There are approximately 400 pupils between the ages of 7 and 17 attending the school in Ibro.
It seems that the students aged 7 to 9 are all rich kids living in Ibro and commuting from home to get off work every day.
Students aged 10 to 14, all children of nobles and wealthy people, including those from villages near Ibro, live in dormitories.
Students aged 15 to 17 are students who are learning professional academic knowledge and are said to be future researchers and teachers.
The day after rescuing my brother from the ghetto, I decided to visit Mendez, the martial arts teacher, to tell him about the possibility of an attack.
Looking around the school gate, there are about ten soldiers here alone.
There were three soldiers on each side of the gate, two at the reception desk, and two more at the entrance to the school passage.
"Hello"
"Hello, do you need me to go to school?"
"Yes, Professor Mendes came to talk to you."
"Then please go to the reception desk"
"Thanks"
I was a little nervous realizing the presence of the soldiers, but when I greeted them, they greeted me with a smile.
The same goes for the Bisleuus Pass on the border, but all soldiers are proud of their well-trained bodies, and from what I've seen, I can't let my guard down.
I shouted to Mateo, the janitor at reception, and when I turned around on my way into the school, I saw soldiers patrolling between the building and the high surrounding fence.
Everyone in the tank seemed to think, seeing as they did it, that it wouldn't be difficult, but in my opinion, it wasn't.
At Ibro's school, there are three classes in the morning and one class in the afternoon.
There are long breaks between classes, so it's not as busy as in Huaxia.
Since this was a story about an attack, I thought I would listen to Professor Mendez's lecture, but he showed up in the middle of the third period and planned to talk to Professor Rumbold during the lunch break.
Along with efficiency, it is also an action that is considered to convey information quickly.
As I walked across campus and looked in through the door to the practice facility, Mr. Mendez noticed I had arrived and he smiled.
After responding to his wave, he stepped into the training ground.
As I looked at the students who were learning kata with wooden swords, Miguel and Jasper showed up at the wrong time.
However, there is a big gap between the two people's class attitudes.
Miguel seemed to have no intention of wielding the wooden sword, but Jasper's every blow was so serious that the students wielding the wooden sword turned pale.
"Hey, Hua Wuming. How are you?"
"It's a little scary. I can't compete with you physically, so I'm sure you'll have a tough time next time."
"No, no, I am not a match for the strong ones who can overwhelm C-rank adventurers."
"Are there any rumors in the school?"
"I specialize in martial arts, so people I know talk about this kind of thing, but not all employees know."
"I get it but it's a fight that could be anything, so if it's just a martial arts fight, that's not good."
"Okay, what's going on today?"
"Yeah, can I be later?"
"I don't mind, but is this a story that can't be done here?"
"Yes, wait a minute"
"Okay, after class."
Mr. Mendez did not ask me to meet today. He seemed to sense something from the tone of my voice.
When Olivier saw me, he waved at me, but since I was in class, I put it aside.
"She's a little shy, so maybe I'll give her a little muff later on the coat I'm so proud of."
"Miguel also noticed me and glared at me, but you should be more serious."
"It's because Olivier and other girls see this attitude."
After class, Professor Mendez took me to the teacher’s waiting room of the martial arts practice gym.
The students who were in class changed their clothes and had lunch, then moved to the men's and women's locker rooms.
"Now, Hua Wuming, what's the story?"
"Actually, last night I retrieved a young man from the slums, and he told me that he heard that the school was going to be attacked."
"Is the school here?"
"Yes, it seems they plan to take the students as hostages and demand money."
Professor Mendez crossed his arms and thought for a moment, then nodded, seeming to have made a decision.
"Okay, I'll pass this information on to the guards."
"Then you can trust me."
"To be honest, I'm dubious, no, I think the probability is about 20 percent. But I'm grateful for the information."
"Are you happy when you think that the probability is about 20%?"
"Hua Wuming, have you ever seen soldiers working as security guards?"
"When I entered the school today, I was just a little careful, so I didn't look carefully."
"The people in the protection school are all new recruits. They learn basic soldier discipline and vigilance knowledge here. This is also a soldier school."
