My Daily Life In Magic Academy's

Announcement

Because of the busyness in Real life this story will stop me and will not continue again. Sorry to disappoint you again...

It turns out that college while working is tiring, also because the higher the semester, the harder to find free time in writing. Since most of these novels take scientific data fairly accurately, I am increasingly having trouble executing the story... So there are many reasons why I decided to quit.

Okay that's aja... It is also possible that I will disappear from this Platform for an unspecified time...

Goodbye to everyone

Make a word... The last letter I wrote continued yesterday.

Me and Ema left our team. Before leaving I handed the other members of Class B to Raihan. Raihan has a capable ability, as well, I also allowed him to use his physical strengthening magic, making me certain, Raihan will definitely easily defeat three people from B class, as well, regardless he is outnumbered at this point

I went to the western region, a region that was really very far away from our second class headquarters. In this way, the fights we will do will run fairly.

Ema and I continued to run, until we finally came to an empty land. In the office area, there is building debris, indicating that this place once stood a building.

Felt fit with the field, or rather the field of the former building stands. Me and Ema stopped running. We both stood face to face with a distance of 7 meters, staring at each other.

Ema gave a serious expression, looking at me with an inspecting look. While me... I hid my intention, to analyze it, therefore I was currently just smiling lightly looking at him with a look like an innocent person.

Good Ema Knezesevi... What is your first step against me...

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Fantasia Mira. A little girl from Class A, now currently standing before Ema Knezevic.

He looked at Ema with a strange look, he looked at her like the gaze of a child who had gotten a new, sparkling toy, with both of her Heterochromia eyeballs she kept staring at Ema with stars appearing in her eyes. It's just a metaphor, stars don't really appear in his eyes.

On the other hand, Ema herself, looked at him with a skeptical gaze. It was like staring at a mysterious beast, an unknown danger that the beast was hiding.

Ema's decision, when leaving her team, because of Mira's words that she really can't guess.

"My current position in the class is just like yours."

The words he had assembled into a sentence that was implicitly this persuasion sentence, really made Ema make a decision without thinking.

A series of sentences, which instantly made a sense of alert to this little girl immediately skyrocketed. His vigilance increased drastically.

"So this little girl who became the brains of Class A." Inner Ema, said, as she continued to inspect the silver-haired little girl in front of her.

The face of the little girl in front of him at this moment showed absolutely no sense of pressure, he could not tell the emotions, or what was on the little girl's head. But if his words are true... Regarding her position just like Ema, it means that this little girl is the brain of Class A. He's the one who's planning all of Class A's moves... The ability of the little girl in front of him could not be guessed by him. He seems to be defeated by Reiko, but from that defeat he seems to deliberately succumb... Clearly, something was hidden from him. And something that he is hiding, is important information to be able to win this tournament... Such was the result of Ema's analysis when she saw the figure before her, a small silver-haired, heterochromia-eyed girl, named Mira Fantasia.

"If you want to beat someone, get his head." Ema thought, while gathering her magic energy.

As soon as her magic energy accumulated, Ema influenced the atoms around her to arrange them into molecular structures, creating a material... An object, an object that became his weapon. A large sledgehammer the size of an adult's body, weighing dozens... It can't weigh hundreds of pounds. Even so, he was still able to swing it, by affecting the graviton particles in the hammer he held with his right hand, the hammer did not feel heavy at all.

"Hmmm... What an interesting magic. You can create finished goods with your magic." Mira said, impressed by Ema's magic.

"It's a magic I developed myself." Answer Ema.

"Hmmm..." Mumbled The little girl.

The reason why he could be impressed with Ema's magic, was because most of the witches had only made one object whose molecular structure was uncomplicated. Such as land, water, fire, and various other things. No one made an object like Ema, who made sledgehammers with complex constructions. Like the handle made of wood, which is coated with iron, the head is made of hardened soil, the tip of the hammer is flat-shaped coated with titanium. It really shows that the material used in one hammer is very complex.

To turn particles into matter requires a very complex formula. But this girl, Ema Knezsevic was able to make a complex hammer with a short time, indicating that her understanding of quantum mechanics cannot be underestimated.

Ema Knezevic mounted the horses, preparing to attack. Mira responds by raising her left hand, collecting Carlania particles, ready to activate her magic.

The air suddenly waisted, Ema's face changed, she looked at Mira with a sharp look. While Mira, not changing her expression at all, she smiled even more happily, looking at Ema who was preparing to attack her.

"Is there anything funny?" Ask Ema.

Realizing that it was her expression that made Ema ask like that, Mira changed her expression, turning flat. As if I didn't care about the world around me.

"He didn't look depressed at all... Wait, as I recall during the first tournament he also showed the same expression. He had a flat expression, no matter how dangerous the situation was... Is his emotions dead?" Ema thought, observing Mira's expression.

