Magic Academy Bans Harem

Chapter 14, Magic Ball and Cooking
"The magical sport of 'Magic Ball' originated about seventy years ago. At that time, the magic professor Elinger created the first 'Elinger Ball' in history during a failed experiment."

"Since the Elinger Ball can transform all kinds of magic into forward-flying power, it was initially considered a new universal magic carrier. Later, because it can absorb and disassemble magic elements, greatly reducing the output of magic, magicians tried to use it to block magic. But in the end, the main purpose of the Elinger Ball became the sport of 'Magic Ball'."

"The official rules of Moneyball have undergone nearly a hundred changes. The current official rules include three-on-three for team matches and one-on-one for individual matches."

"The rules of one-on-one are relatively simple. You just need to use the magic wand to control the Elinger ball and hit your opponent to score points. The first player to score seven points will get a small game, and the first player to score five small games will get a big point. In the end, the player who gets two big points first wins."

"There are many variations in the three-on-three rules. Of course, the basic principle is still to hit the opponent with the Elinger ball. After the first two players on each side are hit, they will only be ordered to leave the inner court until the third player is hit and the game continues. As for the players ordered to leave the inner court, they can be deployed anywhere in the outer court, including the opponent's outer court. In addition, when the players on the same team are in the inner court, the Elinger ball is not allowed to be passed between players, but the inner court players and outer court players of the same team can pass the Elinger ball. In addition, when there are two players on the outer court, 'joint hitting' can be enabled."

"In the magic ball team competition, you can get one point after knocking all three opponents out of the inner court. The team that gets ten points first is the final winner."

In the corner of a remote courtyard connected to the venue, Ritas stood in the shadows and explained using ventriloquism.

The reaction of the Bathing Goddess after hearing this explanation was,
"What are you talking about so seriously?"

"Didn't the Bathing Goddess ask 'What are they doing!' before? So I thought she wanted to know information about the 'Magic Ball'."

"What kind of magic ball are they playing!"

Amid the annoyed voice of the Bathing Goddess, Ritas turned his gaze towards the corner of the courtyard.

There are currently three people there.

One of them was naturally Engri Velveto, and the other two, judging by their cloaks, were probably from the senior department, or third year students.

The two third-year students stood on both sides, using their magic wands to activate the "Elinger Ball" against each other.

As for Engel, he was in the exact center of the distance between the two, and was constantly hit by the Elinger ball. For a moment, just by looking at this scene, it was difficult to tell whether the two third-year students were playing with the magic ball or hitting Engel as a ball.

The two advanced students were obviously masters of the sport of magic ball. The "Ailing Ball" they activated through their magic wands had already demonstrated a certain degree of magical properties.

The tall and thin blond student's magic ball drew a blue line, which meant that his magic was water magic. The short and fat brown-haired student's magic ball drew a gray track, which meant that his magic was strengthening magic.

In the narrow field, gray and blue kept crossing back and forth at high speed. Engel, who was hit by the magic ball almost every two rounds, was like a lonely boat swaying in the storm.

"Most of the time, you only need a magic wand and an Elinger ball to play magic ball. After all, the real magic ball field is quite complicated. Not only are there various obstacles and high and low platforms on the field, but there are also obstacle rebound boards that move left and right between the two fields."

"Why are you still talking so much!"

The goddess of bathing interrupted Ritas's words.
"Stop them, quick! Stop. Them!"

"Prevent?"

“What do you mean by your doubtful tone? No matter how you look at it, this is definitely the situation! No matter how you look at it, this is the starting point for Engri to eventually fall into the position of a Demon King Army cadre! What are you hesitating about? We can talk about it later if there are any problems, but you need to stop them, now, right now!”

From the words of the Bathing Goddess, Ritas felt a familiar sense of urgency.

Before, when Mercy was about to drop out of school, the Bathing Goddess had shown such urgency.

However, due to the different emotions that caused the urgency, the Bathing Goddess's request before was more of a request, while this time it was an irrefutable order.

