Bakuen teru-jutsu-shi Rūche! Volume 1 Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1: AWAKENING TIME

Flame was wrapping everything. 

Castle, street, private house burns. 
Everything collapses with people's mind. 
The shopping streets where people crowded on holidays were filled with people's screams. 
The clock tower that kept watching the city for more than a hundred years broke down casually with roaring sound. 

The glory yesterday turns into ashes like everything is a lie.
Between the crumbling buildings, Evil (Demons from different world) walks swiftly with its own face.
A demon with a jet-black wing covers the sky, a strange demon strikes the alley. 
The evil life that opposes G.o.d will instantly change the peaceful city to h.e.l.l. 

If Youma swings up the color arms like a dead man, a lump of thunder is born in the void. 
If a monsters swing down sharp nails, the meat will split and the blood will splash. 
A scream like sounds that make everyone want to close their ears

Everyone was sinking in fear and despair on a daily basis suddenly destroyed. 
Even those who have weapons and continue desperate resistance, their bodies and minds are gradually eroded. 
In the shadow of death that creeps by moment, to pain, to fear. 
And, to give up. 

However, hope remained. 

A woman holding a cane standing tall with a shoulder, as opposed to the flow of people who run away. 
Pale peach blonde flowing to the waist.
Wearing clothes for red and black magicians. 

The girl rolled up the cane. 

Sparkling like grain explodes and spreads. 
The dazzling light changes shape and reflects on the mirror of the heart. 
It is red, red, flame burning everything. 

The depths of the body are getting heated. 
The flame of the image forms and runs searching for an exit. 
Now the body is a bursting bullet with fire on the fuse line. 

Girls to give a wanderer a torrent of brute power, I"Stick out a cane. 
Feed, devil!"

Light to shake. Torrent of heat. Roar roar. 
Demons of different worlds are enveloped in explosive flames, and they disappear without leaving a dust. 

The citizens around me cheered. 
A voice praising me who crushed Evil easily was echoed. 
Dear Holy Girl! The Holy Girl came. 

A young man was swinging the sword next to me. 
A young swordsman whose whole body is covered with light. 
He constantly knocks down the surrounding Evil one by one with his speed and technique that he has been away from. 

Suddenly I gazed at him. 
He smiles like a fun of looking at me. 
Yes, I know what he mean. 
I do not want him to say that the t.i.tle does not suit me for "the Holy Girl".
A slave, a cheeky guy who looks like a coward.
I wonder who gave him that power. 

Well, I am aware even myself. 
That is why I give myself on my own. 
In addition, he pushed a cane towards the Evils which attacked in a big way, raising a high profile. 

"II am a blast flame artistFlame s.h.i.+ner! Together with demons from different world, hang from anywhere! " 

　※ 

Pakon. 

Light sounds and shocks shook my head. 
Open your eyes and raise your face. 
Rinse the back of the head and scratch the hair that hinders vision. 

The vague visibility gradually clears gradually. 
A big room. Soft sunlight is inserted through the window, and the interior is illuminating brightly. 
On the front is a black board with ruggedly written ancient words that are difficult to understand. 
A lot of desks are lined up, and a lot of people are laughing at this place. 

............? 
Er ... ... where is this place?　

What does that mean? Memory is ambiguous. 
I feel I was doing serious problems until a while ago .... 

I remembered. 
I was fighting. With strange disgusting creature.. 
A strange creature "Evil" holding sharp nails and staring at sharp eyes. 

When I used the flame art of fire, they went back to dust as soon the whole body is burned　
Uh, when I remember it started to get worse. 

Well, I was doing my best trying to do that. 
Maybe I think I lost my mind off behind me. 
Yes, caught surprise ... .... 

Memory is cut off from there. 
Apparently I fainted and seemed to have been brought to somewhere else in the meantime. 

Let's organize the situation. 
Open hands, close. It moves. Foot ... There is. I have it properly. 
It's okay, I am not dead. 

Confirm the surrounding situation. 
It's a big room. In the front ...... There is a black board written with sentences in an ancient language, a difficult language. 

