Helper teacher of magic girls' school

The wind hitting my cheeks feels good!

Fran was hugged tight by Lew and was flying through the wide open sky.

The trees in the woods can be seen far down.

Fran admired the comfort of the flying sky for the first time and his great talent as a wizard of Lou.

Awesome! Awesome!

It's funny how only words come out that represent simple emotions, with no way of describing them.

The magic of fire and wind attributes, the magic of healing, and the magic of enemies... I don't think you can see the bottom.

If this guy - this guy with enough strength as a wizard, those girls must be convinced, too.

"Ooh, Fran. Where was he attacked?

Lou calls me, and Fran is interrupted by such thoughts.

"You've just risen to the top, haven't you? Then it must be along the northwest street."

"OK!"

Kunka, kunka... Fran will smell you.

I smell sweat... but I'm relieved to be held by Luu.

Speaking of which, I've always smelled right away, so they told me I was a dog daughter.

Hehe...

Fran laughed at what she cared about.

"Is that it?

When Luu, who is holding himself and his hands are blocked, looks at the direction he points at with his jaw, he sees a familiar carriage flipping over.

The look on Fran's face that was floating until now darkened as soon as I saw it.

It reminded me of last night's raid.

The scene must remain a tragedy that happened last night.

Lou whispered softly when he noticed it.

"Fran, be a little patient. If you can't, just meditate on your eyes."

Lu...... you care about me.

Thanks!

Fran grabbed Lu's arm.

"I don't feel those unique magic waves, they don't seem to be around."

"It's all right! I'll see, it's the people who fought for me."

Fran grabs Luu's arm one more time when he says it like he's ready.

Then they slowly went down to the site of the raid.

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"This is... terrible"

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The scene where Fran was attacked was tragic and extreme.

The knight who had protected her was killed, and then the body was left unspoiled.

The same was true of the horses who were pulling the carriage.

There were some of their bodies rolling in there.

Lew is careful and is looking into them.

"It still looks like a pseudo life form (homunculus). Maybe an individual as a demon combined with evil necromancy and warcraft"

Fran stood still when she saw the ruthless sight.

"Fran......"

Fran returns to me hah when Luu calls me.

"Knight's, what should I bring home their artifacts?

"Uh, you can't have too big a thing."

Fran was remembering Lew's back sac.

It's packed with what you need for your trip and there's no extra space.

"It's okay, I have this"

A demonic tool-like bracelet was worn on the left arm that Lew pointed to.

Apparently, that's what makes it "The Demonic Prop of Storage".

"Oh no!?

"I made it out of magic with a spell (enchant) like Grandpa taught me to do."

enchanted magic (enchant)!?

enchanted magic (enchanted), I said!?

With that said, they attacked us. He quickly spotted a pseudo-life form (Homunculus).

After all, it wasn't Dada who Sowell, the great Art who lived for 7,000 years, nominated Luu as his successor.

"Okay...... then I'm sorry, Luu. Can you retrieve your swords and your hair? I'll do it, too."

Fran approached the body and tried to retrieve his sword and hair, but did he again nauseate at the wretchedness of the body... squatting and putting things back in his stomach.

"Whoa, Fran!

When Luu rushes over and holds Fran, he can take him to the shade of a tree and lie down.

When the dirty mouth is wiped with a dry cloth, Fran is hung with a coat and gently stroked with a hand on her cheek.

"Are you all right? Don't push it. If you're not used to it, I'll do it."

Fran was pitiful.

A weak self who can't even touch the knights who died protecting themselves...

Lew retrieved the swords and hair of the five knights after watching Fran whimper for a while.

It was fortunate that their swords were easy to care for and store, as they were large objects and long swords at best, mainly short swords.

The hair had a crest on the armor, so it was stripped off and marked.

At the end of all the work, Luu once again spoke to Fran, who was lying down.

Fran, it's over.

…………

"Are you all right? Then let's head to your house and let me do it again."

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"Fran......"

It was when Lew approached Fran and put his hand on his shoulder and tried to hold him up.

Fran, who was whimpering, began to cry.

The emotions I endured exploded like I cut a weir all at once.

"Ugh, wow, wow, wow!

Lew gently rubs her back, and he's voicing that it's okay, it's okay.

The voice that comforted her like that was plundering against her will...

Luu himself hadn't noticed.