Upon receiving the signal to begin by the referee, Count Son Rion stops at the starting position and begins chanting his magic.

　That in itself is not a particularly strange thing.
　It's not surprising that they choose to use magic as a trial technique since they belong to the sorcerer's course.

　But the movement of the other trialist, Kirill, fills the auditorium with a thunderous roar.
　At the same time as the signal to start, Kirill began to run towards his opponent, Leon.

　Seeing this, Rion's chanting stopped for a moment.
　Perhaps Kirill's actions were unexpected to him.
　He must have expected Kirill to stay in the starting position and chant his magic, just as he did.

　Regardless of Rion's convenience, Kirill ran as fast as he could over the shortest distance.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to do with your money.

　In order to control the twin-sworded beasts and lactors that are chasing him, he often fires his magic backwards while running in the forest.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of your time in the woods. I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them.

The piercing crush is a valiant knight's unflagging spearhead ---- rock (dessel)!

　Kirill started running as soon as the test began, and finished his chanting when he had reduced the distance between him and his opponent by half.
　A cloud of sandy smoke filled the ten meter space lying between Leon and Kirill.

　The auditorium was filled with astonishment as they saw the magic activation while running.

　Kirill's magic didn't target Rion, but the ground in front of it.
　Not for the sake of attacking, but for the purpose of distraction, I deliberately unleashed 'Rock (Dessel)' magic at an inclination that stirred the ground, and then took advantage of it to change the direction of travel slightly diagonally.

''Wha!　Where are you going--Go-ho!

　Rion's voice reached Kirill's ears as he lost sight of his target in the dust cloud.

　Kirill had already come around to Rion's side.
　Kirill's visibility is similarly poor due to the dust cloud, but since his opponent hasn't moved from his starting position, it's easy to get a good shot at him.
　Kirill, who closed the distance at once, caught Leon off guard from the side.

''No way, so much--!

　Rion, noticing Kirill's footsteps, braced himself with astonishment.

　But it was too late.
　Kirill had already closed that distance to within reach of Rion.

　I'm not sure how many times I've been in the same situation.

''Whoa!''

　Unlike Rai in the warrior course, Kirill is not trained in melee combat.
　But his opponent is the egg of a sorcerer who doesn't even know the ins and outs of melee combat.
　Even though it was rudimentary, there was no way Kirill's palm bottom, which was learning bodywork and evasion techniques from Aldis, could be avoided.
　Rion, who received a decent blow from Kirill to his chest, was unable to resist and was rolled to the ground.

　Of course, it doesn't end there.

　Kirill's goal is to get so close to the ground that he is not allowed to chant magic.
　Kirill's advantage over Rion, who is said to have a special magic of the family tradition, is the practical experience and responsiveness he acquired from training with Ardis.

　Kirill is at the mercy of Rion, who is accustomed to chanting while standing in a safe place, and fights in a timing that is familiar to him but unknown to his opponent.
　That was the first surprise attack, a situation Kirill had deliberately created.

　In front of him was Rion, who was standing on his buttocks with a shocked expression on his face.
　It's close enough that you can even see your own reflection in your opponent's eyes.

　Kirill's mood is lifted by the fact that things have turned out just as he had hoped.
　It's because I was able to bring the situation to an overwhelming advantage.

　The art of fighting at close range, so close that you can reach out your hand.
　There is no opportunity to learn such things in the school's sorcerer's course.
　A single student, not even a mercenary with experience in battle, would probably not be able to handle it.

　But Kirill was different.
　He once narrowly avoided a ractor that jumped at him in forest training, and once nearly had his ankle cut off by the fangs of a twin-sword beast.
　He had gained experience in casting magic while dodging the beast's attacks in that state.
　Against a student of the mage course, who would not even be trained in close combat, he would be able to advance the fight with an advantage.

　He was determined not to miss out on the perfect opportunity to use his own fire-attribute beginner's magic, which he was most skilled at.
　If you have a direct hit from such a close range, even if it was an elementary magic, you should be able to break the barrier of the test protection.

''The burning flame is my power and--''

Hee!　Lo, six thousand two hundred and twenty-five activates!

　Kirill's start of chanting caused his body to react with a jolt, and Leon immediately began to speak incomprehensible words.

　Could this be what is called special magic? Such a thought crossed Kirill's mind.

　But even if that's the case, it doesn't change what Kirill has to do.
　I'm not going to be able to get to the bottom of it. That's all.

'Proof of pride ---- fireball (Grist)!

"Oh, recitation code* xxxxxxxxxxxxx!

　With a fast chant that is now said to be the fastest in the school, Kirill activated the magic a moment earlier.

　The sparks created to the end of Kirill's hand that Kirill pointed at Rion swelled up in the blink of an eye and jumped at the target of the attack.
　The fireball, which is about two sizes larger than an adult's head, was sucked into Leon's chest, leaving behind a trail of red magic, and in the next moment it vanished without a trace.

