「That was something fierce –jya na.」
Lizwadia Academy’s Headmaster Rougaron looked at the projected image before his eyes and muttered words of admiration.
The place he was at was the academy conference room that existed inside of Lizwadia Academy’s clock tower.
The teachers that numbered over one hundred sat at many office tables that were lined up into a square, and they held their breath at the image that was projected at the center of that square.
That reflected image was, the duel that had been held just a few moments ago.
「Defending against all of that fierce amount of Lightning Bolt and BlitzRegen, and receiving a great magic, to be uninjured. ……And then, he made a high class synthesized magic ineffective, and bestowed damage to a barrier from the inside, making it powerless. ……That’s a record that almost makes you unable to think that he’s human.」
A youthful male magician that was a teacher of the fourth department students as well as a member of the postgraduate course muttered while looking again and again at the documents that he was handed.
And then, starting with that, the teachers opened their mouths.
「Even the second department student Henrietta, who equipped the 『School Swimsuit』 that had become quite the topic two years ago, has already approached the limits of a student, hasn’t she.」
「In the end, it’s a blessing due to the equipment. Even the pretense of the name of 『Princess Knight』 has come off.」
「That 『School Swimsuit』’s ability is nothing more than support. With the power probably being more or less lower, it’s certain that she possesses abilities that isolate her from the typical magician.」
「Right now, rather than about her, it’s about the young man that is employed as a temporary lecturer. His Quick Move and his destroying of the automatic barrier was probably the low rank wind type magic, Wind Arrow. From the fact that he also used a new system of the Magic Clad Sword, I believe that he’s a high ranking 『Magic Knight』-type magician whose forte is in wind type magic but……」
「For him to defend against the high class magic 『Thunderbolt』 with a Magic Clad Sword…… That’s just suicidal.」
「Having it all finish with just a degree of the sword giving in would have to mean there was a special magic formula, or that it was a Magic Sword……」
「I see, if it’s a Magic Sword, that’s probably an understandable result.」
「Then what about that attack that made the synthesized magic powerless? According to theory, without defensive magic starting with a barrier, it should have been an attack that can’t be defended against.」
「Ah, if one were to hit it with an attack that had more damage than what the synthesized magic possessed, they would offset each other.」
「He, at that time, didn’t do anything, not even an aria. Are you trying to say that he fired a high class magic aria-lessly!?」
「Damage that surpasses a high class synthesized magic aria-lessly, you say ……Isn’t something like that already a monster……!」
The heated discussion, wasn’t the same thing that Rougaron himself was thinking about in his mind.
In the first place, it was different right from the source.
(How could this be. ……While possessing that much power, for me to not feel one bit of Maryoku from him……)
The Hobbit tribe, although not to the extent that Elves could, was a race that had sharp senses in regards to Maryoku.
Having noticed that Yuu’s body was one that had no Maryoku from the time that he first had a meeting with Yuu, Rougaron was even more surprised with this battle, at Yuu who had shown power that you could only think was magic even though he had no Maryoku, than the teaching staff in this area.
「Headmaster」
「Mu?」
Rougaron, who had been immersed in his thoughts, raised his head at the voice of the teaching staff that had called him.
「It seems to be something from the Luxeria Guild.」
「A letter? Fumu」
When he was handed an envelope from the teaching staff, Rougaron opened the envelope that was sealed with wax and pulled out the letter.
「…………What was that!?」
The teachers that were heated in discussion over Yashiro Yuu, had fallen silent at Rougaron’s voice.
「H, Headmaster?」
As the youthful male teacher asked, Rougaron had ignored him.
(……Now I see. So he had possessed that sort of connection.)
Rougaron, having now exactly remembered the face of the young man that had been raised up to the topic of the conversation, raised the corners of his mouth into a smile.
「Hohoh. ……For some reason, he certainly is a young man that doesn’t run out of interest.」
While looking at the written down crest that imitated a pocket watch in the letter, Rougaron gently stroked that prominent white moustache of his.