Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

Release the fourth fireball (fireball).

Confirming that it blew up a bunch of zombies exactly, my job is done for the first time.

The number of zombies left, as initially expected, is less than thirty.

About three times that number of zombie wrecks were rolling on the ground everywhere.

"All right, I'll take care of the rest"

That's what I say, back off, and do a baton touch to two Satsuki and Cyril.

When I offered my hand as I stepped back, Satsuki first, then Cyril came together.

"Whoa, I got it."

"If Satsuki and I can't handle this number by ourselves, it's just a name break."

A girl in a kimono and a girl in a cleric's coat march toward the zombies in a dark night lit by flames.

Beyond them, the deceased were approaching the girls.

I stood next to Mi and mixed up in a line of sights as I dropped off the two backs.

The Beastman girl didn't seem to have any particular intention of moving.

"Even if Mi goes, it's a leg job. I can't cut my neck off or poke my heart at someone who won't die."

I didn't even hear anything in particular, but Mi snaps at that.

Cyril is intelligent, but this girl also thinks reasonably.

"What about Cyril's prowess? Satsuki's arm was shown to me during the Goblin exorcism."

"My arms as a warrior, to the extent that I have minimal training, are not significantly different from mine. I've never even seen Mi fight the undead. But yeah. If you're gonna do it and head on over, maybe you'll be fine. Unlike Satsuki, Cyril doesn't do anything reckless."

While we were talking about that, the two girls and the zombies were at a critical distance.

Satsuki stands forward and sets up a sword.

Behind that, Cyril was beginning to cast a spell in a prayerful manner.

That would be sacred language (Holy Word).

Just as magicians activate magic in magic terms (runewords), so do priests activate miracles in sacred terms.

"─ ─ Evacuate the Deceased (Turn Undead)!

Cyril raised the hammer (mace) to heaven, releasing a resounding voice.

At the same time, I wonder if a circle of light has appeared around her, and it expands out all at once.

Then about sixty or seventy percent of the deceased, who were made of the light, fell flabby and ceased to move.

The number of zombies left is roughly ten.

Satsuki rushes in like a wind.

Cyril behind it, upon completion of the exercise of the miracle, had carefully observed the rest with the movements of Satsuki and the zombies.

In the unlikely event of a crisis in Satsuki, I guess he's going to come in and help.

"... that's a big deal"

"Which one is it?

"It's Cyril. I hear that the miracle of the departure (turn-and-dead) is not quite effective if the difference between the power of the surgeon and the power of the subject is not considerable. I guess it's a lot of strength to bury that many together."

"Oh, really?"

"Oh, it should be. Even if we deduct that the subject is the lowest undead named Zombie, or not to say Priest (Priest), we can assume that the Samurai (Acolyte) class has the strength"

If the priest is the head of the temple, it can be said that the Samurai Festival is a powerful man who serves as the deputy head of the temple and is a talented enough person.

Also, Cyril's strengths are not all that.

"The judgment is also accurate. I know very well that it would be less risky to leave the rest to Satsuki if we reduced it to that number."

"Right."

Fact is, Satsuki is double-crossing the zombies one after the other in an unstoppable motion, even while me and Mi are talking like this.

I guess endless refers to oh yeah.

But in the meantime, the beast girl next to me said something.

"But Mi is a little jealous"

"Ho."

When I was interested in hearing what to say, it was these words that came out of Mi's mouth.

"Satsuki and Cyril were recognized by William. But Mi's job is plain, so there's nothing to be admitted. Now, for whatever reason, you look like you're skipping."

... Hmm, I see.

I didn't think this pale, rusty looking girl cared about that.

In the first place, I was the first to admire this girl named Mi for her work as a bandit (sheaf)... well, sometimes it's something I can't tell you unless you put it in my mouth and say it.

I thought so and decided to share that assessment with Mi.

"That's a misunderstanding. I value Mi's work. I took my hat off the way the cave was explored in the Goblin exorcism, and I see it as a considerable level of skill in hearing and hearing skills, as well as observation eyes that discovered pitfalls."

As I put what I felt in my mouth, Mi looked at me more seriously and turned her eyes round.

I keep saying what I think about her.

"And Cyril, too, but taking the lead in dirty work such as killing sleeping goblins and going around, and not complaining about it one by one, is a highly humane business. He also takes the lead in chores. I am always grateful to Mi for the role she is playing as a lubricant to facilitate things"

"Ahhh..."

As Mi listens to me, she gets the look of being extremely impressed, making her mouth pucker.

Exaggerated, I thought, but from the mouthfeel ahead of her, maybe she hasn't had much recognition of her work.

"... nya, I see. This is what causes satsuki and cyrillic color love, isn't it? Ahhh... this is destructive..."

Mi was dyeing her cheeks bright red and looking embarrassed.

That's what I'm doing.

"Ugh, it's over."

Satsuki and Cyril returned after defeating the zombies.

Zombies, at least as far as they could see, were all completely immobile.

"That's just great. They're both very handy."

"Well hey ♪ More praise and praise ♪

"It's strange because when you tell me, it sounds sincere through disgust"

"Well, then, retrieve the crusade proof site and say goodbye from such a shady place."

I head toward the zombies where Mi shivers and falls so that I can replace them with the two who are back.

Oh, and the chores, Mi's taking the initiative and doing it handy.

But this time, there are too many.

I decided to help, too, that it would be difficult on my own.