rtial arts in the past.

 

A product of my training and refinement from my Master.

 

My Master left me alone in most cases, but sometimes, out of the blue, he would take me somewhere outside the Academy.

 

And sometimes, he would thrust me into an area where extremely dangerous monsters ran rampant.

 

Werner: “Hm?” As soon as my fist connected, the sensation was strange.

 

If it was just a regular person, it would have knocked him out.

 

But I felt no ceasing of resistance from this bandit.

 

Werner: “You’re not human, are you?” “……………….”

 

The bandit did not answer my question.

 

Aiming for one of my vitals, it thrust the short sword downwards.

 

It had amazing technique.

 

Judging by its movements, you could not help but feel that it was a well-trained human being.

 

But the sensation I felt on my fist told me that it was otherwise.

 

Werner: “……….and on top of that….”

 

I was concerned about the other two.

 

They were not participating in the attack.

 

But I can sense the Magic Power they began accumulating.

It was as if they were letting the vanguard gain time while they prepared a huge Spell.

 

Rather than this vanguard, I need to do something about the 2 in the rear first.

 

Werner: “Well, whatever.
Here, just lay down for a while.” If it’s not human, there’s no reason to defeat it while preserving its life.

 

I enveloped my hand with Magic Power, and I slashed its head off while dodging an attack.

 

But it still moved.

 

Werner: “………I’m wondering how you were made.
I’m curious now.” Deciding to investigate it later, I cut off its arms and legs to ensure that it was incapacitated.

 

And I proceeded to charge against the two in the back.

 

Werner: “Surrender.” “……….die.”

 

“Unforgiveable.”

 

They mumbled the words without any emotion as they cast a Spell towards me.

 

Werner: “!! WHOA!!”

 

It was a much stronger Spell than I expected.

 

I tried to minimize the damage to the surroundings by creating a Spell Barrier and blocking the attack.

 

As I did so, I fired a Fire Spell towards them.

 

They did not move or try to block my attack.

 

The cloth that was covering their faces burned away.

 

…………and there, I saw the Academy President and Head of Magecraft Research.

 

Werner: “…………the great and noble President of the Mages Academy and Head of Magecraft Science Research is now resorting to petty theft?”

 

“Theft? You’re incorrect, Strout.”

 

The Academy President smiled as he spoke, but his words remained empty.

 

There was absolutely no emotion inside any of his words.

 

And the two looked younger than before.

 

Werner: “If not theft, what are you all doing here?” “Strout, we came here to kill you.”

 

The Head of Research smiled as he spoke too.

 

But just like the President, though their words were stale, their faces shown with abundant emotion.

 

And the dissonance in their expression and speech felt extremely wrong.

 

Werner: “I see.
Do you really think you are capable of accomplishing that?”

 

“Do not be so cocky, Strout.”

 

The Academy President cast another Spell.

 

He combined [Fire] and [Wind] Magic to make a powerful hybrid Spell.

 

It transformed into a fiery tornado and raged about threatening to burn everything around us.

 

Werner: “An impressive Spell, President.
You are indeed one of the authorities of Attack Magic.”

 

But even so, the Spell was too powerful.

 

The Academy President may have been studying theories, but he was not performing those Spells in actual combat.

 

There was no way that he should have been this strong.

 

In order to mitigate the damage from the fiery tornado, I surround the area with a Magic Barrier.

 

I had to put multi-layer Barriers in a wide radius.

If I didn’t, not only would the Marquis Mansion burn down, but the entire neighborhood would be incinerated to ash otherwise.

 

“You let your guard down, Strout.” I heard the Academy President’s voice coming from my side.

 

At the same time, a powerful lightning struck down upon me.

 

I managed to place a Magic Barrier in time to protect myself.

 

Werner: “Head of Research, have you gotten stronger?” The Head of Magecraft Science Research was not adept with Attack Magic.

 

“Of course.
We have been reborn.”

 

And the Academy President and Head of Research’s face began glowing red.

 

Horns grew from their heads and wings spread out from their backs.

 

The two were no longer human at all.

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