According to Mr. Mendez, the school’s security guards were inspected during the leaving ceremony and were the first to take up their posts after training.
Of course, veterans are also assigned, because newcomers cannot serve as security guards alone.
"Because it is a training ground for new recruits, the discipline of the soldiers is very strict. Even so, if nothing happens for a long time, things like getting used to it and letting down your guard will inevitably rear your head."
"I see, so you plan to use the information I brought to strengthen discipline?"
"Yeah, let's go to the cafeteria after lunch and continue?"
"Well, wouldn't it be bad if students asked?"
"Well, you should say it's guard training. Also, it would be a good idea to have students conduct emergency evacuation drills."
Just hearing that gangsters in the slums were planning attacks made me uneasy, but I think I was able to come up with the idea of training with it because I felt confident in my preparation.
On the way to the cafeteria, Professor Mendez talked about Jasper.
"I'm glad I let Hua Wuming beat me. I grew up with a little pride in being number one in my grade. Knowing that even my cousin Claudia couldn't win, I think I've reconsidered I can still be stronger if I work hard.”
"By the way, can Miguel from Azka Village do something?"
"Miguel, it seems that you are very spoiled. Having said that, people will still change a lot due to certain triggers. I don't think you are suitable for martial arts."
It seems Miguel's laziness is hardcore, and even Professor Mendez seems to have given up.
On the way to the cafeteria, Mr. Rumbold and I met at the perfect time.
It looks like we can discuss attack plans and how to use the new magic circle while eating.
"You also got Malur's Meuniere!"
"Umya! Marur Umya, crunchy, moist, crumbly, Umya!"
"Hahaha, it's great that you like it. Even so, does the shattering magic circle have such an effect? Hua Wuming, I have a question."
"Uh, you said you wanted to experience the shattering magic circle, right?"
"Isn't it bad? The size is small and can fit in the palm of your hand?"
"I'll think about it again. The strength hasn't been adjusted yet. If I make a mistake, I may be seriously injured, so I will practice until next time. Please wait."
"I understand there is nothing we can do. Let's just wait."
"No, even though it's called crushing, it's actually an explosive magic circle. Normally I wouldn't think of experiencing it."
"You see, Professor Mendez is completely stunned."
"Haah, use the attribute magic to activate the carving magic Hua Wuming. What's wrong with your head?"
"Meow, it's me! No, because if you say something like a null attribute, don't you think you want to look back?"
"No, I think it's normal to give up and rely on magical artifacts."
"But Mr. Mendez. Thanks to Hua Wuming, I was prompted with new ideas about magic tools, which was a big help."
Having said that, I didn't tell Mr. Mendez that you can use natural magic to activate carving magic.
Because of this, the conversation during the meal was all about carving magic using natural magic.
After finishing the meal, the waiter put down the tray and made tea.
Suddenly, a group of men wearing black masks rushed into the restaurant.
A man in front held up a short metal pipe, and a ball of fire shot out of the tip and exploded against the wall behind.
Sparks flew and students screamed.
"Ahhh!"
"Quiet! Don't move! [If you listen to me quietly, I won't do anything violent. However, anyone who opposes me will be burned to death!"
The man who seemed to be the leader fired a fireball from the top of the cylinder again.
Sparks erupted from the stone wall behind again, and the students screamed again.
"That's a magic gun."
"Eh, that one?"
"The shape is different than the one I know, but there's no doubt about it."
I heard that magic guns are scary expensive things, but the fifty people who broke in all had the same gun barrel.
It has a sturdy construction and the handle is attached to a metal tube about 10 cm in diameter.
"Mr. Mendez"
"Ah, I didn't expect it to be so fast."
Dr. Mendez originally planned to listen to the details while eating and then relay them to the escorting soldiers after finishing the meal, but things progressed faster than expected.
"Listen! I'm going to take action now, but before that, put everything on the table that can be used as a weapon! Even knives and pens for eating, if I know you have them, I will execute you. "it! "
The leader was very cautious, but none of the students seemed to have thought about hiding the knives used for eating.
Then, surrounded by people in black, we walked towards the teachers' building.
