The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

Cecil, Rowan and Sarasa quickly took control of the rampant nobles.

Cecil scratches his nose head with skill and goes against the wall (rather).

"What do you say, Russell? You put your arms up, us."

"Naturally. Who do you think worked it out?"

I quietly disagree.

Then Cecil pointed her mouth, "You can give me a little compliment," he said.

I am comforted by Sarasa beside me.

Two weeks from the announcement of the acceptance to today.

I bullied Cecil, Sarasa, and Rowan a little.

I reluctantly decided to accompany him to the workout in a way that responded to his request.

But I couldn't have slept in a dorm bed until school started again either.

It's also true that I wanted someone to move my body.

If the three of them hadn't mentioned it, they might have gone out of the Wang capital again, produced a dungeon, and caged it.

Cecil continues to train for speed-conscious mass warfare.

Sarasa increased her magic output and even let [Futuristic] accuracy be honed.

Rowan has some special circumstances and is already a pro in real combat. He also had personal intentions, which made him strive to increase his magic power.

Each faces its own challenges.

The result was a dramatic level increase for a short period of time.

Perhaps if you were at the same junior level as us, you wouldn't be able to get fat.

"You guys, what are you doing there"

When I was in the middle of a business trip, I heard a voice.

Looking back, a man with dark parrot hair approaches.

Hmm......

I roar by accident.

The years would be a little better than mine.

Faces that still remain childish.

Amber eyes are pointed at us.

Average back length, but characterised by well-narrowed muscles hidden in uniform.

They're pretty bullied out of this one, too.

Rowan is also equivalent, but his suppleness feels another kind of balance.

"That's a third class student."

Sarasa pointed to the man's shoulder crest as she slapped her ear.

There is a round of "Blue Rose (Bourum)" depicted there.

It's a crest showing third class students.

"The cherry blossom on the shoulder of that uniform……. You're a junior student. What a fuss."

I have to stay in front of my senior class to make it right.

The moment I opened my mouth to explain the situation, there was something shouting up beside me

"Ya, help me!!

He's a nobleman who's suddenly caught us.

When I saw the man, I asked him for help.

"This, these guys attacked me all of a sudden... You're the marshal. Hey, help me!!

"The marshal?"

"Autonomous organizations created by students - Student Autonomous Associations. It's about that soldier."

It was Rowan who explained.

Hmm......

Do students receive school autonomy?

The school basically runs the student business.

Correcting that discipline is also a student.

To the voice of help, the man did not disproportionately do justice.

I guess I'm used to these things.

It did not distort the expression in particular, nor was it a scenic breeze because it was aristocratic.

Just persevered and stared at us.

"Is what he's saying true?

"You've decided to lie. He was the first one to pull it out."

Cecil points to the rolling noble weapon.

When the marshal grasped the situation, he dropped the shack.

"In the meantime, I want to hear what's going on from everyone. After the entrance ceremony, show up in the Autonomous Chamber in a day or two. If they do not comply, they are forcibly taken. In that case, I'm going to take you to a large extent to make you junior students aware of the activities of the Autonomous Society."

If you don't pull around the city, do you mean the sentence for pulling around on campus?

I see.

It would be a good demonstration.

Looks like you should be following adults.

"By the way, I'd like to ask you"

The marshal turned to me.

"You seem to have a 'cherry blossom' crest on your right shoulder, but you don't have a crest on your left shoulder that shows your function. I don't think you've forgotten about this sunny doorstep."

Tension runs.

Sarasa, who was nearby, heard her throat rattle.

On the right shoulder, a floral crest showing the equidae.

It is stipulated that the left shoulder shall bear a crest indicating his or her functions.

[Warrior (Warrior)] Then it's called "Sword."

But I'm [a villager].

Naturally, there is no such symbolic design.

The school inquired about the matter but was allowed to go to school without a crest.

Are there no circulars for the organizations that autonomize the schools?

Or does this executor just not know, even if the organization has a circular?

I'm not sure, but they haven't recognized me yet.

I decided to answer honestly.

"No need"

"I don't need it... What's this all about?

"I'm [a villager]. I'm getting permission from the school side."

"[Villagers]? [Villager] Because? Kufu...... hahahahahaha......"

The marshal bent to the letter of his body and suddenly began to laugh.

"Such an idiot. There is no way [the villagers] can get into adventurer school. This is a school building that learns the magic of six professions. [Villagers] are not a good place to go in."

"Wait, Mr. Marshal. True. Russell, you are [a villager]. But I can use magic."

Sarasa defends.

The marshal glances sharply.

That alone silenced the weak elf girl.

"[The villagers] are magic? Are you trying to fool me, the marshal? Or is there something this man is holding even in his weakness"

"That's not true! Sure, Russell, he's a strong man, he's not honest, and all he thinks about is being strong..."

Hey......, Cecil. I'm not complimenting you at all.

"I don't fish people for money, like nobles."

"In the first place, Russell, you passed the exam and you're here. There must be no further proof of that."

"Isn't that a little too strong, Lord Marshal?"

Before me and the marshal, Sarasa, Cecil, and Rowan stood up.

"Sure. Pass the entrance exam, if you're here, no problem. But there are sesame seeds, such as people who want to enroll in Adventurer's School. Furthermore, there are numerous stories here, such as the names and grades of seniors who nestled as adventurers, or technical papers born during the drilling process. There's so much information that research institutes and adventurers want out of their throats. Yes. Really? You can't just let it go through."

The marshal looked down from the heavenly side of my head to my toe.

I see.

If you think you're wary enough, they realize I'm not the only one over there.

After acknowledging my strength, you're suspicious.

Should I be honored?

No, it's just not good in the situation.

As it is, before the admission ceremony, it will be the feather to be taken to its autonomous conference room.

There's nothing untrained about the entrance ceremony, but it's a sunny stage around the corner.

I want to spend time with my people.

"So how can you believe me, my Lord Marshal?

"Let's talk carefully first. in the Autonomous Conference Room."

"No! Russell is going to school with us!!

It was Cecil who was furious.

Take the sword again.

At the same time, [Blacksmith] 's magic was activated.

Grant [object acceleration] to the toe

But they're bad.

Before Cecil started, the marshal had already started and built the magic.

[Leg strength increased]

Kick the tan and the ground.

I tried to dive into Cecil's pocket.

As it is, she will be subdued, without using magic.

There was so much difference in strength between Cecil and the law enforcement officers today.

Oh man......

Weren't non-classroom magic forbidden on campus?

I shake hands.

Magic doesn't start.

I just concentrated my magic on the palm of my hand.

There is no magic singing, just playing magic in all directions.

Bachin!!

A sharp sound spreads around.

Moment after moment, the magic around him was wiped out.

Even the magic flowing through his body is blown away, and Cecil, even the magic of the marshal, disappears.

"Me, my magic gone? No, they turned it off!? No, he does nothing magic... In the first place, [villagers]..."

"Your Majesty the Magistrate..."

I speak as gently as I can.

But...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!

I screamed.

The marshal falls back.

You took a distance from me.

In an incredible way, distort your face.

My eyes look at me like a child who has seen a ghost.

"I'm not using magic. Your Highness the Magistrate."

I laughed.