The student’s eyes darted back and forth between Hans and Askanian.

‘He definitely said that the thing on his wrist was a restraint device.’

It may have lowered the performance as a restraint device since he’s using magic, but it must be true that it’s limiting Magic Power anyway.

The Magic Power that bastard had three days ago had a scale that overwhelmed people, and it was so excessively flashy that I couldn’t forget it once I saw it. I can still see the shape of those sparks in my mind.

But it’s different now.

The Magic Power that Askanian is emitting now is calm and quiet, unlike that day.

But….

‘…What?’

Hans is completely unable to hold his own even with Magic Power that is not much different from ours.

We have been learning magic for 15 years, from before the Third Academy until now.

But are we being pushed back this way by a novice who has just started learning magic?

That bastard even wore a restraint device to match our output on purpose?

‘No way.’

Kwang! Kwang!

Askanian smiled gently and even opened his mouth and laughed as if he was having fun sometimes.

Meanwhile, he lightly parried and launched all of Hans’s attacks like he was playing tennis.

Unlike him, Hans’s face was getting redder and redder.

‘…No.’

You lose the moment you get excited. In the end, the bastard who calmly rolls his head will win.

Hans should know that, but the fact that he’s being unilaterally pushed back by someone who has only learned for a few days seems to be making him unable to bear it.

The student looked around anxiously and shouted, putting his hands to his mouth.

“Hans!”

Askanian glanced at me and then smiled with a playful face, speaking softly and gently.

“Calm down, Hans.”

Hans’s movements stopped for a moment.

Sweat-soaked Hans stared blankly at him, then squeezed the hand holding the wand tightly.

‘No, he made him even more pissed off…! What calm down?!’

Hans took a deep breath with a flushed face. He seemed to know that he was getting excited.

I thought he was calming down a little, but now he was chanting the incantation that he had been ignoring until just now, saying it was like a novice.

[But Yahweh knows all the ways I go!]

“Uh, uh!”

Kwaaaaa―

The students who were standing around the training ground all stepped back at the same time.

Dark green Magic Power split into seven strands and then twisted and turned madly, stretching out in all directions.

The student clenched his fist, understanding the situation.

‘…That’s it.’

I was a little embarrassed, but anyway, that’s it.

It’s the magic that Hans is most confident in.

All those Magic Power streams that are spiraling now will soar into the sky and then plunge down.

If you just dodge it?

The student’s eyes quickly turned to Askanian. The spot where Askanian was standing had turned black, and Hans’s Magic Power was strangling him from his feet to his thighs. It was safe to say there was no escape.

‘Because that magic has a warp interference formula layered on it.’

Not only that.

Hans must have spread nearly ten formulas here.

This is what technology is.

It allows you to produce ten or a hundred times the effect even with ordinary Magic Power.

The noise that had been getting farther away was now starting to get louder again.

‘He can’t parry this time…’

Since attacks are coming from all directions, if you try to parry all those strands one by one, you’ll just end up getting hit and falling down.

Also, it’s impossible to cover with the current ordinary Magic Power due to the acceleration attached by falling.

The barrier is the same. It’s a bad move because it can actually cause greater injury by breaking the barrier.

‘How is he going to come out?’

The student twisted his lips up and clenched his sweaty hands tightly.

Honestly, I’m sorry for creating a situation where he’s being defeated by a classmate only three days after becoming a hot topic, but grade evaluation is a more important factor to us than anything else.

Askanian frowned, looking down at his legs, and now looked up at the Magic Power that would plunge down on him.

The Magic Power had now changed color due to the heat, I wonder how far up it had gone.

Kwaaaaa―

At that moment, the corners of Askanian’s mouth slowly went up. He picked up the staff and slammed it down on the floor.

[But Yahweh knows all the ways I go!]

Kwaaaang―!

The student frowned.

Isn’t this the attack formula that Hans used just now?

‘Even so, he’s going to take a hit first and fall down… wait a minute.’

The student’s eyes widened.

Askanian’s red Magic Power spun in the opposite direction from Hans’s and soared along each strand.

Kuuuuung― Kkagagak! Kkak―!

“Ugh!”

“Uh, uh!”

The student reflexively raised his arm and covered his eyes. Magic Power was scratched and light burst like fireworks.

Hans’s Magic Power, which had been cut once by Askanian’s Magic Power, was still fierce, but it began to lose its former power.

The student who understood the situation opened his mouth in shock.

If he had simply shot a counterattack, the seven attacks should have been followed in a row, but the attack was made in one blow.

So it’s true that he used the special formula that Hans used.

