The Infinite Dimensions Starting from The Irregular at Magic High School

Brother Mahiro still had plenty of other magic he could use, and he could slap these people in the face with it all the same!

Sayaka was the only one who had absolutely no idea what was going on, and she looked at them, hoping for an answer.

At that moment, Erika gently patted her on the shoulder and said, "It's normal that you wouldn't know, Kaka. Just last night, the Nine Schools Competition officials issued a notice. They've already raised Yotsuba's magic to tactical-class and banned him from using it."

"What? How could... how could they do something so awful?!"

Sayaka's reaction was almost exactly the same as theirs had been when they first found out—confused and furious.

Even though she was not a Nine Schools Competition contestant, she had watched so many matches that she knew the rules.

Monolith Code clearly did not restrict magic by rank!

This was blatant targeting!

"But why would they target Mahiro?" Mizuki was just as angry, but also confused.

"Mizuki is still so innocent~ This is the adult world. They're always this filthy, all for their own hidden purposes."

Erika sighed with heartfelt emotion, as if she had long since grown used to it.

"But Kaka, you don't need to worry that much. Look at Yotsuba's expression on the field. He's obviously confident."

Indeed, Yotsuba Mahiro, standing on the stage, was still as calm and composed as ever.

And the people opposite him, once they saw him, had already started acting arrogant!

"Haha, your magic's been banned. Let's see how you win now! Get eliminated right here!"

A grand magic circle and psion light covered the field.

However, just as the sequence was about to complete—

Cast Dismantling!

Crack!

Like glass, it suddenly shattered!

The whole venue instantly erupted.

"That's untyped counter-magic, 'Cast Dismantling'?!"

But how exactly had he managed to destroy such a massive spell with nothing but a single psion cluster?

Just as everyone was puzzled, a surging heat wave suddenly rose across the field.

"Muspelheim."

The field seemed to be covered in a layer of azure flames, giving off a scorching heat like the blazing sun. Even the spectators in the stands could faintly feel that terrifying heat.

"Such powerful magic."

Sitting in the stands, Kitayama Shizuku could not help but speak.

Seeing him so easily cast magic on such a scale left her somewhat entranced. Then, when she looked again at the boy whose loose strands of hair were stirred by the hot wind, calm and composed no matter the moment, her heart began to race.

"Y-yes! Mahiro really is unexpectedly powerful..."

Mitsui Honoka's cherry lips parted slightly, and her eyes likewise shimmered with admiration.

As someone from a light-element family, she was actually able to see the flow of psions in the air more clearly.

The magic in her eyes had not the slightest disorderly light signal. It was being released with exceptional quietness, almost like a work of art!

Meanwhile, on the field, whether because of the temperature or nerves, the opposing contestant was already drenched in sweat, frantically tapping the CAD on his wrist.

But no matter what kind of magic he released, it was destroyed by Cast Dismantling in the very next instant.

Just like that, he could only watch helplessly as his side's monoliths melted away bit by bit.

Winning the match in a completely unexpected fashion, and even driving his opponent to despair in a retaliatory way, made the people in the stands feel a chill of fear when they looked again at Yotsuba Mahiro's straight-backed figure.

He was practically a demon!

But this was only the beginning.

Since they liked banning magic so much, then in his following matches, the combinations of magic he used would not repeat even once.

The rondo of extreme cold and extreme heat, "Inferno of Ice and Flame," together with "Cast Dismantling";

The wide-area vibration-deceleration magic "Ice Fog Domain" with the simple vibration-type magic "Seismic Source," plus "Cast Dismantling";

The advanced version of "Phonon Maser," like a satellite beam and fused with "Multiple Casting," along with "Cast Dismantling."

As long as it was his turn to take the field, it was just like before—endless instant kills.

The spectators went numb.

The contestants being tortured in all kinds of flashy ways complained endlessly, to the point that the various high schools shamelessly protested again.

This time, the Operations Committee had no choice but to ban the counter-magic "Cast Dismantling" as well.

It was no longer permitted in Monolith Code.

But more or less, it was already too late, because at this moment, they had already reached the finals.

As the countdown clock on the screen above the arena hit zero.

The words First High School VS Third High School appeared along with it.

The person who appeared opposite him was, sure enough, Masaki Ichijo, the one who had made that bold declaration to him earlier.

Yotsuba Mahiro still clearly remembered what had happened in the hotel corridor yesterday.

Rather than a conversation, it had been more like a challenge issued to him—

He would crush him in the finals of Monolith Code!

It was not only Masaki Ichijo. Cardinal George had held the same determination to win.

However, once they actually met on the field, neither of them said anything. There was no need.

