It’s been three months since Tina and I went to the hot springs.
Since then, Tina takes a bath with at the mansion occasionally. Well, there are also tis when Youko and the girls join …
School life’s pretty great, huh.
Everyone in our class got excellent marks, be it in competitions, in classroom lectures, or in the periodical examinations.
We already had 3 matches—all of which are victorious, so we kept our classroom. I never had the opportunity to fight, though.
I think it’s high ti for to go out in battle because I wanted to show off my cool side to Tina, of course. Fortunately, the next match is mine.
It’ll be a one-on-one face-off with the opponent class’s representative.
The winner will be decided based on whether the opponent recognized his loss, fainting, or falling off the arena. There will also be no limit on the support receivable from the other mbers of the class.
My challenger is a major one – he is the leader of the strongest class in Year 7; in other words, the top student of the whole academy. He’s also the student council president.
The council president is a magician at par with the professors, and it’s rumored that he’ll be a Sage in the future.
Such a big-ti rival, but I can’t lose no matter what.
I already said I wanted to show off, but more than that, it is a critical match. If I lose, Tina will be taken away from .
Why did this happen? Well, a few days back, the student council president was smitten with Tina at first sight, and he wanted her to take charge of his own class. Tina responded that she would do so, provided he defeats in battle.
So our match was decided like this.
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“Halt-sama, I’m sorry… Because of …”
The appointed day of the match finally ca, and Tina apologized while we were in the waiting room. She regretted that because of their tit-for-tat, I ended up in a face-off with that Class Rep.
“You already apologized so many tis. No need to worry, you know. I’ll definitely win.”
I patted Tina on the head as I said that.
Mr. President is considered a genius of the magic, and he was already widely known as the strongest student when he was still in fourth grade.
I felt a wave of apprehension initially, but seeing Tina being so remorseful strengthened my resolve.
I’ll go full-out and win this ga!
I kissed Tina and headed to the arena.
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We stood facing each other on the stage.
I can feel how great his magic is.
Well, it doesn’t amount to anything when compared to Tina and Headmaster, but he’s definitely above-level from everyone in my class; moreover, he’s controlling its flow so smoothly.
All of Pres’s teammates who were standing behind him outside the arena also possess sophisticated magic. They already conjured a magic circle and were preparing to cast auxiliary magic on Pres.
My opponent really ca on full force with the intent to win.
“I don’t have any grudges against you, but I just had to get Professor Tina. Sorry, but I have to inflict a painful mory on you.”
Waves of magical power that carry a killing intent so intense emanated from Pres, and it’s so unimaginably different from his handso and kind-looking aura.
I didn’t bother replying and decided to wait for the match to start.
The umpire climbed up the stage and explained the rules.
The battle starts—
“Fire Lance!”
Right off the bat, I attacked him with 100 Fire Lances—Pres deflected it easily with his magically strengthened arms.
Though speed was not a priority and was insufficient for this attack, I never expected he’ll co out unscathed.
“Oops, that’s quite sudden. I’m surprised how powerful your attack is, considering it’s just [Fire Lance], the lowest grade spell…You’re really desperate for Professor Tina.”
“I was also amazed you’re able to repel that.”
“Heh, I may look like this, but my title as the academy’s strongest is not just for show, you know.”
“Well then, that title will be mine after today.”
“Hah, you do say such amusing words. Can you still say that after you witness this?”
Pres raised his hand high in the air.
A gigantic summoning circle materialized.
“Co, Ifrit!”
The Fire Spirit King, holding a flaming spear, erged.
Hey, is this real? I also thought of summoning that guy!
“Hmm? Oh, your opponent is Master Halt?”
“Ifrit, do you know him?”
“Ahh, yes, he’s one of my contractors.”
Yes, you heard that right. I also ford a contract with Ifrit.
Ifrit forms contracts with a few people, unlike Undine, who has an exclusive contract with . Apparently, Pres is one of those contractors.
In case multiple summonings for the sa Spirit occur, the first one to summon takes precedence. Ifrit can attack based on Pres’s orders.
“I can’t believe you also have a contract with Ifrit… Ah, but I guess it’s a pity; this ti, as my ally, I’ll make him attack you.”
Ifrit charged at and threw a punch at with his flaming fist. I avoided him while observing Pres’s movents.
He was trying to activate a large-scale magical attack, and his teammates were helping him. It’ll take approximately 10 seconds for him to release it.
—This is bad.
I probably can’t evade an attack that huge on ti. If I set-up a defense magic barrier, I won’t receive damage, but there's a possibility I’ll be blasted away off the field.
If that happens, it’ll automatically be my defeat. I glanced at the audience's seats. I saw Tina’s anxious expression, and my hesitations vanished.
I can’t lose no matter what.
First, I need to get rid of the nuisance.
“Water Lance!”
I conjured dozens of water spears, then I arranged them in a braided manner. It beca a water cage trapping Ifrit.
Unfortunately, it’s the Fire Spirit King we’re talking about.
“Master Halt, do you really think you can stop with just this?”
The water cage was quickly destroyed.
Hey, that’s what I expected. It bought so ti to activate the next step.
Undine won’t win against Ifrit in a simple fight. I need to summon an ally stronger than her.
“Co! Lightning Lance!”
A pillar of light descended from the sky.
“Fumu, you summoned earlier than I anticipated. So, what is the first job?”
It was Mai and i’s father, the Old Man, holding a lightning javelin.
“Can you beat that guy?”
I pointed towards Ifrit, who looked vexed.
Old Man looked at him with a smirk.
“Piece of cake.”
Ard with the shining javelin, Old Man strode towards Ifrit.
“Hiiiii!!!!”
Ifrit let out a short scream, then scrambled back towards Pres.
“S, sorry! I cannot, for the life of , defeat that One. I already worked off the duration incorporated in the spell, so please do sothing about this on your own.”
Ifrit hurriedly vanished.
“Wait, what!?”
Pres looked around confusedly.
“What a sloppy guy, leaving the contractor and running away.”, Old Man said.
“I, I really don’t get it, but let’s end this! teora!”
Pres’s spell is finally completed.
The sky darkened, and another huge magical circle appeared. Suddenly, a gargantuan teorite erged from it, and it fell towards us with great speed.
W, wait, we’re done for!
Escape is impossible. Based on its size, I won’t be able to take and stop it. I desperately tried to layer up defense magic barriers urgently, but Old Man stood in front of .
“There is no need to fear. I am here.”
Old Man grew into a colossal size. He was so huge, only one foot could stand on the 50 square ter fighting stage.
He caught the teorite with one hand—
He crushed it.
“WHAT!?”
Poor Pres was stupefied.
I’m not kidding. I was also bowled over.
Old Man bent over and flicked over the frozen Pres with his giant fingers. That was a sure-ball inescapable flick.
The student council president was blown away. The wind's force from Old Man’s flick also blew his teammates, and they all hit the wall.
Nobody stood up.
“Heh, it’s already over? Alright, I’ll take my leave. Please take care of Mai and i for .”
Old Man waved at Mai and i, then vanished.
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