Chapter 145 – Favoritism Hurts (3)

As Iona said, the one-on-one sparring with Iona did not end once, but continued every day.

And every day it was robbed.

No. As I got used to Iona, and as much as I learned this and that, I increased the intensity of her sparring, so I was beaten more severely as the days went by.

… But today will be different!

“Blast Burn!”

A huge flame with mass explodes according to the start word.

Scattering sharp pieces of flame. Each one draws a fast and irregular trajectory, but the destination is the same.

The materialized fire cast by Iris the other day while demonstrating elemental combination magic.

It is a combination of fire magic and earth magic that developed it more violently, and it is also the magic of conversion prepared for today.

However, Iona only smiled brightly at the sight of her magic shooting at her own vital points.

“Awesome! Awesome! This is the vision of the Sylvan Magic Tower, right? In the last duel, you used a wide-range attack, but this time you’ve prepared anti-personnel magic! You worked hard, Yandel student!”

“If you know, please hit me!”

“I hate that! It looks sick!”

Iona jokingly responded and waved her hand from left to right. Five or six ice picks were created along the trail.

Continuous casting of Icicle Spear? Or multiple stockades?

“Ice Arrow!”

… No, it’s an ice arrow

It is a characteristic of Arrow-type magic that you can create several at once or that you can control the trajectory to some extent even after shooting them.

Why are the arrows so thick?

While chilling inside. Iona’s ice arrow, which was shot quickly, accurately intercepted and destroyed the fragments of my blast burn.

Pop! Perbung!

Even then, one of the remaining arrows pierced the steam and, as a bonus, pierced my heart.

“Cheuk….”

Obvious fatal injuries. Of course, thanks to the Blood Shift, there are no major scars other than the hole in his clothes.

Only the pain that burned like an afterimage reminds me that I suffered the opposite.

Although Blood Shift absorbs more than a certain amount of pain along with scars, I still can’t get used to this feeling of approaching death.

I didn’t know that the magic prepared by putting Iris and her head against each other with the communication crystal ball for the past few days would be blocked like this.

It’s not just about exploding, but I still have good memories of whining about adding a guidance function to the fragments.

At this point, I’m starting to get angry.

“Aaaaagh! Just let me poke you once! Please, just once!”

Of course, even when I was fine, I couldn’t even brush my collar, but what difference would it make if I ran with my eyes turned upside down?

“No! No! No matter how angry you are, what can you do if the wizard rushes at you so ignorantly, Yandel student! And stabbing… Tuck! I’m not saying such dirty things to the professor!”

This time, she was knocked down and knocked down by Iona, who strengthened her body with her secondary magic.

It happened many times, in a way, it could be said that it was a recent daily life.

However, no matter how much shock he could withstand, he couldn’t help but accumulate mental fatigue.

As soon as I lay down on the ground, my eyes slowly closed.

She lost her mind at the last sight of the startled Iona running over the closed field of view.

***

When I opened my eyes, I was in a bed in the infirmary.

It’s a little softer than the intensive care unit where I was hospitalized after defeating Edmerek.

As I was blankly thinking about that, a middle-aged priest with a curly look approached me from far away.

Probably the priest in charge of this infirmary.

“Are you awake?”

“Ah, yes. I….”

“Don’t worry. There is nothing wrong with the body. Professor Iona is unnecessarily thorough in this area.”

The priest with a tut tsk tongue uttered a short prayer, gave a blessing, and nodded.

“Get a good rest today. I will tell Professor Iona well.”

“Thank you.”

He nodded, and the priest, who received a rough greeting, headed straight out of the hospital room. And a scream from the next room telling me to roll my body a bit.

After listening to the contents, it seems that they are busy with the students of the department of articles that are published every day.

I had just woken up and was looking up at the ceiling with a blank head when the door burst open and Carla and Elisha came in.

“Master! You’re okay right?! It’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone faint in Professor Iona’s class… You’re not really sick or anything like that?!”

“You heard the explanation from the priest earlier, stop making a fuss, Carla. … By the way, isn’t Professor Iona really too much? No matter how important sparring is, how can you push people until they collapse?”

Carla, who was worried while gently pulling my arm, and Elisha, who secretly expressed her dissatisfaction with Iona.

I tickled their chins and quickly calmed down and became quiet.

“Well, don’t be like that. In fact, not everyone can take Professor Iona’s one-on-one class, right?”

“That… Yes. It’s a bit extreme, but Professor Iona taught me how to fight a mage without sparing anything.”

“Yes. It’s impossible unless you become your slave like us, or make you your disciple.”

The academy is an educational institution to nurture talented people regardless of their background… That said, there is no professor who really teaches everything about himself.

Mage Tower or Guild. Or those who are bound by family because of their vision.

If you are a successful person without any special background, how to hide your bottom line even more for your own value.

But Iona didn’t.

The method was a bit rough, but he really did his best to teach me.

