Over the next few days, Ars mainly turned Tesfia and Alice's training into something more akin to a real battle.
　Death's Edge, a glimpse of it, and the two of them were able to instill a sense of urgency against attacks, or so it seemed.

　After all, it sounded an alarm bell against the other's attacks. Ars had succeeded in raising that sensitivity.

　The replacement setting value of the training field has been returned to normal, but once instilled, the latent fear will always exist in a corner of his mind. It is becoming possible to decide instinctively whether you should defend, attack, or certainly avoid it without being influenced by the replacement of the training field.

　The training ground is useful for improving magical skills and practicing against people, but the pitfalls in the system are only a detriment when going out into the outside world.
　I'm not going to be able to get the same amount of information as the rest of you.

　Once out of the training ground, the attack is sure to snatch away lives, but the familiarity of the senses causes a fatal delay in judgment.

　
　They don't build up training in coordination in the improvisation, but gradually cultivate it in a real battle format. The girls have only one thing to do: develop the vigilance needed to get out into the outside world.

　For a start, you could call it training to avoid death.

　And these days, the spectator seats in the training grounds have become so packed that it's hard to find an empty seat with each passing day. If there was a superiority in seating, it would be in the front row in the same area.
　The only ones who are training properly in the training grounds are Ars and others.

　Fortunately, since it is after school, the spectator's seats are filled up, and Ars is not to blame for causing it. Because it's not something that can be seen even if you spend a lot of money, such as training a single magician, the students' eyes became a factor that made them even more serious.
　It goes without saying that it was similar to the [7 Nations Friendly Magic Competition]. If I were to point out a difference, I would say that there was no cheering in the heat of the moment; instead, a solemn silence, even solemn silence, filled the room heavily every time.

　Perhaps it's inevitable that the occasional tired sighs overlap among the students.

　Anyway, Ars was steadily preparing to go out into the outside world against his two students.
　The training ended earlier than usual, and all the students in the auditorium left at once like spiderlings scattering. Of course, at the root of it all is that they were concerned. However, it was also because I was somewhat guilty of being somewhat guilty, since I didn't have permission to do so emotionally.

　On top of that, the extremely rude behavior that the first year students worked for was already known throughout the academy. It was probably partly because of that. They were uniformly taking care not to offend.
　Therefore, even within the school building, they even harbored a sense of disgust for the students who were the topic of conversation. The quarrel between a single mage and a student was perverted and also distinguished into two poles of good and evil.

　The incident between an unserious student and the top-ranked Tesfia of the year, which was directed at Ars at the beginning of the school year, should have produced a similar situation. In other words, it's not as if the circumstances were an issue. If a confrontation arises, the view will be greatly influenced by the rank of the parties involved.

　Simply put, among this large number of students that seemed to have the entire school gathered, Fiona and Maine were never seen once in a few days.

　Tesfia and Alice had also been seen a few times in the academy, but they had felt somewhat left out since then.

　Fiona, who looked terribly shocked, had a dark cloud coiled on her face since the incident with Ars. There was no problem in talking to him. It wasn't that she was being avoided, but she still didn't seem to be in good spirits.
　Neither Tesfia nor Alice knew the details of the situation, but right now, Fiona was particularly isolated in the academy.

　In the midst of being lumped in with the trio, the boy, who was somewhat distant, was separated. Today, as today, the boy left the training grounds with the harvest mixed in with the crowds.



　Arus and the others who had left training early - especially Arus and Loki - went to the main school building together, which was a rare occurrence.

　As for Ars, he wanted to go to the top floor without being noticed by anyone if possible, but that possibility might not be possible in the future forever.
　The number of students seems to be somewhat small since it is after school, and the number of gazes directed at them is also somewhat small.

　If you have to go to the top floor of the main school building, you can only think of one person you want to visit.
　It's not that I don't want to get involved if I can help it, but I have a hunch that Ars is heading to the chancellor's office ahead of time. This is because during Tesfia and Alice's training, both Ars and Loki noticed someone who visited this academy.

　If that person was in the Chancellor's office, then nine times out of ten, Ars had a feeling that he was not unrelated.

　More than anything else, that visitor would probably have noticed that Ars was on his way.

　Next to Ars, who was walking up the stairs while attracting attention, Loki looked like a squire, but her eyebrows were filled with strength, as if she too was concerned. It was as if Loki also somehow felt a disturbing premonition.
　The door opens as soon as they arrive in front of the chancellor's office in silence.