Desks are lining in the room. 
There are girls who seem crazy to laugh rather than - as much as the number of desks. 
Everyone wearing themselves in the same outfit, while watching here, quickly. 
Evil something else ...... 

"The hero in cla.s.s was pleasant, was not it, Ms Luce" 

There was.　. 
An evil who looked down at me with terrible form in the world is a middle-aged woman wearing silver-clad gla.s.ses. 
Because I am close to humans, I think that it is probably a higher tribe level than regular Evil. 
A Vigilant evil drifting from the whole body. 
It eloquently stated that it was an enemy equal to or greater than a devilish monster.
A terrible sense of intimidation that trembles up. 
Even though we are human beings, we can not hide evil nature. 

He is a monster! In addition,　
Not just a surprise attack, are you going to stumble me with human figure! 

Fufufu~tsu. But, such a thing will not work for me. 
Fortunately the physical strength is recovering while fainting. 
Body hurts, but there are no remarkable damage left to move. 

I will regret what I did not colonize soon! 
I close my eyes and in my heart I draw an image of fire.
I could see clearly that flames emerged in the dark. 
Stick out both overlapping hands, embody the image towards the enemy, release it! 

"Hold it, Evil! I go, I go" 

......I was going. 

"Who-Tsu Is Evil!" 

Bakong, Bakong. 
Evil's sharp consecutive attacks. .h.i.t my head! 　

"Uu ... ....It hurts

What, what do you do!
It is too cruel to bang at the corner of a textbook no matter how evil is Evil ... ...　

Textbooks? 
Along with pain, consciousness awakens rapidly as I awoke. 
...... I wake up. 
What? 
I found out that blood draws from my face. 

Let's check the situation again. 
What is in front is a blackboard on which comprehensive sentences of southern Ancient languages, which is a compulsory subject, are written. 
It is the students of the school who wear themselves in the uniform of pure white blossoms and young gra.s.s skirts. 
Arranged in the cla.s.sroom is a study desk for wood, a textbook with ancient words written closely on my desk and a pure white note except for drool blotches are opened on my desk. 
I know that lockers are lined up without looking behind.My name is Luce. A 17-year-old girl who attends South Philia Gakuen. 　
I was an ordinary fwmale student who was living peacefully.I

"Oh, that, teacher?"       
"What is it?" " 　

Of course, the humanoid Yukimoto Evil looking down at me with arms folded.
Of course, of course, it is an ancient language teacher Coperter who recently got on the 40s' base. 
The eyebrows of the teacher was trembling with wigs twitchingly. 

... ... You're pretty angry, are not you? 
The bad sweat pa.s.ses along the cheeks. 

"Am I doing something strange while I was asleep?" 

The teacher shrugged his shoulders exaggerably and said this loudly to the point. 

"Well, that's it! Eat my attacks and demons!" Or "Do you like Drexi's fun!" Or "I am Flame s.h.i.+ner - anywhere" 
"Uwa!" 

Uwa! U~wa! 
What, what did I do! 
In a panic, I was trying to hold down my teacher's mouth, and I was replaced by an agile behavior that did not suit my appearance. 
Moreover, counter attack is caught in round textbook. 
Pocket. Ouch. 

"Do not fall asleep unless you want to listen to your sleep. I am ashamed to hear that." "Ah, ah,"

As I held my head and touched it, as if it were repelling, A whirlpool was rolled. 
Lay down on the desk and listen to laughter even if you block your ears. There is a fire coming out from my face!

"In any case, as a punishment of dozing, it is good to submit a translation of the textbook's fifty-two pages to sixty pages together with the original text by the tomorrow." 
"Uwa, u~wa~a." 
" Everyone does not laugh forever and eventually will return to the cla.s.s!"

Even if the teacher touches attention, the laughter of the cla.s.sroom is unlikely to stop for a while.
After that, I could not raise my face until the cla.s.s was over ......

~End of Chapter 1~
This is mostly machine translation, since I still bad at translating sentences as in j.a.panese, it does not follow SVN or subject verb noun. How I do it is by translating one by one and then combine it to make a good sentence
I'm still learning and I'm sorry if there is any mistake in translating this and maybe somebody else will take this over once the main novel is famous and highly rated.