The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start o

Brand new uniform. Me looking at magic knight school uniform. It is based on blue and white, which makes you feel somewhat elegant in noble clothes. It's been thirty years and it's a school uniform.

I have to say it was the only failure to make this look.

If you took a life over and looked like a late teenager, but didn't make it young, for example, and kept it looking the same age as the ex, the prince wouldn't have thought of anything stupid to do with it as a cavalier school student either.

"Well, it's too late to say."

If I change my appearance now, that's what I can't explain. Well, that might be to say ants, too, but even if someone I know leaves for life, I don't sleep well either.

"Early is adorable..."

"Kizzle me."

Mr. Bell rammed me fast.

Well, me and Mr. Bell, who removed the inn and moved to the Blue Lion dorm at the School of Magic Knights. I was spared by the innkeepers because I stayed for a long time, but when it came to moving to the School of Magic Knights, they said 'Congratulations'.... I hate to say it, but I guess that's what the world sees.

Next to Early's room, it became my room where it was for visitors.... next to the prince's private room.

Next to my room, which is opposite her room, by the way, became an office, or magic workshop, which I could use personally.

Although this procedure resulted in a lot of exposure to the gaze of curiosity from other than Mr. Bitley, the deacon dedicated to the prince.

I can't help it. The prince hired an escort, even though I'm just surprised, letting him use the room right next to him and treating him even more favourably in a significant part of it. Just as welcoming as it deserves to be called Prince's 'Friend'. Besides, a prince who doesn't eat dinner with those who descend, eats at the same table as me and Mr. Bell.... that's not normal to think about.

Few, including Kingsguard, seemed to think that the prince's arrangements and considerations were inappropriate for me, a low-ranking adventurer who knew no horsebone.

The leader is Olivia Stabburne, who is the Kingsguard knight and leads a squad to protect Early.

The red-haired, Rin knight had a vigilant eye on me. Words such as placing the unidentified beside the prince. I guess the prince himself would never have been convinced if he hadn't said it.... No, I don't think I'm convinced though I probably won't give it to my mouth.

In earlier rebel disturbances, he was described as an adventurer who helped Early. Even though Early is a benefactor of life to herself. Is it possible for a benefactor to have this hospitality... and not just those who swallow early?

"Jin Tokitomo, hang out with me a little bit"

Lord Olivia, the Kingsguard knight, invited me with a hard look.

Is that a date? I didn't have an atmosphere where I could tap lightly, etc., but somehow I didn't say no because I had predictions.

What was followed was a training ground through the back of the dorm ground floor. It's like a lawn-planted garden. There are a few Kingsguard knights and magicians there.... come on, call me behind the school building and darkness is what it is - and cheap imagination crept through the back of my brain.

"Yikes, you are the benefactor of His Royal Highness's life, and you are about to become an alumni. … but also an escort to protect His Highness"

Olivia's words felt no shards of warmth either. Coldness similar to hostility.

"Originally, the escort is our Kingsguard role, but I need you to work for me more than your Highness wants. But there are concerns. We don't know as much as you do."

I guess. I don't know what you're capable of either.

"There you are, Gin Tokitumo. I'm sorry to bother you, but I want you to test your power."

In short, it would be a test. Why didn't you think I was such a pain in the ass? From the standpoint of Olivia and others who defend the prince's neighborhood, this flow is natural. From the standpoint of protecting the Prince, it is imperative to grasp the abilities of those who participate in his escort.

"I understand. So, what do I do?

"It's quick to understand and helpful. I'd like to try some, but before I do, you seem to be a magician, but what are your specialty attributes?

"I'm not particularly good at it. Unless it's as minor as that."

Zawa, and the magicians of the Kingsguard face to face. Olivia frowned.

"Does that mean you can handle the four main attributes of fire, earth, wind, and water?

"Light and darkness too. Attacks, aids, and healing to some extent."

Oh, come on, and the magicians around you lose their word.

"To the six major attributes, all three systems,? I see, if that statement were true, you would be a brilliant magician, as His Highness said."

Olivia just said she didn't believe what she said.

"Now, let me show you. What? It's a simple guess."

Easy game to hit the magic with a target 20 meters away. I don't care what you use magic for, but it's a condition that you know you've hit it right. I mean, make me visible magic about what you hit.

"Any wizard who can use projection-based attack magic just to hit it can. The guy with no precision to hit is out of the question, so I'll try to hit him at this point, but let me show you my magical ability to shoot fast."

You mean you also see short chants? It also assumes a pattern of work that protects the prince, a situation that requires an instant response.

If that's what you think, a Kingsguard magician will shoot the next target. He is a skinny man in his mid-twenties. I see, you just have to blow the target faster, stronger, and more accurately than this mage.

Now, as much as I can afford a magician who doesn't know what it's like, I don't give a shit. Let me do it to a point where I don't mean it too seriously.

Isn't that what you're saying?

The penetration in Mr. Bell's reading. I smiled.

'If you mean it, the target will disappear. Then I don't know what hit me. "

"Buha, little one!

"Then both of you. Shoot the magic on my signal."

Olivia told me and the Kingsguard Mage man.

"Yo...... here we go!

Wind.

"of the flame pole -"

At that moment, the target before me blew out of my roots.

"Ha, la..."

The magician's chant breaks next door. Olivia, the knights, and the magicians opened their eyes to the sight in front of them and were stunned.

There were no words.

My aim blows to the wind I let go, and the magician who was in the middle of chanting forgets to shoot the target.

'Come on, Mr. Ginn. The target's gone, isn't it?

Elsewhere with Mr. Bell's sarcasm, a mage who was a gallery speaks up.

"No chanting magic -!?

"I mean, what happened? The magic of the wind!?

"Ha, probably. Fire, ice, that kind of thing I didn't see..."

"So, but with the magic of the wind, the aim breaks like that?

As the magicians marveled, Olivia frowned and told one of the knights to come looking for a target.

"I told you to hit the target, but didn't you blow the roots off, you didn't hit the target?

Olivia was surprised at first but soon regained her calm as the incumbent magicians made a scene. But when the knight returns looking for the blown out target, they will be even more surprised.

"It's a target hit.... uh, five cut-like marks"

"No chanting magic, five targeted cuts!?

"No, it's six places because it also cuts the stick of the target support!

"How can I do this in such a flash..."

I lack imagination, gentlemen. - I see amazing magicians without interest.

In my head, I think of magic. To the word wind, how do you draw the wind? If you want to, you can tear the target into eight pieces. That's what imaginary magic is, imaginary magic is.

I see, and Olivia nodded.

"Unchanted, this power and skill. I must admit, when it comes to magic, what is your strength? But what about something other than magic?"

"...?

"In the case of raids in downtown or other situations where there are people around me who are magically unable to respond, I am interested to know how to respond"

Olivia stood in front of me and told me in the face.

"You're a magician, but what about melee and weapons-using skill? No, what, if you say you're not sure about melee, that's fine. You're a magician, so you can't fight like a knight."

Far from it, but is it irony to the sorcerer? No, you simply don't like me. Fine, that provocation, I'll give you a ride.

"Lord Olivia, your point is the best. What do you think? What is it about me and the Knight Hall doing a mock fight while capturing the image of melee? Oh, of course, I don't use attack magic to avoid injury about magic.... What do you think?

"... ho"

It was the first time something grinning appeared on Olivia's face. Of course, was it offensive, not favorable?

"That's quite an interesting offer. Great, let's take it. I'll take care of them."

Bring me a mock sword and my shield - telling my men's knights, Olivia turned a challenging glance at me.