　At the same time, a hard destructive sound like the breaking of a metal rod echoed around them, and grains of light radiated out and disappeared with Leon at the center.
　This is the best proof that Kirill's attack broke through Leon's barrier and disabled the test protection.

''Oh, no... ......!

　Rion was speechless at the unexpected result.

''That's it!　Winner, Kirill!

　When the referee's voice announced Kirill's victory, the entire arena was filled with 70 percent cheers, 20 percent murmurs, and 10 percent groans.
　The cheers are from commoner students who did not always like the aristocrats' tyranny, the murmurs are from people who did not think the Countess of Krassel, who has special magic, would be defeated by the commoners, and the murmurs are from magicians who were shocked by Kirill's fighting style.

''Thank goodness ....... We managed to win--?

　Kirill, who was almost relieved to hear his chest, quickly tightened his expression.

''What's this?''

　Kirill looked above his head for the source of the discomfort.
　Then he gasped for breath.

　Kirill felt an invisible distortion spreading above his head.
　The more he looked at the distortion, the more it materialized as an event, and gradually the more it appealed to his hearing as well, the more unnatural it became.

　The air shakes. A wind rises and falls. The sound of something tearing through space increases intermittently.

　The magic had been activated.

　As this began to become visible, the cheers and groans from the audience died down and a buzz dominated the scene.

What the hell was that?

Who did this to you?

That's the Klassel family's ......!

　Picking up the name of the Klassel family amidst the buzzing around, Kirill instantly grasped the situation.
　A special magic passed down to the Countess Krassel family.
　Perhaps that was it.

　The unfamiliar chanting that Rion was chanting earlier.
　On top of the chanting, which I had never heard before, I had assumed that it had ended up being a dud because it wasn't a proper word at the end.
　But it seems I was wrong.

　The magic - no, the sorcery - had been activated.
　Kirill looked down at Leon, who was still sitting on his buttocks.

''Ah ...... ah, ah ......''

　Rion shook his head weakly, frightened.

'Watch out!　It's going out of control!

　The referee issues a warning.

'Runaway ......?'

　Muttering, Kirill returns his gaze to the overhead again.

　Indeed, the events that are appearing ahead of him as he looks up may be worthy of being called a runaway.
　Looking at Rion, the surgeon, it is clear that this is not his intended result.
　Furthermore, the time lag between chanting and the effect of the magic is too long.

　Did Rion fail to control his magic because he was attacked during the chanting process? Or there was another reason, I don't know.
　But Kirill himself could dimly sense that that was a dangerous situation.
　The magic that has gone out of control has been gaining momentum and is about to unleash itself.

Avoid!

　The female explorer of the judges shouted out.
　Instantly, the magic overhead, which had gained momentum, showed movement.
　The wind, which had previously been circulating in a whirling sphere, took the form of a sharp blade and flew at Kirill.

　It is a magic that was originally released with Kirill as the target.
　It would be natural for Kirill himself to be the target.

　But now, that magic is out of control.
　The best evidence is that it is trying to involve not only Kirill, the target, but also the sorcerer, Leon.

　Kirill is good.
　As long as the trial technique protection is still alive, a small amount of attacks can be prevented once and for all.

　However, it was different for Rion, who was still unable to stand behind Kirill.
　Now that his amulet was already disabled by Kirill's fireball, if he ate the magic, he wouldn't be able to get away with it.

''d*mn!　The black sky is to be cut off, the white waves are to be separated, and the robe of loving-kindness is strong ---- magic barrier (fer manina)!

　Making a quick decision, Kirill stays in place and deploys a magical barrier.
　No matter how unfriendly they are, he doesn't want to hurt the other party because he wants to.

　I don't know how well my magic barrier can counter the Count family's secret magic.
　But Kirill's character would not allow him to try to defend himself without doing what he can do.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it.

　With the completion of the chanting, a membrane of pale purple regular hexagons stretched over Kirill's head.

　Late in the construction of the barrier, the runaway wind magic reaches the barrier.
　The wind turned into countless ferocious blades and slammed into the barrier.

　The sound of impact envelops the surroundings.
　Each time, a blue-white light was born and then disappeared on the surface of the magic barrier.

''Keep it. ......

　It would be good if he could deploy a strong triple magic barrier like Ardis, but as expected of Kirill, he couldn't do something like that.
　Feeling the cold sweat on his cheeks, Kirill leaned on his full strength to maintain the magic barrier.

　How long do I have to endure it?
　The length of time that this feels like a long time is stirring up irritation, but the only thing Kirill could do now was to endure.

　The sound of the wind hitting the barriers and playing against the barriers became less and less.
　The intervals between the noisy sounds that were so loud began to open up little by little, and with that the number of attacks hitting the barrier began to decrease rapidly.

　Eventually, the runaway magic attacks stopped completely.

''Somehow ......, became?''

　Kirill collapsed to his knees in exhaustion.
　Unconsciously wiping the sweat from his forehead, he turned around to check on Leon's safety, "It's okay and--" that's when he trailed off.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find it.
　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.