86-training room incident




 I, Abel, am a sorcerer who has been reincarnated for 200 years.
 In the world I lived in before, my amber eyes were a symbol of discrimination.

 I got fed up with those times, so I reincarnated 200 years in the future in search of an ideal world.

 Well. My life after the reincarnation is generally peaceful.
 I attended one of the best magic schools in the country, the Earthria Magic Academy, and today is no different.

Hey. How long has it been running since that first year?

I can't believe it. ....... It's probably been going on for about an hour now. ......

 Right now, what I'm doing is my daily physical training routine.

 It seems that modern mages have a tendency to neglect physical training.

 It's a holiday, but the training room set up in the basement of the school is empty as usual.

 Huh.
 This is exactly what it means to be a waste of a treasure.

 This school is well-equipped with various facilities, but I feel that the students are not making the most of it.

 There are 10 running machines available, but I have never seen more than 3 running machines in operation at the same time.

 I've never seen more than three running at the same time.

'Whoa! Master found! I was looking for you~!

 As I'm thinking about this, a familiar voice comes out of nowhere.

 This guy's name is Ted.
 He is a man with a distinctive body with burnt candy-colored blonde hair and a muscular build.

 Incidentally, I have no intention of taking Ted as an apprentice.
 For some reason or another, since I helped him out at a young age, I've been called "Master" and followed him around.