"Haaahs... He seemed to be trying to provoke me with his expression. But instead of being provoked, I was even more wary of him... Obviously this guy..."

It was the toughest opponent Ema had ever faced.

Ema was aware of that, even though she had not exchanged attacks. But from his so calm nature, showing such a high sense of trust.

A person can get to that stage, have a high sense of confidence for two reasons.

Second, because he knew exactly how his opponent was capable, making him know many things to be able to counter attacks from his opponent.

Ema does not know, the reason that makes Mira can be as confident as that. But it's obvious... Through this nature, Ema knows that Mira... More superior than him, it made him feel inferior about his abilities.

"Huuuf..." Ema let out a long sigh, humbling her horses. The horses that were suitable to make him darted swiftly towards Mira.

As the seconds passed, Ema's sweat began to pour from her body... Although he did not move, his nervousness, made himself sweat to wet his forehead. Hour...

As a drop of sweat fell to the ground, Ema finally moved...

He bolted...

It was traveling at a speed that exceeded the speed of a bullet. He who had evolved beyond the limits of normal humans due to the Carlania Particles made the ground where he stood cracked as he used both feet as a spring to make his body shoot at high speed. The greater the force, the greater the energy produced, making the asphalt where it stands feel the outflow of energy produced by Ema.

Within a few milliseconds, Ema made it to Mira. Swinging his big hammer, the adult-sized sledgehammer swung towards Mira. The head of the hammer that had been clad in titanium was swung towards Mira's tiny body.

Klang's!

The roar of wind blew as Ema swung her hammer. Then when the hammer stayed a few inches longer hit Mira's body, the sound of iron clashing was heard. Ema instantly widened her eyes.

Mira Fantasia, who had not previously held a weapon, was now holding a shield in her left hand, perfectly resisting Ema's attack.

Although Mira managed to resist Ema's attack, the shock force and thrust of Ema's large hammer which he had added weight made Mira bounce as far as 5 meters. Fortunately, he was able to land seamlessly on the asphalt even though both of his legs were still dragged as far as a meter when he landed on the ground.

"Haaahs... I thought I couldn't make something as complex as you." Mira muttered while shaking her left hand, which was no longer holding a shield. His shield disappeared as the molecules that made up the shield had been removed, making his hammer disappear in thin air. "Damn! I should have used Barrir's magic just now, my hands were numb to your attack." Reciprocity.

"It's not easy to make things like me. How long do you think I'll be able to perfect this magic?" Reply Ema, commenting on Mira's murmur.

"How long is it?" ask Mira.

"..... Five years." Ema hesitated a bit, which she might have revealed was important information, but she decided that this information was related to her past, and that her past had nothing to do with this tournament, therefore, after a moment of silence, Ema answered Mira's question.

"That's a long time ago..." Mira comments, impressed by Ema's dedication to perfecting her magic.

"Yes... That is, but the results are not in vain." Ema said, swinging her hammer, twirling around her body as if the big sledgehammer was just a light stick.

"Your abilities are really great Ema..." Praise, Mira to Ema. "If you may know, are you interested in going to class A?" Overview, asking.

"What do you mean by that question?" Ask Ema, suspiciously.

"From your behavior. It's obvious that you're not interested in this tournament. At the first tournament, you were just playing around against Raihan. I don't think you care if you win or lose, I see that you just want to find entertainment from this tournament. Therefore I wonder why anyone who is not interested in this tournament would try so hard to be the brain of his class." Clearly Mira, revealed the results of her observation. "What's the reason you're trying so hard to get into Class A?"

"I want to ask you the same thing. Why is it that people who do not seem interested in this tournament are so hard at work in this tournament? Until you take a position as the class brain?" Ask Ema.

"Because I was forced." Mira answered, briefly.

"Then it's the same with me. I was also forced by Reiko. He's so obsessed with getting into A's class." Obviously Ema.

"Why?"

"You may be members of Class A unaware of this. But... The lower class of class A is discriminated against. The perpetrator of such discrimination is our upperclassman."

"I just found out about this..." Mira said, shocked. "You... Not making it up, is it?" Ask Mira, skeptical.

"You're free to believe in me or not." Answer Ema.

"...."

Mira instantly fell silent, with a pondering face. It's like he's thinking something, I don't know what he's thinking.

"By the way, how's your hand? Is it still numb?"

".... It's not." Mira stopped pensively, looking at Ema, before she answered her question.

"Good then. Let's continue." Said Ema, swinging her sledgehammer, then she put up the same horses, preparing to dart towards Mira.

Mira smiled a little. Then he also prepared, raising his right hand, collecting Carlania particles in his hand. "Thank you for giving me time to remove the numbness in my hands." Mira.

"Together..." Ema replied, then she darted quickly towards Mira at high speed.