Shinonome Academy.
In the deserted stone courtyard behind the school building, young Feng Ke was kneeling on the ground, his clothes torn, his cheeks swollen, and blood oozing from his left shoulder.
He looked up at the figure in front of him.
"As of today, you are no longer a member of the Tactical Research Department."
The indifferent voice fell, and standing in front of him was the head of the War Research Department, Tachuan Galewind, a third-year student known as the "Strategic Genius".
He looked down at Funk like a god judging the loser.
"Magic? The kind of thing in your mouth is not combat power at all. "
"The Tactical Research Department is a place born for actual combat. It's not a greenhouse where you do experiments. "
Funk didn't speak, just stood up silently, his body staggering, the blood at the corner of his mouth still dry.
Behind him were the shattered remnants of the magic array, and the pieces of magic paper scattered on the ground had not yet burned out.
It was a new formation that he had conceived and activated for three weeks in a row, but it had been completely shattered in the battle.
Tachuan Gale turned to leave, leaving behind an indifferent rebuke: "You've never won a real battle, what kind of magic ideals do you want to talk about with such a person?" "
The onlookers whispered scornfully.
"It's that mage again."
"Shouldn't he have been kicked out a long time ago? I heard he was eating in the library lately. "
"Still want to challenge the swordplay department with magic? It's a laugh to the death. "
Funk stood in place, his forehead throbbing, he heard clearly but did not react.
He slowly bent down, picked up the half-left piece of magic paper, and carefully clipped it into the magic manual in his arms.
"... It's not that I can't. "
"It's this world, and I haven't understood the true power of magic."
He whispered an oath, turned and stepped into the mist.
I
In the afternoon, on the west side of the school park, the abandoned parish building.
Funk pushes open the dusty door to reveal a dilapidated and empty classroom. The wooden podium is crooked, the corners are cobwebbed, and the grass outside the window is overgrown.
But he had a rare smile.
"This is just the right place for the Magic Department."
He sat down behind the podium and took an old, yellowed book out of his pocket: "Classical Magic Array Construction and Combat Application".
This book, it's the "refrigerated book" he borrowed from the basement of the school library, "because no one has borrowed it for many years.
Funk turned the first page of the book and wrote:
"Minutes of the Formation of the Magic Department.
Initial Membership: 1 person
Base: 201, Building A, Abandoned Town Hall
Goal: To restore the power of magic and defeat the prejudices of reality.
But just as he was about to continue recording, a hand suddenly pressed against the table.
He jerked his head up to meet a pair of red eyes.
"Yo, new lunatic, I see you got a lot of backbone."
The visitor was a young girl with a half-high ponytail, a short sports coat, and a burning rune around her waist. She smiled at the corners of her mouth and spoke in a contemptuous tone.
"What kind of secret base do you have here? This is where I train. "
Funk looked at her, not backing down.
"I'm Funk, head of the Magic Department. This is our activity room. "
"Oh? 'Our'? "
The girl raised an eyebrow, "Then let me guess-you're alone, right?" "
Funk smiled.
"Yes.
But it won't be soon. The girl was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed: "That's funny. Then I'll wait a little longer and see how you plan to survive in this dog-eat-dog school park. "My name is Kia, a member of the fringe of the martial arts club... No, it's already over. If you're not afraid of death, we'll meet later. With that, she turned around neatly and stepped out the door. Funk suddenly yelled, "Kia." The girl stopped and cocked her head: "Huh? Have you ... Thought about fighting again. Not to win, but to prove that you are not wrong. Qi Ya was silent for a moment, and the corners of her mouth turned up: "You are quite good at inciting people. Then I'll take a look. "If you win one day, I'll join your magic department." The door closed softly. Funk looked at the door frame, silently stretched out his finger and pointed at the magic paper, the sparks flickering slightly. He whispered, "I will win." "Even though the whole world says magic doesn't work, I want them to see for themselves how magic can turn the tide of battle." That night, a handwritten poster appeared on the school bulletin board: [Magic Department Recruitment Notice] Want to challenge reality? Do you want to break the rules with the power of the "impossible"? No matter where you come from, if you've ever been looked down upon, banished... ... - welcome to the Ministry of Magic. Minister: Feng Ke Activity Time: Unlimited Activity Location: Classroom 201 of the old club building on the west side When the poster was blown up by the wind and fell at the feet of a silver-haired teenager, he looked down and silently picked it up. His name is Rhine, and he is looking for a place that is "worth playing". The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. "Magic Department?" "It's kind of interesting." Funk - Funk "Even if everyone says magic doesn't work, I'll let them see for themselves: magic can turn the world upside down.