It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

To the usual members assembled in the bickering room, each comes into the back of the room in the form of one additional person. I'm a nervous face, someone who's seen some female student come in with a big book, where is it? and staring over her helmet, she hastily thanked me for noticing my gaze, too.

"Thank you, Master Mary. Thank you for your help the other day."

Keep your head down with the boom. For the first time in that temper, I recall that woman she brought in this case. But I only saw him once, and that was a short time, so I was upset about my memory. Same thing happened in my previous life, but I don't seem to be a bit good at remembering people's faces because I haven't had much opportunity to deal with others.

(A little, a little. Never forgetting things so intensely... no... huh?

I'm losing some confidence by saying it myself.

Ma'am, this is Mr. Feenell from the Demon Grass Pharmaceutical Research Society.

Tütte has been earringing when he noticed that I was unspoken and hardened.

(Really, when you have an excellent maid, it's me, Miss Ponks, straight line.)

Say thank you to Tütte in a low voice, and when I gently take a thank-you position in my armor, I recommend her to take a seat and everyone sits down in a place of thought.

"So how can we break the current state?

When Magilka responded to my question by looking at Feenell, I was followed and looked at her, too. Faced with nervousness that everyone's gaze was pouring on her, Feenell panicked and let her spread the book she had brought on the table.

"Uh, right. I checked Mandrake and discovered an interesting statement about the subspecies. That liquid that Mary wears, so to speak, falls on the flower part of the subspecies."

"Hehe, really?"

"Ladies and gentlemen, as you know, the potency of the flower part, Mandrake, in the first place, is made precious by the root part. Roots are full of magic and nutrients, and as root vegetables, they are medium and delicious for a variety of dishes"

"Well, Mr. Feenell, I'm out of line."

Talk's starting to derail, huh? While I was thinking, Magilka came in with a track fix, and Feenell blushes and starts apologizing.

"Shh, excuse me, I'll go."

"That's okay, so what happened to Mandrake's roots?

I forgive her for apologizing, and I urge her to continue.

"Huh? Oh, it's best to make it as a simmer, but as far as I'm concerned, fry it with eggs, etc."

"We're not talking about cooking, it's how to get rid of the effects."

I have full body armor that I accidentally stuck in her mess.

"Shh, excuse me! Uh, uh, the roots of Mandrake were so treasured in pharmacy that they were said to be a pandemic drug, and they serve a variety of medicines. Because of its properties, the subspecies are only noticed in the flower part, but the root part, like other mandrakes, can also help to manufacture medicines, but it ended up being less effective than other mandrakes, which are just wasteful."

When she finishes her mouth quickly and offers a cup with water by Tütte in the Feenell where she starts to get her breath ready, she thanks and drinks it up all at once.

"Hmm, so?

"It's the root of it, but apparently I knew a long time ago that frying it and drinking it had the effect of neutralizing the effect of flowers, but, so, what's up? and it didn't seem to spread very widely after being kicked in the foot by the Society. Well, no one has ever thought about neutralizing it, and it seems like it's only been passed on among some extremely specialized people, and nobody seemed to know because the book describing this article was treated to the extent that it was just one of these books in this school, and supplemented by Cholo... Yes, that's it, that's it!

When Feenell, who talked all at once because of the tension, finished talking, he was roughing up his breath with S-ha.

"Is that Mandrake still got its roots?

"The teachers have been managing it since then, so I'm sure they haven't acted quickly, but if Mr. Feenell's story is true, they're going to dispose of it as unnecessary."

I rush to check with Magilka and she returns an ambiguous reply, thinking Uh-huh. Because I was growing it without permission, I had a school side physique, albeit precious, plus it was more likely that I would have tried to dispose of it if I had burned the area a little, and the subspecies of flowers were bursting and left with only the roots that were deemed unnecessary.

(Is it something that's going to catch the light!

"It would be tough if the teachers had disposed of it. Let's go dig right up!

And I stood up hastily, and all of them moaned, and stood up, and went after the room to the field.

As we tried to reach the field, it seemed that teachers and students were in the field. It feels like the boys who were cultivating Dr. Fried are asking for something.

"What is it?

When the prince speaks to Dr. Fried with a troubled face with a soft smile, everyone realizes its existence and the moment ends at one end. Dr. Fried looked at us like he was helping us, and the boys were sneering at us with faces like it was over.

"No, I was trying to process the field, dig up the roots of that, unwanted subspecies, and dispose of them, and these students were crying to give me a break."

