
Then Ravel went towards the principal's room after breakfast. He wanted to ask permission to study the magic that was in the core library of the Astilice Magic School.
"Excuse me, is the principal inside?" ravel said knocking on the door twice and asking for the whereabouts of the principal.
"Come in." replied the principal from the inside.
Then Ravel opened the door of the principal's room and entered it. Then he sat down and spoke to the headmaster.
"I want to train a match with a disciple here who is following the real training of the world's magic war." ravel said she wanted to try the match practice to estimate the ability of other participants in the real exercise that at first she only intended to ask permission to study magic in the school library.
"Oh? Why do you want to do match training with my students?" asked the principal to be curious about Ravel's purpose.
"Just want to know the limits." said Ravel did not cover anything and just wanted to see the limits herself.
"limits? How about just fight me?" said the principal.
"That's better, when do we start?" ravel said excitedly and got up from her seat.
"Wait a minute, is it okay to fight me?" ask the headmaster who did not expect that Ravel's reaction was not frightened.
"Didn't the principal say it? Precisely if I lose it will get better again" said Ravel really want to see the final limits of himself.
"All right, let's go to the practice field" said the principal was interested in what Ravel wanted to do.
Then they headed to the training ground. Because it's still a theory lesson, so there's no one outside of class. They started with a fight without magic.
"First, I want to start with a fight without magic" said the headmaster pulled out a golden-colored spear that was an artifact of legend.
"All right! Does the gun limit have a limit?" ravel asked the limit of the weapon because he needed a lot of knives.
"Then Ravel took out 2 knives, and wore a belt that had a knife seat of 12.
He filled all those places and put one of his knives in his teeth. Then, he took out an ordinary sword in his empty hand.
"The weapon you used wasn't too much? Does this not trouble you?" ask the principal when he was preparing and ask Ravel.
Ravel only shook her head because she could not answer. In his mouth he bit a knife. Suddenly the training field is protected by a protective field. So, when out of this field will return to how it was no matter what the wound received. Ravel put on a ready position with the body slightly bent.
"Ready, start!" said the headmaster crashing at his usual speed.
They fought each other's guns quickly. Ravel was also in her prime state. The sound of iron reverberations clashing against each other loudly rang out throughout the school. All the students and teachers left the classroom to check what happened. They were shocked to see the headmaster was training a strange-looking Ravel with his weapon.
Speed continues to increase as time goes on. Ravel got used to the distance of the spear attack and started getting serious. When it came time to attack, he struck the spear with all his strength until it broke his sword. Then, he jumped back and threw the knife in his teeth.
The knife scratched the headmaster's cheek and without pause Ravel came back crashing at an unusual speed. He used his flagship knife and pulled another knife. Ravel's attacks have increased since she used two knives. Then the headmaster increased his speed. They were back at the same speed.
Ravel threw away one of her knives that had already been collected. He pulled out 3 knives at once and threw them. The headmaster focused onto the blade and the blade stopped in front of him which made him return on alert. Then the blade lunged from afar by swinging from all directions.
"Ravel up! Can't you use magic?" said the headmaster to Ravel while avoiding the 3 blades swinging towards her.
"I didn't use any magic, it's just thread" said Ravel who swung her knife with a thread from a distance.
"The idea was brilliant, I was surprised by the three knives" said the headmaster who continued to avoid the knife.
Then, Ravel pulled the thread and it turned out that from earlier her swing directed all the threads to be wrapped around it. When Ravel pulled the thread firmly, the headmaster was tied with a strong thin thread.
"Well, I'm careless" said the principal as Ravel pulled the thread.