It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

"Was it inside that noisy teacher?"

"You don't hear well about the noise, nothing. Your grandfather wasn't willing to take care of it. I was just working for my ideals."

Senior Alice, with Magilka speaking up to her astonishing testimony and answering it chilly.

"Ideal? This ritual?

"Yes, this is only an ideal means, Your Highness."

Senior Alice giggles sparingly as the Prince asks as he stares at the undead nestled in the magic formation, and flips his robe basically and raises his hands high.

"It's all for the ideal! Yes, to be surrounded by undead and cacklewoof!

Senior Alice began to talk about the ideal when the excitement reached its climax, and the tension went down once and for all.

"What? What did you just say?

Magilka, who made me resume my thinking as soon as possible, listens back with an incredible face.

"Woohoo, Grandpa's, no, now I want my grief, a degenerate life surrounded by undead to cackle woohoo!

Hunsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

(Ahhh... Speaking of which, she specializes in undead. I didn't know you wanted to be with such a gross...)

When I think this family got involved in school for that, I get a headache.

"It was your grandfather's ambition to rip the undead off. But he, who belongs to the Church, must purify the sad undead. Rituals and other speech preaching to summon the undead within the church. So Grandpa tried to create an ideal space for this school by working for it."

I'm not excited. I don't chill. Bella talks out what Senior Alice hasn't even heard.

"First of all, we recruited arrogant students, such as occults and undead, and, at the end of the day, anti-social and end-of-life theorists, falsely for a purpose, in order to develop this much space for a massive magic ceremony and to secure personnel. When did they start talking about cult groups and stuff around them, but Grandpa's ambitions can't be stopped by such trivial things?"

(False purpose, cult group, no? Is this why the school was somehow on guard? Again, if they created a weird religious group, it wouldn't have happened)

"And Grandpa finally climbed this ritual to the point of completion, and he stood where he was trembling with excitement and joy."

With that said, Senior Alice glances at me with a kick, pointing her finger at me.

"Felded Regalia! He shows up and the plan is fucked up! Grandpa said, yawning that it was finally time to hide this ritual place from the teachers who heard the noise at too good a time. Now, I think that was a freshman at the time, my grandfather, who said it was a no-mark plot by the dean who used him as an assassin."

(No, I was just taking a nap by accident, and I just stopped beating you because you were loud, seniors. Maybe the teacher who ran away was just looking for his father who was skipping class)

To Senior Alice's diagonal inferior speculation, I squealed the truth in my heart and brought a sigh of sigh.

"And as you can see, the Regalia family has been involved in this. I reversed your grandfather's regrets, and let him pretend to be one of you and monitor you the other way around. Thanks to you, we were able to find this ritual venue."

Senior Alice is already thriving on her own, not least behind our side, which lacks excitement because of something that is somewhat magnificent, something that is very mocking in the first place with a final purpose.

"At the time and now, the ghosts appeared because of their magic formations."

"Yes, you seem to be attracted to and gathered together by the massive amount of magic and undead involved in this magic ceremony. Besides, this procedure only responds to your grandfather's blood muscles. My grandfather left this school and nothing happened until I visited this old school building, but the magic team reacted to me and started activating, attracting the ghosts, and I was convinced that there was a ritual somewhere in this old school building."

Senior Alice answering Magilka's question again.

"You didn't think it would be a big deal if you summoned the undead to a place like this and it went out and did harm to the students."

To the words of a prince who comes with great certainty, Senior Alice asks, "What?" He looks surprised.

"Such a loving being will do us harm."

Bayyyyyyyy!

With a lukewarm face, Senior Alice enters the magic formation, trying to touch the undead Warrior, she is bounced off by his shield as she pleases, flying beautifully to the wall. We follow it with only a glance with a flashing face. The object, which had been piqued for some time after a dodgy fall on the ground, caused only muckling and upper body.

"Oh, I'm a lighter."

(... no, you seniors...)

Beaten by a shield, with a crack in his silveredge glasses, Senior Alice is still in love with the undead, with a lucid look on his face.

"Wow!"

With the raw man approaching, did the roaring undead warrior fully activate, obviously starting to take a fighting stance compared to the previous bars?

"They're coming! What are we gonna do, run?

