The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

Claire held her chin up.

"For the extraordinary, it is indeed too empty."

He seemed very dissatisfied with the result.

"I almost died in that magic circle..."

A sound as thin as a mosquito came from Faro's legs.

"This intensity... is too high..."

"Hmm - maybe this approach isn't right for you right now."

"Learning combat skills requires long-term hard training. You have only started to enter the extraordinary stage this year, so of course you can't handle it."

Claire raised her eyebrows slightly.

"So how do you usually fight when you're on a mission?"

"I heard that Will was beaten badly by you."

"...That's because I strengthened my body with the power of the abyss...But if I don't deliberately infuse magic power into my body, I won't be able to exert much strength."

"....I see."

Claire lowered her head, thinking.

"Since it's too late for you to start pure asceticism, I have a good way to quickly improve your physical fitness."

"It won't be some kind of perverted training... Let me make it clear, I can endure hardship, but you have to give me some time to adapt..."

"I've already told you it's not a penance. You'll know if you follow me."

So the two of them went home to take a shower and change their clothes.

Then he followed Claire to an unfamiliar campus.

"Let me think, this should be it. I came here to participate in competitions when I was in school."

"......here it is?"

Under Claire's guidance.

Faro followed her into a group of ancient wizard towers.

Like other wizard workshops, this place is inlaid with luminous stones everywhere to provide light, but the building is fundamentally different from those quaint wizard towers.

The architectural style is slender and sharp, with many angular designs, giving off a solemn and murderous feeling.

Even the patterns carved on the buildings are not common elemental patterns or magical gods.

Instead, it is mostly a relief of a goddess holding a spear, surrounded by spear and sword patterns.

"You should have heard that Lucarea is a holy place in the hearts of all mages."

"Ok, I know."

"Not only because countless great magical theories and spells were born here."

"Moreover, many well-known magic schools and wizard organizations have their headquarters here."

Faro immediately realized that this might be the headquarters of some ancient magical faction.

"This is the origin of all magician fighting skills, the alliance of battle mages, the Spear of Lei Mage Association."

Spear of Lei...?

Faro was stunned.

I only knew that there was such a profession as battle mage before.

It is unknown which mage organization it belongs to.

Could it be a group with a big background?

"Since ancient times, wizards have used the power of magic to move mountains and fill the sea, explore the mysteries of the world, and open up the unknown fog. They have built tall buildings on blank white paper with magic theory."

Claire's voice was soothing.

The tall towers standing around seemed like the giant trees in the legend, and the two of them strolled among them.

"But they have a fatal weakness."

Claire paused.

"That is because mages are too fragile compared to other extraordinary beings."

"Apart from the few old guys who stand at the pinnacle of arcane magic, most mages have very weak physical fitness, only slightly stronger than ordinary people."

"So thousands of years ago, mages faced evil with their fragile bodies and paid a terrible price."

"Until the battle god Lei Histana appeared."

At this point, Claire's eyes clearly revealed a hint of admiration.

There weren't many people that Claire could admire.

"Although she is not the first mortal in history to ascend to godhood with her physical body, she is the first human to use magic for pure combat."

ps: I fainted from hunger. I will continue writing after dinner. There is one more chapter.

ps: Hol Haiya is down (sad

Chapter 4: What pattern?

Using magic for pure combat...?

There was some confusion in Farrow's eyes.

What is pure fighting?

When mages fight, don't they just shout "Eat the big melon" while throwing spells and shooting fireworks at each other?

"What did she do? Why is she said to be the first person to use magic for pure combat?"

Farlow asked.

Claire's eyes flickered, her expression gentle and serious.

"Shistana invented a completely new combat system that is completely different from traditional magic."

"She concentrated her own magic power, combined it with rare spiritual materials, and overwrote the compressed magic power onto her body. This method was later called Star Marking, and it can greatly strengthen the weak body of the mage."

"Then he painstakingly studied the various martial arts schools on the continent, and finally summarized and created a set of close combat systems that belonged to mages, combining martial arts with spells."

"Later, as her followers grew in number, she established the Spear of Lei Mage Association to pass on this method of strengthening the body and the fighting style to more mages."

"So later on, the mage was able to fight the enemy head-on with his flesh and blood."

Farrow nodded, not quite understanding.

But is simply creating a new fighting style enough to gain Claire's admiration?

“Is she great just because of this?”

"of course not."

Claire smiled.

"She grew from a weak child to the Supreme Lord of the Arcane, and finally entered the realm of God. But in just a few decades, it was too short compared to the other things she left behind."

"Something else?"

"The era in which Histana grew up was the era of the Outer Realm War. Amos told you the other day that it was called the Outer Realm Era."

"She climbed to the position of Vice Chancellor of the Arcane Ring and advocated that all mages unite to fight against this disaster."

"But the mainstream voice of the parliament is not to resist, to comply with the wishes of the foreign creatures, and to become their followers. The speaker and the elders think this is much safer."

"Histana was furious at the corruption and cowardice of the parliament. She called on her followers to overthrow the parliament and organized all the mages to resist the creatures from other dimensions."

“When fighting against the evil gods from the outer realms, even though she was a mage, she was always the first to rush forward to fight, so her legendary name was called [Fighting Goddess Histana].”

"It was because of her that humans started to rebel. The coming of the Chosen One by God was only a later event."

"From now on, cowardice and meanness are no longer the mainstream of human beings, martial arts and courage are the mainstream."

"understand?"

"understood."

No wonder the magic guards who came to pick him up looked more powerful than the knights.

It turns out that the mages have an ancestor with such great martial virtues.

The two walked and talked.

When Faro came to his senses, he found that they had entered the wizard tower in the center.

"Claire?"

"is it you?"

Farlow turned his head and looked.

There was a woman in a simple short robe next to the door, looking at Claire with surprise.

"Long time no see, Winnie."

Claire smiled faintly and put on that business-like expression again.

"It's really you! Long time no see!"

The female mage seemed to know Claire and was very excited to see her.

"You actually have time to come here. I heard that you have become an executive officer of the empire and have the command of the Wolf Riders. This is incredible..."

This woman named Winnie seems to be Claire's classmate?

Farlow observed that she was very enthusiastic and even a little flattering towards Claire.

But Claire's performance was a little cold.

"Let me introduce you. This is Count Farlow Walsh from the Imperial Einburgh."

"Farrow, this is my classmate, Steinbeck Winnie, she is now..."

"I am now the vice president of the Spear of Lei, Senior Sister Claire~"

Senior sister?

Faro was stunned for a moment, then noticed Claire's gaze.

Judging from her helpless look, Winnie is probably the little fan girl who always pestered her during her school days...or something like that.

Winnie smiled brightly and politely extended her hand to Farlow.

"Nice to meet you, Master Farlow."

Faro also extended his hand and smiled back.

"Hiss.....Your last name is Walsh? Could it be the Walsh from that perfume brand?"

Winnie asked suddenly.

"Yes, just as you said." Faro nodded slightly and smiled, "I inherited the family's perfume business."

"Oh! This is really..."

Winnie looked excited, as if she had discovered some incredible secret.

She turned to Claire:

"Senior! I didn't expect you like this cute and polite little noble boy!"

Faro: “…”

No, this sister...

How come you are so good at talking.

Hearing this, Claire's cold expression loosened a little.

Then he inadvertently changed the subject.

"Faro has only awakened his magical talent in the last few months. He wants to learn swordsmanship from me, but his physical fitness cannot keep up with my training."