Munchkin of the Summoning Academy

Summoner’s Cup (9)

Thanks to the points we got in the archery match, our team took the first place overall.

An atmosphere that melted away as if he had completely forgotten the treason of the unicorn.

After cooling down a bit, I patted Persia on my lap and watched the next game comfortably.

The fourth event is Summoning Alchemy.

Of course, we will do our best, but we are not aiming for first place, so it is less burdensome.

How long has it been since you sat on a chair and enjoyed the feel of soft fox fur?

A player from the student council who participated with enthusiasm brought a decent result of placing 2nd.

The other teams are also engaged in a fierce battle, so there is no change in the overall ranking.

“Um, it’s lunch time soon.”

“Did everyone bring a lunch box?”

Everyone in the players waiting room summoned the lunch box they had prepared.

The Summoner Cup was held from morning to evening, so you had to prepare a meal separately.

The maidservant who takes out a lunch box that boasts a huge volume because it includes the belongings of the summons.

Unlike me, who enjoys the contents comfortably, Sylvia did not even touch the meal.

It looks like it’s easier to fight if you’re on an empty stomach.

On the other hand, Michael’s mouth burst and he put the contents in.

I didn’t look like someone who usually overeats…

Now that I see, the contents of the lunch box are also quite unique.

But it doesn’t look like it would be very tasty, so Persia, who was spying secretly, shook her head.

“This…”

“A special meal for replenishing magical power. Because we don’t have enough energy to compete in an Artifact Crafting Competition until a team battle.”

Michael, who briefly explained, teased the fork with an anguished expression.

Now that I see, Christine has a similar composition.

It seems to be a common strategy in this kind of competition.

I’m glad I don’t have to.

I filled my stomach to the point where it wasn’t overdone, and I even finished the tea after dinner…

Christine, who had barely finished eating, took out tangerine rice cakes without getting tired of it.

Today’s guy has a purple color for some reason.

Besides, it has something like lemon inside.

“What else is he?”

“I changed it to lemon soda flavor.”

“Is it possible to change the taste…”

Persia, who sticks out her tongue in a small way and is covetous.

The tangerine rice cake, noticing the boy’s gaze, quickly clings to the owner.

I spoke somewhat impulsively to Christine, who was sucking its contents.

“Can’t I have a drink too?”

“What? Go, all of a sudden?”

“Last time, you were going to buy me some rice.”

“Beep?”

Christine’s face becomes perplexed when he brings up the academy’s regular meeting.

Tangerine rice cakes that constantly look at us in turn.

After hesitating for a while, she reluctantly hands him over.

The next head of the White family, a reasonable choice.

It is much cheaper to eat here than to buy rice once.

I drank the contents through a straw in case she would change her mind.

“Come on, wait!”

“Beep…”

Enjoy the taste while listening to a strange moan.

Much better than expected.

It has a moderately sweet and sour taste, and it is refreshing as if it even controls its own temperature.

Is this a summoned beast from the north?

I can understand why Christine was living with her mouth.

But before I was done, she snatched him up and blushed.

When I try to protest, a new straw is summoned in her hand.

“Can’t you wait for me to bring you a new one?”

“Oh, sorry… I didn’t know there was another.”

“Were those consumables?”

“Of course! How many straws made of bamboo…”

Surprised by the unexpected fact, the signal calling for the players to start the next match rang out.

Michael, who appeared with a very uncomfortable expression, as if he was bloated from overeating, easily took first place.

Unlike me, who struggled with the Artifact Owner, the overwhelming performance.

Thanks to this, the dean, whose principal was raised more than 10 times, shed tears.

“I ask for two more wins, guys…”

“By the way, the president must have majored in artifact production… Something is different from his image.”

Maria smiled bitterly as she uttered a new impression after being a little shy.

I didn’t mean it very seriously, but apparently no one was listening.

“I can’t help it. It’s not your brother’s choice…”

“Ah.”

I realized the meaning of her words too late and clicked my tongue slightly.

There is no way that the children of a great family like Westwall could choose their major at will, but I made a mistake.

Perhaps the California owner, Marquess Westwall, would have chosen it instead.

Maria was instructed to learn Summoning Alchemy, and Michael to Artifact Crafting…

When she saw my expression, Maria shook her head as if she was sorry for nothing.

Christine, who was next to him, said with a smirk.

“I didn’t care because I was planning on choosing repatriation from the beginning anyway.”

This is a rare fortune in which the family and the individual’s wishes coincide.

I wondered if I should ask the handmaiden for advice on choosing a major…

She shook her head as if reading my mind.

Then he puts his mouth close to my ear and mutters as if to be relieved.

“You don’t need to look at me. Your will is the will of Count El Cloud.”

“Go… Is it okay with classical magic?”

“You’ll be a good match for your master. That’s a good idea.”

A surprisingly positive answer.

But this is because the professor in charge does not know that he is the dean.

I greeted Michael, who returned to the players waiting room, determined to hide it until the end.

The long-awaited 7th game after a disappointing 4th place in the 6th event.

The turn of summoning swordsmanship, the most popular event of the Summoner Cup, has arrived.

Up until now, most matches have been conducted with battle royale or similar rules… but summoning swordsmanship is treated differently.

This is a tournament system in which individual matches are played one after the other.

The atmosphere in the hall is already at its peak.

Sylvia, who had been warming herself up moderately, came out with a pale face.

Usually she is supposed to wear proper armor, but she wears comfortable clothing and minimal armor.

Colleagues in the waiting room were secretly concerned, but… Sylvia’s main job is an assassin, so this is correct.