The instant the match began, Masaki Ichijo unleashed the secret technique of the Ichijo Family—"Burst"—and successfully shattered one of his pillars of ice.

The spectators outside the field instantly erupted in an uproar.

Since the start of Monolith Code, this was the first time they had ever seen the number of ice pillars on Yotsuba Mahiro's side decrease!

Did Masaki Ichijo really have a chance to defeat this monster?

The answer, naturally, was no.

He had not acted just now only because he had been thinking about which magic would be best to use.

"Got it!"

A brilliant idea suddenly came to him.

—"Information Body Reinforcement"—

The instant Burst was about to shatter the second ice pillar, the pillar that had been on the verge of collapse just a second ago immediately stabilized.

Masaki Ichijo's brows furrowed slightly.

His Burst magic had actually failed. And it had not been through a spell-destruction method, but by overwriting the information body.

That surprised him somewhat.

But next, Masaki Ichijo pulled the trigger in rapid succession.

In an instant—just an instant—he released ten consecutive Burst spells.

He refused to believe that even something on this scale could be defended against!

Yotsuba Mahiro, by contrast, paid no attention to the ice pillars exploding one after another. Under everyone's gaze, he drew a second CAD from his coat—

The dagger paired with Night Demon—and swept it horizontally.

The thin blade seemed to slice through the barrier of space itself.

"Meteor Shower (MetroLine)!"

Endless darkness spread from beneath his feet in the blink of an eye, swiftly covering the entire arena like a mire!

Like a canopy, it shrouded the sky overhead!

Particles of light streaked through the pitch-black gloom, like countless stars in motion.

The beams of light descending from the heavens were divine punishment sent down from above!

The moment the night shrouded the dome of the sky.

Almost everyone from the Ten Master Clans, the Eighteen Assistant Houses, and even Masaki Ichijo in the middle of the match saw it, looked up at it, and felt their scalps go numb, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

A night barrier as deep and black as ink;

Countless brilliant stars flowing across it;

And beams of light as the stars tore through the night sky and descended to the earth...

"It's actually... the magic of Maya Yotsuba, the Queen of the Dark Night—'Meteor Shower (MetroLine)'!"

Was it surprising?

Very surprising. Completely beyond expectation.

"Meteor Shower (MetroLine)" was different from other magic.

It was the trump-card magic of Maya Yotsuba, one of the strongest magicians, known as the "Demon King of the Far East" and the "Queen of the Dark Night"!

It trapped the opponent inside a night barrier filled with countless floating balls of light, then transformed those light balls into countless rays to pierce the target.

It was said that even the Jumonji Family's Phalanx, which boasted the strongest defense, could not withstand it.

Who would have thought they would actually be fortunate enough to witness it here and now, during a match in the Nine Schools Competition!

When the Nine Schools Competition operations committee saw it, their legs nearly gave out from fright.

The reputation of "Meteor Shower" was not much inferior to that of strategic-class magic, to say nothing of the fact that it was the magic of the head of the Yotsuba Family. The meaning behind that was anything but ordinary!

As Maya Yotsuba's teacher, Kudo Retsu stared at the arena, his brows tightly knitted, silent.

Shiba Tatsuya's expression was graver than ever—this magic's power was actually several degrees stronger than when his aunt used it herself!

Even Miyuki was completely shaken by that dazzling starlight, her mind utterly stolen away.

Until the night curtain had fully dispersed.

Until Masaki Ichijo's defeat was declared.

Only then did Miyuki come back to herself and murmur unconsciously, "...Mahiro... actually used Aunt's magic..."

"Hm? Miyuki, what did you say?"

Sharp-eared Erika had accidentally caught Miyuki's soft whisper, but she had not heard it clearly. She had only caught something about an aunt.

Just then, a bewitching laugh came from the seats in the row behind them.

"Hehe... I didn't expect the child to have learned even that technique."

The moment Miyuki heard the voice, her delicate body trembled, and she was instantly shocked.

Even Shiba Tatsuya immediately went on guard as if facing a formidable enemy.

They turned toward the sound and saw that, less than three rows away, an elegant and noble woman was seated there with graceful poise.

Her long black hair was tied into a loose high ponytail.

The black parasol above her head was being held respectfully by an elderly butler, shading her from the sun.

As for her attire, the dark long dress she wore was extremely conservative, yet it could not conceal her graceful figure.

On that exquisitely beautiful face, almost bewitching in its refinement, her red lips curved faintly upward, tracing an alluring arc.

That smile looked as youthful as a girl not yet twenty, carrying a young maiden's charm while also possessing sexiness and nobility.

She was as elegant and captivating as the night itself.