Episode 240: National Collegiate League (5)
“… … uh uh brother?”
Sinclair puts on a puzzled expression. It was rare.
Bikir looked down at Sinclair without saying anything.
Compared to when I entered the school, my height has grown quite a bit, so now the height difference is quite large.
Before long, Bikir’s mouth opened briefly.
“door.”
Sinclair tilted his head for a moment, not understanding what Bikir was saying.
and soon.
“Ah, you want me to step out of the way to open the door? Okay, sorry!”
Sinclair took a big step to the side.
Then Bikir nodded, opened the door, and went out through the compartment.
and.
“… … .”
Bikir did not close the door even after crossing the khan and kept it open.
Then Sinclair nodded again.
“Ah, stop arguing with the students from other schools and come over here quickly?”
At Sinclair’s interpretation, Vikir quietly nodded.
‘In the compartment behind me are the participants of Themiscyra Women’s College. Avoid contact as much as possible before the competition. Maybe they’ll start a fight over there.’
With the advice Dolores just gave you, you can’t turn a blind eye to conflict.
Also, it was all the more so because Sinclair had always helped me with the genealogy of the test and the scope of the test.
Right then.
There were those who caught Bikir trying to take Sinclair.
“for a moment! Who are you, meddling in women’s business!”
Themiscyra’s schoolgirls began protesting against Vikir.
At the forefront of the fierce protest was Lovegood, the student council president.
She said firmly to Bikir.
“That kid insulted the main school. So it is necessary to cover the exact right and wrong with us. If you interfere with that, you too will be held accountable. First, enter your student number, affiliation, and name. Formal protest against the Colosseo Academy… … .”
The moment Lovegood is about to declare war on Bikir.
Wheein-
A gust of wind blew in from the second-floor window Bikir had opened and entered.
It came down the stairs and scattered the hair of the people on the first floor.
And so did Bikir.
flutter –
The hem of the black coat swayed, and soon the messy black hair was also pulled back.
Bikir’s bare face was exposed.
For a moment, the expressions of the students of Themiscyra Women’s College were numb.
Expressions of not knowing what they saw or what they were staring at.
“I-what is that?”
“Is that a human face?”
“How are you so small?”
“But it has all the features in it… … .”
“It’s even very clear and deep.”
“Isn’t that a painting? Or a statue?”
After a moment of silence, a small whisper is heard from behind.
… … but only one. Only Lovegood, the student council president of Themiscyra, was not at all agitated.
“Oh, I forgot. In order to amicably resolve the dispute with the school, we ask for some personal information again. First, enter your student number, affiliation, and name. and… … .”
Lovegood, in a calm, cool and rational manner, asked Bikir for necessary information for the procedure.
“Year, month and hour of birth. key. weight. blood type. hometown. Constellation. view of love. hobby. specialty. Your favorite foods. raising animals. Do you currently have a girlfriend? If not, is there anyone you like? What type of woman do you usually consider your ideal type? When was your last relationship? How many times have you been in love so far? when will you get married What do your parents like as gifts? How many children would you like to have? Is the son good or the daughter good? And the compatibility of my name and… … .”
really. Because I really need it. It must have been an administrative procedure that forced them to ask.
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The magic train arrived at the magic tower in the eastern part of the continent.
[Ding ding ding di reading ding ding di reading ding ding ding~ Continental and continental circulation trains are coming in now. This station is Magic Tower, Magic Tower Station. The door to get off is on the left. Passengers who are transferring to Dortsmeil Station, please transfer to the internal circular train here. At this station, the distance between the boarding area and the platform is wide, so please be careful when getting off. Thank you for using our magic train today. good bye.]
The train stops for a while.
Passengers inside began to pour down.
Of course, the crowd included students from the Colosseo Academy, the Varangian Training Center, and Themiscyra Women’s College.
And the welcoming crowd of the Mage Tower who came out to greet them is seen waiting at the station.
Meanwhile. Bikir also got off the train and looked around.
Behind the crowds of people, the charming scenery of the city is quiet.
The city of Dortsmail in the southeastern part of the Empire is also famous as the area where the Mage Tower exists.
The city with a warm feeling is even more dreamy and idyllic as it is drenched in the red sunset.
And in the middle of the city, I saw a tower soaring high as if to pierce the sun.
‘… … That’s the magic tower.’
Vikir looked at the magic tower in the distance, soaked in emotion.
At first glance, it is just a narrow, tall, and narrow building.
However, there were countless multi-spaces inside the tower, so it was impossible to know the limit of its width and height.
The interior space of that tower, which is said to have been created by the wizard in the beginning, would be almost infinite.
Because of the high level of dimensional distortion at stake, even modern magicians could not accurately understand the principle.
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‘I have a similar one.’
Bikir looked down at the ring on her finger.
<Sacred Ring> / Ring
– Barrier -Off
-Finit hic Deus, the realm of God ends here.
It is an artifact that Andromalius left behind.
However, once used, mana consumption is high and the time it takes for power to return is so long that you cannot abuse it recklessly.
When Vikir was looking down at the ring and thinking about this and that.
“… … There, bro.”