The question that arises at this time is that all of Askanian’s attacks matched Hans’s attacks exactly.

‘How?’

The arrival coordinates of the formula is one point.

Although it rotates and flies in all directions until it reaches that point, all attack strands converge on one point anyway.

If you use a guidance attack formula for one point in a situation where there are seven targets like now, a situation like ‘if you’re lucky, you’ll get hit, if you’re not, you won’t’ unfolds.

So, the fact that all of Askanian’s attacks were directed exactly at Hans’s attacks means….

‘…Did he operate seven formulas at once?’

It means that attack formulas were set separately for each target.

Who would do such a crazy thing? It would be lucky if you didn’t get hit while calculating?

The student was speechless and could only stare at the red flames.

It was clear that he was planning to reduce the attack power once as a whole and then deal with them one by one.

I have to admit that he has exceptional judgment and calculation skills, even if I don’t know anything else.

The judgment that someone who has never experienced sparring properly would make was excessively seasoned, and all the results were accurate without error.

It was proof that he was a talented mage.

‘…….’

Kwang―! Kwang! Kwang!

As expected, Askanian twisted his waist and aimed and shot down the green attacks coming from behind one by one. But the Magic Power that was still rushing over Askanian’s head and in front of him remained the same.

While I was mesmerized looking at that Magic Power, a slanted barrier was spread over Askanian.

‘…Wait, slanted…?’

Kwagwagwagwang! Kwang! Kwang!

The path of the Magic Power that was fiercely plunging toward Askanian was bent as it was and rushed toward Hans’s eyes.

Hans’s eyes, who had been pushing Magic Power into the ground, widened.

The student who had been just opening his mouth now understood the picture that Askanian had drawn.

I couldn’t help but laugh in vain.

‘This was the purpose.’

In a situation where he’s busy blocking the attacks coming at him, he doesn’t have the strength to attack Hans with his own strength.

But if he only focuses on defense, Hans has the initiative in the situation.

‘So… if you change the trajectory of someone else’s attack, you can save your own Magic Power and also inflict damage on the opponent.’

At this time, the barrier must be strong enough to reflect Magic Power, but there’s a limit to strengthening the barrier, so he must have come up with the idea of reducing the power of the attack altogether.

From well-embodied theory to execution ability to move even ideas that seem ideal to reality, he had all the elements and technically responded perfectly to the technical attacks that Hans was claiming.

It was proof that he was a talented mage.

‘…….’

Kwang―!

The black Magic Power that was entangled in Askanian’s legs disappeared, and a dazzling light rose in front of Hans.

Chwaak―

The sound of Hans’s shoe heels scraping against the floor was heard.

Hans lowered the arms that had been covering his face slowly, breathing heavily.

The students who were watching froze as they were, and silence followed.

Soon Askanian smiled, twirling the wand in his hand.

“How does it feel to be attacked by your own Magic Power?”

“…….”

“Awesome, Hans. There’s a reason for your grades after all.”

At the moment he finished speaking, for some reason, Askanian turned his head to where the students were with a surprised look. Then he burst into a refreshing laugh.

Hans was just standing there, looking at him.

‘Honestly, I know now.’

The student had no choice but to admit it.

Everyone was convinced by why the professor gave Askanian a 1+, including me and the friends who were watching around.

Askanian lowered the wand to the floor and approached him as Hans continued to stand in place even after a few minutes.

“Is this the end? It’s lucky to spar with a friend who is as skilled as you. Next time….”

Hans ran the wand over to his other hand and a white glowing blade was created from the end of it. Hans put Magic Power in his legs and kicked the ground.

Paaang―!

The student’s eyes widened. Askanian also opened his mouth with a surprised look.

The moment Hans’s sword flew to Askanian’s right shoulder, Askanian twisted his body to the side and dodged, stepping back one step.

“How about taking a deep breath or something.”

‘What, wait, what are you doing…!’

The student opened his mouth wide and was shocked.

I had no choice but to support Askanian this time.

Even if you’re stabbed with a sword made of Magic Power because he didn’t cast solidification magic, you won’t get hurt easily, but you can inflict meaningful damage to the core and the blood vessels through which Magic Power flows.

Of course, there’s no need to respond to a sword with a sword as long as magic is involved. It means that Askanian can just wave his wand and block his attack.

But whatever the case, it’s clear that it’s not polite to run up and brandish a weapon without warning.

“Hans! Enough!”

“Even your friend is stopping you.”

Chaeng!

Askanian was still speaking softly and gently with a smile on his face.