　Neither Ars nor Loki were particularly surprised.

'It's been a while, Ars-sama, Loki-san.

　Apart from the word "squire-like", this one is definitely a squire. He was wearing his trademark maid's uniform, a gown with the symbolic flag of Alpha over it, giving him the high-class look of an envoy.
　Her evening curly hair was glossy and exposed a section of her hair.

　He wouldn't feel bad if he opened the door and was greeted first by her archaic smile. A smile that was that sophisticated, a smile that wasn't so altruistic.
　Needless to say, she was Lynne Kimmel herself. There is nothing to be gleaned from that behavior in the presence of someone as well-versed in etiquette as she is.

　A familiar voice sounded from the back of Lynne's mind, allowing her to enter the room as if to guide her.
　'You saved me a lot of trouble,' accompanied by a voice that confirms Ars's expectations, which is very typical of Sisti, perhaps.　

　It's an area that I don't want to step into too much, but Linne, who ostentatiously spread her arms out, urged him to enter.......and above all, I can't even feel the irresistible compulsion. Is it the ultimate in the technology she possesses that makes Ars's legs move extremely naturally?
　Even though it wasn't magic, she was strangely guided by it.

　A sense of away already drifted from the chancellor's office. If this was a game, if this was a game, it felt like a point differential that could not be overturned - even before it started.

　Loki bowed behind him, followed by Loki bowing behind him, and then the door was closed by Lynne with a click. It made a faint sound in the room that was kept to a minimum.

'You're talking like you had business with me,'

　It was Lynne behind her who responded to Ars's single-minded words. She passed Ars in front of the pair of sofas and stood between the Chancellor and Ars, who was sitting at the office desk.

''Yes. If you can think of this time as an errand for Arus-sama and not Chancellor Sisti.''

　There was still nothing to be explored from Lynne, who lightly lowered her eyes. The softness of her eyes doesn't even give you a general idea of what she is going to say. It's a simple request, or an offer to participate in a ceremony, or perhaps a warning of some sort, but it doesn't even have a tendency to hold that kind of content.

　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　So, the first thing to do is to look at Sisti's face. The actuality of this is that they are trying to get the content from her, who is easy to express in spite of her age. But since Sisti is known as a "witch", she may be intentionally showing it on her face.

''You are so rude, staring at people's faces. I don't have a single wrinkle in my face.

　He used his fingertips to show what looked like wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't stretch out anything that wasn't really there, just an actual weird face.

''Well no, I thought it would be odd not to have them, considering my age.''
Would you like to know the secret to everlasting good looks?

　It's a word that has absolutely no appeal to the male Ars. To begin with, there's nothing more unreliable than the word forever. However, it is true that there is too great a gap between Sisti's age and her appearance. Even Ars can't examine that tangle.
　Right after I was about to say "No thanks" so as not to go along because the conversation is about to derail in a new direction--.

''Yes!!!''

　The words flew simultaneously from Ars's oblique former head entourage and the silver-haired girl behind him without hesitation.
　Both of them should be young enough to care about wrinkles and whatnot, but the word "beauty" seemed to have enough power to captivate a woman.

''Well isn't it better if it's not now?''
..........

　It seemed to be a sort of instinctive spinal reflex response, and Loki and Rinne, who came to their senses, exchanged glances only once before nodding.
　Sisti's youthful appearance was considered to be one of the biggest mysteries in the wizard world. Honestly, when it came to women, if there was anything extreme about them, it was the scales.
　Even Saint Nexolis was unable to halt the aging process.

　The intent of the glances exchanged between the two of them seemed to be, generally speaking, when the requirements were done.

　In order to regroup, Rinne intentionally let out a single empty cough as an apology for being distraught with a 'Kohon'.

''I tried to visit the lab once, but he wasn't there, so I wanted to say hello to Chancellor Sisti as well.

　It was only because she contacted me that I knew Linne was coming to the academy. It seems to be the wrong way to use the alien gaze by the magic eye, though.
　As expected, it is difficult for even Ars to perceive the leakage of magic power from a single mage or other magician, or to perceive an abnormality as long as they don't feel an abnormality.

　Once he turned to face Ars, Rinne straightened his residence.

The first thing I want to do is to inform you that all the vacant single seats have been confirmed. Accordingly, I'm here to inform you of the meeting.

　Bailing lightly, Lynne holds out the invitation in her hands.
　She smiles at him and smiles.

'If you think of it as a get-together...' she added, urging Ars to attend.