of the main was blown away in a straight line like an arrow that was released.

　In his dazed consciousness, Maine was still holding only regret. He knew that he could not win. It was also clear that it was not an easy condition to hit.
　Still, he had a little hope for himself. The only thing I won't do is give in to my thoughts. If he did so, his thoughts would help him.


　Without waiting for the collision with the wall, Ars kicked up his back as he passed the blown main with explosive speed. Again, at a right angle, Maine's body changed the direction of travel.
　Higher and higher, the momentum that was about to reach the lights stopped rising a few moments later.

　Main's vision was filled with such white light. Whether it was illumination or not was something he couldn't see now. It was just bright, and he was not blinded by that light pouring in from close range.

　The ascent had stopped and the boy was vaguely aware of the slight dwell time. He opened his thin eyes and his consciousness was filled with a sense of being lured into a dream.

　However, a shadow of a person jumped into his field of vision, masking such lighting. The figure's shadows were bathed in light from overhead, causing a dim outline to emerge.

　Ars jumped up, drew his feet almost to his head, and swung down on his heels in a half-circle.

'--!

　This was supposed to be enough of an achievement for Ars's plan. He didn't use direct magic like Tesfia and Alice did, but he still expected the same results, he thought.
　That was what he thought.
　But what would it actually be, right after he swung down on the heels of a vigorous decision, the boy did indeed cross his arms to prevent it.

　It's not possible to kill up to the power, but Ars couldn't help but feel surprised that he escaped a direct hit.
　The boy falling at a high speed. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　I'm sure you'll be able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

　The time it takes to fall is about one second.
　I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them. None of them were intended to make him break his consciousness, but rather to confirm that what he had just prevented was not an accident. So the power was also held down like a kumite.
　But the main one took all the attacks in its body.

　It was only when the main turned his feet to the ground that Ars saw the meaning of this. He was in a landing position.
　There was no such thing as passivity, and intuitively the boy avoided crashing into the ground - judging that it would cause the most damage to himself.
　With his hands and feet on the ground, he managed to escape being exposed to the impact unprotected.

　His eyes were already unfocused. His mouth, which had been gasping for breath so long, was only breathing irregularly and wildly.
　Still, he tried to stand up with only his willpower - a moment.
　Ars's hand was placed on Main's chest.

　The main thing was just the extension and contraction of his arms, and that's exactly what Main felt as if he had been pushed lightly. More than anything else, he thought that everyone who was watching it would fall on their backs with a bang.
　But in the next moment, Maine's body was blown away as if it had been pulled by something.
　Wildly like a feather exposed to a strong wind in front of my eyes, the invisible force easily kidnapped the boy's frail body.

''.........this guy........''