The wand had already turned into a sword and lightly deflected Hans’s sword.

I don’t know why that side is smiling and starting to wield the sword….

‘No, this is not a field that can be glossed over with just judgment.’

Hans must have lost his mind after being confirmed that he was being pushed back by someone who had learned for a few days.

Honestly, if I were in that position, I would have been so embarrassed and unable to believe it that I would have lost my mind too.

But we just wanted to see that bastard’s skills through sparring, and we didn’t have any intention of inflicting harm on Askanian.

I should call a professor before things get any bigger.

The student turned around urgently and ran out of the training ground.

* * *

Hans gritted his teeth.

Even though I’ve been madly wielding the wand and firing Magic Power indiscriminately until now, not a single speck of Magic Power has reached Askanian.

It was the same even if I poured out more attacks.

The Magic Power, which was threatening just by looking at it as if it was on fire, swallowed my Magic Power and remained like an afterimage in the air.

I tasted blood on my lips. My nails were digging into my sweaty palms.

Yes, I have no choice but to admit it.

That bastard hasn’t even learned magic properly, but he accurately understands the most essential elements that determine the outcome of a fight.

‘But….’

To be in a position to listen to advice from someone who has never learned magic properly until now?

Grade evaluation is no longer important.

Now that I’ve come this far, I can’t be the only one who’s being unilaterally pushed back and embarrassed. I have to see Askanian’s face shining with the same light as me to be satisfied.

‘…Magic can be somehow managed with talent, but swordsmanship can’t be covered with talent.’

And I could count on one hand who’s good at magic swordsmanship in the entire school.

I put Magic Power in my legs and kicked the ground.

Askanian’s surprised eyes quickly came closer. The moment I swung the sword violently, his voice turned to the side.

“How about taking a deep breath or something.”

“…!”

He turned the axis. It’s a bit surprising, but it’s possible as long as you have good agility.

Hans’s eyes calmed down with calmness.

Askanian’s wand had already turned into a sword like him.

However, the posture of holding the sword was not very correct. The end was pointing to the floor as if there was no intention to attack.

‘As expected.’

He doesn’t even have the basics. I have a chance of winning in this subject. Hans’s sword quickly flew, chasing Askanian’s path.

“Even your friend is stopping you.”

Askanian’s sword collided with Hans’s sword and moved away.

Hans’s eyes sharpened.

He swung the sword, following the path that Askanian was retreating. Magic Power flowing from the sword spread in the air along the path.

Chaeng!

The sword that had been in contact for a moment quickly pushed Hans’s sword and escaped from the attack path. Even if he chased and chased again, Askanian kept retreating a step or two while dodging or deflecting Hans’s attacks, without attacking properly.

“Are you just going to dodge like a rat?!”

“You were talking about skills at some point?”

Askanian deflected the attack again while retreating with a light footwork.

No matter what direction or how he launched the attack, he still received all the attacks without losing his composure.

Even though it wasn’t a movement that a beginner would show at all, Hans interpreted it by only maximizing the point that Askanian wasn’t sincerely engaging in his attack rather than gauging his skills.

Hans, who was extremely angry, shouted without knowing it, shaking his body.

“Are you making fun of sparring? Do it properly!”

Askanian shook his head slightly and said.

“Calm down first. Does it make sense to spar in this state?”

“…This….”

Sswaeaek―

Hans slashed the sword, drawing a diagonal line from the upper right.

Before Askanian’s sword, which had moved to block the attack, touched his sword, Hans twisted his wrist outward. Hans’s sword, which turned its direction nimbly even though it was resisting the flow, flew from the left to the right, aiming at Askanian’s ribs.

“Uh! Uh, uh! That bastard…!”

“Hey!”

Kaaang!

Askanian twisted the sword upside down and blocked the attack. He was putting the right amount of strength in the hand that blocked the sword.

‘…When?’

He didn’t deflect the attack. Hans’s mind was coming back a little now. Even if it was lucky just now, this reaction speed was difficult to see as that of a beginner.

‘…No, more than that, this is more than I thought….’

I thought he was skinny and wouldn’t have any strength, but the strength transmitted through the sword is more than stable, I wonder if he distributed Magic Power properly.

Hans unknowingly put strength into his arm.

Askanian looked at such Hans and said quietly.

“You don’t want me to dodge?”

What a natural thing to say?

Hans frowned, taking his eyes off the sword and looking at Askanian.

“It’s about time to finish this. Say it with your own mouth. What do you want me to do?”

Askanian’s eyes were folded softly.

It was an ominous smile for some reason.

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