In fact, it can be said that he is trying to teach everything except blood magic and vampire-like fighting methods that emphasize tough life force.

This is close to favoritism.

I also know very well.

I can feel the change in the past few days, how can I not know?

It’s not that I can use new magic or that my magic power has increased… If I am now, I will be able to overwhelm me before.

But being grateful is being grateful, and being nasty is being nasty.

“Strength… I need strength.”

Power strong enough to feed Iona honey chestnuts… !

***

“That’s how it happened. Is there any better way, Iris?”

– Huh… Didn’t that professor say that he was fighting while limiting his own strength, master? Even so, I couldn’t even brush a hem of her clothes.

The dormitory where I came back only after taking an entire day off from classes.

As soon as she arrived, she turned on the communication crystal and talked to Iris about what had happened today.

As I was complaining about her like that, she secretly lay her head on my lap and stared at my face endlessly, while Carla spoke her mind.

And in order to see Iris’s face, Elisha stretched out her neck, ignoring me for sticking close to me.

Now that I’m used to having the two of them on either side, I naturally continued talking while squatting here and there.

Malang and Molang.

“Really, what’s wrong, Iris? Something like a forbidden spell, or a magic that is so strong that it can only be used if passed unanimously in some meeting.”

-Such magic can be called the romance of a wizard in a way, but the result is not very good.

Iris smiled incredulously and pointed at her own fairly swollen breasts.

-First of all, I was caught trying to cast a forbidden spell.

“Oh.”

Summoning spirits is also a forbidden spell.

-The latter also exists, but I can’t tell you because I don’t know. Even if they were informed, the owner wouldn’t be able to use it personally because such magic would require a national budget.

“Is that enough?”

– That’s why high-ranking people strictly manage it.

When I thought about it, I couldn’t help but nod my head because it was true.

“Ah, but Iris, is that a mulberry?”

-… Are you teasing me?

“Uh.”

Iris’s breasts can only be seen by taking them off completely or by touching them.

At least not enough to tell from her baggy clothes like now.

-You were too greedy… Next time I’ll try to get it a bit bigger.

Iris licks her lips as if regretting it, takes out something like a round jelly from her chest, and throws it somewhere.

Now it’s the usual Iris.

“Anyway, there’s no sharp way, right?”

-At least that’s how it seems to me. To put it bluntly, it is to combine the creation of a new elemental combination magic with the elemental resonance that the master recently succeeded in….

“Being robbed by Professor Iona isn’t a matter of power, so it’s meaningless to increase power, right?”

– Exactly. But it’s kind of surprising. I knew Professor Iona was amazing, but in any case, isn’t she a wizard who has reached the end of a high-ranking wizard like me? To be honest, I’m not confident I won’t get hit if I limit my power that much.

“What… Since he fights so well, he must have taken on magic combat, not other subjects.”

There are some things that Iona fought well from the beginning, but the race itself as a vampire is also strong.

Iris doesn’t seem to know much about it, but if you compare only Iris and Iona’s fighting power, Iona will be far superior.

Of course, one day I will be stronger than Iona… How can I wait until then

However, if there is no way to do this, in the end, there is no choice but to do it.

It took a moment to let out a deep sigh of regret. Elisha, who was somehow looking into the crystal ball, felt sorry for me, and stroked the nape of my neck.

“You. Don’t die too much Anyway, you mean, all you need is to give Professor Iona a shot?”

“Uh. It’s so unfair that I just get hit every day.”

“Then, in a cowardly way, how about looking for a weakness?”

“Weakness?”

Did Iona have any weaknesses?

“For a moment.”

Come to think of it, I… Surprisingly, not much is known about Iona.

That would also be true, because Iona was a character that could not be captured in H&A.

She can’t have Iona as her teammate, so she’s never seen a status window or anything like that, and she doesn’t even know how to fight, since she doesn’t even have a 1v1 sparring event like this.

To put it bluntly, she appears briefly fighting in the second half of an all-out war, but it’s really brief, so it’s hard to grasp.

It’s not like you can know everything about a wizard just by looking at magic.

Knowing your opponent in order to win is the basic of the basics.

Could it be that he couldn’t even keep it and was drinking sober?

First of all, what Iona likes and what she hates. And she needs to find out what little habits there are.

“Elisha, you are a genius!”

“To? Yes? Hmmm. I am like this! Praise me more!”

“Elisha is pretty! Her thighs are hotter than Carla’s!”

“What about the other parts?!”

“Your ears are so cute!”

“It’s good! Oh ho ho ho!!”

I don’t know, but anyway, she praised me so much that I even fanned out and liked Elisha.

The way her blue bun hair swayed softly was very reassuring.

Is this the heart of a boss with a competent subordinate by his side?

Inwardly stalking Iona… No, she smiled heartily as she planned to observe.

A chance to directly find out what is not in the setting book.

In the meantime, she feels like her fan spirit for H & A, which she had forgotten through going through this and that, is reviving.