And that contradictory feeling is consistent.

The Bathing Goddess had little interest in Engel, his story, his future, or anything about him. That was why she never chose Engel in the first forced choice of two options in the previous rounds.

But when she actually witnessed Engeli's suffering, she seemed to feel it better than anyone else.

“There’s really nothing I can do.”

Ritas sighed and began to concentrate.

He raised his free hand, and the surrounding wind quickly gathered in his palm, forming a small whirlwind visible to the naked eye.

But when Ritas was about to throw the whirlwind over to blow away the Elinge ball that kept hitting Engri, he found that it was no longer necessary.

"Student Wilvido, today's practice is almost over here."

The blonde third grader said with a smile as he brushed his hair in front of him.

By the time Ritas was gathering his magic, the two had stopped hitting.

"What? The seniors took out their precious time to practice with you, and you didn't even say thank you? Tsk, commoners are commoners, you don't know any etiquette."

The brown-haired third-year student spoke in a gruff voice, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Elinger ball that was circling the field, and threw the ball and the magic wand together to Engel.
"Remember to pack up your equipment, student Wilvido. Also, please don't have any bad ideas. If any of these things are missing, it will be a big deal. I don't want a thief to appear among my fellow students at the seminar."

The blond third-year student didn't throw it at Engel, but just threw it randomly into the field.

Afterwards, the two turned and left.

Engel, who was left alone in the venue, crouched on the ground, staring at the two magic wands and the condensed Elinger ball on the ground.

On the night of returning from the seminar area, some unpleasantness occurred between Ritas and the Bathing Goddess.

The source of the unhappiness was naturally the incident that happened during the day.

Ritas explained why he originally planned to wait and see.

On the one hand, two senior students seemed to be bullying Engel. But as long as Engel had indeed joined the "Moneyball Seminar", then the lynching in the name of "practice" did not violate any regulations of the academy and the seminar.

It was later confirmed that Engel was indeed a member of the Moneyball Seminar at that time.

On the other hand, Ritas felt that Engel's behavior and the whole incident were very strange.

Not to mention that Engel completely ignored Ritas's previous advice and easily joined the Magicball seminar.

It had only been a few days, and he had already been targeted by senior members. It was as if he had skipped many steps and had directly evolved into the current situation, which was difficult to explain.

More importantly, there is basically no pain when you are hit by the Elinger ball.

In fact, Engel was not injured at all.

In this case, Ritas felt that it would not be a problem to continue observing and collecting information.

As for the Bathing Goddess, her argument was much simpler. Ritas intervened too slowly.

When seeing his students being bullied, Ritas should have stepped in to stop it immediately, and he would have needed to hold the perpetrators accountable endlessly afterwards.

Because she felt that even if Engel was not physically injured, the scars on his heart would be difficult to heal.

"I don't think that as a mentor, I have to take the initiative to take care of the students' delicate emotions and thoughts. Although I'm called a mentor, it's actually just a job that's basically the same as a teacher. And please don't forget that everything is our own cognition and action. Student Engel has never asked me for help."

"Hmm~ If he wants help, he has to find you, a great professor, right? Forget it, forget it. It's just a pity~ I thought you would be a pretty good teacher--"

This conversation was the last one between Ritas and the Bathing Goddess.

Afterwards, the Bathing Goddess probably went to take a bath again.

And Ritas just made sure he got enough sleep.

the next day.

Miriam woke up in her bed in the dormitory mansion in the morning.

The lazy sunlight outside the window made him feel dizzy, but when he saw himself in the mirror, his sluggish consciousness suddenly became clear.

After washing up, Miriam came to the first floor of the mansion.

Before he had completely walked down the stairs, he smelled a fragrance coming from the restaurant.

Miriam couldn't help but move closer and looked into the restaurant, then she saw Professor Ritas bringing a plate to the table.

Ritas, who had not yet put on his coat and robe, was now wearing a white apron and a triangular scarf.