Tension ran with Zach as he pulled out his sword and stood before everyone.

"It's dangerous to get that one out there. Can't we stop here until the teacher gets here?"

With a nervous face, the prince says, Zach and Magilka push silently with a difficult face. It's not a ghost, so physics, magic attacks would work, but we weren't sure it would work for us right now.

"I'll take care of it, everyone stop him. Lady Rayforce, please stand down."

Everyone looks somewhat relieved rather than surprised by my words.

(Well, what do we all expect)

As I was leaning on my neck, a giant forward was walking out this way with Nosinosi, waving his sword up.

"Mr. Zach! Defend!"

"Ooh!"

In response to my words, I lay my sword when Zach comes forward. The magic I'm going to do is coordinate-fixed, so it's so hard when it moves, I want to keep my legs shut.

"Magilka, defense and fortification magic."

I'll take care of it.

A giant who distanced himself while doing so waved down a rusty sword, and a magical Zach of defense and physical strengthening took it with his sword.

Tension runs around, along with loud shock noises.

"Safina! Give me your legs"

"Ha, yes wih!

You didn't think you could stop it, or you couldn't turn your head so flexibly, keep stumbling with your sword swung down, and towards the undead where the movement stopped I instruct Safina to aim for her leg.

"Draw knives, two companies!

Scared but distanced at once, the accelerating magic safina fired two shots in an instant, and it also pulled a knife in the same spot to try to sever one of its rotten legs from his thigh.

Now I realize that the two of us who are sophomores seem to be in serious possession.

The undead who loses one leg falls aside with the zu scene as it is. It was very, very comforting to be with everyone, and I could not help but lose my cool, even if I felt deviant. Well, mostly because I'm a bystander.

"Second class sacred magic!

My words echo in the basement with Zach and Safina in front of me as I descend.

"Thou shalt be ashes, held by the light!

By the way, this word is not my intention, I'm just saying the same silver knight dialogue that comes to the story. I also activated it by saying the last magic dialogue, so I was somewhat worried if I didn't say it again this time, so I'll put it into words. Again, it's not my intention.

"Turn undead!"

When the magic formation of light unfolded around the fallen undead, signaling my hand toward the undead with my powerful words, the light blew up from the ground as if it were a geyser.

"Gowaaaa!"

A similar roar echoes in the cellar to the screams of the undead who continue to bathe in it.

"It's over."

Put down the hand I offered, and I say quietly.

(I'm telling you, it's not my intention, I've said it many times, because these embarrassing words, they're not my intention)

Standing in front of me with my heart stuffy, the undead wrapped in light collapsed like salad and sand, disappearing.

By the time the pillars of light disappeared, there was nothing there more than the thought of having such a large object there. And silence dominates the surroundings.

"Ahhh... my Julianne."

Senior Alice, who dropped his shoulder disappointingly and gave such a cute name to that gross being, is nagging.

"Su... wow..."

Zach's little leaked words sounded slightly louder.

"And divine... magic."

Magilka's words trembling at something follow it.

"Awesome! That's Lady Mary!

Safina jumped at me with a loud voice so as to dispel those two words.

"It's not amazing. It's second class magic."

While I let go of the safina, I'll keep the nail clear of unwanted misunderstandings.

"What are you talking about, Master Mary! It's amazing!

"To?"

Magilka coming out loud and different in my modesty.

"Sacred magic is very difficult to master and they say it takes ages to even deal with second-class magic! That's in this short period of time, and I can't believe I'm on my own!

I can see the blood pulling from my face into Magilka's words all at once.

(Is that it? Could this be, ma zu yi?

The class cared, but they didn't even care until mastery time. Even if I could use it, I didn't assume that it would be unusual for such a short period of time. The calmness I had just had is backwards, cold sweat is the fall.

(No, it's okay. We're the only ones here, and if you ask and stop talking, any weird misunderstandings)

"O... lady..."

When I thought of the name, I heard a maid who wasn't supposed to be behind me, and I turned my head to you giggly, the entrance to the basement, the tette with her mouth cornered at the door I broke, and the grandmasters with their faces like picturesque stunners, refrained.

(Finished. Ah)

My screaming woods spirits in my heart.