I felt it was a painful scene, Hart C. I started acting.
"Ugh! I have pain as of late...... Guw, it hurts. It hurts too much. Specifically, it looks like there's a crack in the bone."
Create a look of distress and make your body squirm. What do you say? Does it look painful?
"Stupid...... you can't stand up. Take my magic, why...?
It was a pre-acting issue.
But you're upset. Now's your chance. Turn your heels back and go with a dash, when you think.
At the edge of my vision, I stopped trying to walk over to your son and saw a behavioral suspicious young lady thinking a lot about me.
What are you doing, lady in a man's clothes, who's the culprit?
Eyes on each other.
I put my eyebrows in eight letters like I was lost, and then I shook a bright white ponytail and just stopped by.
"I organized the situation myself and thought about what I should do. In this case, I think it's first thing to apologize for getting you in trouble, but what do you think?
What are you talking about now?
"As a second candidate, a proposal emerged to quell his anger over there. But I still don't understand what he's angry about. I thought this would just increase his anger, would it fit?
I don't care if you ask me that.
"Of course, I told you, 'Are you okay?' The action of speaking also went through the back of his brain. We need to treat him at the same time. But you don't look injured. That's why I felt inappropriate."
I feel like I'm not good at communicating with other people, but this guy, he can't read the air any more than I do, I'm sure.
"After all, you should apologize to you first. I'm really, really sorry."
So come on, now's not the time to bow your head politely.
I can't say it in my mouth.
"All of you, all of you! You made me look good!
Look, you're the reason I'm running late.
Your beautiful son moved his mouth quickly.
Multiple floating magic formations.
Its center adds radiance.
"You shouldn't, Master Schneidal! That power will kill you!
I don't know, but it sounds like magic with extremely high killing ability.
This is why I don't like school.
It's just these people who can't communicate, and they attack me alone.
Oh, that's shit.
Really shit.
He's going to shoot his magic already, and he can't strengthen himself. If it's a fake (me), then he can't get away with it.
You can think of this as a place where I would inadvertently use magic to protect me.
Please, I'm the real me. I need you to protect me, okay?
I stick my hand in my worn jacket. I pulled the magic gun out of the holster. Push away the pony woman, set up.
"Fuck you, yeah!
I pulled the trigger along with your son's tall scream.
Don, I was the one who was shocked.
The arm of the one who doesn't have a gun is bounced and his body drags him around to it.
But it doesn't hurt.
The left arm part of the garment is spotless, but the arm itself is intact and undamaged. That's the main body, Me.
I was flown over the implant just fine, so I got up and dashed hard. Measure your departure from the front before being found in your son or his surroundings.
No, what happened to my attack?
Ma, it just won't work for the elite. But I think it must have blinded me.
Leave the pony alone. Your son will punish you.
"Hey, I finally found you, Mr. Hart."
Eh, little one glasses.
"I'm busy right now, I'll see you later."
"Hmm. It's kind of noisier than implantation. I'm intrigued, but now there's nothing more interesting than you. Let's take you to the eagle lab."
"I don't like it."
But I can't magically enhance myself. The copy caught me by a little girl.
"What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well today? I used to run so fast that I couldn't catch up with eagles."
Because that's the main unit. Copies are weak.
So escape is a failure. Let's give it up. It's easier to positively perceive that if you're with a teacher, you won't get involved any more.
"Ugh! My shoulder, my arm!?"
Some screaming came from afar, but I was dragged away...
Schneidal Hafen is the eldest son of the Marquis.
Fourth grade, but one younger princess. She backed Marianne and was abhorred to be spoiled by the vice chairman.
That's why I can't allow younger people to lick me more than anything else.
"All of you, all of you! You made me look good!
I guess he had developed defensive magic beforehand, the brunette freshman was pimping, and acting as painful as he made a fool of himself.
(I'll kill you)
Reason is stained with killing intentions.
"You shouldn't, Master Schneidal! That power will kill you!
But he returned it to me in the surrounding words. But I'm not going to stop the magic.
(I'll erase one of your arms)
Immediate healing magic would be enough to take a life. No, I didn't mind if I died.
Noblemen have hurt their pride. Naturally, you get what you deserve.
Prince Rias is the only freshman to watch out for this year, and all the others are the ones who can make excuses for whatever they want if they rely on Marquis' father.
One, Uncle Borderline's son said he was gobbled into school, but from words and deeds, he didn't think that the dark hair that seemed to grow badly was aristocratic.
If you're a civilian, just give it to the family and that's enough.
(Why don't we try our luck? Yourself!
Schneidal lifted the corner of his mouth to
"Fuck you, yeah!
Unleash magic. His greatest magic with [fire] and [wind] as the main attributes. Doesn't give the opponent a gap to escape at a fierce speed and explodes at the moment of collision. Its destructive power corresponds to a rolling rank B at the student level.
The brunette took out something unfamiliar and turned to this way, but I didn't think he could shoot the magic without chanting.
It is the iron rule of magic battle to build defenses when attacking the most.
Only a few people in school, including Marianne, can break through the defensive magic formations deployed at the same time.
Parin, and there was a cool sound.
After a moment, what a dull sound. At the same time, intense pain broke from his right shoulder.
The bones are shattered.
The meat is crushed.
Schneidal was blown away and slashed down the surroundings that were behind him.
"Ugh! My shoulder, my arm!?"
It seemed a miracle that we were connected.
So many shocks hit my right shoulder.
"Master Schneidal, be sure! We will treat you now!
I hear a desperate cry in the distance.
If you're going to heal, hurry up, you fools!
With anger, questions come to mind. Why have I suffered such a huge injury?
(What did he do now...?
No, I didn't do anything. I couldn't have done it.
(Um, a gray-haired woman...?
That's different, too.
If she tries to do something, someone around her should notice.
Schneidal works his head hard in a fading consciousness and draws conclusions.
(Someone hid and covered. I can't think of anything else)
One-on-one, I was sure I would have won.
I haven't been able to confirm if the attack hit my brunette, but if she's still alive, I can't leave her like this.
(I am, "A man chosen by God. Next time! Always!)
The cry in my heart did not speak, and Schneidal lost consciousness -.