I was wary of the teacher's dialogue telling the prince about the current situation with a calm voice.

(Oh, it was dangerous... if it was tomorrow or something, it would have been disposed of already)

"Please, Doctor. I've lost the flower part, but if the roots are safe, I can make them bear fruit again over the years. If they dig up the roots, they'll already dream about it."

Boy students speak up with their teachers as they plead and as we can hear them.

"Thank you very much for stopping the teacher."

It was Magilka who responded to the plea, and the students, as well as Dr. Fried, were surprised by the words of praise.

"K, Classmaster"

Once he looks over at the boys students who make them happy with unexpected words, Magilka makes them snort cocklessly. The boys were happy to take that as an affirmation of their actions.

"I'm glad we made it. Come on, Zach! Dig it up, please!

"" Yeahhh!

And it goes without saying that they were devastated by hell by the ruthless proclamation of a classmaster who was watching in the gaze of anticipation.

"Hey, wait. I heard that if you pull out Mandrake, you'll lose consciousness and faint. You want me to do that?

Zach tries without any doubt to go to the subspecies because Magilka is so naturally asking for it, he stops his legs and sees Magilka half-eyed. The boys were all pretty frightened to see me in full body armor as I passed through with Safina and Dr. Fried and let him back off. Tütte and Feenell, the prince is watching the two of us on the other side.

"Well, it's dangerous, Your Highness, so stay away from me a little longer."

"Whoa! Talk to me!

(Neither do I, but Magilka's handling of Zach is cluttered too...)

I sigh hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Hey, shall I do it? Because those effects are ok thanks to the armor"

Raise your hand. I say the armor performance of the lie, and when I just try to take turns for you to move on,

"No! Lady Mary, please be jizzy!

"That's right! If this is gonna be any more trouble, I'll do it!

Magilka and Zach have turned down my proposal with tremendous momentum. That's already, with a serious face...

(Wow, what's that reaction? Well, then, it's not like I'm some kind of troublemaker. Well, I'm the one who made this noise...)

I was a little shocked by the response, shunned, and the boys had a subtle look on my whole body armor that matched Ijiji with my left and right index fingers, but I couldn't afford to care less about that, and I was comforted by Safina saying, "Everyone is just worried about Lady Mary".

"Zach has a thick nerve, so it's okay. Just pull it out."

As I watched my actions, I sighed Magilka and asked Zach to do it quickly, but he hurried. I heard the students' weak voices behind me saying, "Oh, please don't do this," but let's just not hear it.

"Oh, wow."

Without any hesitation, Zach grips the stem part out of the ground with both hands to make sure it feels. Unlike the others, the subspecies grew about as large as two and seemed difficult to pull out by themselves.

"Shh!

He put his strength into his legs in a stepping position and held his breath as Zach tried to pull through with the call. Nature, everyone, block your ears and watch things in a tense face.

"Mmm! This is... Oh, my God!

See the subspecies buried on the ground with some serious face that Zach tried to pull through.

"What's wrong!

I noticed Zach's anomaly and Magilka listened back with a serious face. Tension runs around me.

"It's tough, it won't fall out!

Multiple overlapping sighs sound grand. I'm one of them...

"Still, I'm the classmaster of Solos! Show me your guts!

That's how I burned Zach.

"No, I can't. If I do this any more, my back hurts. Somebody give me a hand."

Even Safina has a flat face in the class master of Solos, who flatly says that I have no guts to burn.

"Well, I will."

"Your Highness stay there."

"Yes! We'll take care of this."

With a troubled face, the prince tried to get close to Zach, and Magilka and I stepped forward and stopped him.

"Well, you two can do it. If you're with Magilka, you're not gonna mess with Lady Mary either."

With that said, this gutless man took his hand off the subspecies, and when he stood up, he walked to the prince to replace us who had come forward. The remaining blonde vertical rolls and bright white full-body armor look at each other's faces and wonder what's wrong.

"I knew I would."

"" No, we'll take care of it!

Half-fucking-heartedly, we'll stare at Zach with resentment. Zach slipped half a step back so that he could hide behind the prince.

"I have no choice, Master Mary. We'll do it."

"Yeah."

"Okay, don't do anything extra. Act as you are told. Nice, don't try to be weird, absolutely, absolutely."

I had something to pin on Magilka, who pushed me so hard to persevere.

(This, I've seen on TV. The so-called "pretense" of comic talent)

"Yeah, I get it!

I snorted strongly.