Graduated from Witchcraft Institute

Well, I'll be there.

A magically covered filia broke out of the corner of the hallway and its legs kicked the ground.

Hiccup disappeared from the spot at a windy rate.

"What...?

Cyril, who was looking at it, looks around for a moment.

"Liar!? Already in that place"

Philia was already in front of the room of interest.

Her agility so far was not comparable compared to her usual satsuki.

And Philia opened the door even as we watched, leaping inside like a disease.

"Gaaaaaa!"

"Hey, what's going on? - Uh-oh! Mine, my arm. Ow!

From inside the room, I hear a quick snort scream.

"Hey, what was that speed... Even Mi, chasing him with his eyes was critical. Is that because of Will's magic too...?

I nod to Mi's approximate inquiry.

"Oh, the acceleration (haste) spell doubles the subject's agility. In the case of Satsuki, the original is excellent. From a regular person's point of view, it would appear to be out of digit."

"Also, you're almost in the Superman class..."

Crush that as Cyril flashes.

"Superman class or maybe a reasonable expression. It's a spell that only elevates agility by three ranks. Filia today would be comparable to an A-rank warrior superman if only agility. - Okay, let's go, too. I don't think so, but in the unlikely event, we need to cover for you."

"Wow, I get it.... Though I really don't think so"

Even as we speak that way, we hear bandits screaming from inside the room.

It will also be a matter of time before Philia wipes out all the bandits in the room.

Me and Cyril, Mi and the three of us, we're gonna move right in front of the room.

Then at that time,

"Hih, hih! Ha, help me......!

One bandit jumped out of the room in a hurry.

He runs wild to death in front of us, beside the entrance to the room, without us noticing.

But...

─ ─ Zuch.

From the back of the bandit, a knife broke through.

The blade had penetrated the bandit's body deeply, causing the bloody wet blade tip to pop out of his chest.

"Ah... crap..."

"... what are you trying to escape, you scum"

It was the girl in the empty kimono who was poking a knife from behind the bandit.

But the kimono, the black hair of the ponytail, and the fine skin are all stained with bright red returning blood.

A girl pulls out a knife.

The bandit, who was plucked from his body, fell to the throat and forehead, spilling blush and red blood.

But the girl doesn't end up with it.

On the back of a fallen bandit, he stuck his sword out again.

"─ Gaaaaaaaa!

"Look, this is how you guys killed your father, your mother, your sister, everyone! Then you too suffer and die! Here's how! Here's how!

Philia pulls out the knife and sticks it on the man's back over and over again.

But there's...

─ ─ Kiddie in!

Behind Filia, who was obsessed with the killing in front of her, another bandit appeared from inside the room, waving an axe (handax) down the girl's head.

"Become...!?"

But out of its mouth, a voice of surprise leaks.

The hand axe blade he shook down had been bounced and bounced back into the force field protecting Philia.

"Shit..."

Filia flipped herself in an instant and truncated the bandit with the hand axe.

The sword, which houses the glow of a magic weapon (Enchanted Weapon), doubles the body of the bandit with its one sword.

Dotha, Dothari.

A sobbing upper and lower body fell to each and fell.

On the marble floor, red liquid spreads.

Philia gets over the body and enters the room.

"Hih... what the heck is this woman... then it's a bucket thing...! Oh, hey, don't! Don't kill me! Do you know who's behind me?!?"

A man can be heard from behind the room.

But in the begging for his life, there were words of concern.

-Back?

Is there someone behind this bandit?

But it's nothing to do with my question, and things go lightly.

"I don't know that. I'll kill you all with this hand. I don't care what else."

"Fuck, don't come, don't come. I'm telling you...!... Damn, if this happens... I'll kill you! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

I can hear Philia interacting with the man inside.

The man is probably the leader of the bandit.

I move from the side of the entrance to the front of the room where I can peek inside.

And beyond that...

"but haha......!

A big man with a beard who shook up a battle axe (Battle Axe) hardened in that position and was vomiting blood out of his mouth.

He was still the leader and thinker of the bandits.

In the pocket of its giant leader was the figure of a girl in a small kimono.

In the left chest of the chief, she had embedded the knife deeply, not even the clasp he was wearing (chainmail).

cancer, and the battle axe that the chief had was removed.

But...

"─ Huh!?"

"but gu...... oh, woman! I'm the only one who's gonna die! You'll take me on the road too!

The chief was turning his thick arms around to Philia's back.

Philia didn't think a man at death would make such a move either, or he was slowly reacting and caught properly.

"Guhaha! Die, little girl...!

The chief can put his strength into his arms trying to strangle the girl.

I suppose you thought that with the rigid arm of that hairy twat, the girl's luxurious body could easily snap and break.

But...

"Become... dumb... even if it's bik...!?"

Stopped by a force field by a physical barrier (force field), the tightening attack by the chief's thick arm did not do any damage to the philia.

Again, with simple arm power, I don't even think the power of the satsuki with the aura is so inferior to that of the man.

In fact, Filia was pulling out of the man's tightening and at the same time pulling out a knife sticking out of the chief's chest.

"Ha...!

A leader who overflows blood from his chest and is greeted with greetings.

There's...

"─ Ha!

Phyllia flashed her sword into a horizontal scythe, along with her tearing temper.

A flashing sword captured the chief's neck brilliantly and flew its neck.

The chief's neck swung through the universe, eventually falling to the ground.

At the same time, the torso, which had lost its neck, fell into the throat.

─ ─ That's how it all ended.

There's a lot of bandit bodies and blood in the lookout room.

The only girl standing alone in that room is a kimono with a bloody wet knife in her hand.

From the back window of the room, the morning sun is inserting.

Peaceful morning hours were equally visited at times like this.