A hand tapped Bikir’s back from behind. It was Sinclair.
She hesitated a little, then smiled as usual.
“Thank you for helping me earlier.”
Bikir nodded, and Sinclair let out a small sigh.
“I was really scared. Like strong sisters.”
“I was scared too.”
“Ahahaha- lie.”
Sinclair smiled as usual and pulled Bikir by the collar.
“but. My brother must have been nervous too. Because the other person was that ‘lovegood’.”
Even if Bikir didn’t show much reaction, Sinclair continued talking on his own.
“Oh, look over there! The magic tower’s welcome crowd. I am meeting with the Varangians and the participants of Themiscyra.”
Indeed, the participants from the four schools participating in this competition were gathering in one place.
At the forefront was, of course, the Colosseo Academy’s student body president, Dolores Rune Quo Vadis.
She led the students with her calm and kind charisma and soon stood in the center of the welcoming crowd.
“It’s been a while, everyone.”
In the direction of Dolores’ greeting, the student council presidents of the other three schools stepped forward.
First, the student council president of the Varangian Training Center stepped forward.
Tall stature, sporadic long hair, muscular and scarred body.
“Wahhahaha- It’s been a while, everyone. Hasn’t it been a little over a year?”
He was the student council president of Varangian, ‘Juragio Bakiraga’.
Having participated in the competition since his freshman and sophomore years and consistently recording high grades, he participated as an ace in his third year and was aiming for the championship in earnest.
And his powerful rival came to the fore among the crowds at the magic tower.
A slender face, a tall stature, and a cold aura emanating from the whole body.
“To be exact, 11 months and 3 days. 11 hours 42 minutes 12 seconds only. From the time I took my last glance at you at last year’s tournament to the time I just found your face in the crowd.”
This is Philippus Oreolus Theophrastus Bombast von Hohenheim, the student council president of the Mage Tower.
However, instead of the name Hohenheim or the surname Oreolus, he mainly used his baptismal name, which is only used in the Mage Tower.
‘The high-nosed smart guy’. This was Hohenheim’s current name.
In Mage Tower, there is a tradition in which seniors give baptismal names to their juniors. The students of Mage Tower are ‘talented little pig’, ‘curly broom’, ‘baby bird sleeping in the classroom’, ‘palm tree standing in the hallway’, and ‘toilet seat’. For the past 4 years, he has used these baptismal names more than his real name, such as ‘The Curious Curiosity That Stops the Blood’, ‘The Drunken Gorilla’, ‘The Dwarf in the Flask’, etc.
It was a culture that showed how great their pride was.
“… … Actually, I didn’t go to the Magic Tower because of this. You said you would call me ‘soft cotton wool,’ I don’t know.”
Sinclair whispered in Bikir’s ear.
Meanwhile.
As soon as Hohenheim and Bakiraga met, a war of nerves began.
Bakiraga spoke first.
“Hahaha- this time we are the aces. Last year, I couldn’t make it into the top 10 because my seniors were so active, but this year will be different. I trained like crazy for the past year, and the championship is mine!”
“Well, with that ignorant strength of yours, you might be able to take the last place in the top 10? But more than that is unreasonable. Because the elites of our mage tower will occupy the 1st through 9th places. Artifacts belong to the Mage Tower.”
Hohenheim also shows strong confidence.
Naturally, a confrontational composition of ‘Warrior VS Wizard’ was being created.
“… … .”
And Bikir was watching the confrontation between the two in the crowd in the distance.
Sinclair gave brief information about the two to Bikir, who stood beside her.
“Juragio Bakira is a warrior famous for his superpowers. It must have taken over the school by knocking out all the seniors and juniors in the first year meeting. I heard that the only thing he lacks is experience, but now that he is in his third year, that experience must have filled in.”
“is it. It sure looks strong.”
“It must be the result of constant effort added to natural talent. Rumor has it that his grandparents were barbarians who lived in the waters of Red and Black Mountains, but I’m not sure.”
Sinclair shifted her gaze to the man next to her.
“Actually, Bakiraga is also a person of interest, but… … Maybe it’s because I’m a wizard, but I was more concerned about that Hohenheim.”
“is it.”
“yes. Even President Dolores of the world has never beaten the author in the entire college league. And Hohenheim seems to have already decided to go to graduate school after graduation. He heard that after graduating, he would automatically be appointed to a professorship at the Mage’s Tower. I hear you’re aiming for the youngest Mage Tower Master.”
If you are the head of the mage tower, isn’t it a status equal to that of the head of the 7th family?
Hohenheim was certainly a man of great ambition.
Sinclair continued.
“Perhaps in this tournament, I want Hohenheim and Bakira to compete for first and second place. And the third place with a high probability is our Chairman Dolores. Wouldn’t the fourth place be Themiscyra’s Lovegood?”
Come to think of it, Themiscyra’s lovegood is nowhere to be seen.
Sinclair looked up and looked around.
… … together?
I saw an unexpected sight.
Merlini Lovegood. And the female warriors of Themis Kyra who follow her.
Their expressions, which were always strict, solemn, and serious, seemed a bit dazed today for some reason.
