The afternoon class was scheduled to be held in a large auditorium a little away from the school building.
We were divided into several classes according to the grades at the time of admission, but that doesn’t mean that we always take classes with the same members.
The magic practice class is a method of choosing the desired attributes and going to take them, and sometimes in this way, all the grades take the same class.
That’s why I and Efa were walking down the road from the cafeteria to the auditorium.
Since there are various buildings in the school, there are quite a few roads.
It’s hard to remember because it’s not lined up regularly at all.
Look up at the clear sky.
The modest spring weather is soothing today.
When I suddenly approached the school building, I saw something strange.
The jar was floating.
It is fluffy near the window on the third floor of the school building.
What is that …?
I was watching silently, but just below it, the jar began to vibrate in a wobbling and disturbing manner.
I have a bad feeling.
I hug Efa who was next to me.
The next moment, the jar turned over.
Sprinkle a large amount of black liquid in the air while rotating vertically.
It’s about to hit us.
I replaced the positions of myself and Efa with two types that were about two heights (* about 6 meters) apart.
A few moments after the transfer, a large amount of liquid fell on the place where we were, and the road was dyed black.
There is also a fishy odor.
Wow. I don’t know what it is, but it’s dangerous.
The blackened human backlash will no longer be usable, but I will collect it for the time being.
Efa was vacant.
“Eh, eh, I … what happened?”
“Hey, you guys! Are you okay !?”
An instructor with round glasses jumped out of the school building.
The instructor looks at the road dyed black, then looks at us and makes a mysterious look.
“Huh? I thought I was walking there a while ago …”
“Oh, Mr. Cordell”
Efa raises her voice.
Cordell, the instructor, says that when he walks up to us, he wears his round glasses.
“Are you guys? I’m sorry to surprise you. Are you injured?”
“It’s okay, but what’s that?”
“It’s the medium I was planning to use for research. It’s a monster’s blood simmered with herbs and minerals.”
No wonder it smells like that.
“I wanted to bring it upstairs, but I couldn’t find Mr. Karen who was supposed to help me. I had no choice but to do it alone … I’m recreating it now.”
I ask Mr. Cordell, who drops his shoulders.
“Did the teacher float that jar?”
“That’s right. I’m not very good at it because I’m not a specialist.”
I remember that the magic of gravity was a darkness attribute.
As I learned from the beginning of the lesson, it seems that the darkness attribute is gravity, the time and space closely related to it, and the light attribute is thunder and the attribute that controls light itself.
Not only that, but if it’s dark, it includes attacks using shadows and curse item generation, and if it’s light, it includes the magic of barriers and healing, so in short, it seems that it is only classified as dark magic or light magic.
I also understood the reason why I didn’t understand until now.
The classification is ambiguous in the first place.
Incidentally, very few people are suitable for darkness or light.
Although it actually has six attributes, it is called four-attribute magic.
Mr. Cordell specializes in ritual science, but he must have been a user of the light attribute, so he must be a very rare human resource when he can use the gravity magic of the dark attribute.
“Oops, were you on your way to class?
By the way, it seems that Karen was the instructor for the next class …
I said I couldn’t find it, but is that okay?