With Ritas's usual solemn expression and slightly furrowed brows, Miriam felt that she was seeing the most incongruous scene in the world.

goo—

Miriam's stomach growled, aroused by the aroma, attracting Ritas's attention.

"Uh, sorry. Professor Ritas."

"Good morning, Cadet Miriam. And don't worry about it, it's just a normal physiological phenomenon."

Ritas said as he placed the breakfast he had prepared on the table.

Miriam also found a seat at the long table in the restaurant and sat down.

Professor Ritas's breakfast was a small bowl of soup, probably an egg dish, a plate of sausages and two slices of toast.

These are simple foods, but they look very carefully prepared.

As for the bread, the perfect roasting temperature makes the bread itself appear crispy on the edges and tender on the inside, which is visibly tender.

As for sausages, the whole plate was filled with slices of four different colors of sausages, namely light red, bright red, dark red and dark red. The dark red and dark red sausages must have been fried, and the fat on the surface evenly covered the entire sausage.

As for the small bowl of soup, the cooked white egg white filled the small bowl, and the soup slightly overflowed on the top, which was crystal clear with a hint of stickiness, proving that it was not pure water. The slightly protruding part of the top of the egg white clearly showed the thin translucent film underneath, which was a mouth-watering orange-yellow.

When the small bowl was just placed on the table, the sight of the large boiled egg inside bouncing gently made it at least three times more tempting.

Although they were just some common foods, they prompted Miriam to unconsciously move to the seat opposite Ritas, and then she stretched her neck with saliva almost flowing from the corners of her mouth.

"Does Professor Ritas usually cook for himself?"

“It’s just that sometimes, the cooking itself takes too much time.”

Ritas stacked the sausages on the plate on the bread in an orderly manner.
"The first Monday of every month is Chef Kenny's Creative Day at the Academy Restaurant. Chef Kenny's creative dishes are especially delicious when they are delicious, but more often than not, the taste is... well, very unique. So, I don't want to take that risk today."

Then, Ritas used a spoon to split the egg yolk in the small bowl, and the rich, liquid egg yolk flowed in the small bowl like a stream.

Then he picked up the piece of bread with the sausage on it and put it into his mouth.

"Eh? Can't you give me some?"

After saying this subconsciously, Miriam also showed an "Oh, that's bad" expression.

As for Ritas, he first stretched out his hand to signal Miriam to wait. Then he patiently chewed the food in his mouth and wiped his mouth with a napkin before he slowly spoke.
"Why should I give it to you? I have no obligation to do so. Although my first reaction was to say these words, but after thinking carefully, regardless of identity and position, we must live in the same mansion for a period of time. As residents, if we draw too clear a line of demarcation, it will be more troublesome."

Ritas said, standing up.

"As for the sausages, they are quite filling. As for the toasted bread and the egg soup, please wait a moment."

Ritas walked into the kitchen deep in the restaurant.

Miriam was waiting while sighing that the professor was actually willing to help her cook a meal. She saw a flash of fire in the direction of the kitchen, so she couldn't help but run over to check.

It was seen that Ritas, who was cooking, was not using any kitchen utensils.

He threw the bread high up like a coin, and then a wisp of flame spread from his fingertips, spinning it into a small vortex-like shape, and used it to fully roast the bread as it fell.

When making the Gu Gu egg soup, the magic used by Ritas was not as gorgeous as the fire vortex, but it was more exaggerated to some extent.

A water ball appeared on his palm, which was slightly larger than the Gu Gu egg. The water ball wrapped the Gu Gu egg and then rotated at a high speed inside.

As the water ball rotates inside, the dirt and impurities on the surface of the Gu Gu egg are quickly separated to the outer layer.

"!"

Even though she had come to the magic academy, Miriam, who had never watched magic seriously, couldn't help but exclaim in her heart, "How amazing!"

But, it’s still amazing.

It seems like there's something wrong with using such powerful magic to cook.

(End of this chapter)