“Then I’ll go.”

“Yeah, be careful.”

Sylvia, who smiled hard at me, quickly climbed up the arena.

Most of her competitors are in armor.

In addition, the size difference is considerable.

“Hey, it looks really small…”

“Don’t worry. What’s the use of swordsmanship if you can only win by size?”

Of course, he was not ignored or ignored just because he was small.

Our team is currently in first place overall with good grades.

The gap with 2nd place isn’t very big, but it’s definitely something to watch out for as it has been consistently ranked at the top.

I foretold Sylvia’s victory and put my buttocks on the chair.

Sylvia doesn’t even participate in team battles, so there’s no need to conserve her magic.

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Just use the Auror Blade to crush them and stop.

But to overshadow such predictions, Sylvia did not use Aurors at all.

Watching me engage in close combat with heavily armed opponents with my practice sword makes my spine cool.

“Madame, please…”

“There’s no need to show up on stage like that.”

When I ask with an ominous feeling, the answer comes back as if I had been waiting for it.

Again, the handmaiden restricted the use of Aurors.

While the dean next to him screamed with a strange sound, Sylvia stepped on the opponent’s sword and thrust the sword into the gap of the steel gaiters.

It’s a practice sword, so it’s made blunt, but it will hurt quite a bit.

“Ouch!”

A long sword that aims under the helmet whether the opponent is screaming or not.

Sylvia didn’t stop breathing.

I was worried and pressed my feet against Persia’s head, which had stood up, and let out a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, the handmaiden sighs for other reasons as soon as the first round is over.

“I don’t have a proper opponent. I’ve been looking out for you to the best of my ability…”

Eshasu in the special grandstand also had a slightly boring expression.

Princess Elena and King Edwin II looked a little tired.

It would be hard work to get people’s attention in a place like that.

I was fortunate not to be born into a royal family, and watched Sylvia’s winning streak, thinking like a joke.

It was an overwhelming force like Michael.

Is it because the most popular event, Summoning Swordsmanship, ended a little unilaterally?

After the eighth match was over in a slightly subdued atmosphere, the long-awaited team battle of summoned beasts came.

This is also a tournament system because it is treated differently from other sports.

Since the matches are held continuously, you have to pay attention to the distribution of magic power and managing the condition of the summons.

In general, magic power increases with age and training…

Our team, made up of students, has the youngest average age in this competition.

Of course, in terms of horsepower, it is very disadvantageous.

Except for me.

Therefore, Michael proposed a very reasonable operation.

“Even so, I can’t stand the 4th round… Me and Christine will only fill the seats, Louise, so you have to solve the 2nd round.”

“Hey, alone?”

“You’re only 3 S ranks. Your magic power isn’t even at the level of a human.”

Looking at Ethel and Laurie, Michael said as if he had noticed everything.

It’s not an impossible operation, since the opponents will be in very poor condition anyway.

The spirit sisters muttered confidently as if they were rather excited.

“Don’t worry! It was meant to be that way from the beginning.”

“In the first place, it should have been a solo stage for Lewis, but what are you going to do with a team match?”

“Edel… How often do you fight one-on-one in a real match? It’s definitely a team match.”

The superlative fire spirit pretended not to hear my explanation and went out to the arena.

Medusha’s bloody yet realistic threats and cheers pour from behind.

“Stupid fox! Stupid spirits! If you think you can’t come back after winning, die!”

“Hey…”

As soon as I was comforting the frozen Persia, inside the stadium.

I sent out all three teams that were registered on the team roster from the beginning.

In this game, up to 3 units can be used per person, so this is a very unconventional strategy.

“Over there, all three groups already…”

“The rest of us are all 1st class. Are you trying to conserve magic power?”

“That’s right. Because that’s the winner… It’s a pity, but we can’t afford to make it to the final. Instead, let’s make sure we hold our ankles here.”

As if this strategy was unpleasant, the opposing team, who spoke openly, brought out all the summons.

On the other hand, Christine only summoned the Ice Spirit, and Michael only summoned the Water Spirit.

The game was started after the rules were explained once again as he was choking on the great pressure.

At the same time as the start signal, the summoned beasts over there run after me.

‘Even if it is different from the rules of the academy, it is very different.’

Being able to attack a summoner directly would be such a burden.

As I suddenly hardened my body, Persia bravely blocked my way.

“Master, behind me…”

“Hey. You have to have a place to hide to hide.”

I think I heard the same line the last time I fought Russell…

Unlike back then, the eight tails drooped when the pinzan was given.

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Just as I was about to apologize for being sorry, an ice barrier blocked the advance of the summons.

Some of the weaker dogs are completely frozen and reverse summoned.

He tried to pierce through the flame-type pets, but Ethel easily handled it.

“Okay! Last time I got a weird trick, but this time it’s not like that, right?”

“let’s go!”

When Ethel and Laurie switch to an onslaught, the opponent bites their molars tightly.

“A spirit that speaks human?”

“Still, I’m sure it’s a spirit. It completely blocks elemental attacks. Repatriate right away…”

“Where!”

Christine and Michael, who were guarding me, cut off their rites.

This one’s hands are also tied together, but it’s a technique that doesn’t use much magical power.

With the help of the two, Ethel and Laurie advance.

Persia, who was left behind, turned her head slightly toward me and asked.

“Master, what can we do?”

“We’re useless… Oh, no. Just cheer.”

I got my first win as I watched the bountiful tails wag vigorously.

The white dragon’s eyes followed me tenaciously on the special grandstand.